I Hear Strange Noises in the Health Room. 371

Chapter 371 – 67. I Hate You.

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“I’ve been there.”

Dabin Seol. Mom told me to go home early.

She said she would come meet her friends. Why did you come home so late again today?

… Alcohol. Okay. Even mom knows that I’m at the age where I like things like that.

Don’t you hate it when you go out drinking and having fun with your friends and then come home and get nagged like this?

Let’s go a little earlier. Okay?

Her mother’s nagging that had been prickling in her ears for so long.
That got stuck in my eardrums as I smiled awkwardly, saying I was sorry.

Well, when I arrived in front of the house, I was anxious because it was already well past 1 o’clock.

She told her mom that she would be leaving around 12 o’clock, so I couldn’t help but listen to her nagging.
It’s a little late around 12 o’clock, even if it’s Korean time.

Well, from my mother’s perspective, everything is just saying that everything will go well for me.

So, after muttering sorry and nagging her, I went back to her room while listening to my mother tell me to hurry up and go to bed since it was late.

“Haaa…”

It’s annoying, so I just brush my teeth and wash my face… Let’s skip the shower. You can do it tomorrow. Tomorrow.

She scratched the back of her neck, where her red hair was stuck, and sighed, pulling the hook of her bra to undo it.

Baek Ji-ho is a model student who always wanders around in strange places, so I hated this, but I don’t care.

Honestly, why are you so upset… I don’t even understand it.

For a moment, I recall some of the memories I had with my boyfriend.

After glancing at the wall right next to the bed, I roughly took off the pants that were hanging over my feet and hurriedly went to the bathroom.

It gets more annoying when my hair gets wet, so I put the face wash band on the dressing table and hang it on my wrist.

It probably took about 10 minutes.

After briefly washing my face and washing my feet, I returned to my room, leaving behind a trace of material.

And then I immediately lay down on the bed and fell asleep… Instead of.

“…”

I briefly turned on my cell phone.

Normally, I would have just crawled under the blanket and slept for tomorrow, but fortunately, tomorrow was the weekend.

This means that even if you sleep in a little late, wake up late, and even go to dreamland late, there is no problem as long as your mother doesn’t suddenly open the door.

Moreover, according to the big data accumulated since elementary school, her mother’s patrol was limited to around 1 a.M. At most.

Therefore, I turned on the air conditioner, enjoyed the luxury of covering myself with a blanket, and started fiddling with my phone.

“I guess all the kids went home safely…”

It wasn’t difficult to find news about friends.

There were already people I was in contact with through KakaoTalk or DM.

Of course, there was one child who didn’t say anything, perhaps because she was already asleep or just annoying, but since the three of us, excluding Hayun, live in the same place, I don’t think it was a big deal.

Maybe it’s because Hayun was in such a bad state right now…

– To be honest, didn’t it seem like that for some reason? I wasn’t particularly confused when I heard that. Health teacher, you are feeling well.

-No, having a good body has nothing to do with what Hayu was talking about…

– Ah, but what should we do on Monday? Doesn’t Hayun hit you a lot? Why would she ask a drunk person about their first experience?

– Well? I think it’ll be okay… More than that, Hayun…

Even though her friends just continued that group monologue.
Because there has been no response so far.

“…”

Go back exactly 2 hours from now.

They say the ‘topic of conversation’ always changes quickly depending on the flow of thoughts, but today was a little different.

That’s right, today something huge that never happened before happened.

Not to anyone else, but to Hayun.

Hayoon, who had never even been seen talking to a man, found herself with a boyfriend.

Thanks to this, the drinking party was filled with Hayun’s stories.

How did you meet? How long have you been dating? Well, there are hundreds of questions of all kinds, starting from simple questions like this to slightly more advanced ones.

Fortunately, Hayun asked me a suspicious question once before, so I thought, ‘No way?’ I had my thoughts in order, but…

It was understandable that the other friends had an explosive reaction, as it was news they heard very suddenly.

The fact that the person in question was not her ordinary classmate, but a health teacher may have contributed to this great interest.

… So, the story those drunk people are talking about in the group chat room is definitely.

– Still, there must have been some exaggeration, right? How much did you do… When explaining things like size?

– Oh, that’s something we heard after praying that Hayun was embarrassed to say.

-But even if Hayun lied, we wouldn’t know, right?

“… Uhm…”

That must be it.

A very short story about Hayun’s first experience.

“… Not even a middle school girl.”

Between pathetic and pity.

I was feeling some emotion, but since it wasn’t as interesting a conversation topic as I thought, I turned my attention elsewhere.

In this world, there is so much time-wasting content prepared so vastly and systematically.

YouTube, TikTok, or Reels…

Thanks to this, when I looked at my phone with my brain blank, the number 1:52 was already stamped on my watch.

If you were planning to stay up all night, you should close your eyes around 2 o’clock at the latest so that the day and night don’t get disrupted.

I skimmed through the accumulated alarms, deleted them, put my phone next to the pillow, and pulled up the blanket slightly higher.

“…”

That’s how I tried to sleep.

