Chapter 20: Drunk Dreaming About My Roommate

Wednesday | November 1st, 2023 | 10:23 PM

"W-What the fuck," I groaned. My body immediately jolted back at her touch, but her hand didn't release its grip. I was able to regain control of my senses and my eyes locked with Nakyung's. Her expression had changed, morphing into that nympho and sadistic grin that I was unfortunately too familiar with.

"Aww, what's wrong?" She whined, squeezing my sack harder and making me flinch. My hands shot to her wrist and tried to pry her off but she held a tight hold.

"W-What the hell are you doing," I stammered.

"Hmm," Nakyung hummed, shrugging. "Training."

I scoffed and pulled harder, only hurting myself in the process, "T-Training? What does that even mean?"

Nakyung giggled, "Remember? I said I was going to help ease you into doing more intense stuff because you were too chicken-shit to fuck with Tzuyu's panties. So here's your training." A vague memory, but it was there, I do remember her saying something like that.

"B-But...right now? Seriously? Are you kidding me," I grunted. I could feel her hand roughly kneading my sack and my mind was racing. How would this even work? This shit didn't feel like training, it felt like someone trying to rip my balls off of my crotch.

"I'm not," she chuckled. She pulled back her hand and let go of my crotch. I let out a small sigh of relief as I watched her take a step back, her eyes locked on me.

"It's not that complicated. Basically, I'm going to make you a proper pervert and a proper criminal. By the time I'm done, you're going to have no problems doing what I say." I stared at her, dumbfounded and unsure of what to say. Was this really happening? Her eyes were filled with lust and mischief. Her hands wrapped around the back of my neck and she stepped closer, her lips inches away from mine. "C'mon, Minjae, what's the worst that can happen?"

I felt her breath on my skin, and my lips quivered. My cock was throbbing painfully in my pants, and her words were going straight to my crotch. I felt the sudden urge to wrap my arms around her and fuck her senseless but she had my brain held captive by her words.

"My kinky freak, you there?" She whispered, her tongue lightly brushing against my bottom lip. "What's it going to be?"

"I-I," I stammered, swallowing hard. My arms were frozen in place, and my mind was screaming to push her away and tell her to leave, but my body wouldn't listen. I felt a sharp pain and her teeth bit down on my bottom lip. She pulled and released, letting out a soft laugh, "Make your choice, my pervert."

"Yes," I finally gave in. Nakyung smiled, giving my lips a peck. She pushed her chest against me and let out a soft, happy sigh, "That's a good boy." Her head leaned in and her tongue glided up the length of my neck and stopped at my earlobe.

"Is that pretty roommate of yours home?" she asked, her hot breath tickling my skin.

"Seulgi's out with her boyfriend tonight," I replied, a shiver running down my spine.

"Oh? Good. We have the entire place to ourselves," she said. I could hear her excitement growing in her voice, "Now, you just listen and do as I say. Okay?"

I nodded and felt her hand slide down my body and rest on my crotch, cupping it gently, "Mmm, looks like someone's excited." A part of me was anticipating the sudden squeeze, and good thing too, because it happened. Her grip was a little stronger this time and a gasp escaped my lips, but at least I was ready for it.

"Alright, come, follow me, perv," she teased. Her hand moved to the waistband of my shorts and hooked a finger under the band. With a light tug, she pulled me off of the counter and led me into the living room, the both of us wobbling and tripping over our feet. Just as I thought we were about to fall onto the couch, she redirected me towards Seulgi's bedroom door.

"Wait, wait," I muttered, stumbling forward and crashing into the door. Nakyung didn't listen and opened the door without warning, sending me tumbling in. My face kissed the ground and I found myself face-down on Seulgi's soft rug that sat behind her door. My eyes started to close slowly. I couldn't lift myself off the ground easily, my head felt so heavy and all I wanted to do was fall asleep.

"C'mon, up you go," Nakyung huffed. She grabbed a fistful of the collar of my shirt and pulled. I was forced to pick myself up to avoid choking on my own shirt, but as soon as I stood up, the dizziness hit me like a brick wall.

"Fucking hell," I groaned. The room was spinning, and the floor was starting to shift. Before I could fall over again, a pair of hands grabbed onto my arms and shoved me backwards. I fell and met the softness of Seulgi's bed, a sigh escaping my lips as my body sunk into the mattress.

Despite having the same exact bed, Seulgi's just felt better than mine. Her covers were so soft and it had that girly scent that you could just sleep with forever. The last thing I wanted was for the scent to get replaced by my sweaty, alcoholic body.

I was still a little disoriented, and my vision was still a little blurred, but I could still see Nakyung standing at the edge of the bed, staring down at me. Her lips were curved into a wide grin, and she looked like a wolf ready to devour its prey. She seemed to hold herself back from doing so though, and she took a step back, circling around the edge of Seulgi's bed. Even with the limited vision I had, I could see that she went straight for the dirty hamper of clothes that I myself had dug through some time ago.

It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for either. She pulled out a pair of pink panties with a frilly lace trimming the waistband. She brought them up to her nose and sniffed them, her eyes fluttering and a sigh escaping her lips, "God, it's been awhile."

