A Nourishing Meal (2)
"Hnngh..."
It felt like every blood vessel in my body was about to burst from swelling. Eel, abalone, soft-shelled turtle, and Harin's breast milk on top of all that.
My stomach wasn't just full—it was blazing hot, and my cock showed not the slightest sign of calming down.
"Mmph... gugh...!!"
Well, Baek Soyoung down below would take care of that on her own.
"Master, you should have another drink to wash down the meal, shouldn't you?"
Yeo Ryeong noona watched my reaction, then picked up the half-empty bottle of raspberry wine.
"Sure. Just one more glass, then."
"Of course... right here you are."
With a seductive, laughing glance from beneath her lashes, Yeo Ryeong noona tilted the bottle.
Glug, glug, glug.
The deep crimson liquid swayed and filled the glass. Naturally, I reached out my hand, assuming she'd pass it to me.
But instead—
"Oh my... ❤️"
Rather than handing me the glass, Yeo Ryeong noona drew it beneath her own chin. Then, without a moment's hesitation, she tipped her wrist.
Trickle...
"...?!"
The red wine didn't pour into her mouth—it spilled down over the pale expanse of her chest, bared above her apron. The chilled liquid ran along her skin and began to pool in the deep valley between her plentiful breasts.
"Ahh... it's cold..."
Yeo Ryeong noona hunched her shoulders in feigned surprise.
The slick sheen of alcohol-drenched white skin, the crimson stream like a line of blood trailing down her cleavage.
Fucking gorgeous.
"Master... I made a mistake and spilled the wine," she said, spreading the hem of her apron wider on either side as she pushed her soaked chest toward my face.
"We can't let good wine go to waste, can we? Would you... lick it clean for me?"
Drinking wine from the Chancellor of the Academy's own chest—what man in this world would turn down such an insane privilege?
"Of course not. I'll drink every last drop."
I wrapped my arms around Yeo Ryeong noona's waist and buried my face in her cleavage.
Slurp, squelch...
"Haaahnn...!"
When my rough tongue dragged across her sensitive breast flesh, she seized my shoulders and cried out. The rich scent of raspberry mingled with the smell of her skin, pricking at my nose.
"Mwah... schluup...!"
I sucked the pooled wine from the valley of her chest, then relentlessly licked up every droplet trickling down the swell of her breasts.
"Hngk! Master, your tongue... it's too... nngh!"
Every time I moved my head vigorously, working my tongue, my hips jerked back and forth with the recoil.
"Uuugh?! Gughhhh?!!"
And so Baek Soyoung, still sucking my cock under the table, was struck by a bolt from the blue. With no warning at all, my glans plunged deep into her throat, driving in as if to bore straight through her esophagus, and she could do nothing but choke and gag, unable even to breathe.
"Hnnngh... ❤️ Master, so rough... nngh! My nipples too... please lick my nipples too...!"
Yeo Ryeong noona crushed my head against her and wailed with pleasure-soaked moans. She knew exactly what her antics were doing to Baek Soyoung down below—the pain, or the pleasure—or rather, precisely because she knew, she seemed to be enjoying it all the more.
Slurp... schk! Haa... sweet.
After licking up every trace of the wine pooled in her cleavage, I plucked out her flush-red nipple and sucked it hard.
"Kyaaang...!"
"Gwuuugh!!!"
The Chancellor's climaxing cry rang out above, while the White Tiger Hall Master's near-suffocating moans burst out below—all at the same time.
"Phew... that was a fine meal."
The storm of dining was over. I leaned back in my chair with a satisfied expression. From above I'd been filled with Yeo Ryeong noona's saliva and wine; from below, with Baek Soyoung's saliva and devotion.
"Soyoung, come on out now."
"Haahaa...!! Khek, khek...!"
The tablecloth was flipped back and Baek Soyoung crawled out. She was an absolute wreck.
Her hair was a tangled mess, her mouth, chin, and apron gleamed with a slather of saliva and precum, and the corners of her eyes were wet with tears and red with burst capillaries.
"My, my, Soyoung. Look at the state of you. So sloppy."
Harin clicked her tongue and wiped Baek Soyoung's mouth with a tissue. The words were a scolding, but the look in her eyes savored the sight of her once-so-dignified friend's debasement.
"Hnn... huk... s-such a lewd thing to do..."
Baek Soyoung muttered, trembling with shame. Her dignity as a Hall Master had been thrown away under that table long ago.
"Master, you've eaten your fill—now it's time for a bath, isn't it?"
Harin wrapped her arms around my shoulders from behind and whispered into my ear.
"Sounds good. My lower half has been feeling a bit sticky anyway."
"I figured as much, so I've already drawn the bath. And I prepared a very special bath additive, too."
"A special bath additive?"
"Hehe, you'll see when you get there."
Her meaningful smile stirred my curiosity. I rose from my seat and headed for the bathroom, and all three women slithered along behind me.
The moment I opened the bathroom door, a wave of steamy heat and a sweet, dreamlike fragrance washed over me.
"What is that smell?"
