The Female Cat (2)
The wet sounds of kissing filled the room—chuuup, chup, chuurup….
The initial hesitation had completely vanished. The moment our lips touched, we clung to each other like magnets.
The once-silent room quickly filled with the slick, heavy sounds of our tongues intertwining and the thick saliva they produced.
“Haah… hngh…”
Breathless, Seola gripped my shoulder tightly and let out a small moan. When our lips parted, a thin strand of saliva stretched long under the soft red lighting before finally snapping.
Her moist, glistening eyes were looking up at me.
Now’s the moment.
I carefully slid my hand down and gently tugged the costume top downward. It had been barely covering Seola’s breasts.
“Hng, ah…”
The fabric rolled up helplessly, and her heavy breasts bounced out all at once with a heavy sway. The moment they met the cool air, her pale pink nipples stiffened, perking up and tightening into little peaks.
She must have noticed the tiny moan that had escaped her, because she bit her lip and quickly averted her gaze.
I swallowed hard, steeling myself with grim determination.
Last time I just got hard on the bed and clumsily rushed in, so it was a failure… but today will be different.
To make up for that failure, I recalled the practical lessons from Master Ken sunbae—the legendary AV actor whose videos I secretly subscribed to on YouTube and rewatched dozens of times.
Relax the tip of your tongue, lick widely and in circles around the areola first, then rhythmically flick the nipple with your fingers…!
Reciting Master Ken sunbae’s noble teachings in my head, I lightly flicked her nipple with my fingertip.
At the same time, I lowered my head, breathed hot air onto it, and began softly licking upward with the tip of my tongue.
Lick. Slurp… suck—.
According to my mental simulation, Seola should have been arching her back like a bow beneath me by now, crying out in ecstasy.
After all, every actress in those videos had glazed eyes and panted at exactly this moment.
“……”
“……”
Despite my passionate technique, the mood had strangely turned chilly.
“…Hey.”
There wasn’t even a single percent of excitement in Seola’s voice as she lay beneath me.
It was completely dry. I lifted my head in my stupid tongue-out position and met her eyes.
“Uh, uh? Why? Haah, haah… aren’t you turned on?”
To my heavily expectant panting, Seola slightly furrowed her brows and replied with an exasperated look.
“No. It’s just ticklish. And honestly, it kind of hurts.”
“Huh?”
“What the hell are you even— Ei!”
Pinch—!
Before she even finished speaking, Seola’s hand shot out like a snake and viciously pinched and twisted my nipple.
“Uaaagh!!! Hey!”
As I recoiled in shock, trying to pull my upper body back, Seola swiftly sat up and leaned in.
Chomp—!
She buried her face in my chest and bit down on the opposite nipple.
“Ugh…!”
The sharp sensation froze me in place. Seola pulled her lips away, let out a small chuckle, and whispered mischievously.
“How’s that? That’s exactly how it felt when you did it. Now do you get how I felt?”
“No, when did I ever bite so roughly—”
I tried to protest, feeling wronged, but Seola looked down at me, made a small “Hmm…” sound, and shifted her position on the bed.
She half-reclined, stretched both arms above her head, and arched her back in a languid stretch.
With that single movement, her fully exposed, voluptuous bare breasts lifted up high and taut. It was a seductive pose that seemed to openly taunt me: With these perfect things right in front of you, is that all the technique you’ve got? Doesn’t it piss you off?
“……”
Under the magenta lighting, I stared blankly at her slightly flushed, pale pink nipples. The realization that I had kicked away a perfectly prepared feast hit me like a ton of bricks.
Again!!
It was the moment my meager male pride and my infinite faith in that industry legend both came crashing down.
…The lectures and reality are nothing alike!
While I sat there with a truly devastated look on my face, Seola stared at me with an expression that said, What the hell is wrong with this guy?
“Haah…”
Eventually Seola let out a deep sigh, roughly stroked my messy hair, and scolded me.
“Where did you watch some weird video this time and try to copy it so clumsily? Just do what you normally do. That’s way better.”