I was still a little tipsy, so my mouth moved before my brain could filter my words, "You're so fucked up."

Nakyung looked over at me and grinned, her fingers tracing the fabric of the panties, "Yeah, but you're right there with me." She came back around and stood in front of me, moving herself in between my legs as they hung off the bed. Her eyes studied me closely, and then she leaned forward, her fingers gripping onto the waistband of my shorts.

"Ready?" She asked, a teasing grin on her face. She didn't wait for a reply, and I felt her aggressively pull on my shorts. I lifted myself slightly and tried my best to assist her. Soon enough, both my boxers and shorts were on Seulgi's floor and my bare ass was kissing her sheets.

With my lower half naked, she climbed up onto the bed and straddled my stomach. She turned her body around so all I could see was her back. The sudden feeling of her fingers wrapped around my cock made me shudder and let out a groan. I could barely make out her words as she leaned her head back, giggling softly.

"Wow, you're such a horny freak. Already leaking cum. Must be pent up." Nakyung cooed. I couldn't see how she was playing with my cock, but she had one hand around it, and another around my balls, lightly massaging them.

"You're getting off on this, aren't you," I said, panting.

Nakyung hummed, giving me a quick shrug, "Hmm, a little."

I flinched again, feeling another foreign object make contact with my cock. The feeling of fabric was unmistaken as I could only imagine Nakyung was tightly wrapping Seulgi's panties around my length.

"Fuck, this feels so nice," she cooed. I could tell she was playing with me, using the soft fabric to tease the tip of my cock, smearing it with precum. A low groan escaped my lips and my fingers dug into the mattress. I felt her hand give a tighter squeeze and a sharp pain made me flinch, but was quickly relieved by her gentle touch.

"I don't want you getting too excited yet, we're just getting started," Nakyung chuckled. Her hand pumped my length a few times, the smooth fabric and her soft fingers making the sensation I was feeling all the more overwhelming. My body was aching and my legs were trembling as I tried my best not to thrust into her hand.

"You feel that? Your roommate's dirty underwear. They've touched her pussy, Minjae," she purred.

"N-Nakyung," I groaned, her words sending shivers down my spine.

"Yeah, they've been wrapped around her crotch and have collected all her dirty juices." She continued, keeping her strokes at a slow but consistent pace. I couldn't respond. The alcohol and the overwhelming sensory info were starting to take control. I couldn't think straight and all I could focus on was the weight of her body on my stomach and her soft fingers.

"Doesn't that make you horny, Minjae? Does it make your dick feel good?" She purred, her tone teasing and seductive. She took the whimper that left my mouth as a sign of agreement. "Hold that feeling in your head for me, baby. Hold it tightly." My eyes rolled back, and I did as I was told. I focused on the soft, gentle feeling of her hands stroking me, and the feeling of the dirty, used fabric touching the sensitive skin of my cock.

Fuck, Seulgi's used underwear, the ones that have hugged her ass and have been wrapped around her cunt was touching my cock. My bodily fluids were touching against hers and she doesn't even know. Fuck, this was so wrong, so taboo, so disgusting. But god, why did it feel so good?

"Good boy," Nakyung murmured, her tone sounding proud. My vision was still blurred and my eyes were still half-closed, but I could feel her moving off of my lap. I could see the silhouette of her moving closer before she laid down next to me, her head laying next to mine. I could feel the warmth of her body pressing up against me.

"You wanted to cum, didn't you?" She asked, her lips inches away from mine.

"Yeah," I whispered, nodding. Nakyung let out a sarcastic 'tsk' sound.

"Then do it yourself, dummy," Nakyung's hand trailed down my arm, landing at my wrist, before guiding it to my crotch. My fingers curled around my shaft, making contact with the pink underwear that was hanging off my tip.

"Jerk off. Cum in those panties and leave your nasty sperm on them," she ordered, her tone cold. The thought of me leaving my mark and dirtying her used underwear made my cock pulse. It was disgusting, but I couldn't help but get turned on. "Get into the zone, perv, and jerk off for me. Let's see how long you can hold out." 

"Yes," I moaned, unable to keep myself composed anymore. My hips raised, and I began to thrust into my hand, feeling the soft, smooth texture of the fabric against my cock. I was lost in the moment, and I didn't care. I was too far gone, and I was going to cum in my roommate's panties.

"Are you thinking about how good those panties must feel on your dick? They feel really nice, right? That's what your roommate gets to feel whenever she wears them." Nakyung's voice was muffled as she spoke into my ear. Slowly but surely, I was getting lost in my head, her words only encouraging my fantasies and driving me to the edge.

"Just a burger for you right, Minjae?" Minhyuk asked, pointing at his fingers like he was counting off.

"Yeah, appreciate it man," I said. The three of us, Minjae, Seulgi and I, were watching a movie together when Seulgi started to crave fast food. I shuffled in place on the couch as the two of them were discussing their order between them. Soon enough, Minhyuk got up from the couch and grabbed the keys to his car off the coffee table.

"Alright, be back soon," he said. I gave him a wave goodbye and turned my attention back to the TV, trying my best to keep a stoic face. The movie wasn't anything special, and to be fair, I wasn't even watching it. My full attention was on Seulgi, who was seated in the middle in between Minhyuk and me.