I tried to go through the usual routine of closing my eyes, tossing and turning, and then falling asleep.

But today the procedure was slightly, very slightly difficult.

I don’t really like counting sheep while I sleep or drawing pictures in my head like that.

I guess it’s because I’m drunk.

Or maybe it’s because I just saw a conversation between friends.

This is because my brain kept showing me one ‘troubling imagination’ on its own.

“…”

Hayun, that…

Boyfriend’s last name… When I was asked 17 gold what the size of the flag was.

Are you crazy?

Are you a pervert?

How do I know when I’ve never measured it with a ruler?

I threatened that I would never tell you.

… When you’re very drunk,

After hearing the same question again.

Pursing her lips as if embarrassed,

In the end, I only expressed it for a brief moment by spreading my hands out on the table,

That.

“It doesn’t make sense, honestly…”

As I remembered the approximate size of what I had seen sitting in the seat right next to me, I turned over with a sigh.

Make sure your phone isn’t even visible at all. So that you can look at the wall.

However, even as I was immersed in the soft, sunlight-scented blanket, my brain was busy imagining strange images as if I was obsessed with ‘that’.

… Well, that thing I sometimes saw in porn,

A composite of the size Hayoon showed by slightly opening her hands.
A very, very noble image.

Assuming Hayun didn’t lie.

That’s about the tip of my middle finger…

Wouldn’t it completely cover up to the wrist level?

My cell phone isn’t that long right now.

… Moreover, even if I imagine that it is only as long as this cell phone, I feel a little scared…

“… Ugh.”

Oh, really.

This is all because I saw the perverts talking among themselves haha.

One person in particular was a Mosul, and he only liked stories about these topics… !

… Aside from that, the story and imagination keep popping up in my head…

Am I also frustrated?

Or maybe I’m just a little drunk and doing this.

Because of my bad imagination, I couldn’t sleep and instead was just rubbing my thighs, so I decided to take special measures.

“…”

In fact, even if it is a special measure, it is not a big deal.

It’s just that the word ‘frustration’ came to mind, and when I looked back on my memory, I realized that I haven’t masturbated much lately…

What about with my boyfriend…, … Same as always.

Therefore, there is a good chance that something may have built up, so I thought it would get better after masturbating lightly.

“Troublesome…”

I’ll say it again, I wasn’t excited.

It’s not that I felt dirty.

Just imagine. It was really just a useless imagination.

It’s not a gay porn at all. Where is the crazy idiot who gets excited by talking about her friend’s boyfriend?

So, I lightly pulled down my panties, which were not particularly wet and were only a little warm at best, from under the blanket.

I personally don’t like wearing it with it turned to the side because the cut in the panties is slightly annoying.

In a situation like this, it was most convenient to just put my panties around my ankles and masturbate.

… When I took off my panties properly, it felt like something serious, so I didn’t like it either.

I held back my complicated thoughts and pulled the blanket, which had been pulled up to my lips, a little higher.

If possible, cover your entire head. And then I picked up the cell phone that I had just turned off.

Next, I clicked here and there on the screen…,

… Following the natural flow.

Enter a site that you can never show to others.

There are a few instances of Korean, but most of the site consists of English and Chinese characters.

As I was taking a quick look at the numerous videos floating in the center, I came across the worst of them all… I roughly pressed the button.

Anyway, right now I’m just having a little happy time before going to sleep, so there’s no need to think carefully about the choice.

… That’s not to say that I usually make my choices after careful consideration. Anyway.

Anyway, I chose a video to watch while masturbating.

What’s left…

“… Tsk, … Tsk,”

I only have this one thing.

I wrapped myself in a blanket and began to carefully touch the area around my clit with my soft fingertips.

Squeeze with one finger… It’s not bad to touch slowly, but it’s convenient in many ways.

It is also a so-called ‘erogenous zone’ where one can easily feel good.

… Because of that, it’s easy to reach the peak.

Especially like this,

When you masturbate even when you don’t feel like it,

Even more so.

“Ha, uh… Ugh…”

Gently drag your fingers down along the nasal area where you can feel the downy hair.

I slowly pulled my finger up so as not to touch it directly yet.

It’s still dry, but it feels nice and soft.

Especially the part that makes a snapping sound when you tap it lightly with your finger. Definitely.

“…, … Hehe…”

A man caresses a woman.

A woman caresses a man.

In the end, we have sex while changing positions,

There are probably a million videos on this site.

With the sound of the video set to 1, I touched the area around my crotch bud and this time even touched it directly to get more pleasure, and my back began to buckle faster than I expected.

… It’s hard to compare it well, but it feels like electricity tingling along the large bones in the body.

Maybe this is what they mean when they call it an orgasm.

Thinking about my superficial sexual knowledge, I rubbed my clit more and more explicitly,

In the end, it didn’t take much time for me to get away easily.

“… Ha… Ha…”

Although it was warm at first, it was completely dry.

No matter how much I masturbated, I can already feel something slippery on my fingertips.

It’s not as wet as you see in videos, but you can still feel the moisture and viscosity.

… Well, this is different for each person.

