Seol-hee's Intimate Wave Dance
Tzuut.... Tzuut... Juuut.... Tzuut.... Seol-hee sat atop me, swaying her body in a fluid wave dance. She kept her head turned halfway, letting only her upper body ripple like water while her eyes remained closed in concentration. I lay beneath her, watching the elegant curve of her profile, the graceful line of her neck, and the way her platinum-blonde hair swayed with each motion.
Her breasts drew my gaze the most. With every wave of her dance, they bounced and swayed, asserting their presence. She had already removed her bra, and the unbuttoned school uniform shirt barely covered her nipples. The ripe apricot-colored flesh peeked out shyly from beneath the fabric, the white shirt draping over them like a waterfall spilling down from her chest. It was no illusion—the uniform shirt had looked ready to burst during her performance at the university festival. The more I looked at her full, generous breasts, the more satisfied I felt.
Her face was a striking contrast: large, clear eyes, a dainty nose, and plump lips that gave her the appearance of a cute puppy. At twenty, she still carried a youthful, girlish charm. A baby face paired with such a voluptuous body—it finally made sense why one of her nicknames was "Bagel." I lay there admiring both her innocent features and her curvaceous figure, the shirt hanging open to reveal her swaying breasts and the wave-like motion of her waist.
Tzuut.... Tzuut... Juuut.... Tzuut.... Her pink folds slid back and forth over my cock, massaging it with a slick, soft rhythm. She was completely shaved, her smooth, plump pussy lips pressing and rubbing against me without pause. Seol-hee glanced at my increasingly ragged breathing and flushed face, then asked in a breathy voice,
"Haa... Do you like it...? Juwan-ssi..."
"Hnn... Keep... calling me... teacher... haa..."
"Huh? ...Yes... hehe... haa..."
I asked her to keep calling me "teacher," and she let out a small laugh even while maintaining her serious wave dance. The request must have struck her as funny in this situation. I didn't dwell on it. My attention stayed fixed on the beautiful sight of her riding me, her body rippling like water.
I had been her fan for a long time. She debuted when I was in my second year of high school, which would have made her a third-year middle school student. Back then, her fresh, adorable looks had already won her popularity. I remembered her performing innocent, pure-concept songs. Tzuut.... Tzuut... Juuut.... Tzuut....
"Teacher... do you like it? Haa..."
"Haa... I do... like it..."
During my military service, she returned with a sexy concept that surprised me—especially how naturally it suited her. Until then, I hadn't fully registered just how large her breasts were. Seeing her emphasize her chest, waist, and hips with those powerful waves had been genuinely moving. The girl I once knew had grown into something else entirely. Her overwhelming height and body lines drew admiration from anyone who saw her.
I slowly reached up toward her swaying breasts. Seol-hee kept her eyes closed, head turned to the side, still dancing with only her upper body. I pushed the shirt aside like parting a curtain and took her full breasts in both hands. They overflowed my palms, soft and yielding. Tzuut.... Tzuut... Juuut.... Tzuut....
Her breasts spilled between my fingers no matter how I tried to hold them. I could feel my cock growing harder beneath her. My index fingers began teasing her nipples, which were starting to stiffen. Then Seol-hee slowly turned her head to face me, looking down with a sultry smile on her lips.
"Haa... Teacher... am I pretty? Haa..."
"Yes... you're beautiful..."
"Haa... Please keep making me pretty... from now on... haa..."
My cock stood fully erect again. Seol-hee continued her wave dance, using her pussy to push it down only for it to spring back up when she moved away. Her folds kept sliding back and forth, making my shaft rise and fall repeatedly. With each motion, it seemed to grow even firmer.
I released her breasts and gripped her waist, lifting her upward. Her body stilled as she realized what I intended. Following the guidance of my hands, she rose slowly until my rigid cock pointed straight up beneath her. I lowered her onto it.
—Squelch. My thick length pushed into her, once again wrapped in that tight, pleasurable squeeze. Looking up at her, I said,
"Dance for me again... the wave dance..."
"Huh...? Haa... Yes... Teacher..."
Her platinum hair, turned profile, long elegant neck, full breasts, and slender waist began moving again in that off-beat rhythm. Her entire body rippled from head to toe, and my cock buried deep inside her most intimate place began receiving stimulation with every motion.
—Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...
"Haa... Teacher... How is this?"
"Hnnngh!"
Soon her hips began moving in every direction. She was dancing on my lower abdomen now, performing not just waves but all the dances she had shown on stage. She rolled her body like water, lightly shook her ass, and swayed her hips side to side in a teasing manner. As she mixed the movements, my cock stirred inside her, churning her tight, elastic walls.
—Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...
"Haang... haa... haa... haaang... haa..."
"Haah... haa... haak... haat..."
'Good... so good... so good...'
My mind went blank. She was using my body as her stage, dancing with my cock inside her. I had never imagined the wave dance could be used like this. My head filled with the pleasure she gave me. All the hours she had spent practicing dance every day as an idol, the time she had invested in maintaining her smooth skin and perfect figure—it all felt like preparation for this moment. She had trained so she could ride me and give me the ultimate pleasure.
Watching her dance with that lewd expression and my cock buried inside her, I suddenly overlapped it with the memory of her fresh-faced stage greeting at debut. I reached out toward that younger, innocent image of Seol-hee.
—Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...
"Haaang... haa... haang... aaang..."
"Haat... haa... haak..."
My hand found her breast again, squeezing the soft flesh. The stronger the stimulation became in my lower body, the harder I gripped her chest. Even when I squeezed, she only furrowed her brows slightly and kept dancing. While she focused on the movements—her body rippling and relentlessly pleasuring my cock—I came inside her.
—Spurt. Spurt.
"Haa... haa... haa... haa..."
"Haa... haa... haa... haa..."
Feeling the hot rush of semen filling her, she gradually slowed her dance until she collapsed forward onto me. Her full breasts pressed against my chest. Seol-hee kissed me, her moist tongue slipping between my lips. Our mouths sealed together, tongues entwining in the dark space they created. Even though she had stopped dancing with her body, her tongue continued the performance inside my mouth.
—Suck... slurp... slurp... suck... suck... slurp...
While kissing, my arms wrapped around her slender frame. Though tall, she felt delicate in my embrace, as if she might break if I held her too tightly. My hands slid down her back, over her waist, and beneath the bunched-up uniform skirt until I cupped her plump ass. The firm, smooth texture filled my palms—different from her breasts, but no less satisfying.
—Suck... slurp... slurp... suck... suck... slurp...
Our tongues remained tangled. Her breasts pressed against me. My hands kneaded her ass. My cock stayed buried inside her even after climax. We stayed locked together like that for a while.
'If only time could stop right here...'
That single thought filled my mind.
—Suck... slurp... slurp... suck... suck... slurp...
Whether from the stage performance or our repeated lovemaking, her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat. She looked like a ripe apricot glistening with morning dew. The sight of her damp skin was beautiful. We lay there kissing for some time until I felt my cock hardening again inside her. It had softened after release, but now it was swelling once more within her tight heat.
Unable to hold back, I gripped her waist and flipped us over, positioning myself above her. Seol-hee now lay on her back with her legs slightly spread. I knelt between them, pushing her thighs wider until they formed an M-shape. My hands pressed down on her thighs from above. Even folded, her legs looked long and beautiful, and between them my cock was buried deep. Above that, I could see her slim waist, full breasts, and disheveled platinum hair.
I looked up at her face. The youthful features of a girl who had just turned twenty gazed back at me. For a moment, her clear, innocent eyes captivated me. Then I noticed the sultry smile playing on her lips.
Seol-hee looked at me with a mischievous grin.
"Teacher... do you like fucking a girl in a school uniform?"
—Grin. A wicked smile spread across my own face. She was teasing me. I studied her expression. Her lips held a playful, almost impish smile—like she was pulling a prank on a fan. Did she really think of this as simple fan service? Did she believe she was just playing a harmless trick on a fan?
At this point, it didn't really matter. Seol-hee was gently provoking me, egging me on, urging me to piston my hips until I broke her with my cock. Receiving her signal, I began moving immediately.
—Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Haang...! Aaang~! Haa... haang~! Hnnk...!"
Her sweet moans soon filled the dorm room, every bit as melodic as her singing voice.