Eat, Touch, Wait (Eunsu, Eunjeong)
…What the hell is this. Compared to Taeseok, this is completely baby-level. I… was hooked on a guy like this for a while?
Dohyeon’s movements were exaggerated. Every thrust of his hips—pulling out and slamming back in—was oversized, as if he were showing off. But the depth was shallow, and there was none of the fullness that packed her completely. Instead she felt hollow. She missed the sensation of her walls being forced open until they felt ready to tear, the tight, stuffed pressure when Taeseok entered her.
Yet this relationship was not about pleasure. It was about mutual understanding and mutual profit. She needed to play along with his mood. After all, there were still things she could get out of him.
“Haaah…! Yeah… Dohyeon… it feels… so good…”
She deliberately sweetened her voice, acting it out, and gently wrapped her arms around his back.
Fucking bitch… she’s loving this. Well… with me pounding her like this… no woman could hate it.
The reaction only excited Dohyeon further; he started slamming his hips like a madman.
“Yeah? You like it that much? How the hell did you hold out thinking about me all this time? Tonight… I’m gonna send you all the way.”
She moved her hips just enough to match his rhythm and let out measured moans.
“Aaang~ Aaang~”
The sounds were filthy, but there was not a shred of sincerity in them. She closed her eyes and pictured Taeseok’s body. The depth that felt as if he completely owned her. The pleasure that exploded from that depth. Just thinking about it made her pussy twitch and itch. Strength gathered in her inner thighs. Still, Eunsu pulled Dohyeon’s neck close and pressed her lips to his ear, whispering even more stickily to hide her true feelings.
“Harder… Dohyeon… I’m… about to come completely…”
Her ass slapped against his pelvis, making lewd wet sounds. Completely worked up by the sight, Dohyeon fucked her even rougher.
“Fuck… Eunsu noona… you’re seriously crazy… Your tightness feels different too? Way better than the young girls I’ve been meeting lately.”
He spat the words roughly while greedily running his hands over her body, as if she already belonged to him. His touch was arrogant, and his assessment just as blunt.
Son of a bitch… comparing me to other women while he’s inside me?
Eunsu’s brows furrowed for the briefest second. But she swallowed the emotion at once. There was nothing to gain by spoiling his mood now. She forced a smile and rolled her hips more smoothly. His hands only grew rougher in response.
“…Noona… your body is seriously insane.”
Her breasts were far larger and springier than before. Her waist had cinched in tighter; her ass and thighs looked even more delectable. When his fingers dug hard into her inner thigh, the firm flesh overflowed between them. Everything about her delighted his eyes. This was no longer the woman he used to know.
“Wow… seriously… totally different from before. This bounce… this softness… how the hell did you change like this?”
Dohyeon marveled and drove his hips harder. Every time his cock roughly churned inside Eunsu, he pushed her with the same showy, exaggerated motions, as if bragging about his own body.
Eunsu kept her eyes closed and swallowed a sigh.
…Just finish already.
Her body trembled in time with Dohyeon’s thrusts, but her mind had already gone to Taeseok.
As dinner time approached, Eunjeong stood in front of the mirror. She examined her body slowly, very slowly. Her breasts sat higher than yesterday; her waistline had grown even more slender. Ever since Taeseok had begun touching her, her body changed a little every day.
Today, too, she took out the outfit she had specially prepared for him. A thin silk slip dress. The exact same one she had worn the day she first called him down from that cramped rooftop room.
This dress… he liked it then. Will he like it again today?
She slipped the dress on. The thin shoulder straps rested precariously on her shoulders. Beneath the sheer silk, the outline of her nipples showed faintly.
I should buy some other sexy clothes too. For Taeseok…
Clothes she never would have worn before. Clothes she used to think were too slutty, too blatant. Now she was standing in this one and already imagining herself in something even more revealing for him. Her entire daily life now revolved around pleasing Taeseok. Making sure he never lost interest in her. That mattered more than anything.
I can’t stop him from sleeping with Eunsu… but if I do this, at least…
Thinking that, she loosened the slip’s straps just a little more. She checked her body one last time and smiled softly.
Even while she set the dinner table in the kitchen, Eunjeong’s thoughts stayed on Taeseok. She was already preparing herself to melt naturally into his arms the moment he walked in. Ready to offer her body whenever, wherever, however he wanted.
Taeseok… want me again today. Fuck me…
She repeated the words inside her head as she placed one warm dish after another on the table. Her body was already heating gently just from waiting for him.
When evening arrived, Taeseok came down to the first floor. He had no particular appetite, but he could not ignore the care Eunjeong put into preparing dinner for him every night. And the deep pleasure her body gave him was something even he had no reason to refuse. Lately her figure had grown noticeably more beautiful. Separate from that change, the way she dressed up prettily and waited for him every single day stirred fresh anticipation in him each time.
