Flower Viewing 2
The moment Jeongun vanished from in front of her, Suhee's vision filled with nothing but the empty park.
They said moonlight reached the places the streetlamps didn't, but it was still pitch-dark. Only the pool of electric light was bright; beyond it, everything dissolved into black, and nothing could be seen.
"Nnh."
His large, hot hand kept moving at a languid pace, kneading her breast, tapping and teasing her nipple with a peculiar, knowing touch. His caresses were blatant but unhurried, and they felt so good. Maybe it was because the situation demanded such strange, total concentration.
Suhee's eyes darted restlessly ahead, but all she could see was the bright streetlamp and the darkness beyond it. And yet that darkness gnawed at her.
"Feels like someone's watching."
The low voice that brushed her ear at that precise moment seized every last nerve in her body.
As if spellbound, the fingers she'd been working through her pussy pushed even deeper, a wet squelch following each stroke. Hearing him say it, she could almost believe someone was standing out there in the dark — as if a shadow were rippling.
Suhee masturbated beneath the streetlamp as if she were standing in a spotlight. The hot hand on her breast and his voice ringing in her ear kept pulling her under. Every time her slender white fingers pushed inside her pussy, thick, viscous juices were forced out.
Jeongun could feel, in real time, Suhee's nipple hardening against his palm. His cock was already on the verge of bursting. It was late, but the last traces of caution he'd been holding onto — just in case — were steadily dissolving. The more Suhee lost herself in the fantasy, the more he sank into this razor-thin situation himself.
"Doesn't bother you if they're watching, does it?"
"Nnh... ah... aahh."
Jeongun's fingertips moved with meticulous care. Looking down at her from behind as she touched herself, he worked her even more obscenely through the gaps in her clothes, inside her bra. He already knew how sensitive those pretty, dainty nipples were. And still, touching them never got old.
Every time he played with her nipples — like flipping an arousal switch — Suhee's body jerked, and precum surged from the tip of his cock. His underwear was already soaked, and even his pants were starting to dampen.
He gathered three fingers — thumb, index, and middle — and pinched both of Suhee's nipples hard, tugging them.
"Nnnngh... ah!"
Suhee let out a moan just a little too loud for the late hour and shoved her fingers deeper into her pussy. Her slender but springy waist arched as far as it would go, thrusting her chest forward.
"So filthy. I knew it. You like that?"
"Nnh... yes, yes... ah... touch me more. Please?"
The fact that she was already half-naked outdoors had stopped mattering. It just felt good to touch her pussy. It felt good when he rubbed her nipples. And honestly, imagining that someone was watching sent an extra wave of pleasure so intense it melted her brain.
The rasp of a zipper coming down, and then Jeongun was standing beside her. His massive cock stood fully erect. Given the size of it, the shadow it cast under the streetlamp was enormous.
Suhee had taken that cock inside her pussy more times than she could count, and even just looking at it made her ache with a low, throbbing heat. Not from dislike — from anticipation. She knew exactly what that thick cock swaying near her face meant, and she parted her lips without the slightest hesitation.
Her soft red tongue slipped out to cradle the underside of his cock, and her lush lips closed naturally around the head. A sound like a deep, wet kiss — the sound of Suhee's tongue and lips sucking at his cock, more precisely at the head.
"Mmnh... mmph."
Harsh breaths through her nose, and she sucked at the thick head of his cock with wet, smacking pulls. Jeongun savored the snake-like tongue and the soft lips on his sensitive cockhead, then rested his left hand on top of her head. His free right hand went for the pussy she'd been fingering.
"Nnh."
Even with his cock in her mouth, Suhee's busy eyes figured out what he was about to do. It startled her, but she didn't refuse. Not even close. Instead, she spread her legs even wider on the bench.
"That's it. Good girl."
Jeongun stroked her hair the way you'd praise a child. All the while, his right hand kept traveling down. Even when he brought his hand to her pussy, he never just went there. He traced the lines of her body over her clothes, touching her with lingering suggestion. When he swept once along her thigh, a shiver ran through her, goosebumps rising.
Her pussy, already thoroughly soaked from her own fingers, welcomed Jeongun's with a soft, wet give. The juices gathered in the slightly parted inner flesh looked like rainwater pooled in a flower — though if you went by the viscosity, honey was the better comparison. Jeongun smeared her juices over the glistening, plump folds and the pretty petal-like flesh that had parted slightly, rubbing them with a slow, slick touch.
"Hah... aah."
"Keep sucking. You said you wanted this."
