A New Partner Contract (2)
The mood in the room plummeted in an instant.
After all, the fact that we were going to do it was already a foregone conclusion.
But for a mother who had only ever known regular sex, and for Seunghee, the idea of getting it on their faces might have felt a little awkward.
“Kaylee. Do you think you can do it?”
Kaylee had frozen solid after hearing the message, just like the others.
Looking at her appearance alone, she could easily pass for a Western porn star.
But maybe she still felt some resistance at the thought of doing something like that with a man she had barely met a few times?
When Kaylee couldn’t answer right away, my mother gently encouraged her.
“Kaylee. It’s only hard at first. Once you actually try it, it’s not that big of a deal.”
She was right.
Living on this island meant doing that act every single day. Both my mother and Seunghee had found it difficult at first, but now they treated it like a casual after-dinner activity. Kaylee would probably get used to it quickly too.
“Let’s just try it once. I’ll guide you through it step by step.”
It was honestly hilarious that my mother was the one offering to teach her.
She had only stopped being a virgin a few days ago.
“……Understood. I will try.”
Encouraged by my mother’s words, Kaylee nodded with a stiff, determined expression.
I thought there was no need to look that grim about it…….
The Slave shall kneel before the Master.
For some reason, the terminal gave a much more detailed instruction this time compared to when it was Seunghee.
“Kaylee, shall we move to the bed?”
“No. Right here is fine……”
Kaylee knelt down in front of me as I sat in the chair.
Seeing her up close was even more overwhelming.
I never imagined a tall woman could feel this imposing. Even when I fought the jaguar, I hadn’t felt this much pressure.
Her arms, legs, neck, torso—everything about her was elongated. Maybe it was the proportions, but it felt completely different from looking at a man of the same height. Even though I was sitting and looking down at her, I somehow felt like I was the one being looked up at.
The Slave shall take out the Master’s penis and assist in ejaculation. The Master must not touch it himself.
“Kaylee. Please take off my pants.”
“Yes.”
Following the terminal’s and my mother’s instructions, Kaylee moved.
“……Excuse me.”
She glanced up for permission, then unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants down.
“The underwear too.”
“Yes.”
She removed those as well.
My soft cock flopped out with a soft bounce.
“…….”
All three women’s gazes converged on one spot.
……I suddenly felt like a monkey on display at the zoo.
With my pants and underwear pulled down to my knees, I sat there in an awkward, half-naked position.
“It’s annoying, so please take my pants off completely.”
I had Kaylee do it since I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to touch them myself.
Once she pulled my pants and underwear completely off my legs, my lower body was fully exposed.
“Then……”
Kaylee glanced at my mother, waiting for the next instruction.
My mother spoke as if she were a seasoned trainer.
“First, Kaylee, take off your clothes.”
“The instructions didn’t say anything about removing my clothes?”
Kaylee asked carefully.
“No. To make a man ejaculate, you first need to arouse him. Showing a woman’s body is an important form of stimulation.”
“Ugh…… Understood.”
Hmm. What was this?
My mother was talking like she was giving a middle school sex education lecture.
And Kaylee was listening to it with complete seriousness.
There was no way a mother of a child wouldn’t know this much.
Kaylee hesitated, glancing at me, before slowly beginning to undress.
She had only put on simple clothes after washing up anyway.
First came the sports bra top.
A sports bra top literally functioned like a bra, but as activewear. It firmly supported the chest and could be worn as normal clothing without issue. Still, it was the final barrier covering her breasts, no different from a regular bra.
When Kaylee took it off, I carefully examined her bare upper body.
Her frame was long and slender overall. She had appropriately flexible muscles, but nothing bulky like a bodybuilder. It was a healthy, practical physique.
And the highlight was, of course, her breasts.
Unlike most athletes, Kaylee had two rather large fruits attached to her chest.
It might be a disadvantage for sports, but for a woman, it was an enormous plus.
Not only were they large, but for someone who had given birth, they showed almost no sagging, and her nipples maintained a bright, lovely color.
What beautiful breasts.
Seunghee, unfortunately, had just been pushed down to last place.
“Ugh……”
Kaylee seemed unused to showing her body to a man. She turned slightly and covered her chest with her arms.
“Kaylee. You took them off to show them, didn’t you?”
“……Yes.”
But Kaylee obediently listened to my mother.
She lowered her arms and revealed her breasts.
“…….”
Feeling my gaze, she hesitated again before removing her leggings.
Hmm. Nice.
I realized in that moment that being tall was definitely a huge advantage. Because her entire body was so long and elegant, even the simplest movement from Kaylee looked incredibly striking.
It was the same now.
With her top already off, Kaylee bent forward to pull down her leggings. Naturally, her waist curved, and her breasts hung straight down under gravity. That alone was incredibly stimulating, but at the same time, the lines of her ass and legs revealed as she removed the leggings were pure art.
