Lewd Café 2
Bzzzzzz.
Pinned tight by her panties, the vibrator clung flush against her pussy, relentlessly teasing her clit. Jeongun had seated it with such cunning precision that no amount of twisting her legs made any difference.
The one mercy was that the remote sat in her own hand—
“Hhnn.”
Honestly, she didn’t want to switch it off. The heavy, electric pleasure of the vibrator thrumming between her clit and the thin fold of flesh above it was dense and thrilling all at once.
“Nnh.”
Suhee clenched the remote harder. Her thighs trembled. The harder she fought to stay quiet, the more something inside her felt ready to burst. Every time a draft stirred the curtain over the inner doorway, the thrill sharpened. What would the people outside do if they knew what was happening back here? The thought alone made fresh slickness seep out of her.
“Haa…”
Her voice shook as she finally exhaled. She glanced down at the remote in her left hand—and turned the intensity up instead.
Wiiiiing.
The low drone climbed into a sharp, high whine.
“Hahk.”
Feeling her breasts tighten, Suhee pressed her right hand down over her panties.
Wiiing.
“Hhup.”
The violently buzzing vibrator drove itself between her clit and the thin skin covering it, sealed with no gap at all, pouring fierce vibration straight into her pussy. When she pressed her fingers down on the little nub of the device jutting out, the tremor ran deep into her core.
“Ahp.”
Her whole chest felt as if it were hardening. Not the usual soft give—her breasts had drawn taut, straining hard against her bra. The urge to strip everything off surged up in her, but the thought of Jeongun’s gaze held her back. If she was going to bare herself, she wanted him to walk in, see her like this—this filthy, wanton sight—and peel the clothes off her himself.
Thinking of him, listening to the murmur of voices outside while she ground the vibrator harder against herself, felt impossibly good.
“Nngh… ah…”
The wet stain on her panties kept spreading. Her own pressing hand was to blame.
Enjoy your meal.
Jeongun’s voice. He must have finished with the customers. In that brief span Suhee had already started soaking her panties, and anticipation flooded her. She would have loved to be drenched for him by the time he returned, but there simply hadn’t been enough of a window. If she’d been freer to take her time—if she’d pushed the vibrator inside herself and rubbed her clit raw with her fingers, or bared her breasts and played with her sensitive nipples while she masturbated—she would have gotten there faster. But she couldn’t do any of that until he allowed it.
Flutter.
The curtain over the doorway billowed, and Jeongun stepped back into view.
“Hmm…”
Seeing Suhee still gripping the remote, rubbing herself, he smiled with open satisfaction. He turned slightly and checked the floor outside. By his reckoning there might be a gap—just a short one. The rush of customers had passed, and the interior was reasonably full.
He approached her slowly and met her eyes. He took in her slightly unfocused gaze, her parted lips. Then he pushed a finger toward the soft tongue visible between those wet lips.
“Hhup.”
The instant his finger entered her mouth, Suhee began sucking it as if it were a cock—wrapping her tongue around it, filthy and eager. Her hand never stopped either. She pressed and pressed on the vibrator. Every time her hips jerked, the table shivered a little, but that was fine.
Slurp.
When he eased his finger back, her tongue chased after it, reluctant to let go. He left her like that for a moment—looking up at him, lewdly licking his finger. Once the tip was slick with her spit, he began undoing the buttons of her top one by one.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
“Hnn.”
With every button that released the pressure on her chest, Suhee felt a rush of freedom. Outside, people were going about a perfectly ordinary workday—and she was back here doing something unthinkably dirty. The thought alone threatened to soak her panties through completely.
His gaze looking down at her as he undressed her and offered her his finger was electric. The sharp, heavy vibration against her pussy made the whole moment feel like a dream, the murmur of the café fading to a distant hush.
“Nice.”
With the buttons undone, Suhee’s smooth bare skin was exposed. The bra was still on, but he didn’t need to bare everything for the sight to be plenty filthy. She was so worked up that a faint flush had risen across her skin—impossible to miss against her naturally pale complexion.
“I like it.”
Jeongun lowered the finger she had licked wet and slowly took hold of the center of her bra, dragging it down. Her tightly swollen breasts caught for a second, but they couldn’t hold.
“Hhuk… aah.”
Her stiffened nipples snagged on the edge of the bra and resisted.
Pop.
The next instant that resistance gave way, and her pretty breasts spilled free. He hadn’t unhooked the bra so much as shoved it down, so it still pressed lightly from below—and somehow that only made it look dirtier.