"Yes... ah... yes... nnh."
The busier Jeongun's hand became, the more Suhee's pussy bloomed open. Maybe it was because spring had come — it looked like a beautiful flower was opening between her legs.
He spread her juices over her pussy, but they wouldn't dry. The more he used, the more welled up. Like a spring that never ran dry, slick poured from Suhee's pussy in a steady leak.
"Mmph... mmph... mmph."
Suhee's sucking grew bolder by the second. She wasn't just using her tongue and lips anymore — she shoved his cock into her mouth until it filled her, sucking like she was going to choke. The more eagerly she sucked, the more blatantly his fingers worked her.
When she sucked shallowly, he only rubbed her in broad strokes — but the moment she took him deep into her throat, he pushed his fingers inside and started pressing the spot that felt best. Suhee's pupils blew wide. She gasped hard through her nose.
The wet, rhythmic sound of his fingers pumping into her was unmistakable. The stimulation was definitely more intense than when she'd been fingering herself. Maybe it was because she was sucking his cock — the thought that both her mouth and her pussy were being taken by him sent heat flooding through her body.
"Mmph!"
Suhee clamped down hard on the cock filling her mouth and choked. She wasn't using her teeth — just her tongue and cheeks squeezing him tight — and it felt pretty damn good to Jeongun. He decided to push her further, this woman sucking like she meant to pull his cock clean off. He pressed hard, over and over, on that ridged spot inside her pussy — her G-spot.
"Hah!"
The instant he pressed, she spat his cock out and let out a moan that was honestly too loud. The cold night air kept trying to cool her burning body. It didn't stand a chance.
"Augh... aahh... I can't... I'm gonna come."
"Why can't you? It's fine. Come."
"Nngh... nnh... aahh."
Suhee twisted her hips, whimpering with shame. But there was no escaping his hand. He kept pressing her G-spot and started rubbing her clit with his right hand, and it didn't take long for Suhee to gush.
With nothing in front of her to block it, there was no reason for Suhee to hold back the spray. She shoved Jeongun's fingers out with a clean, forceful pulse and squirted like a fountain, the wet splashes hitting the ground.
"Hah... wait... aahh... nnh... nh."
But the hand she'd pushed away wasn't idle. He pressed two juice-slicked fingers together and started rubbing Suhee's clit with fierce, relentless strokes even as she kept squirting.
"Nh... nnh... nngh... ah... aah."
It was late, and they were outside — she couldn't make much noise. Suhee clapped a hand over her mouth and shook her head from side to side. She meant stop. Jeongun wasn't having it. His hand moved fast, like he meant to finish her off for good now that she'd already peaked, and Suhee's waist kept jerking.
The bench creaked. Suhee thrashed hard enough to rock it. How many times did his fingers flick back and forth?
Another spray of juices burst out — and then Suhee lifted her hips and started pissing. The stream soaked into the cracks between the paving stones in front of the bench.
"Nnnnh... nnh..."
Suhee's eyes had gone slightly unfocused as she pissed. His cock was already a mess of her saliva.
"Hah..."
Figuring they'd enjoyed themselves enough, Jeongun climbed up onto the bench and got into position. It was a little risky, but no one had come this far. It would be fine. The position was awkward, but he held onto the limp, trembling Suhee and nestled the head of his cock against her thoroughly soaked pussy.
He was about to push his hips forward and take her when a murmur of voices drifted from far off.
"Man, tonight was boring."
"Let's just have a smoke and go."
"Isn't this a no-smoking area?"
"It's the middle of the night, dude. Who cares."
Voices that sounded a little drunk. Two men, heading this way.
A flicker of surprise, and Jeongun hoisted Suhee up and ducked behind the trees at the back of the bench. He stood her up behind a tree and quickly went back for their clothes, his cock still hanging out, swinging.
Still limp from orgasm, Suhee ended up standing there braced against the tree as if it were the most natural thing in the world. It was the perfect position to shove his cock into her from behind — but he didn't. Not yet. He couldn't tell exactly which direction the men were coming from, so he decided to wait and watch.
He liked the thrill of a close call. He didn't like being exposed to random strangers. On top of that, these were drunk people walking into a situation they hadn't consented to. That could get dangerous.
"Hey, hey — let's sit over there."
"Ohhh~"
The men who appeared a moment later were more thoroughly drunk than Jeongun had expected. Relieved, he let out a quiet breath. Staggering, completely out of it, the two men dropped themselves onto the very bench where Suhee and Jeongun had just been doing something shameless.