Story 1 - Devoured: “Have you… had sex before?”
At Sia’s question, Kyungjun’s throat moved nervously as he swallowed, unable to answer right away.
“…Yes.”
“Really? When?”
“It wasn’t… a good memory.”
“I want to hear it. Tell me.”
With a short sigh, Kyungjun parted his lips heavily.
“During my military service, I went to a club with a colleague while on leave. We drank with some women, and though I don’t remember everything, I think we had relations. I woke up in a motel, alone and naked, with the woman and my wallet gone.”
“You think so? Then maybe you didn’t?”
“There were used condoms near the bed.”
Hearing Kyungjun’s serious words, Sia lifted her head from his shoulder, looking at him incredulously. What was she supposed to do with this guy who remembered such a situation as his first experience?
“How do you know if it was yours or someone else’s? A girl bold enough to take your wallet might have called her boyfriend over while you were out cold. Do you think it’s easy to get a passed-out guy aroused? Kyungjun, it’s not like you to drink and lose memory. They probably spiked your drink. You were just robbed.”
For the first time, Kyungjun looked genuinely shocked, having always assumed he simply couldn’t handle his alcohol. Sia frowned slightly at his dazed expression, then leaned in and gently pressed her lips to his before pulling away.
“Don’t let it linger in your memory. Something like that.”
Though brief, the soft, moist touch of her lips heightened Kyungjun’s senses, sending a rush of heat through his body. As she watched his eyes—initially wide with surprise—slowly darken with desire, Sia’s lips curled into a gentle smile.
“Want me to show you what sex is really like?”
Story 2 - That Irresistible Temptation: "Ah... nuna."
Excited by Yusong’s actions, Sion tightly closed his eyes and softly called out to her. His manhood, which he had been trying to ignore from the beginning, throbbed in anticipation of her touch.
Seeing a man’s erect state—something she had only encountered in books and videos—made Yusong’s chest tingle and her nipples harden.
She tried to convince herself that she was just washing Sion, but her lower belly felt heavy, and her panties were becoming damp from the slick fluid she was producing at the sight of his erect manhood.
"Maybe... sing the national anthem."
Feeling increasingly aroused, Yusong spat out her words grumpily and proceeded to soap up the rest of his body, deliberately avoiding his manhood.
She created a thick lather with the soap, feeling embarrassed as she noticed his manhood twitching in anticipation of her touch.
"Haah... nuna."
When she grabbed his twitching manhood, she could feel its heat and hardness even more distinctly than the day before. She gently soaped up his manhood with the shower ball, slowly sliding down to softly roll the ball over his two symbols.
"Ha... haah. Nuna."
Yusong, seeing Sion’s excited reaction, held his manhood with the hand not occupied by the shower ball and began to move it slowly.
Her hand, coated in slippery soap foam, gently stroked his large, hot manhood, thoroughly exploring it. As she slid her hand down over the soft tip, the thick, hard veins along his shaft twitched and brushed against her palm.
Although the sensation was unfamiliar, she felt excited and continued to hold and move his manhood. She set the shower ball aside, slid her hand up his abdomen, and slowly brushed his small nipples with her fingers.
"Haah! Nuna... good... it's good."
Before long, the bathroom was filled with the sound of flesh slapping and Sion’s low moans, as his hips moved rhythmically in response to the motion of her hand.
Story 3 - Wait, Not There!: “Do you want me?”
Bona’s eyes, fixed on Hyogeon, were moist. The fingers that had been slowly moving between hers suddenly tightened around her hand.
“I want you. Like crazy.”
Hyogeon’s voice—low and filled with longing—came as he kissed Bona’s hand. She was breathing heavily, as if her chest were a balloon, and parted her lips with effort.
“I want you too.”
“Haha. I’m thirsty.”
“Should we… order some beer?”
Still holding Bona’s hand, Hyogeon moved to her side and embraced her, his eyes lowered.
“Ha. I don’t know if you’re clueless or just really good at making people anxious.”
Once his desire had begun to stir, it gnawed at his patience. A fierce possessiveness bloomed in his chest, as though she might vanish before his eyes. Whether she realized it or not, Bona wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Make me remember. That night… you and me, Hyogeon.”
