Heading Home (2)
*Smack—* *Slurp—*
It started with a light kiss, our lips brushing softly without any real force. As our faces drew closer, a scent unique to Nam Da-eun wafted over me—something far more alluring than just shampoo. We licked at each other's lips, exchanging gentle affection, before slipping our tongues inside. A deep, intense kiss where we swapped saliva and surrendered our mouths to one another.
Liliana, having stripped off my clothes, wedged herself between me and Nam Da-eun's body as we kissed. She latched onto my nipple, sending a ticklish tingle through my chest. Her hand toyed with me over my pants, brushing my cock now and then—enough touch to set my body ablaze.
Only then did I remember Nam Da-hee was there. I could pass off the kissing as some early education, but this was way too stimulating. Still locked in the kiss with Nam Da-eun, I glanced sideways at the sofa. Nam Da-hee was already fast asleep. Liliana's doing, no doubt. Normally, I'd chew her out for casting sleep magic on a kid... but not in a situation like this. I wasn't that oblivious. Sometimes, life's just full of unavoidable forces.
"Mm...Ngh... ah..."
Nam Da-eun gripped my forearms with both hands to hold her position, and I matched her intensity, cradling the back of her head as our kiss grew fiercer. With our bodies pressed even closer, Liliana lost her spot for teasing me and pulled back briefly. With a grunt, she tugged down my pants, then somehow found a gap to take my cock into her mouth.
Pleasure hit me from above and below. I savored this rare luxury for all it was worth—who knew when it'd come again. Sure, if I asked, they'd do it anytime... but my conscience wouldn't let me be the one to suggest it first.
The aroused Nam Da-eun, mid-kiss, let out little whimpers as she shoved her own pants down.
*Smack, slurp. Ngh... haah.*
After that long kiss, I let Nam Da-eun guide me to the sofa. Both of us were already primed and ready. She straddled me, pants off, her slick pussy—drenched in arousal—engulfing my tip with its wet heat.
"Ngh... ha, ahh..."
Nam Da-eun gripped my shoulder with one hand and the base of my shaft with the other, slowly lowering her hips. Her writhing inner walls enveloped my glans first. That familiar, exquisite sensation. Especially with Nam Da-eun's body—her Pilates-toned lines made it even better.
Of course, she was melting just as much as I was enjoying it. Her face softened into bliss.
"Ho, Ho-yeon... ah, haah... ngh..."
*Squish—squish—*
She called my name desperately, rocking her hips up and down. Watching her swaying breasts, I placed my hands on her slim waist.
"Ngh... ah, ahh...!"
Nam Da-eun moved her hips up and down, sometimes front to back, stimulating my cock. Warm, soft, sticky, and impossible to pull away from—that was her pussy. *Smack—suck—*
Liliana planted her lips on the right side of my neck. Sucking hard enough to leave marks, her tongue scraping my skin in that itchy, electric way that ramped up my arousal even more.
"Ah, ahh... hngh..."
Nam Da-eun rested her hand and face on my left shoulder—opposite Liliana's side—and kept grinding. Pleasure flooded my mind in an instant. The satisfying weight of Nam Da-eun. The panting breaths from both women right by my ear. Succubus pheromones mingling with Nam Da-eun's sweat. The warm body heat and soft flesh below. Every sense was overwhelmed.
*Squelch-squelch—*
"Ngh, nggh... ha, haang... so good... ahh!"
Knees bent, Nam Da-eun rocked her hips, eyes squeezed shut as moans escaped her. She couldn't hold back the pleasure anymore—her pace quickened. This side of her, only visible at night, so different from her usual cool, gentle self. It made me even hornier, made me want to torment her more.
Her walls clenched tight around my cock, then began to spasm. Her trembling limbs and glazing eyes signaled her climax approaching. I grabbed her waist and thrust up to meet her.
"Hii! Ah, Ho-yeon, ah. Ahh. Haaaang...!"
She called my name over and over, her pussy squeezing desperately. Her whole body shook violently, the grip intensifying.
"Haah, ah. Ahh... hngh...!"
Even as it tightened, her juices gushed out, betraying her state. Now fully leaning her upper body against me, mouth agape with ragged breaths, she came.
But I couldn't end it there. I hadn't cum yet.
"Hii, hik... haa, wait. Ho-yeon..."
As I started moving again, she met my eyes in surprise.
"I wanna cum too."
"N-Ngh, sorry. Ah, ahh...!"
But at my words, she spread her legs again. Fresh off her peak, hypersensitive, yet she adjusted for me, offering her pussy once more. Each deep thrust made juices splash and drew lewd cries from her.
