Campus One Night 캠퍼스 원나잇 by Moon Jeong-min 문정민

“It’s sexual frustration.”

With Da-eun grimacing in discomfort, Su-jin begins her Freudian praise.

“One night with a man will fix everything—your unexplained gastritis, headaches that painkillers can’t touch, your life’s constipation, even that foul mouth of yours.”

Da-eun has been suffering from stress-induced illnesses with no clear cause. Su-jin’s prescription? Sex.

“Your repressed unconscious is speaking to you. ‘Stress-induced gastritis,’ they say, but the endoscopy shows nothing. ‘Tension headaches,’ they say. You need to have sex to fix it.”

Though Da-eun knows Su-jin’s psychoanalysis babble is nonsense, the words linger in her mind.

But sex isn’t easy for modern people. She wants to, but where does she find a harmless man? How does she ensure safe sex without STDs?

Then, her radar locks onto Yoon Joo-won—a fellow student, still a virgin, about to enlist in the military.

“Done it before?”

“Nope.”

She’d once mustered the courage to pick up random guys at clubs, only to return home alone.

A handsome, inexperienced guy with a clear background, soon to disappear into the military—why hesitate?

We’re both virgins, you have condoms, and I live alone.

After a long pause, Da-eun looks up at Joo-won and finally speaks.

“Wanna come to my place?”

“Every time we switch positions, it feels new.”

“Hng—ah, Joo-won… I’m gonna die… Stop…”

“Like tasting something new every time.”

Da-eun shudders and squirms, but each sob only fuels his excitement.

“Hah… Even your crying is fucking delicious. Cry more. Yeah?”

“Y-You… psycho…”

“Yeah, I’m a psycho. That’s why I threw away my pride and carried you here like a servant.”

Joo-won admits shamelessly, gripping her hips. When he squeezes, her thighs tense, and her inner walls clamp down on his cock.

“Hah—ah, ah!”

Tears stream down Da-eun’s face as she moans in pleasure. Joo-won thrusts upward, grinding against her.

“Da-eun. Cry more. Hmm? Every time you sob, your pussy clenches so tight.”

“You… fucking lunatic…”

“Must feel good getting fucked by a lunatic, huh?”

No one would’ve imagined the composed Yoon Joo-won spewing such filthy words. But in the face of overwhelming pleasure, he’s nothing but a beast.

Lost in instinct, Joo-won fucks into her with primal hunger.

“Ah—ah, just… finish already…”

“After cumming twice, I could go for ten more hours.”

Shocked, Da-eun jerks upright.

“What?!”

“Then make me cum faster.”

Wide-eyed, she stares at him, her lips glistening with his spit.