Yeonju led me through several alleyways before stopping in front of a studio apartment and entering the passcode.
This was a neighborhood of one-room apartments near the school I used to attend. I knew a few of my former classmates lived around here...
"Come in."
As I stepped inside Yeonju's place, the interior was cozy and tidy.
No—not just tidy. It was practically barren.
Once inside, Yeonju spun around and looked at me.
"Should we shower together?"
She gathered her hair into a round bun as she spoke.
I wasn't sure why I had followed her here without suspicion.
This could be a trap. For all I knew, she might have some kind of skill. Yet here I was, trailing after her like an idiot. Normally, I'd never do something like this.
This was all because of that bitch Minji.
Instead of answering, I undressed Yeonju.
She was only wearing a single dress-like garment, so she was naked in an instant.
Her body was well-proportioned—not mind-blowing, but not lacking in any way either.
I could see traces of my cum trickling down the inside of her thighs.
The sight was so stimulating that my lower half tensed up immediately.
Yeonju began undressing me, one piece at a time.
This was the first time a woman had undressed me, and I couldn't shake the awkwardness.
Honestly, I didn't get it.
Why was she doing this?
Men enjoy undressing women, but there's nothing particularly exciting about a woman undressing a man.
Once we were both naked, we stepped into the bathroom.
While waiting for the water to warm up, Yeonju gently stroked my erect dick.
The touch of her soft hand made my member swell even more.
Seeing my reaction, Yeonju smirked before rinsing my dick with the showerhead and then taking it into her mouth.
I gasped.
"Hahhk."
As if my reaction was expected, she skillfully swirled her tongue around my shaft.
It felt like I was discovering a whole new world.
The way she sucked—adjusting the pressure of her lips, tongue, and mouth—was anything but ordinary.
I'd only had this done to me twice before, but to me, she seemed like a professional... no, a master. If there was an artisan in this field, it had to be her.
Just as the pleasure was building, Yeonju suddenly pulled away.
The abrupt loss of stimulation left me disappointed.
She grabbed what looked like oil, coated her hands, and began stroking me.
Ah, why not just keep using your mouth...
But then she ducked her head under my dick and started sucking on my balls.
My legs nearly gave out.
The pleasure was unlike anything I'd ever felt—paired with the anxiety of entrusting the most vulnerable part of my body to her, it was enough to make my head explode.
As if she knew, Yeonju licked, sucked, and lightly nibbled on my balls before taking one entirely into her mouth, rolling it around gently.
All the while, her tongue traced the wrinkles of my scrotum, and her hand stroked my shaft.
"Ngghh."
When I felt like I was about to cum, Yeonju sealed the tip of my dick with her mouth.
She didn't stop moving her hand, and I came explosively inside her.
She spat my cum neatly into her palm before rinsing it off under the shower.
"Hehe. Did that feel good?"
Standing up and pressing close, her whisper was bewitching and alluring.
She was so mesmerizing I could believe she was a succubus.
She rinsed my body carefully with the showerhead, washing every inch of me while I just stood there.
After soaping herself up, she turned and pressed against me.
Her ass rubbed against my dick as she guided my hands to her boobs.
The slippery sensation of her skin against mine was intensely stimulating.
The frustration of not being able to fully grasp her boobs only heightened the excitement.
Still grinding against me, she rinsed off under the shower before leading me out of the bathroom.
Yeonju dried me off thoroughly with a towel before speaking.
"Lie down."
I felt like an obedient child.
Despite being older—she looked to be in her early twenties at most—this situation wasn't bad.
Though I was dry, my skin still felt slightly damp.
Seeming to know this, she climbed on top of me without rubbing against me and kissed me.
Her tongue aggressively explored my mouth, leaving mine scrambling to keep up.
As our tongues tangled, my eyes closed on their own.
My hands wandered from her back to her waist, then down to her ass.
Groping her plump cheeks, my fingers accidentally brushed against her pussy.
"Mmmn."
Her moan against my lips was unbearably erotic.
The electric sensation made my dick twitch in response.
Fuck… Am I gonna be okay today? I can take stamina potions to keep going, but I'm not sure I'll have any cum left.
I almost regretted wasting a load on that bitch Minji earlier.
Yeonju gripped my dick as we kissed.
My shaft throbbed excitedly in her delicate hand.
Noticing this, she slowly broke the kiss and whispered sweetly into my ear.
"Can't hold back?"
Instead of answering, I squeezed her ass tightly.
She sat up on my stomach, letting her tied-up hair cascade down, releasing a sweet fragrance.
