I'll Help You Wash
Dongkyun had never imagined he could get this close to finishing in a situation like this.
Just her soaked panties and her toes—and already he felt like he was about to come…
Her toes coiled around the head of his cock.
Slick and gleaming with his precum, they cleverly caught the tip, wrapping and squeezing with deliberate pressure.
Without meaning to, Dongkyun’s hand sped up.
From what Suhee had said, finishing once wouldn’t cost him anything. Honestly, the way he felt right now, he could stay hard and come all night.
Watching him work himself so desperately, Suhee smiled at her leisure. She liked the way his cock twitched and jerked against her toes. Seeing a man so far gone he forgot shame entirely—stroking himself while staring at her wet panties like an animal in heat—filled her with a pleasure so sharp it almost hurt.
She let the thin cardigan slip from her shoulders and whispered,
“You want to come, don’t you?”
“Nnh—”
His strokes turned rougher. He’d felt it last time too: this was pure madness. Still pumping, he leaned toward her. Her scent thickened around him, and he felt her toes tighten even harder around the head of his cock.
Like he was dreaming, he stopped thinking and simply kept stroking. Honestly, it felt too good. Being touched like this with someone’s feet was a first. A woman this beautiful was a first. And a woman this filthy…
“Kh—”
“Are you close?”
“Ugh—yes.”
Staring at the pale arm bared by the fallen cardigan, Dongkyun barely managed the word. He was right on the edge, and somehow that made finishing feel like a waste—and yet he couldn’t bring himself to stop, as if he were already addicted. He kept thrashing his hand however he pleased—until his whole body jerked.
“Ah—”
“Ugh—”
Thick semen shot out hard, coating the toes that had been toying with his cockhead and forcing its way between them. Just like on the emergency staircase, it erupted with shocking force, spattering sticky white across Suhee’s calves and up her thighs.
The sudden smell of it filled the air as Dongkyun gasped for breath.
“Haa… haa…”
“Wow… I noticed last time, but you’re incredible.”
“Huh?”
“Look at this. It flew everywhere.”
Cum streaked her thighs, her shorts, even her T-shirt. Suhee reached out, smeared a little on her fingers, and brought them toward her lips.
“So thick…”
Dongkyun froze, eyes locked on her fingertips. She looked for a second like she might lick them—then she caught his stare, laughed, and stood up.
“Ah?”
“I’m going to rinse off. You don’t mind? There’s just so much of it.”
“Ah—yeah. Of course.”
He watched her rise, contrary to whatever he’d been hoping for. The semen on her legs was so viscous it didn’t even run when she stood. Enjoying his gaze the whole way, Suhee walked to the bathroom doorway and peeled off her shorts and T-shirt.
The sight of her in nothing but underwear made Dongkyun’s spent cock twitch back to life. To his disappointment, she stepped into the bathroom still wearing it.
He stood there awkwardly for a moment, then hurriedly wiped the floor—and, on some reckless impulse, stripped completely. Then he followed her boldly into the bathroom, cock already hard and rigid again.
He’d come this far. There was nothing left to hold him back.
“Let me help you.”
“Mm.”
Neither yes nor no—just that ambiguous little sound as Suhee glanced back over her shoulder. It was frustrating, but what he’d just done earned a passing grade.
His cock pressed against the damp curve of her ass—heavy, solid weight. He rubbed it slowly along her body while his hands found her slender waist.
How could a person’s waist be this narrow? It was a completely different thing from when she was dressed. With only a little exaggeration, he felt like he could encircle it completely if he spread both hands wide.
Using the clear line of her erector muscles as a guide, he set his thumbs close together and gently gripped that slim waist, easing his body flush against hers. His thick cock slid up into the cleft of her ass and locked tight.
Lust was already starting to rule him; he was past hesitation. And with that firm, pliant waist in his hands, holding on to sanity got even harder.
“You’re really here to wash me?”
“Of course.”
At last the moment he’d been waiting for arrived. Naked, pressed tight to Suhee, he breathed in the sweet scent of her skin as deeply as he wanted. His cock, crushed against that round, lush ass, felt ready to burst.
