episode_0526

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“With that face, you think she wouldn’t have a boyfriend?”

“Still, she’s more of a romantic than she looks.”

“I heard she’s been dating her childhood friend for over ten years.”

That’s what they said.

A girl whose online search results would flood with details about her boyfriend if you looked her up even briefly.

“When did you try it? That thing.”

“…It’s just been a while.”

“No wonder her personality’s so damn good. At first glance, I thought she was some ex-delinquent.”

“Doesn’t she give the best fan service?”

“Bitches like Lee Ji-yoon won’t even exchange a word with fans.”

“Seol Da-bin, though—last time someone asked to take a picture on the street, she smiled and did it right away.”

“Honestly, she could’ve just brushed it off.”

That’s what they said.

Kids who knew full well she had a long-term boyfriend, pretending to praise her for her good personality, sucking up to her like she was some saint.

A girl who was only ever mean to me.

“So, how long has it been?”

“Roughly three months… no, two…? Around that, I think…”

“…Ah, so around the time you got mad at me for suggesting we just be fuck buddies.”

“…Yeah. That day.”

“So you were just jerking off alone in your room before calling me?”

“…I wasn’t—I wasn’t that into it.”

Skilled in her own right, treating her fans well.

…Destined to marry her childhood friend someday, no doubt.

That’s what everyone thought of her.

“Didn’t we try it once before? That shallow, teasing kind of sex.”

“…What about it?”

“I was just curious why you’d bother testing the waters when you already knew the outcome.”

“Well, maybe you were deliberately avoiding the good spots… And since you and him are different in some ways, maybe the parts that feel good with Baek Ji-ho would…”

“Anyway, it wasn’t great, right?”

“…The result was like that, but the process and the intent were different… Like I just said, maybe Baek Ji-ho’s style is more my taste, not just you being the only one who… But when we actually tried it…”

“Tried it and it didn’t feel good. So you threw your childhood friend straight into the trash.”

“…….”

“Ah, and wasn’t it something about him being a little smaller?”

Pressing my already half-hard cock against Seol Da-bin’s face, just the two of us.

Secretly indulging in a transgression that would never leave a single trace online.

“…Anyway, Seol Da-bin, this might be the first time you’ve been this honest with me.”

“…I-I admitted it, didn’t I? That it feels good with you, which is why I kept this messed-up relationship going…”

“Did you?”

“I did…! The only thing I ever outright rejected was your… loose sense of chastity…”

“…….”

“Since when did I ever say sex with you was bad…? Ugh…”

With that face, you think she wouldn’t have a boyfriend?

Yeah. As if she wouldn’t.

Didn’t she say herself that ever since high school, idiots kept trying to get her number?

So of course she has a boyfriend.

…And somehow ended up with a secret fuck buddy, too.

With a face and body like that.

Only natural.

I get why people say she’s more of a romantic than she looks.

Playing at love just to take care of her lacking childhood friend—sounds like a romantic to me.

Not exactly wrong.

But if you add just a little—

The things I know—

“But isn’t it because you’re loose that we ended up like this?”

“…Because you’re loose, you’re messing around with your girlfriend’s friend, even after double dates.”

“Most people would call that a good thing.”

“Is sex all you ever think about? How can you do this and still act so…”

“…….”

“…Act so… shameless… Ngh…”

Seol Da-bin isn’t some tough-girl delinquent like your first impression suggests.

Press your forehead lightly against hers, and she’ll just swallow her spit and go quiet.

Rub your hard cock against her pale stomach, and she’ll clamp her mouth shut.

In her own way, she’s an easy-to-read, obedient girl.

“Kind of funny. How you see Baek Ji-ho. How you see me. You probably only ever talked about other things in front of her.”

“…Just in case, don’t you dare talk about what happens here… anywhere else.”

“Or what?”

“…You know. I’ll tell Ha-yun everything, and we’ll both explode…”

Pushing that bitch aside, guiding her onto the bed.

Rubbing the head of my cock against her soaking-wet entrance, slick with nothing but her own juices.

“You should just shut up… and fuck me…”

Along with her voice, still not fully honest.

In the end, pushing in raw again without a condom.

Slowly sinking into the guilt of something we shouldn’t be doing.

“You won’t even do this with your childhood friend, but you’re fine saying that to me?”

“…Wasn’t it you who warned me not to have sex with him…? Hn, wait…”

Forcing apart the soft, clenching walls, the sticky sound of her accumulated juices peeling away.

Seol Da-bin, embarrassed, tries to close her legs, thighs tensing.

Pinning her long legs down with both hands.

Shoving my cock, slick with her spit, even deeper inside.

“…Ah, fuck. It’s hot…”

“Ngh… there… Ha…”

Her body isn’t particularly warmer than other girls.

But after pressing into Seol Da-bin’s strangely scorching insides, I let out a heavy sigh.

If I didn’t hold back, I’d just pound all the way in and finish inside her stomach like before.

So after that sigh, little by little.

Hooking the head of my cock against her tight, gripping folds.

…Then a good idea crosses my mind.

