Coming Just as She Felt It
The boss's oil-slicked hand slipped between Suhee's thighs as if it had been waiting for this exact moment. Even then, he never stopped working her breasts. Every time his fingers rubbed and flicked her nipples, her legs twitched and trembled — and as they did, her thighs eased further apart, as if inviting his hand deeper so he could reach that most secret place.
"Ah—"
The clothes still clinging to her made it awkward, but even this much was enough for his hand to slide in. Her hardened nipples were being twisted and toyed with, and Suhee's hips lifted slightly off the table. His hand pressed gently past her lower belly, sinking toward her pussy, and the deeper it went, the higher her hips rose.
"Hah—"
The sensation of his fingers pushing into the cleft of her mound, combined with the way he worked her nipples — it was far too much stimulation for a body already wound this tight. She let out a sound like she was coughing it up, her legs trying to close, but his hand was already buried deep inside. Slick with oil, his fingers glided freely, savoring every fold of her pussy.
She was already flooded. She would have been soaked even without the oil — and mixed with it, the sensation was even more intoxicating. For the man touching her, and for Suhee being touched.
"Haaaah..."
His thick, rough fingers parted her folds and pushed in, and Suhee's entire body shuddered. The wet squelch, the oil mixing with her juices — it felt too good. His fingers prowled as if searching for something, and every time they did, they rubbed every corner of her pussy, sending waves of pleasure through her. Even without him plunging inside and stirring her up, this alone felt like it might be enough to make her come.
"Nngh... aahng."
"Hoo..."
The boss felt like his cock was about to explode. The small, hard nipples under his fingertips, and Suhee's most intimate place — the texture of her pussy was no joke. Whether it was the oil or not, her folds felt like warm, heated jelly under his fingers. Moist, springy, and yielding, wrapping around him. He already knew how tight she was inside, but just rubbing her like this and listening to her moans was plenty satisfying.
"Nngh... aahng."
With Suhee writhing and the boss diligently working her pussy, the scrap of fabric caught around her hips kept sliding lower. The elastic-waisted dress they'd prepared for the massage had now slipped down to mid-thigh.
The boss rubbed Suhee's pussy like a man possessed. As if he were actually giving her a massage — two fingers between her folds, the rest pushing the flesh outward. When the two inner fingers plowed through her dripping inner flesh, the outer ones squeezed the folds back in and pressed them together. He caught that springy pussy-flesh between his fingers and worked it up and down, and Suhee's hips trembled violently.
Whether it was her juices or the oil, the sound of overflowing wetness drowned out the music playing in the room. Slap. Slap. Slap.
"Hah, aahng, ah, aahng, nngh."
Suhee's moans were no different. They formed a strange harmony with the squelching of her pussy.
In the midst of her thrashing, Suhee's arm brushed against the boss's cock.
"Aahng, nngh, nngh, nn."
The hard cock against her forearm, its tip already stained with pre-cum. She'd reached out and touched it earlier, but as the boss's so-called massage — really just foreplay — went on, she'd lost her grip. This time, she didn't want to let it go. With trembling hands, Suhee tried to tug his pants down.
"Hah—"
But the stimulation from her nipples and pussy made it nearly impossible.
"Aahng, B-Boss... nngh. Ah... aahng. This... aah."
The hand trying to pull down his pants froze. Her chest pushed up. Her pelvis convulsed. The hand rubbing her folds had finally found her clitoris.
Nipples above, clit below. Her two most vulnerable spots were being toyed with by the boss's oil-soaked fingers. The faster, harder, and more relentlessly he rubbed, the more violently her body convulsed.
"Aaaahng, no, aahng, nn, nngh, aahng, nngh."
Her moans rose with it. By now she was practically screaming. Thankful he'd sent the part-timers home early, the boss worked Suhee even more carefully.
Something shot up between his fingers — a stream of fluid, originating from Suhee's pussy. Even that stream became more material for his caresses. He rubbed her sopping pussy and clit even more fiercely.
"Haaaahng, aaaaah... aahng."
Barely a moment after the first stream, a fountain erupted from Suhee's pussy.
"Hah, w-waiit... aaaahng... ahk... aahng."
The boss kept working her pussy even as she came, and Suhee's mind went dizzy. Once the fountain started, it was hard to stop. Gushing her juices in thick spurts, Suhee simply surrendered her body to his hands. Coming back-to-back, her eyes went completely unfocused. She was completely overtaken by lust. Now the only thing filling her head was the crude desire for him to just shove it into her pussy, to suck her nipples with his mouth.
