26. From Unchanging Daily Life to the Unusual (2)
26. From Unchanging Daily Life to the Unusual (2)
"Haaah......"
So-jeong couldn't answer Baek-seol's question, merely bowing her flushed red face like a fully ripened stalk of rice.
But since that silence was practically an affirmation, Baek-seol had to suppress the corners of her mouth from twitching upward.
Baek-seol examined So-jeong as if admiring her appearance.
Her body, all hunched over like a child caught doing something naughty. And her hand covering her crotch as if she needed to pee. But Baek-seol could easily imagine what was hidden behind that hand.
Today, So-jeong was wearing a fluttery lemon-colored skirt. She probably wore skirts because having a dick between her legs made pants uncomfortable, but right now that fully erect thing was asserting its existence as if it might tear through the thin fabric at any moment.
Baek-seol hadn't intended for this mishap to happen today.
Of course, when So-jeong had casually suggested maybe trying some exercise, Baek-seol had actively encouraged her to work out, thinking she could naturally have some skin contact while checking her exercise form, and maybe see So-jeong all sweaty.
It was also true that she'd deliberately chosen workout clothes that emphasized her figure to show So-jeong, partly hoping So-jeong might secretly be attracted to her body.
But since this was something Baek-seol had been subtly doing all along, she'd been focused on enjoying her unexpected date with So-jeong, momentarily forgetting that So-jeong was no longer an ordinary girl.
But now, seeing So-jeong like this flipped a switch inside Baek-seol, turning something back on.
The emotion that had surged through Baek-seol like a wave when So-jeong was first caught being a futanari, when she heard that So-jeong had gotten aroused thinking about her.
And when the timid girl had hesitantly approached her, asking her to take care of her erect dick.
So-jeong wants me.
So-jeong needs me.
So-jeong gets excited looking at my body.
Moreover, this time it clearly wasn't just a morning physiological phenomenon - she'd gotten aroused from seeing Baek-seol in workout clothes - making the emotion even more intense than before.
Baek-seol grabbed the wrist of the flustered So-jeong, pulled her into the fitting room before anyone could see, and closed the curtain.
"Baek-seol-ah?"
So-jeong called out, but Baek-seol brought her index finger to her lips.
"Shh. Someone might hear."
Baek-seol was surprised at how much calmer her own voice sounded than she expected.
Maybe, just like how sounds that are too high-pitched become inaudible, the trembling of her heart pounding with tension and excitement had already far surpassed the level that would cloud her reason.
"Th-then......"
So-jeong whispered, checking Baek-seol's reaction.
"If it gets that big, people will notice if we go outside, right?"
An extremely reasonable reason.
"So......I'll take care of it for you."
Baek-seol said this as if emphasizing it wasn't because she wanted to, but because the situation left no choice.
"Uuuu."
So-jeong made a sighing sound as her eyes darted around. Baek-seol could see the internal conflict reflected in those wavering eyes.
Ah, So-jeong-ah.
How can you be so kind?
Even with your dick painfully hard, wanting to ejaculate that white, sticky fluid and feel relief right away.
Even though you could say I'm responsible since I'm the one who turned you on.
I'm so happy just that you got excited looking at me, I'd do anything you ask.
Yet you're still worrying about whether you should ask me to do such a thing.
But for now, Baek-seol wanted her to set aside that kindness.
She wanted So-jeong to pour out all the desire hidden beneath that hard rod, leaving nothing behind.
Because Baek-seol had carried that desire for a very long time.
***
"......"
So-jeong couldn't easily refuse Baek-seol's offer.
Clearly, after that first time Baek-seol had given her a handjob, So-jeong had vowed never to make such a request of Baek-seol again.
She was embarrassed to show her friend her dick, obscenely large and throbbing, and more than anything, she didn't want to burden her.
Even though Baek-seol herself had said it was fine since she was helping her best friend, So-jeong thought she shouldn't take advantage of her kindness too much.
But as always, her dick had raised its head regardless of So-jeong's will.
She was having such an ordinary time, enjoying a delicious meal in the city with Baek-seol and shopping together.
But those ordinary moments had so easily transformed back into extraordinary time with just one trivial trigger.
'But I couldn't help it!'
So-jeong made excuses to no one in particular, feeling wronged.
