Come Out Wearing Only a Skirt—No Panties
"What, so what? You said you've done it with plenty of guys. Why not with me too?"
This pervert. Asking me to be his practice partner because he doesn't want to get dumped by a future girlfriend—is he even sane?
He was dead set on using me as a warm-up, wasn't he?
That was the one thing I could never allow.
Just because I had no plans to date a guy didn't mean my virginity wasn't precious.
I was never giving it to a bastard like him!
"Are you seriously saying that? You don't even register as a man to me."
"If putting it in is off the table, at least let me practice with my hands."
"H-hands?"
We already did that last night while I was half-asleep, you idiot!
And he wanted me to go through that again?
……
Wait a second. If I turned this down too, would I actually get kicked out?
I really had nowhere else to go. A jjimjilbang was packed with people and too uncomfortable to sleep in!
……Hands only should be fine, right?
I'd come a little last night, but this would be the second time—I could just hold out somehow.
Honestly, it had felt pretty good…. No. What the hell was I thinking.
Anyway, if I wanted to stay here, I couldn't keep refusing everything.
"…If it's only hands, then fine."
"Yeah?"
"I'm only helping so you don't throw a fit later and blame me when you actually get dumped. And I don't want to get thrown out of here…."
"Don't worry. As long as you play along properly, I won't kick you out. Now strip everything below the waist and lie down on the bed."
Endure it. Just endure no matter what.
I was not going to let a guy like him see me come!
"F-fine…."
"Don't worry. As long as you play along properly, I won't kick you out. Now strip everything below the waist and lie down on the bed."
"F-fine…."
Following my demand, Bae Na-eun stripped bare from the waist down and lay on the bed.
At my next order she pulled both legs up until her knees were beside her chest, then gripped her own thighs with both hands so they wouldn't slip back down.
"Whoa…."
I literally lost the ability to speak.
Between those milky thighs sat a soft pink pussy.
Even with all her working out, the flesh there hadn't thinned out; her plump lips were pressed tightly shut.
Given the pose, her asshole was on full display too—those tiny folds gathering into a single point looked strangely lewd.
"Hey, you've got a pretty pussy."
"O-of course I do. I've heard that so many times from guys it doesn't even make me happy anymore."
Face flushed with embarrassment, she was spinning another of her completely unconvincing lies.
Looks like the sex-expert persona was still in full effect today.
"W-what are you about to do?"
I brought both hands to her crotch and used my thumbs to spread her pussy wide open.
Squelch—!
"Hiek!"
"Don't move. Damn, that looks filthy."
"What the hell are you staring at!"
Every time she flinched from the sensation of her lips being pried apart, the pink inner walls visible inside quivered with her.
Huh. Looking at it like this, though.
"No hymen, I see?"
"…I accidentally tore it the first time I used a tampon. I thought I was going to die from the pain back then."
"I see. And here I figured some guy had already taken care of it."
"Ah. R-right. Yeah, it tore because of a guy."
Even if she corrected herself a second later, she couldn't take the words back.
Either way, good news for me. No hymen meant I could play without holding back.
"Hands only for real! Cross the line and I'm reporting you!"
"I told you not to worry. Starting now. You know this stuff, so tell me how it feels."
"It was already shitty last night, so today's gonna be the same."
This from the girl who came just from a little clit rubbing in the middle of the night. All that bravado.
"Nngh…!"
The moment I brushed the clit still half-hidden under its hood, Bae Na-eun's body gave a light twitch.
Since it was the first touch of the day, I started gentle.
"Hmm, nn, nngh…."
"Feel good?"
"N-no it doesn't. It's just ticklish. Nngh…."
Someone claiming it was only ticklish was already leaking down below.
"Hik?!"
I swept a finger along her entrance, then smeared the juices coating it over her clit.
Natural lube secured. Time to use a little more pressure.
I rolled her clit in small circles with the tip of my middle finger.
"Nngh, haa…. Aah, hnn…."
"How about now?"
"Still nothing… hnn. You should just not bother getting a girlfriend. Hoo. Even if you do, you'll get dumped right away. Haa…."