The sound of our dorm door opening, and then closing, meant that it was just the two of us now. I looked at Seulgi, admiring her side profile, the way her hair cascaded down her shoulder, and the way her cheeks rose whenever she smiled. Without a second thought, I dropped a hand onto her leg, feeling her soft skin.

One quick look down at her leg and she nudged me away with her elbow, "Knock it off."

"What?" I smirked. My fingers drew lazy circles on her leg, tracing the shape of her thighs and her knee, before moving up to her waist. I could feel her breathing getting heavy, her shoulders rising and falling as she breathed through her nose.

"You know exactly what," she muttered, rolling her eyes. I slipped my hand under her shirt and slid it up her torso. When I reached her breast, I grabbed a handful, squeezing her soft, squishy flesh. She quietly simmered in her seat, biting her lip as she tried her best to not show any reaction.

"Quit it!" She scolded, but her voice was too soft. With my other hand, I reached over, grabbed around her thigh and pulled her towards me. My hand on her breast snaked down her back and around her waist, lifting her shirt up to reveal that sexy toned stomach of hers.

"Minjae, we can't," Seulgi hissed, trying her best to resist me. "He could be back any minute."

"Exactly, so we have to make it quick," I replied.

"Minjae, come on," she muttered, her voice a hushed whisper. Despite her protest, she didn't push me away or fight back, and that's when I knew I had her right where I wanted. With a grin on my face, I leaned in and kissed her nape, letting my lips linger. My hands were still on her thigh and her waist, and I couldn't help but give her a light squeeze, earning a surprised moan from her.

"Fucking hell, Minjae," she whined, her head tilting to the side, granting me more access. She was putty in my hands. It was cute how easy she was, especially since I wasn't even doing much. My hand on her waist moved and rested on her tummy, rubbing her toned muscles and gently pushing her back into the couch, pinning her there.

My lips pressed kisses along her neck, nibbling at her tender skin and making her melt under me. "Don't leave a single mark," she warned, but her words were weak and laced with desperation. I didn't respond. Instead, my lips trailed up her neck and found their way to her jawline.

"Minjae, please," her pleas were desperate. I let out a groan and reluctantly complied, pulling my lips away from her face. Instead, they found a place on her shoulder, and her collar bone. I moved from my awkward position and straddled her leg, bringing myself closer to her. My added weight made her sink further back into the couch, her breath hitching.

"Minjae, he could be bac- Oh fuck, don't bite me," Seulgi squealed, her head tilting back as she bit down on her lip, suppressing a moan. I was nibbling on that part between her neck and her collarbone, and it was the spot I knew would drive her crazy. My hands rolled up her shirt to her armpits, giving me a perfect view of her bra-clad breasts. They explored her bare stomach, feeling up her toned muscles.

"Shit, you're so hot," I murmured. I pulled away and stared at her, admiring the view of her embarrassed expression and flushed cheeks. I dove back in on her neck and continued to plant kisses, slowly moving down her chest. Finding the middle ground between our two wants, my lips suctioned themselves right over her breasts. I sucked on her flesh, licking her sensitive skin and leaving my mark.

"You fucking asshole, I told you not to leave any marks," she cursed. Her hand flew up and grabbed a fistful of my hair, gripping onto it and trying her best to pull me off. She wasn't pulling hard enough to convince me, and I knew that she wasn't serious. Once the deed was done, I pulled off and admired my handiwork, the red mark contrasting nicely against her pale skin.

"He won't see that, you little slut," I grinned, teasing her. Seulgi was always one to get flustered easily, especially in intimate moments like this. She would often get all hot and bothered over the slightest teasing. I climbed off her leg and sat back down onto the couch. She gave me a mean side-eye before she adjusted herself, rolling her shirt down and fixing her hair.

"God, I can't stand you," she huffed, crossing her arms. I let a groan slip into the air, acknowledging the growing hard-on in my pants. The bulge was noticeable and the discomfort was evident, the way my dick was pressed up against the fabric was not pleasant. I reached down and shimmied my pants and boxers down, my dick springing up, standing tall.

"C'mon, suck my dick please," I said, looking at her expectantly. She shot me another glare, a pout forming on her lips. "He's going to be back soon. So no, we can't."

"Just suck it, please, just the tip." I pleaded. Her eyes traveled down, lingering on my cock before looking back up at me. There was a silent moment between us as I watched her think to herself.

"If I do it, will you stop bugging me then?" She asked, turning her body and leaning closer to me.

"Mhmm, I promise," I grinned, nodding eagerly.

"Fine, just the tip."

Seulgi leaned over, her body shifting closer. Her eyes locked onto my cock as she moved closer, and I couldn't help but shudder in excitement. I held back the urge to grab her and pull her close. Her soft, warm breath tickled the sensitive skin on my dick and sent shivers throughout my body. Her hands came up and fixed her hair behind her ears before she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the tip, swirling her tongue around. Her hands gripped onto my cock, her thumb pressing into my skin.

"Fuck, that feels good," I groaned. Her mouth felt amazing, her warm tongue and soft lips wrapping themselves around my cock. She created the perfect suction, making the feeling all the more intense. Her tongue swirled around, licking and lapping up the precum that was peeking out of my slit. Her thumbs stroked up and down my shaft, applying pressure as she went.

