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It was the first time I visited my parents’ house since the new semester began. As I opened the apartment door, my dad, who was lying on the sofa watching soccer, greeted me warmly.
“Our daughter’s here? Why didn’t you call?”
“I called Mom.”
“Looks like that turtle extract had some effect? Your face is glowing.”
“Huh? Does my skin look good?”
At my dad’s comment about my good complexion, I felt guilty and looked away. As if waiting for this, Dad went to the refrigerator and started taking out health foods one after another.
“This turtle extract, I was saving it for myself, but I guess not. You should take more.”
“No, you don’t have to give me any.”
I frowned, thinking about the turtle extract that already filled my refrigerator. Since I was young, I had a strong competitive spirit but not the stamina to match, so I readily ate whatever health foods adults gave me, unlike other kids.
But thinking about Joo-won, who now knew my refrigerator situation inside out, I was okay with the other health foods, but the turtle extract made me feel embarrassed just because of its name.
“Your complexion looks good after eating the turtle extract, why?”
“Well... it’s a bit fishy.”
“Why are you complaining when you eat carp soup without a fuss?”
I couldn’t bring myself to tell my dad that my good complexion was thanks to eating a virgin, so I just let him pack the turtle extract for me.
“If you had told me you were coming, I would have prepared some ginseng too.”
“That’s why I didn’t tell you. The fridge is about to explode, Dad.”
“Should I just get you a bigger refrigerator this time?”
“No, there’s no place to put it. My headaches have been less frequent lately, and my gastritis is more or less better.”
“See? It’s all because you’ve been taking good care of yourself.”
“Uhn...”
Somehow, lewd thoughts kept intruding into our normal father-daughter conversation, so I headed to the living room.
Just then, Mom, who had been grocery shopping, came home and hugged me tightly. In my parents’ eyes, their daughter, about to graduate from university, was still like a child.
“Our daughter, you’re here?”
“Anyone would think it’s been years since we last saw each other.”
“You haven’t eaten, have you? I’ll make something for you quickly. I bought mushrooms and beef for bulgogi. Let’s have a hot pot.”
I wasn’t hungry because I had eaten the breakfast Joo-won had made for me on the way.
“I already ate.”
“What’s gotten into you? You actually ate a proper meal.”
“I ate at the school cafeteria on my way to the library this morning.”
Lies flowed out of me easily in front of my parents. I tried hard to remember the purpose of my visit home today, and first, I sat my parents down on the sofa.
Even while listening to me, Mom didn’t rest her hands for a moment, wanting to feed her daughter. She quickly peeled an apple, stuck a fork in it, and handed it to me.
“You know, about me...”
The words about going to graduate school were swirling in my throat. My father, a licensed real estate agent, had hoped that I, who had been smart since I was young, would go to law school and become a lawyer, fulfilling the dreams he couldn’t achieve.
My parents had been so excited when I got into Korea University that they even hung a banner on the apartment window, but I clearly remembered how secretly disappointed they were when I applied to the aesthetics department.
They were preparing for their retirement on their own, but I couldn’t keep appearing as a daughter who couldn’t properly earn a living in front of them forever.
As a graduate of the Aesthetics Department of Korea University, I could get a job if I set my mind to it, but the problem was my aptitude. Realistically, to become an academic, I would have to live without income until I reached a certain level, and that felt embarrassing and guilty.
“Why are you hesitating to speak?”
“I’m thinking of going to graduate school.”
“And?”
“Huh? I wanted to get your permission.”
But my parents’ reaction was a little different from what I had expected.
“Why do you need our permission for that?”
My parents casually shared the apple, looking back at me as if I was the strange one for asking for permission.
“Because it’s graduate school...”
“Are the tuition fees very expensive? We have some savings, but is it something we can’t afford?”
“Ah, no. I wasn’t planning on asking for tuition. I’ll try to get as many scholarships as possible. If I tighten my belt, I can earn enough for living expenses.”
“We actually thought you would go to graduate school from the moment you took the college entrance exam and applied to the aesthetics department?”
“You did?”
“What can we expect from a kid who loves art? What can ignorant parents who don’t even know what aesthetics is do? We should just cheer you on. I’m just sorry, Mom is, for not being able to support you properly. You should go abroad to have a bright future. But they say aesthetics doesn’t cost as much as other fields. Even though I know you’re just saying it to make Mom feel good, I secretly think it’s a relief.”
I hadn’t realized that my parents thought that way. Seeing them trust and support their only daughter filled my heart.
“Thank you, Mom, Dad.”
“But if you want to go abroad, just tell us. Your dad, he gets told to go to work even on Sundays, what can you do? But these days, with the redevelopment in the neighborhood next door, people are flooding in to see the rental apartments here. Business isn’t bad.”
