Temptation (11)
She let out a small chuckle, then exhaled in short, ragged breaths.
One hand stroked over her pounding heart.
The other caressed her tingling lower belly.
She steadied herself, catching her breath.
“…Oppa.”
“Yeah.”
“I can’t… move. Could you pull out… please?”
For the first time, she spoke with polite deference.
Her waist still trembled uncontrollably as she begged me.
From the soft, yielding grip of her pussy, I withdrew my cock—slowly, savoring every inch of her inner walls until the very end.
“Haa… Whew. Ah, it feels so strange…”
“Where?”
“I don’t know. Just… everything.”
Her expression as I gently sat her down beside me wasn’t bad at all. She was simply trembling a little. Startled by sensations she had never even imagined.
“…You really held back, didn’t you?”
“I told you I would.”
“If you hadn’t… I think I might have died.”
“It wasn’t that extreme. Though you probably would have passed out.”
Hinami nodded, still not quite ready to fully accept that overwhelming blend of pleasure and pain.
“Still… it felt really good. Incredibly good.”
So I would simply teach her slowly.
“Next time, I’ll open you up more gently.”
“Yes. Please…”
I savored the body of a girl who was at most twenty years old—one who neither laughed seductively, nor forced a smile, nor wailed in agony.
“Shall we rest now?”
“Yes. Honestly, I can’t take any more.”
Despite her lewd nature, her face still held that pure innocence. I could enjoy it all to myself.
Until that color was dyed in the shade she desired.
**
My heart is pounding. My breath keeps catching. It feels like my brain is on fire. My body is so stiff I can’t move. If I sink down any further like this, I think I might actually die.
It was truly a terrifying experience.
But still…
“Whew…”
That tingling sensation. I want to feel more of it. Without the pain. I want that hot flesh to pierce me deeper.
“Is there coffee in the house?”
“Ah, yes. Over there…”
I pointed toward the kitchen for Oppa, who had already pulled his pants back on, while gently rubbing my still-unsettled lower belly. It was still trembling and a little sore, but the feeling was definitely not bad.
“We have instant mix and black. What do you usually drink?”
“Ah, I’ll take black…”
If he had shoved that eight-inch dildo inside me, would I have felt anything like this? Probably not. Not at all.
“Ice?”
“Just one, please. I have a cat tongue…”
“Cat tongue?”
“Ah, it means I can’t drink hot things well.”
A mere dildo could never be that hot. Even if the size was similar, it couldn’t possibly be that hard. Even if the thickness matched, it couldn’t twitch and pulse like that. Above all—
“Here.”
“Thank you…”
“It’s your house. Why are you thanking me?”
That thing could never handle me the way he does. Sometimes rough. Sometimes gentle. While satisfying my curiosity—
“The stick packs have pretty decent flavor these days.”
“You know a lot about coffee?”
A little more curiously. Where my weak points are. Where I feel the most. What makes Oppa excited. When he gets so turned on he can’t hold back.
“I brew it with a moka pot at home. I buy the beans.”
“Ah, I have one at home too.”
“Too much hassle to use it?”
“Yes. How did you know?”
“If you used it often, you would’ve told me where the beans are.”
“Aha…”
Even if my breasts are smaller than Haeun unnie’s, even if I’m shorter than Jia, I want to make him crave me more. I want to feel even lewder.
“I used to like baseball too. Since I’m from Kanagawa, I cheered for Yokohama when I was little.”
“I only know Yomiuri and Hanshin when it comes to Japanese baseball.”
“…Want to go to a game together sometime?”
I want to know everything.
“Are you crazy? What if it ends up in the news?”
“Aww, we can just go with Haeun unnie. If we say we went because we’re close to her, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
“Don’t do anything stupid. Once they get suspicious, the paparazzi will swarm.”
“Hmm, I guess so. Too bad. Then… can’t be helped.”
…Truly.
“Let’s meet at home next time too. Secretly.”
“…Yeah.”
“I’ll definitely let you know whenever my schedule opens up. Definitely.”
Enough to make me want to seduce him. Even if it means using every last bit of this idol shell.
**
“…I’ll, um, go wash up now.”
After sipping her lukewarm coffee, she gathered her clothes from the bedroom and slipped into the bathroom. I stared after her until the door closed softly, then turned my attention to the TV.
She really is pretty, even on second glance. Maybe it’s because you can see how hard she works.
I shifted my gaze from the large monitor to the small LCD screen. In just a few hours, it had filled with countless photos and videos. Every single one of them utterly obscene.
“Whew.”
I replayed the records—satisfying enough to make the days of holding back feel worth it—and burned them into my mind again.
What incredible luck. There was nothing else to say. A few months ago I thought my life was over. Yet here I was, sipping coffee in a place like this, breathing in that sweet scent.
Beyond the bathroom door, where water rushed loudly, I could hear that coquettish voice. Sometimes it still didn’t feel real. To the point that I almost wanted to thank Seo Haeun for being left alone and lonely at home.
“Hey, Oppa.”
“What?”
“I forgot my phone. Could you bring it to me?”
I set aside thoughts of the woman who still hadn’t contacted me and focused on the one right in front of me. Hinami would be busy for a while anyway, so we wouldn’t meet often. I picked up the phone she had deliberately left on the dining table and walked over.