She knew how to make it feel good, she knew how to tease and get the most out of me. It was her way of showing that she loved me and not that Minhyuk guy. Her soft, gentle touches sent my brain into overdrive. She started to bob her head, slowly taking more and more of my length in her mouth. Just the tip, she said, yeah alright. Seulgi was definitely getting into the mood.

I placed my hand on her head, holding onto her hair and keeping her steady. "Fuck, don't stop, baby," I moaned, the pleasure overwhelming me. I didn't need to use my body to help, she was doing it all by herself. Her mouth and hands worked perfectly together, making the experience all the better. The heat of her mouth, the tightness of her lips, the pressure of her hands, everything felt perfect.

I was so focused on the warmth that surrounded my cock, and the wet noises that Seulgi was making. Her moans and whimpers sounded so beautiful. Everything about her was beautiful, from the way she looked to the way she sounded, to the way she felt. Her body was so soft and warm, her hair was so smooth, and her skin was so smooth.

I swapped hands on her head and let my other one slide down her curved back, landing inside of her shorts and onto her butt. I squeezed her cheek, grabbing a handful and pulling her closer. My fingers curled around her ass and my nails dug into her skin. She let out a moan on my dick, something in between a groan and a whimper. She was enjoying herself. "Faster, please, go faster," I begged, my grip on her head tightening.

My dick twitched inside her mouth as she started to pick up the pace, bobbing her head faster and faster, the pressure of her mouth becoming tighter and tighter. It felt like she was trying to suck the soul out of my dick, and the pleasure was becoming unbearable. I let my eyes fall closed as I relaxed into the couch. She was being gentle now, her tongue teasing my slit. It was the only way I was able to last longer.

"God, your mouth feels so good," I said, my voice strained. "Your tongue feels amazing."

I didn't want to finish just yet, I didn't want this moment to end. It felt so good and it was only going to get better. My hips began to hump her face as I pushed her head down further, forcing more of my dick into her mouth. I couldn't help myself, she felt so good. She felt so good that it hurt.

She slapped both her hands onto my thigh and signaled me to stop. Since I was in such a good mood, I listened and watched her reach back to fix her hair again without letting up. After a short moment, probably to get her bearings, she lowered her head slowly. I could feel the tip of my cock bumping against her throat, her walls closing around it. She stopped for a moment and adjusted her position before going deeper, pushing her face further. I could feel her mouth stretching and her throat squeezing around my shaft.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Seulgi was taking my whole cock in her mouth, swallowing the entire thing down to the base. My hand moved on their own, grabbing a handful of her hair and forcing her face down onto my crotch, shoving the last few centimeters in. She let out a muffled yelp but didn't resist, allowing me to guide her head up and down, up and down, up and down, up and down.

Her nose and lips kissed my groin and she took it all in like a champ. The look on her face was priceless, the tears welling up in her eyes, the way her cheeks flushed. I couldn't help myself, the feeling of her warm, wet throat squeezing the life out of me was too good. I let her head go, letting her work her magic.

"Holy shit," I moaned, unable to comprehend the pleasure. "You're such a good girl, taking my cock so well." The guttural noises that came from her choking on my shaft was driving me crazy. Her throat was like a vise, squeezing and massaging my dick, making it hard to even think.

Her spit began to spill out the sides of her lips, leaking out onto my crotch and dribbling down onto my balls. They sat loosely, slapping her chin and bouncing around with every movement. The saliva and precum was splashing all over the place, making a mess of her face. She was a mess.

The sounds that came out of her were like music to my ears. They were muffled but they were clear, the sound of her throat squeezing around my dick. It was a wet gurgle, followed by the soft choking sound that was coming from her. It was like a song, the most beautiful symphony.

She was bobbing her head quickly, the speed and pressure picking up, making it harder for me to hold back. She was sucking the soul out of me, the warmth of her mouth enveloping my shaft. I was starting to reach my limit, and the way her mouth felt, it was almost too much.

"Don't stop, I'm almost there, fuck," I gasped, my eyes fluttering.

My dick twitched as her pace picked up. She was really working hard for it. My cock started to throb, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. The pleasure was overwhelming and my senses were starting to fail me. I was on the brink of finishing, but I was fighting back, trying to hold off as long as I could.

Seulgi was relentless though, her movements getting faster and faster, until I was seeing stars. The heat in the pit of my stomach was getting more and more intense. Her tongue was working wonders, lapping up the excessive precum that was dribbling out. My toes curled, and I could feel the pressure building up in the base of my cock.

"Keep going, just a little bit longer, please, please, please," I moaned. She wasn't listening, or maybe she was. Either way, she wasn't letting up. I was getting close. My balls tightened up and the muscles in my legs were starting to spasm. All at once, the tension that had built up within my body reached a breaking point. My legs clenched and the pressure released, and before I knew it, I was releasing rope after rope of my seed into her mouth.

My head fell back, my vision going black, my senses leaving me, my thoughts blanking. A loud, satisfied moan slipped past my lips as I let myself go. I could feel my cum spilling into her mouth, flooding her throat, filling her. My hand had tensed up and moved on its own, pushing Seulgi's head down until her nose was touching my groin, making sure that her entire mouth was filled.