Haah… I thought that since her breasts are so big, a strong nipple reaction would make for a really pretty shot…
I felt a pang of disappointment, but there was nothing I could do. The real Baek Seola wasn’t some easy subject who would obediently follow along with a tutorial.
We decided to forget the clumsy technique entirely and once again shared our hot body heat on the bed, sinking into a deep, sticky kiss.
Chup, chuurup, suck….
After a long, breathless kiss, our lips finally parted. A strange silence followed.
Seola and I panted as we stared at each other’s faces. We were both fiercely reading each other, trying to figure out who would take the next step first and how.
“……”
“……”
With only the camera light blinking indifferently, Seola finally lost her patience and spoke first.
“Aren’t you going to do it?”
“Huh?”
“I mean… should I do it?”
At Seola’s sharp question, I awkwardly looked away and carefully revealed my true thoughts.
“…That’d be nice.”
“…Haah.”
Seola let out a deep sigh and pinched her forehead at my shameless answer.
“Seriously, talking with you sometimes makes me so angry I could explode.”
Even though her words were sharp, she grumbled as she climbed on top of me.
I lay back on the bed without resistance and obediently surrendered to her movements. With Seola—wearing cat ears—looking down at me from above, the scene formed a surprisingly convincing picture.
Seola now used slightly more practiced hands to tug my pants down.
When my confined length sprang out heavily from the motion, she flinched but carefully wrapped it in her fair hands.
The moment her warm palms fully enveloped the cooled shaft, the tingling contrast in temperature shot straight up my spine.
“Hup…”
As she began carefully moving her hand up and down, I glanced at the camera angle and issued instructions with a producer’s mindset.
“Spit on it.”
“Spit???”
“Yeah.”
“……”
At my request, Seola’s eyes widened. Then she lowered her head over me.
“…Ptoo.”
“…No.”
It wasn’t like some neighborhood punk spitting gum on the sidewalk. The excessively dry, casual spit left me speechless.
“Not like that! Make it thick and let it drip down properly.”
“Ugh, damn… what do you mean by thick…?”
Seola’s face flushed as she pouted, then lowered her head again.
This time she gathered saliva in her mouth, parted her lower lip slightly, and let the transparent fluid drip down in a long, sticky strand.
The moment the lukewarm saliva fell onto me with a wet sound, Seola lifted her head a little and stared at me with those cat-like eyes.
It was a look that seemed to ask, Is this right?
I nodded, inwardly impressed by how perfectly the seductive angle matched her reddened face.
“Yeah. That’s perfect. Just like that.”
At my praise, Seola made a face like she still didn’t quite understand, but she obediently began moving her hand.
Slick. Squelch—.
The warm saliva acted like lubricant between her palm and my shaft. The previously rough friction instantly turned smooth and sticky.
Every time her hand swept upward, the sensitive, swollen tip rubbed against her palm, forcing me to suck in short breaths.
“Spit some more.”
At my request, she let a couple more thick strands fall.
After a while, my own precum mixed heavily with her saliva, and lewd white bubbles began to form around the base.
Seola seemed completely absorbed in the obscene sight she had created. Her eyes stayed glued to it while her hands moved busily back and forth.
Squelch. Squish—.
…At this rate she’s going to spend the whole night just using her hand.
Since things weren’t progressing, I finally reached out and gently cupped the back of her round head.
Startled by the sudden touch, Seola looked up at me with wide eyes. Her rounded lips parted slightly.
“Hngh…”
I didn’t push in too deeply at first. I simply slid the tip between her lips and gave a low command.
“Use your mouth. Start by gently licking up from the glans.”
Seola obediently lowered her gaze and extended her hot, plush tongue, carefully licking from the bottom all the way up.
Lick. Chuurup—.
“Ugh…”
The moment the warm, wet tongue swept over the sensitive spot, an intense wave of pleasure surged up my spine from below my waist.
It was a tingling, overwhelming stimulation that made the Ken-master technique I had clumsily imitated earlier seem laughable.
In that moment, half my reason flew out the window. I couldn’t hold back and pressed down firmly on the back of her head with my hand.
