I Moved My Hips to an Uncontrollable Instinct
It was a downpour as if someone had punched a hole straight through the sky.
We were soaked to the bone, of course. Areum was dead drunk and completely out of it, and the thick raindrops made it impossible to see even an inch ahead.
I rummaged through every one of that bitch Areum’s pockets until I found the car keys, then basically crumpled her into the back seat and climbed into the driver’s seat myself.
“Haa… this is fucking shitty.”
“Ugh… sob, heeing….”
Rainwater had already soaked through to my underwear, making this godawful situation even more unbearable. The soft whimpers coming from Areum in the back only made my mood worse.
“Hey, you okay? And is there a towel in the car?”
“Heeing, you bastard! I’m telling Mom and Dad, hic! Everything!”
“Aigoo… if you’re gonna get drunk, at least get drunk properly. Haa…”
The fact that she wasn’t calling for my parents was a small mercy, and I let out a sigh at the thought. First things first, I started the engine and cranked the heater.
“It’s fucking freezing… of all days for this to happen.”
The sudden drop in temperature, the unexpected torrential rain, and the two of us looking like drowned rats.
“Hey, so is there a towel or not?”
“Hic… heeing…”
“…Fine. Just sleep, then. Sleep.”
If we stayed like this, both of us were definitely going to get sick. On top of that, even driving straight home would take about an hour—and with rain this heavy, two hours would be optimistic.
“Hey, I’m telling you this now… we’re just going somewhere to rest. If you start spouting any bullshit later, you’re fucking dead. Got it?”
“Hic… ugh! Hnngh…”
“That counts as an answer, right? Then we’re going to the nearest place.”
“Ugh…”
Hearing something that vaguely resembled a reply, I relaxed a little and turned the wheel toward a nearby motel.
Ding-dong— click.
“Hey! Hey! Snap out of it already. Hey!”
“Heeing…”
I was still carrying that bitch Areum, who was completely wasted and out of her mind. The second the door opened I made a beeline for the bed.
Thud—
“Fuu… you pig of a woman.”
“Hnngh…”
She squirmed and curled up like a shrimp. I watched her pitiful state for a moment, then started stripping off my own soaked clothes.
“Ugh… this is so fucking clammy.”
Every waterlogged piece of clothing twisted and clung as I peeled it off, annoying the hell out of me. The pure disgust of yanking off a thoroughly soaked pair of underwear and socks was something words couldn’t even begin to capture.
“…At least it feels a little better once they’re off.”
I grabbed a towel and dried my wet hair and body. As my skin gradually turned soft and dry, the unpleasant feeling started to fade.
“Ugh, but… how the hell am I supposed to get these off her?”
Areum was just as soaked as I was, still wearing a skirt that clung tightly to her ass and a light, fluttery blouse. I started with the easy part—her socks—grabbing them and yanking them off with a long pull, then balling them up and tossing them onto the pile of my own clothes.
Splat—
The waterlogged socks made a surprisingly heavy sound as they hit. Next was the skirt. The zipper was so tight it refused to budge no matter how badly I wanted it off.
“Ugh, hic! Damn it, fuck!”
Ziiip—
The zipper finally started inching downward. Peeling the skirt—practically fused to her body—down her legs was no easy feat either. Especially dragging it out from under her ass; that alone felt like it drained every last drop of my energy.
“This… this fucking… I’m definitely ripping this thing… what kind of skirt is this, haa…”
Splat—
I irritably flung the skirt aside and started undoing the buttons on her blouse. The difficulty was way lower than the skirt, but there were so goddamn many buttons that my head was starting to heat up.
“Haa… I’m throwing this out too… no question…”
Splat—
Now Areum was left in just her underwear top and bottom, with black stockings still on over her panties.
Gulp—
“Park Areum, you fucking bitch… you really are hot as hell.”
Maybe that was only natural. There was no way White Rabbit—the undisputed top-tier streamer on Sextagram—would look anything less than perfect.
The underwear she had on was the most ordinary cotton design imaginable. The same common bra and panty set I’d seen countless times at home—nothing more, nothing less.
But the things reflected in my eyes right now felt qualitatively different from anything I’d seen before. The bra that barely contained her huge tits, the panties being swallowed up by her plump outer lips, the pale, creamy skin faintly visible through those tight-looking black stockings—all of it kept making my balls twitch.
I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth, grabbed a fresh towel, and started drying Areum’s rain-soaked body.
“Hey. Hey. You asleep? Are you asleep? I’m asking if you’re asleep.”
“Ugh…”
“You awake? You up?”
“H-hnngh.”
“…Gulp.”
Areum’s body flinched every time the towel touched her, but all that came out were faint moans. Her eyes never opened.
“Hey, I’m spreading your legs. Just so I can dry you off, so don’t start freaking out later.”
“Haaa…”
Between her legs, spread almost obscenely wide, a truly spectacular sight was unfolding—and those sexy stockings were actually getting in the way now.
“Hey… the stockings are wet too, so I’m taking them off. Got it?”
As if hypnotized, I grabbed the damp, waterlogged stockings and pulled them down. Water dripped heavily with every tug. I carefully lifted her heavy ass just enough to free the fabric from between her cheeks.