She held it there, her eyes widening and her hands pushing back, trying to force me off. She wasn't strong enough to break away from my grip. Her eyes were wide and pleading as she looked at me, trying her best to fight against my hold. The sight made me even more excited, knowing that I had her in a vulnerable spot. It was hot, seeing her like that.

It seemed like it didn't stop. My seed was filling her mouth and flowing down her throat. There was just too much. It was so hot, the sight of her, struggling to contain it. It was so erotic, the sight of her. She was a mess. Her throat finally started to spasm as my jizz began to pour out the sides of her mouth. Her nose flared and her body tensed up, trying her best to keep everything in, but the overflow was too much.

My grip on her head relaxed as I came down from the high, my brain rebooting itself. My breathing was erratic, the feeling of euphoria washing over me. Seulgi's mouth popped off of my shaft and she gasped for air, a mixture of spit and semen pooling onto my lap. Her mouth hung open, a white, bubbly mess coating the inside of her cheeks, dribbling out the side of her mouth. Her throat was still contracting as she swallowed down my load.

"God, I fucking love you," I blurted, looking at her with adoration. She didn't reply, her eyes were too focused on trying to take in as much air as possible. I stared at her, watching the beads of sweat dripping down her forehead. Her hair was sticking to her face, and the flush in her cheeks was deep and red. She was a mess.

Her body slumped, the tension leaving her, her strength drained. Her chest rose and fell, the pace of her breaths slowing down. The mess on her face was starting to cool, but her eyes were still burning, looking straight at me. It was as if her stare could set me on fire.

"You're a fucking asshole," she panted, wiping her mouth. Her face was red with anger, and the expression she wore was intense.

"I thought you were hungry," I replied, smiling playfully. I looked down at my crotch and frowned at the pool of spit and semen sitting around my softening shaft. "Clean this shit up before your boyfriend sees."

Seulgi glared at me for a bit before eventually leaning down, her tongue flicking out and licking my soft, wet shaft. She didn't even bother to wipe the mess off before she started to clean up, her tongue running over my sensitive flesh, making me shiver. I was already spent, but the sight was a huge turn on.

She was taking her time, savoring the taste. I watched her as she took her sweet time, licking and lapping at my shaft, her tongue sliding around, coating it in her spit. She slurped up the remains of our fun, licking the leftovers off of my crotch. She didn't let a single drop go to waste. Her eyes locked onto mine, staring deep into my soul. Anger? Embarrassment? Lust? I wasn't quite sure what the look she was giving me meant, but who cares.

I got my fill.

Wednesday | November 1st, 2023 | 11:01 PM

My eyes weakly opened as my brain washed the fantasy out of my head. I huffed, blinking a few times before letting my eyes close, hoping the dream would come back, but no dice. Nakyung laughed from the side of me. She shuffled around on the bed and I felt her sit up, her weight lifting off of me.

"Made a mess of yourself, didn't you?" She giggled. My body shivered as I felt her fingers dance along the bottom of my stomach, her fingers lightly trailing across the skin and collecting the sticky white fluid that had dripped down. My hand dropped off from my crotch and slapped against Seulgi's sheets, a groan escaping my lips as my mind was still swimming in the aftermath of the orgasm.

I was still a little confused, a little disoriented, and a lot exhausted. My body was drained, and I could probably only move a finger, maybe two. I was a panting mess and it didn't help that the room was spinning, and the lights were blinding. My head felt heavy, and the pillow was slowly sucking me back in.

"Don't fall asleep," I heard Nakyung say. Her arm snaked underneath my head as she propped me up. I could better see my lower half and the mess I made. I could see the remnants of cum and precum all over my groin area and Seulgi's soiled pink underwear still wrapped around my tip.

If I could focus, I can feel the stickiness between the fabric and my sensitive, softening skin. "Let's get cleaned up, yeah?" Nakyung suggested. Her words sounded a bit distorted, but I understood her, nodding my head in agreement. I tried my best to move and lift myself, but my body felt too heavy. "Here, hold on."

She shifted off the bed, and a moment later, I was pulled to my feet by my arms. With a tight grip around my bicep, she helped me to my feet. Falling off of my dick was Seulgi's used, cum-covered panties. As the fabric slid off my length, a sticky string of white fluid followed, sticking to my shaft. It was an erotic sight.

"Oh, wow. That's a lot of cum. I'm impressed." She commented, looking down at the puddle of semen that couldn't get soaked into the underwear. "Go ahead, pick it up. I'll be right back," she instructed, before disappearing.

I blinked and looked down, my eyes falling onto the pair of panties. Without much thought, I bent down and picked it up, holding up the dirty underwear between my index and middle finger. It felt sticky, and the texture was slimy. I can see the spot where Seulgi's dried cunt had stained the fabric and my jizz overlaying it.

Something about seeing our bodily fluids touching together and the thought of her not knowing stirred something in me. It fired baby neurons in my monkey brain and made the hair on the back of my neck stand. The sight was lewd, erotic, and dirty. The fact that I had the privilege of jerking off into the very underwear that has hugged her thighs and pussy made me feel warm.

