Dick.
Dick's killing me…
"Ughhh…"
Second round done, and now a third? Feels like it's gonna explode.
It's standing, but it's so stiff it hurts. One more thrust, and I'm getting fucking friction burns, damn.
With Juha, we took breaks, paced it out.
Yoo In-ha's just like, "Hurry up and finish," no recharge time. I'm gonna die…
"Why?"
"D-Dick hurts…"
"…"
Yoo In-ha turns her head, letting out a sigh.
This fucking bitch.
Does she know how brutal three rounds back-to-back is? Evil ass!
"Take a break then."
"Yeah…"
Take a break? Should've been a damn given.
She's just lying there taking it, so she doesn't get it!
Or… maybe it's not easy for her either. Her downstairs might be on fire too…
"Ughh…"
My poor dick.
Grabbing it, I weakly pull my boxers back on.
Gotta keep it warm…
"Hah…"
Yoo In-ha's sprawled out, head lolling to the side.
Looking drained. That position earlier seemed rough on her.
"Water…"
Need water.
Throat's dry as fuck. And I'm wiped. Need sugar, stat…
*Click.*
Fuck. Booze stench.
Open the fridge, and it's a wave of soju and whiskey fumes.
Now the fridge just smells like a bar…
Holding my nose, I grab a water bottle. Chocolate bar too. Yo, chocolate.
"Nghhh…"
Arms are jelly.
Shaking like crazy, I chug the water.
Should I get some for Yoo In-ha? Just leave it by her.
*Nom nom.*
Chocolate's sweet as hell.
Whose is this, though? Hope I don't get choked out for eating it. Creepy vibes…
"Water's by you…"
Set a cup and a chocolate bar for Yoo In-ha on the side, sneaky-like.
Chocolate accomplice plan. Probably Juha's, but if we both eat, I'm safe, right?
"Hngh…"
Yoo In-ha lets out a deflated noise.
Is that a laugh or a cry, fuck?
She rolls over, staring at the ceiling. Her eyes glint weirdly. Scary as shit.
"Huhuhu…"
What's with her all of a sudden?
Her creepy laugh cuts off.
Fuck, like a horror movie. Possessed virgin ghost vibes.
"Hah…"
Sighing hard, Yoo In-ha shakily gets up.
"Water."
"H-Here."
It's right next to you, damn.
Hand her the cup, and she chugs it, letting out a satisfied *khh*.
Looking refreshed, she rips open the chocolate bar.
*Chomp chomp.*
"One more to go, right?"
"Yeah."
"Pfft…"
Why's she laughing again?
Her unhinged chuckle stops dead.
Her face's getting meaner. Touch her, and my dick's getting ripped off.
"Hah…"
Finishing the chocolate, Yoo In-ha flops back down.
I lean on the couch, catching my breath.
Legs hurt. Old soccer injury's acting up. Groaning, went too hard…
"Fuck!"
What now?
Yoo In-ha, out of nowhere, grabs her calf, rolling on the floor.
What the hell?
"Ow, leg! Leg, leg! Cramp, fuck—!"
Goddamn, she's a mess.
Holding her leg up, she's thrashing like a maniac.
"Argh, aaagh!"
Whoa.
Can see her calf twitching, muscles spazzing.
Probably from not moving enough. That stretched-out position earlier didn't help…
No fix for cramps, just wait it out…
"Ughhh…"
She crying?
Holding her leg, Yoo In-ha groans, then freezes.
Phew, it let up?
"Nghhh…"
She's out of it.
Hair dangling, she slumps again.
With that long hair down, she's straight-up ghost vibes…
"W-Wanna rub it?"
"Nah, fuck off."
Once it cramps, it'll keep cramping.
Muttering with a crazed look, she says,
"My fucking life…"
Sounding like some middle-aged auntie.
I pull my legs up, staring at the TV.
The savanna documentary's peaceful, but…
My life's fucked too, damn.
…
Silence hits.
Dark living room.
Stopping mid-action makes reality crash back, hitting hard.
Yoo In-ha's feeling it too, arms dangling limp.
What're we gonna do?
Shouldn't have caused that crash.
And it's *your* crash, so why am I catching this vibe, fuck!
'The savanna's meerkat colony.'
'The meerkats stand in unison, scanning for danger.'
'Incredibly cute.'
Yeah, kinda cute.
Stare blankly at the TV, zoning out.
Yoo In-ha tilts her head back, watching in a weird-ass pose.
Neck not hurting?
---
Feeling recovered.
Not 100%, but good enough…
*Glance.*
Yoo In-ha's propped on her elbow, staring at the TV.
Blank face.
Just watching the meerkats like a zombie.
Hard to bring it up. "Ready for another?" feels awkward.
"What."
Fuck, startled me.
Eyes in the back of her head?
"Think I'm good…"
"Hah…"
She sighs like a damn storm.
I'm the one helping here!
Why's she huffing like that? Wanna snap, but…
I get it, kinda…
*Slide.*
Yoo In-ha slumps to the floor, hugging a pillow.
Curving soft with the pillow… this her hint to keep going?
But why's she still got panties on?
'Hmm…'
Guess I figure it out.
Rub my half-recovered dick, slipping on a condom.
Squirt some lube too. Probably dried up during the break…
'Ngh.'