“No, I’m going to stay at my alma mater.”
When their only daughter snuggled into her embrace, Mom waved her hand, saying it was gross, while Dad patted my back with a pleased expression.
“Our daughter who’s always sick. You should live doing whatever you want. You only live once. You’ll end up earning as much money as you need anyway.”
“I’m not sick. I just don’t have energy.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t give birth to you healthy.”
My parents’ support was a more solid backing than a billion dollars. I spent a happy Sunday acting spoiled in front of my parents.
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[Yoon Joo-won: I’ll go tonight.]
[Kids are camped out in front of the convenience store ㅠㅠ]
[Yoon Joo-won: Let’s go to a hotel or something. I’ve been horny all day because I miss you.]
[I have an assignment, let’s go on the weekend.]
[Yoon Joo-won: Are you avoiding me again?]
[I’m serious ㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
I sighed, checking the messages I had exchanged with Joo-won last night.
I really didn’t intend to run away from Joo-won, but meeting him without being seen by people from school wasn’t as easy as I thought.
As the weather turned warm and spring-like, the convenience store in front of my studio apartment was crowded with school people drinking under the parasols until dawn, and the situation in front of the main gate where Joo-won lived wasn’t much different.
My studio apartment, being near the school, had only Korea University students as residents. Secretly meeting in our own places wasn’t easy, so we had to go far from school to meet, but with the assignments pouring in right after the midterms, it hadn’t been easy to find time these past few days.
We promised to get out of school on the weekend and set the mood, and to focus on our studies on weekdays.
I headed to the College of Arts building for my “Mass Media and Cultural Phenomena” elective. Walking from the Humanities College building to the College of Arts building right after my major class took well over 15 minutes.
Da-eun, who always sat in the front row of lecture halls, was forced to sit in the very back row for the “Mass Media and Cultural Phenomena” class due to the travel time.
Today, after her major class ended, she hurriedly entered the large lecture hall of the College of Arts, only to find it crowded with students.
The large lecture hall, mainly used for performances or guest lectures, had a structure exactly like a movie theater.
The “Mass Media and Cultural Phenomena” class was a popular course passed down through generations at Korea University, making registration difficult and attracting nearly a hundred students.
Da-eun found the leftmost corner in the very back of the lecture hall and quietly lowered the red folding chair to sit down. As usual, she unfolded the small folding desk attached to the armrest and placed her tablet on it. The lecture hall was so large that she couldn’t even see the right side of the podium well.
The professor entered the large lecture hall, and the lights in the students’ seating area were turned off except for the podium lights to prepare the PowerPoint presentation.
The chattering students gradually quieted down, and as the professor checked the microphone, a large man signaled that he needed to pass. Da-eun folded her small desk and lifted her legs up close. The male student was so tall that her view was blocked until he sat down, causing her to narrow her brow. As she glared at him, signaling him to hurry, the man took the empty seat to Da-eun’s right. But when she looked at his face, the student next to her was none other than Yoon Joo-won.
“You!”
Da-eun stared at Yoon Joo-won with wide eyes. What in the world was Yoon Joo-won, who didn’t even take the “Mass Media and Cultural Phenomena” class, doing here? He nonchalantly sat down beside her and took off his college jacket.
Da-eun couldn’t bear the whispering and the attention of the people, so she sent a text message to Joo-won sitting next to her.
[Why are you here?]
[Yoon Joo-won: I felt like I was going crazy because I missed you.]
[You have class.]
[Yoon Joo-won: I don’t need to go.]
Da-eun’s heart pounded at Joo-won’s message. At the same time, she was anxious about whether anyone would recognize Joo-won and why he, who didn’t take this class, was here.
But fortunately, the lights were dim due to the PowerPoint presentation, and it was a class of over a hundred people, in the very back corner, so no one seemed to pay any attention to Yoon Joo-won.
As her racing heartbeat gradually calmed down, Joo-won’s hand suddenly slipped under the blanket on Da-eun’s lap.
“……!”
Startled, Da-eun looked at Joo-won sitting on her left, but he calmly stared straight ahead, pretending to listen to the lecture.
Joo-won took Da-eun’s hand. His large hand was warm. When she rustled, trying to pull her hand away, the student sitting in front of Da-eun actually turned their head halfway and glanced at her uncomfortably.
Da-eun bit her lip and held her breath. Then, Joo-won gently tickled her palm with his fingers.
She tried to move her hand this way and that, but his tightly held hand wouldn’t come loose. If she moved any more, the students in front might settle down to watch, so Da-eun held her breath silently with her hand in Joo-won’s.