"You look fascinated, good!" I heard Nakyung's voice ring out from the side. She walked back into Seulgi's room, holding the last bottle of soju she had brought with her. "I think you're starting to sober up after busting such a huge nut. It's time for a drink, yeah?"

I refused at first, but Nakyung kept pushing me, "C'mon, c'mon, I promise you I won't let anything bad happen to you, Minjae. I'll be here with you the entire night and will help you out when things get too crazy, yeah? Just like when we were younger."

I didn't know why I felt so trusting of her words, and I didn't know if it was the alcohol speaking or the fact that this was my best friend that has always stuck by my side, even if what we were doing now felt a little over-the-top for my liking. Either way, I couldn't help but smile at her. She knew how to press my buttons, and that was something that would never change.

Nakyung chuckled as she pulled me down, me being too tall for her to work with. Her hand moved, and the bottle was pressed against my lips. She lifted the bottle up, and soon, I could feel the sweet, bitter taste of the liquid going down my throat. It tasted like lychee at first, but as I continued to force it down, it transitioned into that bitter alcohol taste.

"Good boy, good boy, you're doing good," she cooed. Her comforting words made my body shiver and feel warm at the same time. The bottle was soon emptied, and my head felt light. My chest was burning and I felt those burps coming up my esophagus. A comforting hand rubbed my back as I let out controlled belches.

"Atta boy, let it out." Nakyung cooed. She pulled me up from the floor, not moving her eyes from my softening cock. "Let me clean you off, for doing such a good job," she murmured, her hands sliding down my thigh as she lowered herself onto her knees.

Her eyes moved up to meet mine and she had that devilish smirk on her face. Nakyung moved her face in between my thighs, and her hot breath made contact with my sensitive skin. She opened her lips and took my soft penis entirely in her mouth, her tongue immediately coming out and licking up the remaining fluids that were coating my shaft.

I winced and flinched, the feeling of her wet and warm tongue against the underside of my cock felt too sensitive. She swirled her tongue around, cleaning up the cum and sucking the excess. The warmth, wetness, and softness made me feel good. My dick was starting to grow inside of her mouth and she didn't seem to mind one bit. She moved her head back, releasing me from her mouth, a thin trail of saliva following.

She wiped her mouth and smirked, "All done. Clean as a whistle, just how you like it."

Nakyung stood back up and leaned forward, her lips brushing against my cheek. Her words were hot, and her breath smelled like a mix of the alcohol she drank and my cum, "How are you feeling?"

I wanted to say I was fine, but it came out in hushed whispers. She hummed and placed a finger under my chin, tilting my head upwards. "You feel so fucking horny, don't you?"

"Y-yeah," I answered. Everything was starting to slow down again and the room was growing blurry. It felt like a wave had washed over me and now I was in a state of confusion and euphoria. My body was numb, and the only thing I could focus on was the heat radiating off Nakyung's body and the faint scent of her shampoo.

"Go do me a favor, and get rid of those fucking dirty undies," she ordered. My eyes lazily looked towards the door behind her as I moved to go deposit them into my collection but her hand slapped against my chest and held me back.

"No, you dumbass. Throw them into your roommate's," she scoffed. My body was shaking at the suggestion. I could feel her hot breath against my neck and her finger trailing up to the back of my neck.

"Right back in her dirty laundry where they came from."

"A-are you sure, Nakyung?" I mumbled. Her fingernails dug into the skin at the back of my neck and she clicked her tongue. "Does that make you nervous, Minjae?" She asked. I could feel her other hand trail down, grabbing onto my semi-hard cock, giving it a soft squeeze.

"What if your roommate finds out you stole her dirty underwear, used them to jack off, and then put them right back in her laundry?" She questioned with a mocking tone. Her hand pumped me and my body shuddered at the sensitive feeling. My mouth opened, and nothing but moans escaped. God, this felt so fucking wrong, but why was it so addicting?

"That's fucked, isn't it, Minjae? So fucked," she taunted, her tone was playful and teasing. I couldn't deny her or refuse, the alcohol had taken away most of my sense and rationale, leaving me in a hazy daze.

"Y-yeah, really f-fucked," I replied, struggling to speak. My body was trembling at her touch. It was gentle and light, her fingertips ghosting across the surface.

"You're going to do it, though, aren't you?" She asked. Leaving my mark on Seulgi's underwear and covering my tracks so she could never find out, it was exciting and terrifying at the same time. I imagined Seulgi cleaning her laundry, and eventually wearing those pink panties again and not knowing that my jizz had touched and stained the same part that was touching her.

"Go on, move," Nakyung whispered, pushing me towards the hamper. "Put her pretty, dirty underwear right back into her laundry and hope that she never finds out. You'll be the only one who knows, you little pervert."

"Fuck," I mumbled, my mind running a mile a minute. My feet stumbled as I moved towards Seulgi's laundry hamper. My eyes were fixed on nothing but the hamper and I felt like the room was spinning around me. Everything was going so fast around me, yet, I was moving in slow motion. I fell to the floor in front of Seulgi's laundry and shuffled through her dirty clothes.