Panties on, kinda tricky.
Is she saying take 'em off or just pull 'em aside?
Think a sec, then tug her panties to the side.
Lube scent hits, mixed with earlier.
"…"
Spread her a bit, and her hips twitch.
Flinching again.
Crazy how it closes back up after a break.
'Nghhh.'
Warm.
Ease in, and it's hotter than before, wrapping me tight.
Soft, warm grip…
Her body heat's right there.
"Hah…"
Head down, she's clutching the pillow.
Her legs tense up.
'Ughh.'
Feels good, but my dick's still stiff.
Not fully recovered. Might just grind and call it. Don't need to blow, footage should be enough.
Hope so…
*Chug. Chug.*
Slow, steady thrusts, teasing her.
Her head's turned, pretending to watch TV.
"Mmm…"
Soft moan slips out.
Yo, she's feeling it. Slow's doing something.
*Chap. Chap.*
Arms straining, I focus on slow moves.
Teasing the entrance, light and steady.
Then slide deep, smooth.
Even shallow teases pull reactions.
"…"
She drops her head slow.
Think she's close.
Was gonna stop, but I'm getting there too. Cumming might hurt, but it's building…
"Hah…"
Can't help it, my body's leaning down.
Wanna collapse on her.
Stick close and just grind.
Arms shaking, I lean closer to her.
*Chap. Chap.*
Hips hit her ass.
Every touch is soft, electric.
"Eup…"
She's gasping *hup, hup*, sinking into the floor.
*Chap, chap, chap.*
Lewd sounds hit my ears, body sticking closer.
"Hng… hik…"
Coming, it's coming.
Propping on my elbows, I push deep.
*Chuk, chuk.* Fuck, hurts. Cum burns up my shaft, hitting the condom's end.
"—…"
Her hair's trembling, faint vibrations.
Soft, hazy quivers…
"Hah…"
Dick's killing me.
Slump onto her, drained.
She turns her head, breathing soft.
Finally done…
"Hngh…"
Her shampoo scent.
---
"Gonna shower…"
Yoo In-ha stumbles to the bathroom, legs shaking.
Like a newborn calf or some shit.
Why's she wobbling so much?
*Click.*
*Shhh…* Shower's on.
Nghhh. My legs hurt. Dick hurts. Everything hurts. I'm dying…
"Ughhh."
Slump on the couch, curling up.
My dick… it's screaming.
Forced it too much, feels like it's gonna burst.
'The peaceful lake. A family of ducks crosses the water.'
'White ducks are tasty prey for nearby predators.'
Why the fuck am I watching this?
Mash the remote, flip channels.
So much to watch.
Land on a music show. Yo, girl group.
*Tap tap.*
Water shaking off.
Gotta shower after Yoo In-ha.
Warm water, or this pain's sticking around.
*Creak.*
Steam pours out the bathroom door.
Yoo In-ha steps out in a t-shirt and shorts, hand on her hip.
"Hah… fuck…"
Didn't even go *that* hard.
Thinking about it, we're both suffering. This ain't porn, it's a damn battle…
"Hurts like hell…"
I'm hurting too, damn.
Grab my boxers, set them by the bathroom.
Wait for the steam to clear. Like a sauna in there.
"Hah…"
Yoo In-ha shuffles to the couch.
I squat cross-legged below.
Weird silence hangs. Just the pointless girl group survival show in the background.
*Beep beep. Beep beep.*
Yo, Juha.
Door lock's clicking.
Her timing's ghostly, showing up right when we're done.
"Whoa—"
Juha strolls in, casual fit, locking eyes with me.
Her eyes curve into crescents, smirking.
Why's she grinning like that?
"Smells."
Fuck, forgot to air it out.
Sneak to the balcony door and crack it. Was cold, so I closed it…
"Went hard, huh?"
Hard, my ass…
Shrink into the couch corner, sulking.
---
"Ughh."
Shower helped.
Shake off water, step out slow.
See them giggling at the TV. Yoo In-ha's kinda stone-faced, but…
'…'
My Shine Muscat!
Every time I buy it, it vanishes.
Yoo In-ha's probably scarfing it all. Got a Shine Muscat monster in her stomach or what…
"What're you doing? Get over here."
Uh, yeah.
Hang my towel, shuffle to the couch.
No room up top, so I plop down below, hugging my knees.
Some generic variety show's on. Way better than savanna docs.
*Tug.*
Juha's foot lands on my neck.
…Why the foot? She wash it?
Can't help it, I sniff lightly. Yo, why's her foot peach-scented?
"Comfy."
Glad you're comfy.
Sigh softly, leaning on the couch edge.
"Ugh, sleepy…"
"Let's drink."
"Nah, gonna nap."
Yoo In-ha yawns big, stretching her legs.
Juha shifts forward, her leg sliding to my navel.
This some cobra pose? One wrong move, and my neck's snapped…
"Heh heh."
Juha giggles at the TV.
Yoo In-ha's already snoring, sliding deeper into the couch.
Vibe's calming down…
Getting sleepy too.
'Nghhh…'
Nodding off, I lean on Juha's thigh.
Her cool skin scent hits, mixed with faint vape.
'…'
Don't choke me out.
Slip deeper into sleep.
Juha's soft thigh fades from my mind.
Feels… peaceful…