Miho's Surprise Visit and Date (2)
As we climbed the stairs to retrieve the car parked on the third floor of the garage, Miho pulled something from her handbag and pressed it into my hand. It felt like a thin scrap of silk handkerchief.
“Huh? Another gift?”
The piece of silk fabric in my palm was her white panties.
“I took them off on my way to see you, Oppa.”
She whispered it into my ear while I stared at the panties in shock, then dashed up the stairs ahead of me.
Halfway up she stopped and slowly, deliberately lifted the back hem of her skirt. As the knee-length fabric rose, the pale inner sides of her thighs came into view.
She kept lifting it higher until her bare ass was fully exposed. From my lower vantage point I could even see the clean, bare mound of her pussy.
Miho’s expression had already turned lewd again. She looked back at me and giggled.
“The skirt’s long, so this is a freebie!”
“Wow… Miho!”
I sprinted up the stairs, yanked her into a tight embrace, and shoved my hand under her skirt to grab a firm handful of her ass.
“Ahh… getting turned on?”
“You really are… how can you be such a little seductress?”
“I was worried you’d be disappointed because the skirt was so long, so I gave you a free show. Heehee, you like it?”
“Yeah! So much! You’ve been like this the whole time?”
“Mm-hmm. I took them off when I changed clothes on my way to meet you.”
Miho knew exactly how to tempt a man. I kissed her while my hand roamed under her skirt, kneading her ass. She closed her eyes and savored both my lips and my touch. My hand slid from behind to the front and cupped her pussy. It was already slick and wet.
“Haa… haa…”
Whether from my gentle caress or from the thrill of walking around downtown without panties, soft moans were already slipping from her lips.
I wanted nothing more than to hike her skirt up right there and bury myself inside her, but voices drifted up from the stairwell entrance. We hurriedly pulled apart and continued climbing.
“Let’s get home fast.”
The entire drive home I kept my hand between her legs, stroking her. Under my touch her pussy grew so wet it soaked the car seat. Miho’s moans filled the car all the way back. Before we got out I wiped her juices with a tissue; even in the elevator I slipped my hand under her skirt again, fondling her pussy and ass.
By the time we stepped through the front door she was so worked up she spun me around and kissed me hard. Still locked in the kiss, we kicked off our shoes in a rush and headed for the bedroom. On the way her body was burning; she kissed me like she meant to devour my mouth while stripping my clothes off.
I yanked the zipper of her dress down and quickly unhooked her bra. Only after I laid her on the bed did I finally break the kiss so I could look at her body.
Miho was pressing her large breasts together with her forearms while her fingers played over her dripping pussy.
She was still as slender and beautiful as ever.
“Ahh… ah… put it in right now.”
My cock was already rock-hard; there was no reason to wait. I settled between her legs and slowly pushed inside.
I stopped with just the head buried so her pussy could adjust to me. Miho’s eyes sparkled with anticipation of the pleasure to come.
I kissed her and began to move my hips gently.
“Aaaah! Ah, that feels good…”
When half my shaft was inside her, the moans spilled out again. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, holding her tight, and started thrusting in earnest. Her pussy reshaped itself around my cock and began to suck and nibble at it.
“Ah… ah… ah, so good. Ah.”
“Ah, Miho. Your pussy tastes incredible today too.”
“Ah… Oppa’s cock too. Your cock tastes so good. It fits my pussy perfectly.”
“Did walking around without panties turn you on? Hmm? Did your juices just start dripping because you weren’t wearing any?”
“Yeah. Ah… ah. It felt like… ah, so good… like everyone was staring only at my pussy. Ah… ah. I think I’ve gotten even dirtier since I met you, Oppa.”
“Yeah, you are dirty. You’re a dirty girl. From now on, whenever you come to see me, always come without panties.”
“Okay. Ah… ah… no panties. Ahh… ahh… ah… ah…”
I pulled her up so we were sitting face to face, rocking our hips together. By now Miho was completely used to matching my rhythm; she moved so she could take me even deeper.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. I stole her lips while my hands cupped her full breasts.
When I leaned back on my arms she began to rise and fall on her own. Even biting her finger couldn’t stop the moans leaking past her lips.
“Ah… ah… ahh… ahh…”
She rocked her hips forward and back, hunting for her own sweet spots.
“Ah, so good… ah… do you like it too, Oppa?”
“Yeah, I love it. Find the place that feels best for you, Miho, and move there.”
“Ah… ah… right here feels the best. It’s… driving me crazy… ah… ah… ah…”
She thrust her pelvis forward and arched her upper body back so her G-spot would catch every stroke. She worked her hips fast, grinding the front wall of her pussy against my cock. I wet my fingers with saliva and rubbed her exposed clit.
“Aaaaah! Ah, Oppa! I’m gonna come! Ahh… ahh… aaaaaah!”
