Deul-bak (2)
Hadn't she said she was going to lick it?
"Slurp, shluuurp, haaahmm, slurp, shluurp, slurp, chuurp, slurp, shluuurp...!"
But Chae Dayeon was sprawled between my legs, and she wasn't licking my cock at all — she was sucking it.
Heat.
Chae Dayeon's current state was even more intense than Han Minah's, and Han Minah never bothered to hide her lust. Instinctively, Dayeon knew this cock was essential to satisfying her desire.
Whether she licked it or sucked it, I knew neither would actually resolve her hunger, so I left her to it.
No — that wasn't quite right. Leaving her alone left my hands with nothing to do, so I sat up a little and stroked her soft hair.
"Slurp, shluurp... hnnnngh, hngh, mmph, slurp, shluurp... shlck, chuurp, hahh, hnnnngh, hahhmmph, slurp, shluurp—!"
She seemed to like that. A sound almost like purring spilled from her throat as she sucked me down. Behind the face of the girl stretching her tiny mouth as wide as it would go, I could see the rest of her.
A snow-white back. A snow-white ass. Snow-white thighs. And at the end of them, snow-white feet.
"Feet..."
The thought hit me out of nowhere.
Han Minah... wouldn't suit it. The sly Lim Jiwoo would just tease me. The intimidating Min Seoeun would lock up her face. Ju Harin, who hated me, would look at me with nothing but contempt.
Having the other three rub their feet along my cock would feel good enough, sure — but none of them could beat Chae Dayeon's physique. Those small, pretty feet. And if you added her softness on top of that... if she touched me all over with those feet, it would feel incredible...
As if telling me to stop thinking about other things, Chae Dayeon fumbled at the hand resting on her head. She was still sucking me with everything she had. That look she gave me, glancing up through her lashes — do it already.
As requested. I pushed down on her head, and a cock far too big for that tiny mouth shoved into her throat. I didn't ease off. I kept the pressure there.
"Mmphhh...!"
Tears had started to well in her eyes. Her pale face flushed a faint red. I let go.
"Pwahhh... haah, haah, hnnnngh..."
She sucked in ragged breaths, then purred again. And then she stuck her tongue back out, about to lick—
"...Lie down."
"Huh?"
"Lie down. Now."
"What for?"
"...So I can put it in. We have to test it, don't we?"
Being in heat was clearly more important to her than all that talk about licking me. Or maybe the two were linked — the app had mentioned that licking me would turn her on, and those conditions might have stacked, stoking her hunger even higher.
I'd planned to let Chae Dayeon do as she pleased at the start of today anyway, so I lay down the moment she told me to. She climbed on top of me, somehow willing her faintly trembling body to move.
"Can you do it yourself?"
"...Yeah."
"Alright. Go ahead."
She said she could, so fine. I stayed on my back. She sat down across my waist, then rose up on her knees and reached down. After fumbling around, she got a grip on my cock — still slick with her own saliva — lined it up against her pussy, and slowly sank down onto it herself.
She took me in one long, wet slide.
"Nnnnnnnngh...!"
"Hahh..."
Dayeon had to be feeling a serious jolt as my cock pushed into her. But if we were talking raw stimulation, I might have had it worse.
Lim Jiwoo, whose insides clung and pulled as if begging me not to leave. Han Minah, who wriggled and rippled even when I stayed perfectly still. Min Seoeun, who clamped down so tight it felt like the blood couldn't get through.
All of them felt incredible... but when it came to that sensation of something inside being scraped — whether you called them ridges or folds — Chae Dayeon's pussy was the most direct of them all.
A pussy like this felt great when you pounded it fast, of course. But moving slowly — feeling every ridge and bump with perfect clarity — was even more intense.
"Nnnn... ah, haang, haaahn... nnnn, nngh, nnnngh, haah, haaahnngh...!"
Inexperienced as she was, Dayeon had no choice but to move slowly — which only made me feel her pussy that much more clearly.
"Hahh..."
That said. Even if the intensity of the stimulation was greater on my end, the one feeling more of it was obviously Dayeon. She was tight. She was ridged. She was full of those little bumps. And with a thick cock packed into a pussy like that, no matter which way she moved, the stimulation she had to feel was going to be overwhelming.
And the most important fact of all.
"Haaah... nngh, nngh, hnnn... nngh, haah, haahn, nn, nnn... nngh, haah, haaahnnn...!!"
Chae Dayeon was in heat right now. She was in a state where a single tap of a finger would make her shudder — and she wasn't even in missionary. She was in cowgirl, a position that let the cock press hardest and deepest against her furthest point...
She hadn't even been moving that long before she came, shuddering hard as thin, watery juices spilled out of her, her insides clamping down in a long, helpless squeeze.
"Dayeon."
"Nn, nngh, nnnngh...?"
"Come here."
"Haah, nngh..."
