My Wife's Twenties (3): Dragged to the Bachelor Pad
The senior sitting across from her tried to show her his cock. My wife quickly turned her eyes away. That was when the TA stepped in.
My wife nodded. Her eyes were already glistening with tears. The TA reached out and gently wiped a tear from the corner of her eye with his finger. From her perspective, taking a penalty was far better than having to look at three men’s cocks. After all, she had never even seen the delinquent Choi Donggu’s cock back in school, even though he had sucked on her breasts. She had never seen a man’s penis in her entire life.
The senior sitting in front of her declared it.
My wife bit her lip at those words. But she had no choice but to do it. And so she gave each of the three seniors a kiss on the lips. Her soft, moist lips were passed around among the three men. Just like before, the TA broke the rules when it was his turn. He suddenly shoved his tongue deep into her mouth. My wife jerked her head back in surprise and covered her mouth with her hand, exactly as she had done earlier. The seniors’ snickering laughter rang out again…
In the end, my wife couldn’t escape being the tagger. Third round. The senior sitting diagonally across from her whispered something into her ear, his tongue lightly brushing the inside of her ear with every word. Each time, my wife flinched and scrunched up her face. What he said was this:
My wife’s face turned bright red as she sat back down. She figured they must have asked something dirty. Once again, she looked at the three men’s faces. The men now stared straight into her eyes, fully prepared to torment her. My wife’s finger… pointed at the senior who had asked the question.
My wife’s face brightened. Now she could finally escape being the tagger.
My wife looked confused.
She asked the TA.
The senior sitting in front of her raised his hand as well.
The three seniors burst into laughter. My wife’s face crumpled again, on the verge of tears.
The third penalty they decided on was a kiss with tongue for three full seconds. During the few months she had been forced to act as Choi Donggu’s girlfriend back in school, he had often sucked on her tongue. It wasn’t her first time, but it was her first time since coming to university. After all, she had only held hands with me while we were dating… And so my wife received a man’s tongue for the second time in her life.
As usual, the senior sitting in front of her went first. He kissed her on the lips. After a moment of hesitation, my wife timidly extended her tongue into his mouth. He made a wet slurp sound as he sucked on her soft, moist tongue.
She did the same with the senior sitting diagonally across from her.
Even then, my wife later told me she had been thinking about how much she wanted to kiss me. Now it was the TA’s turn. So far, the TA had always taken the penalties one step further than the others. My wife tensed up, wondering if he would do it again. Their lips met. Her tongue slipped into the TA’s mouth. He sucked on her tongue. Three seconds passed… but then he pushed his own tongue back into her mouth. My wife tried to pull her head back in surprise, but the TA grabbed the back of her neck. He shoved his tongue deep into her mouth and swirled it around wildly.
"Mmph… mmph…"
My wife pushed weakly against his chest with her hands while her legs fidgeted helplessly. Thanks to that, the senior sitting across from them could see her skirt riding up, giving him a glimpse of her black panties underneath.
The TA finally pulled away after sucking on her lips for a full twenty seconds. My wife’s face was flushed crimson. She hung her head, breathing hard in short, ragged gasps.
The TA quickly changed the mood and filled my wife’s glass to the brim with beer. She accepted it with both hands as always and took a small sip. As mentioned earlier, they decided to continue round two at one of the seniors’ bachelor pad. No one asked for my wife’s opinion.
"Yes…"
The TA walked with his arm draped casually over my wife’s shoulder as if he were her boyfriend. The four of them entered the senior’s studio apartment near the school. It was a small one-room unit. A tiny round table, just big enough for one person to eat at, was placed in the center, and the four of them sat around it. Thanks to her short skirt, my wife sat modestly with her knees pressed together to one side, but the seniors could still see her thighs. And every time she shifted even slightly, her skirt would flutter and reveal what was underneath.
The owner of the place brought out the Bruma Ball game. But when he unfolded it, it wasn’t the Bruma Ball my wife knew. It was an adult version. A lewd party game version of Bruma Ball. In the original, you built houses when you landed on cities, but in this version, you rolled the dice, landed on a space, flipped a card, and had to perform whatever lewd action was written on it. Every single card was filthy. My wife, who had no idea what kind of game this was, started playing without any defensive posture.
The owner rolled first and landed on a space. He flipped the card.
"Ooh!!"
The men were all excited, but my wife was flustered. So this was what kind of game it was…
……...
When my wife hesitated and fidgeted without answering, the senior pressed her.
"No… Um…"
No matter where she asked him to suck, it would sound strange. In times like this, she should have asked for somewhere harmless like her wrist or elbow, somewhere that didn’t require removing any clothes. But in that moment, my wife couldn’t come up with such a clever idea. She thought she had to choose one of the usual erotic spots men sucked on during foreplay. One of the common erogenous zones… So what she came up with was…
"No, that’s not…"
The senior laughed lewdly as he pulled her into his arms and latched onto the side of her neck, sucking hard. While sucking on her neck, he ran his hands all over her waist and back, groping her. My wife closed her eyes tightly and frowned, feeling the senior’s tongue on her neck. Two years ago, Choi Donggu had done the exact same thing to her neck…
In reality, more than ten seconds had passed. My wife’s face was flushed. She was breathing heavily.
When the TA spoke in a slightly heavy tone, my wife panicked. She was terrified that it might somehow cause trouble for me…
My wife forced a smile and tucked her slightly messy long hair behind her ear.
The TA’s sly grin. The next senior rolled the dice. The card he drew read "Pass alcohol mouth-to-mouth." My wife took a sip of soju into her mouth and went over to him, pressing her lips against his. But the senior kept his lips tightly sealed. She tried to push the liquor into his mouth, but since he wouldn’t open up, the alcohol spilled messily between their lips. The senior chuckled but still refused to open his mouth… In the end, my wife ended up swallowing about half of the strong soju while spilling the rest.
"Ugh…"
My wife, who wasn’t good with alcohol, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and grimaced. The senior said,
He put a shrimp cracker in his own mouth and brought it to her. Still dizzy from the strong soju, my wife opened her mouth without thinking and accepted it. But what entered her mouth wasn’t just the shrimp cracker. It was the senior’s tongue as well. While feeding her the cracker mouth-to-mouth, he swirled his tongue around inside her mouth. My wife, desperate to wash away the burning taste of the soju, chewed and swallowed the cracker while accepting his lips and tongue.
Once again their lips met, and once again the senior refused to open his mouth. The other senior beside them spoke up.
My wife did as suggested. She stiffened her tongue and pushed it firmly between his lips. The senior naturally parted his lips a little and began sucking on her tongue. The alcohol flowed along her tongue into his mouth, and the two of them made wet, sloppy kissing sounds for a long time.
Listening to the other two seniors’ giggling laughter, my wife closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and let the alcohol flow from her tongue into his mouth. Her body was starting to feel a little hot. But that was only natural… She wasn’t feeling anything else in that moment…
For the third turn, the TA rolled the dice and drew a card.
My wife’s expression wasn’t too bad. She thought, Tickling someone’s armpits can’t be that bad… But after hearing the TA’s next words, her face fell.
"............?"
My wife had no idea what he meant. Couldn’t you only tickle with fingers?
My wife’s voice trembled.
The TA gave a sinister laugh.