“Aaaah, Miho! I’m coming too!”
“Yeah, yeah. Come outside, Oppa. Outside… outside.”
At her urgent cry I laid her down, pulled out, and spilled my cum across her stomach.
“Haa… haa… haa. Oppa’s cum is so hot…”
She said it while gathering the semen that was sliding down her side with her fingers. I pulled tissues from the box on the table and wiped the mess away.
“It’s so sticky.”
Miho murmured, playing with the cum still clinging to her fingers. I lay beside her and traced my fingertips over her waist and breasts.
“You clever little thing… how did you even think of going without panties?”
“You like dirty stuff, Oppa. I was worried you’d be disappointed because I wasn’t showing much skin, so I prepared a little surprise.”
She snuggled into my arms. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a gentle pat.
“Yeah. It was great. Even better because I didn’t see it coming.”
“You were surprised today, right? Heehee.”
“Yeah. Starting with you showing up in front of the office—everything.”
She hugged my waist and burrowed closer. We lay there in silence, simply stroking each other’s bodies. Miho lifted her head and gazed straight at my face. When our eyes met she smiled softly. I smiled back.
Beautiful.
She had always been pretty, but today she looked even more beautiful than usual.
“What are you thinking about?”
She asked, still watching my face.
“Just… that you’re beautiful.”
“Heehee! You’re only realizing that now?”
She hugged my waist tighter and buried her face against my chest.
“Normally all I can think is how dirty you are.”
“You like dirty things, Oppa!”
She tickled my waist.
“Ahahahaha! That tickles!”
“Do you like me dirty or pretty better?”
“Pretty and dirty!”
“Wow, you didn’t even have to think about it!”
“Hahaha. Why choose? Having both is the best.”
“Heehee. Then you really hit the jackpot. You’ve got a sex partner this pretty and this dirty. So which part of my body do you like best, Oppa?”
“Hmm… your breasts and your legs.”
“Ugh… total leg man…”
“What about you? Which part of me do you like?”
“Your shoulders and your fingers.”
“Fingers?”
“Yeah. They’re long and pretty.”
“First time I’ve heard that.”
We pulled each other close again and simply lay still. A pleasant heaviness filled my whole body, as if sleep could claim me at any moment.
“I wonder how we looked to other people today.”
She broke the peaceful silence. Her expression was calm.
“Who knows… Do you think anyone even paid attention to us? Everyone was probably just busy going their own way.”
“Yeah, probably. We didn’t look like sex partners, right?”
We probably didn’t look like sex partners. Just an ordinary couple grabbing a simple dinner on a weekday evening, then strolling the streets after work. That was how we must have appeared to everyone else.
Just because we were sex partners didn’t mean we had to look like sex partners to other people, and we didn’t have to go out of our way to look like we weren’t. There was no need to look like a couple, and no need to look like we weren’t one either.
Besides, we were both single, and this wasn’t some secret campus couple thing.
“How were A-young and Ju-young last time?”
“Huh? What?”
I tensed a little at Miho’s words as she lay nestled against my chest, gently stroking it. Had she heard something from them?
“How do I compare to them?”
“Ahh…”
It seemed she was asking out of that familiar sense of rivalry again.
“Aren’t you a little too conscious of those two? They’re your friends.”
“I know. I know that. But still…”
“Hmm… A-young? She seems a bit… vain, and her eyes look like she can’t live without a man.”
“Right? She only ever wears luxury brands. Maybe because her family’s rich… And she really loves guys. That night, if it hadn’t been us, she would’ve taken either Man-hyeong or Seok-gi home for sure. What about Ju-young?”
“Ju-young… she seems like the type who puts on airs a little.”
“Wow! Your eye for people is spot-on, Oppa! Exactly! Her coquettishness is no joke. If A-young is the type who actively goes after guys first, Ju-young is the type who keeps tempting them until the guy makes the first move and takes her. Total fox.”
“Then what about you? What style are you, Miho?”
“Me? Umm… umm… hmm…”
Miho thought about it for a long time.
“Hahaha. Young lady, start by knowing yourself first.”
“Aing, I don’t know! I don’t even know myself anymore. Ever since I met you everything’s been all mixed up. I don’t know what my real self is. Sometimes I want to be pure, sometimes I want to be dirty… Anyway, I just don’t know! You made me all weird, Oppa!”
She pouted and playfully smacked my chest. I laughed and hugged her tightly.
Silence settled between us once more.
“It feels so nice being held by you like this, Oppa…”
She murmured.
“Same here. And this guy too.”
I took her hand and guided it to my cock. It was already hard again.
“What the—! When did this happen?”
“A while ago. You just gonna leave him hanging?”
“Ugh… this guy’s got way too much energy! Hold on a second.”
“Heh. And whose fault is that?”
She slipped under the covers and took my cock into her mouth. Her mouth was warm.