Flower Viewing
After the sex in which Jeongun had pushed a thermometer into Suhee's ass, he caught her cold, just as expected.
"Cough."
"Wouldn't you be better off resting?"
Suhee, on the other hand, looked remarkably full of life. It was almost unbelievable, but after a night of thick, clinging sex, her body had come out of it feeling lighter than before.
"I can't do that."
"Then at least close up early?"
She spoke up to Jeongun as he stood behind the counter in a mask. It had been an unusually quiet day, with barely a customer in sight. As the weather eased toward spring, Suhee's clothes had been growing a little thinner, and even sick as he was, Jeongun's eyes were drawn to her body whether he liked it or not.
"Hmm..."
"I really think that would be better."
When she leaned forward just slightly, the glimpse of her cleavage and the heavy, substantial weight of her breasts pulled an involuntary reaction from him. It was worse because he already knew how she tasted. He coughed now and then, but it wasn't truly bad enough to shut the shop early. Still, watching her pout and put on that coaxing little act in front of him, he found himself tempted.
"Well... I suppose we could."
"Oh..."
Right after he'd caught the cold, Suhee had offered to teach him a faster way to get better. That method was none other than thick, sticky sex. She'd recovered that way, so Jeongun would too — or so she claimed. There was just one small problem with the method. No matter how lewd, filthy, and beautiful Suhee's body was, a man laid low by a vicious cold did not find it easy to get hard. Even the one round they'd managed after he'd barely gotten it up had been far too little compared to the nights they usually spent going at it several times until dawn, and Suhee had been deeply disappointed.
"Then..."
Her eyes lit up, as if she'd been waiting for this. Thick, intense, clinging sex. She was asking Jeongun for it again — the thing she had become addicted to. He still coughed, but at this point he figured he could manage. And as his body recovered, his appetite seemed only to surge stronger. He had been holding back this whole time, after all.
They closed up the shop and stepped outside together.
"Where are we going?"
"Hmm... shall we go to the park? I think the flowers are blooming."
"Really?"
She'd expected him to take her home and fuck her, and she tilted her head at the unexpected answer. Still, she thought it might not be so bad, and followed him.
The park at this late hour was nearly empty. The streetlamps were on, but anywhere the light didn't reach lay in deep shadow. The thought occurred to her that outdoor sex wouldn't be so bad either. The more precarious it was, the more thrilling it became.
Jeongun's thoughts ran along similar lines. Having mixed bodies with her so many times, he had learned firsthand exactly what made her feel it, what wound her tighter — there was no way he wouldn't know. Delicious food was best savored slowly. He had countless filthy, stimulating plans in his head, but he was holding them back, working through them one by one. Because every time he watched her body grow sensitive and react, her pupils tremble as the heat took her, he liked it far too much.
"It's not that cold, even though it's night."
"Right. It's spring, after all."
The two of them walked slowly along a quiet, deserted park path. Neither of them showed it, but both their minds were filling, little by little, with all the things they might do. He had taken off his mask, though he still coughed now and then, and it was only after they had gone quite a ways in that he gave Suhee a command in that low, informal tone. He had taken his time looking around, confirmed there was no one, and then begun. Of course, even if there had been people, he wouldn't have particularly cared.
"Panties."
"What?"
"Shall we start by taking off your underwear?"
The slight shift in his voice was the signal. Suhee realized it had finally begun. To take off her panties, she would have to take off her pants as well. While she hesitated a moment, wondering how to do it, Jeongun pointed a finger at a bench.
She slipped off her sneakers, perched on the bench, and slowly drew her pants down as if putting on a show for him. More naturally than a snake shedding its skin, the fabric slid past her ankles. Standing beneath the streetlamp watching her, Jeongun swallowed, his mouth watering of its own accord.
She had no hesitation whatsoever about stripping outdoors. If that were all, it wouldn't have gotten him this hard. What made Suhee special was that even as she did these things, her face was full of shame. The flush flooding her cheeks. Her breath growing ragged. The pale, milky skin revealed under the moonlight and the streetlamp made him want to push her down and take her then and there.
"Nnh."
Having taken off her pants and draped them over the bench, Suhee crouched down slightly. She carefully checked their surroundings once more, then looked at Jeongun as she pulled her panties down. He would have preferred she take them off standing up, but she seemed to think that was a bit too risky, a bit too embarrassing. Well, this was plenty as it was. Looking at her pale, exposed pussy and ass, his cock was already starting to respond.
With her lower half completely naked, Suhee stared at him. Seeing the bulge rising at his crotch — his cock — she started spreading her legs on the bench, whatever she was thinking. Between her lewdly opening thighs, her clean, pretty pussy came into view. A far more explicit, direct pose than when she'd been crouched down.