Like a dog at mealtime, I bury my nose against the slow, throbbing stimulation between her legs.

“…Seo Woo-jin… Why aren’t you… moving…?”

“Couldn’t do this before. Thought it might be nice.”

“Nice…? What’s nice… about it…”

“Y’know… like a comparison test.”

Even if Seol Da-bin has no experience with Baek Ji-ho.

She has tried something similar—a dildo.

“…Can you feel it here?”

“…….”

Letting go of her thighs, I grab one of her hands gripping the bedsheet and drag it down to the faint shadow on her lower stomach.

Not so much inserted as forced into a space too small, leaving a visible imprint.

Placing her hand there.

“Where did that thing you used reach?”

“Ugh, ngh… Why… do you want… to know…?”

“Yeah. …Mark it with your hand.”

Fully aware it’ll fall short.

Pressing the slick head of my cock thud, thud against—

…The biggest of Seol Da-bin’s weak points.

Her cervix.

Tapping against it in short, sharp thrusts.

Until, under my urging, her hand finally moves.

“It was just… a dildo… Ugh…”

“You said you bought a slightly bigger one. Should be close, right?”

“…Close, but…”

“Hurry.”

“…….”

Finally, Seol Da-bin turns her head and taps a spot far below her protruding navel.

I pull out slightly and start grinding against that part of her walls.

“…Not completely tiny, then. Most guys are around this size.”

“…….”

“But since you said you bought a bigger one… the real thing would be… here?”

Pulling out a little more.

Here.

Rutting against a spot that seems too shallow for real pleasure.

…Then, for a proper comparison, again.

“…Now I get why you threw him in the trash.”

“Hih… Ngh…? W-Wait…”

“Move your hand. You’re in the way.”

Prying apart her walls, which had relaxed for a moment.

Grabbing her wrist as she tries to push me away, pinning it to the bed.

Pushing the head of my cock all the way to her—

Fornix.

Where I’ve been burying myself for months.

“Hah… Honestly, even if I thrust all the way, this is the limit. Must be disappointing.”

“Ngh… D-Don’t… stir…”

“Stir? I’m not stirring. Aside from moving to compare you to your childhood friend, I’m just pressed against you.”

“But… ngh…”

It’s almost funny how just that much makes Seol Da-bin whimper, even push herself to climax. But I get it.

The first time we fucked raw in a motel, just taking off the condom made her drip so much she might as well have been pissing herself the whole time.

And on the other hand—

“Hah… Hah… There… I just… came a little…”

“…….”

“J-Just wait… Let me rest…”

All this time, Seol Da-bin hesitantly tearing down her childhood friend with her own words.

Breathing heavily, mixing guilt and anticipation for the sex she always claimed to hate.

“…?! Hey, you bastard—”

Not even a few proper thrusts in.

Weighing which man is better, panting quietly just from that.

It’s so fucking hot.

“Hih… Ngh…! Nn, nngh… Hih…”

Between Seol Da-bin’s moans, ignoring her weak pleas to stop.

“…Seol Da-bin. Your childhood friend will never know. Say it properly.”

“Haah… Ha… Hah…?”

“Who do you want to fuck? Him or me?”

Pulling her pinned wrist toward me.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

Pounding my bare cock into her until her tight little pussy turns red.

Demanding an answer.

“I already… kind of… said it…!”

“You said it, but I want to hear it again.”

“Ngh… ……Hah… …Nngh…”

“Quick. It’s not like it’s hard, since you already admitted it.”

“Ugh… …You’re… impossible… ……Nngh?! …Hih…”

Shoving deep enough for her clit to press against my stomach, she bites down hard before gasping.

With the head of my cock buried deep inside her.

Staring at the thin strand of drool trailing from her dazed lips.

“…… …I’ll… say it…! Just… stop… thrusting… …Haah…”

“…….”

“Stop… fucking… me… Hah… Haaah…”

Rubbing the sensitive head of my cock against her favorite spot near the fornix.

…Like when she marked her stomach with her hand earlier.

She avoids my gaze and speaks.

“…That guy… Baek Ji-ho…”

“…….”

“I’ve been thinking… for a long time… Hah…”

“…….”

“…You’re… really good at sex…”

“…….”

“And your cock… isn’t small enough to be disappointing… but way… way better…”

“…….”

“If it’s about preference… then obviously, we should…”

“…….”

“…Break up… ……Ah…”

Even though we’re not filming, her tone is awkward, like she’s acting.

…Whether she’s trying to turn me on or means it, her words about breaking up—

Clenching around me, squeezing my cock right as I’m about to cum.

“…Breaking up… would be better… for all three of us…”

In the end, I—

Spill my pent-up lust across Seol Da-bin’s stomach, chest.

And face.

My cock, undeniably bare, glistening white with her juices.

Pressing it against her face.

“The video… ends today. …Sorry. Baek Ji-ho.”

“…….”

“…Was that enough…?”

“…Not bad, for you.”

“For me…? Hah… Whatever. Just because I did this, you didn’t have to… cover me in this sticky…”

…Instead of a camera lens others could see.

Only my eyes.

The only ones allowed to capture this.