Childhood Friend Edification Theory - CHAPTER 1.2 - R19

01.Childhood friends – Part 2

“Haea.”

The characteristically cold pronunciation, whether he said ‘Haea’ or ‘Hey-ah‘, sent a shiver down her spine and made her skin crawl. Panicked, Haea struggled, but the firm restraint prevented her from escaping.

‘Wha-what am I supposed to do…!’

Haea covered her mouth with her hand, on the verge of screaming, and widened her eyes. Her childhood friend called her name, causing a tumultuous sensation within her. 

The glistening tip of his p*nis made a w*t sound as his hand moved quickly. Fresh from the shower, his still wet black hair dripped water onto his collarbone. Even after entering medical school, he still looked as good as a professional basketball player. His chiseled abs flexed noticeably, casting deep shadows. The veins on his heated forearms stood out.

As the drops of water trickled down and hit his abs, he tilted his chin back and groaned.

“Ah, Haea, heut…!“

At the same time as he swallowed a moan, his eyes opened and he looked straight at her. His eyes, trembling with pl*asure, resembled red berries on the snow-covered ground. The black pupils, wet and glistening, dilated greatly.

His p*nis was still ej*culating and the violent spurt of s*men splashed over his ch*st and abs, making them sticky. He stroked his ej*culating p*nis lazily, his face contorted as if unable to contain his pl*asure.

Stimulated. His p*nis, trembling with the residual heat, spurted out another load.

He caught sight of Haea standing in the doorway, at a loss for what to do. His eyes were so dark that their depth could not be seen.

Her heart felt like it was about to burst through her ribs. Thump! Thump! The thumping made her hands and feet tingle, and her mind was a blur of red. Her lips, twisted and distorted, began to spit out incoherent words.

“S-sorry… I, I… I’ll… I’ll come back tomorrow…”

Unable to finish her sentence, she ran out the door. But she came back.

“S-sorry. Jaeha… I’m sorry!”

She shouted, eyes closed, and slammed the door. For someone so shy, her actions were surprisingly wild.

Thud, thud. 

The sound of her descending the stairs echoed. Concerned that she might fall, Jaeha instinctively started to get up, but then sank back into his chair.

“Really… f*cking crazy about you.”

His cold gaze sharpened with a cruel sense of satisfaction.

* * *

After a few minutes of running between the towering garden trees, Haea’s house came into view. It had originally been used as an annex to Jaeha’s house, but a thick fence had been erected to separate the areas.

It was a neighboring house where the branches of the pine trees, born and grown on the same land, intertwined and touched. It was uncertain if it was appropriate to call it a neighboring house, but that place was Haea’s house, and beyond the fence was Jaeha’s house.

“Huff, Haa…“

Since birth, it has been part of Jaeha’s vast land. What was she so relieved about that she was almost out of breath in a place that was ultimately within his reach? 

“What did I just see?”

Despite her frantic running, her vision was still filled with his wallet clinging stubbornly to her pocket. It was what Jaeha had accidentally left behind after escorting an intoxicated Haea home last night. When she grabbed it, she felt an uneasy guilt, as if she had stolen it. She tried to shake it off, but the sweat-soaked leather bag stuck to her hand. Eventually it fell, the wallet opened and fell to the ground.

?Ha Jaeha.?    

The ID card inside showed his piercing eyes looking at her. His characteristic dry gaze, embedded in the lifeless card, sent a shiver down her spine. Her eyes were naturally drawn to his sharp jaw, which made his expression even colder.

His chin tilted back slightly. His lips trembled softly, whispering under his breath.

Everything she hadn’t recognized, or thought she hadn’t recognized, began to sink in. Her cluttered mind could barely piece together a few words. A searing tension rose in her throat. As a cold wind brushed her fine hair, her knees tightened.

“Huh?“

The area between her legs was w*t, like when her period started. When she squeezed her inner thigh experimentally, she heard a faint squelching sound. She lifted the sheer skirt that clung to her calves and looked between her legs. Her white panties were w*t and glistened like gray-white clay.