I could smell the lingering scents of her perfume, and the faint smells of her sweat. I was going insane. I haphazardly buried her used, cum-soaked pink panties under her other clothes and pushed the hamper back against the wall. "I did it," I muttered, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Nakyung laughed, "You did well, my kinky freak. You look so happy." She commented, her fingers running through my hair. I was back on my feet and found my head leaning on Nakyung's shoulder as she held me up. My arms were draped around her shoulders, and I found myself nuzzling into her neck, her soft skin brushing against my face.

She sighed and turned her head to the side, her nose brushing against mine. I felt a pair of lips plant a short kiss against my cheek, "How do you feel?" She asked.

"Good, real good," My head felt light, and the room was spinning. I could feel myself losing my footing, my balance, and the stability of the world around me. The two of us waltzed around in Seulgi's bedroom in a drunken dance. Our bodies were swaying from side to side as we struggled to stay on our feet.

"That's good," Nakyung whispered, "Just hold on to me." She reassured me. Her soft lips peppered small kisses across my jaw and cheeks. "Remember that feeling for me, please?" She requested. It felt a little cryptic. I didn't know why she asked that but she kept going. "That feeling of having someone's used underwear on your dick and jerking off with them, using them to make yourself cum and then throwing them back in the laundry, hoping no one ever finds out," she said.

Her fingers trailed down, and she tickled the tip of my dick, her index and middle fingers running over the head. "Just hold on to that feeling. It makes you feel so good," she added. "Hold onto the excitement and the rush, the anxiety, and the fear of getting caught."

Nakyung giggled as I winced and twitched in her hold, my cock throbbing and my head light. She wasn't stroking me, yet I could feel myself growing harder and more sensitive. Her fingers were barely doing anything, but my body was reacting like they were. The thoughts Nakyung was putting in my head were doing something to me.

"You liked feeling dirty, didn't you?"

"Y-yes."

"Mhm, it's a special feeling. You feel excited, and you feel nervous."

"Yes."

"But you feel good too, right?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, so you keep going, don't you?"

"Yes."

"And the more you do it, the more you want to do it. Right? It's fun."

"Yeah."

"You start craving that rush, the anxiety, the excitement, the feeling of getting caught, the risk. It's so much fun."

"Yes, so much."

"Mhm, I thought you would like it."

"I do."

"Yeah? I'm glad."

Nakyung's words were like a drug. Her words were addictive, and I felt myself getting hooked on them. Her fingers tightened their grip, and I buried my head into her shoulder, squinting my eyes in discomfort. "Good boy, good boy." She cooed. My body shook at her voice and a low whine escaped my lips.

So this is what she meant by training, easing me into the more "intense stuff". If this was mild, I wonder what the inten—

"You want to know a little secret, Minjae?" Nakyung suddenly whispered, cutting off my train of thought. Her voice was sultry, and it sent chills down my spine. Her lips were against my ear, and her breath was hot. I couldn't speak, I just nodded.

"I don't even know why I'm saying this, I think I'm a little drunk too to be honest," she giggled, "But it's okay. We'll both keep each other's secrets." Her words were slurring, and her eyes were a bit glassy.

"All I'm good for is sex," Nakyung explained. My body grew stiff, and I tried to look up at her, but my body was weak and I could only lift my head a little bit. She laughed.

"No, no, keep your head down. You'll fall," she reminded, patting my head, her other hand still stroking the tip of my cock. "You'll understand me later, you're a smart boy." She commented, pressing a quick kiss against my temple. I couldn't understand her. My mind was blank, and the only thing I could think about was her touch and her soft skin.

"Sex, sex, sex. That's all I've ever known," she stated. Her voice was cold, and I could hear a bit of resentment in her tone. "Men have only ever wanted me for sex and nothing else. All they've ever wanted was to fuck me, to have sex with me, to stick their little dicks inside of me. That's all men ever want."

"I'm sorry you had to find out like this, but your best friend was a slut when we were growing up." Her words hit me like a brick. I didn't expect that coming from her. I wanted to respond, but my mind was blank.

"A fucking, slutty, whore," she laughed, her voice cracking a little. I could feel a small wet patch on my shoulder, and the sound of her sniffling reached my ears. She was crying. Even through my drunken and delirious state, I fought to comfort my best friend. My arms tightened around her neck and my head nuzzled deeper against her shoulder.

Words couldn't form in my head nor my mouth, so the only thing I could do was let her continue. How have I never known about this? Nakyung has always been open with me, and this feels like something important. How long has she been bottling this up for?

"It was fun at first, y'know?" Nakyung continued. Her voice sounded distant, as if she was remembering a faraway memory.

"I felt like I was mature, and grown-up because I was the one guys would come to for a quick fuck. It was nice, I had control." Her words made me realize. I had no idea what kind of things she's been through, and the kind of shit she had to put up with.

"I'm sorry," I tried to whisper, but it came out as a hoarse grunt.

"You don't have to be," Nakyung luckily understood me through my muffled words. Nakyung's hand, the one that didn't have my nuts in a hold, began to pet the back of my head, "But the problem was, sex, it just got so...boring." she sighed.

"Time after time, the same thing happens over and over. Some guy fucks me, and he calls me a slut or a whore. Then the next week, it's a new guy and he calls me the same shit, and maybe some new ones. I thought, men were all the same, all they wanted was a good fuck and that's it."