Was this what it meant when people said women felt sexual attraction toward tall men? If so, I could see why they couldn’t help but fall for them. I was glad I was at least taller than average.
“Oppa. Aren’t you staring a bit too much?”
Seunghee picked a fight from the side for no reason.
“I have to look if we’re going to make any progress.”
I had been staring pretty hard, though.
I should be a little more careful.
“Um……”
Now completely naked, Kaylee stood in front of me.
My eyes instinctively scanned her body from bottom to top.
“Oppa. You look like a perverted old man.”
“Shut up.”
Her pubic hair and armpits were smooth—she must have shaved them while washing earlier.
Standing straight, her pussy wasn’t fully visible. Only the tight, closed line at the very end could be seen.
I was curious. What did Kaylee’s pussy look like?
If I told her to spread her legs and show me right now, would she?
But I shouldn’t rush.
We hadn’t signed the contract yet. I couldn’t show her how desperate I was.
“Changjae. Do you think you can handle it?”
“Ah. Yes.”
“Kaylee. Come forward again and kneel.”
Following my mother’s words, Kaylee approached me.
Then she knelt in front of my legs.
“Now hold it and stroke it slowly.”
My mother coached her from right beside us.
Kaylee nodded and hesitantly reached out toward my cock.
Cool fingers touched my shaft. My half-hard cock, which had reacted to seeing Kaylee’s naked body, twitched in response.
Her hands weren’t as soft as my mother’s or Seunghee’s.
They were firm and strong. Hands that carried the weight of a professional career.
Especially her right hand—it felt even more powerful, probably from hitting the ball so much.
“Kaylee, your hands are really attractive.”
“Ah…… Thank you.”
Kaylee answered awkwardly.
Hmm. Did that backfire? It felt a bit off.
Well, she wasn’t doing this because she wanted to. A compliment probably didn’t mean much.
Maybe I should just keep my mouth shut.
“Hold it like this and rub it back and forth.”
My mother demonstrated in the air, moving her hand as if stroking a cock.
Kaylee copied the motion and began rubbing my shaft.
……It felt a bit strange.
The women in this house were all pretty bad at handjobs.
Or were they underestimating me because I was Asian? Were they afraid they’d break it if they used more strength?
“You can do it a little harder.”
At my words, more strength entered Kaylee’s grip.
It was a bit better, but…… hmm.
“Kaylee, you don’t seem to have much experience with this?”
“Yes…… Not really.”
……Hmm.
Was she telling the truth?
Or maybe she was hiding her skill. Since she wasn’t doing this willingly, she might have decided there was no need to try hard.
“At this rate, it won’t come out even after an hour.”
I spoke a bit more firmly.
If she was deliberately holding back, her pride would make her show her real ability.
But Kaylee’s expression turned into one of genuine struggle.
Watching her, my mother offered support from the side.
“Kaylee. When that happens, you use your mouth.”
My mother made a gesture like she was licking ice cream in the air.
Kaylee’s face hardened at the sight.
……Hmm.
What was really going on?
It couldn’t be that she didn’t want to lick an inferior Asian cock…… right?
She had already crossed way too many lines for that. If that was the case, she would have exploded long ago.
Could it be that she really wasn’t used to this?
She was a Westerner. A blonde Caucasian beauty. A professional athlete.
No…… that was just a stereotype.
Even my own mother had been a virgin until recently. Seunghee, who could have easily been an expert at playing the field, had also been a virgin.
Then it was entirely possible that Kaylee—a blonde, Caucasian, married mother—was actually a virgin too.
“Kaylee, are you a virgin?”
“No.”
……So she wasn’t.
For some reason, I felt relieved.
“Still…… I haven’t done this kind of thing very often.”
“Hmm.”
Was this the truth……?
Maybe my perception had been wrong. Because foreigners were most easily associated with Western porn, I had unconsciously assumed Kaylee would be the same.
But that kind of thing varied from person to person. Not every Westerner lived a promiscuous sex life. Kaylee was probably the same.
“Kaylee. There’s no need to feel pressured. Men are simple creatures.”
“……Yes.”
“You just need to lick it with your tongue. He’ll like that. And if you look closely, isn’t it kind of cute?”
?! Cute?
She was calling my cock cute?
Mother. I think that might be taking it a bit too far.
“…………Maybe.”
……But Kaylee actually agreed.
Well, compared to the massive cocks of black and white men…… I suppose it could look cute…….
“Kaylee. Please don’t compare me to foreigners.”
“Ah! That’s not what I meant! Um……”
Kaylee became extremely flustered by my joking remark.
“It’s just…… my husband’s and Noah’s are shaped a little differently.”
“Heh.”
“I wasn’t comparing them. It just looked unfamiliar. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. No need to apologize.”
That was an interesting story.
So it was different from her husband’s?
