Chapter 25
Just as Han Yaseong was fidgeting anxiously, Choi Yujin-senior suddenly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, smiling through them.
"God, really... I've never felt so touched before..."
She'd been crying, but now she was laughing. Han Yaseong was utterly baffled. He couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening. The one thing he knew for sure was that Choi Yujin-senior, laughing through her tears, was breathtakingly beautiful.
He'd never seen anyone so captivating. No, she'd always been pretty, but this beauty surpassed it all. Before, it had been a sexual allure that dominated, but now it was pure, innocent charm taking center stage. This side of her was something entirely new.
First her tears on the balcony, and now this mix of laughter and sobs—it made his heart skip another beat.
"Whew, I surrender."
Choi Yujin decided to drop the teasing game. She released his throbbing erection from her hand and rose onto her knees. Then, grabbing the hem of her tank top with both hands, she yanked it up and off in one swift motion.
Her bra came into view, barely containing the generous swell of her breasts. But she wasn't done. She unbuttoned her shorts, unzipped them, and slid them off. A flash of red panties appeared.
Choi Yujin lifted her knees to kick the shorts aside. Han Yaseong just stared, dumbfounded. The situation had flipped again. Caught off guard by the constant twists, he was completely lost.
She crawled toward him on her knees, smiling prettily. "I surrender, you naughty boy."
"Huh?"
"You want to do it with me... and I want to do it with you."
Her eyes full of affection, she cupped his head with both hands, leaned down, and pressed her lips softly to his. The moment her moist lips touched his, Han Yaseong's eyes fluttered shut in instinctive surprise.
Her lips were incredibly soft and sweet. Just being sucked on was stimulating enough, but her kiss melted him from the inside out, draining all strength from his body. It was so intoxicating that his erection wilted in seconds.
"Haa... haaah..."
Her breath slipped between their parted lips. Her tongue darted in, teasing and sucking at his lips with wet smacks. Han Yaseong's tongue met hers eagerly, sucking back at her lips in return.
Gradually, they explored each other's lips and tongues. This was a lover's kiss, no doubt. For this moment, at least, they were lovers.
Smack...
After a long, sensual exchange of tongues and lips, they finally pulled apart and gazed at each other. Choi Yujin knelt tall on the bed, looking down; Han Yaseong looked up from below, like a baby bird staring at its mother. It was so adorable that her lust surged.
She wanted to reward this cute boy right away. Reaching back, she unhooked her bra with a snap.
The bra loosened, revealing much more of her ample breasts. Han Yaseong knew exactly what that meant and swallowed hard.
Choi Yujin was about to show him her breasts. Sure enough, she slipped the bra off her arms entirely.
At last, her large, beautiful breasts were fully exposed before his eyes.
"......"
Han Yaseong was speechless. He just stared blankly at her chest. They were impressively big and perfect. Even the slightest movement made them jiggle enticingly.
His erection surged back to life, standing tall once more. They were prettier than any porn star's he'd seen. And those pink nipples at the center of her full mounds only fueled his excitement, as if begging to be sucked.
Choi Yujin smiled at his entranced gaze. She'd overwhelmed the innocent boy with too much stimulation. She was confident in her breasts and ass—and she knew her tits could drive men wild. Showing him her ass later might just break her virgin junior.
She shook her breasts lightly right in front of his face. Jiggle, jiggle... They swayed side to side. His eyes followed frantically.
It was so funny she burst out laughing and pulled his face into her chest.
"Ahaha, you're hilarious...! So cute!"
With his face buried in Choi Yujin-senior's breasts, Han Yaseong was going mad. They were so soft and plush, smothering him—he wanted to grab and suck them desperately. But he couldn't bring himself to, so he trembled, holding back.
Choi Yujin laughed at his helpless state in her bosom, then pulled away. Her massive breasts loomed before him again.
"What're you doing?"
"Huh?"
"You gonna do nothing?"
"Then..."
"Right now, they're yours."
Han Yaseong caught her warm smile. She looked almost saintly, her eyes brimming with the promise of giving him everything. He hesitated, unable to fully believe she was offering her breasts to him.
Pouting playfully, she feigned anger. "If you don't want 'em, fine."
"N-no!"
He lunged forward, wrapping his arms around her waist to stop her retreat. Holding her close, her huge breasts inches from his nose, he licked his lips and looked up at her face.
"C-can I... really?"
"I said yes. Don't you want to? Are my tits not pretty enough?"
"N-no, they're amazingly pretty."
"They look even prettier like this, right?"
She shook them in his face—smack, smack—her heavy breasts slapping his cheeks mercilessly. He couldn't think straight amid the playful assault. He even started laughing.
She widened her eyes at him. "Why're you laughing?"
"I just... didn't expect to get slapped by senior's tits... haha..."
"Yeah? I didn't expect to slap your face with 'em either, kiddo."
She laughed too, pulling him tighter. He sat on the bed with his butt planted, she knelt before him, and they hugged fiercely.
Han Yaseong inhaled the intoxicating scent of her breasts wafting into his nose and smacked his lips.
"C-can I really... suck them?"
"Yeah. Today, do whatever you want."
Choi Yujin's heart pounded too. Soon, her breasts and nipples would be in his mouth, sucked by a first-year boy. The thought sent tingles straight to her ass.
Han Yaseong hesitated no longer. He opened wide and engulfed one full breast in his mouth.
Slurp...
"Haah!"
Choi Yujin arched her back like a bow as her breast and nipple were sucked deep into his hot mouth. The stimulation was overwhelming.
Holding her waist, Han Yaseong suckled voraciously. Slurp, slurp—the lewd sounds echoed through the room.
She felt like she was losing her mind. "Ahh, easy... aang..."
Her breast and nipple melted in his mouth. She clutched his head, moaning uncontrollably. For an innocent guy, he sucked tits like a pro. Her pussy was leaking nonstop.
Han Yaseong devoured her breast greedily. One wasn't enough—he switched to the other, slurping away.
Her breasts glistened with his saliva in no time. Smack, smack...
"Mmm, I'm dying... stop now..."
The nipple stimulation was too intense; she twisted her hips. She wanted to escape, but his arms locked her waist tight. She shook her head, bucking her ass instead.
Her soaked panties dripped love juices onto his raging erection below.
Now with some leisure, Han Yaseong savored her tits, sucking one, admiring it, then the other—inspecting his handiwork up close. Smack... smack... Her small nipple popped from his mouth, jiggling with the heavy breast.
He could suck these all day and never tire. When he kept alternating without mercy, she finally begged.
"Enough already... please?"
Seeing her struggle, he reluctantly released her breast. Exhausted, she slumped onto his thigh like a baby.
"Whew, you... were you possessed by the ghost of a starving tit-sucker?"
"S-sorry. Was I too rough?"
"No... ha... I thought I was gonna die. Felt like my tits were melting away in your mouth."
She glanced down to check. Her areolas were flushed red from the intense sucking, and the breasts bore a mosaic of red marks everywhere.