[Yoon Joo-won: Let’s just hold hands for an hour.]
Da-eun turned her head slightly and nodded. Joo-won’s gaze towards her flickered intensely. Her heart dropped with a thud at his alluring expression.
Her heart tingled at the warm, large touch of Joo-won’s hand. Since she was sitting in the very back anyway, she couldn’t really concentrate on the lecture. Was it okay to feel this excited during class? Every time Joo-won slightly moved his interlocked hand, a thrilling sensation spread through her fingers.
What was it about just holding hands?
Even after doing more scandalous things, just holding hands felt good. She wished the class wouldn’t end. In the darkness, other people gradually faded away, and it felt as if only Yoon Joo-won and herself filled the large lecture hall with a hundred or so people.
Just as she was quietly feeling her pounding heart,
Joo-won placed his college jacket on Da-eun’s lap and boldly slipped his hand between her legs.
“……!”
She had wondered why he was wearing such a thick college jacket in the warm spring weather, but it was as if he had planned it all along, slowly, little by little, lifting her skirt.
Da-eun tightly grabbed her skirt with her hand, but she couldn’t overcome Joo-won’s hand, which had already firmly settled inside her thighs.
Da-eun glared at Joo-won with wide eyes, silently cursing him, but he didn’t even look at her face.
His subtly raised lip corner was just infuriating.
If she reacted more intensely, the student in front might look back again, so Da-eun kept Joo-won’s hand under her skirt and quietly stared straight ahead.
Thrum.
Amidst her confusion, Da-eun’s phone vibrated. Checking the screen, it was a message from Joo-won sitting right next to her.
[Yoon Joo-won: Spread your legs.]
Da-eun glared at him and tightened her thighs. But Joo-won’s hand easily invaded between her legs and was already caressing the center of her panties.
The moment his touch landed, the strength left her toes. She instinctively felt a languid moan about to escape her lips, so Da-eun bit her lip tightly.
[Yoon Joo-won: Relax.]
Messages arrived from Joo-won in quick succession. He wrote with his right hand while skillfully caressing Da-eun’s center with his left.
It was the first time Da-eun realized that Yoon Joo-won was ambidextrous.
[Yoon Joo-won: Relax your pussy before I forcefully shove my fingers in.]
Da-eun still stiffened her groin. If she spread her legs, she felt like she would be helplessly subjected to his touch.
Da-eun swallowed her strange breath with difficulty and replied to Joo-won sitting next to her.
[Are you crazy?]
[Yoon Joo-won: Don’t worry. I washed my hands five times.]
At Da-eun’s question of whether he was crazy, Joo-won, absurdly, reassured her that his hands were clean. That wasn’t what she meant.
Joo-won’s large fingers boldly swept up and down Da-eun’s panties. His gaze was fixed on the professor standing at the podium, but his mind was entirely focused on her genitals.
Under the college jacket covering her legs, she pinched and hit Joo-won’s hand, but he only poked her clit every time she did.
“Hee.”
Da-eun held her breath at Joo-won’s touch that rubbed her peak. Then, another message arrived on her phone.
[Yoon Joo-won: Only let me hear those sexy sounds.]
Da-eun put her phone on silent and gave up on pinching his hand. As Da-eun obediently let Joo-won’s hand be, his touch became increasingly busy.
His hand, which had been caressing the center of her panties, finally pushed the panties aside and stroked her vulva.
Ah...
Swallowing the moans that escaped, she squeezed her eyes shut. She held her breath, but she couldn’t hold back the fluids that flowed out.
Joo-won, who had taken his hand out from between Da-eun’s legs, brazenly showed her his hand glistening with her fluids in front of her eyes. Then, as if it wasn’t dirty at all, he licked his hand and sucked on the fluids on his fingers.
Da-eun looked around in surprise, worried that someone might see, but fortunately, the students in the darkness weren’t paying attention to the corner seats.
[Yoon Joo-won: Your pussy juice is so delicious.]
Da-eun bit her lip and raised her body. She intended to leave her belongings and escape even for a moment, but as if seeing through her shallow plan, Joo-won reached out and grabbed Da-eun’s waist.
No one noticed how busy things were under the college jacket on her lap, but cold sweat ran down her back.
Worried that making a big movement might catch the professor’s eye, she held her breath again.
[Yoon Joo-won: Relax your pussy. That’s how it’ll end quickly.]
[You’re not planning on doing this for a whole hour, are you?]
[Yoon Joo-won: I’ll let you finish after you have one orgasm.]
Da-eun glanced at Joo-won. Joo-won, who met her gaze, briefly smiled.
