44. Time for Two (2)
44. Time for Two (2)
Baek-seol swallowed hard as if savoring the moment.
So-jeong's bare chest before her eyes swayed slightly with each breath she took.
How could breasts be this beautiful and erotic?
Their fullness, larger than her own, and their shape, as if sculpted by the goddess of beauty herself.
Even though they were right before her eyes, her heart felt like it would leap out of her chest with the desperate desire to keep looking.
"......"
It should be okay to touch them, right?
Such a naive thought suddenly occurred to her at the sight of that exquisite form.
Carefully raising her hand, she gently placed it on So-jeong's breast, being cautious not to apply too much pressure.
"Ahng."
As So-jeong slightly flinched and trembled, Baek-seol pulled her hand away as if she'd touched something hot.
"S-sorry. Did it hurt?"
"Ah, no! I was just a little surprised......"
They were both reacting sensitively because they were so intensely aware of each other.
Baek-seol felt her face growing hot.
It was an utterly clumsy mistake. In her imagination, she had been skilled, pleasuring So-jeong in a subtle, pleasant atmosphere.
Taking a slight breath to compose herself, Baek-seol once again, this time more gently, cupped So-jeong's breast in her hand.
She could feel So-jeong's body, unaccustomed to physical touch, stiffen slightly with tension, but the soft, yielding sensation against her fingers and palm was beyond description. It felt like something not of this world.
As she relaxed the tension a bit and continued touching, the texture of the breast became even more apparent.
It was like an elegant pudding, or a water balloon filled with warm liquid.
With even the slightest movement of her hand, So-jeong's breast responded pliantly, its shape changing subtly. The fullness that couldn't be fully grasped with one hand gave a strangely satisfying feeling.
'Even though we're both women... can they really be this soft?'
A sensation on a completely different level from when she touched her own breasts while comforting her aroused body thinking of So-jeong. That texture kept drawing Baek-seol's hand in.
She traced large circles with her entire palm, kneading the whole breast, then gently squeezed it as if kneading dough, feeling its softness and elasticity.
"Ah, Baek-seol... hng, ah......"
So-jeong's shallow breaths reached her ears. Baek-seol felt the nipple touching her palm gradually hardening.
Realizing what that meant, a tsunami of excitement washed over Baek-seol once again.
She wanted to feel So-jeong's breasts more. She wanted to make So-jeong feel more.
Baek-seol leaned down further and took the other breast, the one not being touched by her hand, into her mouth.
"Hngg!"
So-jeong's sharp moan echoed in her ear, but Baek-seol no longer had the luxury to care about that.
The scent of So-jeong's body, like baby powder, bloomed around her. Her mouth was filled with the taste of So-jeong's skin.
"Ngh, haat, So-jeong, So-jeong......"
As she tangibly experienced through touch, scent, and taste the breasts of So-jeong she had so longed for, Baek-seol began to indulge in them to her heart's content.
Making sucking sounds, she sucked on So-jeong's breast, then rolled the nipple at the tip with her tongue, savoring So-jeong's breasts.
"Haet, haa! Baek-seol, wait... s-suddenly sucking with your mouth like that......!"
So-jeong called out urgently, but Baek-seol didn't stop caressing her breasts.
She could tell So-jeong was feeling it from the way her body twitched slightly. So-jeong's heightened voice excited Baek-seol even more.
She never wanted So-jeong to cry, but right now, she wanted her to call her name in that wet voice even more.
She wanted So-jeong to feel even better from her caresses.
Wanting to convey that feeling, Baek-seol caressed and sucked on So-jeong's breast even more persistently.
"Chuup, ngh, hngg... So-jeong's breasts, they smell so good."
"Ngg?!"
"The taste too... haup, it's incredibly delicious......"
"Ngt, s-saying things like that is embarrassing......!"
At Baek-seol's honest impressions, So-jeong covered her flushed face with both hands. But no matter how tightly she closed her eyes or hid her face, the sensation of Baek-seol's hands, lips, and tongue didn't disappear.
She was embarrassed that Baek-seol was touching and sucking her breasts.
But what flustered So-jeong even more was the pleasure that Baek-seol's caresses brought.
"Baek-seol, hft, this is... something, haaang! It's weird......!"
She wanted to push Baek-seol away, but at the same time, she wanted her not to stop.
No, from the start, her body had gone limp with pleasure, and she couldn't even put strength into her arms.
Trapped in a situation where she could neither do this nor that, So-jeong had no choice but to helplessly accept the pleasure Baek-seol was giving her.
But why was that helplessness strangely satisfying?
"Haak, ngt, Baek-seol-at......"
So-jeong strained to lower her head and looked at Baek-seol, who was caressing her breasts.
Baek-seol, with her eyes closed, engrossed and pressed against her body, looked somewhat cool, but the fact that the object of her obsession was her breasts was also somehow childish and cute.
'Are my breasts really that good...?'
Compared to her own body that didn't even exercise, Baek-seol's well-maintained, model-like body should be several times prettier.