Jeongun was a little surprised. He hadn't thought she would go that far. He'd planned to just take her panties off, keep her clothes on, and walk her around from place to place — and here she was, seducing him like this. He didn't want to ignore it.
Without even hiding his erection, he approached her and shoved her panties into his pocket, leaving her pants where they were. Suhee's clean pussy, which he had seen any number of times. But seeing her spread her legs on a park bench, presenting it to him — that was something else entirely.
"Haa..."
Squatting on the bench with her legs open wide, Suhee looked up at Jeongun as he came close and let out a breath. The way his jutting cock hovered near her face, swaying back and forth, was enough to drive her crazy. The spring night air, not entirely warm, laced with a chill, brushed over her bare lower half with every pass, and each time it sent a thrill through her.
Was she being this bold because there was no one around, or because she wanted to have sex with him? Honestly, she thought she would get even more turned on if someone saw them. Still, for now, she focused every nerve on the man who had come so close. His gaze looking down at her burned. She could feel his eyes sliding slowly from her thighs inward, into her pussy, every inch of it.
"Nnh."
Her pussy was getting wet from his gaze alone. She could feel it herself — a slight heaviness settling in — and then her juices began to seep out. Jeongun's hand, having pocketed her panties, came down. She had spread both legs wide so he could touch her, but this time it wasn't what she had expected.
"Hhk."
His hand grabbed not her pussy, but her breast. Over her underwear, he seized it roughly and kneaded it hard.
"Haa... aah... nnh."
Suhee let out a low sound. She looked up at him with eyes that wanted something. Her breasts were sensitive too, but right now she wanted him to touch her down below — her hot pussy, which the night air was trying to cool.
"Down... touch me down there."
"Where?"
"Nnh, ah... down..."
"Say it properly."
"...Nnh, my pussy... ah... please touch my pussy."
Regardless of what she wanted, Jeongun's hand leisurely kneaded her breasts. Even through her underwear and outer clothes, the feel of them was excellent as always. And looking down at Suhee as she spat out those filthy words, more and more blood rushed to his cock. It had swollen so hard it hurt, straining painfully against his pants.
"Ah, please... what?"
"Touch yourself."
"...What?"
"Hurry up."
Slowly massaging her breasts, Jeongun gave the order. Rub her own pussy. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but eventually she brought her right hand between her legs. Her slender, white fingers touched the cleft of her pussy.
"Ah..."
A gasp burst from her lips as she spread her own legs on the bench and began to caress herself. In time with the rhythm of her fingers, his hands moved in a strangely matching cadence. Moisture gathered at the tip of the pussy she was rubbing with her fingertips.
"Ahn, ah..."
"You're wet?"
"Yes, yesss... ah."
The moment she started touching herself, Suhee's expression fell apart, and Jeongun's face lit up. This maddening lewdness. The hint of embarrassment had vanished now, but that was fine. It meant that the instant she touched her pussy, she had gotten so absorbed she had forgotten they were outdoors. Reminding her of that was his job.
"You get wet so fast when you touch yourself outside, huh?"
"Nnh, ah... aaahn."
"You have to answer, Suhee."
"Yes, yes that's right... haa... doing it outside... nnh, it feels better, it feels so much better."
"What does?"
"My pussy... nnh... ah."
"Your filthy pussy?"
"Yes, yes, my filthy... nnh. Pussy... ah... my breasts too, nnh."
The more the conversation continued, like a kind of brainwashing, the faster Suhee's pussy grew wet. Even from Jeongun's vantage, he could see her fingertips glistening.
"There's so much of it. Suhee's pussy juice?"
"Nnh, yes, because it feels so good... ha... I'm sorry... aaahn."
"No. It's good. Want to try putting a finger in too?"
As Suhee pushed a finger inside herself, Jeongun's hand slipped into the valley between her breasts.
"Hnn."
Feeling his hands slide into her clothes, she worked her fingers diligently. Not straight — she bent them slightly, stirring the inside. While she pleasantly stimulated herself with a light scratching motion, his hand slipped inside her bra cup.
"Hnngh... aah."
Jeongun slowly rubbed her nipple, already standing hard, like someone helping her masturbate. Never faster than the pace of her own fingering. Wet sounds filled the space between them, soft and filthy in the open air.
"Nngh, aaahn, nnh, nnhh."
"Want to lean back?"
As if spellbound by his words, Suhee leaned back against the bench. Jeongun, who had been standing in front of her, went around behind her. This time he put both hands inside her clothes and kneaded her breasts.
"Spread your legs more."
"Aah, nngh..."