The Second Woman

This happened when I traveled to Venice.

Back then, my school sent us to Europe, so I spent about a month there during summer break.

After all the school programs ended, I had some free time in Europe. My friends’ schedules didn’t match up, so I ended up going to Venice alone.

You all know about those travel buddy posts on Naver Cafe, right?

I posted there looking for someone to hang out with in Venice, waited around two hours, but no one replied. I figured it was a bust. lol

So I went to sleep and woke up late. When I checked KakaoTalk, I saw a message from a woman asking to hang out.

I thought, 'Perfect!' and quickly replied, set a meeting spot, and we started exploring the city together.

She was about 165cm tall. Her body wasn’t bad, but not amazingly hot either. Her face was just average. First impression? Nothing special.

She said she was in Venice to visit an exhibition for her design studies. She also had a boyfriend.

We wandered around, took photos for each other, joked around, and had a fun time.

For dinner, we went to a nice restaurant and had pasta, ordering wine as well.

One glass, then two—we kept drinking, and before long, she was completely drunk. Then she started complaining about her boyfriend.

He’s too conservative, doesn’t seem to love her, she doesn’t know why they’re even dating, feels something’s missing—stuff like that.

She was talking to a stranger she just met, and the conversation kept getting more explicit.

"I like it best from behind?"

"Hahahaha, you’re so drunk!"

"No, seriously, listen. From behind, it feels like it goes deeper inside. You know what I mean?"

"Oh come on, hahaha. Yeah, yeah, so you like it more?"

"Yeah. More. Hehehe"

That’s how the conversation went.

She kept trashing her boyfriend.

He can’t last more than 30 seconds, his dick’s barely over 10cm, bad at foreplay—she went on and on.

Then she said she was going to the bathroom and left. That’s when I started thinking.

"Is this a setup? Is she hinting she wants to have sex? But could she be a gold-digger?"

Forgive me if the wording sounds harsh.

Back then, there were frequent cases of women using sex as leverage to demand money. So I decided not to make a move unless I was sure.

But 30 minutes passed and she still didn’t come back.

I got worried she might’ve passed out and went toward the restroom. The bathroom was outside the building, accessible through a separate door.

I saw three white guys surrounding her, touching her all over.

One had his hand under her clothes, groping her breasts. Another had his hand inside her pussy, finger-fucking her. The third was recording it all on video.

She seemed barely conscious, just kissing them and enjoying the touches. Her moans were real—no faking, and damn loud.

I stood there frozen for about ten seconds, then made eye contact with one of the guys. He looked startled.

He called his friends and started pointing at me, trying to leave.

As they passed by me, one said something—I only caught a few words. Something like, "You her boyfriend? Sorry, we’re leaving." That kind of vibe.

In that moment, I felt both rage at the sexual assault on a Korean woman and an intense, overwhelming arousal.

Anyway, since she couldn’t even stand, I quickly helped her fix her clothes and brought her back inside the restaurant.

I didn’t even think about reporting it. She was passed out, didn’t know her dorm, so I bought her water and just waited. After about 15 minutes, she started to come to.

"Hey, hey. Wake up. Where’s your dorm?"

"Ah… ugh… I don’t know…"

"Ah. Wake up, quick. Where is it?"

She said it was near the central area—completely opposite from where I was staying. We’d started dinner late, so if I took her back, I’d definitely end up sleeping on the streets.

But what could I do? She wasn’t some foreign girl—she was Korean.

"Fuck. I’m such a sucker. Hey, I’ll take you. Get up. Then I took money from her wallet to cover my half and we left.

We took a train—or subway—toward the inland city. After searching for her dorm for a while, we finally got there. It was already 1:30 a.m.

I opened the dorm door and tossed her onto the bed. She wobbled badly. I had no idea how exhausting it is to take care of a completely drunk person.

"Take my clothes off."

She suddenly said.

"Huh? What?"

"Take. My clothes off~ I need to shower."

She was so drunk her tongue was all twisted, slurring her words. I couldn’t understand a thing, so I started undressing her piece by piece.

Socks, top, pants—one by one. Then suddenly, her abs appeared—sharp, defined six-pack. lol

She’d mentioned doing yoga, but now I realized she must’ve been doing it seriously.

When only her underwear was left, her pale naked body was fully exposed.

Her underwear still had the wet stains from where she’d been fondled earlier, and there was a hickey on her neck. I swallowed hard and stared for a long moment.

Then, half-opening her eyes, she said this. lol

"Ah. What are you doing? Hold me already."

"Are you sure you’re okay?" (Yeah, my sucker instinct kicked in again here.)

"Ah, seriously, when a girl says this clearly—just hurry up."

So I pounced. Her pussy was already soaked, flooded with arousal, dripping wet.

I pushed her bra aside, and her nipples—slightly darkened—were already perky, greeting me.

I slid in one finger, then two, then three.

"Aaahn… Ah… Uhn… Ah…"

I sucked her breasts while using my fingers to search for her sweet spot. Then I hit a spot—her back arched like a bow.

I nailed it. Her arousal gushed even more, and she started pushing my head down.

