Chapter 35: After the Massage, the Idol Leader Makes a Sudden Suggestion...
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 35: After the Massage, the Idol Leader Makes a Sudden Suggestion...
"Slurp. Schlurp. Mmn..."
"Hngh, haah...♡ H-haah..."
With my face buried between A-young’s legs, I sucked on her pussy with my tongue.
A-young, her thighs trembling violently, pushed against the bedsheets with her toes as she desperately tried to stifle her moans.
"N-not there... haah...♡"
"...You’re soaking wet, you know?"
She was a total pushover.
Every time I licked her, her vagina convulsed so hard it was almost pathetic. Even her anal opening puckered in sync with the tremors.
"Slurp... mmn... Phew."
I drank my fill of A-young’s sticky, pink pussy, and as I slowly pulled my lips away, a string of vaginal fluid stretched out from between them.
Licking the mixture of sweat and fluid from my lips, I spoke.
"Rize. Could you bring me the massage machine?"
"Yes, please wait a moment."
While Rize went to get the device, I pulled the limp A-young up into a seated position, holding her from behind in a back hug. I slid my hands under her armpits and began kneading her breasts.
Her body had become far more sensitive than before; every time my hands squeezed her chest, she let out a sweet moan and flinched in my arms.
"Ha, haah... ah, ahhh..."
Her sweat-soaked purple bob shimmered. Her eyes, slightly narrowed, were hazy and unfocused. Her reactions were much better than they had been earlier.
I slid my hands from the tops of her breasts to the undersides, cupping and lifting the heavy mounds.
"Whew. These really are heavy and huge."
"Y-yes... but they’re just big, and they’re often uncomfortable..."
"Uncomfortable? The fans love them."
Slosh, slosh.
As I slapped the undersides of her breasts with my palms, the large mounds bounced elastically.
"I bet the sweat buildup is a pain, though."
"It is... so I wipe them with a handkerchief after stage performances... but it’s still annoying... It gets so sticky in the summer..."
"Yeah, I can imagine."
I’d heard women talk about breast sweat before, but since A-young’s breasts were so exceptionally large, the undersides were completely drenched.
As I continued to fiddle with her damp skin, Rize approached and looked down at A-young with a relaxed, playful eye smile while fiddling with the massage machine in her hand.
"Hmm..."
Rize looked down at A-young with a look of mild intrigue.
"How do I use this?"
"Just press that button and it’ll start."
"Ah, like this?"
Bzzzzzzzzzt—!
Rize immediately cranked the vibration up to level two.
She looked down at the machine, which was vibrating with immense power, with a satisfied expression. In contrast, A-young’s face began to turn pale.
"U-Unnie. That’s..."
"A-young, you used this to torment me earlier, didn't you?"
"T-that’s a misunderstanding..."
It seemed Rize intended to pay her back for what happened during her own massage. Seeing Rize wearing a somewhat mischievous smile, I spoke up.
"You seem to be enjoying this, don't you?"
Since the members were so close, they often enjoyed playfully inflicting a bit of "suffering" on each other as long as the situation wasn't serious. Both A-young and Rize seemed to find it entertaining to see the other struggle during a massage.
Regardless, the roles were now reversed.
Rize’s eyes said, 'Now it’s your turn to suffer.'
"No way."
Rize smiled, her thin eyes curving, and knelt at the foot of the bed. Thump. The massage machine pressed against A-young’s lower abdomen.
"H-huuuuuuugh—!!!?"
A-young’s scream echoed through the room. Her gentle eyes suddenly rolled back, and a ragged breath—unbelievable coming from such a petite frame—burst out of her. The vibrations of the massage machine traveled through her lower belly, rattling her all the way to her cervix.
Oh. Her nipples just popped upright.
A-young’s nipples had gone completely hard, almost as if they were begging to be pulled.
So, I pulled them.
"Ugh...♡ Haah...♡"
A beautiful girl group idol was letting out lewd moans while I tugged on her nipples. Even though she tried to hold back her cries to avoid looking vulgar, the pleasure surging from her nipples and lower abdomen forced sweet moans from her lips.
"Your moans are incredibly lewd."
But A-young’s ordeal was only just beginning. I began to scratch at her hardened nipples with my fingernails.
"Aghhh!! S-stop...♡"
A-young cried out as if pleading, but I had no intention of stopping. Because the expression on her face while her nipples were being tormented was...
She looked like a total bitch.
Trapped in my arms and unable to move, A-young’s hips bucked every time I attacked her nipples, and perverted moans leaked through her clenched teeth.
I spoke to A-young, whose eyes were beginning to lose focus.
"Open your mouth for me."
"Y-yes... heh..."
