Tasting Again After Nineteen Years (5)
Tasting It Again After Nineteen Years (5)
“Ahhh... Mmh... Haa...”
Wolbaek's back, which had been arched enough to lift her body off the floor for a moment, finally gave out and collapsed onto the ground.
I removed the finger that had been pressing one of her acupoints, sat up, and settled down at her right side.
As though an obstructed airway had finally opened, Wolbaek drew a deep breath.
With every exhale, I could see the strength draining from her entire body.
When I closed my eyes tightly and opened them again, her breasts—white and smooth like fine porcelain—came into view.
Tiny beads of sweat glistened across her areolas.
I wondered what they tasted like.
“Mmgh...! S-Stop...❤️”
I playfully ran my tongue over the nipple protruding from the breast resting on its side, and tears welled up at the corners of Wolbaek's eyes.
Cute.
Can a woman who's nine years older than me really be this adorable?
Though, admittedly, what we'd just been doing wasn't exactly cute...
“You've gone and soaked the whole floor. Such a mess.”
“Hngh...”
When I glanced down between her legs, I saw her clothes soaked through and clinging tightly to her skin.
The smooth rise of her lower abdomen flowed into the valley below.
From the small pool gathered there, a rich, intimate scent drifted through the air.
Fortunately, it wasn't enough to leave everything drenched.
It looked like something that could simply be wiped away with a sleeve.
Even so, it was hard to believe this was merely the reaction from having only her breasts teased.
“Y-Young... Master...”
“Hmm?”
“Can... can I still go?”
“Go where?”
“To... the Imperial Palace... in Beijing.”
“Haha...”
Even after being driven completely out of your mind, you still manage to ask that?
“Who knows?”
“W-Why...?”
“I doubt the Emperor would be very satisfied if all he got to enjoy were your breasts.”
“Then...”
“Noona, are you good in bed?”
“I-In... bed... what?!”
Wolbaek's face flushed scarlet.
Blood rushed back through her body, which had only just begun cooling after her climax.
Even the thought that she should behave properly before the Young Master vanished.
“For nearly ten years...!! Hah... I've spent almost ten years doing this kind of work...!!”
“Then you must be incredibly good.”
“Of course I am...!!”
Good enough that she wouldn't lose to anyone.
Good enough to beat anyone who challenged her.
At least here in Yangzhou.
To put it bluntly, even if the Young Master pounced on her right this instant...
She had that much confidence.
She hadn't shared her body with many men, but every one of them had been left unconscious afterward.
...Though those who had experienced that much ended up terrified of being consumed by her and never came back again.
“But... if you're going to have me... you know, right? This time... three days' worth of payment won't be enough.”
Deep down, Wolbaek found herself hoping.
After losing herself so pathetically just from having her breasts played with, she desperately wanted to restore the pride that was on the verge of crumbling.
She wanted Jinyu to take her right then and there.
This time, instead of her begging him to stop, it would be his turn to cry out for mercy.
“Then...”
Jinyu glanced between Wolbaek's legs.
He wanted nothing more than to slide his fingers into that smooth slit and explore her.
But...
...Damn. What do I do? I don't have enough money.
Embarrassing as it was to admit, he'd already looked into how much it cost to spend a night with one of the Five Hees.
His desire had been building, yet he lived with his mother. As the son of Nakseong Pavilion's owner, he couldn't exactly visit their rival establishment, Maeyeong Pavilion. The only people in Nakseong Pavilion who would keep his secret were the women he'd grown up with—the Hees.
After weighing everything, he'd come to one conclusion.
If I was going to do it, it'd have to be with one of the Five Hees.
So he'd checked the prices.
And started saving his allowance.
There wasn't much to spend money on inside Nakseong Pavilion, so his allowance wasn't particularly large.
Still, after saving for quite some time, he'd managed to put together a decent amount...
Wolbaek's earnings the last time she was specifically requested...
He remembered.
The amount had been genuinely shocking.
After doing the math, he realized he could barely afford to pay for a single day.
