Chapter 1 — My Shortest Sex Ever Lasted 4 Minutes

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. All characters are adults aged 18 or over.

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I woke up because my dream was so dirty.
Checking my phone, I saw a few messages had come in.

Among the usual online forum group chats, there was a message from an older guy I knew—someone I'd been casually talking to.

Perfect timing, I thought, and replied right away.

“No, no, I'm not asleep. Just lying here scrolling through social media.”

We started exchanging flirty messages, smooth and playful.

When a guy texts you out of nowhere late at night, you just know—something unspoken is in the air.

“Hey David, my sex drive's through the roof tonight. Wanna meet up?”

Of course, no guy turns down a woman who's clearly in the mood. He said he'd come pick me up right away.

Soon, we were in his car, heading to a motel.

I'm a prepared woman—I'd left my apartment with exactly 30,000 won in my pocket.

He was on the chubby side, but he worked out, and his hands were big, his feet were big, his face was big—so I figured it would be big too. You know how it is.

We found a self-service motel that offered hourly rates, even at this hour, since there were plenty of empty rooms.

The second I stepped inside the room, I felt it.

“Oh… I'm already getting wet. Guess I really wanted this,” I thought.

It was freezing outside, so I dove straight under the covers.

He climbed on top of me and started giving me cute little kisses—bird kisses. You know, the kind most girls secretly love.

I wanted to feel cherished, to imagine this was more than just a hookup.
It had been so long since I'd been in a relationship.

We kept kissing, and his hand moved up to my breasts.

My chest is super sensitive, so my breathing got heavier without me even realizing it.

Of course, he was turned on too.

More eager for sex than actual romance, I quickly pulled down his pants.

I touched his penis over his underwear, then his balls, slowly moving my hands down while softly caressing his chest.

At some point, I realized I was completely naked—my clothes had vanished.

He moved up and started sucking on my breasts.
One hand was already between my legs, touching my pussy.

My whole body felt loose, like I'd already come—every inch of me had turned into a nerve ending.

As I started whimpering softly, he slowly moved down and began licking my clit.

I was soaked—my juices were dripping, I could feel them running down to my ass crack.

“Hah… hah… David… just a little more… right there, that's perfect… deeper, put it in deep…”

The moment I said that, he couldn't hold back anymore. He said he wanted to go in.

It had been a while, so I asked him to go slow.

He gently pushed inside.

But—what the hell? It was less than 8cm. Maybe 3cm when flaccid—the kind of tiny dick you'd joke about when saying, “Let me check how big my nephew's dick is.”

It wasn't even a penis. “Dick” was too generous. This was just… a thing—and not even a cute one—sliding into my pussy.

“Haaang… hah… David, it's okay… keep going…”

Every time I moaned, he did three thrusts. Not even a clap—just 3-3-3.

I checked the time. Dead silence. No sensation at all.

Maybe I just wasn't feeling it? I tried clenching my vaginal muscles, squeezing hard.

And just like that—pop—it slipped right out.

Four minutes.
Four. Minutes.

Guess he was tired.

I tried everything—stroked it, sucked it, licked it, gave full-body massages—but what do you know?

It just lay there, limp and lifeless, oozing pre-cum like it had given up completely.

We struggled for thirty minutes, but nothing worked.

Eventually, we gave up and left.

The heated blanket I'd left on at home was still warm when I got back.

Paid 30,000 won for the motel, ate instant noodles, and now I'm even lonelier than before—my sex drive's higher than ever.

Guess I'll just jerk off and go to sleep.
This guy takes first place for shortest time ever—four minutes.

First time in my life I've ever felt ripped off by a motel fee.