Secretly in Deulle's Room (2)
How much time had passed? At least thirty minutes, probably more. "Huuu... ♥ Uhh..." All this while, I hadn't emerged from under the desk. My face buried between Deulle's thighs, I kept teasing her with my mouth. Slurp—Smooch— Bringing her to climax was merely a bonus. What I really wanted was to serve her. To repay the affection and devotion she'd shown me today.
She looks so blissed out... I glanced up at Deulle's face. Her eyes were glazed over as she gazed down at me. A little lower, and her massive breasts came into view, nipples fully erect and swollen. I pressed my face in until my lips fully met her pussy. Tilting my head side to side, I rubbed her clit with my nose. Deulle's eyes fluttered shut for a moment. Her intertwined fingers tightened, her thighs and legs trembling atop my shoulders. Her thighs squeezed inward, soft flesh pressing against my face. As the space narrowed, her pussy lips clung naturally to me. I parted the plump, swollen folds with the tip of my tongue, lapping up the gushing nectar within.
"O-Oppa... I think... I'm gonna cum... Can you suck harder?" Deulle pleaded in a voice thick with moisture. I pressed my lips straight to her clit. "Aah... ♥" Gently, I peeled back the hood with my lips and tongue, then sucked long and hard. From then on, her moans actually quieted. Instinctively, her hips writhed and twisted. But I didn't let her go. I gripped her hand tighter and shoved my face deeper. "Ughhh... ♥" Schluuuurp—!!!Smooch—!!Smooch—!!!! Deulle climaxed spectacularly, squirting peach-flavored juices everywhere. Only then did I release her clit. I'd heard somewhere that gentle stimulation felt better right after. Instead, I opened wide and gulped down the flooding liquid. Gulp, gulp.
She swallowed every drop for me... so this evens things out. Plus, I'd secretly cum in another woman's mouth without Deulle knowing. I'd filled Jangmi noona's mouth while chatting with Deulle. It wouldn't erase my guilt, but at least I wanted her to feel a similar pleasure. The betrayal and conquest I'd felt when she sucked my glans and drained my cum—I wanted to share even a fraction of that with her.
.
"Haa... Haa... ♥" In the end, Oppa drank every spurt from my fountain. The building excitement and pleasure exploded all at once. My vision darkened slightly, sensations twisting strangely through my body. Amid the mess, one thing stood out crystal clear: our clasped hands, like lovers. And his lips and tongue, clinging as if determined to suck every drop from inside me. That alone was vividly sharp.
"Y-You don't have to drink it all... It's dirty..."
"What are you talking about? Nothing about you is dirty."
"..."
Oppa stuck out his tongue again, lapping at my pussy like a puppy. The guy who gets hard just from me stroking his thigh... the man whose insatiable lust doesn't fade no matter how many times he cums... the one who could easily grab my neck and pin me down if he wanted... He's kneeling before me now, licking my pussy. Solely to make me feel good.
"When I gave you head... when I swallowed your cum... you must've felt like this, Oppa."
"Like what?"
"Sorry... but grateful... something like that."
"So it felt good?"
I nodded. Incredibly good. The kind I'd want every day. The kind I'd want even in reality.
"It was really good."
"Then let's keep doing it for each other from now on."
"..."
For some reason, those words resonated deep in my chest. Like a promise to keep this relationship going... like he'd gladly endure any discomfort or disgust for my pleasure. It set my heart ablaze again.
"I'll... I'll do it more for you."
I released our clasped hands and stroked Oppa's face. It'd be great if we could have this in reality too, but I didn't actually want to make him do this for real.
Getting served like this in a dream is enough. This is just a weird dream born from my desires... I can't force my kinks on Oppa. I'd read somewhere that the moment a guy presses his face to a woman's privates, his affection dies. That's why I'd refused when he offered to go down on me earlier—just in case.
It probably doesn't smell that bad... but I should still be careful until next Sunday. This could carry over from dream to reality. Once we're closer for real, it wouldn't be too late to ask then.
"Oppa... let's move to the bed. You look uncomfortable—it bothers me."
I slowly sat up, looking down at him. My ass perched on the edge of my usual chair, legs spread wide. Oppa knelt obediently between them, staring at my breasts.
"I can't wait until next Sunday... I want to try a condom right now."
"You sure? The family's right outside."
"It's fine. Even if they catch us."
It was just a dream anyway. Last dream, I'd fucked Oppa right in front of the family. Pounded endlessly in front of Mom and my sisters, climaxed countless times, even got a round of applause before he creampied me.
It'd be fun if Ari unnie caught us. Wonder what face she'd make...
I leaned down, cupping Oppa's face, and lifted it to kiss him. Even though his mouth had just been on my pussy, even though he'd swallowed my juices, I didn't care. If anything, it made him more lovable. Mwah—Smooch— No weird smell or taste, thankfully. Just a sweet peach scent teasing my nose.
If it tasted like this in real life, how amazing would that be?
As our long kiss ended and lips parted, a thick strand of sticky fluid stretched between our mouths and tongues.
"I can't hold back anymore. I want Oppa to... fuck me so bad..."
I mustered the courage for dirty talk. I couldn't say it in reality yet, but someday, I wanted to tell the real Oppa too.
"When my Deulle says it like that... how can I say no?"
Oppa's eyes changed in an instant. The look he always gave me in dreams. Like a beast eyeing delicious prey. He rose slowly from his position. His massively swollen cock, ready to burst, drew near my face.
Ah... It's exactly like the real one... ♥ I wanted to grab it right then. The faint musky scent made my lower belly clench. My insides heating up. Was this what they meant by my womb throbbing?
"Wanna put it on yourself?"
Oppa handed me a condom. I nodded eagerly. Truthfully, I wanted him raw, no barriers. But...
If I don't practice now, I might fumble next week. Gotta train for times like this. And it was a subtle brag: I practiced for a week because I want you so bad. This is how much I think of you. Unlike my sister, who's all over you despite having a boyfriend.
"You know how?"
"Yeah, I do."
"You put it on some other guy besides Oppa?"
"N-No!"
I looked up in panic while tearing the wrapper. Oppa grinned mischievously, waggling his cock.
"Kidding. I know. No experience with guys yet."
"..."
I glanced down and gripped his shaft. So thick and hot. How had I fit this in my mouth? How had my body taken it all? It was that massive.
"From now on... I'll only ever put these on your cock, Oppa. Don't say stuff like that."
I pinched the tip reservoir and rolled the condom over his glans, then slid it down slowly, sheathing him snugly.
"You sure? There might be better guys than me out there. You're only twenty—sticking to just Oppa feels like you're missing out, my Deulle."
I shook my head. Who could think that with this in front of them?
"I like you, Oppa. I don't need anyone else... it wouldn't mean anything..."
The condom was on fully. Oppa gently pulled me to my feet, grabbing my breasts and whispering softly.
"Then I'll make sure you never regret choosing Oppa. Guess I gotta step up."
With those words, his cock twitched upward. I nodded, drawing a deep breath. Finally, it felt like I'd get to savor this thing I'd craved all day, filling me completely.