The World’s Greatest Sex Friend
The Pilates studio director’s office was cramped, the two of us pressed tightly together. Yeoeun was on top, pinning me down in a violent, explicit posture.
“—Has anyone seen my towel…”
“—Phew, let’s go to a café after this…”
“—Shower first…”
In the silence laced with awkwardness, if you listened closely, you could hear the muffled sounds of people bustling outside. The walls of the office weren't exactly soundproof, and I could hear the students who had finished their Pilates classes wandering about in groups of three or four. Acknowledging those sounds, I opened my mouth, which had been pressed shut as if glued together.
“There are still… people outside, aren’t there?”
“It’s fine. People rarely have a reason to come into the director’s office anyway.”
“But if they hear something from inside…”
“Well, you just have to keep your mouth shut so you don’t get caught, don’t you?”
Squeeze!
As if to represent her impatient, hunted state of mind, Yeoeun pushed down harder, pressing into my shoulders. After locking the door, she was fully aroused, tilting her head with a look of disappointment that seemed ready to manifest depending on my answer.
“Or is it that again? Did you come up with another strange reason to refuse, or are you just trying to run away because you’re scared, honey?”
“…….”
I held my tongue for a moment. I fell into thought, still conscious of the murmurs outside. Surely, in the past, I would have done just that. I would have stepped back, weighing the pros and cons, claiming the place was inappropriate. This tempo was far too fast. I would have said it wasn't the right place, fearing social ruin if we were caught.
“No.”
“Oh?”
But that was all over. The psychological line of defense I had tried so hard to maintain had crumbled completely at the suggestion of being ‘sex friends’ that Yeoeun had proposed.
“Instead, though…”
There was only one thing I wanted to say. If we were going to do this, I wanted to be stubborn about one thing. If Yeoeun really wanted to play in this cramped space while people were still outside, then—
“Instead, can I… can I be the one to move?”
“!”
Her eyelids shot up at my suggestion.
“You want to take the lead, honey?”
“It’s just, before… I only received, and I couldn’t return the favor. According to the turn, I think… it’s Yeoeun’s turn to receive this time.”
Her eyes, filled like a full moon, blinked. She seemed lost in thought, as if trying to grasp my intentions, before she flashed a quick, wicked grin. ♥ It was that chilling, signature smile—like meeting a wolf in the middle of the night.
“I’m… covered in sweat right now, you know?”
“I, I did it without washing last time too…”
This part was a shameful confession, so I avoided her gaze before adding, “And I… actually like doing it without washing.”
I revealed a bit of my taste. It had been that way since I was young. Personally, I liked not just the pleasant scents the public enjoyed, but a variety of smells. The scent of gasoline at a gas station. The smell of a puppy’s paws. The scent of the earth right after it rains. I hadn't noticed it much earlier because I was focused on my physical limits, but now I could feel it clearly. I had been conscious of the musky sweat scent that hit me the moment Yeoeun clung to me.
The scent of the opposite sex that wafts intensely right after a workout—I didn't hate it. No, when it comes to men and women, isn't that the very point that raises the mood and triggers arousal?
“Heh~ Is that so?”
At my confession, her lips curled even more pleasantly. Her cheeks flushed even more, as if she thought my answer had hit the mark. Yeoeun relaxed the strength in her knees and arms that had been pinning me down, as if granting me permission. As I slowly rose from the chair, she retreated with a coy, backward step, like prey being hunted in reverse.
Clatter!
She reached behind her, sweeping all the documents and stationery piled on the desk onto the floor. She hopped up, rubbed her large buttocks left and right against the desk, and said, “Then, shall I receive some of your service, honey?”
She sat on the desk as if she were looking forward to it. Having climbed onto the high desk, the fantastic proportions of her body, clearly visible through the contours of her tights, entered my field of vision all at once.
‘…Isn’t the service supposed to be for me?’
When we stopped before, I’ll be honest, I had been looking forward to it. The anticipation of being able to touch this flawless body, sculpted by the gods, which had been dizzying at first sight. Frankly, whenever Yeoeun touched me all over, I wanted to touch her too. When she suggested that I could take revenge someday, I really wanted to go through with it, prepared to be a sex offender. Today was the day that became reality. Today was the day it would all happen with legal consent.
Squeeze!
“Umm…!”
“!”
I couldn't help myself and touched her thigh, but she was the one who was surprised. This was a sensation I was feeling for the first time. These thick thighs were not the soft, squishy thighs of a woman I had known before.
‘The elasticity is… insane.’
The sponge-like resilience that tried to bounce back the moment I pressed it. The violent, thick sensation buried inside those tights, a mix of fat and muscle. A mass of estrogen perfectly blended with muscle.
“Then, excuse me.”
“You have to… be gentle, okay?”
“……!”
As I reached to take off her tights, fully aroused, Yeoeun teased me with a playful giggle. My tension rose slightly, but when I slowly brought my hand to the rubber band of her waist, she allowed it without resistance. I pulled, and the black tights came down easily. Even though she was sitting with her buttocks on the desk, she twisted her pelvis left and right to make it easier for me, and they slid down like ice cream packaging, falling to the floor.
That was how I saw it. The first bare legs of Yeoeun I had ever seen. A touching first unveiling, shared only by the two of us in the narrow office that protected Yeoeun’s privacy.
‘……………………………………It’s good to be alive.’
