Did You Take Birth Control Pills?

It all happened in an instant.

My dick plunged into Park A-young's pussy.

"Ah…"

Maybe it was because of that one failure with Park Eun-ji, but there was no second failure for me.

My dick was firmly lodged inside Park A-young's body.

"Kyaa, kyaaaah—!!"

Almost at the same time, Park A-young's scream erupted.

That scream was high-pitched, torn, and filled with pain, ringing in my ears.

It didn't feel real yet.

The only thing I could clearly feel was something hot wrapping around my lower half—it was like the alcohol was evaporating from my body.

"D-Dohyeon—!!"

This time, instead of screaming, she called my name.

And as I heard my name, I slowly looked down.

"Ah…"

Sure enough, it was Park A-young.

Park A-young was looking up at me with eyes that had grown noticeably wet, glistening.

Squeeze—

"Ugh, uhn…."

She clenched down.

Park A-young's pussy tightened around my dick.

That grip was anything but ordinary.

And because it wasn't ordinary, my waist couldn't stay still at all.

Thrust—!

"Kyaa, kyaaaah!!"

An even louder scream than before.

But as her scream grew louder, so did the tightening of her pussy.

"Ah, ah… uhn…."

This was different from just gripping with a hand.

No matter whose hand it was—no, even if it were Park Eun-ji or Park A-young herself—they couldn't give me this feeling.

The difference was stark.

This was incomparable to anything else… in other words, the natural sensation of a pussy… something you could only feel by actually having sex.

"Ah, it hurts! It hurts, I said!!"

Since this was my first time experiencing this, even if I used all my limited vocabulary, describing this feeling was impossible.

This was just sex.

This was what sex really was.

"P-Please! T-Take this out! Huh? Dohyeon! Are you even listening to me!?"

Her voice was soaked.

Just as her pussy was drenched, Park A-young's voice was dripping with moisture.

Squelch—

"Hah, haaah…!"

Her inner flesh clung to my dick.

Those tightly coiled, winding folds wrapped around my dick.

"…I'm going to move."

"D-Don't! I said it hurts, you fucking bastard?!"

Park A-young was frantic.

Her hands, which had gone limp, now pushed against my body again, trying to shove me away.

"Ugh, ugh!"

I leaned my body over her.

No, more accurately, I was pressing down on her.

I put my full weight on Park A-young's delicate frame.

Squeeze—

"Kyahuung!"

And as expected, my dick drove deeper into her.

Her small body was pinned beneath me, letting out rough breaths and lewd moans in quick succession.

"…It feels good."

"Sh-Shut the fuck up!!"

It was my honest impression.

There might be nothing in this world that felt better than this.

At least in my experience, the pleasure of sex with Park A-young surpassed everything I'd ever felt combined.

That awkward incident with Park Eun-ji? Just groping her boobs, sucking on them, and playing around with her pussy?

Compared to now, that was laughably inadequate.

Those were nothing but childish games in the face of real sex.

Thrust—! Thrust—! Thrust—!

It was instinct.

I moved my hips purely on instinct.

"Ahng! Hng! Ha, haah!"

Park A-young's cute moans tickled my ears.

Even her attempts to push me away felt adorable.

"G-Go slow! I said it hurts, you fucking bastard!!"

Park A-young cursing so roughly was unfamiliar to me.

But right now, even that only served to excite me further.

…She was definitely different from Park Eun-ji.

Park Eun-ji always had curses dripping from her mouth.

Park A-young wasn't like that, so all that energy was being directed at me now.

Thud—! Thud—!

Her delicate hands weakly beat against my shoulders.

Thick tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping onto the bed.

"Ah, shit! T-This is rape!!"

Maybe it was because they were sisters, but they ended up saying similar things.

But my dick had already been inside Park A-young's pussy for a while now.

There was no turning back from this—and even if I did, things would never be the same.

"Stop squeezing so tight… I'm going to cum soon."

"Aaaah! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!!"

Clench— Her inner walls tightened, pushing my dick back slightly.

I couldn't let her pull it out after barely managing to get it in.

Thrust—!

"Kyahuung!!"

I slammed my hips down with all my strength.

My dick plunged deep into Park A-young's pussy, and the lewd sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room.

Thrust—! Thrust—! Thrust—!

"Ha, haah! Hng! Haaah!"

The cheap mattress springs creaked as Park A-young's body sank into them.

"Haa… Ha, haa… Hoo."

My breathing grew rough too.

But it wasn't just from moving my body…

I was excited—no, I was drowning in endless pleasure, my heart racing uncontrollably.

It wouldn't be strange if it burst right now.

I surrendered to instinct.

My instinct was to thrust my dick deeper into Park A-young's pussy.

And to fill her with my cum.

"Kyaa! Ha, haaah!"