“...Tomorrow. Meet me at the inn southeast of Suseo Lake. The one overlooking Maeyeong Pavilion.”
“Tomorrow...?”
“We're done for today. I've enjoyed your breasts enough, Wolbaek. They really are something.”
“W-Wait. Why...?”
“Why? Because the customer gets to decide.”
“You can't just stop in the middle—hnng?!”
Saying that, Wolbaek struggled to sit up.
Her legs wouldn't support her, and when her crotch brushed against the floor, her whole body jolted as though she'd been struck by lightning.
Jinyu narrowed his eyes as he watched.
Well, would you look at that.
She's way dirtier than I thought.
If I play this right...
“I told you, it's the paying customer's choice. Why make such a fuss, Noona? Maybe we should just meet three days from now instead.”
“Three days?! H-How am I supposed to endure until then...? N-No... how are you planning to endure?”
“I'll go ask the other courtesans in Nakseong Pavilion too.”
The color drained visibly from her face.
“Mokhwa said something to me. She said that giving even abandoned women a chance made me seem like a kind person. And she was right. So I figured I'd keep doing kind things.”
“Kind things...?”
“I'll meet as many courtesans as I can with the time Mother gave me. Then, from among them, I'll choose the one who's most suited for the Emperor.”
“—Me!”
Wolbaek planted a hand on the table beside her and strode toward Jinyu.
“I'm the best...!!”
“Then let's meet in a week.”
“You just said three days!”
“I'll say it for the third time. The paying customer decides.”
Once, Wolbaek had been the finest among the Hees.
Now, as the eldest of them all, everyone called her Ilhee, the First Hee.
And yet that very woman now looked utterly desperate and crestfallen over a single sentence he'd spoken.
Jinyu rather liked that expression.
“...Then I'll just pay.”
“I can't wait three days... I'll pay for two days' worth.”
A dangerous gleam rose in Wolbaek's eyes.
At the same time, as though expecting something, she shyly twisted her lower body and lowered her head.
“Heh... See you tomorrow. Tomorrow.”
“...If that's what the paying customer wants, I suppose I have no choice.”
Today, he had paid three days' worth to strip and pleasure Wolbaek.
Wolbaek, in turn, paid two days' worth to move their appointment forward.
In total, he would only have to pay her for one day's service.
Phew... Somehow, I can manage that...
Wolbaek kept her head lowered as she quietly straightened her clothes.
Jinyu watched her in silence before slowly rising to his feet.
As he stepped out the door, the gaze fixed on his back was that of a predator overflowing with desire.
Creak—
“Haa...”
I slid open the paper door and stepped outside.
It felt as though I was breathing fresh air again for the first time in ages.
Only after taking a deep breath did my mind finally clear.
Ilhee's breasts...
Their softness, their scent, their taste...
They were still vividly etched into my memory.
And then there was that dark, spiderweb-like pattern I'd seen for the very first time in my life.
What in the world had that been?
One thing was certain.
When I'd traced that pattern while caressing her, Wolbaek's reaction had been abnormally sensitive.
Could that have something to do with the heightened senses I'd developed after my reincarnation?
No.
No, that wasn't what I should be thinking about right now.
Is this really okay?
That was the question demanding an answer.
“They are women to be presented to the Emperor. Never forget that causing trouble beforehand is no different from defying His Majesty.”
Today I'd only touched her breasts—only the skin on the outside.
But tomorrow...
My heart and my reason were at war.
My head knew I shouldn't.
But after kneading that soft, supple...
That indecently enticing body...
It was unbelievably difficult to stay in my right mind.
Hmm...
...That spiderweb.
Right.
I had to figure out what that thing was.
I couldn't be certain, but one thing seemed obvious—it was some sort of pattern that heightened Wolbaek's sensitivity.
And if I wanted to test that theory...
The only possible subject was Wolbaek herself.
“I don't even have to... eat it. Just touching it should be enough...”
Crash!!
“Hm?”
“M-Master...”
I turned toward the sound and saw the apprentice girl who had served Wolbaek, the one who had prepared our tea and refreshments.
Ah... Damn. What a nuisance.
