episode_0525

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To think it was just about wanting to help a pitiful childhood friend.

…That couldn’t possibly be the only reason I was dating Baek Jiho.

Right?

“…….”

…No, was that really not the case?

I run my fingers over my lower abdomen, smeared with his cum, and press my lips together.

Why did I fall for Baek Jiho?

It’s only natural to feel comfortable with someone who’s been by your side for so long, and to develop feelings for them at the same time, isn’t it?

I understand love at first sight, but there are plenty of cases where people fall for someone slowly over time.

It wasn’t just me—my friends often went through the same thing.

But if I really thought about it, like Seo Woojin said—”Then, did you like Baek Jiho a lot at first?”—

Well.

It was a little different from what you’d call “liking” someone.

The vibe was just… off.

“How do you feel about it, Seol Dabin?”

Watching Baek Jiho next to me, I couldn’t help but think that if I didn’t take care of him, all sorts of troublesome things would happen.

Like Seo Woojin said, I felt like I had to help him… somehow.

…Pity. Maternal instinct. Or maybe compassion.

Honestly, I did feel something like that.

If you asked whether there was any other reason I liked Baek Jiho…

Well, not really.

To be blunt, his face wasn’t even my type.

Not that he was ugly, but I never found him particularly attractive.

It was just…, …a classmate.

The boy next door.

If I had to put a name to it, that’s how it felt.

Our tastes didn’t even align.

Baek Jiho always wanted to go out, while I preferred staying indoors.

And to add one more thing, the restaurants he picked always had a weird vibe.

His personality was the same.

There were just… a lot of things I didn’t like about him.

Like how oblivious he was, or how he always acted a little clueless.

Personally, it drove me crazy…

“…….”

And yet, I still dated Baek Jiho.

The word that came to mind—pity—

Seemed to fit perfectly.

“…I did want to help him, a little…”

“A little?”

It was embarrassing to admit outright.

So I only conceded a tiny bit, but Seo Woojin immediately scoffed and pressed further.

“Seol Dabin. So, to put it simply… you just wanted to fuck your childhood friend?”

After making a mess of my face and chest with his cum in the bathroom.

After coating my lower abdomen with his sticky release just seconds ago.

…And even now, with his dick still hard.

As if he still had so much lust left in him.

“Wh-Why are we suddenly talking about sex…?”

“Is it weird to want to have sex with someone you like?”

“W-Wait…”

Maybe it was because we’d just had sex like lovers, with me sitting on Seo Woojin’s thighs.

We were still in the same position, so close that even the slightest movement from him easily pulled me into his arms.

…Trapped between his firm biceps.

With my soft breasts pressed against him.

In the end, I had nowhere else to put my hands.

So I had no choice but to wrap my arms around the neck of this man I supposedly hated.

“Isn’t it weird to say you like someone but don’t want to have sex with them?”

“Do you really think people are that simple…?”

“Disgustingly simple. If you take away manners, pretenses, laws, and all that.”

“…Even so…”

“Look, I like you, so here I am. Even after getting caught two-timing and being cursed at thousands of times… I’m still busy getting hard for you, Seol Dabin’s tits.”

“…….”

I thought about bringing up words like friendship or admiration, but I quickly gave up.

If you really break it down, liking someone is just… lust. Or the desire to reproduce.

In that sense, the way I looked at Baek Jiho—

Wasn’t the burning passion of lovers.

It was more like…

“Let me ask you again. Do you want to have sex with your childhood friend?”

“……….”

“…Don’t just move your lips. Say it louder.”

Pity.

A lukewarm friendship born from helping the boy next door who always needed so much attention.

“Louder.”

“…….”

…And the recordings we usually made.

We weren’t doing that now.

And if Seo Woojin got excited,

We could have even better sex…

Right away.

“………I do like him, but with him… I don’t really… want to…”

“…….”

Even though I knew it was just an excuse to ease my guilt.

With my head slightly lowered, half-honest.

I whispered the embarrassing words.

Contrary to my expectation that we’d start having sex again right away, a long silence stretched between us.

“…….”

“…….”

Only the sound of our quiet breaths.

Or the faint pulse I could feel from being pressed so close.

…And the annoying twitch of Seo Woojin’s dick against my lower abdomen, swollen with blood.

“…Can you get up for a sec? I think we should clean up with a wet wipe first.”

“……Ah…”

Now that I looked, Seo Woojin’s dick was covered in a mix of my fluids and his cum.

Since he came outside, not inside, it was more accurate to say a bit of cum had seeped out along the tip.

Either way, if we inserted that near my ovulation, anything could happen.

So I hesitantly moved off his thighs, and Seo Woojin got out of bed to grab a thick pack of wet wipes.

Pulling out a few sheets,

“It’ll be cold, but bear with it.”

