The Value of Oral Skills Honed Through Tears

Chaewon pulled her hips a little farther forward, adjusting to the position of my face.

Even so, it was a distance I could only just reach by craning my neck deeper.

There, her small, sweet sex waited for me.

Glistening wetness clung to Chaewon's pussy inside and out. The way Subin had already worked her up—teasing her breasts and her clit—looked dizzying. Her clitoris stood larger and more distinctly erect than most women's.

Her pussy was throbbing hard, like a racing heart.

Nothing like the shy girl I'd first met outside the office. The lewd, wanton sex of a woman steeped in lust was spread open right in front of me. Even her tiny urethral opening had swollen within the inner lips, the dark hole gaping clearly into view.

The moment I took in the sight of her, she seized my hair harder, painfully hard. A sexual appetite no one would have guessed from her looks. Faced with desire, she turned out to be surprisingly rough and aggressive.

"Our little puppy… you should try harder if you want to lick me properly, shouldn't you?"

Her eyes narrowed into thin crescents as she looked down at me with an arrogant gaze and yanked my head farther forward. My neck bent until it ached and my breath caught.

That was when it happened.

While I stared at Chaewon's back, Subin—who had climbed over my lower body—finally brought the tip of her pussy into contact with my glans. The lube she'd applied, the precum already flowing freely, and her own wetness tangled together, delivering a slick, electric slide across my skin before she'd even taken me inside.

"Ah… it's so big… I think it's going to tear me."

Subin was tall, but her entrance was surprisingly tight. And Chaewon had boasted that she was even smaller than her… It made me wonder whether bisexual or lesbian women, who slept with men less often, might simply have tighter pussies than women who took men regularly.

The narrow mouth of her vagina just barely swallowed my head. Whether it was the prolonged stimulation that had made my cock hypersensitive, or the way Chaewon had my neck bent back—while Subin slowly took my glans in, I couldn't speak. My jaw trembled with the strain. Humiliating, painful, and at the same time a rush of thrilling sensation flooded through me.

In my own office, with no one to help me, I was being taken by two slender women at once.

Chaewon put her hand under my jaw and lifted it.

"A pretty pet should… service two women at the same time. Don't keep stopping…"

She pulled my neck harder still and pressed her hips closer to my face. Her gleaming outer lips came right up to my nose. Like an obedient puppy following its master's command, I stuck my tongue out long.

At last the cleft beneath her pretty inverted-triangle of pubic hair touched my tongue for the first time.

"Ah… a man's thick tongue…"

My tongue, pressed near her urethra, rode up the walls of her sex every time her hips rolled forward—as if I were lifting her clitoris from below with the tip of my tongue.

"Nngh~"

A natural little moan hummed through her nose. Even with my neck bent to the point of choking, I pushed my tongue firmly, insistently, into the cleft beneath her clit. That uniquely springy place—like a ripe little bud—was shoved aside by the thick tip of my tongue with every movement.

Chaewon kept her lower body at just the right distance—neither too close nor too far—and rolled her hips forward and back with sensual rhythm. When she pushed her pelvis out far enough for her anus to brush my chin, my tongue skimmed the rim of her entrance; when she drew her hips back, her clitoris lay flat and naturally dragged across my tongue.

Whether it was from licking her urethra or not, a faintly piss-like, musky scent reached my nose. The same scent of sexual heat that had overwhelmed me last week hit me again, and my cock stiffened harder in an instant.

"Aaang~"

Subin, who had been holding herself and forcing me in only as far as the ridge of my glans, cried out as if the sudden swell of my head had jolted her. She was already quite stimulated—sensitive and tight—even though only a little of me was inside her yet.

Rubbing the mouth of her pussy back and forth over me from below, Subin lowered her thighs and settled her weight onto me. For a moment I felt a soft catch at the entrance—then, with a long ssuuk, a considerable length of me slid into her vagina.