With a quick breath, I wiped my hands on my lower abdomen, picked up the fallen cell phone, and carefully placed my hands in the empty space between my thighs.

Of course, after masturbating once, you can just disperse and call it a day since everything has been resolved.

I guess.

I guess the amount had accumulated without me even realizing it.

“Huh…, … Sssssw…”

In the video, a man grabs the hips of a woman who is crawling like a dog and vulgarly fucks her lower back.
Could it be that he is the one holding the camera? He held the woman in place with one hand, not both hands.

Paang, paang, paang.

While containing all the explicit sounds.

That didn’t mean my fingers got faster and faster.

Of course, I’m a little bit too… When I felt like something,

It really does sometimes happen,

This is because I am usually satisfied with this slow movement.

Scratching my throat and trying to hold back the sound that is about to escape, if I don’t do it this way, the level of difficulty will increase vertically.

Beyond the wall is my boyfriend’s room.

There are dad and moms outside.

Things were a little better with my boyfriend, but I didn’t want all three of them to find out I was masturbating.

The only people who want to show such embarrassing behavior to others are masochists – this word came to mind, but I’m not sure if it’s the right name – perverts.

Because I am a person with very, very ordinary tastes.

“Ugh, ugh, … Ah, … Ugh…”

A very wet male organ… Watching the scene of being beaten to the ground, quietly.

After pressing down on my clit until my shoulder started to tremble.

… Not long after.

One more time.

Climax.

The air that was contained to hold back the sound leaks out with heavy breathing.

I felt like I couldn’t keep my lips closed anymore, so I put my head down on the pillow and lifted my back with a creak.

… It’s not that I want to do this,

My body alone.

Arbitrarily.

“Haa…, Ha…, Stop now…”

At this level, I would have solved all my frustrations.

I wiped a large amount of love juice from the tip of my middle finger on her soft thighs, and poked her head out from under the blanket, which had become like a steam room.

… I think I definitely left a wet tissue there.

I was lost in the lingering mood and looked around with a hazy gaze for a moment.

She whined, reaching for the wet wipes on her nightstand and taking them, and continuing to clean up after her, leaving as little trace as possible.

I was extremely embarrassed before I started, but now I still feel somewhat relieved.

It would be embarrassing to say in detail, ‘I masturbated because my friend’s boyfriend’s dick kept taking up a place in my imagination.’

Anyway, let’s sleep now.

Now that I’ve lost some energy, I’ll sleep more comfortably.

I closed my eyes, putting on my panties that had become cold after being away for a while.

“…”

But I guess.

It seems that the method of action was wrong.

“… Ha…”

Does masturbation actually incite more sexual desire?

As my body heats up to a certain extent, I wonder if more erotic things come to mind.

With a sigh that fell into her pillow, the images she had tried to forget filled her mind again.
The size that Hayun explained by opening her hands.

A cock that roughly matches that, with veins sticking out here and there.

For some reason, I keep saying,

Because I kept thinking about it.

“… Are you crazy? Really…”

Okay. I guess I’m crazy.

Let alone being a little drunk, how would you explain this situation if you didn’t have a headache?

… I wasn’t horny because of the story about Hayoon’s first experience that I heard at her bar.

Like a fool.

What is this?

“Ugh…”

I don’t plan on masturbating again.

If you masturbate with something that comes into your head right now, you will never do that in your life even if you give it a hundred steps.

… However, just a little bit, there was something uncomfortable compared to before.

She glanced down at her hand, which was placed in a comfortable place.

So that she can place it between her crotch, where she had been touching it a lot while masturbating.

“…”

It looks like he cleaned up after her with a wet tissue.
Between her crotch, where her unknown wetness can be felt,

My lower abdomen is throbbing for some reason,

So that I can take her hand.

“…”

It was absurd.

It’s not that I have a rational crush on Seo Woo Jin,

Rather, he is a person with negative likability.

If I think about it as rationally as possible, I thought this was probably the reason.

Hayun spread her hands wide open, saying that she had sex with a man like this… I guess it’s curiosity about that kind of thing.

Why, when I first got into that kind of mood with Baek Ji-ho, what I saw was much smaller…

… No. This story is over.

I think that incident was a trauma to her.

“Haa…”

Anyway, it’s probably out of simple curiosity.

It may be because of the sweet intoxication that still lingers on my body.

It may be because of the stories of those pervert friends who were just chatting in the chat room.

It’s probably because Hayun was so drunk that she blurted out a secret story about her first experience.

It’s probably just because I’m a little, just a little frustrated.

Finished organizing.

At the same time, I shook my head, threw off the blanket, got up, and headed to the kitchen.

Just as you often mix water to avoid getting drunk, I thought that if I drank a glass of cold water, I might feel better.

“… Phhh…”

Fortunately, it worked.

It may be a stupid placebo effect, but anyway, it erased some of my unnecessary delusions.

For a moment, I was cursing Seo Woo Jin in my mind.

I put the empty water cup in the sink and returned to the bedroom, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

Hayun, I guess she was so drunk today that she said some nonsense.

I guess I also had some strange imaginations because various things happened today.

Judging what happened today to suit my taste.