I turned to Liliana, still sucking at my neck, for her sake. She looked at me, caught on, and leaned in for a kiss. Pounding into Nam Da-eun's offered pussy while enjoying Liliana's lips—it was more thrilling than I'd imagined.
*Smack—suck—*
*Hng, ah... ahh.*
Liliana's tongue danced in my mouth, teasing mine, while Nam Da-eun's pussy milked my cock relentlessly. The pleasure assaulting my body was enough to push me over—I came deep inside her.
"Aaang. Ah, ah, ah... haaaang...!"
Still riding her own aftershocks, Nam Da-eun's mouth trembled anew at my creampie.
"Da-eun. Feel good?"
"N-Ngh..."
Despite how hard it must've been to hold it together, she leaned into me with composed affection. Her lingering shyness was a nice touch too.
"Wanna go again?"
"...Just a quick break."
As I locked eyes with Nam Da-eun, Liliana piped up.
"You gotta move your hips better. Not front-to-back—up and down makes it feel way better for guys."
"Kya! L-Liliana..."
"Hey, I'm your master here."
Moving behind Nam Da-eun, Liliana grabbed her waist and guided her movements. My cock was still buried inside, and with her tight pussy and my remaining hardness, no cum leaked out.
"See? Front-to-back feels good for you, but for guys..."
"A-Ah, got it. Next time, for sure..."
"..."
Ignoring me completely, the two dove into a discussion on how to make my cock feel even better. Who wouldn't get turned on watching that? I grabbed Nam Da-eun's waist again.
"Da-eun. One more time for real."
"Hii, not me—switch with Liliana..."
"Nope. I'm just assisting."
"Ah, ahh... haa, ang...!"
Keeping myself inside, I lifted Nam Da-eun and laid her on the sofa, climbing on top.
"This time, I move, okay?"
"Ngh... ha, haang...!"
*
"Haaa... hiiiii...!"
Nam Da-eun, who'd offered her pussy to me endlessly, collapsed into sleep after countless creampies and orgasms. That was the usual state for my heroines after a proper fuck with me.
"She's so weak. Tch."
Liliana shook her head at the sight. She'd chattered supportively the whole time but looked unsatisfied now. Surprisingly, she hadn't fucked me tonight—just coached and stoked my arousal while I was with Nam Da-eun.
I'd figured she'd pounce after, but no. Normally, she'd have jumped me by now, yet there was no sign of it.
"Liliana. You really not gonna?"
"Yeah. Tonight's support duty."
She stretched like she was tired. Way too mature for a pervert succubus.
"What's up? This isn't like you. At this hour, you'd usually be all over me for sex."
"I'm good. I'll get plenty in France."
Was she sulking...? A twinge of unease hit me, so I checked her status window.
What the hell.
Her out-of-left-field inner thoughts made me chuckle. Then Liliana approached me.
"Buy me something yummy in France. And a date, just us two. Don't forget."
"...Obviously."
I finally smiled, stroking her hair. Not sulking, exactly—more like playful bargaining. Her demanding rewards was just cute.
"And don't get old in 30 years."
"Huh?"
She said something weird, then hugged me tight, burying her face in my chest and inhaling deeply.
"I'll still be this pretty in 30 years. You know that, right?"
"...Yeah."
"Figure out a way with magic or whatever. Erectile dysfunction? I'll kill you."
"Kkh. Don't worry about that."
Liliana rubbed her face against my chest, then suddenly shoved me away and bolted to her room. *Slam!* The door shut. Her flushed ears peeking out told me there was no need to chase her.
"...30 years?"
She didn't need to worry. Someone like me wouldn't age normally. Her grandfather Moon Jae-cheol, whom people called "old man," still looked middle-aged. Ellis's dad Isaac had a face straight out of his twenties. The stronger I got, the slower I'd age. Plenty of time to womanize.
I smacked my lips at Liliana's door, then turned. Nam Da-eun lay on the sofa, legs spread wide. White cum leaked from the slit between her thighs. Staring at the lewd sight, I spoke.
"...Da-eun. Wake up. Can't sleep here."
I carried the sleeping Nam Da-eun to my bed and pulled her into a spooning embrace. She'd wanted to sleep together, so this would do.
"Mmm... Ho-yeon. Da-hee..."
"Yeah. Night now."
Monday had short classes. Tuesday, off to France. Needed to spend time with the other heroines before leaving. Busy day ahead.
Hand on the beaming, dream-smiling Nam Da-eun's breast, my consciousness soon faded.