"Euhht—"

I never quite understood why women's pleasure was so bound up with pain… but so many of them made that sly, melting nasal sound when it felt good.

Then the tight folds of her pussy passed over me as if crowding together to meet me, clinging the whole way. While Subin held still with my cock buried inside her, Chaewon—who until now had been working in such good coordination with the woman behind her—began moving her waist to a completely different rhythm.

As pleasure started to rule each of their bodies, their rhythms no longer matched. Each chased her own selfish climax, indifferent to the other's pace.

Whether it was just Chaewon's nature… the twin wings of her inner lips, which she had been pressing against my tongue along with her clit, her urethra, and her entrance, grew especially springy. Blood had rushed and filled them completely. It felt as if two walls had risen side by side against my tongue. The clitoris before my eyes stood even more distinctly erect.

The blonde lifted her body higher and pressed her hips closer still. Now her sex rested fully against my mouth. At last I could lick her entrance at ease.

To give pleasure to the partner who had worked so hard for me, I relaxed my neck and flattened my tongue wide. The contact surface grew, and the tongue that touched her softened. Using a broader area, I covered her inner lips at the center—then tilted my head and licked the left and right lips separately, one after the other.

Whether it was her wetness or my saliva, everything mixed together and began to coat my chin, my lips, and the bridge of my nose in a thick sheen.

"Hup…! Ah!"

Subin finally moved, enduring the pain. Her body gave a short, sharp shudder—then she stayed perfectly still for several seconds with me held deep in her warm pussy. And then the woman who had been containing that thick cock began to move, her glossy black hair whipping like a lash as she bounced her body.

As if warming the depths of her vagina, she sank a little farther with every stroke, greedily taking me in. Of the three of us, she looked the roughest in both mouth and manner. That bold black-haired woman—the way she felt around me was unexpectedly no different from a girl having her first time. Surprisingly narrow, firm, and tense.

"Aeuuk!"

At last she dropped her hips hard and buried a considerable length of me inside her pussy.

"Ah~ so full… a man's cock…"

She hung her head, eyes closed, and slowly rode me from above, savoring my cock in small up-and-down motions. It must have felt quite good for her. The unusually thick thing I carried had swollen even larger thanks to their antics—so the way they had drugged me and used me as a tool of lust was coming back as a punishment they felt in their own bodies.

Of course that punishment brought a thrilling joy to both of us, transforming in the shared breath between us into a sweet, secret pleasure.

Behind my lower body, where the not-inconsiderable weight of a model-like woman was bearing down, my ass had to endure the hard wood of the desk with every bounce of her riding… but even the uncomfortable texture of the floor against my backside, set against the soft interior of her pussy and the smooth flesh above me, arrived as a vivid contrast—and that, too, became part of the pleasure.

Her wetness, which had ridden down my shaft all the way to my balls, flowed beneath them. Softness and stickiness and slick mess all mixed together. That feeling you only get when you're fucking a woman who gets truly wet.

While my tongue worked beneath her, Chaewon in front of me took my right hand and drew it up. She spread my fingers and began sucking them one by one.

"Uum~ sslp… ssuup~"

Then she lifted my left hand as well and set it on her right breast—a clear signal to grab it hard and stimulate her roughly. But I gently refused her request. Instead, the way Subin had been playing with her, I pinched her nipple between my fingers, narrowed the gap, and twisted—while cupping the underside of her breast with my palm and pushing it outward.

Like the genius martial-arts protagonist who immediately puts what he's learned to use. Just as the black-haired woman who knew Chaewon's body so well had demonstrated with her own hands, I stimulated her exactly the right way.

"Eungheung—"

Chaewon made a beast-like sound around my fingers. I lifted my upper chest a little—to create space toward Chaewon's lower body. Her pussy poured even more fully against my face. Then, to ease the strain of sticking my tongue out so far and to give her more stimulation, I rubbed tongue and lips, chin and nose all over her evenly.

