19+ Drinking Game (3)
Yoo So-jeong's face was flushed red, clearly quite aroused. The excitement she couldn't hide seeped from her unconsciously exhaled breaths. The way she approached Seo Joo-hwan was anything but casual.
What the hell is she planning from the start?
The drinking game "Mountain Over Mountain" was all about escalating the intensity with each turn—one-upping the previous person's action. That's what made it fun. So people usually started light, dialing back the heat at first. But Yoo So-jeong's expression suggested she had no intention of going easy.
Seo Joo-hwan watched her warily, inwardly tensing up. But the move from the hyped-up Yoo So-jeong turned out to be surprisingly simple.
"Hm? Oh, you want a hug?"
"Yeah. I feel so good right now, I can't even move properly."
She whispered in a lingering, sultry voice. Sitting cross-legged, she climbed straight onto Seo Joo-hwan's lap and buried herself in his arms. Her hands wrapped softly around his back, pulling him close.
"Aw, come on. So-jeong was building it up like she was gonna do something wild."
"Look at her face. She's already gone for it."
"Ahaha! So-jeong! Was it that good what Joo-hwan oppa did?"
The group teased and laughed, but Yoo So-jeong just grinned broadly and clung tighter. It seemed the effects of Holy Touch had hit her hard. Seo Joo-hwan figured this wasn't so bad and hugged her back. With both of them naked, the soft press of skin against skin felt damn good.
Her breasts squished gently against his chest, and his erect cock slid across her mound, pressing into the cleft of her ass. Even buzzed from the booze, the sensation was crystal clear.
Still kinda disappointing, though. Should I amp up the vibe a bit more?
He thought hazily. His eyes drifted to the empty bottles scattered around. How much did we drink? They'd chugged plenty without penalties, so he was definitely the most wasted. He acknowledged his drunkenness but welcomed the buzz happily. He liked this atmosphere—no hangover cure for him.
Effect 1: Increases sexual desire of everyone in range by two stages.
Effect 2: Increases bodily sexual sensitivity by one stage.
Effect 3: Lowers sexual inhibitions by one stage.
* Range: 3m radius centered on user.
A pink, lewd haze spread from Seo Joo-hwan's body. Invisible to everyone but him, of course. Soon, the smoke enveloped the whole room.
"Hng?"
"Huh?"
The more sensitive ones seemed to sense it, letting out small, puzzled sounds. Yoo So-jeong's eyes changed first, different from before.
"Ah, oppa, I... "
She squirmed, lifting her hips. His cock, trapped in her ass cleft, rubbed against her entrance. Seo Joo-hwan quickly peeled her off.
"Alright, my turn now, right? So-jeong, come on down."
"Ah..."
Yoo So-jeong retreated with a reluctant pout. A quick check showed her lust at B+ now. Impressive, after two rounds earlier today and a light climax just now. Probably because she'd been pressed so close, soaking up his Pheromone influence.
Seo Joo-hwan savored her frustrated look before turning. Im Su-jeong stared right at him.
"Hm. A kiss is hotter than a hug, right?"
She startled, like she'd been lost in thought.
"Y-yeah, sure."
"Pfft. What, nervous?"
"W-who's nervous! You've been kinda annoying since earlier, oppa!"
Im Su-jeong glared and grumbled. She was the boldest of the three girls. From their first meeting at the pocha on Lee Seok-chan's intro, she'd teased him playfully, nitpicking without crossing lines. It wasn't hateable, but it made him want to mess with her now.
Let's see.
He murmured the skill name inwardly, and her erogenous zones lit up: jaw, breasts, nipples. Big-breasted girls often had dull chest sensitivity, but hers was uniquely centered there.
"Come here."
"Tch. Cocky much? It won't work on me like it did Mi-jeong."
We'd see about that. He grabbed her frowning chin and kissed her. Soft lips met, tongues slid slickly together. Unlike Kim Mi-jeong, she didn't pull away—in fact, she kissed back aggressively.
Keep the kiss light.
He tangled tongues casually while targeting her zones. His glowing fingers teased her jaw like petting a dog or cat. His other hand cupped her breast, circling softly. Biggest among the girls—maybe even bigger than Yoo Ji-kyeong's.
And way more sensitive.
"Hng... ha, ah..."
"Slurp. Pop."
He circled her breast gently, then pinched and twisted her nipple. A shallow moan escaped. He rubbed it between thumb and forefinger.
"...Hk!"
The groan leaked through their kissing lips. She widened her eyes in shock at her own sound, then squeezed them shut when their gazes met.
Annoyed at her slip, she reached out, groping him despite the rules saying he should caress. Her hand roamed his chest, teasing his nipple lightly. But time cut her off before he could moan.
"Stop! One-minute limit!"
Kim Mi-jeong called it. Seo Joo-hwan pulled back; Im Su-jeong exhaled regretfully and tsked softly.
"Tch."
"Pfft. Didn't cum like Mi-jeong?"
"I didn't!"
Jeers flew from all sides.
"Haha! Looked more disappointed than Mi-jeong."
"Su-jeong's a flop!"
"It didn't work, bitch! You got more action than me!"
"Damn it!"