While Bae Na-eun kept bluffing, her hardened clit shoved the hood aside and fully revealed itself.
It looked like it was sticking its head out begging for more attention.
"If you're this bad, nngh. Practicing won't even matter, will it? I could fall asleep like this."
Except you couldn't sleep last night.
She didn't have to keep needling me nonstop, but she just couldn't help herself, huh?
Let's see how long she lasts.
I swept her pussy again for fresh juices, lined up three fingers side by side, and pressed the tips hard against her clit while rubbing left and right at high speed.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Nn, nngh! Wait—, hnn…! Nn! Nngh!"
Her moans jumped in volume.
The intervals between the little jolts of her hips shortened too.
I didn't slow down; I kept grinding as if I meant to leave my fingerprints on her clit.
"How's it? About to come?"
"Hnngh! Ugh! Nngh! N-no? This much, hnn, even if I wanted to I couldn't…. Nngh!"
She was biting her lower lip and holding on for dear life.
Just how badly did she hate losing to me?
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Guh! Nngh! Nnngh… hoo, nnnngh…!"
The nasal edge in her voice was losing all composure.
If I just kept this up, she was going to peak any second—I could feel it.
But I pulled my hand away right before she reached that point.
"Haa…. Haa…. I-is that it? I still, nngh. Haven't come yet?"
"…."
"…Hoo, you really are hopeless. Just don't date anyone. At this level it's never gonna work anyway."
"What are you talking about. We're not done."
"What? Haaugh!"
A moan completely different from anything before tore out of Bae Na-eun's smug mouth.
Because my middle and ring fingers had just plunged into her pussy.
"Hey! Did you just stick your fingers in? Are you insane?!"
"They do it like this in porn, right? No hymen, so what's the problem."
"Even so, putting them in—, hieugh!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
I ignored her words and pumped my fingers inside her.
The direct, intense stimulation was nothing like before; Bae Na-eun couldn't even try to hold back and just gasped.
"Augh! Aaa! Stop, haa…! Pull them out! Nngh, haugh! I said pull them out…!"
"If I pull them out now, practice is ruined."
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick!
Every time I thrust in and out, the layered folds of her walls clung and twisted around my fingers.
Bae Na-eun still held her own legs open, forced to endure the violation of her most precious place.
She no longer had the leeway to get angry or wounded in pride; all that came out were feverish moans.
"Haaa, aaa! Augh! Haan, nngh! Nngh! Stop, hup, I said stop you son of a, nngh! Kyaaa…!"
Because of my order not to move, she couldn't even free her legs—she could only resist with her mouth, and that was insanely hot.
Her pussy was as pathetic as Yoon Seol-ah's.
No. Every woman I touched melted like this—maybe I just had a talent for it?
Maybe that was why Sora had chosen me as her partner: because I had a gift for making women feel good.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Uugh! Aaaa, stop! I feel like I'm going crazy…!"
"You're actually feeling it properly this time, right?"
"Haaauu, I am! I'm feeling it so stop…! It's so much better than last night I feel like I'll lose my mind, so please stop…!"
Bae Na-eun finally cracked and spilled the truth, but even if I wanted to stop I couldn't.
Maybe because she'd never taken a cock before, her pussy was mistaking my fingers for one and refused to let go.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick!
"Heugh! Nngh, augh! Nnngh, heuuuu, no…! I really can't anymore! I can't hold it…!"
Her whole body was broadcasting that the end was right there.
I drove my busy fingers all the way in, then yanked them out in one go.
"Heughk!"
Psssh! Pssht!
Bae Na-eun threw her head all the way back and came hard, spraying pussy juice everywhere.
"Heugh…. Heuk…. Heuk…."
"You came a ton. Hey, the bed's soaked—what are you gonna do about that."
"Heuk, heuk…. Dunno…. 'S your fault, you bad boy…."
Her tongue was so loose she could barely speak. Must have felt incredible.
Coming that spectacularly right in front of me meant the sex-expert act was officially dead.
I'd wrap it up here for today.
