47. This Overflowing Heart.
47. This Gushing Heart.
"Hahhk, hah, it's coming again...!"
A pleasure that traveled up her spine made So-jeong moan as she thrust her waist deep forward.
Bbrrrrrrt-bbt, bbt......
She had long lost count of how many times she had been gushing thick semen. No, she couldn't think of anything other than the good feeling rising from her futanari dick.
"Ugeuk, heughaak......"
It had been quite a while since Baek-seol had stopped reacting, as if she had passed out, even when So-jeong shook her waist like crazy.
Baek-seol, who had lost all strength in her body and was merely receiving the dick, was being used like an onahole by So-jeong. Only when So-jeong thrust her dick deep like this and came would Baek-seol let out a distant moan and twitch her body.
Beneath Baek-seol's pussy—her butt held high by So-jeong—So-jeong's semen, which had overflowed beyond capacity, dripped down in streams, forming a puddle mixed with Baek-seol's juices.
"Haa, haa......"
It felt like an endless continuation of carnal desire, but So-jeong finally sensed its end approaching.
The dick, which had been producing semen like a broken faucet, now only held a pleasant, tingling sensation.
Only after the bottomless well of lust had finally run dry did So-jeong have the leisure to look around.
"......Ah."
Beyond the hotel room window, filled with the humid mingled scent of their bodies and fluids, light filtered through the crumpled curtains.
"Did we... go at it all night?"
Muttering the vaguely realized fact, So-jeong plopped down next to Baek-seol as if the fatigue she hadn't felt until now was crashing down on her all at once.
***
The first thing Baek-seol felt upon regaining consciousness was a dull ache, as if her pelvis had been stretched wider than usual.
"Uuuk......"
The next sensation was the feeling of something filling her innermost, most secret place, followed by the realization that she couldn't remember when she had fallen asleep.
Moving slightly, Baek-seol felt the rustling texture of the sheet-covered bed and finally remembered where she was.
"Ah."
The amusement park trip with So-jeong.
Her confession.
And then, at the hotel she had booked......
As her memories reached that point, her face flushed hot.
She recalled the moments they had felt each other's warmth and caressed each other's bodies.
But from then on, from the moment So-jeong thrust her hard thing inside...
From that point, she was completely overwhelmed by So-jeong.
Unable to resist the onslaught of pleasure, all she could do was accept her overflowing love.
Of course, she didn't dislike it. The fact that So-jeong, whom she loved so much, had desired her body so intensely made Baek-seol's heart race.
"To pass out from feeling too good in the middle of it..."
The problem was that it felt absurdly amazing.
She had handled So-jeong's sexual desires many times before, but she hadn't known she could be this incredible.
'She's usually such a physically weak person.'
Was this also an effect of the dick growing on her?
Perhaps she just hadn't realized it, but maybe such intense sexual desire had been sleeping deep within So-jeong all along.
Thinking such thoughts, Baek-seol slowly sat up.
Judging by the sunlight filtering through the curtains, the sun had risen long ago.
"Just how long did we go at it?"
Her slightly throbbing lower back and pelvis, though not to the point of immobility, told her that So-jeong's hips hadn't stopped even after she lost consciousness.
If she (unintentionally) just lay still and received the dick and felt like this, how must So-jeong—who had shaken her waist with such large, violent movements—be feeling?
At that thought, Baek-seol turned her head to look for So-jeong.
"So-jeong-ah."
"Uuuu......"
So-jeong, lying face down on the sheet stained with all kinds of fluids next to her, let out a faint voice.
"You're awake. Did you get some sleep? How's your body?"
It was Baek-seol, always looking after So-jeong, but...
"Hauuu......"
So-jeong only made a dying moan and didn't move a muscle.
"Are you okay? Why are you li..."
Baek-seol gently placed her hand on So-jeong's arm to try and sit her up.
"Kyahheuuk!"
Then, as if electrocuted, So-jeong jolted and screamed.
"It huuurts...!"
"Ah, sorry."
As Baek-seol removed her hand, So-jeong slumped back onto the bed like a puppet with its strings cut and didn't move an inch.
"My whole body is throbbing..."
There was no trace of last night's wildness in So-jeong, who spoke while sniffling.
"It hurt so much I couldn't even sleep properly..."
Seeing her familiar yet so starkly contrasting appearance from last night, Baek-seol let out a slight, incredulous laugh.
"What is this."
It was a truly strange feeling.
There was the usual So-jeong she always knew, but they had also explored each other's bodies, caressed, and clashed with love. So-jeong's big, hot dick had stabbed inside her so violently, yet the So-jeong before her eyes now was also the So-jeong she always knew.
A feeling both awkward and familiar, where the everyday and the extraordinary had mingled into a new everyday, just like their mixed saliva.
It wasn't an unpleasant feeling.
Baek-seol retrieved her phone from the clothes tossed aside and checked the time.
There was still a little time left before checkout.
"So-jeong-ah. Just rest for a bit."
Baek-seol said, covering So-jeong's body with the least wet part of the comforter.
