Lewd Raccoon (3)
Yoo Ji-kyeong had her own plan.
This is my chance.
She had no idea why Seo Joo-hwan and Jeong Ha-yeon had broken up or how they'd ended up staying friends, but the fact that he was single now was undoubtedly good news for her. See? Opportunity had come knocking so soon. When he was dating, there hadn't been even a sliver of an opening to poke at, but now his defenses were wide open.
Seizing the moment, Yoo Ji-kyeong was determined to melt Seo Joo-hwan completely today.
Sorry, Ha-yeon unnie…
She didn't harbor any ill feelings toward Jeong Ha-yeon. If anything, she wanted to get closer to her. It would be a lie to say there was no jealousy at all, but from spending time together, she'd learned that Jeong Ha-yeon was the type who doted on her like a close little sister.
Unnie, sorry. But this is separate.
The fact that Seo Joo-hwan was her close unnie's ex-boyfriend didn't matter. She wasn't stealing him from an active relationship—they'd already broken up. Needlessly agonizing over consideration wasn't her style.
And if anything, when you got down to it, she'd been the one to first sleep with Seo Joo-hwan, and the one to fall for him first. The order was a bit off, but whatever, she'd let that slide.
I'm not saying I'll confess right away, though.
Some people say the moment right after a breakup is when the heart's gap is widest. But Yoo Ji-kyeong saw it differently. For Seo Joo-hwan, it might even backfire. Why hadn't she confessed earlier, after all? Because she'd picked up on how uncomfortable he was with the idea of dating in general.
So what should she do? Yoo Ji-kyeong curled her lips up and snorted.
"The one who sticks around till the end by his side wins."
She'd be by his side at least until graduation anyway. Not confess outright—make him confess to her. She planned to dye him slowly, so he could never forget her.
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She's really fallen hard.
Seo Joo-hwan let out a quiet sigh of admiration as he watched Yoo Ji-kyeong enter the room in her underwear. Thanks to her diet, her body lines had sharpened noticeably. Her waist had slimmed down considerably, making her breasts look even larger by contrast.
Meanwhile, he hadn't relieved himself in nearly five days. His little buddy was already springing to attention. Was this really the same body that had endured the morning workout? The erection was vigorous.
"Ji-kyeong-ah, come up quick."
Saying that, he grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed. With a light tug, her now even daintier frame came along without resistance.
Smack. Chup.
He immediately pressed his lips to hers. At the same time, he activated his hands, slipping naturally into her bra. The sensation of her breasts, felt only hazily in his sleep, came alive vividly. He teased around her areola with his thumb before gently pressing her nipple.
"Hng. Ha… chup."
Seemingly pleased with the caress, she let out a soft nasal whine and tangled her tongue with his. As their tongues intertwined, Seo Joo-hwan slid one hand downward. It traveled over her belly, slipping into her thin panties. Just as it passed the soft bush and aimed for the valley—
"Eut. Haa. Oppa, stop."
"Huh? Why?"
"Let me do it first."
"O-okay."
Seo Joo-hwan nodded readily and lay back on the bed. He wanted to rush through foreplay and thrust in, but he yielded to the challenging glint in Yoo Ji-kyeong's eyes as she gazed at him.
Yoo Ji-kyeong unhooked her bra and climbed atop him. It had been ages since she'd looked down at him like this. She placed her hand lightly on his firm chest, stroking slowly from his pecs down to his abs.
"Oppa, your muscles look a bit softer? Gained weight?"
"That noticeable?"
"Not really, just a little?"
"Haven't been working out lately. Planning to start again soon."
"Hng."
"Wanna join me, Ji-kyeong? I can teach you."
"Eck, no thanks. No time for workouts."
"Workouts aren't about having time; you make— ugh?"
A surprised groan escaped Seo Joo-hwan. Yoo Ji-kyeong had suddenly dipped her head and licked his nipple. Caught off guard by the unfamiliar sensation, she looked up at him with a pouty face.
Slurp. "Don't wanna hear nagging? Sex is the workout."