"Haaah... cock..."
"Hoo... as expected, Suhee. You're something else."
The boss knew exactly what she wanted. He wanted it too. But seeing her fall apart this completely only made him greedier. Even more perfectly. He'd make sure she couldn't think straight until the very end. He knew her hands and her gaze kept drifting toward his cock, that she was trying to get his pants off. If it were up to him, he'd strip right now, climb on, and bury himself inside her.
"Just a moment, Suhee."
"Ah..."
But with superhuman patience, the boss pulled back and rummaged through a drawer. Suhee, aching with disappointment, lay panting — no thought of closing her spread legs, no thought of covering her swollen nipples.
"Haaah... haaah... haaah..."
Her lower body felt like it was on fire. More precisely, the pussy he'd been working over. Her nipples too. It had been far too long since a massage had felt this good. The only thought left in her head was for him to pull out his cock and shove it in already.
"Let's try this."
The boss approached Suhee, whose mind was overflowing with filthy thoughts. He flipped the switch on the device in his hand, and a fierce buzzing filled the air.
"Nngh."
"Ah, don't worry. It's a small one."
Just as he said, it was a vibrator shaped like a cotton swab. Not the usual round bullet or dildo — something small and thin, like a cotton swab.
"There we go..."
The boss swung his erect cock this way and that as he stripped Suhee completely naked. Then he shifted down to her lower body. Still holding the buzzing vibrator, he arranged her legs — spread as wide as they could go, knees bent, and the soles of her feet pressed together.
"Nngh, wait..."
"Ah, this position is... well, how should I put it. It's good for circulation, too."
An obvious lie. Suhee thought the pose was far too embarrassing. If he was going to spread her, he should just spread her — but having her feet together made it a bizarre position. To hold it, she had to keep tensing her own muscles. If he'd just forced her legs wide, she could at least tell herself she'd been sprawled out helplessly. But this... she had to hold herself open, and it took real effort.
The vibrator kept buzzing, fierce and insistent.
"Alright then. Let's begin the treatment."
"...What?"
The boss's left hand moved to the top of Suhee's mound.
"Hah... Boss..."
"Heh. Seeing how well you're feeling it, I'm glad."
It had been worth using the expensive oil so generously. With his left hand, he peeled back the thin petals covering Suhee's clit and pressed the furiously buzzing vibrator against it without hesitation.
"Hah, aahng, ah, no, aah, too much, aah."
The orgasm, the massage, the desire for sex — all of it had made Suhee's clit as sensitive as it could possibly be, and that small, ferocious vibrator touched it. The intense vibration, as if the thing had been made for this exact spot, made Suhee scream and snap her hips upward. The sensation was so intense that her first thought was that this was too much. She twisted her hips, trying to escape, but she couldn't overpower a man with sheer strength. Pressing his fully erect cock against Suhee's body, the boss focused his assault on her clit.
"Aahk, ah, don't... please. Nngh. Again... if you do that... haahng. Agaiin..."
Without a shred of shame, Suhee squirted her juices straight into the boss's face, which was pressed so close. He was drenched in it, but it didn't feel dirty at all. If anything, it felt like being baptized in holy water sprayed by a goddess. And that goddess had gotten this aroused because of him — this fluid was the proof. It was more than enough of an appetizer for the filthy sex that was guaranteed to follow.
"Hngh, ah, aah. Stop... aahng. Keep going, nngh, keep going... I'm going to come again..."
Suhee's slender waist bucked up and down. Not just small tremors — she was heaving as if in a seizure. She rattled the massage bed, squirting again and again.
"Hah, ah, ah, aah, ah."
Then the boss leaned down and took Suhee's nipple into his mouth.
"Hngh, I'm, I'm gonna come... ah... aahng, nngh, nngh, ha... haah, I can't hold it..."
The boss's thick tongue coiled around Suhee's nipple. The oily, slightly briny taste filled his mouth, but he didn't care in the slightest. Because beyond that oil hung the most delicious fruit in the world.
"Hah!"
Suhee's body jerked upward and locked in place. Her hips shoved up, her breast shoved into the mouth sucking it. Her pressed-together feet came apart, her knees rose, and even her pelvis lifted slightly.
"Hyaaah, aah."
A clear liquid began pouring endlessly from Suhee's pussy.