Control

You’re slowly but surely shifting your shaft into Jiheon’s entrance, one hand on each side of her waist in this missionary position. But your first thought?

Damn. This share house is so much nicer than your and Joon’s apartment.

Though your side of the apartment is looking much less dusty these days, it seems that every room in this girls-only residence is straight out of an interior design magazine. Greenery much more than just green, meticulously chosen paintings to complement the pastel walls, and most importantly, cleanliness of which you can only dream. Especially Jiheon’s room.

Outside, the smell of rain would bounce off trees and grass, the well thought-out plot of land having a surprising amount of greenery while being close to the campus. Moisture laden air keeps the September clammy warm.

Inside smells of sweat; even this unhurried rhythm is heated by the closeness of two bodies.

You can’t control the outside forces, from the weather to the other habitants of this share house. Your world isn’t the whole world, can’t ever be. You can only control what’s internal. If you do nothing about it—react as opposed to act—then you’re no different from the Joons of the world. So change what counts as internal to you.

For example, Joon’s sister. Physically, you’re as internal as another person can get, the grip of Jiheon’s cunt leaving no room for freedom. Nothing is being as internalized as much as your cock, every pull of your hips backward reluctant as her slick lush walls swaddle you, stretching around you in their urgency.

Maybe last year, you thought your grades were a force of nature, down to luck. The professors you had, the lecture times you got, the groupmates you were assigned in projects. And maybe last year, the sort of people you met were a dice roll; the friends you made were flaky or boring, and the girls you hooked up with were varying degrees of sane. So maybe last year, your life could’ve taken a sharp turn Joonward into mediocrity.

Certainly last year, you were not this introspective.

If you had to be honest—no, you have to be; you’re already dishonest enough with others—then you were already feeling stagnation with Chaeyoung. Was Joon rubbing off on his own girlfriend? Or was it just greed on your end? Either way, though you still have sporadic quickies with Chaeyoung here and there, the time spent doesn’t compare with Jiheon. Even sliding your dick into the laziest Jiheon is sublime.

Jiheon’s fatigue is from the long night of fucking: her eyes are low, her expression placid, and her moans are quieter than usual. She lays on her back while you’re holding yourself above her, and your cock pistons in and out at a lazy pace. It was either that or nothing, and neither of you could help but have a quick round in the morning, especially after your morning wood pressed against her body from behind.

Once Jiheon wraps her arms around your neck, she pulls you closer. You pepper kisses on her neck while your hands freely roam her body from her toned tummy to her perky tits. She giggles lightly from the ticklish sensations before exhaling deeply.

“Oppa, fuck me harder.”

Oblige her request and put more power into your hips. Jiheon squirms under you, and her hot grip on your cock grows even tighter. She softly gasps with your intensifying thrusts, the sensation of perfervid heat in her body building up much quicker.

Unfortunately, you have no control over all circumstances. Your intimate bubble is popped by an alarm. In surprise, you pause for a second, but you roll your eyes and continue fucking the girl, deeming it unimportant.

However, it isn’t unimportant for Jiheon. Her eyes grow wide as she reaches for her phone on the nightstand. That’s her alarm for school. Usually, it doesn’t go off for her; she should already be out the door by now. After she dismisses the alarm, Jiheon wiggles herself off you. You try to prevent that, holding her body tightly while you continue your ministrations on her neck.

“Mmm, I have to go, ugh, go to class, dumbass.”

“Your classes won’t start until three hours later. You have plenty of time.”

Her body freezes as she ponders her options, and you take advantage of her hesitation. Grind against her while your length is hilt deep. Your kisses grow stronger. You know she’s succumbing, her thoughts interrupted, when she lets your mouth’s suction last long enough to leave a mark.

You flip your bodies around, and Jiheon pushes against your chest. Your positions switch and this time, she’s in control.

“Alright, you can just get off my dick and leave.”

It’s a gamble—luckily, you’ve already loaded the dice.

Jiheon’s conflict is painted on her face. You can practically see the gears turning in her head, the calculations of how long it’ll take for her to get into class, yet her hips continue to push downward. It’s obvious by now that she’s dependent on the way your cock rakes against her walls. Jiheon could just grind in short bursts, focus on clenching around your sensitive tip, but instead, she plants herself all the way down your length. When she feels you hit that deep, the conflicted expression vanishes in lieu of eye-tightening lust.

“I need to pack, I need to recite past notes, and I need, I need to… I need to cum.”

