Family
It was a rather dry, technical conversation, but there was something sexy about the way Mireong poured herself into it with that bright, intent look on her face. I slipped my arms around her from behind and held her lightly, stroking her chest—far more modest than the other women's—and the abs that were developed like a man's.
Mireong, who had shown no reaction at all while I caressed her body, suddenly turned her head. She brought her mouth to mine, and we began a deliciously deep kiss. The hand that had been stroking her abs slowly slid downward until it reached her sex. Her bare mound was already slick with arousal. I rubbed her clitoris. When our mouths parted, Mireong looked at me with eyes full of wanting. I smiled and said,
"Shall we go to the private chambers?"
Mireong shook her head. For a brief moment I felt a flicker of disappointment.
"No. Right here..."
I was startled. Minhwa and Yunchae were right here in this room. And this woman was saying she wanted to do it here. All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind, but the simple desire to hold her right then washed every other consideration away in an instant.
While I was still hesitating, Mireong set down the tablet she had been holding and rose from her seat. She turned to face me, stripped off my robe, and pulled me into an embrace as she kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist. With one hand she took hold of my cock. Already fully erect, it was ready to drive into her body at any moment.
Mireong took my hand, led me to the sofa, and sat me down. Facing me, she climbed onto my cock, aligned herself with the tip, and slowly sank down. I had experienced it before, but her pussy still felt as though it were made entirely of muscle. Mireong, who rarely showed emotion on her face, closed her eyes, parted her lips halfway, and began to moan.
"Ahh... mmm..."
Her hips started to move with vigorous force. Eyes closed, savoring the inside of her, I quietly opened them—and found Minhwa, who had been sitting some distance away, approaching my side. With a very serious expression she came close, lifted my right hand, and brought it to her own breast. As expected, Minhwa's breasts felt better to touch. She cupped my cheek, turned my face toward her, and kissed me. She kissed with more hunger than usual, I thought.
Then something touched my left hand. I broke the kiss with Minhwa and looked over—Yunchae was there, guiding my left hand to her sex. I felt the soft, thoroughly wet flesh of her, and Yunchae looked at me as she said in a small voice,
"I'm next..."
Unconcerned with the two of them, Mireong rested her hands on my shoulders and kept working her hips hard. Minhwa stroked Mireong's ass as she moved and said,
"Wow... I really like bodies like yours, Mireong. It's so cool..."
The hand stroking Mireong's ass slipped lower and brushed my balls. Yunchae's hand was on my chest, teasing my nipple. I must have saved a nation in a past life and sent countless souls to heaven. There was no other explanation for being allowed to feel this kind of happiness.
Mireong rose from my body, breathing hard. As if she had been waiting for exactly that, Yunchae climbed into her place and pushed my cock inside her. I knew that every woman's pussy had a different shape. The stimulation now was different again. When Yunchae began to move her hips the way Mireong had, her large breasts bounced and swayed—unlike Mireong's.
Watching those breasts jiggle right in front of my eyes, I was just thinking I should grab them and take a nipple into my mouth when a head of black hair interposed itself in my view. Mireong had taken hold of Yunchae's breasts and sucked a nipple into her mouth. Yunchae started in surprise and looked at Mireong, but she did not push her away. Instead she cradled Mireong's head. Yunchae enveloped my cock with a soft, enveloping warmth different from Mireong's elastic grip; she looked at me with thoroughly melted eyes and kissed me. My one hand was still kneading Minhwa's breast, and the moment my mouth parted from Yunchae's, Minhwa greedily stole my lips for herself.
A little later Yunchae moved off me and Minhwa sat on my lap, beginning to bounce her hips. Another different sensation. Of the three, Minhwa was the oldest, yet nothing about her suggested it; her skin felt like the youngest of them all.
We switched partners several times that way, and my cock could not endure the varied stimulation from three different pussies. Grasping my cockhead, which felt ready to burst at any second, I laid Mireong back on the sofa and climbed over her. In the missionary position I thrust for a long while, then came inside her. The climax was so intense it almost hurt. Mireong clung to me with all her strength, and Minhwa and Yunchae wrapped their arms around us as well.
When Mireong and I separated, Minhwa rushed to me, embraced me, and kissed me. She was fondling my thoroughly wet cock. I wondered if she meant to start something again—my erection had not gone down—but she neither mounted me nor tried to put it back in. After kissing me for a long time, Minhwa said,
"It feels like we've really become one family. I love it so much."
Yunchae remained expressionless, and Mireong looked embarrassed. Minhwa paid no mind at all and continued,
"From now on, don't bother going into the private chambers for no reason—do it out in the open like this. The ones of us who are right here enjoy it too, you know."
She pulled me to my feet and gave Mireong a look. Mireong sprang up as well, took my hand, and led me to the bathroom. It felt as though she were protecting the fact that Mireong was the main one for the moment. Mireong and I showered together. Still wearing that stiff expression, she soaped my body, and whenever our faces met she kissed me. I soaped her body in turn; we finished together and came back out.
In truth, even though we had been living naked in the same space, a certain awkwardness among us had never quite disappeared—especially with Mireong, who spent more time writing or reading than talking with people. The one who had served as the centripetal force drawing everyone together had been Jeongmi. I had often seen her deliberately gather people and start conversations, and I had thought her intention was to make everyone closer. Ironically, it was now, with Jeongmi gone, that we had finally crossed that wall of awkwardness. When Minhwa and Yunchae finished their quick showers and came out, the three women gathered and began to talk. As if nothing had ever been strange between them, they chatted with real intimacy. Even Mireong joined in with a shy smile.
Their conversation stretched on, and I gradually drifted to the edge of their attention. Well... that was fine too. Just the fact that my private space was filled with laughter and the sound of voices was enough to satisfy me. I quietly went to the window, opened my laptop, and searched the news.
Around the time the sun was sinking and evening arrived, Jeongmi returned. She was grinning as she showed me something. When I opened the luxurious box, inside was a leather collar and a chain that gleamed gold. The chain was fairly long, and at its end was something like a ring.
"What's this?"
Jeongmi kept smiling and wouldn't tell me right away. She pressed herself against me with a sly look and said,
"It's for the bodyguards... It's theirs. Give them the chance to swear an oath to you, Jisin. And you put this on them as the mark of that oath."
I was less than enthusiastic. According to Jeongmi they wanted something like this, but the expressions I had seen on those two had not looked that way at all. I also worried that if I clumsily tried some ceremony and they got angry, it would be a mess.
"And what's with this chain? It really looks like a dog leash."
Jeongmi was still smiling as she answered,
"It's not a dog leash. You'll understand what it's for soon enough."
With that, Jeongmi rose and gathered the women. She began whispering with them about something. The three women listened carefully and nodded. After talking with them for quite a while, Jeongmi suddenly turned toward me and stomped over, huffing.
"What? You had that much fun without me?"
She was clearly talking about what had happened earlier. I had no idea what to answer, so I just smiled. Jeongmi brought her face close and spoke in a very low voice.
"You did well. I was trying to set the mood myself, but it was still a little awkward—this worked out perfectly. Now we are all, in name and in fact, Jisin's women. Well done."