Screech.

I opened the fridge to make some lunch, and it was devastatingly empty.

It was such a waste of electricity to keep it running.

I could've ordered groceries online, but I prefer to see them with my own eyes, so I got ready to head out.

As I grabbed my bag and stepped out, there was Yoon Hye-yoon by the elevator.

Our eyes met, and since she's the neighbor, it felt awkward to ignore her, so I greeted her first.

"Hello."

"Hi, hello."

"Did you solve that ghost issue in your apartment? You look pretty cheerful."

"Ah... well, it's kinda sorted... and kinda not..."

She avoided my gaze and her face turned a bit red when I mentioned she looked good.

"...Well, that's good, I guess."

After that, the elevator arrived, and we rode down to the first floor in silence.

"I’m going this way, so take care."

"Yeah, I’m heading this way... take care."

She seemed to be heading towards school, probably had classes or something.

But that 'kinda sorted, kinda not' thing... sounds deep.

Kinda get what she means.

I’ve been helping her out with her nightly needs several times; why would she hate that?

From Yoon Hye-yoon's perspective, she probably sees me just as a ghostly sex toy.

Seems like she's getting over the touching issue, maybe it's time to move things along?

I got to the local Humplus store, picked up essentials like eggs and milk, and browsed for anything else worth buying.

As I walked along the wall, the vegetable corner caught my eye.

Veggies.

My brain, pickled by Hitomi content, commanded me to head there immediately.

Cucumbers and eggplants, the regular subjects. The stuff below loves them, very tasty materials.

I felt them up, chose the right sizes, and threw them in my basket before heading home.

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Today was a free day, and I wanted to relax at home, but I had a group project meeting, so I prepared to go out.

There are plenty of programs that allow real-time interaction like online classes, but face-to-face is more effective, or so they say.

Honestly, chatting is probably the main goal, but I agree that meeting up is more efficient, so I simply dressed up and went to the café near school.

When I approached the window-side table, my group members, three girls from my department, were already there, laptops out and chatting.

They greeted me warmly as I approached.

"Hye-yoon! Over here, here~"

"Hey there."

"Hi!"

All three are female classmates from the English department, which typically has an 8:2 gender ratio, so it’s common to end up in groups like this.

Once we all gathered, we sorted through our materials, decorated our PowerPoint slides, and planned our presentation order.

After wrapping up the basics, it was time for some serious chit-chat.

For an hour, topics ranged from our department and professors to grades and job prospects.

Of course, discussions about sex naturally followed, seeming almost obligatory.

Honestly, I feel a bit uncomfortable with these topics due to lack of experience, but my curiosity has been growing lately, so I listened intently.

"I wish my boyfriend would do more foreplay, but he just goes straight for my boobs and then tries to stick it in. Totally hate it."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Just when it starts to heat up, he stops."

"I wish he’d touch me all over, not just my boobs and down there."

As the three of them led the conversation, they suddenly turned to quiet me.

"You look like you have something to say..."

"Hye-yoon, how about you? Does your boyfriend treat you well?"

"Uh!?...um, I don’t have a boyfriend... actually, I’ve never really done anything..."

I answered in a shrinking voice, and my classmates were shocked.

"There's no way a pretty and nice girl like Hye-yoon doesn’t have guys all over her."

"Yeah, really! But you must get asked for your number a lot, right?"

While men often approached me on the street asking for my number, it always felt like they were just testing the waters, so I refused.

There wasn’t anyone at school who caught my eye either.

Seeing my lack of response, they resumed their lewd conversations.

"I really like it when a guy licks my clit. Just blanks out my mind."

"I like that too, but it’s best when he goes deep inside. The full feeling is just blissful."

Listening to their steamy talk made my body heat up.

I had to leave, claiming I had another appointment, and hurried home.

Once home, thoughts of our conversation led me to touch myself, and my panties were a bit stained.

Lying on my bed, I touched my breasts, but it didn't feel the same as before.

My fingers worked on my clit and inside me, trying to replicate the sensations of those thick, twirling touches...

I wished someone could do it just one more time...

But it was frustrating trying to reach the right spots due to my body's anatomy.

"I wish it... could reach... further..."

Disappointed, I tried stimulating myself in a cat position, lifting my hips to hit the right spot and managed a quick release.

But after being touched and teased so frequently, this solitary session was unsatisfying.

It felt forced.

Instead of pleasure, I just felt tired and unhappy.

My whole body shivered, my waist instinctively arched, and my mind went blank longing for that sensation.

Weirdly, the ghost that usually showed up whenever I masturbated didn't appear today.

I tried again, but still couldn't feel those ghostly touches.

"You get me this worked up... why don't you show up... I can't be satisfied on my own now..."

That night felt particularly lonely and empty.

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After whipping up some fried rice for lunch, I decided to spice things up a bit with my onahole for some post-meal exercise.

