Study Session 5
Jeonghu shoved Suhee down onto the bed and closed in on her.
Not only Jeonghu—all three men did.
Watching them approach with their fully hard cocks swinging free was enough to drive Suhee out of her mind.
Still, she couldn’t let the full extent of her lewdness show just yet.
The more she played the ideal type they wanted, the hotter they burned for her.
As if she didn’t quite understand. As if she were clumsy. Innocent.
Feigning a flicker of fluster, Suhee edged a little farther back.
Her skirt whispered as it slid across the bedding.
The men had turned into beasts; nothing else existed in their eyes.
Or rather—only Suhee did.
There were plenty of rivals as it was, and each of them was already in a hurry.
“Ah—right.”
Minchan came over with his cock still dangling, carrying the high heels Suhee had taken off.
Without a second’s hesitation, he slipped them back onto her feet as she sat awkwardly on the bed.
High heels and stockings—he didn’t want to miss either fetish.
“Uh…”
At Suhee’s supposedly startled murmur, Minchan only smiled.
Making a girl so much younger do something like this felt a little awkward—but once the shoes were on, he liked it far better.
The high heels put the perfect period at the end of those long, sleek legs.
Jeonghu moved in and began undoing the buttons of Suhee’s shirt.
His hands were shaking so hard from excitement that the buttons popped free one after another.
Meanwhile Minchan pushed between the legs he had arranged for himself, sliding inward.
Feeling the smooth glide of her stockings, he shoved her skirt up out of the way.
Those firm thighs he had only been devouring with his eyes—now both hands were full of them, and his cock felt ready to explode.
He’d drunk enough to drop a horse, yet his erection only kept getting harder.
“Hngh.”
Minchan greedily lifted Suhee’s leg and pressed his lips to her ankle.
He nipped lightly at the slender, firm bone, then slowly climbed higher.
“Hhnn.”
As Suhee gasped at the strange sensation traveling up her leg, Jeonghu and Seoho were hardly idle.
Jeonghu’s gaze licked over every inch of bare skin the opening buttons revealed.
Lying back the way she was, her cleavage had begun to gather just enough to make him swallow hard without meaning to.
Seoho was the same. He hesitated a beat over where to go—then moved fast.
He took one of Suhee’s hands, wrapped it around his cock, and settled in to watch the other two work her over.
“Nnh… ah…”
“It’s all right, Suhee. Try to relax.”
Jeonghu soothed her as he kept stripping her clothes away.
Once the last button was free, her breasts, cupped in a black bra, were bare before the men.
Minchan had his face buried against her legs and couldn’t see, but Seoho and Jeonghu drank in her skin without restraint.
Suhee’s breath hitched as her fingers clenched tighter around Seoho’s cock.
It was far more stimulating than she’d expected.
Minchan’s filthy hands roaming her legs, Jeonghu peeling her open, Seoho forcing his cock into her grip while his burning stare raked her whole body—
She was barely under them and it had only just begun, yet she could already feel her pussy heating up.
“Can you lift your back for a second?”
With the shirt undone, Jeonghu slid a hand behind her.
He couldn’t hold back any longer.
Suhee half-reluctantly arched up; Jeonghu unhooked her bra and yanked the cups roughly upward.
“Oh…”
“Wow.”
The shirt still hung on her shoulders, so they couldn’t strip her completely—but the two men still let out soft sounds of awe at the bare breasts suddenly in front of them.
Minchan, for his part, was far too busy to care.
Suhee’s legs sheathed in stockings.
Just tasting those was enough to make his cock throb and leak precum in thick strands.
Having to share her with the other two was frustrating and annoying—but right now he had sunk completely into her legs.
The more filthy things the other two did to her upper body, the more the strength drained from her thighs.
He gripped those firm, yielding legs and feasted on them freely, then shifted his head higher along the insides of her thighs.
He buried his lips and nose against flesh that had a different spring than her calves and drew a deep breath.
Stockings worn all day could have smelled foul—but they didn’t at all.
Instead, Suhee’s body scent was sunk deep into the fabric, rising in a strangely lewd, dirty-sweet fragrance.
A faint damp stickiness, and with it the slick glide of the stockings wrapping around his face.
“Ah—”
Whether from what he was doing or from the others’ caresses, Suhee’s soft moan only drove Minchan to bury his face fully between her legs.
Thinking of the panties under the stockings—and the pussy hidden inside them—made him want to lose his mind.
If he’d had her alone he would have taken his time, and the thought sparked a fresh flicker of irritation—but the hot moisture he could feel between her thighs made him impatient all over again.
