20. To Her, Who Became a Futanari... (4)
20. To Her, Who Became a Futanari... (4)
Baek-seol unconsciously gulped dryly.
So-jeong's eyes, slightly moist, looking up at her.
Her hands resting demurely in front of her voluminous chest.
And the hem of her skirt, hitched up enough to reveal her thigh flesh due to her......
"It's... standing?"
Her heart accelerated with rising tension and excitement.
"Yeah......" So-jeong nodded slightly.
"Th-that happens when you get excited, right?"
Baek-seol asked, trying her best to maintain composure.
"But why all of a sudden?"
"It's always like this in the morning. I don't really know why though."
Jolt. So-jeong's dick moved slightly under her skirt, as if asserting its presence.
"So usually I jerk off a few times in the morning to calm it down, but today I was busy preparing for the presentation since morning......"
Every time she heard such words coming from So-jeong's innocent face, Baek-seol momentarily felt her mind go hazy. She thought she had somewhat accepted what happened to So-jeong after yesterday's events, but apparently she hadn't fully adjusted yet.
"Uh, then why did you call me......"
It wasn't that she disliked the idea.
Rather, she liked it.
But since all of this was still somewhat bewildering, Baek-seol asked So-jeong again why she had called her to the bathroom.
If it was as she said, she could just quickly handle it alone like she usually did.
"Well......"
At Baek-seol's question, So-jeong hesitated before answering.
"There's not much time left before the presentation, and if I try to handle it alone it'll probably take too long......but if you, Baek-seol, do it for me, it might be faster......I-I'm definitely not having any weird thoughts! I just somehow got that feeling......"
Though she was rambling incoherently, too embarrassed to speak properly, the gist was that she wanted Baek-seol to touch her dick instead.
At this request for what's commonly called a 'handjob,' Baek-seol's gaze moved from So-jeong's eyes to below her skirt, and then to that thing bulging out beneath it.
It wasn't that she had never imagined such intimate acts with So-jeong.
Though she never showed it outwardly, Baek-seol often imagined miraculously becoming lovers with So-jeong and sharing love.
'At least I thought our first time would be a kiss.'
This wasn't just skipping steps - it was leaping into an entirely different dimension.
Giving a handjob to female So-jeong's dick was something she couldn't have imagined even in a dream within a dream.
But that didn't mean she could just refuse.
If So-jeong stood on the stage like that, as if hiding something in her skirt, who knows what terrible outcome might occur,
"If, if you don't want to, you don't have to force yourself......"
And most importantly, how could she refuse when the person she loved was looking up at her with such pitiful eyes?
"......Okay."
Baek-seol steeled herself firmly in her heart and sat down on the lowered toilet cover.
"I'll do it for you. But I don't really know how... how to touch it, so So-jeong, you'll have to teach me."
"Okay. Thanks, Baek-seol. Well, then......"
With an expression just as visibly nervous as Baek-seol's, So-jeong gently grasped the hem of her skirt and slowly lifted it up as if unveiling a curtain.
So-jeong's soft, plump milky-white thigh flesh gradually came into view, followed by the triangular fabric.
So-jeong's panties were stretched to their limit by the hard object throbbing inside them.
Through the taut, wet panties that seemed ready to tear any moment, the tip of So-jeong's thing was subtly visible.
Gulp......
Baek-seol swallowed dryly once more and slowly grabbed So-jeong's panty line to pull them down.
"Hyeet."
Pulling down panties stretched to their limit wasn't easy. When the top part of the panties caught on So-jeong's glans with a snap, So-jeong shuddered at the rough stimulation and pleasure, moaning.
"Ahhk! Baek-seol, don't pull so hard......"
"Eht, sorry. The tip is caught and it won't come off easily."
When Baek-seol pulled with a bit more force, So-jeong's glans was finally freed from the panty line.
Thwack!
But due to the recoil from being pulled down so forcefully, So-jeong's erect dick sprang up like a spring and, hitting the nose of Baek-seol who had her face close to So-jeong's crotch while focused on pulling down the panties, came to rest perched on the bridge of her nose.
"......!!"
Confronted with a dick literally right before her eyes at this unexpected moment, Baek-seol unconsciously gasped.
'Th-that smell again......'
A unique smell similar to yet different from the scent of semen.
A dizzying, stimulating scent that seemed like it could paralyze her olfactory senses with just one whiff,
A scent that could only be described as the smell of a male filled Baek-seol's brain completely.
