My Friend's Wife Who Delights and Thanks Me for My Caresses

—Squelch…

Right before my eyes, Yena's pussy lips parted open.

By her own hands.

Lying on the massage bed like that, Yena's face was faintly flushed, yet she was still smiling. I could feel the trust she had in me.

And I—

Looking down at my friend's wife who trusted me this completely, I seriously deliberated.

Should I suck her off right away, or first spoil her with my hands… tough call.

Her clitoris peeking out, the plump folds dotted with a beauty mark, the gradually moistening crimson inner flesh, her entrance already spilling love juice.

The second I saw it I wanted to bury my face like a dog and suck her pussy dry along with all that wetness—but.

Her tearful begging was hot, sure… but smiling Yena is better by about six to four.

Not forced, but a genuine smile rising from deep in her chest—Yena looking like that was just too beautiful. I wanted to watch her face pant and tremble under my hands while still wearing that smile. I wanted to see Yena believing everything I did was out of kindness, feeling grateful even as I licked and fingered her.

So I hesitated for a moment, then decided.

Hands first.

"Haaah…"

I pinched her outer lips between my thumb and index finger. The instant I did, a heated moan slipped from Yena's mouth, and I lightly rubbed those soft folds while keeping my eyes locked on her face.

"Hh… this feels weird… aah… S-Seonghyeon-ah… right now…"

"I'm just loosening up your pussy lips before we get into the real thing. Doesn't hurt, does it?"

"N-no… it doesn't hurt… it's just…"

"Feels good?"

"…Yeah."

"Better than when you touch yourself?"

"Way better… totally different…"

"That's natural. Even when you're with Jaemin, it feels better when he touches you than when you do it yourself, right?"

"Even more than that… somehow…"

"Hm?"

"N-never mind. You're right."

"See? I'll keep going, so don't hold back your voice. Whenever something feels good, or you want me to focus somewhere, just tell me right away."

"Where it feels good…?"

"When you go to the doctor, they always say not to hide anything that hurts, right? Same idea. If you keep moaning and talking, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I can read your body and make you feel even better."

"…That makes sense. Okay."

Apparently convinced, she nodded with her cheeks pink. I smiled at her and moved my hand, rubbing around her clit along with the bud itself.

—Press… squish…

"Aaaah…♡ There… nngh…!"

"Your clit got hard. You're feeling this because I'm touching you, aren't you?"

"I am… feeling it… hiih… your hand is so warm… nngh…! I-it feels so good… aah!"

"You're doing great. Keep talking. Your clit is standing straight up—do you like it when I pinch it like this?"

"Haah…! Hit…!"

"Or is a gentle rub better?"

"Aauunh… ah, aah… hiinh… th-there…"

"Yena, say it properly. That's the only way I'll know for sure."

"…M-my clit… rubbing it is… better…"

"Okay."

Squish, squelch… pressss…!

"Hyaaaah…! Haah… aaaaah…♡"

"Yeah, the way you react makes it obvious. Your pussy's getting soaked too."

"G-good… hnn… so good… Seonghyeon-ah… I-I…"

"Hm? Already close?"

"Nh… I-I think I'm gonna… hit…!"

"Whew… how backed up have you been… All right. Let's finish you once just from your clit. I'll go a little harder."

"Th-this is alrea—ahaah! Ah, nh, aah, aah, aaaah…!"

—Squish, squelch…!

"Ahaaah! Aah, aaaah! Haaaaaaah………!"

—Spurt, fwoosh…!

"Hiih… haah, haa… haaaah…"

My relentless teasing of her clit pushed Yena over the edge. Her body shook as she sprayed. And I got a perfect view of it—exactly how Lee Yena's pure face twisted with vulgarity the moment she climaxed for someone she herself had allowed.

"Uuuuh…"

Under my open stare, Yena lifted the hands that had been holding herself open. She gathered both of them over her mouth and shyly averted her eyes from mine.

Even so, her legs stayed spread. Careful not to interfere with my hand still resting on her pussy, she refused to close them even a little. She showed her embarrassment only by covering her face.

That twenty-seven-year-old married friend of mine was maddeningly cute.

I shifted to her side, leaned down until our faces were inches apart, and asked,

"How was it?"

"G-good… so good…"

She answered honestly. Reflexive shame had her half-hiding her face, but I could still see her trying her best not to be too shy—trying to keep her promise to do as she was told.

"My technique's not bad, huh?"

