Stage Two, Round Five
When it came to Seohyeon, there was no need for further explanation—her breasts, those massive tits that were practically her trademark. Yet Yumin had zero complaints. It was only right to yield Seohyeon's chest to her husband, Jeongho, and let him savor it first. And Yumin's words about her lower half being just as appealing weren't empty flattery either. He adored Seohyeon's pussy, girlishly tight and youthful despite her 29 years.
Yumin and Jeongho approached Seohyeon, who lay waiting on the bed. As prearranged, Jeongho headed toward her head while Yumin moved to her legs. As Yumin parted Seohyeon's thighs, he caught a glimpse of Jeongho's lips lightly brushing hers. Even in the midst of this mission—with three male participants making the setup a bit awkward—their kiss felt utterly natural and familiar. There was a profound comfort to it.
Yumin had always delivered immense pleasure to Seohyeon. In every mission they'd shared, she'd climaxed without fail. He could make her come harder than anyone, but he couldn't give her that cozy, intimate warmth of a marital bedroom. For Seohyeon, only one person provided that: Jeongho. A twinge of envy stirred in Yumin for what Jeongho achieved so effortlessly as he buried his face between Seohyeon's legs.
He touched her still-dry folds with his fingers, gently parting them. The inner lips clung briefly before separating, like lips reluctantly pulling apart. With the devotion of a farmer praying for rain on parched earth, Yumin pressed his tongue to her pink flesh, licking tenderly and thoroughly.
As his tongue meticulously explored every crevice, Jeongho broke from her lips to devour her breasts. He started with the right one, cupping it fully with both hands and kneading as he brought his tongue to the erect nipple at its peak. But he didn't linger there obsessively. His tongue traced circles around the nipple and areola, gradually descending the slope of her breast. Eventually, he savored the entire right globe with hands, tongue, and lips before switching to the left.
Seohyeon's breasts were no ordinary pair. Even combining the chests of two average women wouldn't match one of hers. The vast territory demanded a broad assault, and Jeongho swept through it swiftly, claiming ground with haste.
By contrast, Yumin's battlefield was far smaller, allowing for precision. While Jeongho prioritized speed and coverage, Yumin focused on key strongholds: her vaginal entrance and clitoris. He sealed his lips around her entrance, sucking softly as his tongue delved inside, even sharpening it to probe deeper. Once that was conquered, he turned to her clit.
He began by teasing the surrounding area, weakening its defenses before zeroing in. He lapped upward from base to tip, then captured it between his lips, sucking with firm pressure.
"Ahh... Aang... Ahh..."
Assailed from front and rear without mercy, Seohyeon crumbled swiftly, her sweet moans the proof. Her pussy wasn't just rain-soaked soil now—it was a flood threatening to breach the levees. And the only dams available were Yumin and Jeongho's cocks.
Jeongho, ever the tactical commander, assessed the crisis and devised the optimal plan.
"Yumin, you go first."
"Me...? You're not going first, hyung?"
"We need three creampies, right? You're younger, with better recovery. Better if you handle two of them."
Choi Junyoung wasn't even on Jeongho's mental radar. Yumin hadn't planned to include him from the start either. He felt both relieved and a touch awkward seeing Jeongho's alignment with his own thinking. Logically, shouldn't the less resilient Jeongho go first, recover during Yumin's turn, and handle two himself?
"Once you're done, I'll go next. Then you finish up..."
But Jeongho's calculations were already complete. He was determined to offload two creampies onto Yumin. This wasn't some virtuous Korean courtesy—it was pure self-interest. Yumin knew it well. Seeing the raw excitement in Jeongho's eyes, he decided not to refuse. Truth be told, he was thrilled. More sex with Seohyeon? And with her husband's full endorsement? Of course.
"Alright, I'll start. That's okay with you too, right, Seohyeon noona?"
"...Y-yeah."
Seohyeon was mortified, thoroughly embarrassed. She'd exchanged glances with Jeongho during past missions while fucking Yumin, but this was different. Jeongho wasn't stuck outside a glass wall in the plaza, forced to watch helplessly. He was right there on the bed, free to touch her, enter her at any moment.
Just having her husband and close dongsaeng sharing the bed was awkward enough. When they proposed dividing her body top and bottom for foreplay—and now debated who went first—it only intensified her discomfort. Their conversation felt surreal, like they were discussing her right in front of her. Naturally, it left her reeling.
Yet despite the embarrassment, Seohyeon was unbearably aroused. She'd only ever been with two men: Jeongho and Yumin, both masters of her satisfaction. With them tag-teaming her, how could she not anticipate it? Even as they talked, her pussy grew wetter. Shameful as it was, a sliver of excitement crept in for what was to come.
Yumin slid between her legs, pressing his cock against her soaked entrance and easing in slowly.
"Ahut...!"
Seohyeon let out a short, lewd moan at the mere penetration. Jeongho watched without blinking, riveted. It had been thrilling from afar; up close, it was intoxicating. He couldn't miss this. As Yumin's thick shaft vanished into her inch by inch, Jeongho's own cock hardened fully, arousal surging.
"Seohyeon, suck mine a bit?"
"Y-yes... honey."
Jeongho positioned himself at her left, offering his cock. Seohyeon parted her lips and took it gently. Lying with her head against the bed, she couldn't suck aggressively. And as Yumin began thrusting steadily, building pleasure, she lacked the focus anyway. Moans threatened to escape, making proper fellatio impossible.
Jeongho had no complaints. Just watching Yumin piston into her while his cock rested in her mouth was ecstasy. In past missions, he'd watched their sex from afar and cum in his pants hands-free, like a wet dream. This was worlds better. He was content.
With his cock in her mouth, he reached for her nearby left breast, kneading lightly. His eyes never left the sight of Yumin's cock plunging into her pussy. Yumin claimed her vacant right breast. Ownership of her twin peaks was set.
For Yumin, it was his first time with Seohyeon's breasts. He was delighted. Starting with gentle squeezes, he gripped harder until his fingers sank deep. Using it like a handle, he ramped up his thrusting pace.
As his pounding intensified, Seohyeon's moans built, stifled by Jeongho's cock in her mouth. But that restraint shattered at her climax.
"Ah... Hut... Hng...!"
Her moans leaked around her lips and his shaft, sounding even lewder for it. Jeongho had planned to wait for Yumin to finish, then swap. But excitement overtook him. He could hold back if he wanted, but why? He craved release now.
As Yumin thrust, Jeongho began fucking her mouth in earnest. The angle dulled the sensation, but the thrill more than compensated.
"Ah... Uht... Hnng...!"
Seohyeon crested again, louder moans spilling out as her tongue writhed wildly against Jeongho's cock. The sudden stimulation pushed him over—he erupted into her mouth.
Yumin, building steadily, didn't hold back either. With Jeongho waiting, he didn't want to delay. He unleashed deep inside her pussy.
As husband and wife, Jeongho and Seohyeon shared a bed every night, countless sex sessions between them. Jeongho wasn't her first, but neither had vast experience beforehand. For their age, they were relatively innocent in bed. Not overly curious, their lovemaking was vanilla—paizuri or blowjobs rare, especially for Seohyeon, who'd never been asked and thus never offered. Not from reluctance, but ignorance. Still, they were plenty satisfied as is.