The stubble on my chin might even have hurt against the entrance of Chaewon's pussy—but perhaps heat already ruled her so completely that she had gone dull to pain. She turned her head this way and that, licking my fingers, and began grinding her hips hard against my face.

Thwap. Thwap.

Below, Subin had fully taken my cock into her body and began moving her ass, putting her weight into her thighs.

"Nngh… fuck… it's so hot…"

Whether it was because all that hot blood had rushed in and had nowhere to go, or because our bodies were simply burning up—both the inside of her pussy and my cock felt scorching, feverish.

Subin's up-and-down motion gradually shifted into grinding: keeping my penis sheathed inside her, she rubbed the walls of her vagina toward her womb. Every time the tip of my cock touched some place whose end I couldn't know, I could see her face contort through the gap between Chaewon's thighs and arms.

At some point the two bad women who had been using me to fill their own pleasure had become the ones filling me with pleasure instead. A reversal of dominance that only a man with a thick cock could experience.

Chaewon briefly pulled her lips from my fingers and pleaded with me in a much softer voice.

"…Hah… Oppa… stick your tongue up… and put it in my pussy."

And she looked down at me from above with wet, glistening eyes, as if begging me to grant her request. The "puppy" who had been satisfying her stimulation had become "Oppa."

I looked up at Chaewon's face with considerably more ease than before.

How long has it even been, and already it feels like the upper hand has flipped. Not very like the women who were talking so big…

I lifted my upper chest a little higher to create a better angle, then stiffened my tongue hard. I put more strength into my neck as well. And I fitted my tongue perfectly into the entrance of her pussy.

Chaewon closed her eyes, her face trembling, and slowly tipped her head back as if savoring it. The side surface of my tongue was wider than the length of her entrance, so every time I pushed in and drew out, her opening stretched open and then returned to its own size. I could feel the elasticity of her vertically slit pussy change tone as it widened horizontally around my tongue with every pass.

For all her big talk, it was a small, tight pussy. Tight enough that I genuinely worried whether she could take my cock at all.

Seeing their voices soften, I wanted to tease them a little more. The way they treated me had shifted from handling a toy to treating me with satisfying respect—and I liked that feeling.

I pushed my tongue deep into her pussy and curled it slightly upward inside. There was nothing for the tip to catch on in that space, but the side of my tongue brushed lightly against the inner wall—not the outer rim of her entrance, but deeper in.

"Eee-eung~"

She made a strange sound, like a little child crying. It must have been a place she'd never felt before. I loved sex. A woman that bold and spoiled begging like a child—even her family would never have seen it. And I was the man who got to witness it.

I had gone years without this kind of good sex, body aching and heart aching. A man in his blood-hot twenties.

The small of my back and the rear of my hips hurt. Subin, apparently receiving stimulation of her own, had almost stopped bouncing up and down. Instead she was moving in circles, letting my cock roam the space inside her pussy and rub every wall. And as the stimulation took hold, she breathed in a distinctive way through her nose…

"Ssup… heung… ssup…"

Her ears flushed red; she didn't look at me, just closed her eyes and ground her hips. When a woman is on top, the space inside her vagina usually feels larger… and yet Subin moving above me still didn't feel spacious. Moreover, every time she slowly rolled her hips forward and back, the mouth of her womb caught against me. Each time it touched, she made a pained sound and frowned.

"Ah! Ah!"

But she kept finding that spot again. I already knew—to someone unused to it, it hurts; to someone who knows it, it's the best stimulation there is. The best piece of information sex-hungry women had ever given me when they slept with me.

Still, for women who had acted so boldly, Chaewon and Subin both clearly knew how to fuck.

At some point Chaewon's thighs and calves began to tremble. Was it from squatting over me for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so long, moving her hips? Or was pleasure finally arriving? Either way, the voice coming from her mouth had grown far more pitiful and pleading. Compared to the beginning, her whole atmosphere had filled with femininity.