“Open the door. I’ll hand it to you.”
“…I don’t want to.”
“Why not?”
“I hate grabbing the handle with wet hands. It’s all slippery, so could you open it instead?”
I turned the knob and stepped into the bathroom, which was filled with hot steam.
“…What are you doing?”
“Ehh… aren’t you surprised?”
The bathroom was thick with steam. Water droplets clung to the shower booth glass. A black choker now circled her neck. Her breasts pressed against the glass, proudly displaying their volume. In the center were the sweet nipples I had tasted earlier. The scribbles I’d left on her still hadn’t washed away. And then there was that cute little tongue, seducing me.
“…What’s there to be surprised about?”
“I thought you would be. Juhyuk Oppa, you like this, don’t you?”
Leaning against the shower booth, she flicked the choker with her fingers—tick, tick—drawing me inside. She hadn’t actually said a single word inviting me in, but here we were.
“What is this? You were pretending to be so gentle earlier. Why do you look so angry now?”
I set the phone on the sink, stripped off my pants, and tossed them near the door. I closed it again to trap the heat, then stepped right up to the glass panel, fully aroused.
“I’ll wash you gently, so open the door.”
“You can just push it open. Dummy.”
“…Still. Open it.”
There was no lock. It was just a partition to keep water from splashing. She opened it with her own hand.
“…This really makes it seem like I lured you in…”
While she held the handle, I slowly approached her. I took her hand and closed the door together.
“Do you have any idea how hard I worked to wash up in here?”
The bathroom, which hadn’t felt small before, suddenly felt very narrow. The distance between us shrank to barely a handspan. I looked down at Hinami’s slightly pouty face and lost myself in thought for a moment.
I had felt it earlier, but now it was even clearer.
“I know. I won’t be using it any more today anyway.”
“Really? For someone who says that, you’re incredibly… hard.”
“We can just use it here.”
If I hugged her like this, I could probably slide my cock between her breasts while standing. The height difference was so extreme. It hadn’t been easy taking her from behind earlier, and kissing had been awkward when I was fucking her ass. Still, it wasn’t impossible.
“Eh, what? Pervert. Mine aren’t even that big.”
“They’re smaller than hers, but they’re still pretty big.”
“Really? Jia’s are way bigger than mine.”
“She’s Haeun’s sister, after all.”
“What is this, Oppa? Why do you know the size of your sister-in-law’s breasts?”
“What sister-in-law? And anyway, you can tell just by looking. At least the size.”
“Hmph.”
Even as she said that, she crossed her arms to push her breasts up. The sight made my breath catch for a second. Honestly, among all the women I’d been with besides Seo Haeun, hers had the most beautiful shape. The touch. The texture. So soft and plush.
“Anyway… shall I do it with these? They’re not much, though.”
“Do whatever you want.”
“Eh, what? It’s what you want, Oppa. Why won’t you just say it?”
With those soft, yielding breasts, she gently enveloped my cock. She tilted her body slightly so the glans that had been pressing against her solar plexus slid neatly between them.
“You can just say it honestly. Like me. That you want to cum, cum, all over here.”
“Hmm.”
“Hehe. Liar. It’s not convincing when you say that while I’m spraying body wash.”
I squeezed the sticky liquid between her breasts and enjoyed the feel of her soft skin. Even wet, her fair complexion glowed. This warm body temperature made her skin look even more radiant.
“Ehh, the bubbles make it sound so… lewd. It’s really dirty.”
Squish. Squish.
Before long, her breasts completely hid both shaft and glans, and the obscene sounds echoed through the bathroom. The white foam could have been body wash or it could have been mixed with cum—I couldn’t tell anymore. It was that sticky.
“Does it feel good, Oppa?”
“Want me to be honest?”
“Ehh, so it doesn’t feel that good.”
Unlike the simple friction against skin, the sensation was—
“I’m so fucking hard for you.”
“Eh… really?”
“Yeah.”
Lewdly. Stickily. Overwhelmed by an endlessly rising sense of superiority.
“Then… I’ll work even harder. Hup!”
I smiled down at her as she looked up at me, then lowered my body to match her height now that she had knelt. For this devoted girl who was even willing to rub my balls with her breasts.
“Hehe… are you going to cum soon?”
“Use your hands.”
“My hands?”
“On the glans. Try it.”
“…Okay.”
Awkwardly, but with devotion, she served me with her breasts.
“Mmm, nngh… Yap. Do your best, Oppa…”
“What is that?”
“It’s cheering. Hup. Cum quickly…”
Clumsily, her hands tormented my glans.
“Hup, hup, hup… Haa. Cum already, seriously…”
“If you say more dirty things, I’ll cum for you.”
“You’re such a pervert…”
Skillfully. Lewdly.
“Then… mmm. On these idol virgin breasts that were still a virgin until just now. Fill them up completely… ♡”
“Like how you dirtied my pussy… dirty my breasts too. Hehe…”
With that tongue that tickled my heart.
“Ah, ah… Hup, hup, hup… ♥ Ah, haha… Hehe.”
Completely enchanted, I thoroughly soiled her breasts. Feeling her heart pound dangerously hard against my cock.