Damn… Why do women smell so good?
Grabbing my stiff dick, Yeonju pressed it against her glistening entrance before slowly lowering herself onto it.
"Ah-haaah…"
Her moan as she took me all the way in was unbelievably hot.
No—hot wasn't enough.
It was obscene. Beautiful.
She placed her hands on my lower stomach and began rocking her hips.
Her boobs bounced with every movement.
I gripped her slender waist, matching her rhythm and adding my own thrusts.
Her movements grew more intense, and the pleasure multiplied.
Our physical union was now matched by a mental one.
We adjusted our pace subtly, chasing each other's climax in a delicate yet frenzied dance.
"Ahh—haah, yes—you—you feel so good—so good—"
Her moans were so stimulating it felt like my brain cells were frying.
My vision flashed white as something inside me snapped.
"Ngh—I'm coming."
After draining myself so much recently, I could feel my reserves running dry, but the pressure built regardless.
Hearing me, Yeonju moved even faster.
Splurt. Splurt.
"Ah—ahh!"
As I came, she collapsed onto my chest.
She must have climaxed too, twitching in my arms as an overwhelming wave of satisfaction washed over me.
The orgasm lasted only seconds, but the mental fulfillment lingered.
Truly satisfying sex.
The kind you remember for years—decades, even.
As she lay in my arms, savoring the afterglow, I stroked the back of her neck.
My hands traced her back, shoulder blades, the dip of her spine, and her ass before returning upward.
Her sides, her pressed boobs, her arms, and her fingers.
I stretched out my left arm and pulled her into my side.
Like lovers, she rested her head on my arm as I gently kneaded her breast.
"What's your name?"
Yeonju propped herself up on an elbow and looked at me.
"Kwon Seongcheol."
"How old?"
"Why?"
"Just curious. Do I need a reason?"
"Twenty-four."
"Hmm. Younger than I thought."
"Meaning I look worn out?"
"No, just that you seem reliable."
She laughed, running her fingers along my rough jawline.
The sight of her like this made my heart flutter.
"And you?"
"Me what?"
"How old are you?"
"How old do I look?"
"Nineteen?"
"Aw, our Seongcheol has a good eye, huh?"
She licked my lips playfully.
"How old do you think?"
"Twenty-two?"
"Close. But I like that you guessed young."
Her fingertips trailed down my chest teasingly.
Past my stomach, circling my navel, then tapping lightly on my dick.
"Oof. Dead already? What a shame."
"Why? Wanna revive it?"
"After three rounds already? Think you can?"
"A potion would do it."
"Wow. Seongcheol must be loaded if he's using potions for this."
Her tone suggested she wasn't actually interested in my money or possessions.
Her way of speaking avoided provoking any discomfort.
From her name, her skill in bed, and the way she talked, I could roughly guess what she did for a living.
I spoke up.
"Want to live with me?"
Rather than struggling to tame that bitch Minji, being with a woman like this would be far happier.
Thinking that, I laughed inwardly.
Happiness? Since when did I start entertaining such luxurious thoughts?
"Hmm, our Seongcheol must not come to places like this often, huh?"
She smiled lightly before continuing.
"I'll tell you this because you seem like a good guy. Don't fall for a prostitute's act. I'm not that nice of a person."
"I don't care about that."
"Don't say things like that. Let's just have sex. It's rare to find a man as solid and fun as you."
She stroked my dick teasingly.
Though exhausted, my dick stirred weakly under her touch.
I immediately opened the shop menu and bought a Small Recovery Potion.
Downing it in one go, I lifted Yeonju and laid her on the bed.
"Kyah!"
She let out a playful shriek as she landed.
Looking up at me, she spread her arms and said,
"Hold me."
The sight was so endearing that I immediately embraced her.
I lost count of how many times we went at it that night.
In the end, I drank another stamina potion and fucked her like an animal until dawn.
When I woke up, she was still asleep, looking like she'd passed out.
Her naked body shimmered under the morning sunlight.
I had meant what I said to her earlier.
A woman like her was far better than a bitch like Minji.
But she had gently refused.
Why? It wasn't like she enjoyed this kind of life.
Did she think I was just pitying her?
I dressed quietly, careful not to wake her.
Then I opened the shop and bought a stack of canned food.
Worried the clattering might wake her, I stacked them carefully like a tower.
Canned goods worked as both food and currency, so this should be enough.
She probably wouldn't like it, but this was how I wanted to do things.
Even if she thought it was cheap pity, I didn't care. I'd do what I wanted.
With that thought, I quietly left Yeonju's apartment.