B-class Hunter Choi Garam — Lover Play (6)
The soft sensation that filled Taejin's hand.
Perhaps it really was because Garam was a famous beauty YouTuber known for her massive breasts — the softness lived up to every bit of the hype.
That touch made him feel his lower body harden even further without him meaning to. Well. Anyone would get hard fondling breasts like these. Which meant he had to desperately suppress the urge to yank his pants down and thrust into her right then and there. After all, she hadn't even requested the after yet. He had to hold back from having sex with everything he had.
Taejin had been sleeping with some seriously incredible women lately, but he still knew his place. No — he had no choice but to know it. No matter how high his Security Guard App rank climbed to Excellent Security Guard, problem customers still existed. Being forced to face them with a smiling face was simply his fate. So he kept his shoulders, which had started to rise a little lately, firmly lowered.
Anyway. After kneading her breasts for a while, he felt her body — stiff with tension at first — loosen considerably. No, not just loosen. She went completely soft and pliant.
Judging that her chest had been thoroughly attended to, Taejin decided to push her arousal a little further. How? By touching somewhere even more private than her breasts, of course.
With that thought, he pulled his hand free of her chest and slid it lower.
— Slick.
He slipped his hand straight inside her pants and panties. At that, Garam — whose eyes had already gone half-lidded — snapped wide awake.
"H-Hueh♥?!"
I-Inside?!
For a second she wondered why he was going that far, then remembered that full caresses had been part of the agreement. Realizing that, she spent a brief moment regretting just how much she had allowed — and then.
Squish♥
"Hyaaahn♥♥?!"
A thick finger pushed inside her, and a moan tore out of her throat before she could stop it. It felt nothing like the masturbation she usually did on her own. Thick and warm… the heat of a real finger.
Squish—♥! Squish—♥! Squish—♥! Squish—♥!
"Hnguuuh…♥!"
He worked his finger back and forth as if scraping along her inner walls, searching for her weak G-spot — and then.
— Press♥
"Kkh…♥♥♥!!"
Taejin found Garam's G-spot with practiced ease and pressed into it. Her whole body jerked hard. Of course it did.
Th-This is…♥ The first time I've ever…♥
Her usual masturbation had never gone beyond poking around with a finger or a dildo. Naturally, a girl who had never received real sex education and had only ever watched weird videos — porn and R-rated movies — had never felt stimulation like this. She couldn't even keep her thoughts straight, trembling all over under what he was doing to her.
As for the man responsible —
Huh. I just pressed once and she's losing her mind?
He hadn't even been trying to find her G-spot. He had simply curled his finger on a whim and pressed against her inner wall, and that happened to be exactly where it was. He didn't fully understand why she was reacting so violently, but —
Well. Good is good.
He decided to take it as a win. Besides, there was something else.
"Hueh…♥ Nngh♥♥ Uuh…♥ Chup♥"
The kiss itself was hitting its limit. After mixing tongues for so long, Garam was clearly starting to flag. One might ask how someone could hit a limit just from kissing — but her eyes were already half-glazed from the caresses, and they were swapping spit on top of that. Of course he should stop.
So he broke the kiss and focused entirely on the movement below.
"Heuk♥! W-Wait a second♥♥! Euhit♥♥♥?! Th-There, if you keep using your finger… nnghit♥♥?!"
Garam couldn't hold herself together. Was this kind of caress really that good for women? A flicker of curiosity crossed Taejin's mind, but he shook his head and banished the idle thought. While he kept working her —
"Hnguuuh♥! T-Taejin oppaaa…♥ I-I'm gonna come from th-thereee♥!! Hyiii…♥♥!!"
It seemed Garam was going to break first. Taejin nodded as if to say he understood, then drove his finger into her even harder. If she was going to come anyway, she might as well ride the pleasure all the way to the edge.
And just as he intended, the fierce thrusting against her inner walls pushed Garam straight over.
Squish———♥!! Squish———♥!! Squish———♥!!
"Nooo♥! I'm cominggg♥♥!! Hyiiing♥♥♥!!"
— Fwoosh!!! Fwoossshhh!!