"I'll go downstairs and get some drinks... and some medicinal patches."
"Uung......"
A hard-to-understand sound of affirmation came from under the comforter.
Getting out of bed with a slightly hunched posture, Baek-seol bent over slightly to put on her clothes.
"......Uuk."
Then she stopped abruptly at the feeling of something trickling down between her legs.
"......I need to wash up first."
Her whole body felt sticky. Both outside and inside.
***
It was a few hours later that So-jeong and Baek-seol arrived at So-jeong's house.
Only after loosening her body with warm bath water and applying medicinal patches all over did Baek-seol finally manage to bring So-jeong home, almost carrying her.
"Hoo."
Baek-seol let out a short breath after carefully laying So-jeong down on the bed.
"Uu, sorry Baek-seol-ah......"
So-jeong, who had regained a bit more energy than at the hotel, slowly sat up and spoke.
"For what?"
"For bringing me home."
"It's fine. Don't worry about it."
"And also for last night, for being so rough......"
"......"
At So-jeong's continued words, Baek-seol couldn't think of a response for a moment.
The moments of distant pleasure and happiness felt like a dream, but the stimulation, too intense to be a dream, resurfaced, making her face flush hot for no reason.
"I lost myself last night... I was out of my mind. Sorry. It's supposed to feel good for both of us."
Perhaps interpreting Baek-seol's silence as anger, So-jeong apologized to her again.
"No."
Baek-seol shook her head slightly and answered.
"There's nothing to apologize for. I think it's perfectly understandable. And......"
Baek-seol turned her blushing face slightly away from So-jeong, covered the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and muttered in a voice barely audible.
"I... also felt good."
"Baek-seol-ah......"
So-jeong's face reddened in response to Baek-seol's reaction.
"B-but."
Baek-seol quickly cut off the ticklish, strange atmosphere that was about to flow between them again, just like at the hotel.
If they got carried away by the mood and did it again, it might not end with just So-jeong being bedridden for a few days.
"Let's take it a bit slower next time. Because you can't end up hurting like this, So-jeong-ah."
"Next time......"
At Baek-seol's words, So-jeong blinked and repeated them.
Baek-seol had said it without much thought, but to So-jeong, those words felt particularly meaningful.
The fact that there would be a 'next time,' and that she said it so matter-of-factly.
It felt like it reflected her and Baek-seol's new relationship.
Mulling over Baek-seol's words several times in her heart, So-jeong smiled a bashful, happy smile and answered.
"Yeah. I'll be careful, from next time on."
"And let's exercise too. No matter how I think about it, you really need to build up your stamina, So-jeong-ah."
"That... I'll try."
It was a somewhat ambiguous answer, but Baek-seol nodded as if that was enough.
"Should I stay with you today? It must be hard for you to move."
"Ah, no! You must be tired too, Baek-seol-ah, so go home and rest."
"Hmm......"
Even after So-jeong's words, Baek-seol rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment before speaking.
"Then, I'll just make you some food to eat before I go. Don't forget to eat it, okay?"
Knowing it was useless to try and stop her further, So-jeong raised the corner of her mouth apologetically and said.
"Yeah. Sorry, thank you."
"Don't worry about it."
Saying that as always, Baek-seol went out to the living room and began rummaging through the refrigerator.
"......"
Lying on her side on the bed, So-jeong blankly watched Baek-seol moving quietly and diligently in the kitchen.
Perhaps because her sexual desire had bottomed out thanks to the intense sex the previous day, So-jeong felt something other than lust swelling and fulfilling her heart as she watched Baek-seol start cooking.
Her pretty, wonderful friend, and now her lover, Baek-seol.
The ever-so-kind Baek-seol, who helped her without ever making a displeased face.
Watching her cook in her kitchen, in her house, made her heart float up like a balloon, feeling like it would reach the ceiling.
Ah. So-jeong hugged her chest slightly, realizing her heart had grown so immense.
'I really, really like Baek-seol-ah.'
That her feelings for Baek-seol weren't just about sexual desire.
"I made some simple porridge, so eat it later."
"Yeah. Thanks, Baek-seol-ah."
So-jeong expressed her gratitude to Baek-seol, who had finished cooking and cleaning and was preparing to leave.
"Then I'll go. If you need anything, call me. Definitely."
So-jeong giggled at her emphasizing 'definitely' twice.
"I got it."
And as Baek-seol turned to leave, So-jeong called out to her.
"Baek-seol-ah, wait a sec."
"Yeah?"
"Can you come a little closer?"
At So-jeong's words, Baek-seol didn't ask twice and immediately came to So-jeong's side, bending down.
"Just a little closer."
As Baek-seol bent her knees and waist, until their noses were only centimeters apart.
So-jeong leaned her head forward slightly and pressed her lips against Baek-seol's with a soft *mwah*.
"......!!"
When the gently pressed lips parted, Baek-seol was frozen with her eyes wide open.
Thinking her rare expression was cute, So-jeong carefully, firmly pressed down the words welling up in her heart and delivered them.
"......I like you, Baek-seol-ah. See you next time."