Wasn't an apprentice like her supposed to be waiting outside the room?
That meant she'd heard the noises Wolbaek made when she climaxed inside.
Which also meant she knew I'd laid hands on one of the Hees.
“Eek...!!”
If I wanted to keep this quiet...
The safest option would be to have her expelled.
To make sure she could never set foot in Nakseong Pavilion again.
Objectively speaking, that would have been the safest course of action.
But...
“Y-Young Master... This servant heard nothing! Please... please have mercy!”
...With a reaction like that...
I simply raised my index finger to my lips, signaling for silence.
“This is a secret you will carry to your grave. Do you understand?”
“Yes... Y-Yes, Young Master!!”
“I trust you have no intention of bringing that grave any closer.”
“…!!”
The apprentice immediately dropped to her knees and bowed her head to me.
This was a world where martial artists plundered villages and the rulers of the jianghu exploited the common people. Among all that, Nakseong Pavilion was probably the closest thing to a refuge that girl had.
Being expelled from here would be a punishment beyond imagination.
...After saying that much, she should understand.
“Haah....”
She straightened her clothes and tidied up the room.
Her heart had pounded so hard it felt like it would burst while she wiped away the fluids she had spilled across the lacquered wooden floor, but once she lay down on the bed, she finally calmed down.
It was quiet.
The red lanterns shining in from outside cast a soft glow across the room, leaving it pleasantly illuminated.
She felt pleasantly exhausted, yet not sleepy at all.
Yes... she wanted to bask in the lingering afterglow for just a little longer—
“Ah...!!”
What afterglow?!
He had kneaded, licked, and sucked my priceless breasts however he pleased!
And then, just when it was my turn to want more, he simply said he was done?
What kind of—
N-No.
It's not like I wanted it.
At the end, his thing had grown so hard that it was rubbing against my thigh. They say men go crazy if they're left unsatisfied like that, so I merely pitied him and offered first.
Yes.
That was all it was.
"...Phew."
Still...
Young Master's thing...
It had been hard...
And surprisingly hot.
I couldn't see it properly beneath his clothes...
But its length...
Its thickness...
"About this much... or maybe a little bigger...?"
She measured the length in the air with her thumb and little finger, then loosely wrapped her hand around the imaginary middle.
A transparent rod, visible only to herself, took shape in her mind.
"Tomorrow... this big thing..."
Trying not to change the imagined length, she carefully lowered her hand to her lower abdomen.
"Haaah..."
Just beneath her navel.
A little above what martial artists called the dantian.
"Let's begin."
"Hng!"
For an instant, it felt as though she heard the Young Master's gentle command again.
She remembered.
The moment he gave that order, the spot beneath her thumb had suddenly become burning hot, and pleasure had spread through her entire body.
After that...
"Ah... haaah..."
It had been the greatest pleasure she had ever experienced.
No matter how much effort her customers had put in over the years, never once had she climaxed so intensely.
In truth, as a courtesan, she never should have.
There was nothing more disrespectful than collapsing first and leaving the customer to finish by himself.
That was why she had let her guard down this time.
She had underestimated the cute Young Master she had once teased, thinking there was only so much he could possibly do.
"Hng..."
The hand she had used to mark the imagined length drifted lower.
Her little finger brushed against the hidden slit.
Here.
The only truly sensitive place on Wolbaek's body.
Her clitoris.
If...
If the Young Master touched her here with those unbelievably pleasurable fingers of his...
What would it feel like?
"I've lost my mind... I really have..."
Even as she said that, her hand continued moving downward.
She propped herself slightly against the pillow.
Her thumb came to rest against the small nub, already swollen firm.
'What was I expecting... and I'm already like this...'
Press.
"Haaah..."
Only then did she realize just how heated her body already was.
She had only pressed down lightly, yet a tingling sensation spread along her inner thighs.
Stroke...
Stroke...
"Hng... ngh... haa..."
She held her breath as much as she could.
She had carelessly cried out in front of the Young Master, but she couldn't now.
Someone outside might hear.