'If I see such a sexy sight, I can't help but get hard......!'
Just imagining Baek-seol's body made it stiffen, so actually facing it in person was even worse.
And since she'd worn a skirt, she couldn't possibly hide her swollen dick beneath her clothes.
Ultimately, Baek-seol was right - to avoid being noticed by others, she needed to calm down this erect dick.
But still, no.
A voice from within So-jeong pleaded.
I can't ask my friend to do that again.
'What's the big deal?'
Simultaneously, a sweeter, more dangerous voice whispered from another part of her inner self.
'Baek-seol said it's fine, and we've already done it once?'
The internal conflict, along with the dick pushing against her panties as if about to tear them, made So-jeong feel stifled. So the longer the conflict continued, and the more blood rushed to her dick making proper thought impossible, So-jeong's heart leaned more toward instinct than reason.
"......I didn't bring any tissues with me."
So-jeong's voice, barely audible, already carried hot breath with it.
Those words were just the feeble last resistance of her reason and conscience.
And Baek-seol, unlike So-jeong, with unshaken eyes, easily broke that resistance.
As if......she had already predicted So-jeong would say something like that.
"It's fine."
Was that faint smile that brushed past Baek-seol's lips just So-jeong's imagination?
"Cum in my mouth again this time."
Ah.
Making such a statement with that lewd outfit, that suggestive expression, that sweet voice.
That's cheating, Baek-seol-ah.
So-jeong could no longer think. Everything she saw, heard, and smelled was only Baek-seol.
With a dazed expression, So-jeong slowly began to gently lift the hem of her skirt.
As if sensing it would finally get what it wanted, So-jeong's dick twitched and shook.
Though this was only their second time doing this, their hands moved naturally as if by prior agreement.
As So-jeong lifted the skirt hem above her pelvis, Baek-seol gently lowered the tightly stretched panties.
When the edge of the panties caught on the tip of the swollen glans then released, So-jeong's thing finally free from the constricting fabric sprang up joyfully.
"Yghhaat......"
So-jeong let out a shallow moan at the liberating feeling of exposure to air, and Baek-seol faced that hard member now revealed before her eyes.
Ah, this scent.
Baek-seol's legs, crouched down to remove So-jeong's panties, almost went weak.
This intense, addictive scent that rushed over her, almost numbing her nose and brain.
Completely different from So-jeong's usual body scent, yet somehow reminiscent of her - a strong pheromone fragrance.
That imposing appearance, the heat radiating from it, and this scent made electricity seem to tingle through Baek-seol's entire body.
The first time, curiosity and tension had prevented her from properly sensing these things, but now with more leisure, she clung to the dick intently as if admiring a flower emitting a captivating fragrance.
Sss-
As Baek-seol unconsciously brought her face closer and took a deep breath, the dick twitched and shook as if tickled by her exhale.
"Uhh, Ba-Baek-seol-ah......?"
So-jeong called out softly, but Baek-seol didn't hear her.
'I was supposed to touch it with my hand now.'
Baek-seol thought this and raised her hand, but it stopped mid-air.
A thought suddenly intruded - that using just her hand would be somehow insufficient.
Baek-seol recalled how So-jeong looked when receiving her handjob.
So-jeong's face, melting in pleasure while letting out delicate moans in response to her touch.
Baek-seol wanted to see that face more. No, she wanted to see an even more disheveled face.
How could she make her beloved So-jeong even happier?
This abnormal situation of managing a futanari's sexual desire - the only time Baek-seol was allowed to express her sticky affection to So-jeong.
Baek-seol didn't want to waste it carelessly.
"......"
The answer came to mind sooner than expected. Maybe Baek-seol had been secretly wanting it all along.
"Hey, Baek-seol-ah. Why are you just sitting ther......uheeup?!"
Seeing Baek-seol crouched before her dick not moving for a while, So-jeong tried to call out to her by lowering her head, but instead jerked her waist as if startled.
Covering her mouth to suppress the moan that tried to escape from the sudden stimulation, So-jeong looked down with wide eyes like a surprised rabbit.
Even without looking, she could tell from just the moist, warm sensation touching her dick, but she couldn't believe it until she saw it with her own eyes.
"......Haum. Chup......♥"
With soft, shy wet sounds, Baek-seol was gently taking So-jeong's dick into her mouth.