With that, she buried her face again, ignoring him completely. She stuck out her tongue long and traced figure-eights over his body from his chest downward, like painting on a canvas.
Srrrrup— slrrp—
As she licked along his body, she glanced up to check his reaction. No sounds yet.
"Hrrng."
He clamped his mouth shut, eyes squeezed closed, as if holding back. Certain he was feeling it, she smiled. Her plan was proceeding step by step.
Recalling her preparations, she continued the tongue caresses.
I didn't just sit idle, you know?
Waiting passively for an unknown chance was foolish. Believing one would come someday, she'd studied. And her studies, naturally, were all about sex.
Tracing another figure-eight upward, she took his nipple between her lips. Compared to a woman's, it was a tiny protrusion. She suckled it in, flicking and rolling it with her tongue.
Chop. Yawm yawm.
"Eurgh. Hng."
Seo Joo-hwan, who had been biting his lip, groaned again. Yoo Ji-kyeong teased him with a delighted smile.
"Oppa makes sounds like that too?"
"Ji-kyeong, you… heuk."
Without giving him a chance to reply, she shifted down in a flash, pressing her lips to the bulge over his panties.
Chook, smack. Chup— umm umm.
Her studies said not to slack even for a moment. Flowing seamlessly from one caress to the next, she stroked his thighs with both hands. Men's and women's bodies differed, but erogenous zones largely overlapped. Tickling inward along his inner thighs, she gently massaged his balls.
"Ugh. Hoo. Where'd you learn this stuff?"
Seo Joo-hwan stared at her, flustered. It had been nearly a month since they'd started sleeping together—how was she even more skilled now?
Did she hook up with another guy?
The sudden thought soured his mood. Sure, he'd taken her first time this life, but considering pre-regression Yoo Ji-kyeong, it was plausible. She had an open personality, didn't attach much meaning to sex, and enjoyed the act itself. Even this life, hadn't she pounced on him first in bed? It wouldn't be weird if she'd seen others in the meantime.
Tsk. So what if Ji-kyeong-ah hooks up with someone else.
Seo Joo-hwan clicked his tongue inwardly. He'd slept with her and still dated others. Wanting her to stay exclusive while he wasn't—selfish double standard.
As various thoughts swirled in that brief moment, Yoo Ji-kyeong wiped her mouth, chuckled, and answered.
"Internet, duh. There's even sex tutorial videos these days."
"…Yeah?"
"Yup. Or were you thinking I practiced on other guys? Why, though?"
She eyed him with a sly smile.
"N-no, just… you're so good at it, surprised me."
An irrepressible smile tugged at Seo Joo-hwan's lips. Realizing it, he forced it down, trying to play the magnanimous type. But her answer flooded him with relief. Reconsidering his crumbling resolve—
Sigh. Whatever, I'm a selfish bastard anyway. Since when was I some noble hero, fuck it.
He was already trash; adding selfish wouldn't hurt. People were all hypocrites and selfish anyway.
And she doesn't seem to care much.
She'd brought it up first—if he got worked up alone, it'd just be pathetic. If guilty, make her feel so good other guys wouldn't cross her mind.
Armed with his bizarre logic, Seo Joo-hwan reached for her. But Yoo Ji-kyeong swatted his hand away—she wasn't done.
"I said stay still, oppa? Not over yet."
"Can't we just—? Let me take over."
"No. Today I'm doing you. Be good."
Her stubborn glare left him no choice but to nod. Her skilled caresses felt good anyway; he'd see what else she had.
Satisfied, she peeled off his panties. The fully erect cock sprang free like it had been waiting.
"Eek? What the—it's bigger? Oppa, did you get some tuning done?"
"Tuning? Where'd you pick that up? No."
"But seriously, why's it bigger? It was already huge."
"Dunno… guess even down there I'm still growing."
"Hmm. This is… argh, just stay still!"
"I am…"
His protest fell on deaf ears amid her flustered plan derailment. Yoo Ji-kyeong swallowed hard at the sight. It used to be just long; now it was noticeably thicker too.