And if the other girls, or Cheonghwa... or that person overheard...
She already knew exactly what they would say.
'It's not enough... If only something... just a little more... it feels like it'd be even better...'
Unable to endure it, she slowly slipped her middle finger inside.
At the same time, her thumb rubbed the protruding nub up and down.
"Ah... th-this...!"
Squish.
Squish.
Squish—
How many times had she repeated this meaningless act, trying only to make herself aroused?
Lately it had been even worse.
No matter how much she rubbed and thrust until her knuckles ached, all she ever felt was a dull warmth in her lower abdomen.
"Hng... ah... haa... Y-Young Master..."
But now...
Was it as though some hidden acupoint had opened?
Or...
Was it because the face, the breath, the touch, and the grip of the man she was imagining were all so vivid?
Her body was already steadily climbing toward climax.
"Ah... ngh...!"
She squeezed her swollen breast tightly with her right hand.
Something was still lacking.
The Young Master's grip earlier hadn't been this gentle.
It had been rough...
Crude...
Strong enough to make her feel as though it might tear her apart.
'No... it wasn't only this much... it's still not enough...'
At that moment, an idea flashed through her pleasure-clouded mind.
She couldn't imitate the strength of his hands...
But surely she could use her tongue just as gently as he had?
"Jinyu... Young Master..."
She opened her mouth and took her right breast into it.
She had never attempted such a thing before, but by pushing her breast upward with her right hand, she managed to draw her nipple into her mouth.
It felt as though she were biting into a large steamed bun.
"Hng... mmh... mm..."
At the same time, her left hand continued stimulating both her clitoris and the inside of her body.
Wishing that the one sucking on her breast wasn't herself...
But someone else.
And imagining that same person pleasuring her between her legs as well.
'Ah... it feels so good... so good... it's coming... something's... coming... ah...'
"Haaah!!"
Her thighs clamped together violently.
The walls inside her mercilessly squeezed around her middle finger.
But unlike several dozen minutes earlier, nothing burst forth.
Instead, moisture merely trickled slowly along the finger inside her before coming to rest on the back of her hand.
Nowhere near enough to soak her clothes or the bed.
“…!!”
The apprentice lowered her head and bowed deeply to me.
It was a world where martial artists plundered villages, and the rulers of the martial world exploited ordinary people.
Among all of that, this place, Nakseonggwan, was at least a sanctuary for that child.
The weight of being expelled from there would be unimaginable.
…She should have understood after hearing that much.
“Haa….”
I fixed my clothes and cleaned up the room.
When I wiped away the fluids that had spilled onto the lacquered wooden floor, my heart pounded as if it would burst, but once I lay down on the bed, it finally calmed.
It was quiet.
The red lantern light coming from outside provided a soft glow.
The room became just bright enough.
This drowsy yet strangely sleepless feeling suited the moment perfectly.
Yes, I wanted to sink into the lingering sensation from what had just happened….
“Ugh…!!”
Lingering sensation, my ass!
He had squeezed, licked, and sucked my breasts—the ones that were worth whatever price someone was willing to pay for them!
And now that I wanted more, he said he was done?
What kind of nonsense was that…?
Ah, no.
It absolutely wasn’t something I wanted.
At the end, I saw that the young master’s manhood had grown fully hard and was rubbing against my thigh.
They say men are creatures that go crazy if they remain unsatisfied, so I only suggested it first because I felt sorry for him.
That was definitely all it was.
“...Hoo.”
Speaking of which, the young master’s manhood….
It was firm and quite hot.
I couldn’t see it properly because it was beneath his clothes, but….
Its length, its thickness….
“About this much… or maybe a little bigger?”
I measured the length in the air with my thumb and pinky, then lightly gripped the middle.
A transparent rod appeared—one that only I could see.
“Tomorrow… this large thing…”
Trying not to let the length change, I carefully moved my hand toward my lower abdomen.
“Haa……”
Right below my navel.
A little above the place martial artists called the dantian?
“Let’s go now.”
“Ah!”
For a moment, it felt as though I heard the young master’s gentle but commanding voice.