"You're really good… When I do it alone it takes at least ten minutes before I can barely…"

"Doesn't look that way from how you reacted the second I touched you."

"Th-that's because you touch me so nicely… Even when it feels similar to what I do myself… how is it this different…?"

"That so?"

"Yeah… You're amazing, really. It felt so, so good, Seonghyeon-ah."

She beamed with eye-smiles, praising my caresses.

—Squish…

With her pussy still wrapped in my hand, she was complimenting her husband's friend on how well he tormented her clit.

Hearing that—hearing my pure, husband-devoted married friend praise my technique—

Fuck, my cock hurts.

An indescribable thrill shot through me. The whole situation even felt a little like getting praised by a girlfriend for last night. My dick was so hard it ached, but this was no time to get drunk on just that.

This was only the beginning.

"But Yena."

"What is it, Seonghyeon-ah?"

"Still not enough, right?"

"Ah……"

"If a little clit play and one orgasm were enough for you, you wouldn't have been suffering this long."

"……Yeah. It's not enough…"

"Figured. You're just nicely warmed up, so I'll keep going."

"Please take care of—wait, I should keep myself open…"

"It's fine now. I'll handle it, so just relax. More importantly—I'm about to start massaging inside your pussy too. But…"

—Squelchhh…

"Ohhk…! Y-your finger… inside…"

"Normally I'd start with one, but everyone differs a bit… How do you want it? One finger, or…"

—Squelch…

"Haauh…"

"Two? I'll put in however many you want."

"Ahung… Th-then…"

As I prodded her wet entrance with two fingers and asked, Yena kept both hands plastered over her face and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠shyly opened her fingers—index and middle, bashfully.

"T-two… put in two…"

"You sure?"

"Y-yeah… I think… it'll be fine…"

"Greedy girl. All right. From now on, two fingers for Yena's pussy."

"Thank—hiiiit…!"

—Schlick!! Squish, squelch…

Before she even finished speaking, I pressed my index and middle fingers together and shoved them into her hole. There was no reason to wait—Yena's pussy was already winking open and closed, spilling juice, fully ready to take a cock or fingers or anything else. The second my fingers touched her, her entrance sucked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at them like a welcome I couldn't possibly resist.

—Squelch, squish… squish! Pressss…!

"Hnguut… aaaah…! Your fingers… so th-thick… nngh♡ When you press… S-Seonghyeon-ah… there…!"

"Ah, you like it here?"

"Like it… like it…! Press harder… hyaaah!"

As her vaginal folds gently squeezed my fingers, I lazily explored and quickly found the spots she loved.

—Schlick, schlorp… slap, slap!

While I worked, Yena's pussy flooded like a broken dam, and her face grew steadily painted with deep pleasure. Watching her, I silently blamed Jaemin.

Haah, Jaemin… how lonely has Yena's pussy been that even finger-fucking makes her this happy. No matter how tired you are, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you can't leave her sleeping alone every night. Seriously…

Then I grew solemn.

Wait… does that mean even the places I'm pressing with my fingers are spots Jaemin never manages to hit with his cock…? Come to think of it, length aside, the girth really wasn't much… I only saw it once in the sauna years ago, so it's fuzzy.

The biggest problem was that he barely did it at all—but even when he did, he couldn't satisfy Yena. I mourned for him. And what Yena responded to most of all wasn't even this; it was sex that stabbed her cervix. Something Jaemin would never be able to give her in his life…

Can't be helped. If Jaemin can't do it, I'll just have to do it for him. What else is a friend for.

I wrapped myself in that pure bullshit self-justification—willing to burn this body for my friends—and called out to the panting Yena.

"Yena, look at me."

—Squelch, squish, schlick…!

"Ah, aah… W-why…? Hnnngh…!"

"While I'm at it, I'm going to give you an oral massage for a health check too. Can you open your mouth and stick out your tongue?"

"Haah, haah… B-beeeh…"

"I'm going to suck your tongue and drink your spit, so you do the same to me. Like a deep kiss. You know the feeling, right?"

—Nod.

Without needing a longer explanation, she obediently nodded, and I pressed my lips to hers.

"Chup… smoop… chuuup…"

I covered her defenselessly open lips with mine, sucked her soft tongue, drank her delicious saliva, shared breath.

"Nngh… nh?!"

I watched her face startle at the sweetness of my saliva—something that no longer surprised me at all—and savored the long-missed kiss with Yena.

Of course my hand never stopped, stirring her springy inner folds.

—Schlick, schlorp, slap!

