Chapter 2 — The Woman I Met on a Trip - Part 1 (2)

We got off at Gangneung Station.

Without a word, our hands were already tightly clasped.

As we stepped onto the platform, the clock read 11 p.m.

She shivered slightly—maybe from the night air, dressed only in shorts and a cardigan.

I took off my coat and draped it over her shoulders.

At first, she insisted she was fine, but once she slipped it on, she turned to me and smiled softly.

"Thanks~~"

Somehow, we'd already slipped into speaking casually to each other.

"Are you hungry?"

I asked her. My stomach churned—maybe from the alcohol.

"Kind of hungry... Actually, my stomach feels kind of sour~"

As soon as we left the station, we spotted a restaurant with a bright yellow sign and went in.

"Two hangover soups, please~~~"

While we waited, I asked her,

"Tell me more about what you were saying earlier."

"What?"

"About your husband~~~"

"You really want to know?"

"Can you blame me? You left it hanging."

"Ma'am, one bottle of soju, please~~~"

Surprised, I turned to her.

"You're drinking again?"

She didn't answer—just nodded silently.

When the soju arrived, she poured herself a glass and downed it in one gulp.

"Mmm~~~ I actually had someone I really liked. We dated seriously, passionately... Then we broke up. Six months later, I met my current husband and married him."

That was the gist of her story.

She married the man she met six months after her breakup, and since then, she'd lived only for her family.

But then her husband's company ran into trouble, and his temper worsened day by day. Loneliness crept in.

She discovered chatting apps.

And today, after a huge fight with her husband, she stormed out in nothing but her cardigan, carried by anger and self-loathing.

"Mmm... I see. But... have you ever had sex with someone else besides your husband?"

She didn't look at me—just shook her head slowly.

"So I'm the first?"

She nodded.

I pretended to be surprised.

Earlier, when she asked for beer, when she questioned whether to order side dishes—I'd assumed she was easy.

"Actually... me..."

She finally spoke, breaking her silence.

"What? Actually what?"

"From the moment you put your hand in my panties... I was awake."

She poured another glass and drank it down.

"If you knew... why did you let me?"

"I don't know... Maybe I just gave up. Or maybe... curiosity."

"Curiosity about what?"

"About another man."

"And... I didn't dislike your first impression..."

Her face flushed red—whether from the alcohol or embarrassment, I couldn't tell.

"Is... that... so..."

I felt a little embarrassed myself, and fell silent, focusing only on my soup.

When we finished, she said,

"Baby, wanna go see the ocean?"

"Sure."

We left the restaurant and called a taxi.

"Sir, take us to the beach."

"At this hour?"

"Just take us somewhere quiet, please~~"

She asked for a place with no one around.

"At this time? Where do you think you'll find an empty spot? Hahaha."

The driver chuckled, but started driving anyway.

Soon, the salty sea air filled my nose—then, whoosh.

We got out and walked down to the shore.

No one else in sight—just the faint glow of stars overhead.

Crunch... crunch...

We stumbled down the sand and collapsed onto the beach.

We poured the remaining soju into paper cups and started drinking.

Naturally, I put my arm around her shoulder.

She leaned her head on me—maybe from the alcohol, maybe from exhaustion.

After a while, she spoke.

"Was I good to eat?"

I was startled, but laughed to lighten the mood.

"Tasty. You squeeze pretty well... hahaha."

She stared at me, wide-eyed.

"Hahaha. You little bastard."

She was clearly drunk. Cursing me, her tongue thick and clumsy.

"Hey. You little bastard. You know why I gave my body to you? Why I'm here with you at the ocean at this hour?"

Her sudden curse caught me off guard.

"Uh... well..."

I suddenly felt awkward.

"Hey~~ When you shoved your dick into my pussy, did it feel good? You sick bastard~~"

I was furious—was she just drunk and lashing out? The joy and ease of the trip vanished in an instant.

"Damn it~~~"

I pulled my arm away and shoved her off.

She stumbled, then stood up unsteadily, pointing at me.

"All men are the same!!! No love, just sex? You liked it too, didn't you?"

Her words slurred, but sharp as knives.

"I gave you this body anyway—it'll rot and decay when I die. Take it as a souvenir, you bastard~"

Then she staggered toward the sea.

"Wait—wait—"

I couldn't stop her—just stared, stammering.

The water reached her ankles, then her calves. She fell once, twice, but kept walking.

I realized I had to act—I ran in and grabbed her.

"Hey~~~ Stop~~~ No!!!"

"Don't stop me~~~ You bastard"

We were already in up to our knees.

I lifted her up and carried her to a large rock where only her head stuck out above the water.

She screamed at me, tears streaming.

"Don't stop me! I said don't~~ Sniff~~ Sniff~~"

Then she pushed me away violently.