"It's an extract from a flower called the Yin-Yang Flower. It's wonderful for relieving fatigue, but its aphrodisiac effect is truly exceptional."
Harin explained, gesturing toward the tub. The spacious bath was brimming with milky-white foam, and among the bubbles, violet petals drifted lazily here and there.
"Now then, let's get those clothes off."
Yeo Ryeong noona and Harin skillfully stripped me bare.
"Wow... I say it every time, but our Master really does have a magnificent body."
"Well, what do you expect? He works out every single night."
In no time I was naked and stepped into the tub. The warm water wrapped around my whole body, and the tension drained right out of me.
"Ahh... this is nice."
"May we come in too?"
"Of course."
The instant my permission left my lips, Harin and Yeo Ryeong noona threw off even the aprons they'd been wearing and slipped into the tub like a pair of mermaids.
"Soyoung, you stay out here and massage the Master's shoulders."
Harin ordered in a deliberately stern voice.
"Wh-why just me..."
Baek Soyoung started to protest with a sulky face, but wilted under Harin's sharp glare, fetched the bathroom chair, and sat down behind me.
"E-excuse me, then."
Her trembling hands touched my back. When her soft, soap-slicked palms glided up and down my spine, a jolt of pleasure shot through me.
"A little harder. That spot's all knotted up."
"Uuu... y-yes, sir."
Baek Soyoung pouted her lips and pressed down firmly, kneading away. Clumsy, but full of devotion.
"Now, we'll take care of the front."
In the tub, Yeo Ryeong noona and Harin, settled on either side of me, pressed against my body at the same time.
Yeo Ryeong noona wrapped and rubbed my left arm with her plush breasts, while Harin burrowed between my thighs and teased me there.
"Master... do you like a bubble bath?"
Yeo Ryeong noona asked playfully as she slathered her hands with foam and rubbed them across my chest.
"With service like this, you can give me one any day."
"Hehe, what a relief. These bubbles are so slippery—they're perfect for a massage."
Her hands, which had been rubbing my chest, slid lower—over my firm abs—before circling lazily around my navel.
Meanwhile, Harin was far bolder.
"Master's cock is still raring to go, I see?"
She gripped my cock in one hand and gave it a shake, grinning mischievously. Even after the service Baek Soyoung had given it under the table, the thing stood proudly upright, refusing to die.
"With beauties like you touching it, how could it possibly?"
"Oh my, how flattering."
Harin blew a soft breath into my ear and whispered.
"Then... shall we start here?"
"Here?"
"Mm-hm. It'll feel even better underwater."
She climbed on top of me and slowly lowered her hips.
Splash!
With the sound of water overflowing, her pussy began to swallow my cock.
"Haaahn...!"
Warm water, slick arousal, and the hot grip of her inner walls enveloped me all at once.
"Ugh... Harin..."
Behind me, Baek Soyoung flushed scarlet and turned her head away. It was a mortifying position—forced to watch her best friend rock her hips on top of me at point-blank range.
"Nnngh... Soyoung, you still have to scrub my back, you know?"
Even while shrieking her ecstasy, Harin didn't forget her friend.
"Hnn... f-fine..."
Baek Soyoung squeezed her eyes shut and resumed rubbing my back. But from the trembling of her fingertips, I could tell she was just as worked up.
"Master, me too... let me in too."
Unable to hold back any longer, Yeo Ryeong noona climbed up over my other leg.
"Mmph... schluup...!"
Rather than waiting for an answer, she devoured my lips. From above came her sweet saliva; from below, Harin's slippery arousal—assaulting me from both directions at once. And from behind, I could vividly feel Soyoung's ragged breathing and the pounding of her heart against my back.
Slap! Slap!
"Haaahn...! So good..."
The bathroom was quickly filled with the sticky moans of three women, the sloshing of water, and the friction of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh. The steamy heat, the dreamlike scent of the Yin-Yang Flower, and the visual feast on top of it all.
"Hngk... this is almost too much?"
"Haaahnn... me too, me too, I love it... ❤️"
But in that fleeting instant before I could reach my peak—
"Hehe... hold on. You can't spill everything here, can you?"
Harin grinned wickedly and stopped moving her hips.
"Haah... Harin, why did you stop? Just a little more and I..."
I smacked my lips in frustration, but Harin resolutely lifted herself off my body.
"Ending it here would be no fun at all. The real main dish is waiting on the bed. What we did in the water was just... an appetizer to whet your appetite."
Her seductive wink and utterly confident attitude. What on earth had she prepared to look so smug about it?
Barely suppressing the desire boiling up inside me, I rose from the tub, leaving my disappointment behind.
"Kyaaah!"
As I did, I pressed my cock up against Baek Soyoung—and a shrill scream rang out.
"Th-that thing..."
"Why can our little Soyoung never get used to it? You were sucking it so happily just a minute ago."
"Well—anyone would be startled, facing such a monstrous weapon, wouldn't she?!"
"Hmm? I just find it adorable, though."
The two of them still didn't seem to understand each other at all.