Im Su-jeong whipped her head away irritably. Her turn now. She glared at Seo Joo-hwan, then reached for Lee Seok-chan and started jerking him off.
"Cum in one minute!"
"Ow. H-hey, feels good. But that ain't gonna make me blow."
Lee Seok-chan endured easily. They'd settled on one-minute caresses by now.
Turns kept rolling. Lee Seok-chan groped Kim Mi-jeong's breasts and body thoroughly. Then Kim Mi-jeong faced Yoo So-jeong with a sour look and started caressing.
"Eut! Hey, Kim Mi-jeong! Ah, stop, that's—!"
"Not a full minute yet? You teased me earlier."
"Hng! Damn it! Don't touch there so soon!"
Seo Joo-hwan sipped more booze, watching with keen interest.
Watching les play is hot as hell.
For a spectator, it might even beat straight sex—sexually and aesthetically. Women's bodies were slimmer, curvier lines. Two naked girls entwined? Visual perfection. Something satisfying about spectating. Hairy dudes were out; girls tangling up made the booze go down smooth.
"Hnn... Kim Mi-jeong, you psycho. You lost it? You're not actually a lesbian, right?"
"Ugh! I like guys!"
"Then why so into it?!"
"Just... riding the vibe. Backing off now would kill it! You wanna ruin the mood?"
Time up, they bickered. Seo Joo-hwan chuckled at the sight.
Gas is OP.
Definitely the item's fault. Even Lee Seok-chan looked shocked. At this point, it felt like a brothel.
Like a cushion house? Heard they play like this.
Something a senior told him in the army. Never been, so who knew.
Yoo So-jeong approached after tussling with Kim Mi-jeong.
"Oppa, fuck me for real. You held back earlier, right?"
Referring to the hug. He'd held back from thrusting in.
"Nah. Doing it then kills the game."
"Hmph. Not just that. I get your personality now."
"Oh? What's that?"
He blinked innocently; she scowled like he was disgusting.
"You're nothing like in class—total asshole. Especially tormenting girls! You did it on purpose!"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
He shook his head, but jeers rained down.
"Misunderstanding my ass! That guy's a jerk!"
"So-jeong, punish him! Pin him down!"
The girls pointed accusingly, like they had grudges.
"I'm innocent!"
Seo Joo-hwan protested shamelessly. Wasn't this the plan? Insiders play like this!
But Yoo So-jeong snorted, shoved him down.
"Ugh! Hey, my head!"
"Stay still!"
"Wait, what're you—oh. Ooh."
She grabbed his cock and started sucking. No reason to refuse this. He relaxed and enjoyed.
"Slurp. Damn, so big. Shrink it a bit!"
"How?!"
"Sluuuurp~!"
"Ahk."
She sucked hard, way more intense than the pool blowjob. Maybe pent-up tension. Either way, the pleasure hit strong.
"Slurp! Chp! Slurrrp!"
"Hek. Hey, a bit more. Gonna cum."
Already throbbing from the visuals and vibe. Orgasm surged fast.
But the minute ended.
"Yoo So-jeong, stop! Time's up!"
"Aww~ Why! Almost there!"
"Crazy bitch, save the gross aegyo for guys! Stop!"
Im Su-jeong yanked her off. Seo Joo-hwan ached, right on the edge. He glared at her; she flinched.
"W-what? Gotta keep time. Hate it? Do her right on your turn."
"Pfft. Su-jeong, you're a sneaky viper."
"V-viper?!"
She twitched; he smirked, seeing through her. He grabbed her breast, booze loosening his sly grin.
Master's smile was always like that.
Lucy, shut up.
Yes.
Lucy went quiet. He circled the breast, then nipped the nipple lightly with his teeth. Normally, you'd warm up before nipple play, even if breasts were sensitive. But she was already fired up.
"Hk. Ahh."
Instant reaction. He slid his other hand down, pressing her soaked pussy. One finger slipped in easily; the second followed.
Squelch-squelch-squelch.
"Ahk."
"Say you want it inside. I don't hold back on that."
"W-when did I say that?!"
"That's why I'm telling you to say it. Don't you wanna fuck?"
"Tch... You're such a jerk."
"Time's almost up? Forty seconds left?"
He fingered her lazily, teasing. She bit her lip, hesitating—pride. Alone, maybe, but everyone watched eagerly, silent.
He rubbed his rigid cock at her entrance.
"Eut?! Haa."
Even Im Su-jeong startled at the sudden press. The hard girth against her mound made her swallow. Will he thrust if I hold out?
Squelch!
"Hk. Hng...?"
She tensed instinctively. But puzzled—no penetration. His cock slid between her thighs.
Sliiiide—sliiiide—
"Thought I put it in?"
"Ah, fuck, you bastard."
"Hey, language with oppa."
"Fuck oppa bastard!"
"Say 'Oppa, put it in.'"
Ten seconds left? Her thighs clenched at the teasing rub; she glared teary-eyed.
"Oppa... put it i—hngk?!"
Squelch! Root-deep in one go. Stunned, she gaped, gulping air. He stroked her hair, whispering.
"Good girl, Su-jeong."
"...Y-you, bad... oppa..."
The minute had passed. But no one called it.