I pulled her close, wrapping my arms tightly around her.

The waves crashed against us, tossing our bodies.

She broke down in my arms, sobbing.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

I whispered back, trying to calm her.

"What are you sorry for? Sniff~~ Sniff~~"

I rocked her gently, soothing her.

The waves rocked us harder.

The water rose to just above our knees.

I held her tighter to keep from falling.

She clung to me just as tightly.

Then suddenly—her lips crashed into mine.

Her tongue plunged in, wild and unhesitant.

I was shocked—but sucked her tongue fiercely into my mouth.

Our tongues twisted and fought, sucking and biting each other.

Our clothes—her blue T-shirt and my dress shirt—were soaked, clinging tightly to my skin.

I could feel her wet breasts pressed against my chest as I held her.

My cock throbbed instantly.

Like a man possessed, I devoured her lips and ripped off her T-shirt.

She tore open the buttons of my shirt, pulling it off.

I threw her shirt onto the rock—under the starlight, her pale blue bra sagged slightly.

Her small, perky breasts rose beneath the wet fabric.

I unhooked her bra and pulled it off.

Her bare breasts glistened under the stars—plump, perfect.

We frantically stripped each other, tossing clothes onto the rock.

Alone on a black shore—just her naked body and mine.

I turned her around, pressing her against the rock.

From behind, I grabbed her breasts tightly with both hands.

I circled her nipples with my fingers—swirl... swirl...

She arched her neck back sharply.

Then reached behind, wrapping her arms around me—her body leaning forward.

Above the waterline, her hips and my hard cock stood exposed.

I dropped to my knees and bit one of her hips.

She flinched, gripping the rock tighter. I gently spread her legs.

My upper body above water.

Her legs spread, gripping the rock, facing me.

I pressed my tongue to her pussy.

Slurp... slurp...

The waves rocked me, but I held her legs steady. She gripped the rock harder.

I pressed my tongue to her slit again, licking upward.

Maybe because her legs were open—her pussy was already wet and parted.

My tongue slid between her folds, climbing up to her clit.

Slurp~~~ Slurp~~~

Slurp~~~ Slurp~~~

I sucked her clit, then plunged my tongue deep into her wetness.

"Ahh~~~"

Was it the waves? Or the arousal? Her hips trembled violently.

This time, I turned her around—motioning for her to return the favor.

I knelt.

Only her chest above water.

Me standing in the surf.

She grabbed my cock, brought her mouth to my tip, and flicked her tongue around my glans—slow, then faster.

"Uhh~~~"

"Mmm~~~"

"Mmm~~~"

Her tongue grew more frantic.

Then suddenly, she gripped my shaft tightly—

Shove~~~

And took my entire cock deep into her mouth.

Slurp~~~

Slurp~~~

Hup~~~ Hmm~~~~~

The sound of waves... the sea wind... and her oral rhythm.

On her knees, her face above water, she sucked me fiercely—unaware the tide was rising.

Slurp~~~ Slurp~~~

Slurp~~~ Slurp~~~

She took me deep, all the way to her throat, sucking without hesitation.

"Ahh~~~"

I couldn't hold back any longer.

I pulled her up, turned her toward the rock, spread her legs, aimed my cock at her wet slit—

Shove~~~

"Ahh~~~"

My cock plunged deep into her pussy. Her neck arched back, gripping the rock.

Thud~~~ Thud~~~

Thud~~~ Thud~~~

"Ahh~~~ Baby, harder~~~ harder~~~"

I gripped her hips and slammed into her like a madman—thrusting in and out.

Slap~~~

Slap~~~

Slap~~~

Slap~~~

I pounded her hips like striking a drum.

Deep thrusts, pressing hard—then slow circles.

Pulling out slowly, leaving just my tip at her entrance, circling gently.

Then deep again—hard—pressing in fully, grinding in circles.

"Ahh~~~"

"Ahh~ Baby~ I'm~~~ going~~~ crazy~~~ Ahh~~~"

She screamed as if crying out in pain.

The sound echoed across the vast ocean.

I thrust faster.

Thud~~~ Thud~~~ Thud~~~ Thud~~~ Thud~~~ Thud~~~

"Ahh~~~"

"Ahh~~~"

I felt my climax rising.

I pulled her up, pulled her body tight against mine, grabbed her breasts with both hands—

My body stiffened—gurgle~~~

I felt my cock swell—then spurt~~~

She flinched as my hot cum shot inside.

Her pussy clenched, twitching—swallowing my load deep into her womb.

When her pussy had taken every drop, I slowly pulled out, turned her around, and kissed her deeply.

The tide had risen to our waists.

We scrambled up the rock, grabbed our clothes, and ran out of the sea.

The earlier sadness was gone—washed away.