At her words, Hyogeon paused, then let out a long sigh. He cupped Bona’s face gently in his hand. His expression was calm, but his eyes burned with a fierce intensity, filled with a desire that seemed ready to consume her.
“With pleasure.”
Story 4 - Secretly Committed
“You seem… different from usual today, Hanlim.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No. Actually… it feels more romantic today. I like it.”
“I’m glad.”
At his honest response, Sunjin simply kept sipping her wine, unaware of the weight behind his words.
When the staff came out carrying a large bouquet and gifts, she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.
Hanlim’s heart nearly burst at the unexpected gesture. Combined with the warmth of the alcohol, heat surged through his entire body.
“Sunjin… may I kiss you?”
His voice trembled as he spoke, eyes blazing with desire.
Embarrassed, Sunjin dropped her gaze and bit her lip before shyly nodding.
Gently cupping her face, Hanlim slowly brought his lips to hers. Letting instinct take over, he savored her lips like sweet candy, kissing her deeply and tenderly.
For a long time, they remained locked in that soft yet intense kiss, only parting with gasping breaths.
“You’re beautiful, Sunjin… haah, haah.”
Too sweet—almost intoxicating. Her lips, swollen from his eager kisses and slick with shared saliva, looked even more sensual.
The desire he had always kept in check with self-pleasure now raged uncontrollably in the presence of the woman he genuinely wanted. He was shocked by the intensity bulging in his pants—and so was she.
“Get ready… You’re going to crave me soon.”
Hanlim had always been gentle with her—physical contact was restrained, his touches never went beyond a hug.
But tonight, as Sunjin wanted to test the depth of his heart, she had mustered all her courage to kiss his cheek.
That single kiss shattered the mask he’d worn, revealing the man who desired only her.
And Sunjin… liked this more honest version of him. Very much.
Story 5 - Just Lie Down First
Her hands moved with practiced ease—treating the wound, wrapping the pressure bandage, and securing it neatly.
The way she wrapped the bandage across my chest and over my injured shoulder showed a level of skill that came from familiarity. Standing before me, she examined her work with a satisfied expression.
“I’ve only ever wrapped myself lately. It’s been a while since I did it for someone else, but… not bad, right? That said, in your condition, it might be hard to proceed with the full session. If you’d like, I can issue a refund—”
“You may continue.”
“Ah… Then let’s switch to a leg massage and I’ll refund the difference.”
“No refund.”
At my firm response, her face clouded with concern.
“Please don’t do this. You’re putting me in a tough spot.”
“Treatment’s done. That’s enough.”
I stood and tested the movement of my arm wrapped in the bandage. It was snug, secure, and surprisingly comfortable. I let out a short laugh.
“Then I’ll come again. Next time, you can make up for today’s session.”
“Sure.”
This way, it wouldn’t burden her, and I’d have a reason to see her again. I responded calmly, changed in the fitting room, and returned to find her waiting.
Had she always been this small? The girl who used to be a full head taller than me in school now barely came up to my chest—petite and delicate.
“I only work Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. You’re welcome to visit on other days if you’re curious about other therapists’ touch,
but just remember—you won’t get your extra care then. Keep those days in mind: Tuesday, Thursday, Friday.”
“Got it.”
I looked at her a moment longer—smiling even now—and gave a slight nod before leaving the massage shop.
It felt like I had stepped into a time machine, briefly revisiting my fluttering adolescent days.
Ban Hana… Back then, no matter how hard I searched, I could never find her. But today, as if by fate—right when I needed comfort most—she appeared, as if summoned by the universe.
Destiny, maybe.
Story 6 - Indifferent Allure
My little brother came home on leave from the military.
And he brought along a tall, perfectly good-looking guy—his squad senior.
“Let him use my room until I’m discharged.”
It’s my place, my house, but my brother makes this request like he’s just picking up something he left behind.
“No fu—”
“I… don’t have a home.”
Just as I was about to glare at this always-smiling senior, his gaze met mine—soft, almost heartbreaking.
Those deer-like eyes… where the hell did he learn to look like that?
“I’ll pay whatever rent you want. Name your price.”
“Song Hyemun, what are you doing?! Go print the lease!”
And that’s how a clueless pushover rolled straight into my house, wrapped in a pretty package.