And when she regained her senses from that smell, this time it was that fearsome yet majestic appearance that captured Baek-seol's eyes.
This was the first time she was seeing So-jeong's thing this close and in such detail.
The bulging pillar, with veins prominently protruding, was something she couldn't believe was attached to the delicate-feeling So-jeong.
At the head of her dick shaft, which curved slightly upward rather than being straight, there was a reddish glans that protruded broadly like a mushroom cap. And from the small hole at the tip of that glans, transparent fluid was dripping down.
The pulse of her dick, swollen as if ready to burst any moment, transmitted its hot warmth to Baek-seol's face.
'This is, a dick......?'
While part of her thought it looked somewhat scary and grotesque, she couldn't tear her eyes away from its imposing shape. She couldn't stop inhaling, hwoot, taking in her male scent.
"Uh, hey Baek-seol?"
Baek-seol came to her senses when So-jeong's soft voice reached her ears.
"If you stare at it like that, I get embarrassed......"
"Ah, um. S-sorry."
Baek-seol shook her head slightly and finally remembered their purpose.
"So, how should I do this?"
"Grab the shaft part with your hand and move it up and down."
Following So-jeong's instructions, Baek-seol gently grasped So-jeong's dick with both hands.
"Haang!"
When So-jeong made a breathy sound and shuddered, Baek-seol jumped in surprise and let go.
"Sorry! Did it hurt?"
"Ah, no."
Though the trembling of So-jeong's body quickly subsided, her dick still twitched reflexively as if the stimulation remained.
"It... it felt so good suddenly."
Hearing female So-jeong say she felt good from having her dick touched gave Baek-seol somewhat confused feelings. Joy that the woman she loved said she felt good from her touch, and the contradiction that the body part in question was none other than a dick.
"Oh, that's good... then. Should I continue?"
Baek-seol composed herself and wrapped both hands around So-jeong's dick again, starting to move her hands slowly, shuck shuck.
'It's incredibly hot.'
The friction heat between the shaft and her fingers made it feel like her hands would get burned. But soon, thanks to the slick transparent fluid dripping from the tip, Baek-seol's hands began to glide up and down So-jeong's dick more smoothly.
Squeak, squelch......
As the transparent fluid rubbed between Baek-seol's palms and the shaft, lewd wet sounds began to seep out little by little.
'Am I doing this right?'
Though intoxicated by the dick's heat, its smell, and the fact that she was touching So-jeong's genitals, Baek-seol suddenly had that doubt, but soon realized she didn't need to ask So-jeong.
"Hyeuk! Aht, haat! Baek-seol-ah......!"
Because So-jeong's seductive moans were filling the bathroom stall where the two were.
When she slightly raised her eyes to look at So-jeong's face, she saw her thoroughly flushed expression.
Eyes dazed and losing focus, lips half-parted recklessly exhaling moist breath.
Clearly immersed in pleasure to anyone who saw, she was calling Baek-seol's name while rocking her hips back and forth.
'With such an expression of pleasure......'
So-jeong moaning with an expression Baek-seol had never seen before looked far more lewd than she had imagined.
As it truly sank in that this disheveled expression was all because she was touching So-jeong's dick, flames surged in Baek-seol's heart.
Squeak squeak squeak squeak-!
"Ungg! Hh! Haau!"
When Baek-seol shook the dick up and down with a bit more force, So-jeong momentarily jerked her chin upward and her body twitched.
'So-jeong is feeling good because of me.'
Seeing So-jeong reacting sensitively to her touch, euphoria enveloped Baek-seol.
The fact that what she was touching with her hands wasn't So-jeong's pussy but her dick became no longer important, at least in this moment.
The fact that she herself was giving So-jeong sexual pleasure. The fact that she was making So-jeong happy.
The sense of conquest and accomplishment that fact brought filled Baek-seol's entire body.
"Haa, hht, haa......"
Baek-seol noticed her own breathing was gradually becoming ragged too. Their increasingly heated bodies were becoming slightly damp with sweat.
Baek-seol regained her rationality when So-jeong whispered to her while letting out even more intense moans.
"Aht, haaueut! Baek-seol, I think I'm going to cum......!"
Cum?
At her words, and the feeling of the dick swelling even more in her hands, Baek-seol recalled the previous night's events.
She remembered that white fluid with its night-blooming flower scent that had been scattered all over her body.
'Wait.'
And the thought that followed instantly snapped Baek-seol's hazy rationality awake.
'Don't we have to go do our presentation right away?'