[Yoon Joo-won: So open your pussy if you want to finish quickly.]
That sly bastard.
Thinking that if she reached orgasm quickly, Joo-won would stop this lewd act, Da-eun obediently spread her legs.
Then, Joo-won chuckled softly to himself and slid his hand into her panties.
Hee, euup.
Da-eun swallowed the moans that leaked from her lips, repeating to herself that she absolutely couldn’t make any sound as she leaned back in her chair and relaxed.
[Yoon Joo-won: Your expression is so damn sexy.]
[Yoon Joo-won: Is your pussy as open as your lips look?]
[Yoon Joo-won: I want to suck your lips first, then your pussy.]
[Yoon Joo-won: Try biting my finger with your pussy.]
[Yoon Joo-won: Are you still using contraception?]
Da-eun put down her phone and looked at Joo-won.
She mouthed “crazy bastard,” and he smiled and mouthed back, “I want to cum inside you.”
It seemed like his mischievous dirty talk was making her even more aroused, so Da-eun gave up on talking to him and closed her eyes.
Then, as if he had made up his mind, Joo-won began to move his fingers back and forth inside her.
A strange, tingling sensation started to spread from between her legs. Her heart pounded, and her cheeks grew hot.
Her face twitched involuntarily. Watching Da-eun’s expression, Joo-won seemed amused and moved his fingers even faster.
Squish, squish.
A suggestive sound echoed in her ears. Her already damp lower area was now soaked with frothy fluids.
Da-eun’s eyes snapped open, wondering if this sound was audible to others or only to her own ears. Fortunately, as the PowerPoint lecture dragged on, the students in the darkness were making their own rustling noises, and they didn’t seem to hear Da-eun’s intimate situation.
[Yoon Joo-won: Your pussy is getting tighter and tighter.]
[Yoon Joo-won: It’s hot and slippery. I think I’m going to cum.]
Da-eun sat on the blanket she had spread out to avoid wetting the chair. Joo-won chuckled and suddenly stirred her hard spot rapidly.
“Heup.”
The moment he strongly rubbed the round area at the front of her vulva, Da-eun tilted her head back and covered her mouth.
Her throbbing vaginal walls clamped down on Joo-won’s fingers inside her. Her heart felt like it would stop at the involuntary contractions and relaxations.
Reaching orgasm while listening to a lecture.
Lost in the pleasure that was doubled by her embarrassment, she twisted her body.
Only then did Joo-won pull his fingers out of Da-eun’s vulva. He nonchalantly sucked on his fingers and then sent her another message.
[Yoon Joo-won: I want to drag you to my place, lock you up, and fuck you.]
Da-eun fell into another deep orgasm at his message.
Who exactly was the Yoon Joo-won that Da-eun thought she knew? This new side of him, the tantalizing sensation of just his fingers, made her body burn.
Being next to him but unable to even lift a finger was driving her crazy. She wanted him to kiss her lips, her breasts, her still-pulsating lower area.
And with his thick manhood...
Just as Yoon Joo-won had said, she wanted to be dragged to his place, locked up, and fucked.
Joo-won gently stroked Da-eun’s back as she curled up, suppressing her moans of orgasm.
[Yoon Joo-won: See you on the weekend.]
And Joo-won quietly gathered his college jacket and disappeared. Da-eun kept her eyes closed for a long time, calming her breathing. She finished her erotic fantasy with the professor lecturing in front of her.
As soon as the class ended and the lights in the lecture hall came on, Da-eun fled the room as if running away. She still couldn’t believe the scandalous things she had done at school.
With an unbearable urge to pee, she ran straight to the restroom. Her panties were so wet that she was embarrassed to keep wearing them.
She regretted Yoon Joo-won’s disappearance. She wanted to roll around in bed with him right now, but another class was already approaching.
Torn between reason and instinct, Da-eun clutched her head. It seemed that it wasn’t Yoon Joo-won who had changed with just one sexual encounter, but Hwang Da-eun herself. The natural monument that had been sealed for 23 years had evolved lewdly.
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Returning home, Joo-won grabbed his cock without even showering.
He sucked and licked the fingers that smelled of Da-eun, and even after cumming profusely, his arousal didn’t subside.
This wasn’t what he had intended.
His feelings for Hwang Da-eun hadn’t been this dirty.
His pure first love had evolved into blatant lust after three years.
He had given up on Hwang Da-eun, not wanting to get caught up in a messy love triangle. At twenty, that was all his feeling was, but now it was different.
His ripened body had already tasted her. Even if it was dismissed as youthful lust, he liked Hwang Da-eun so much that he was willing to get involved in a love triangle.