It meant she was getting turned on.
“Hngh.”
Minchan mashed his mouth against her pussy through panties and stockings, lips working greedily.
“Haaah.”
Suhee arched, offering up the bare breasts freed from her bra.
Seoho and Jeonghu swallowed hard, one after the other.
They had never seen breasts this beautiful.
Size was one thing, but the shape was perfect.
Even lying down they didn’t sag at all, holding a springy teardrop form that swayed every time Suhee panted.
And those neat, modestly sized pretty nipples had hardened into tight peaks, beckoning both of them.
Conveniently, there were exactly two.
Jeonghu struck first.
Seoho still had Suhee’s hand locked around his cock, so he was a half-beat behind.
Jeonghu sealed his mouth over her left nipple like a suction cup and sucked hard.
“Aang—nh.”
At the lewd moan that burst out of her as if she’d been waiting for it, Seoho lunged for the other side.
Not to be outdone, he latched onto her right nipple and sucked just as fiercely.
“Haah—aah—aang.”
Two different men fastened onto nipples that were already hypersensitive—Suhee’s head spun almost at once.
She felt like she was going insane.
The fact that they hadn’t fully undressed her only made the sensation stranger, more intense.
It felt like she was being forced.
And with the high heels still on her feet, the pleasure cutting through that trapped, stifled feeling dug even sharper into her core.
The two men’s tongues moved in completely different rhythms, and that alone was devastatingly stimulating.
Each of them toyed with her nipples in his own way until she thought she might black out.
Holding back the filthy sounds clawing up her throat was getting impossible.
“Haah—nnh—nh.”
Suhee’s body jerked and rolled.
Every time the mouths clamped on her like suckers pulled, she rocked in time with them.
There was nowhere to escape.
One man alone would have been more than she could handle—now three of them had her pinned in place.
Then a faint coolness touched between her legs, along with a strange tearing sound.
Minchan was ripping open the crotch of her stockings.
The more Seoho and Jeonghu sucked her nipples, the wetter her pussy got, and his patience was gone.
Tasting her damp heat through panties and stockings had been good—but he wanted to bury his mouth the way the other two were and suck her properly.
The sturdy fabric tore, and Suhee’s panties—already darkening with her juices—showed through the hole.
“Hoo…”
Before he pushed the fabric aside, Minchan made one more pass with his mouth, scouting.
Hot moisture and the thick scent of her body flooded in.
She hadn’t washed all day, and yet this fragrance was somehow miraculous.
He was glad they hadn’t cleaned her up.
He’d never thought of himself as this much of a pervert—but right now, he found he liked her exactly like this.
The silk didn’t fully soak up her fluids so much as turn slick and sticky on the inside; he could feel it.
What does a pussy like this even look like?
Minchan thought it while working his mouth obscenely over the thin fabric.
The mound he could feel under the panties already gave him a rough idea of the shape.
“Haah—aang—ang—don’t—nngh—aang.”
“It’s okay, Suhee. You’re doing so well.”
“Of course you are.”
Minchan locked her thrashing legs wide open and pressed his tongue hard against her through the panties.
From the inside, Suhee’s juices; from the outside, Minchan’s spit—together they soaked the thin cloth through.
Both of Suhee’s nipples and the space between her thighs were being ravaged by the men’s mouths.
“Haaang—aang—feels… good… aah—too much—nh—wait—”
Precum dripped freely from the men’s cocks, streaking Suhee’s body, her stockings, the sheets.
Anyone looking in would have thought the four of them looked like animals.
Suhee’s white shirt was a crumpled mess as the men licked and sucked at her body with growing greed.
When the panties were thoroughly soaked, Minchan caught the edge in his teeth and tried to drag them aside.
He’d been polite enough. Now it was time to see what she looked like.
What does a college girl’s pussy look like?
A beauty’s pussy, at that.
“Hah…”
He yanked the fabric aside with his teeth as if he meant to tear it—and the result was beyond anything he’d imagined.
He’d sensed the outline through the panties, but seeing it with his own eyes was something else entirely.
A soft pink pussy that suited her pale skin perfectly.
Soaked and gleaming, it made him want to drive his cock straight into her that second.
A pussy like this would melt a man clean through.
Watching her juices ooze thickly from between the wet petals, he lost whatever restraint he had left.
Holding the panties aside with one hand, Minchan buried his mouth against her at once.
Suhee’s pretty, clean pussy.
Thinking how well it matched her face, he lapped up the fluids spilling from between her folds and swallowed them down.