…He wiped my lower abdomen—not his own dick—where he had carelessly spilled his cum earlier.

Then crumpled the used wipes and tossed them into the nearby trash bin.

I thought maybe he wanted me to clean his dick with my hands, but no.

He closed the pack and threw it near the pillow, as if planning to use it again later.

I just stared blankly as he moved.

Then, standing right in front of the bed, Seo Woojin spoke calmly.

“Can you do what we talked about earlier?”

“…….”

So he still wanted that cleaning blowjob.

…How can someone be so single-minded…

“…Anyone would think you’ve never had me give you a blowjob before.”

“I’ve had you do it a few times when it was just my cum, but this is the first time it’s mixed with your juices.”

“Well, yeah, but…”

We’d always used condoms before.

This was only the second time we’d had sex without one—the first being at that motel.

So now, the dick in front of me smelled not of the usual artificial scent but of a horny woman’s fluids.

Not that it mattered much.

“…You’ve licked me down there too, you know.”

Seo Woojin had used his mouth on my pussy plenty of times.

So swallowing a little shouldn’t be a problem.

“Hah…, hng…, fph…”

After smoothing back my hair with the back of my hand, I gripped the base of his cock and slowly pushed the tip into my mouth.

“…Ngh…, chlck…”

…As expected, it was—

A strange, bitter taste I still couldn’t get used to.

The unfamiliar flavor of Seo Woojin’s cum mixed with my own fluids.

I scrunched my face but endured it, diligently cleaning the head with my tongue.

Pulling it out to lick along the thick vein underneath before—

“Just gonna keep licking?”

“Tchk, schlp…, …ngh…”

Trying not to let my teeth touch it, like it was some cheap straw.

I stole a glance at Seo Woojin, making lewd, embarrassing noises.

To clean the cum dripping down his shaft, I took him deeper.

But once the head pressed hard against my throat, I felt like I’d gag if I swallowed more.

“Kgh, kghk…, fhhu…, ngh, ugh…”

Seo Woojin kept pushing my head down, as if trying to claim me.

I smacked his hands away and finally pulled off, drooling sticky saliva onto the sheets.

Glaring up at him with a pout,

Like a cute puppy.

I stuck out my tongue,

Panting.

And licked him clean.

…Whether it was my fluids or his cum,

All of it had disappeared down my throat,

Leaving only my saliva behind.

“Pha…… Haa… …Done…? Don’t tell me you made your ex do more than this…?”

“Nah. With Baek Seoyeon, it was about the same…”

As I wiped my spit-covered lips with the back of my hand,

Admitting how pathetic my cleaning job was—

“…Same. And what else?”

“Earlier, before I got the wipes, I was gonna ask you something but held back. Now I think I should.”

“…What is it?”

“You said you didn’t really want to have sex with your childhood friend.”

“…….”

“But with me, it’s fine?”

…I didn’t know how to answer.

Too many things came to mind.

But I knew all of them were answers Seo Woojin wanted to hear.

Most of all, it was embarrassing.

So I said something else instead.

“…W-Well, Baek Jiho asked me to…”

“If you’re being forced, we can stop. We’re not even recording this.”

“…….”

“You could just say, ‘Seo Woojin felt guilty and decided to stop today,’ and that’d be the end of it.”

…You already know why I’m doing this, you bastard.

Because fucking you feels disgustingly good.

On the other hand, he’s small and unimpressive… …and lately, he can’t even get it up properly.

And you, Seo Woojin—you’re so jealous you’d resent even my boyfrie…, …my childhood friend.

Meanwhile, the childhood friend I dated out of pity just kept making annoying comments about wanting to see me cheat for real.

I averted my eyes, hesitating over my answer.

In the end, instead of answering, I grabbed that pervert’s dick and fired back.

“…Hey, you keep talking like you really want me to break up with Baek Jiho.”

“Yeah. I want you to break up with him. Right now, if possible.”

A little stunned,

I froze.

“I don’t want some other guy knowing about what we do together.”

“….”

“Whether we had sex today, what we did, if we even met—I don’t want any other man knowing that shit.”

“….”

“…There. I answered. Now it’s your turn.”

“….”

Listening quietly to each of his words,

…Finally.

Honestly.

In a voice so small it was almost inaudible—

“……It feels good…”

“What does.”

“B-Being with you. ……It feels good…”

“But you could feel good with your childhood friend too. Right?”

“…Actually, last time, I secretly tried a dildo… about his size—no, a little bigger than him…”

“….”

“……I ended up throwing it in the trash because I hated it so much…”

Even after hearing him say he wanted me to break up with Baek Jiho, I didn’t raise my voice.

…Instead, I admitted—in words even I thought were slutty—

That another man’s dick felt so much better.

Completely.

Honestly.