“Ugh?! Chuurup, up… puhp…!”
Her warm mouth was filled completely, taking me all the way to the root in one go. Seola made stuffy nasal sounds as if she couldn’t breathe and pounded my thighs with her fists.
Sluuurp—pop!
“Puhaah…! Hey, you— kek, cough! Aack!”
Seola hurriedly pulled her mouth off, coughed violently, then glared at me with teary eyes.
“Hey! Isn’t this supposed to be the part where I’m on top and leading?!”
“Uh… well, yeah?”
“Then why are you grabbing my head and shoving it in however you want?! You ruined the whole tempo!”
Seola wiped the long strand of saliva from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, bit her lip tightly, and looked down at me with a determined expression.
“…Just take your hands off and stay still. I also… looked up a few things before coming here today.”
After her resolute declaration, Seola swept her disheveled hair back with both hands and readjusted her posture.
The image of a flustered novice being swept up in my pace had completely disappeared.
Suuup—.
She took a deep breath, then slowly lowered her head over me once more.
Sluuurp, chup, sluuuurp…!
“Ugh…!”
It was on a completely different level from the clumsy caresses earlier.
Her hot, wet mouth swallowed my entire length, then sucked with enough pressure to hollow out her cheeks.
Inside, her soft tongue moved like a living thing, wrapping around the glans and swirling in circles.
But she wasn’t done.
True to her “if I’m doing it, I’m doing it right” personality, Seola lowered her free hand and fully cupped my heavy balls in her palm.
Then, in time with the rhythm of her lips, she gently massaged and pressed them.
“Kugh…!”
The suction from her mouth and the heavy stimulation from below overlapped. It felt like everything beneath my waist was melting in a tingling rush.
Chup chup, suck, squish, chuurup—!
In the quiet room, the most explicit, wet friction sounds yet were vividly captured by the high-end camera’s microphone.
“Haah, hup…!”
I clenched the sheets with both fists as if I would tear them. Every time I was sucked in, my lower abdomen tightened. Every time her tongue swept the sensitive tip, sparks shot up my spine.
I had no idea what she had watched at home, but the pleasure far exceeded my expectations. My waist arched like a bow on its own.
Even as my mind flickered white, that scene remained burned clearly into my vision.
Under the violet lighting, the girl wearing cat ears was taking me deep into her mouth, cheeks hollowed as she sucked. Her wet eyes, lifted upward, stared at me as if gauging my reaction.
The moment our gazes locked, something I had been holding back surged upward.
“Hey, Baek Seola… haah, wait…”
“Why? Are you cumming already?”
Seola pulled her mouth back slightly, curved her eyes seductively, and asked in a teasing tone.
“No, it’s not that… fuck, the stimulation is too intense…”
When I panted out what was essentially a surrender, Seola finally curled the corner of her mouth in satisfaction.
Her expression was drunk on the sense of victory for perfectly repaying the humiliation of having the lead taken from her last time.
“See? I told you—if I do it, I do it right.”
Snorting arrogantly, she glanced toward the camera and checked her angle once more.
Then she licked her red lips with her tongue and fiercely lowered her head toward me again.
Sluuurp! Chup, suuuuuck…!
“Uaaah…! Hey, wait, seriously…!”
The relentless pressure inside her mouth, the seductive tongue work, and the hand massaging my balls all combined. My meager patience hit its limit pathetically fast.
The moment my mind went pure white, all reason flew away. Without thinking, I grabbed her head tightly with both hands.
“Ugh, uuuugh…!!”
I thrust my hips upward hard and poured everything I had been holding back mercilessly into the deepest part of Seola’s mouth.
Spurt, spurt—!
“Ugh, up…! Up!”
Startled by the enormous amount suddenly hitting the back of her throat, Seola trembled violently and struggled.
Still held by my hands, she pounded my thighs with her fists. Only after I had emptied everything did she stop resisting and go completely limp.
“Haah… haah…”
I panted roughly and slowly released the hand gripping her head. Only then did my shrunken length slowly slide out from Seola’s mouth.