I reached up from where I lay, and she leaned forward, her waist folding as she trembled. For a while I just stroked her hair, her cheek resting on my chest as she panted. She seemed to come back to herself a little. Her eyes fluttered open, dazed and hazy, and she pushed her upper body up — not sitting fully upright the way she had before, but braced on her hands beside my face, her waist still bent.
"Haah... nngh, nnnngh, haah, haaahn... nnnngh, haah, hahnngh...!"
In that position she just bounced her ass, smearing thin, watery juices all over my pubic bone. Setting everything else aside, the face of the girl lying on top of me was... I didn't know whether to call it pretty, or lewd, or just plain cute.
I reached up and gently cupped one of those tiny, swaying breasts. Soft. The same yielding give I'd felt when I'd pinched her cheek between my fingers earlier. I kneaded her breast just as gently, then pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
"Hnnnnnngh...!!"
She'd barely started moving again, and already she was shuddering, her body going slack. I stroked her hair as she collapsed onto my chest the way she had a moment ago, then slowly swept my hand down.
Soft hair. A smooth back. A waist so small it felt like it would fit in one hand. Maybe it was because she was so short and slight, but if I slid my hand just a little further down, I found an ass that would be perfect to squeeze — soft and yielding, like a freshly pounded rice cake.
Small and skinny as Dayeon was, her ass was still bigger than her chest. That was how it usually went. I sat up a little, reached down, and grabbed a handful of that ass.
"Nnnngh..."
Soft. If we were talking softness alone, Dayeon was even softer than Han Minah — and Han Minah had been incredibly soft. It was as if there wasn't a single muscle anywhere in her body.
It felt really, really good.
I gave her ass a light swat, and the body in my arms jumped.
"Nngh—!"
Come to think of it, didn't they say cats loved having their butts patted?
If Dayeon had been wearing clothes, it would have made a proper series of thumps. But this was bare skin, and she'd worked up a light sheen of sweat from moving, so even a few flicks of the wrist produced a string of rich, wet slaps. More stimulating than the sound of my hand hitting her ass, though, was the sound of her voice.
"Aahnngh, nngh, nnnnngh...!"
I was starting to wonder if she had a bit of a masochistic streak herself. I spanked her ass in a steady rhythm, and she moaned into my chest, her forehead pressed against me.
"Dayeon."
"Yeah, nngh...!"
"Want to keep moving? Or should I take over?"
"...Y-you... do it... do iiit..."
The ongoing stimulation had stolen her control over her own body. She just panted against my chest, her forehead buried there. If I rolled us onto our sides from here, we'd be in missionary... but I wasn't sure I needed to bother.
I bent my legs, found my angle, and snapped my hips up. The stimulation — the pleasure — was on a completely different level from when she'd been moving herself.
"Aahnngh...!"
"Woo...jin-ah, Woojin-ah, I— I, I, I'm, I'm gon, gonna, nngh, nngh, nnnn...!!"
As I'd said, she was already fully in heat. She drooled onto my chest where her face was pressed, smeared more of those thin juices across my pubic bone, and clamped down hard around me.
"Hnnnnnnn...!!"
A rather small moan, considering how hard she'd just come. Which was another way of saying the stimulation was so intense she couldn't even cry out properly.
I figured that by this point she'd completely lost control of her own body. But Chae Dayeon planted her hands beside my face, forced her upper body up, and — with a face thoroughly steeped in pleasure — started moving her hips again.
"Hahh... ah, aahn, nn, nn, nnnnngh..."
However. If I suddenly snapped my hips up, that alone was enough to make her come, weakly.
"Hnnnngh—!"
And once again, as if she'd temporarily lost all control, she collapsed onto my chest, her cheek settling against me. So I wrapped my arms around her small body and rolled us halfway over.
"Nnnn...!"
Now we were in missionary. Dayeon stared up at my face with her tongue slightly out — an expression that somehow reminded me of Min Seoeun yesterday. Her faintly trembling hand reached for my face, then slid around my neck and pulled me down...
"Chuuurp... shlck, slurp, slurp, shluurp... hnnn, aahmm, slurp, shluurp—! Slurp, shluurp—!"
The hand behind my neck kept opening and closing, kneading at me like a cat making biscuits.
Well then. Maybe it was time to try what I'd been thinking about earlier.
"Dayeon."
"Yeah, nngh?"
"Does it feel good?"
"...It feels good. Sex with Woojin... I like having sex with Woojin... I like iiit..."
"Want me to make it even better?"
"Haaah, even... even better?"
I didn't answer the implied question of whether it could possibly feel better than this. I just slid my hands behind her knees. I stretched my arms forward, and thanks to how short she was, I had no trouble reaching her shoulder blades. I locked my hands together behind her back, then stood up from the bed.
Her small, light body lifted into the air, cradled in my arms. The sudden rise startled her enough that she forgot the pleasure for a moment. She stared at my face with huge, wide eyes.
"Woojin, Woojin-ah, what— what is this...!"
I didn't care. I carried her down off the bed, still holding her, and drove my hips forward, hard.
"Hnghkk...!!"