I remembered.
Immediately after he gave that command, the lower part of my abdomen, where my thumb was touching now, suddenly grew incredibly hot, and pleasure spread throughout my entire body.
After that….
“Ah… haaah….”
It was a pleasure I had never experienced before.
No matter how much my customers sweated or tried their hardest, I had never reached such an overwhelming climax.
In fact, as a courtesan, that was how it should have been.
From the position of serving customers, there was nothing more rude than collapsing first and saying, “Take care of the rest yourself.”
That was why I had been careless this time.
I underestimated that cute young master, the one I had even played with before, thinking there was no way he could do much.
“Hoo…”
The finger that had been marking the length on my lower abdomen, that little finger, touched the secret place between my legs.
This was the place.
The only part of my body that could truly be called sensitive.
The clitoris.
If…
If I were touched there by the young master’s strangely pleasurable touch…
What would it feel like?
“I’m crazy… I’m really crazy…”
Even while saying that, my hand slowly moved downward.
I lifted my body slightly and leaned against the pillow.
Then my thumb touched the clitoris that had already hardened like a small bead.
‘What was I expecting to already be like this…?’
Press.
“Haaah….”
I realized once again that my body had already been heated up.
Just pressing it like this made a tingling sensation flow along the inside of my thighs.
Slowly—
Slowly—
“Ah… ngh… ah, haa….”
I held my breath as much as possible.
In front of the young master, I had let my guard down and made shameless sounds.
But not now.
Someone outside might hear.
And if the other “Hee” girls or Cheonghwa found out, I already knew exactly what they would say.
‘It’s not enough… If he did just a little more… I think it would feel even better….’
Unable to endure it, I pushed my middle finger inside.
At the same time, my thumb rubbed the raised bud above.
“Ah… this, this is…!”
Until now, how many times had I done this meaningless act just to become aroused?
Recently, no matter how much I rubbed and pushed until my fingers ached, all that remained was a dull warmth in my lower abdomen.
“Ah… ngh… haa… young… young master…”
But now, perhaps some blocked point had finally opened, or perhaps…
…perhaps it was because the face, breath, touch, and strength of the person I was treating as my prey were still so vivid in my mind.
I was already slowly approaching climax.
“Ah… ngh…!”
With my right hand, I tightly gripped my protruding breast.
Something was missing.
The young master’s touch from earlier had not been this weak.
It had been rough and clumsy, almost enough to tear me apart…
‘No… it wasn’t just this… This isn’t enough….’
At that moment, a good idea flashed through my pleasure-clouded mind.
Even if I couldn’t match his strength with my hands, couldn’t I use my tongue just as skillfully as the young master?
“Jinyu… young master…”
Gasp—
My right breast filled my mouth.
I had never tried this before, but by pushing my breast upward toward my face with my right hand, I managed to take my nipple into my mouth.
It felt like biting into a large dumpling.
“Ah… mm… mmm…!”
At the same time, my left hand stimulated my clitoris and the inside of my body.
Wishing that the person sucking on my breast right now was someone other than myself.
Imagining that person was the one pleasuring me.
‘Ah… it feels good… so good… it’s coming… even though it’s small, still… something is coming… ah…’
“Haaah—!!”
My thighs clenched tightly.
The inner walls wrapped around my middle finger squeezed it mercilessly.
But unlike several minutes ago, nothing burst out.
The fluids simply slowly stopped along my hand, following the finger inside me.
It was nowhere near enough to wet my clothes or the bed.
“Ha… ha… hoo… ❤️”
Even so, it felt good.
Because at the final moment, I truly believed that this thing touching me from within…
…belonged to the young master.
Maybe that was why I reached climax.
Let’s be honest.
I wanted to feel that pleasure young master Jinyu had given me once again.
And I didn’t want it to be something I only felt in my breasts.
I wanted it lower.
Even lower…
I wanted it to rise from the most intimate place within me.
“Jinyu… my lovely Jinyu… ❤️”
I ran my left hand down the bridge of my nose.
The lewd scent of my own fluids slowly began filling my chest.