Yet right now, Baek-seol was coveting her body like that.
Because it felt like Baek-seol's affection was conveyed with each touch, because she could feel how much Baek-seol wanted her,
So-jeong's body grew hotter beyond simply having her breasts caressed. And she was happy.
She stealthily raised a hand and gently stroked Baek-seol's head, which was buried in her chest.
"Aht, hang, ngt, it feels so good......"
As she began to accept the stimulation Baek-seol was giving without resistance, pleasure began to spread to every corner of So-jeong's body.
Perhaps sensing that So-jeong's body had relaxed a little, Baek-seol began to caress her breasts more actively, a bit more fiercely.
"Haat, ah, hngggg!!"
The heat that began to spread and accumulate deeper inside her body soon became a crackling lightning bolt that scrambled her mind.
Something was coming. She knew something intensely powerful and dizzying, enough to make her head go blank, was approaching.
"Baek-seol, I, haak! Wait... I......!"
She reflexively called Baek-seol's name, but part of her was anticipating the climax of that sensation. She wanted Baek-seol to send her to that peak of pleasure.
Whether she noticed it or was just too engrossed in her caresses to hear, Baek-seol didn't stop.
"Hik! Nggt! Gaat...! Baek-seol, I'm coming......!!!"
Contrary to the rising excitement, with the sensation of falling somewhere, So-jeong tightly hugged Baek-seol.
And as Baek-seol sucked hard on So-jeong's breast with her mouth while simultaneously pinching the erect nipple with her fingers, the lightning bolt crackling in her mind exploded and flickered before So-jeong's eyes.
"......!!! Ha......! Ng!"
Her body stiffened to the point where she couldn't even breathe properly. Her head tilted back unconsciously, and her fingers and toes went rigid.
"Ah, I'm cooming...! Ghhnggg......!!"
Baek-seol finally lifted her face from So-jeong's twitching, climaxing breast and looked at So-jeong's expression.
So-jeong's face, with half-lidded eyes, moaning through clenched teeth, was ecstasy to Baek-seol.
It took considerable time for So-jeong's trembling to subside. Like a tightly pulled string suddenly released, So-jeong slumped onto the bed.
"Haa, haa......"
Once she could finally breathe properly, So-jeong struggled to steady her breathing.
"Hey... are you okay?"
With a slight sense of belatedness, Baek-seol asked.
Until So-jeong climaxed and went over the edge, Baek-seol couldn't think of anything except caressing So-jeong's body.
Wondering if she had been too rough, Baek-seol looked at So-jeong cautiously. So-jeong struggled to meet her eyes and nodded.
"Yeah... ngt, I'm okay."
But she still turned her head away with a somewhat troubled expression, so Baek-seol brought her face closer to So-jeong's.
"Really? Be honest with me."
"Nn......"
Avoiding Baek-seol's increasingly close gaze, So-jeong said in a small, tearful voice.
"I, I just came from just my breasts......"
"......Huh?"
"I've never done that before... but when I'm with you, my body gets so lewd. Am I too much of a pervert?"
"......"
If her inner self could make a sound, Baek-seol's heart would undoubtedly be cheering at the top of its lungs.
How could the woman before her be this adorable?
"......It's okay."
>Baek-seol said, gently brushing aside So-jeong's hair.
"I'm feeling incredibly turned on right now too, so I don't know what to do with myself."
"...Then is it okay if I want to do more even though I just came?" So-jeong asked cautiously.
"Of course."
Baek-seol actually wanted So-jeong to say that.
A hot, balloon-like heat filled Baek-seol's body.
Slick fluid kept flowing down her inner thighs. The tightness deep in her lower abdomen was frustrating to the point of madness.
Moreover, what was pressing against Baek-seol's lower abdomen wasn't just that alone.
So-jeong's dick, which inevitably touched as their bodies overlapped.
Even through the towel, she could feel its hardness and heat.
So-jeong's fully erect futanari penis twitched occasionally as if trying to push Baek-seol's body away. Each time, Baek-seol's heart leaped as if remembering the pleasure it had brought.
Baek-seol's body wanted it.
Even while showering, she had resolved to lead So-jeong coolly and leisurely, but she couldn't bear this frustration any longer.
Just as Baek-seol, holding her pounding heart that was beating incomparably faster than before, was slowly directing her hand between So-jeong's legs—
"Aht, hey, Baek-seol."
"What is it?"
"Yeah, you see......"
Looking into Baek-seol's eyes, So-jeong said quietly.
"This time, instead of there... I want to do the other place first."
"The other place... ah."
Baek-seol let out a small murmur mid-sentence.
So-jeong nodded very slightly.
"I want to feel good with you there too."
"......"
A different kind of throbbing than before.
So-jeong's petals, which had never before touched her hand.
The place where she had always shared love with So-jeong in her imagination, before she knew So-jeong was a futanari.
Baek-seol silently nodded slightly. And she directed her hand between So-jeong's legs, further inward.
Squish......
"Hang......"
So-jeong flinched slightly.
Her pussy was already soaking wet.