Chup. Pop—.
When her lips finally parted completely, a rare and rather trivial sight unfolded before me.
Seola’s cheeks were puffed out like a squirrel with its mouth full of acorns from all the semen. She looked up at me with teary, resentful eyes.
When our eyes met, her pupils shook with momentary conflict. Then she squeezed her eyes shut tightly and tried to gulp it down her throat.
Gulp—.
Oh, she did it?!
“…Ugh, up! Kek, cough!”
At that moment her eyes flew open and her face turned deathly pale.
Unable to handle the fishy, sticky texture, she hurriedly grabbed several tissues and coughed it all back up.
“Kek kek… ptui, haah…”
Watching her pant with her tongue out and tears in her eyes, I teased her mischievously.
“Huh? What happened? I thought you swallowed it just fine last time…”
Before I could finish, Seola—who had been wiping her mouth—jerked her head up in anger.
“Hey!! Do you think that’s easy?! Do you have any idea how I managed it back then…!”
Her loud shout trailed off as she realized she had just brought up that embarrassing night herself.
I didn’t miss the opening. I reached out, gently grabbed her chin, and made her meet my eyes directly.
“…So, how exactly did you swallow it back then?”
At my low voice, Seola’s face burned bright red all the way to her ears. Like a cat full of venom, she widened her eyes, trembled, unable to find a retort, and then—
Thud—!
“Kuhuk…!!”
Instead of words, her heel mercilessly kicked me right between the legs.
The pain shot all the way up to my solar plexus. I collapsed sideways on the spot.
“You bitch… I was trying to do it properly for you, and you get cocky with me!”
Seola’s face was bright red as she panted angrily. She had endured something that clearly disgusted her just to film a proper video, only to fail awkwardly. Now she was taking her frustration out on me.
“Uaaa… S-still… thank you, Seola. Really.”
Even while clutching my aching balls and groaning, I spoke sincerely in a low voice.
The fact that she had endured something so unpleasant and tried so hard just for this shoot touched me in a strange way, separate from the pain.
At my sudden sincerity, Seola pouted but seemed oddly embarrassed. She slightly avoided my gaze as her cheeks flushed.
“…Hmph. Good that you know.”
Once the commotion had died down and the air in the room grew sticky and deep once more, I groaned as I sat up. I gently held the chin of the still-flushed girl and asked.
“Seola. Open your mouth for a second?”
“…No. It’s dirty.”
Still traumatized from what had just happened, she firmly shook her head.
“Just a little.”
When I coaxed her gently while meeting her eyes, she let out a short “Haah…” and reluctantly closed her eyes before opening her mouth.
“Ah—”
Swoosh.
Without hesitation, I slid my index finger between her parted lips.
The hot, wet mucous membrane tightly wrapped around my finger. The sudden salty foreign sensation made Seola’s eyes snap open as she furrowed her brows deeply.
Eww?? (What are you…)
Watching her make only aggrieved nasal sounds with her mouth blocked, I stirred inside her mouth a couple of times, coating my finger thickly with warm saliva.
Slurp. Pop—.
The moment I pulled my glistening finger out, she coughed and demanded an explanation.
“Kek kek, hey! What are you suddenly— Hic!!”
Before she could finish her question, I took that same finger and pushed it without hesitation into the narrow, secret slit half-visible between the lace bottoms of her cat costume.
“Hngat…!!”
Completely unprepared for the invasion from below, Seola’s shoulders jerked as a suppressed moan burst out of her.
Squish. Squelch—.
The saliva from her mouth mixed with the slippery arousal already flowing from below, filling the quiet room with raw, wet sounds.
The inside that wrapped my finger was incomparably hotter and tighter than her mouth had been.
“Hngh…!”
Startled by the sudden unfamiliar sensation, Seola hurriedly sucked in a breath and desperately held back the moan trying to escape.
Her hands, which had been wandering helplessly in the air, finally gripped my forearm tightly. At the same time, our gazes entangled stickily in midair.
“……”
“……”
Seola and I held our breath and simply stared into each other’s eyes.