Repaying Yoo-ri's Kindness
Even though I'd declared on the gender-reversed hero live that I'd do anything to repay their kindness, the two of them naturally didn't bite right away. That's just how good-hearted they were from the start.
I need to take the initiative.
I decided to start with Yoo-ri. No special reason—just that her reaction to our little hand-play that morning had been so satisfying. Our original plan for the day was shopping with Hye-ri, but because I'd collapsed yesterday, I was under a strict no-outings order. House arrest at my age. I'd braced myself for it, but actually going through with it hit different.
Anyway, Yoo-ri ended up going in my place with Hye-ri and brought back a bunch of miscellaneous stuff.
"This... this... and this too..."
"Isn't that a bit much?"
"But~ we might need all of it, right?"
Hye-ri seemed to have a bit of a pushover side, unlike her initial big-sister vibe.
"And Min-ho needs a decent room to stay in..."
Hye-ri said, tapping her finger to her lips thoughtfully.
"We can clear out the storage room."
Yoo-ri!
While I was sorting through the shopping haul, Hye-ri called Yoo-ri over and emptied out everything from the storage room. Luckily, neither of them was the type to hoard junk, so aside from the living room corner and study shrinking a tad, nothing major changed.
"I ordered a bed, but it won't arrive till tomorrow. You'll have to make do with blankets tonight—is that okay?"
"Yeah, blankets are more than enough. Thank you."
"It's already the storage room; sleeping alone on blankets would be kinda sad. At least get comfy."
As expected from someone well-off, Hye-ri was generous even to a freeloader like me. Unlike her sister, whose job in fashion had built up her stamina, Yoo-ri was totally wiped out from running around all day.
"Ughhh..."
Her pitiful groans as she sprawled on the sofa were both heartbreaking and hilarious.
"I'm heading to bed to rest."
"Good work today, Yoo-ri."
Everyone was heading to their rooms. I lingered in the living room, gauging the moment, then slipped into Yoo-ri's room.
"Huh? What's up?"
Yoo-ri, lying face-down on the bed, turned her head to look at me. The way her breast squished sideways, or the bit of lower back peeking from her dolphin pants—they kept pulling my eyes.
"Nothing much. You went through so much trouble for me today, so I figured I'd give you a massage."
"I'm fine. Sitting at my desk all day means a workout like this is good for me anyway."
Despite her refusal, I kept closing in until I was straddling her back as she lay there. Yoo-ri yelped in surprise.
"Whoa?! I said I'm fine!"
"Just relax. Your shoulders are all knotted up."
Squeeze.
"Ngh...! Ow...!"
I'd only seen massage videos before, but pressing the tense spots got reactions. Each knead sent tremors up her spine to my hips—super fun. Light pressure made her go limp; hard made her toes curl. Fascinating.
"Neck next."
"I said...! I'm f... ahh......"
Rubbing the back of her neck shut her up. Like petting a cat. Straddled on her lower back, she couldn't buck me off without effort. She was totally at my mercy, toyed with helplessly.
Stroke.Stroke.
"Hah...! Hah..."
I subtly shifted my hips lower, hands gliding over her back. Smooth skin under her shirt—no bra, clearly. Ideal outfit. I massaged her back a bit, then hiked up her ridden-up tee.
"Wh-what?!"
"Shirt gets in the way; it's too slippery for a proper massage."
Yoo-ri opened her mouth to argue, but I pressed down hard, silencing her. Thumb along her spine—squeeze—and her moans grew louder. Atmosphere was ripening, so I reached for her ass.
That cheeky thing asserting itself under thin fabric.
Grip.
"Kyaa!"
The soft handfuls were no joke. Flesh spilling between fingers—expert-level cock-tease.
"Why there?!"
"Gotta loosen the lower body after walking all day."
Yoo-ri looked skeptical, like Is that right? Probably thought the guy who'd been a dude till yesterday wouldn't sexualize her. Maybe figured I was forcing it to repay her out of gratitude. If I were from this world, she'd be spot-on.
But the variable she didn't count on: I'm from another world. Her morning reaction said she wasn't hating it. Win-win.
Savoring her ass with both hands, I overlaid my body on hers—like a blanket.
"Shall we do something even better, nuna?"
"Wh-what? Cut the joking and..."
Squeeze.
She froze like a statue, feeling my hard-on pressed right against her ass. Forgot to breathe, even. I nearly burst out laughing. A beauty who'd be a goddess back home, reacting like a total virgin—mismatched and adorable.
At this rate, she'd pass out, so I snapped her out of it.
Smack.
"......!"
I yanked her half-turned head back and kissed her. As she reflexively parted her lips and squirmed, I plunged my tongue in, ravaging her mouth. Lips, tongue, teeth—tasting every corner while she gasped like a drowning woman.
"Mmm... slurp... smack... hah..."
Kissing to muffle her, I slipped a hand forward and kneaded her breast.
"Mmng...! Ah! Aah...!"
Her tongue-delivered words were melted nonsense. Probably "no" or "stop," but she wasn't fighting hard anymore.
I released my hold and rolled to the side, flipping her over.
"......"
Freed, she clamped her mouth shut, unsure what to say. Only when I mounted her again did she speak—flushed face, but worried tone.
"You okay?"
"Actually, it's nuna Yoo-ri who should be worried."
That faint guilt in her expression? Killer. Apologetic while I planned to fuck this beauty. Immense taboo thrill.
Slowly peeling off her shirt. Shadowed underboob, shyly peeking nipples—captivating. Couldn't hold back; stripped everything off. We were both lightly dressed—naked in seconds.
Spreading her bare legs revealed a pristine slit. Drip. She was excited too—love juices already beading.
Kissing her, one hand on breast, the other rubbing her pussy.
Stroke...Stroke...
"Haaang...! Slurp... What is this...! Feels too good...!"
Her voice rising like she might cum—I stopped. She'll feel only my cock from here.
As she caught her breath in the brief respite, my dick plunged into her soaked depths.
Squelch.
"Aaaang......!"
Slight resistance, then hilt-deep. Yoo-ri arched, tongue lolling in climax.
Huh?
It slipped out a bit—glistening fluids tinged red. Virgin, after all. All the better; extra arousal hit, and I thrust up hard.
Slap.
"Haaang...! Wait... just a break... aaah...!"
Ignoring her pleas, I pistoned relentlessly. I'd been patient enough.
Slap slap.
"Haaang! Haaang! Haaaang! Slurp... haaang..."
Pounding like I'd pierce her womb. Her moaning mouth irked me; I covered it with mine. No energy to move her tongue. I sucked and chewed hers. She gulped drool, panting near delirium.
Sensing climax build, I slammed harder.
"Haaaang! Weird...! The feeling...! I... I'm...!"
Her pussy clenched in orgasm, screaming hoarsely. Hye-ri might hear—but the mounting pleasure and Yoo-ri's debauched ravishment erased the worry.
We collided so fiercely, bruises seemed likely.
"Ngh...!"
"Haaaaaaaang!"
I came inside as she peaked again—voice a scream-moan mix, thrashing wildly. I was so hyped, my ears rang.
"Hah..."
Drip drip.Twitch twitch.
Pulling out unleashed creamy semen. Legs splayed, limp, leaking like that—my dick stirred again.
"Heuk... heuk..."
But first time that hardcore? One more might break her. Regretful, but I'd hold off. Not the end.
The best things are savored slowly.