How do I even suck this?
Would her jaw dislocate? No stopping now. Gripping the base—which her hand couldn't fully encircle—she slowly took the head into her mouth.
"Wub. Wuum. Chuuuub……."
Her mouth stretched wide—and it fit. But the strain hurt. After a few bobs, her jaw ached.
"Churrup! Pah! Too hard to suck…! Oppa, it's too big!"
"Uh… sorry? Want me to take over?"
"Not done!"
Defiant, she dove back between his legs. Instead of taking it in, she kissed along the shaft, licking upward. Occasionally suckling just the head while tonguing near the urethra.
"Oh, uum."
"Chook. Slurp. Good?"
"Yeah. Feels nice."
Seo Joo-hwan nodded slightly. Not intense, but the ticklish pleasure was pleasant. But soon, the persistent teasing grew frustrating.
Yoo Ji-kyeong sensed it. Before he could complain, she licked downward further—to his hefty balls.
Gotta be gentle here.
Men's testicles were hypersensitive. Exaggeratedly, like internal organs exposed. But handled right, they gave great pleasure.
Before diving in, she reassured him.
"Oppa, don't freak?"
"Huh? Urk. Ji-kyeong-ah, that's—"
"Gently."
Her studies said warn first to avoid startling him—safety instinct could kick in from even a light brush causing pain.
Cautiously cupping his balls through the sac, she kissed them. Smack, chuu— slrrp. Soft pecks on each orb, then up to caress his groin. To heighten sensitivity and build comfort.
Her saliva-slick tongue traced W's between groin and sac.
Usually hair gets in the way, they say.
Most annoying part. But Seo Joo-hwan had sparse body hair—barely any snagged.
Meanwhile, the recipient groaned languidly.
"Eurgh……."
The novel stimulation drew involuntary sounds. Different from direct penis play—a warm, gentle wave heating his body.
Timing it, she dipped to his perineum. Cheek brushing his balls at the base, she slowly suckled one in.
"Eurrk. Ji-, Ji-kyeong-ah… hurrr."
Unlike sucking cock, balls required total relaxation—no pressure, just soft lips kneading while tongue laved the orb.
Reaction was instant.
"Uwaa… heuk. Ji-, Ji-kyeong-ah, pause a sec."
"Hmm? Why?"
"Th-they say too much there and they pop out… makes me nervous."
Tales of balls "popping" during play existed—real cases of men rushing to ERs claiming vanished testicles.
Terrifying for any guy. Yoo Ji-kyeong giggled at his uncharacteristic worry. Fresh seeing him lose his usual sex dominance.
Kissing the orb reassuringly—
"Urban legend, oppa. Technically, they twist and ride up, not pop."
"R-really?"
"Yup. I know what I'm doing—don't worry. Felt good, right?"
"Yeah. Aah, first time… dunno how to describe. Tickly, but also this warm, languid soak."
"Lie back."
Grinning, she pushed his chest. But he resisted, grabbing her hand.
"Nah, let's stop there."
"Why? Scared? It's fine."
"Not that… look at this."
He pointed to his cock. Her eyes followed—and widened.
"Oh my? What's this?"
Swollen to bursting, precum drooled like water—viscous as a woman's arousal.
"What d'you mean? Your fault. Feels good, but can't cum, gonna necrotize before I even thrust."
"Ehehe. Sorry, oppa. Meant to make you feel good."
"My turn now. Lie down quick."
Seo Joo-hwan maxed his hands, urging her. Honestly, foreplay be damned—he wanted in. But it'd hurt more than pleasure; she was much smaller than Jeong Ha-yeon. Needed quick prep for entry.
Yet Yoo Ji-kyeong pushed his chest again. Off guard, he toppled with a yelp, looking up. She smiled down.
"I'm ready."
"Huh? Just shoving in would hurt."
"It's fine. See, oppa."
"Yeah?"
Guiding the head to her entrance, she grinned.
"I prepped ahead."
With that, her hips dropped.
Squelch—
"Aaaahhng—!"