It was the first time I had ever drunk so much.
And, of course, it was also the first time I had gotten blackout drunk.
Drinking water had sobered me up for only a brief moment.
As I lay comfortably on the bed, that disgusting taste of soju threatened to rise up from the back of my throat again.
"Ughh…"
Even though I didn't get drunk easily, soju never tasted good to begin with.
I had just mindlessly downed it one shot after another in that weird, almost competitive atmosphere.
"Ha, haa…"
The foul taste made my breathing ragged on its own.
But my groans weren't just because of the alcohol.
"Hmm… Th-this is… crazy…"
It was Park A-young.
Her hand was groping and squeezing my lower half, playing with my dick like it was a toy.
"…Even when you're asleep… it gets this big…"
Her slurred speech made it clear she wasn't sober either.
She seemed even more wasted than I was.
Or maybe she was just too mesmerized by my dick to think straight.
Either way, even through the haze of drunkenness, I could feel A-young's hand wrapped around my cock.
Her slender fingers, the tight grip, her soft panting—it all made the darkness of the room feel a little brighter, though that was probably just an illusion.
The room was still pitch black, but the heat pooling in my lower stomach was unmistakably lust.
The fire inside me was so intense I felt like my body might burn up at any moment.
"Ah… It… just twitched again…"
How could it not?
No matter how out of it I was, the hand touching me belonged to Park A-young.
Her technique was clumsy, but it was more than enough to get me hard.
I was young, after all.
At this age, just a brush from a girl's hand would make my dick twitch.
But this wasn't just a brush—she was gripping it outright.
Squeezing, kneading, the warmth of her palm sending shivers down my spine.
My body was a furnace of arousal.
There was no controlling it.
"…You… can feel it even in your sleep…"
Her voice was full of wonder.
Just hearing that made my hips jerk, my thighs tensing involuntarily.
"…Huh, Eunji has… something like this… Oh my…"
The sudden mention of Eunji's name from A-young's lips.
And in response, my lower half jerked, twitching up and down.
"S-so weird… It's like… it's alive…"
A-young's murmurs continued.
But her grip on my dick never loosened.
"Haa, ha… Hmm…"
Her breathing grew heavier.
The narrow, dark bed was quickly filled with the sound of her panting.
"…Does this go in? Here…?"
Her fascination didn't stop there.
A soft rustling sound tickled my ears as A-young's fingers traced something, stroking gently.
"Nngh…!"
Then, a stifled moan escaped her, her grip tightening around my cock.
"Kyaha…!"
A short, breathy moan—almost like a yelp—spilled from her lips.
"…F-fucking crazy… How does this even fit…?"
A-young let go of my dick.
I squirmed, unable to hide my disappointment.
Just a little more… I wanted more.
This felt different from Eunji, making my heart race.
"Ha, haaa…"
I let out a deep sigh.
The bed grew hotter with an indescribable tension.
"Just checking… how far it goes… Just checking…"
She muttered something incomprehensible.
And the meaning of those words became clear soon enough.
"Hng, hnngh…!"
Suddenly, an unfamiliar weight pressed down on top of me.
The pressure on my lower stomach made it obvious—someone had climbed onto me.
"Haa…"
And there was no question who it was.
Even someone in a deep sleep would've woken up from this, but A-young, drunk out of her mind, didn't care.
"Ah, ahh…"
I missed her hand the moment it was gone.
But soon enough, it returned, gripping my dick again.
I cracked my eyes open slightly to take in the scene.
A-young was sitting on my stomach, her ass pressing into me as she hunched her shoulders slightly.
"Hnngh…"
This time, she wasn't just holding it.
She pulled my dick toward her body, pressing it against something.
"Shit…"
My twitching cock throbbed with excitement at the unfamiliar sensation.
The texture against my skin was definitely fabric.
And the slight trembling beneath it had to be A-young's lower stomach.
She had pressed my dick against her belly, sliding it up and down as if measuring something.
"…Gulp. H-how… How does this even work?! How does it fit?!"
A-young yelped in shock.
Then, as if throwing it away, she let go of my dick and flopped back down beside me, burying her face into the bed.
"Fucking insane… No, seriously… Am I crazy?! How the hell does that thing go in?!"
She kept rambling to herself.
It didn't take long for me to understand what she meant.
"Park Eunji… Wow, I can't even believe it…"
Grumbling under her breath, she kept muttering to herself.
Then, as if remembering my pants, she sat back up and started pulling them—and my underwear—back up.
"Ngh! Nnngh…!"
I tensed up, resisting.
I pressed my legs together, refusing to give her any room.
"…Ah, why… won't it go up?!"
A-young whined in frustration.
Her heated gaze bore into my lower half like it was on fire.
"Ugh, come on! Go up already!"
She snapped impatiently.
In moments like this, she really did remind me of Eunji, making the corner of my mouth twitch.
"Ah, hey! Oww!"
I lifted one leg.
Not to help her, but to trap her between my thighs instead.
"Ah, wh-what the hell?!"
Like squeezing a giant pillow between her legs, I pulled A-young into my crotch.
Then, like a snake coiling around its prey, my legs wrapped tightly around her.
"Ugh, s-so heavy…!"
She struggled, trying to push my legs off.
But I wasn't budging.
"Ah, it… it's touching me…"
To make things worse, my underwear and pants were still rolled down.
Even though they were pulled up to my thighs, my dick was still hanging out, stiff and twitching.
And now, it was poking A-young.
I couldn't help but grind against her slightly.
"…Move! You're heavy, damn it!"
She pushed with all her might.
But it was no use.
A-young was still trapped against me, face-to-face with my exposed dick.
"Haa, ha… Hnngh… Seriously… Your sleeping habits suck…"
I tried to give her a hint that I was awake.
But whether it was the alcohol or something else, she still thought I was asleep.
Pat pat
"…Good boy~ Our Dohyun~ Sleep well, okay?"
She patted my thigh, which was still wrapped around her.
Like she was soothing a child.
"That's it, good boy~"
I relaxed my legs, letting them slide off her.
"Phew… I-I'm finally free."
A-young exhaled in relief.
Then, she grabbed my underwear again and started pulling it up.
This time, I didn't resist.
Soon enough, my pants were back in place.
Though, with my hard-on stuffed inside, it was a little uncomfortable.
"…Sleep well."
Pat pat
She patted my thigh approvingly.
But as if unable to resist, her fingers brushed against the bulge in my pants one last time.
Thud
"Haa…"
A-young collapsed back onto the bed, exhausted.
"…Park Eunji… You're insane…"
Her muttering continued for a while.
Then, one of my arms flopped over her.
"…Eek?!"
She flinched.
Like shifting in my sleep, my arm draped over her, resting just below her boobs.
The soft, plush sensation against the back of my hand made my dick twitch again.
"...Why are your sleeping habits so bad?"
A-young sighed, still blaming it on me being asleep.
And honestly, she wasn't wrong.
If I was blackout drunk, I really would've been unconscious.
So of course she wouldn't think I was awake.
Maybe she even felt a little guilty for handling me so roughly earlier.
"Ah, ahh!"
The sensation was completely different now.
Despite her slim frame, her boobs were surprisingly soft, filling my palm perfectly.