Masturbation in the Bathroom, Exploring the City
Su-yeon arrived at the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on the shower. “Whoosh——” The water pressure from the showerhead was stronger than she'd expected. The powerful jet pounded against her breasts, stimulating her nipples.
“...Mm...” Su-yeon let out a small moan. Unconsciously, she cupped one breast with her hand, but the touch only heightened the sensation. As her palm brushed over the hardened nipple, a jolt like electricity shot from the tip of her breast straight down to her lower abdomen.
“Haa...” Su-yeon exhaled softly, her eyes fluttering half-closed. “Haa... My body reacts on its own to even the slightest touch.” Her body began heating up again. She could feel her pussy clenching, love juices seeping out.
Su-yeon gripped the showerhead with one hand and slowly slid the other downward. She pressed her index and middle fingers together against the already soaked entrance of her pussy, then gradually pushed them deep inside.
“Haah...” As the two fingers slipped into the slick warmth, the hot inner walls gripped them tightly. Su-yeon thrust them deeper, angling slightly to rub the upper wall.
“Ah...... Haaang......!” Pressing her own G-spot sent an intense wave of pleasure surging through her entire body. “Haaaang......! There...... So...... intense...... Aaang......!”
Su-yeon leaned against the wall, spreading her legs a little, and moved her fingers fast and hard. “Squelch...... Squelch...... Squelch...... Squeeelch......” With every motion, love juices overflowed, trickling down her thighs and mixing with the shower water.
She gritted her teeth, but the moans escaped anyway. “Haaaaang......! Feels...... so...... good...... Aaang......!” The harder she stimulated her G-spot, the deeper and more intense the pleasure grew. Her hips bucked wildly, her legs trembling.
Finally, her body convulsed sharply as she reached climax. “Haaaaaaang......!”
“Squiiiirt—” Her pussy squirted like a fountain.
“Haa...... Haa...... Haa......” Su-yeon leaned against the wall for a long while, catching her breath. ......I'm really losing it. She muttered to herself softly, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. Her flushed face, nipples still stiffly erect, and the love juices trickling down the insides of her thighs...
“Haa... Ah... I need to finish showering quick... This keeps happening, it's driving me crazy.” Su-yeon let out a deep sigh and slowly wrapped up her shower. She grabbed a large towel and began drying her body carefully—from her breasts, to her stomach, thighs, and even the sensitive space between her legs.
Each brush of the towel sent little shivers through her skin, but Su-yeon clenched her jaw and endured it. Next, she gently pressed the towel to her hair to remove the moisture, then turned on the hairdryer, letting the warm air dry it slowly.
Time to get dressed and head out... Su-yeon slipped into a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans. Comfortable clothes that allowed easy movement. She checked herself in the mirror one more time, grabbed her mini bag, and left the hotel.
Su-yeon strolled out of the hotel into the streets of Lome. “Hmm... Maybe I should check out some famous spots...” She pulled out her phone and searched for “famous places in Lome.”
Grand Marche... Akodessewa Fetish Market... The two names caught her eye. Su-yeon decided to head to the Grand Marche first.
She walked slowly, taking in the surroundings. Lome's streets buzzed with energy—voices of people, scents of spices, fruits, and fish assaulting her nose. Locals balanced baskets on their heads, children laughed and ran about; it was all so foreign yet vividly alive.
About 40 minutes later, she arrived at the Grand Marche. The entrance was already teeming with people. Colorful fabrics, piles of fruit, meat, spices, and handicrafts stretched endlessly.
Su-yeon wandered slowly through the crowds, browsing. At one stall, an elderly female vendor smiled and called out to her. “Hey there, pretty lady~ Come check out these clothes. They'd look great on you~”
Su-yeon smiled awkwardly, a bit flustered. “Oh... Sure... Thank you...”
The old woman beamed and gently tugged Su-yeon's arm. “Come here, pretty lady. Tall and curvy like you? Our clothes would suit you perfectly.” She led Su-yeon to her stall and laid out thin dresses and skirts in various colors—light cotton fabrics with bright patterns, perfect for Lome's heat.
“Try this one. Black with gold patterns. It'll look stunning on you.”
Su-yeon hesitated for a moment, then stepped into a makeshift changing area curtained off with fabric. She took off her T-shirt and jeans, slipping into the new dress. It clung nicely to her body.
The chest was slightly snug, subtly revealing her cleavage; the waist cinched in tightly, accentuating her hips. The hem fell well above her knees—quite short.
Hmm... It suits me better than I thought... Su-yeon changed back into her T-shirt and jeans.
“How's it look? Perfect fit, right?” The vendor called out as she emerged.
“Oh... Yeah... It does... Do you have about five of these?...”
The vendor's eyes sparkled as she grinned widely. “Oho! Five? Sure, sure! For a beauty like you, I'll give you our best.” She pulled out several similar dresses from behind the stall: black with gold patterns, deep navy with subtle florals, light beige, pale olive, and a thin white one.
“How much per dress?” Su-yeon asked, holding them up one by one.
“Normally 6,000 francs each (about $10), so five would be 30,000 francs (about $50). But since you're so pretty, 25,000 francs (about $40). And I'll throw in a necklace for free! Wearing it will bring you good luck.”
The vendor folded the clothes into a plastic bag with a bright smile, adding a small, iridescent necklace that sparkled like a clear glass bead, emitting a soft glow.
“Thank you...” Su-yeon paid and took the bag. She gave a small smile.
“Take care~” The vendor waved cheerfully.
Su-yeon bowed her head lightly in thanks and exited the market.
Su-yeon pulled out her phone again and searched “famous places in Lome.” This time, the Akodessewa Fetish Market stood out. The name stirred a vague memory—some internet blog listing it among the “world's top 10 creepiest places,” alongside Korea's Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital.
She hesitated. Curiosity mixed with unease. But with a light sigh, she muttered, “...I'll just take a quick look and head straight back to the hotel. Won't stay long.”
Su-yeon hailed a taxi by the roadside. A beat-up black sedan pulled up, and she climbed into the back. “To the Akodessewa Fetish Market, please.”
The driver nodded and pulled away. Lome's streets blurred past the window. After about 20 minutes, they reached the entrance.
“Here you are.” Su-yeon paid and got out. Instantly, a foul stench assaulted her nose—not just market smells, but something heavy, steeped in death and witchcraft.
Su-yeon instinctively covered her nose with one hand.
She ventured inside. Small tents and rickety wooden stalls crammed together, littered with all sorts of horrors: dried monkey heads, crocodile skulls, snake skins, bird beaks, piles of animal bones, voodoo dolls shaped like humans. Some dolls had rusty nails driven into hands and feet, wrapped in red cloth and feathers; others crusted with dark red, blood-like stains. Eyes gouged out, bellies slit open to expose innards.
The deeper she went, the worse the smell. Su-yeon's stomach churned; she gagged.
...What kind of market is this... She couldn't take it anymore. Curiosity had drawn her, but the reality was far more intense and disturbing than imagined.
Su-yeon turned and hurried out, almost running. Fresh air hit her at the entrance, but the stench lingered in her nostrils.
She flagged down a taxi. “Here, please.” She showed the driver her hotel on her phone's map app.
He nodded and drove off. Su-yeon leaned against the window, staring outside. She rubbed her nose with one hand. The Akodessewa Fetish Market's aftertaste still clung.
Su-yeon closed her eyes and sighed deeply. That's enough... Back to the hotel to rest.