The Taste of Obsession
My hand snaked up Ki Yeoeun’s thigh, pushing beneath the hem of her skirt until I felt the fabric of her panties. I slid my fingers inside, gripping her firm, supple ass.
“Haa-ah… something… something is coming out of my jaji… Haa-ah— Haang♡”
Yeoeun couldn’t even finish her sentence. She shuddered violently, her body trembling as she ejaculated, her jaji still buried deep within my mouth.
A thick, potent stream of semen flooded my throat.
The viscous, sticky fluid coated my mouth, its raw, salty, and lewd scent filling my nasal passages. It was incredible. It had been a while since I’d tasted such high-quality jot-mul, and the sheer volume was staggering.
Yeoeun’s hidden reserves must have been overflowing. She’d been in heat since this morning, and it seemed she’d spent the day brewing up quite a lot.
“Kuh-hup—!”
The semen that couldn’t fit in my mouth burst out, spilling over my lips. Hearing me choke, Yeoeun—who had been lost in the bliss of her climax—mistook my reaction for distress and hurriedly pulled her jaji from my mouth.
Splurt! Splurt!
She wasn’t done yet. Her still-erect jaji continued to spray, painting my face with her essence. The warm, thick fluid dripped down my skin.
Having my mouth full of it while my face was drenched in the scent… I felt like I was losing my mind from the sheer eroticism of it all.♡
“Oh… what do I do? I’m sorry. I’ll go get some tissues. Or should I rinse your mouth first? Wa, water…”
Yeoeun started to panic, backing away. I grabbed her hips and pulled her back toward me, pressing her semen-slicked jaji against my face.
“It’s okay, don’t go.”
I wanted to tell her how much I loved this, but I realized it was hard to speak with my mouth full. Every time I tried, I ended up gargling her semen. I didn’t hate it, but it made communication difficult.
I looked at Yeoeun, opened my mouth to show her the semen I’d caught, and swallowed it all in one gulp.
“I love this, Yeoeun. It’s delicious.♡”
“What?”
Yeoeun stared at me in shock as I licked the remaining fluid off my face with my tongue.
“This is called jot-mul. It’s the water that comes out of a jaji. Heu-eup—♡”
“Is the jot-mul from my jaji… delicious?”
“Hmm… it probably doesn’t taste good to you yet. It’s a flavor you only learn to appreciate once you know what you’re doing.”
I warned her, just in case she tried to taste it out of curiosity and felt repulsed. Truth be told, if you only judge by the palate, semen is just salty and bland. I hadn’t found it delicious from the start, either.
It was only after I grew to love sucking jaji—accidentally swallowing, or frantically licking and sucking to re-erect a jaji I’d just used—that I became accustomed to the saltiness and eventually opened my eyes to that lewd, addictive flavor. It was like Pavlov’s dog; I’d tasted it during sex so many times that now, the mere sight of it made me lose my mind.
“Yeoeun, your jaji has gone soft.”
I tapped her now-limp jaji with my finger, and it swayed cutely.
“Oh… it really has!?”
Yeoeun looked relieved, as if she’d been saved. But the real show was just beginning. I put on a serious expression and spoke.
“By tomorrow morning, your jaji will have returned to being a clitoris.”
“Really? Thank you so much, Unnie.”
“However, Yeoeun.”
“Yes?”
“If, by any chance, you find that you want the jaji back… it will grow again.”
That was the truth. I’d made sure of it. I was a woman who couldn’t live without a jaji, so I’d forced one onto her, but there was no guarantee she’d actually like it. It could easily become an inconvenient, bothersome growth that hindered her daily life.
So, I’d let her experience the pleasure a jaji could provide first. If she craved that pleasure enough to want it back, I’d make it grow. I didn’t want to force her to live with something she hated. I wasn’t that bad of a woman. But I couldn’t live without a jaji, so I suppose this was my way of compromising with my conscience.
Judging by how Yeoeun had acted from this morning until just now, there was no way she’d ever be able to give it up. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought. Keep it together, Sera. Don’t look too sinister.
“If it grows back, I won’t be able to treat it with my mouth next time.”
“What!?”
That part was a lie. Tomorrow, I was going to put it in my boji.♡ Once she tasted my boji, she’d never want to get rid of her jaji again. She’d become a jaji-girl who couldn’t live without Sera’s hole.♡
“Don’t worry too much. There are other treatment methods… and look at me, I live just fine with a jaji, don’t I?”
While I was busy thinking about Yeoeun, my own jaji had gone soft.
“Unnie, your jaji went soft even though you didn’t use any saliva. And you didn’t even ejaculate.”