He loaded his hands with body wash and began stroking slowly upward from her waist.
“Haa…”
Through the rush of the shower, her soft, lewd little breath went straight into his ear. Suhee had held herself back long enough; she had no reason to refuse the stimulation of his hands now. If anything, it was almost too much. Everywhere he touched, her skin seemed to flush hot.
He couldn’t see from behind her, but her nipples were already standing hard. From the instant his hands settled on that narrow waist, fine hairs rose all over her body. If she opened her mouth, a real moan would tear out of her. She barely kept it down—while the heavy press of his cock against her ass and those soap-slick hands began to claim her in earnest.
“Wow…”
“Hnn—ah… aah—”
Wherever his hands went, there wasn’t a scrap of softness to spare. Her skin was springy and smooth, sliding under his palms. It would have felt like silk even without the body wash.
From her slim waist, along her sides, up toward the heavy weight of her breasts—and that tempting swell half-visible even from behind—his hands climbed. Then Suhee reached back with one hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock.
She’d decided not to hold back anymore either.
“Nnh—”
“Ah—my chest… more… nnh—”
At her blunt request he moved faster. The soft grip on his cock made him falter for a second; then he lifted his hands and cupped the full weight of her breasts.
“Aah—”
A lewd moan spilled out of her, and her hand tightened around him. The way she held him—like a living onahole—made Dongkyun start rolling his hips.
Running water slapped and splashed in time with the filthy motion of his waist. Suhee squeezed harder around the cock thrusting in her fist. The gentle teasing around her nipples was driving her insane. She wanted him to grab those especially sensitive peaks and work them without mercy.
Matching the rock of his hips, she eased her ass back and lowered her upper body a little—just enough that the hands cupping her from below slid higher. Still pumping his hips, still moving his hands, Dongkyun finally brushed a knuckle against her nipple.
“Aang—”
A perfect, shameless, direct moan. His finger had barely touched her, and those stiff, swollen nipples did their job brilliantly. Her smooth legs nearly buckled as if electricity had run through her whole body; Dongkyun pulled her tighter against him.
“You okay?”
“Mm—yes, yes. Aaah… more…”
How long had it been since a man’s hands? Suhee didn’t want this to stop. Even with water pouring over her, she could feel how thoroughly soaked her pussy already was with her own slick.
Her flushed voice, the filthy body writhing in his arms, the lewd hand clenched around his cock—Dongkyun was completely gone on all of it. With slippery hands he pinched both of her nipples at once. Still thrusting like a dog in heat, he rubbed and tugged those stiff peaks however he pleased, burying his mouth against the nape of her neck where she’d piled her hair up for the shower, licking freely.
How long had he wanted this? The happiness was so violent he thought his head might split open.
“Hnn—mm—aang—nh—”
Once he started touching her properly, the pleasure crashed over Suhee in waves. She let go of the cock twitching in her fist and braced both hands against the wall. Then she pushed her pale ass back toward him and bent at the waist.
There was no way he could mistake what that pose meant.
His hands gave her nipples one last reluctant pinch, then slid down to seize her waist again—that narrow, springy waist, and below it the wide flare of her hips and ass. Between her thighs, her pussy was obscenely wet. Smooth, bare, faintly pink, it beckoned him without a single hair in the way.
Watching water run from her nape down the line of her spine, Dongkyun took hold of his cock and stepped in close. Hard again as if he hadn’t come at all, he guided himself between her legs.
“Nh—”
“Augh—”
Suhee parted her thighs a little, making room. His cock glided back and forth over her drenched folds. Even an idiot could tell the wetness wasn’t just water. A liquid thicker and warmer than the shower was pouring out of her in earnest.
Pressing into those soaked lips, Dongkyun’s cock finally found her entrance and pushed in.
“Ahp—”
Nothing like a dildo. The sheer feel of a real cock sinking into her nearly made Suhee come on the spot; she bit her lip and locked her legs tight.