Time to Play
“Haaah…”
With a plain little sigh, Suhee collapsed onto the bed and sprawled out flat.
Her hair was still damp from the shower, fanning across the covers, but she couldn’t be bothered to care.
“I’m exhausted. Totally wiped.”
Every time she drew a deep breath and let it go, the soft swell of her breasts rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Alone in the apartment, she hadn’t bothered with underwear, so her small, pretty nipples pressed visibly through the thin cotton tee, making no secret of themselves.
She had finished the move, roughly put the place in order, showered, and now lay staring blankly at the ceiling.
School she had left behind after third year, using employment as her excuse. A family acquaintance—whether through school ties or blood, she wasn’t entirely sure—had said there was an opening at their company, so she had filed for a Work-Study Waiver.
The room she had found was, of course, close to the office.
“Oh, Mom. Yeah, I’m all done already.”
The moment she took the call from home, Suhee bounced upright on the bed as if spring-loaded. The weariness from a moment ago had vanished; her whole face was lit with a bright, giddy smile.
“Nice. Go out and play a little, huh?”
Truth be told, Suhee’s family was not the kind that struggled for money. Even the officetel she had lived in as a student had been the sort of place kids from well-off homes rented. While most university students made do with a single room, hers had come with a kitchen and even a small walk-in closet.
Anyway, the call from home had been simple enough: she could start work whenever she liked, so she ought to rest and enjoy herself for a while first.
Suhee had no reason to refuse.
“Ugh… I really have been living at full throttle, haven’t I?”
Most of that busyness had been sex, but looked at another way, that had been a kind of labor too. The only reason she had stayed in one piece while taking on so many men was that she had kept up with her workouts; an ordinary body would have collapsed into fever and exhaustion long ago.
“Mmm… still, though… nh—”
Imagining the touch of all those men, Suhee slowly sank back down. The body that had sprung up, excited by her mother’s invitation to play, now eased itself onto the mattress again. Her long, beautiful eyes—thin double lids beneath long lashes—drifted shut as her breathing grew uneven.
The nipples that had only hinted at their presence under the thin T-shirt suddenly felt far more pronounced.
“Hah…”
She exhaled in that hot, sticky way she used when she was seducing a man, letting her long hair spill loose across the bed once more. At the same time her long fingers closed lightly around one breast and began to rub it, slow and gentle, like a massage.
“Nnh…”
Eyes still closed, she took her time summoning the men one by one. Woncheol. Assistant Lee. Professor Choi. Trainers, photographers, and countless others besides. Even Sucheol’s practiced hands.
The lewd, filthy memories carved into her body seemed to conjure whole illusions around her.
“Ah—mmph.”
Through the thin T-shirt she pinched a nipple and rolled it. It was her most sensitive spot. The soft pink buds were hidden by fabric, but they answered her fingers with perfect obedience.
She imagined the men touching her. Thick, hot hands mauling her breasts. Her breath came faster. The nipples hardening under her fingertips only sharpened the stimulation.
“Aahng…”
Her left hand kept kneading her breast while her right slid slowly downward. She was wearing the light shorts she kept for home—the kind people called dolphin shorts—and hers were especially thin. Without underwear they clung to her, outlining the plump, pretty shape of her pussy in full. And when she got this worked up this fast…
“Haa… already?”
She could feel the slick she had spilled without meaning to leaving a mark on the thin fabric. The cloth was soaking into the soft folds of her pretty cunt.
One of Suhee’s long, slender fingers—her middle finger—pressed firmly into the most sensitive place.
“Aaang.”
A thoroughly coquettish moan burst from between her lips. The hands rubbing her nipple and her pussy were unmistakably her own, but in her head she was already being used by several men at once. Men who knew every inch of her body. Men who knew exactly how to touch her to make her wild, to make her drip.
Thick hands and heavy cocks crowded the room of her imagination. And those eyes—eyes dripping with hunger. Suhee liked their hands on her, but she liked those eyes even more. Eyes frantic with wanting her. Eyes that raked over her body while their cocks stood stiff and filthy.
“Haahk… ah…”
Picturing those looks and those hands, she rubbed her pussy harder through the shorts. The worthless scrap of cloth grew wetter by the second, winding deliciously around her fingers—damp, slippery, sticky. Beneath the thin fabric her clit had begun to stand out; she circled it gently with the tip of her middle finger.
“Hhp—hhuup…”
She coated her hand in the wetness pouring out of her and kept turning, turning, at a pace that felt perfect. At the same time her nipples rose as if by magic. The clean body she had just washed was already sheened with fresh sweat, but she paid it no mind. She only sank deeper into the pleasure.
She pinched a nipple harder and worked her clit more roughly.
“Haahk.”
Already her breath was thick with want. In her fantasy a crowd of men had their cocks out, stroking themselves as they looked down at her. Suhee twisted her body like a tease, wearing an obscenely lewd expression, as if she really were nothing more than their jack-off material.
Her fingers slipped naturally inside the shorts and began to stroke between folds that were now completely soaked.
—schlick
As always, the sticky, plentiful juices from her cunt wound around her fingers. She pushed the slick digits between her smooth pussy lips—or rather, they seemed to sink in of their own accord.
“Haaang, aaang… more…”
Her other hand was already under her shirt, mauling a nipple hard. The thought of so many men watching her filthy little show made it impossible to hold back. Men with heavy cocks standing straight up, shaking them, using the sight of her masturbating as fuel.