Our sweet Yeoeun. She’d been so excited, shaking her hips and trembling with pleasure, ejaculating all over the place, yet she still thought I’d used saliva to ejaculate and go soft. How cute. She’d find out the truth tomorrow. Should I tell her now? No. A little lie like this wouldn’t break her trust in me. If she got sulky tomorrow, I’d just tell her I’d made up the saliva excuse to keep her calm.
“That’s just because I’m used to having a jaji.”
“Isn’t it uncomfortable?”
This was the question I’d been waiting for.
“No. I love having a jaji.”
I hope you love it too, Yeoeun. You will. You’ll grow to love it.
“Hmm… I think… it’s not bad… but it’s also a bit scary… earlier, I really thought I was going to lose my mind. My head went completely blank… I’m just glad you didn’t hate it. I felt so sorry for shoving my jaji into your mouth like that…”
Yeoeun confessed her feelings, her face flushed red.
“But I told you I liked it, didn’t I?”
“Th… that… I liked it too.”
Embarrassed, Yeoeun hurriedly pulled up her skirt and retreated into her room.
“I’m going to wash up.”
While she went to grab her underwear and shower, I headed to my own room. Thinking of the jaji I’d just tasted and the jot-mul I’d swallowed, I stroked myself to an erection. My boji was soaking wet, but masturbating with it would only leave me more frustrated. Tomorrow, I was going to fuck Yeoeun’s jaji until she couldn’t stand. She was going to fill the void in my boji that had been lonely for so long.♡
“Haa-ah, fuck—♡”
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
It was the first time I’d tasted jaji since coming to this world, and the thought that my tightly closed boji would finally be opened by Yeoeun’s jaji tomorrow made me so excited that my jaji erupted with more force than ever before.
Unlike usual, Yeoeun was showering in cold water. Her heart wouldn’t stop pounding, sending hot blood rushing through her body, and she needed to cool down.
‘Should I not have run away…’
It was earlier than usual for a shower. She’d essentially fled to the bathroom out of sheer embarrassment.
‘It felt so good…’
She touched the jaji that Sera Unnie had been licking and sucking just moments ago. It was visibly smaller now. It was returning to its original form, just as Unnie had said.
Was she a pervert for finding the sight of Unnie licking her jaji so erotic? It was supposed to be a simple medical procedure. Was it her imagination, or had she seen a flicker of ecstasy in Unnie’s expression?
That expression had seduced her. Sera Unnie, mouth agape, face covered in semen. The urge to shove her tongue into that mouth—the mouth that held her own traces—had been overwhelming. But she’d been too ashamed of her own lewd behavior to act on it. Shaking her hips to shove her jaji into Unnie’s mouth while she was trying to treat her? She’d truly lost her mind.
It wasn’t just self-reproach; it was the truth. The sensation of Unnie’s warm mouth enveloping her jaji was a level of pleasure she’d never felt in her entire life. She had truly lost her mind. She couldn’t think of anything but the pleasure radiating from her jaji. She’d been nothing but a beast in heat, a bitch rubbing her genitals against her master. That was what she had been.
That was why she’d run away to the shower.
And yet, Unnie had accepted all of it. Without a single look of disgust. If anything, her claim that she’d enjoyed it seemed entirely sincere.
As she cooled her head under the cold water, she thought:
‘That’s not something you can do unless you’re in love, is it? Unnie definitely sees me as a woman.’
At that thought, her heart began to race even faster. Feeling a ticklish sensation, she turned off the shower. As she poured body wash onto her sponge, the white, sticky liquid reminded her of semen, and the memory of the pleasure she’d felt when she ejaculated into Unnie’s mouth came rushing back. The semen that had dripped down Unnie’s face…
“I think I’ve gone crazy…”
Her vulva was already wet. Thinking of Unnie, she brought her hand down to that spot.
“Haa-ah…”
She stifled a moan as she touched herself. As she moved her fingers from bottom to top, she felt her jaji. She felt the blood rushing to it, though it didn’t fully erect.
She hadn’t thought about it earlier because she’d been so out of it, but clitorises also become erect when stimulated, so it was only natural that a jaji would do the same…
Wait. Then Unnie had been sucking her clitoris.
If they weren’t lovers, it would be a shameful and unpleasant act. But she had felt so good her head had gone blank, and Unnie had seemed the same. Thinking about it, she couldn’t just dismiss Unnie’s act of licking her jaji as a simple medical necessity. That didn’t matter to her anymore.
The only thing that mattered was that she and Unnie had shared an act that was only possible between two people whose hearts were connected.