I wanted nothing more than to just fuck her already, but I wanted to see her be the one who asked for sex first.
"Hey. How long are you planning to lie there. We need to change the sheets."
"Haa… haa… hahe…."
A minute ago she'd been sneering about how bad my technique was; now she still couldn't climb out of the afterglow.
In the end I had to wait until she could move before I finally got to swap out the soaked bedsheets.
"…."
Some time later the bed was clean and Bae Na-eun had recovered her wits.
Right now she was on the living-room sofa, hugging her knees and scowling for all she was worth.
Pride must have taken a serious hit.
"Hey. What's with the face."
"…I don't know. Don't talk to me."
"You made a total ocean earlier. Doesn't that mean I've got talent, by your own words?"
"I said don't talk to me!"
Watching her squirm from pure embarrassment was entertainment.
"If you want to come again, just say the word anytime. I'll fold you in half like before."
"I'm good, so can you go away? I don't want to watch you act all cocky just because you're a little decent!"
"Oh? So you're admitting I'm decent now?"
"N-no! When did I ever!"
She scrambled to cover, but both cheeks were already dyed bright red.
A living lie detector.
"Thanks. Because of you I found my talent. I'm going to sleep, so you can mess around a bit and then crash too."
I deliberately walked off to my own bed without waiting for an answer, just to wind her up more.
Starting tomorrow I'd play with her even harder than today.
I drifted off on a wave of anticipation and excitement, and thanks to that I got the most satisfying sleep I'd had in a long time.
The next day.
I left Bae Na-eun to entertain herself at my place and headed out first thing in the morning.
For once, Yoon Seol-ah had contacted me yesterday asking if we could meet and talk.
"…Come in."
The face that greeted me when Yoon Seol-ah opened her front door was seriously serious.
I figured it was going to be more talk about the nonexistent baby in her belly and asked lightly,
"Yena already at kindergarten?"
"Yeah. I just put her on the bus."
"Shame. Should've come earlier so I could see Yena's face."
In the past I would've been careful even about doting on Yena, but now that Yoon Seol-ah couldn't push back against anything I said, there was no need.
I really should buy the kid a burger or some chicken sometime.
"Anyway, why'd you call me?"
"It's about… living as a fake married couple going forward."
I answered with a simple "Yeah," and she continued, still looking grave.
"If we don't want the baby or Yena catching on later, our acting has to look completely natural, right? But honestly… I'm not confident."
"Not confident?"
"Whether we're with the kids or out in public, we have to look like a real couple, and I just have no idea how to act…."
From her perspective it was a genuine worry; her shoulders had slumped.
She could be clumsy and awkward, but she was such a diligent person.
"So I was thinking we should practice a bit ahead of time."
"Couple practice? How?"
"I haven't figured that out yet. That's why I called you—so we could think of something together."
First she convinced herself she was pregnant; now she wanted to start full-on couple-acting practice?
I never thought I'd be having this conversation with Yoon Seol-ah, but hanging around this woman was never boring.
Couple-acting practice, huh. What would work well?
The second I started thinking, something flashed into my head.
Oh. Even if I do say so myself, that's a good one. This'll be fun.
"So basically you want practice looking like a natural married couple."
"…Yeah. Exactly. So for practice—"
"Just practicing won't mean anything. We should dive straight into the real thing."
"The real thing?"
"Let's go on a date right now."
"A d-date?"
"If we go out on a date and run into people, we can practice the acting at the same time."
"That… does make sense. All right."
She nodded in agreement.
But a plain date would be way too boring.
"There's one condition, though. I'm going along with your practice, so you have to grant me one request."
"What are you talking about! We're cooperating for the sake of the child!"
"I'm already confident in my acting, so I don't particularly need practice. If you don't like it, practice alone. Not that I know how well solo practice would work."
"What? …What kind of request."
"You've got at least one skirt you can wear outside, right?"
"A s-skirt?"
Anxiety and resentment showed plain on Yoon Seol-ah's face.
Looking at her like that, I let a light smile curl at the corner of my mouth and said,
"Come out wearing only a skirt—no panties."