“…Now the rest.”
My fingertips trembled as the stockings rolled down. My heart pounded wildly for a moment—then the sight of her wet panties digging into her soft flesh made it feel like my heart had stopped completely.
“F-fuck…”
Because of that, a soft pink slit was peeking out. What had only been a suspicion until now was confirmed: Areum’s pussy really was a pretty color.
I couldn’t hold back my curiosity. Almost on instinct, I reached between her thighs. I stretched out my index finger and slowly, very slowly, pressed it against that pale pink flesh.
“Waaah…”
All I could do was marvel. How could a human body feel this soft? Completely different in shape and texture from her breasts, it left me stunned as I sat there blankly fondling her pussy lips.
Then, wanting to see with my own two eyes the mysterious place she had never once allowed me to look at, I started to pull her panties aside.
“H-hic! Ahng!”
“Ah!”
Areum’s sudden lewd moan froze me solid. If she opened her eyes right now, what excuse was I supposed to give? But my brain had already locked up; nothing came to mind.
“Hnngh…”
Thankfully, her wide-open legs simply closed back to their original position and stopped moving. I couldn’t control my racing heart as I rubbed my chest.
“Fuu… hey, P-Park Areum. Hey, you awake?”
I called her name again just to check.
“If you sleep like that you’ll catch a cold… that’s why I’m undressing you like this, so don’t get any fucking weird ideas…”
Sliiiide—
With a natural motion I finished peeling the stockings off her ankles. Then, putting on an expression like nothing had happened, I unhooked the bra hanging in front of her.
The cups fell open to either side, her heavy breasts spreading outward under their own weight, and the pretty nipples standing up in the middle made my vision swim. Those erect nipples looked like buttons. They flaunted their presence as if begging to be pressed, so I simply couldn’t walk past them.
Slick— slaaack—
In the soft sound of skin against skin, the nipples under my fingers began to struggle with little tick-tick sounds. They gradually hardened, giving me a small thrill.
“Hnn…”
Whenever I pinched and lightly twisted a nipple, Areum let out a nasal moan and twisted her body.
“Ssuuup… chomp… ssooop, chomp chomp…”
Naturally, I took a nipple into my mouth.
“Lick, lick… ssuuup, chomp chomp chomp…”
The texture of the nipple catching on the tip of my tongue held a strange eroticism of its own. Feeling it harden just like it had under my fingers made my heart pound for some reason.
Thud—
I shifted into a more comfortable position and lay down beside Areum. Today had been exhausting in every way. I’d sat in the passenger seat catering to her whims, gotten thoroughly beaten by rain pouring down like spears, and then dragged the completely wasted Areum all the way to this room.
Squeeze squeeze squeeze—
So touching her body like this, sucking on her, playing with her—this was purely compensation for my labor. I told myself it was absolutely not about satisfying my own selfish or filthy desires.
“…Chomp, ssuuup.”
“H-hnngh…”
The sweet milky scent lingering in my mouth, the nipple that sat somewhere between soft and hard against my tongue, and Areum’s nasal moans echoing through the quiet room—I was drunk on all of it and couldn’t stop moving my tongue.
“Ssuuuup, chomp, chomp chomp… ssuuup.”
Just yesterday I’d left bite marks on her bra and sucked hard enough to leave my traces thickly behind, so her chest was still covered in my marks. Avoiding those, I began leaving new ones on her pale skin.
“Hah…”
My body, which had been cold from the rain, was now radiating a mild fever. My head throbbed, and my vision blurred as if fog had filled the air in front of my eyes.
“Ssuuuup, chomp, chomp chomp… ssuuup.”
Areum’s body was no different from mine. Her skin was more than warm—it was hot. I rested my hand on her and slowly traced the curves of her body.
I kneaded the mountain-high breasts, once again imprinting the feel of those prominent nipples into my palm. Then I slowly descended that steep mountain range.
“H-hnngh!”
“Ah…”
The moment my palm reached her stomach, Areum reacted again. Just like before, she curled up tightly, turning her back to me and settling into a shrimp-like sleeping position.
“…Hey, if you’re awake, don’t go back to sleep—go wash up.”
I tried speaking casually.
“Hmm…”
“Park Areum, you not getting up?”
No answer came back, so my body slowly drew closer to hers.
“I’m only doing this because I don’t want you to get cold. Got it?”
I lifted one arm and brought my hand to her ass.
“Your panties are completely soaked too. So I’m taking them off the rest of the way. Okay?”
My fingers dug into her ass and hooked the panty string around a knuckle.
Sliiiide—
The panties slid smoothly down to her thighs before catching on something and stopping.
“Ah, fuck…”
The other side of the panty string, trapped under her body, refused to come free. I had no choice but to reach underneath again and carefully pull the panties down. Afraid she might wake, my touch grew even more cautious.
“Hnn…”
Sure enough, she let out another moan and flinched. This time her body seemed to shift backward, the distance between us steadily shrinking.
“Haa…”
And then my already-hard cock pressed against Areum’s ass. Given the structure of the human body, it was truly unavoidable—my cock slipped into the cleft of her ass and nestled right between those cheeks.
Wrapped in that hot flesh, I moved my hips to an uncontrollable instinct.