Squeeze.
“Hnn.”
“Shh…”
With the finger she had sucked slick with spit, Jeongun pinched one hard nipple and worked it. Inside his fingers, Suhee’s nipple—firm yet soft-skinned—was mashed and rolled.
“Ahn.”
The feel of that hypersensitive point being pressed and kneaded inside his grip nearly drove her out of her mind. She absolutely could not make a loud sound right now. Every time the nipple caught between his thumb and forefinger was crushed down, a shiver ran through her waist. The fierce stimulation starting at the tip of her breast seemed to race down her spine straight into her pussy.
“This needs pressing too.”
With his other hand, Jeongun firmly pushed down on the vibrator sealed against her pussy. The pleasure rising from her chest met an answering surge from below as her pussy shoved a fierce sensation right back up.
Wiiiiing.
The sharp buzz deepened. The more the vibrator buried itself in the flesh of her pussy, the more the sound was muffled.
“Hahk—w-wait…”
Sensing how hard she was holding on, Jeongun pushed further. He bent and sealed his lips over her left breast.
“Ah—don’t.”
Right breast under his fingers, pussy under his left hand, left breast under his mouth. Every sensitive place chosen and claimed at once—Suhee’s mind went blank. There was no way she could endure this. Even the music out front had gone quiet, as if the playlist were changing over.
“Nngh.”
She bit down hard on her lip and braced for the pleasure crashing in.
Squeeze. Squeeze. Suck.
Her sensitive nipple was pinched and crushed between his fingers, then sucked with fierce hunger. That alone had her throwing her head back, barely holding on—and then the vibrator drove deeper into her pussy and shook her without mercy.
“Nngh, eek…”
Strange little sounds escaped her as she fought the overflowing pleasure. Those sounds poured straight into Jeongun’s ears, and he couldn’t stop his cock from hardening. In all the time since he’d opened the café, he had never toyed with a woman like this back here. Her panties were already soaked through, and watching her barely hang on made him want to just close the shop for the day and fuck Suhee senseless.
He crushed and rubbed her nipple again, worrying it with his teeth, and shook his hand furiously over the vibrator.
“Hhaat.”
Suhee wrapped both arms around Jeongun’s head. She hauled him hard against her chest as her whole body convulsed. Water burst from her pussy under the vibrator’s pressure. She still had her panties on, so thankfully it didn’t spray free—but it was more than enough to soak the insides of her thighs and leave the tabletop glistening.
Trickle. Drip. Drip.
Suhee’s juices, having soaked her crotch and pushed her panties past their limit, pooled on the table and dripped steadily down. There was a little viscosity to them, but there was simply so much that it ran all the way to the floor.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
Even after coming once, Suhee exhaled with careful control. The thought that someone outside might have heard made her anxious—and the anxiety only made it more deliciously intense. On top of that, seeing his cock so hard it showed even through the apron nearly undid her.
“Put it in.”
“I’m working.”
“Still…”
She reached out and fondled his erect cock through the apron. Hidden as it was, she could feel every inch of how hard and thick it was. If she took that cock into her pussy right now, she wouldn’t be able to keep quiet this time. She didn’t care. Even if everyone outside caught them and watched her get fucked, she wanted it now—fast.
“Then… let’s get these off first.”
Jeongun set his hands on Suhee’s hips and began peeling down her thoroughly soaked panties. She lifted her ass a little to help. The wet fabric left her skin; the vibrator was pushed aside. As the panties slid past her firm thighs and down her calves, both of Suhee’s legs were lifted. Her high heels dangled from her toes as if about to slip free, and the juice-soaked panties finally came off.
“Ah…”
Showing him her bare, wet pussy like this made Suhee feel oddly shy. She glanced toward the curtained doorway. Now and then she could see the feet of customers moving through the shop below the hem.
“Spread them.”
As if spellbound by his words, Suhee sat up on the table and opened her legs. Her wet pussy parted slightly, putting her pretty folds on full display. Just having him look at her made her tingle. She waited, aching for that hard cock to spear into her—but instead he crouched down and buried his mouth against her pussy.
“Ahn.”
Slurp. Suck. Smack.
Jeongun sucked at Suhee’s pussy with crude, filthy sounds. His thick, hot tongue shoved recklessly between her folds. As if unwilling to waste a drop of the juices pooled there, the tongue that had driven deep moved with dazzling skill, determined to lick up every last bit.
“Nnh, ah, aahng.”
Caught off guard by the sudden act, Suhee clapped a hand over her mouth.