As always, a woman was pretty and beautiful when she was having sex.

And these two women had no idea that back when I couldn't get properly hard—back when I was still with the girlfriend I was seeing then—I had been taught oral sex with merciless thoroughness. They were distracted by the thick cock in front of their eyes, and they had started without knowing my other strength.

I could make a woman come with my tongue alone. I had learned how to use my tongue for long stretches and endure it. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I had trained until the root of my tongue swelled thick—all in the desperate effort to hold on to Siyeon. They didn't know that. It had been such a desperate time for me.

My tongue, just like my cock, had been honed through tears. So my oral skills were more than competitive.

I could feel Chaewon climbing right up to the edge on my tongue. She had started enjoying herself before Subin, so roughly forty minutes had passed. More and more, my tongue was working like a boxer throwing light jabs—relaxing its power, performing only the necessary motions with maximum efficiency.

Chaewon's plan to enjoy my tongue as an appetizer before taking my cock had been a badly miscalculated plan—she hadn't known her opponent.

And so I began to introduce to my audience what it felt like to ride a tongue, and what a man's technique—honed no less carefully than any lesbian's oral skill—could do.

I found a better position and laid her entire clitoris on the underside of my tongue. I had to go completely soft. Even a little tension would dull it and make it hard—I had to be careful of that. Then I began to lick, using the floor of my tongue to push back the skin covering her clitoris as if peeling it away. Softly shoving it aside, and once the sensitive part was exposed, I kept licking.

"Eu~ eeing-ing—"

It was the kind of sound that was neither quite crying nor quite begging. A guaranteed winning method, brutally verified on women other than Chaewon as well.

I pressed the hollow of my tongue's underside so that her clit was fully exposed, pushed until it was completely bare while staying soft—and then, as if trembling my lips, I sent fine vibrations through my tongue. The key was not to move up and down, only side to side. Move up and down and tension floods the tongue immediately; but if you tremble it sideways, carefully keeping force out of the root, you can work her with fine vibration for five minutes or more.

Very sensitively, very small, with absolutely no force—I trembled. It required the patience of a sniper waiting for the perfect range. And I knew well that when a clit is already burning like this, the most sensitive place is the part normally covered by skin. Cover that entire area and transmit vibration, and even the finest movement carries through.

"Hyeuk… geut!"

The moment I began applying the carefully refined technique, Chaewon's flush rose visibly. She no longer moved her hips the way she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had before. She stopped completely. They knew how good this stimulation was, so they didn't shift even a fraction from the necessary position—they only felt it.

I knew from experience that the more sex-hungry a woman was, the more selfish she became during sex. How hard my tongue was working, how hard my posture was—none of that existed in their heads anymore. When the soft, swelling beads of climax filled their brains and took them by the hand into another world, they did not refuse. Right now the only thing filling their minds was the single sensation of climbing toward orgasm. Nothing else would be heard or cared about.

"Sseuup… hah-hah!"

Subin, too, following Chaewon, was visibly starting to lose her mind. Her pretty brows began to flutter and tremble; goosebumps rose along her neck.

With the blonde riding my face and the black-haired slender woman gripping my cock with her body, I was distributing my concentration so effectively that the sensation of climax was rising more slowly for me—but both of them were hanging on the parts where I was strongest, climbed right up to the edge like a time bomb of pleasure about to go off.

My cock was approaching a pleasant urge to come, but I still had more than enough room to send them first. I had received abundant pleasure from the women who had been playing with me—but from the moment I felt that the ability I possessed could stand above theirs, the initiative of this Friday's sex returned to me.

You two picked the wrong opponent. I wasn't a toy. I was the master above you.

Before I knew it, superiority and confidence wrapped around my body. And the time had come to prove it to them. From here on, confidence began to rise that I could fill them with satisfaction beyond their expectations.

Not me—those two beautiful females had become my toys.