Park A-young squirmed beneath me.

She should've been exhausted by now, but she showed no signs of it.

She was still pinned under me, trying to escape my movements.

But sadly, there was no escape left.

My dick had already claimed its place inside her pussy.

And now that I'd tasted this pleasure, stopping was the last thing on my mind.

"Kyaa, kyaaaah—!!"

"Hng! Haah!"

There was nowhere left to go.

Every time I thrust, it felt like Park A-young's lower stomach bulged outward.

Now, the end was approaching.

It was a shame, but everything had to end eventually.

Squish—!

"Hng… Ha, haah!"

Park A-young, who had been whimpering, suddenly convulsed.

The reason was obvious—my cum was spurting from my dick, slowly filling her womb.

Squish—!

"W-What is thiiis?!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs.

But my cum kept pouring out, filling her completely.

"Kyaaaah!!"

Even after unloading so much, my dick stayed hard.

And I was still chasing pleasure, still moving my hips.

It wasn't enough.

And that end was just another beginning—I kept thrusting until Park A-young finally passed out.

...That was my last memory.

"Ugh, uhh…"

I opened my eyes.

Bright sunlight was shining on me.

I felt refreshed.

But at the same time, there was a strange grogginess… an odd, in-between state.

"Hmm…"

The unpleasant smell of alcohol lingered thickly in my mouth.

My head throbbed—it definitely felt like a hangover.

"…Ah, so this is a hangover…"

I was dazed.

No thoughts were coming to mind.

Water.

My burning thirst made me think of water first.

Water? I remembered waking up in the middle of the night and drinking some.

I drank water, then went back to bed.

And in bed, Park A-young.

Park A-young touched my body, then I touched hers…

"…Ah!"

It felt like lightning struck my head.

Of all things to forget… In an instant, everything came back to me, and I jerked upright.

"Ugh, ah… Ahh, my head…"

I was still on the bed.

The only difference from dawn was that bright sunlight now filled the room.

And the person next to me wasn't Park A-young—it was Park Eun-ji.

"Huuu…"

My lower half felt uncomfortable.

My morning wood was straining against my underwear and pants.

"…When did I put these on?"

I didn't remember.

And there was no way I'd had the chance to pull my pants back up.

I was confused.

My memories were a chaotic mess, making me dizzy.

It was like I'd had a dream… but couldn't quite remember it.

"…There's no way…"

Even if the details were fuzzy, the sensations from last night were still vivid.

I couldn't forget the feeling of my dick inside her—no matter how hard I tried.

"Hng, haaah…"

First, I needed water.

Just like last night, I climbed down from the bed and went to the fridge.

The memories matched.

Even the half-finished bottle of water was still there, confirming my suspicions.

Gulp, gulp, gulp… Haaa…

Quenching my thirst made me feel a little more alive.

The cold liquid running down my throat felt refreshing.

"Hoo…"

"Ah… You're awake?"

Then, Park A-young's voice came from the bed.

Still half-asleep, she spoke to me in an annoyingly casual tone.

"Uh, yeah."

"…Huh? 'Yeah' is rude."

"Ah… Yes. Did you sleep well?"

Her face looked completely normal.

If last night's chaos had really happened, there should've been some kind of commotion by now.

"…Did you sleep well?"

"Uh, yeah. Well… I guess I slept fine."

"…You slept fine, huh…"

She seemed embarrassed by my question, quickly turning her head away.

"…I want water too."

Then Park A-young asked for water.

I grabbed the bottle I was drinking from and went back to the bed.

"Here."

"…Thanks."

She took it from me.

But she was acting cautious.

Like she was afraid our hands might touch… or maybe I was just imagining it.

"…Do you remember last night?"

"Uh, wh-what about it…?"

She suddenly flustered.

Water dribbled down the corner of her mouth.

"No, just… After the first round of drinks, my memory gets kind of fuzzy…"

"Ah, really? M-Me too! I got in the taxi with you guys, and then…"

"A taxi? But why are we here…?"

I glanced around.

This was a motel.

It had to be.

"W-Well! We were so drunk! It would've been weird to go home like that!"

"…Really? Isn't it weirder not to go home…?"

"O-Our house is different!"

It made no sense, but I nodded along.

"L-Let's wake Eun-ji and get out of here. D-Dohyeon, your parents must be worried…"

"Ah, well… My parents don't really care, but…"

Her earlier nonchalant expression was short-lived.

Now she was rambling, clearly out of it.

"Noona."

"Uh, yeah!?"

She flinched at my call.

It seemed like she wanted to pretend last night never happened.

Like she wanted to erase it completely.

"Did you take the morning-after pill?"

"...What…?"

Her face froze—like she'd heard something she shouldn't have.

She stared at me blankly, looking utterly stupid.