I stared blankly and repeated these words in my heart. Because no flowery language could ever express this overwhelming emotion. Right in my field of vision were two protruding thighs, each the size of her own face. They were thighs that clearly showed the marks of daily training, living up to the title of an instructor. Because she was sitting there with her legs slightly spread, her adductor muscles were fully visible. She was wearing a set that matched her sports bra. A trunk-style sports undergarment with a wide surface area, designed to handle high activity. From there, the unique scent after a workout wafted up.
Throb!
At this timing, my cock stood up properly. Having seen such an attractive female lower body, I had no choice but to offer explicit praise as a male. I wanted to eat it all up. I was completely flipped, crying out in hunger.
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
“H, honey…? L-looking at me that explicitly… even I feel shy…”
The conversation didn't reach my ears. It wasn't very important, either. Now, I wanted to entrust my body to instinct rather than reason. I wanted to press down and conquer this delicious-looking honey pot of Yeoeun’s, to stir it and soil it as I pleased. And so, I licked. ♥
I knelt down. After matching my eye level with this beautiful body, I grabbed her thighs and licked them. Slurp, slurp, slurp— lick— sluuuuurp♥
“Ugh, uuuugh…!”
I started from the inner thighs. I licked every corner of this fantastic body, where sweat was trickling down. I grabbed her resilient legs tightly over my shoulders, shoved my face between her crotch, and sucked.
‘Ha… fuck, this is so delicious…’
Dopamine flooded my system. It was the happiest day of the last three weeks. I worked my tongue tirelessly until it grew tired, but this throbbing power showed no signs of fading.
“Ah, ummm…… Hehe… Honey, you must have done this quite a bit? You’re quite skilled— Ugh?! Ah, aaaaah…♥”
I wanted to please her with all my might. I gripped her thick thighs tightly, wanting to excite Yeoeun, who had started to moan, even more. I wanted to make her leak from her private parts, to make this female the most delicious she could be. Slurp, slurp♥
“Umm, mmm♥”
I pulled my body back slightly and kissed her ankles. Sluuuurp— slurp♥
“Ahaaaang— ummm… Don’t tease me…♥”
I pushed the underwear aside slightly and licked the soft skin near her vulva. I planted my traces all over her lower body. I managed this female as if she were already mine.
“Haa, haa…♥”
Perhaps thanks to this effort to tease her, the scent rose before long. Because we were tossing and turning in a narrow space, the scent of sweat mixed with the smell coming from inside Yeoeun’s soaking underwear.
“…….”
The unique scent of a woman when she is aroused. A smell like she had slightly wet herself, mixed with sweat, and beyond that, a scent like fermented cheese.
“Then, excuse me.”
“Honey!?”
When I actually went for it, she was slightly flustered and brushed her side hair back three times before saying, “W-wait a minute. It’s been a while since I’ve done this, so—”
Inhale!
“Ugh!?”
I plunged in. After exciting her by licking her thighs, I buried my face in her crotch. I pressed my face into the space between Yeoeun’s legs, still wearing her underwear, as if rubbing against her.
‘Fuck… I can’t hold it.’
The musky yet slightly sour scent felt at the tip of my nose. The scent you can smell when a woman is turned on. After burying my nose and inhaling the ripe female scent Yeoeun was emitting to the fullest— slurp, sluuurp— fuuuuuuuuuh!
“Ugh!? Hnnng! Ah— aaaah♥ H, honey! If you blow your breath in there like that…! Aah, ah— aaaaaah…♥”
I buried my face between Yeoeun’s legs and sucked. I licked through the sports underwear, blew my breath into it, and inhaled to preheat her pussy. Every time she thrashed, I held her tight so she couldn't escape, and I toyed with Yeoeun’s thickly protruding buttocks like that. I devoured her with a joyful heart, as if eating a delicious meal.
“—Ugh, ugh— aaaaaah…!”
Yeoeun couldn't hold it in, and from the middle, she covered her mouth and cried out. As the sound grew louder, I tried my best to make sure it wouldn't be heard outside, tilting my chin back and feeling it.
“Haa, haa, haaaa…♥”
At last, the work was finished. Yeoeun sat there with her thick, relaxed thighs spread obscenely, supporting her body with both hands placed beside her buttocks.
“……You’re good at this?”
She didn't dislike my style of leading, and she looked down at me with flushed cheeks after it was over. She didn't stop me, as her guard was completely down and I was giving her pleasure through foreplay. Therefore—
“…Then, I’ll take the rest off?”
“……♥”
Yeoeun’s words dropped sharply. She just looked down blankly and relaxed her body as if telling me to do as I pleased, so I grabbed the string of her underwear, which was damp with my saliva.
Gulp…!
I was slightly nervous at this point. The order of things was a bit of a mess, but anyway, I could finally see it. Yeoeun’s buttocks. The place I had been masturbating to in my imagination every night since last week. I approached as if opening a treasure chest. I slowly grabbed the underwear string and pulled it down to the floor—
Slide♥
…It came off. It slipped right off. I think I’ve fallen in love for the second time today, besides our first meeting.
…Gulp!
The moment I took it off, a clam-like flesh flowed with transparent honey water. A plump, protruding pink pussy, a tightly closed axe-wound shape, a strong cheese scent, and the smell of sweat pouring out. Yeoeun boasted beauty even down below. Her face, her body, and even the shape of her pussy were beautiful. I immediately pressed my lips to this female’s sex organ, which was simply adorable, and kissed it. ♥
“Aah♥”
I kissed her pussy first, before her lips, as if to prove my loyalty.