Soaked with love juice, every collision of pussy flesh against my palm made vulgar wet sounds. And so Yena—

"Mmh… nh…! Churp… hnn… mmph…!"

—grew excited from my hand, grew excited from my saliva, and, following instructions, clumsily sucked my tongue while breathing hard through our joined mouths.

Until finally—

—Tremble…! Fwoooosh…!

"Hnnnnnnh…!!"

—she showed me the face of a woman orgasming while still sucking my tongue.

But I didn't stop.

Even as Yena shook and came, I kept thrusting into her thoroughly soaked pussy without rest.

—Schlorp, schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick!

"Mmh… nh, hit, hiiiit…! Hyaah…! S-Seonghyeon-ah…! I-I'm coming… ohgoooooh…!!"

"Haa… I know, I know. But it's still not enough, right? You can cum as hard and free as you want."

"Ohhk, ok… n-no, nooo…! I'm fi—ook…! Th-there, there…! If you keep pressing that good spot… hyaaaaaaah…!"

—Fwoooooosh…!! Spurt, fwoot… drip-drip-drip…

"Ahek… I-I can't… S-Seonghyeon-aah… th-this is so embarrassing… I'm sorry, I'm sorry… hic…"

"Sorry for what. The more you feel it, the more rewarding it is for me. Don't worry about it—keep cumming. That's it~"

"I-I don't know… aah…♡"

Only after I wrung yet another spray of love juice from her did I finally pull my fingers free. I flicked my hand lightly clean and looked down at Yena, who was moaning with a face tangled between shame and happiness after climax after climax.

Should wipe her a little before I suck her… Hm, a bit of a shame. If she were at Stage 4 I could do this while looking at her tits too.

I felt a little disappointed. Of course her Education Satisfaction Level was rising even now, but from past experience the gains during an active session were small. The big jumps came right after a day's lesson ended, when she replayed the moments that had satisfied her—then a little more after she got home. Roughly that pattern. So playing with Yena's breasts would probably only be possible on the next visit…

…or so I thought.

Huh?

Her stage went up mid-lesson?

Was my fingering that good, Yena?

Plus she'd already cum more times than I'd even noticed, and she was still leaking pussy water while riding another wave—yet her arousal was still at 89…

No.

The little details could wait.

"Yena, aren't you hot? Want to just take the top off too? Breast massage is part of the course anyway. I only had you keep it on so you wouldn't feel too exposed, but you're going to soak it through with sweat."

"Haah… the top… yeah… I'll take it off…"

"Nah. You're worn out, so I'll do it. Come on—arms up."

"Thank you, Seonghyeon-ah…"

"It's nothing."

—Whoosh…! Thud… rustle…

I smoothly pulled her T-shirt up and off, then unhooked and removed her bra as well.

And then—

—Bounce…

Yena's pure white breasts and stiffly standing nipples came into full view.

I immediately gathered both breasts into my hands and pressed them together toward the center.

"Aaaah… breast massage… right away…?"

"That, and you still look unsatisfied, so I'm going to work your nipples loose a little too."

"H-how do you know…? I already came so much… and I still… th-that…"

"I can tell just by looking. Anyway—when you masturbate, do you mess with your nipples too?"

"Y-yeah… together with my pussy… I pinch them while I…"

"Got it. I usually do breasts with my mouth. I'll suck them for you like a baby."

"With your mouth… I'm sorry… going that far just to help me unwind…"

"I told you not to say that. Mouth or hands, it's the same. What matters more is whether you feel good or not, so just focus on that. Got it?"

"Yeah… I will, Seonghyeon-ah."

"Then… haaup… chuuuup… smoop…!"

"Aah…! I-I like it when you bite hard… Seonghyeon-ah… this feels good…"

"Lick, lick… chuuup…!"

"Nh, nngh… aaaah… when you lick… haah… that too… feels good… rolling it with your tongue… nngh… doing it like that…"

"Mmh, chuuuup, mmh…"

"Hnnn… nh… kuh… you really… feel like a baby… a big baby…♡ Ah… when you nibble with your teeth like that… that also… feels good… aah♡"

No matter how I sucked her, no matter how I bit her, Yena only kept saying it felt good—so for her sake I diligently went back and forth between her stiff nipples, biting and sucking.

Ah, I thought I'd have to wait another week for this. Yena's nipples taste so good.

My friend's wife's soft tits and nipples were, of course, utterly delicious.

I'd suck a little more—then it would be time to eat her pussy.