Caught Red-Handed, Irresistible Urges
Even though Seo-hee Lee had caught her, Jin-ah Baek didn't bother looking back. She just stretched out her hand, frantically groping for the blanket she'd kicked off.
Watching Jin-ah's desperate back, Seo-hee flashed a triumphant smile soaked in victory.
"Baek-fatty. You've got such a fucking cute side~"
"Don't... touch me...."
"Get up, come on~"
Seo-hee shifted over, grabbed Jin-ah's hand, and pretended to pull her up. Reluctantly, Jin-ah propped herself up on her torso.
"You're gonna do it, right~?"
"...I just woke up 'cause you were so damn loud."
Jin-ah's curt reply came out in a whiny excuse, but her voice was already thick with arousal. Seo-hee found the obvious lie amusing and pressed her again, teasing like a prosecutor.
"You're gonna do it, right? Huh?"
"...I'm just gonna watch."
"Why play coy? You're already up—might as well enjoy it~"
Seo-hee was having the time of her fucking life with this. The sight of Jin-ah furtively jerking off under the blanket, obvious as hell. The way she pretended to refuse but ultimately gave in so obediently. Grinning like a kid with a new toy, Seo-hee hugged Jin-ah from behind and started gently stroking her still-feverish side.
"S-stop... touching me...."
"Huh? What~? Oh, sorry about the panties~."
Seo-hee's apology held zero sincerity—it was pure playful provocation, a light, malicious jab to test Jin-ah's reaction.
"Next time... don't do that.... It's... clean...."
I'd expected her to snap in anger, but Jin-ah mumbled sheepishly, flushed with shame.
"Yeah, sorry, sorry~ Next time I'll ask permission~."
Seo-hee tossed out the half-assed reply as her hand, still caressing Jin-ah's side, slid gradually toward her belly with sticky, deliberate motions.
"Your hand... just... a little...."
"Don't like it~?"
Jin-ah pushed at Seo-hee's lewd hand on her stomach, but the resistance was feeble. If anything, the way her abs quivered finely and her breaths hitched with every movement betrayed her true feelings.
Rubbing pussies with another girl sounds like shit, but maybe with Baek-fatty it'd be okay.
Seo-hee had never understood same-sex romance or sex, nor did she care to. To her, lesbians were just some alien realm that triggered instinctive revulsion.
But Jin-ah was different—the one who couldn't fully shake off Seo-hee's hand, drowned in shame and lust. Gone was the usual languid vibe. She pushed away the touch of another woman, yet her body writhed like it craved more, rubbing against it shamelessly. That contradictory reaction gave Seo-hee a thrilling sense of conquest she'd never felt before.
Seo-hee's hands trailed down the heated plane of Jin-ah's belly and soon tugged her swimsuit aside. After hearing Seo-hee's fake moans and the wet slapping of flesh from under the wild boar blanket, Jin-ah's crotch was already slick and sticky.
"Not... there... I mean it...."
As Seo-hee moved her hand slowly, Jin-ah clamped down on her wrist hard, like that spot was absolutely off-limits.
"Okay, okay. I won't touch it, so let go of my hand."
Seo-hee backed off easily, stroking her captured wrist like it hurt. Then she guided the still-dazed, feverish Jin-ah to sit naturally on the mattress.
"Ouch, you're gonna leave marks."
Playing the victim of Jin-ah's aggression, Seo-hee flaunted her reddened wrist, shamelessly guilting her. It didn't fully land on Jin-ah in her hazy state, but it did make her vaguely aware she'd used too much force.
"What now? You wanna go first?"
Seo-hee didn't miss that split-second hesitation. Jin-ah wavered, then nodded reluctantly and shifted her body.
So fucking cute, doesn't match that hulking build at all.
Seo-hee slipped back into her sociopathic selfishness. The wrist-grab had snapped her to her senses a bit, but Jin-ah's raw, innocent vibe—steeped in shame and lust, impossible to hide—was too tempting. The instinctive disgust for deep same-sex intimacy lingered, but Seo-hee carved out an exception just for Jin-ah within her ironclad rules.
Maybe barge in when she's too far gone to think straight.
While Seo-hee pondered that, Jin-ah had grabbed a towel at some point and was meticulously wiping the foamy remnants off Seong-un Lee's cock.
"Baek-fatty. You haven't done this with a guy much, right?"
"Huh? Well... not a ton...."
"Keep that up and you'll rub the skin raw."
"B-but... clean is good, right?"
Seo-hee cut in to halt Jin-ah's solo act, demonstrating personally by straddling precariously close to Seong-un's face.
"Towel away when you're done. First off, don't grip hard—touch lightly and stroke very slow."
"Like this?"
"No, loosen up more. And shaking it like that when it's dry? You'll tear it."