Looking over, there was Shin Ah-young, busy working on her assignment at the desk.

I rubbed between her legs with my palm, signaling that I was about to get busy down there.

Startled, Ah-young spread her legs wider and struck up a conversation.

"Finally showed up, huh? I've been waiting for ages..."

She welcomed me with a pleased tone, since it had been nearly 5 days since I last appeared.

Her slight smirk and gentle rocking of her hips suggested she was pretty excited.

As I kept rubbing myself, she stood up from the chair, disappeared for a moment, and came back naked, holding a towel.

Seriously, how those two melons hang so firm and perky every time is beyond me.

"Well... gotta prep the towel first, or the cleanup's a bitch, hehe."

She laid down a double layer of towels on the chair and assumed a position with her legs up and knees hugged to her chest.

From under the desk, I faced up to her pink pussy and got to work.

There was a faint smell of soap, probably from a quick wash.

Slurp...slurp...slurp

"Ahh...♡ Right there, I like it...♡ Press your tongue harder...♡ Ughhh♡♡"

As she started getting wet, I pulled away and picked up a cucumber from the stash of veggies I had prepared.

I teased the entrance of her pussy with the cucumber, inserting and withdrawing it slightly, and Ah-young remarked on the strange sensation.

"That... feels kinda scratchy... it hurts..."

Ah, right, they usually put condoms on these things in porn...

Peeling it would be a hassle, and condoms are too expensive.

I had picked out a huge one thinking we'd eat it later after cooking.

Didn't want to risk hurting her inside and dealing with complications.

Not inserting the cucumber all the way, Ah-young hesitated and then pulled out a dildo from the drawer.

Since I wasn’t using my fingers or cock, she must've thought dildo play was on the table.

"If you're looking for a dildo... I have one too...♡"

She held it dearly with both hands, clearly fond of it.

Irritated, I grabbed a permanent marker and wrote on her thigh.

[I have a cock, and you're buying that?]

"What? Whaa!? No... I thought... you weren't coming anymore... I was lonely..."

[Then stick with that dildo. I'm done with you.]

"Oh...! Sorry... this horny pussy got too excited... I'll throw it out, please..."

Ah-young immediately apologized profusely, admitting how far she had gone. It felt good to hear how much she enjoyed my cock, though.

[Keep sucking on that until I say you can stop.]

I made her suck the dildo and fetched a vibrator I had bought before.

Ah-young opened wide, covering the head with her lips and bobbing up and down.

It was too big for her to take it all the way to the base.

"Mmph...mmpphh...slurp..."

While she was busy sucking, I pulled out some lube, applied a bit to her anus, and eased the vibrator in before turning it on.

She hadn't expected anal, so she instantly pulled away from the dildo and covered her bottom with her hands.

"Ouch..!! Ugh... not there... it's dirty... Uhhh♡"

The vibration made her anus twitch rapidly and some fluid even leaked from her pussy.

Seeing she was ready, I took the eggplant I had prepared and inserted it into her wet pussy.

"Uhhh...Uhhh...♡..Uhh!! Ahhh....♡"

I had chosen one about the size of my cock, and it seemed to take her breath away with its size.

Her normally tight pussy was astonishingly stretched.

I deeply inserted the eggplant, twirling it around.

"Uhhhhhh♡ Ahaaa...♡ Don't rub inside...♡"

I pushed it all the way in, knocking on her cervix.

"Ah♡ Uhh♡ No knocking on the baby room...♡ Oohhh♡♡"

I pulled it out to the entrance and then shoved it in all at once.

"Uhhh...♡♡ It's too deep... my pussy's getting ruined...♡"

Soon she forgot about the dildo and was holding onto the chair's armrests, enduring the pleasure.

I cranked the vibrator to maximum and focused on probing the most responsive spots with the eggplant.

"Ahiiit♡ Ohh♡ Uh♡ Ahhh♡ I'm going... I'm goingggaahhh♡♡"

With a whoosh! and a whirr ..., the force of her clenching expelled the vibrator from her anus, and her squirting sent it flying even further.

"Ahahaaa....♡♡ Hiiiiit..♡ Uhh..."

She leaned back against the chair, legs gathered in a diamond shape, trembling.

The two towels beneath her were thoroughly soaked, having served their purpose well.

"Jeez...♡...now... please fuck my melted-down pussy with your cock...♡"

"From now on, nothing but your ghost cock in my pussy, please...♡"

Her eyes were glazed over, drooling, but still, she seemed to be begging for more.

Honestly, I was so turned on I wanted to just do it, but I held back because I wanted something else first.

[Do what I say now, and I'll fuck you tomorrow.]

"I'll do anything...♡ I'll be a good girl..."

That something was....

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"Yes...♡ I'll do it first thing tomorrow."