She hit a squirting climax.
My whole hand's soake— wait.
For the record, Garam was still fully wearing both her panties and her pants. Meaning —
Whoa. Pants, panties… everything's drenched.
Her entire lower half was soaked through — so wet it looked like she had wet herself, her pants dark and heavy with it. The moment that fact hit him, the word fucked flashed through Taejin's mind. And that thought —
"Heh…♥ Heh…♥ Uuh…♥ Why'd you suddenly stop… eh?"
— came true immediately.
"G-Get out!!"
Well then.
Taejin was thrown out of the room on the spot.
I'm screwed.
The price of forgetting the most basic thing.
Kicked out into the living room, Taejin scratched his head and was halfheartedly finishing off the leftover pizza when —
Ugh… even my panties are soaked…
— Thump!
— Thump!
— Thump!
Choi Garam, the one who had just soaked through her own pants, clutched her racing heart and changed into fresh underwear and pants. Once she had changed, her mind settled a little.
R-Right. It wasn't really his fault…
Technically it was a mistake he should have been careful about, but she decided to cut him some slack — the atmosphere had been so intense he probably couldn't have thought that far ahead. She hadn't become a two-million-subscriber beauty YouTuber for nothing.
Having generously forgiven Taejin's blunder, Garam looked at the bed where she had just been caressed.
W-Wow…♥ Even the blanket's soaked.
The bedding that had been neatly made was not only rumpled but damp and thoroughly ruined. Looking at it, she felt all over again just how good it had been — and flushed with fresh embarrassment.
J-Just from caresses and it was this bad… what would actual sex even be like…?
This time the shame came from a slightly different place. Before, it had been humiliation over her own behavior. Now it was closer to the bashfulness of imagining what might happen next.
Of course —
Th-This… can wait until next time…
She simply wasn't ready yet.
After roughly changing her clothes and stepping out, she found Taejin in the living room — he had already cleaned up the drinking mess and was even finishing the dishes.
"Ah, you're out?"
He finished washing up with practiced ease, shook the water from his hands, and looked at her.
"It felt weird just sitting around while you were in there, so… haha…"
Garam understood exactly what he was doing.
He knows he messed up, doesn't he.
It was an apology in action — please forgive my mistake. She had already planned to forgive him, but the fact that he had even done the dishes made her feel a little guilty for yelling earlier.
So —
"Um, I'm sorry for shouting earlier… I just panicked…"
"No. I'm the one who should apologize. I wasn't careful enough."
Taejin answered politely, insisting he was the one at fault. After a brief exchange of mutual apologies, the two of them stood there looking at each other in awkward silence — until Garam spoke first.
"…So. Could you head home for today?"
"Ah, of course. Call me anytime."
He didn't refuse. More accurately, he couldn't refuse. Her expression made it clear she wasn't taking any arguments this time.
Taking a step back, Taejin left Garam's place — and once outside —
"Haa… life…"
— he couldn't lift his head for the mistake he had made.
It was practically done…
Part of it was genuine guilt toward Garam. Part of it was also the fact that he had just watched a perfect chance to copy points slip away right in front of him. If he had just taken her pants off first, or eased the mood more romantically, he could have managed it.
Well. If I could pull that off, I'd be Casanova.
With that private thought, he let out a long sigh, decided a cigarette was in order, and dropped heavily into a chair in the designated smoking area. He put a cigarette between his lips and tried to light it.
Or rather —
— Click. Click-click.
"Aish, why won't this thing light today of all days?"
The lighter was being unusually stubborn, and he wrestled with it for a while with the cigarette still in his mouth.
"Use this."
"Ah, thank y— …ou?"
Fortunately, someone beside him offered a light and solved the problem. Unfortunately, a much bigger problem had just appeared. Namely —
"Oppa. Running into you here again?"
The exhibitionist from last time was sitting right next to him, holding out the flame. Something really did seem to be cursed about today.
The one silver lining —
At least she's wearing clothes today.
It was daytime, so the exhibitionist in front of him actually had clothes on. That was the only good news.
Damn it.