He liked Da-eun’s lips. He wanted to bite her red and adorable lips. Hwang Da-eun, with a pale face that looked like she would collapse at any moment, but with lips as red as blood.
He liked Da-eun’s breasts. Hwang Da-eun’s full breasts, too big to hold in one hand. If he could bury his face in her chest and fall asleep, it would be sweeter than any dessert in the world.
He liked Da-eun’s pussy. Hot, narrow, and chewy flesh. There was nothing in this world that made him happier than the moment he was inside her. Even though he had only been intimate with Da-eun twice, he could say without hesitation that the greatest joy in his life had been the moment he entered her body.
However, it wasn’t just Hwang Da-eun’s body that he liked. Holding her reminded twenty-year-old Yoon Joo-won of the reasons why he had fallen for Hwang Da-eun in the first place.
Her small body that evoked a sense of protection, the sparkle in her eyes as she sat in the front row of the lecture hall, her charmingness that sometimes made people lose their minds with her cuteness and sometimes with her quirkiness.
Joo-won had once been tormented when he heard the rumor that Da-eun had confessed to Kim Se-joon. He might have drunk alcohol, and he might have secretly shed tears while drunk. He had regretted coming to Korea University, where his mother worked, like crazy. Perhaps if his mother hadn’t been around, Joo-won might have had a full-blown love triangle fight by Da-eun’s side.
But if he hadn’t come to Korea University, he wouldn’t have been able to meet Da-eun in the first place. Perhaps it was fate that they had grown closer over time.
And now, his connection with Da-eun had finally been made. And this time, he didn’t want to give up on Da-eun.
Even after hearing from under the bed that Da-eun had no intention of dating him, he didn’t feel miserable.
Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was fortunate. He was relieved that it was himself, not Kim Se-joon, who had taken Da-eun home that night. He was glad that he, not Kim Se-joon who was lingering around Da-eun looking for a chance, had had a one-night stand with Da-eun.
A sex partner wasn’t in line with Joo-won’s personality. He had obediently given up on Da-eun because his and his mother’s living areas overlapped, but if he had really wanted to, he could have easily met women outside of school.
For some reason, he disliked casual encounters. His brief, lighthearted interactions with Da-eun were merely a prelude to a serious relationship.
Whether it was physical or emotional intimacy, being together was what mattered for now. Turning physical attraction into emotional connection was Joo-won’s task.
While he was mulling over his thoughts about Da-eun, a text message arrived from her with a photo.
Looking at the picture of a pill and a glass of water, he wondered what kind of health supplement she was taking today, but then her explanation followed.
[Da-eun: I took a birth control pill.]
“Ha, shit.”
Joo-won frowned at Da-eun’s message. When he had asked her in the lecture hall earlier if she was on birth control, it was just dirty talk to fuel his arousal, but he hadn’t expected her to actually take a pill.
He felt worried about her taking a hormone drug that wasn’t good for her body, yet he was also dumbfounded by his lower body’s reaction to just a picture of a pill.
Joo-won immediately called Da-eun. Her pleasant, delicate voice came through the receiver.
-I took my pill, so look forward to the weekend. You can cum inside me as much as you want.
At Da-eun’s unexpected dirty talk, a wave of arousal hit his lower body like a reflex, but worry outweighed the excitement.
“Who told you to take such a thing? You’re not even in good health. I’ll take care of contraception, so don’t ever take it again.”
Da-eun started laughing at Joo-won’s worried words. Her reaction baffled him, and Joo-won started nagging again.
“I’m not kidding. Do you want to collapse again and be taken away in an ambulance?”
-Who gets taken away in an ambulance for taking birth control? It’s not a bad drug for my body.
“Artificially controlling your hormones can’t be good for you! Don’t worry. I won’t do it without a condom.”
-It felt so good without a condom though. I could feel everything. Your skin against mine. I could feel all your cum... even the throbbing when you came.
“Ha, fuck...”
His cock throbbed at Da-eun’s direct words. Even after masturbating alone while smelling his fingers that carried her scent, just her words made him feel like he was about to cum again.
-Why are you swearing?
“Just hearing your voice makes me feel like I’m going to cum.”
-We agreed to see each other on the weekend, why do you keep doing this?
“I keep doing this because we agreed to see each other on the weekend. I want to see you every day.”
-Really?
“Yeah.”
The two didn’t hang up until their phones felt hot. Their dirty talk towards each other had naturally evolved into everyday conversation, and by the time they hung up, it felt like they had become a normal couple.
After hanging up for Da-eun, who had a class at 9 am, Joo-won collapsed onto his bed.
The smile that spread across his lips didn’t disappear until he fell asleep.
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