Her decision has been made: she has given in to lust. Jiheon supports herself on your chest and intensifies her movements. You help her out by holding her hips and guiding her as well as adding the occasionally upward thrust.

Her focus shifts away from her class to your thick shaft stretching her insides. She continuously clenches around you and her body shivers under extreme pleasure, unable to stay upright for much longer.

Jiheon lets out a sharp gasp as you hit her G-spot, and she shifts to ensure your dick keeps hitting the same area. One or two more times later, she finally reaches the peak she’s been craving for.

Leaving your cock stuffed in her, Jiheon clenches around you tightly and cums. She looks so adorable as her eyes close, her head twists and turns, and all her muscles tense in waves. When she opens her eyes, a blush on her face grows at your gaze, and the embarrassment only makes you want to savor her orgasm more; her insides massaging your dick in tightness doesn’t help either.

You hold her limp body upright as she gasps for air. The sensitivity is less of an issue for her compared to the first time. She doesn’t peel herself off—in fact, as she recovers, her hips begin grinding against you once again.

“Jiheon,” you say between short gasps, your brain firing on all cylinders, “I need to cum too.”

“Just… Okay, okay, I’ll swallow it, that’ll be cleaner anyway.”

Jiheon has certainly gotten much more used to the taste of semen after enough sessions with you. Even if she got caught up in the heat of the moment and liked it more than expected the first time, it still wasn’t a regular thing for Jiheon until recently. She would spit it out into the garbage or onto a tissue; on other occasions, she would take the cumshot on her ass or face then clean it off in the shower. Sometimes, she would even just ignore your climax if she had somewhere else to be. But right now, Jiheon is slowing down her movement on your cock, her eyes enthralled by your throbbing ballsack and her mouth watering.

She hops off your dick, not without a final squeeze of your cock, and lays prone between your spread legs. She peels off the condom and drops it by the bedside. A switch flips within Jiheon and she looks more enthusiastic than she sounded earlier.

With sultry eyes, Jiheon slowly sinks her mouth onto your cock. Practice makes perfect, and she is just as diligent sucking your dick as she is with school. She maintains eye contact throughout as she goes lower and lower.

A rush of pleasure surges up your spine, and you instinctively push her head down your shaft. It hits the back of her throat and catches her off guard, causing her to gag and come off you. Both stunned and curious at the sensation, she strokes you while contemplating what to do next.

You exclaim, “Shit! Sor—”

But without hesitation, Jiheon is back down on you again, slobbering all over your cock. Every few sucks, she attempts to push past her throat barrier, but to no avail, so you hold her on both sides of her head and coax her down.

“That’s it, Jiheon. Fuck, your mouth feels so good.”

She looks at you with doe eyes, her mouth working faster and faster as her impatience grows. Jiheon reaches up to fondle your twitchy balls to extract your load even sooner.

The pressure in your loins suddenly reaches a new height. Your eyes shut and your head leans back and onto the pillow. The dam in your lower body breaks as waves of cum are shot into Jiheon’s waiting mouth. She gets caught off guard by your orgasm and she tries her best to gulp them all down but to no avail.

As your orgasm ends, your semi-hard dick leaves the warmth of her mouth. Some cum seeps out the sides of her mouth and drips down her chin. Holding your flaccid length, she scoops up the small drops of white on her face and staring right into your eyes, she laps them off and leaves her tongue stuck out. Seconds later, she swallows the cum before licking your cock clean.

Once Jiheon is done, you pull her up and she snuggles into your body. The two of you remain laying on the bed for a few minutes to recover from the intense morning session.

“Isn’t this better than sitting all alone in the lecture hall, waiting for class to start?”

“N-no.” Jiheon sighs, smiling to herself. “You know, Oppa, you’ve really changed.”

You lie there in silence, in thought. Have you? You’re still the same philanderer you’ve always… ahh. That’s something only you know.

“Not even a ‘Thank you’?” Pouting, Jiheon turns around and hits your chest lightly. “Whatever. Now I need to rush to class.”

While you’re still reflecting on yourself, she leaps out of bed and makes a dash to the shower while you choose to join her minutes later. You note the hot steam fogging up the small space as you enter the shower. Jiheon yelps in surprise and she instinctively tries to cover herself up. It’s not like you’ve never seen her bare body before, or touched it, or been inside it.

“Y-you jerk. What are you doing here?”

You chuckle, shaking your head. “I need to wash up too, you know.”

“Fine. Just don’t do anything filthy or I’ll kick you out butt naked.”