The moment he opened the front door and stepped into the kitchen, her sensual silhouette stole his breath. She was wearing the same sheer slip she had worn when she first called him down from the rooftop room, yet her body was completely different now. Back then it had simply been sexy; now it carried a refined, luxurious voluptuousness. Only then did Taeseok realize the same dress could feel so different. It was clearly the same person, yet in another sense she was an entirely different woman.
Eunjeong turned and looked at him.
“Taeseok… you’re home?”
She smiled softly, walked over, and melted into his arms as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Her full breasts sank against his chest, transferring their warm, soft weight. Taeseok pulled her close affectionately and stroked her back with one hand. The heat of her skin through the slip stirred him.
“You dressed up pretty again today.”
When he whispered the words low, Eunjeong buried her face deeper into his chest and laughed quietly.
“I thought you’d like it… If there’s any look you want, just tell me.”
Her voice was gentle, yet the longing hidden inside it came through to Taeseok with perfect clarity.
Eunjeong sat pressed almost completely against Taeseok’s side. The outer curve of her thigh was flush against his; the hem of the thin silk slip had spilled over his pants like a single shared shadow. Even while he scooped soup with the spoon in his right hand, his left hand casually kneaded her thigh inside the slip. Every time his fingertips slowly traced the outline of her pussy over her panties, her pelvis gave a tiny jolt as if brushed by electricity. The grains of rice on his spoon trembled slightly.
“…Mmnh.”
Eunjeong swallowed a soft breath and carefully placed one of his favorite side dishes onto his spoon. Her hand was shaking a little, but she kept a carefully calm smile on her face. Beneath that smile, however, the flush creeping all the way to her ears could not be hidden.
“Can’t you keep your hand still for a bit?”
Her voice drifted somewhere between a plea and a protest.
“Why?”
“I worked really hard on this meal. I want you to eat a lot.”
“I am… eating it deliciously…”
“But you keep touching me… so I start wanting to jump you.”
Taeseok took a big mouthful of rice and whispered low against her ear.
“You can jump me…”
“Feeding you is important to me too.”
“I’d rather eat our Eunjeong faster than the food.”
Eunjeong’s face pinked; she brought another side dish to his mouth.
“Still… eat first… Once you’re done… you can… do whatever you want with me.”
But Taeseok’s fingers slipped inside her panties and stroked her soft, hot flesh directly.
“Haaang~ baby…”
His middle finger parted her entrance and spread the already overflowing juices evenly. Eunjeong opened her legs a little to accept his hand while, at the same time, she added more side dishes to his rice bowl. The way she surrendered to pleasure yet still performed everyday care only made her look more lewd. Perhaps trying to rein in her excitement even a little, she changed the subject.
“I told you last time, right? The second floor is rented… They’re moving in this week.”
Eunjeong’s voice strained to stay steady, but the moment Taeseok’s finger lightly pressed her clit, the end of her sentence wavered.
“Yeah? You said two college girls, right?”
Taeseok casually took another bite of rice and slid his finger a little deeper inside her. Eunjeong’s hips gave a small shudder.
“Mm… so I’m a little worried.”
“About what?”
“I don’t know… I just hope… they’re not pretty.”
As she spoke she rocked her hips gently forward and back. Taeseok drew soft circles over her clit with his thumb and laughed low.
“Idiot… no matter how pretty they are, they won’t beat Eunjeong.”
“Tch… Then what about Eunsu… Did you fuck her because she’s prettier than me?”
Eunjeong ducked her head as if embarrassed, yet her ass kept making tiny motions against his fingers. Taeseok pushed a second finger into her pussy and spoke right against her ear.
“If you put it that way I don’t know what to say…”
“I’m not complaining. Do whatever you want. Just… don’t throw me away completely.”
Taeseok slowly stirred inside her and chuckled.
“You’re the idiot. I’d never do that.”
The instant his fingers found her most sensitive spot, Eunjeong swallowed a small moan and answered.
“Hnnngh~♡ You never know…”
Her thighs trembled; under the table her juices soaked Taeseok’s hand thoroughly. He lifted Eunjeong onto his lap. Her thin slip dress was already hiked up to her waist; her full breasts filled his hand. With his other hand he tilted her chin up and kissed her deep and hard. His tongue roughly explored her mouth; saliva wet their lips and trickled down. His free hand greedily kneaded her breast. Eunjeong shook on his lap, panting.
“Mmm… haa… Taeseok…”
Her ass felt the hard length beneath her and gave little rolling motions as if deliberately teasing it.
“You finished eating?”
“Yeah… now… I’m gonna eat you.”
“Hnn… I hope I taste good.”
“I haven’t found a woman who tastes better than you yet.”
At those words Eunjeong melted completely into his arms, offering her sensual body without reservation.
“Ha… that… feels so good to hear.”
She kissed his neck and wrapped her hand around his cock.
Then—
Click.
The front door opened. Eunsu walked in.