"Kyung," I growled in a low tone, in that half awake, half asleep state. I wanted to comfort her, tell her that despite everything she was worth more than that, and that she wasn't a slut, but the alcohol had taken its toll on me and my body wasn't functioning right. Without realizing it, Nakyung and I had waltzed out of Seulgi's bedroom, through the living room, and into my room during that conversation.

I peeked over her shoulder and saw that she had dragged my shorts and boxers with us using her foot. The two of us stumbled and fell onto the bed. My head hit the pillow and a groan left my mouth. Even so, I didn't dare let go of Nakyung. I kept my arms wrapped around her, while Nakyung kept her hand gripping the base of my cock.

"Jae, do you know how I felt when I discovered your panty fetish," Nakyung suddenly asked. I tried to answer her, but nothing came out.

"I realized that you were no different than the other men. You were just like the rest of them. All you cared about was getting yourself off." I felt her hand come off of my cock, and her body shifted as she lifted her hand up for us to see. Without even knowing it, I had spurted some weak dribbles of semen onto her hand, making her giggle.

"See? Even now, your body is only interested in getting yourself off, nothing more." Seeing it made me feel like shit. My dick was limp and the head was coated in a small layer of semen and precum. My arms loosened a bit around her neck. Did I hurt her? Have I ever treated her like the guys she used to have sex with? I swear I didn't know. I readjusted my hold around her and kept her close to me. My throat was dry and scratchy, but I still managed to push out an, "I'm sorry."

"No, no. Minjae, don't say sorry," she cooed. Nakyung wiped her hand on my sheets and then gently cupped the sides of my face. Her thumbs rubbed against the edges of my jaw, "No, I was a little disappointed that you weren't any different from the rest, but I was also relieved. Do you know why, Minjae?" She questioned.

I didn't have the energy to respond, and my mind was still a mess, trying to make sense of everything. But I looked at her, waiting for an answer. Nakyung laughed, and pressed her forehead against mine. Her skin was warm and soft, and the scent of alcohol was heavy.

"Because, finally, there was a man who made sex interesting. Because, you were a pervert."

"Me," I croaked out.

"Yes, you. You pervert. My kinky freak." She responded, laughing. My head was spinning and the room was still swaying but I kept my attention on Nakyung, trying to make sense of her. "For the first time, you made the idea of sex so interesting and new. Your perverted brain gave me this freedom I didn't know I was looking for," Nakyung continued.

"Sex has always been the same. A cock in a hole, but the idea of you stealing panties, that was exciting. I could get used to that. You being a pervert is a good thing," Nakyung admitted. Her voice was soft, and the smile she had on her face was genuine. Her eyes were a little glassy and a bit red from her crying.

"It's a good thing," I repeated.

"Yes, it is," Nakyung confirmed. She leaned forward and pressed a long kiss on my cheek. "It's a very good thing. So please, Jae, please be the man who keeps sex fun. Don't be like the others, be a pervert, a creep, a criminal, whatever. Keep it interesting for me."

"For you," I replied.

"For me," Nakyung affirmed. My body felt like jello. Everything felt numb and light. My head was empty, and the room was dark. The only thing I could hear was the beating of my heart. We laid there for a while, just hugging each other.

"Minjae, can you do something for me?" Nakyung asked, breaking the silence.

"Hm?"

"Are you drunk?"

"Obviously," I sighed.

"Can you forget everything I told you," she requested. "Like a drunken memory."

I laid there, letting the request simmer in my brain, "No." I fought to push this night to the forefront of my head, so when I eventually pass out and wake up the next morning, the memory will still be here. Even if she was drunk, Nakyung shared this intimacy and vulnerability with me. As her best friend, I can't just let that slide.

She laughed at my response, and her head sunk deeper into the crook of my neck. She nuzzled into my body, and the scent of her shampoo filled the air, "That's fine," she whispered into the air. My arms squeezed her body and pulled her closer. The two of us were in a drunken embrace, but this was real, and it was comforting.

Goodnight. The thought tried to leave my mouth, but my brain had other plans and my body started to shut down slowly. First, my legs went limp. Then, my stomach relaxed. My eyes finally shut and my head went soft against the pillow. One by one, my body parts turned off and drifted off into a slumber. And finally, my arms gave way.

First masturbation, callback, revisit, I don't know what to call this type of chapter but yeah, a short and simple smut scene with Seulgi giving Minjae sloppy toppy! This chapter came out quick, but I caught a snag once I realized I have to write some story in here so I gave us some Nakyung backstory! Hope these details add as to why Nakyung act the way she does, I thought her backstory was sort of sad. I found myself doing the :| face while typing it out, sort of thinking how tragic it would be to be used for sex at a young age. But, fiction is just fiction! A story is just a story! 

Now I gotta get to work writing the next chapter, where am I going to go from here... If I'm being transparent, I don't exactly know! All I have to work with is a scribbled and wonky timeline of events and it's my job to piece them together coherently! Back to the drawing board it is for me! Thanks so much for reading, we've been getting more and more viewers as time passed so I'm truly thankful! You guys keep me going! Leave a comment, feedback, whatever! - PI