Suhee’s breathing grew shorter; her fingers grew bolder. A body already steeped in every kind of exhibition play answered that lewd fantasy even faster.
—schlick schlick schlick
Her long white fingers pushed through the thin, pretty petals of her cunt and stirred inside with wet, dirty sounds. When they came back out they were already thick with her juices. The more diligently they worked her pretty pussy, the more the slick she spilled clung and gathered.
—schlick schlick schlick
“Hnnng, ang, ah, aaa, aaang.”
Making those filthy noises, her fingers drove deeper. They were nowhere near as thick as a cock, but they scraped roughly at the deepest place, at her G-spot, without rest.
“Haahk!”
It was nothing like the men’s tongues gently licking her nipples, but she squeezed just as hard. The fierce pleasure at the tips of her breasts raced down her slim waist and set her pelvis trembling. The harder both hands worked, the faster her supple waist bucked.
“Aheuk, nnh, nnh, euung. Aaaah.”
—schlick schlick schlick
So aroused that white cream clung to her fingers, Suhee snapped her hips upward.
—schlick schlick schlick
The thin shorts had already slid down around one ankle; her T-shirt was rucked all the way up, bare pale heavy breasts fully exposed. Her arched waist went rigid, and even her neat little toes clenched hard. Her thighs tensed, solid and tight, as she curled inward.
—shhhhhhk
The instant her fingers pulled free, she gushed between her legs as if she had wet herself.
“Hwaaaaaah…”
—schlick
But the look on Suhee’s face as she touched herself was full of something like regret. Fantasy alone was clearly not enough. Neither were her slender fingers. What she missed was the feeling of being pinned so hard by rough male hands that she couldn’t move, then being fucked open on a thick cock. She had climaxed and poured out plenty of slick, but the sense of being filled was missing.
“Haa… nothing I can do about it, I guess.”
In the old days there would have been no shortage of men ready to take her body. Even in the same officetel there had been that PE major who could overwhelm her with pure physique. But this was an entirely new city.
She reached for a dildo, then let her hand fall. Somehow she felt that getting herself off with a toy one more time still wouldn’t fill the emptiness.
“Hoo…”
A long sigh slipped between her red lips as she straightened her clothes. Her nipples were still stiff, announcing themselves through the thin shirt. The scrap of fabric that might have been panties or shorts—already faintly marked with wetness—clung to the curves of her ass and thighs.
Suhee picked up her phone, seemed to think for a moment, then took a thin cardigan and the dildo and stepped out the front door.
—beep
A cheerful chime sounded as the door lock released, and air still faintly cold—spring not quite here yet—wrapped around her whole body. She hadn’t fastened the front of the cardigan, so her jutting nipples remained plainly visible.
In the officetel corridor she glanced left and right. As with most buildings of this kind, there was no one passing through. Outside of commuting hours it was usually the same. She had brought the cardigan just in case, but there didn’t seem to be any need to put it on.
Masturbation hadn’t satisfied her. Before she used the dildo, she needed something more intense. A city where she knew no one. A new city, a new officetel—and she walked slowly down its hallway. She had brought the dildo out with her, but honestly, right here in the corridor… that would be too much.
“The emergency staircase is…”
Wrapping the dildo in the cardigan, Suhee headed for the emergency staircase at the end of the hall. The drag of her slippers filled the quiet corridor; her movement tripped the sensors, and lights came on one by one overhead.
She was about three-quarters of the way there when—
“Ah, just order delivery, why bother.”
“Dude. Eating out is better.”
A front door suddenly swung open and two men spilled out. Suhee, who had been walking without a thought, dildo in hand, instinctively shoved the hand holding it inside the cardigan.
“Ugh, what a pain… huh?”
In her hurry to hide her hand she failed to cover her chest. Her nipples were sticking straight out—but honestly, that was better than being caught with a dildo. And besides…
“Ahem.”
The men’s stares locked on her. It was stimulating. She clearly saw their eyes flick across her breasts and move on. A thrill ran through her. Her legs went weak between the thighs.
She gave no sign of it. She walked on as if the men weren’t even there. Every step of her long, smooth legs sent a jolt of sensation through her pussy.
—gulp
The way they swallowed hard, staring blankly, only excited her more.
“L-let’s go.”
“Y-yeah. Yeah.”
Only after they rounded the corner toward the elevator did the two men look at each other.
“You saw that, right?”
“Dude, are you fucking kidding me.”
“Shhh.”
One of them peeked carefully to make sure she was gone. Suhee had already disappeared toward the emergency staircase; there was no way she was still in sight. They hit the elevator button and started talking freely.
“Holy shit. People say some girls just come out no-bra when they’re lazy, but damn.”
“Did you see that body? Unreal. She live here?”
“Hell if I know. First time I’ve seen her.”
“Haa… you’re so fucking lucky. You live on the same floor as that girl.”
At his friend’s words, the man who shared Suhee’s floor nodded absently. He thought he had seen something else as well. His friend seemed to have only noticed her chest, but…
What she was holding… was that maybe…
“Hey, what are you doing? Get on.”
“Huh? Oh. Yeah. Getting on.”
“You idiot… completely checked out. Not that I blame you. Damn. What’s it like dating a girl like that?”
“…”
—schlick schlick
“Haaang, ang… aaang.”
At the end of the corridor, on the emergency staircase, Suhee’s hushed masturbation was already in full swing. Using those men’s filthy stares as seasoning, she rolled her hips up and down without stopping. The dildo she had brought out with her was already thickly glazed with her juices.