A-young dazedly parted her lips. I slid my finger into her mouth, and she instinctively began to suck on it like a piece of candy.
Using that finger, now slick with saliva, I went back to rubbing and teasing her nipples.
"Ah... hngh, ah♡"
"Does the nipple massage feel good?"
"Yes, yes. It feels good..."
She was finally being honest. Now, it was time to push her over the edge with nipple stimulation alone.
"H-haah... oh, ohhh..."
The dual onslaught of pleasure was making A-young’s eyes go hazy. Rize had lasted at least ten minutes, but A-young was already letting out beastly moans that didn't match her youthful appearance.
Her eyes flickered upward as her body twitched.
"H-huoo, ohhh..."
These were beastly sounds that A-young—who usually captured fans' hearts with her cute and pretty image—should never let anyone else hear.
Thud.
A-young’s foot stepped right on Rize’s face.
It seemed she had been searching for leverage while thrashing against the pleasure, and she happened to find Rize’s face. Rize, suddenly finding the maknae’s sole pressed against her cheek, twitched an eyebrow.
"H-haah... hugh..."
However, A-young, already halfway through a climax, didn't even realize she was stepping on Rize’s face as she gasped for air.
I licked A-young’s neck and asked, "Can you go just from your nipples?"
"Y-yes... ngh... I'll try..."
"Good. I'll keep rubbing them."
Meanwhile, Rize pushed A-young’s foot away. Having realized the power of the massage machine in her hand, she looked at me with an intrigued expression.
"Oppa. Can I try stimulating somewhere else? For example... not the lower belly, but somewhere a bit further down?"
"Hmm... just don't go too hard."
"N-no...♡"
A-young instinctively pleaded for her to stop, but Rize, her spirit of experimentation fully ignited, didn't hesitate. Perhaps as revenge for the foot to the face, she pressed the powerful vibration directly against A-young’s clitoris.
Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrr—!!
"H-huuuuuuugh...! Ha-aaah!!"
A-young’s waist bucked violently, and a wailing cry erupted from her small lips. I gripped her voluptuous breasts like handles to keep her from escaping, enjoying the vibrations traveling through her body into my hands.
"We’re doing an oral massage, too. Stick out your tongue."
"Y-yes..."
A-young stuck her tongue out wide. I sucked on the saliva-slicked muscle.
Mmm. Sweet.
As I sucked on her saliva, I naturally pressed my lips against hers and transitioned into a deep kiss.
"Mmph... hngh... mwah..."
With hazy eyes, A-young swallowed the saliva I pushed into her mouth. In the middle of our dazed kiss, I gave her nipple a sharp pinch with my thumb and forefinger.
"Ngh-ah... hngh...!"
Perhaps it was because of the new trait I’d acquired. Unable to withstand the stimulation of my touch, A-young stopped kissing and her body went rigid.
"Agh... ngh... I'm cumming. I'm cumming...!"
A-young’s entire body tensed and twitched, and a moment later, a massive fountain of fluid erupted from her pussy.
Splaaaaash!!!
With her eyes rolled back and her waist trembling, the girl group’s maknae sprayed a transparent stream of liquid. It didn't stop until the bedsheets and even a teddy bear she’d received from a fan were completely drenched in her vaginal fluid and urine.
"A-ah...♡ Ahhh♡"
Even after the climax, A-young’s body continued to twitch from the lingering pleasure. Her eyes were half-closed as she exhaled hot, ragged breaths.
Seeing A-young drenched in sweat as if she’d just finished a high-intensity stage performance, I placed a pillow under her head.
To be honest, I wanted to go again. But seeing her completely limp with her eyes closed, it seemed like she’d reached her physical limit.
'...Well, I must have earned a lot of points.'
Soothing my lingering desire, I placed a hand on A-young’s butt. I called Rize over to my side as well and squeezed both of their butts simultaneously.
Squeeze, knead.
"Did the massage feel good?"
"Y-yes... h-hee...♡"
"Yes..."
A-young answered with a slurred voice. Rize nodded calmly.
The Common Sense Alteration hypnosis was a success. Satisfied with that fact, I spent the remaining time kneading their butts like dough, enjoying the afterglow.
.
.
.
After playing with their backsides for a while longer, I finally climbed off the bed.
"Are you leaving?"
"Yeah. It’s late, so I should probably head out. Don't worry, I'll help you clean up."
"Then... please have dinner before you go."
A sudden invitation to dinner. I blinked in surprise.
"Is that okay?"
"On the condition that it’s a secret from everyone else."
"That... goes without saying."
At my answer, Rize continued matter-of-factly.
"And let's have a drink in my room, too."
...Wait, what?