Seo-hee felt a wave of self-loathing and annoyance at the ridiculousness.
"...So, what then?"
At Jin-ah's question, Seo-hee lowered her hips and spat on the upright cock.
"No lube, so this is how. Your turn."
"...That's gross."
Jin-ah recoiled at the clear saliva dripping down the shaft. Seo-hee nearly cursed at the words and expression but wiped it off with the nearby towel.
"Better?"
"Huh? What...?"
Seo-hee felt a flicker of fondness for Jin-ah's uncharacteristically naive act, but irritation was building.
"Fuck it. If you're not doing it, I'll go first."
Stress peaking in that instant, Seo-hee flung the towel aside irritably and engulfed Seong-un's freshly cleaned cock in her mouth.
"H-hey, no! It's my turn...!"
"Slurp! Shut it!"
Her mind a mess from everything, Seo-hee shoved all worries aside and slavishly sucked and licked the cock right in front of her.
Fuck, sucking dick really relieves stress.
With the body wash scent lingering on Seong-un's cock shoved deep into her throat, rough grunts escaped her mouth and nose. Choking, gagging, throat stretching—the vivid pain only spurred her on, head bobbing wildly as she savored the masochistic thrill.
"Grk, glurk, guh!!"
Seo-hee threw her head back dramatically, but unable to straighten her spine, she ended up nose-deep in Seong-un's crotch unintentionally.
"Fuuuck... this cock's fucking huge, you bitch... bleh, slurp... ngh, haaah...!"
Shaking the viscous-saliva-coated cock, Seo-hee buried her nose in his crotch, then lewdly lapped at the heavy balls that swung down.
The obscene sounds filled the air nonstop, pushing Jin-ah—who'd been perched on his thigh, holding her breath and watching—to her limit.
Jin-ah wedged between Seong-un's legs without a second thought, shoved Seo-hee's hand aside, and devoured the saliva-slick cock.
Seo-hee itched from the loose hair on her face but was too engrossed in the musky scent of Seong-un's uncleaned crotch and balls.
...Fuck, my pussy's going insane.
But it wasn't enough for Seo-hee. She pressed her dripping crotch to Seong-un's face, grinding her hips in bizarre rhythm. She rubbed her sensitive clit on his nose bridge, endured the prickle of his stubbly beard, and smeared her soaked labia over his lips.
His unconscious body wouldn't move on its own, so unable to quench her thirst, Seo-hee jammed her remaining fingers roughly into her drenched slit.
Trembling her hips against his hot exhales brushing her nose, thick white fluids layered down onto his face.
Feeling the hot breaths rise, white love juices settled on Seong-un's face.
Meanwhile, Jin-ah—oblivious to Seo-hee's thick saliva on the cock—was reaching her own edge. Like Seo-hee, she'd ground her crotch furiously, turning her clear fluids into frothy white bubbles clinging between her thick thighs. The already soiled mattress soaked up only the popping sounds of her lewd froth.
Above all, Seong-un's cock—unable to take more external stimulation—twitched violently.
"Mmph?! Koff, hack, cough!!"
Startled by the forceful ejaculation slamming her throat, Jin-ah hacked up sticky coughs. Seong-un's cock thrashed wildly, spraying cum everywhere.
"Mmmph... slurp... fuck, this cum's so thick... schlurp...!"
In the chaos, Seo-hee—face-down flat—grabbed the bucking cock and savored the load.
Locking eyes with Jin-ah, whose coughing had subsided, Seo-hee licked the cock provocatively, showing off.
Feeling provoked, Jin-ah clicked her tongue, approached the cock, and joined in, tongue out.
Not content with lapping the cum still oozing from Seong-un's cock post-climax, Jin-ah sucked out the remnants from the urethra belatedly.
"W-what?! Hey, you psycho! Baek-fatty, wait! Not like some bitch in heat suddenly on my face?! Ah, not there! Mmphguh?!"
Spotting cum splattered on Seo-hee's face, Jin-ah hugged her head without hesitation and licked it clean.
But it wasn't nearly enough for Jin-ah. She mashed her lips to Seo-hee's, shoving her tongue inside to scour every corner of her mouth.
Seo-hee snorted in flustered panic and pushed at Jin-ah with both hands, but the overwhelming size difference rendered it useless.
She'd orchestrated and started this whole thing, but instinct-awakened Jin-ah's momentum overpowered her, turning the tables.
"Mmph, st-stop! Enough, haa, schlurp!!"
Seo-hee wailed that it was plenty, but her pleas fell on deaf ears to Jin-ah's glazed-over eyes. Jin-ah just obsessively ravaged her lips like a beast, slurping up every trace of the fishy cum-mingled saliva without mercy.