It wasn’t blood. Then what on earth is it?

For a moment, Haea pondered innocently, like a child. But she soon found the answer. She remembered what she had read in the book about how stimulating a woman’s v*ginal opening caused the secretion of v*ginal fluid. It wasn’t much different from the pre-c*m that had coated Jaeha’s gl*ns.

After pulling out a piece of tissue paper, she gently held the crumpled, damp end and then wiped the area between her legs. The sticky fluid was clear. Shocked at how it stretched like a spider’s web, she pressed the inside firmly. Suddenly a spark ignited, one she hadn’t expected to be lurking there.

“Ah!“

Haea thought she was s*xually reserved. As a result, she had never m*sturbated or looked at herself carefully in a mirror. This made the experience all the more shocking.

Through her pale skin, a red bulge appeared, bobbing like Jaeha’s erect p*nis. It resembled the swollen clams Jaeha had once grilled for her.

She had no body hair. She hated being different from others. Learning that she exposed herself so blatantly and l*wdly made her even more self-conscious.

But curiosity rose in her. The sound of Jaeha’s breath, panting with pl*asure, still lingered in her ears. Her resolve to forget about it and move on after changing into new panties dissolved.

‘So what?’

She was alone in the room and no one was watching. Besides, it was no crime to indulge her s*xual urges alone. Isn’t Jaeha like that too? The trust she had built up so far, believing that there was nothing wrong with what Jaeha was doing, urged her on.

Haea’s hand pressed firmly against her cl*toris.

“Heut!“

It was already a burning ember, sensitively ar*used. Even with the awkward stimulation, it alternated between shrinking back and bouncing forward, its head raised stiffly. Her fingertips, clumsily rubbing the inside, grew bolder.

“Ah… uhm, heut!“

It felt like she was scraping over leather studded with studs. Unsure if she had done something wrong, her cl*toris swelled painfully. But that made it even more sensitive. The insides of her thighs trembled as she tried to grasp the edge of cl*max. She felt close, but she was afraid, not knowing how to reach it.

Bzzz! Bzzz!

Her phone rang at that moment. As if to remind her where her thoughts should be.

?Jaeha?

His name came with a slight delay, piercing her ch*st. The overwhelming intensity made her collapse. Though no one was watching, she held her breath, deliberating.

Should she answer? Or not?

Which would be more awkward, not to answer or to answer?

Haea felt like a criminal for having peeked into Jaeha’s most intimate moment. There was nothing wrong with him m*sturbating in his own room. Haea’s only fault was that she had peeked through the door on her own.

Haea was not stingy with her apologies. But this was the first time she was faced with an embarrassing situation that couldn’t be easily resolved, even with an apology, whether he forgave her or not.

“What should I say.. Once I’ve figured out what to say, that’s when…”

She mumbled an apology with her head down. Despite not answering the call and knowing he couldn’t hear her.

She buried her face between her knees and waited for the vibrations to stop. The aggressive buzzing finally stopped, and the few seconds of silence provided a slight comfort. In the midst of it, her fingers, which she hadn’t withdrawn, began to move again. As quickly and roughly as the vibrating phone.

“Ugh, ha…!“

A gush of fluid dripped down through her twisted hole. Although she couldn’t see her l*wd behavior because it was covered by several layers of skirt, she felt embarrassed to be doing this while leaning against the door.

But that feeling quickly vanished. Although the room wasn’t soundproof, she was alone in the house. Her parents had gone to work, and she had confirmed earlier that no one else was around, so she had nothing to worry about.

“Ah, ugh…!“

Thud! The door shook from her frantic movements.

Her heels lifted, causing her toes to teeter precariously. Heat pooled on her forehead where it rested against the door, making the cool wood feel indecently warm.

“Ha, Jaeha… hhic...”

A sob, like that of a frightened child, followed her words.