With her breast still in my mouth, I followed the pressure, slowly licking down—her chest, lower belly, navel, above her womb—until I reached her pubic hair.

She hadn’t showered, so there was a slight smell, and her juices tasted salty. I flicked my tongue over her clitoris, then explored her labia majora and minora one by one.

Maybe because she was someone else’s girlfriend, I was even more turned on. And she loved it when I slowly kissed the inside of her thighs.

After about 30 minutes, she orgasmed multiple times—her first real oral, and her hips were bucking wildly.

I started taking off my top, piece by piece, until I was down to my underwear.

She propped herself up and slowly pulled my underwear down—like in a Japanese AV, painfully slow.

My cock got caught at the edge of the fabric, and when it finally slipped free, it sprang up like a spring.

Not trying to brag, but I’m 18cm with a thick shaft—like a tightly packed toilet paper roll—and she looked genuinely shocked.

"Why are you staring so hard? lol"

"No, lol, it’s just… such a difference. lol"

"Compared to your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, lol. Damn, this is huge."

She ran her hand over it a few times, then put it in her mouth.

Suck, suck. Slurp. Deep, slow sucking.

"Wow. Fuck, this feels amazing…"

She must’ve done this many times—she knew exactly where a man likes to be touched.

She licked every inch with her tongue, never touching the tip directly. She licked my balls like sucking candy, and carefully licked every ridge on the glans.

Sometimes she took it deep into her throat—I realized that was her throat pussy.

"Hey, wait. I’m about to cum."

She ignored me, her tongue movements growing even rougher.

Suck? Tap. Drip.

I came hard into her mouth, and right before climaxing, I pushed her head down, shooting deep into her throat.

She gasped, choking, but didn’t spill a drop. Even when pulling out, she kept a tight vacuum, slowly releasing it.

"Plop"

She swirled her tongue, tasting my cum, then swallowed it all. That’s when I thought:

"This girl was really starved for sex."

After that cleanup blowjob, my cock was hard again, and I slowly pushed inside her.

"Uhn… Ah… Slowly. Wait. Too… deep…"

I thrust in fully on top, so deep the base disappeared, and the tip hit something inside.

"Uhn… It’s… all the way in…"

She pressed her stomach and smiled like she was truly happy. I think it must’ve been her cervix.

"Should I go slow?"

"Yeah. Slowly."

I slowly moved my hips back and forth. She liked working out, so her tightness was insane.

Relaxing and then squeezing—this wasn’t something she’d done just a few times.

"Ah… Ugh…"

"You okay? Does it hurt?"

"Uhn! Yeah!! H… It’s okay… Right there… Just a little more…"

After a few minutes of slow thrusting, I felt another orgasm approaching, so I changed positions.

I lay down and had her straddle me. Having her guide it in herself—instead of using my hand—felt incredibly tight.

"Hah… Hah… So good… So good… Ugh! Aaahn!!"

She rocked her hips on top of me, shaking her small breasts up and down, grinding in circles.

When I sat up and sucked her breasts, her moans got even louder.

"Hah… Hah… Wait… Do it from behind… From behind…"

When I pulled out, it made a long, wet sound. My cock, slick with her juices and pre-cum, glistened as it came out.

She lay face down on the bed, lifting her hips—her anus and pussy fully exposed.

"Your asshole’s cute too, lol"

"Ah, stop saying weird stuff and hurry"

"Yeah, yeah. lol"

Right before I entered, I remembered a common scene and said:

"Hey. Does your boyfriend’s dick feel good? Or mine? lol"

"Ah, what? Just hurry. Please…"

"Answer me. Who’s better?"

I pressed my cock against her pussy entrance and rubbed it back and forth—without entering.

"Ah, fuck. Please put it in. Please."

"Answer me. Who is it??"

"You! You’re better! So hurry up!!"

"Okay!"

As I spoke, I thrust in deep—fully, all at once.

Her long hair was draped to one side of her neck, but in that moment, it flew up.

"Hiiik!! Uwaah!! So good. It’s all the way in!"

"Good? Too good?"

"Yeah!! Too… Ahh… Too good!"

I fucked her hard, pumping while pressing my thumb against her anus. Then I came inside her.

I came deep inside and we both collapsed. I’ve never cum so much in my life.

We stayed like that for about 20 minutes—still connected, just breathing hard, hugging. When I pulled out, white fluid poured out.

"Wow. So much came out."

"Wait, I’ll get tissue."

I went to the bathroom, got tissue, and cleaned every corner of her pussy. Then we went to shower together.

Without showering, we started round two—she sat on the bed, and I said I wanted to dry her hair, so I started drying it from the front, which led to another blowjob.

Around 4 a.m., we did it one more time.

We fell asleep without pulling out, not even shifting our bodies. When I woke up in the morning, my cock was still inside her.

Morning wood had made it hard and stiff again.

She was texting her boyfriend. I kept interrupting her until we started again…

When we finally left the dorm, she was completely dazed.

After that, we only messaged on KakaoTalk for a while, then suddenly stopped. That was the kind of person she was.

My writing got messy again. Have a good night!