105. [Scene] Na Hee-yeon
105. [Scene] Na Hee-yeon
At this moment, Hye-yong was leaning over Na Hee-yeon, pinning her against the bed frame as if mounting her.
The first place to explore, naturally, had to be those colossal peaks.
The moment he cautiously reached out and cupped them in both palms, softness, warmth, and that uniquely plush give swallowed his hands whole.
'Ooh. My fingers are sinking right in. It never gets old.'
This was his second time feeling Na Hee-yeon's breasts, but it felt just as novel as the first.
That weight.
That overflowing sensation.
He could do this all day and never get bored.
'What cup size even is this? E? F?'
While he kneaded them enthusiastically, he pondered the size.
Being large enough to cause mild discomfort in daily life clearly placed her in the absolute top tier — world-class.
"You really are groping them like crazy..."
"Ah — is it uncomfortable?"
Na Hee-yeon smiled and shook her head.
"I was just thinking you must really like them. Are they really that great? To me, they just feel like an inconvenient lump of flesh..."
Ah, that.
The remark small-chested women hate most.
Of course, Na Hee-yeon didn't seem to mean it that way.
It probably really did get in the way of shooting a bow, and at this size, it had to be heavy.
But for Hye-yong, it was fantastic.
Hye-yong honestly told Na Hee-yeon what he thought of her chest.
"Tastes can differ, but no guy dislikes big ones. Myself included."
"Yeah, I guess so. Back in regular school, guys used to stare at me with reeeally sticky eyes. It felt kinda gross."
"Hrk."
He flinched.
After all, Hye-yong had also secretly stolen glances at Na Hee-yeon's massive milk tanks with equally sticky eyes.
Noticing his startled reaction, Na Hee-yeon spoke first.
"It's okay, Hye-yong. You were fine. A total stranger is different from someone you have, well, a connection with, right? And once I came to the Facility, the guys didn't look with obvious lecherous eyes, even if they looked curious, so it was refreshing. Actually, I felt the girls' stares more. They looked at me with... pretty complicated feelings."
They don't see this in a sexual way?
That libido-control method really is potent, huh...
This left Hye-yong, who felt like he alone had become a slave to lust, feeling a little wistful.
But only a little. Because on the other hand, maybe it was that very lack of libido control that allowed him to sit face-to-face with Hee-yeon, blushing and doing sexual things.
Swiish...
Now that he thought about it, Na Hee-yeon currently wasn't wearing a bra.
Last time, Hye-yong mentioned he liked the look of just a thin tank top without underwear, and it seemed she remembered and dressed that way today.
Hye-yong truly felt respected.
'She remembered every little detail because I said I'd come to her room, and she accommodated me. I'm a guy completely unworthy of this kind of treatment.'
Thanks to that, Hye-yong's eyes and hands were currently feasting.
'I should keep it classy too... From now on, let's just focus on making her feel good.'
The hands cupping and caressing her soft breasts gained a little more pressure.
Perhaps due to the sheer size, he stimulated the relatively modest nipple and areola straight through the fabric of her tank top.
Na Hee-yeon seemed to be anticipating it a bit — they were already slightly firm.
His thumbs grew busier.
"Hht, h-hht— it tickles..."
The nipple area wasn't such an easy spot to feel pleasure from.
Unless he spent a long time persistently stimulating it while she was asleep, like he did with Lanfang, this was just a taste test at best.
If anything, it was more suited for training than for sex in this mood.
Hye-yong, positioned atop Na Hee-yeon's thighs, brought his face close to hers.
The sheer enormity of her size was immediately tangible.
Just trying to kiss her, Hee-yeon's breasts were elastically pushing back against Hye-yong's chest.
But that was actually better.
He squished her breasts down with his own chest, feeling the repulsive force throughout his whole body, and communicated his intent purely through sensation.
That he was going to kiss her now.
Na Hee-yeon adorably pursed her lips out slightly and closed her eyes.
They looked like ripe, red, tempting cherries.
Smack... schlurp... mwah...
Slightly softer sounds than his usual kisses.
Too deep to call it a light kiss, yet too gentlemanly to call it a horny deep kiss.
Finishing the brief lock of lips, Na Hee-yeon gave her review.
"You smell especially good today... Did you put on cologne?"
"A bit, yeah."
"Is it just my imagination? You look kind of extra handsome today too..."
She shyly turned her head away and fidgeted with her fingers, her expression showing embarrassment at saying such things.
But what she was feeling was no illusion.
[ Good Scent ]
Emits a scent the opposite sex finds attractive.
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[ Charming Atmosphere ]
Radiates an aura the opposite sex finds charming.
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Today, he had prepared these buffs by pulling a lot of cost from the sensitivity buffs.
He couldn't reveal it, of course, but if Na Hee-yeon felt even slightly that he was an attractive guy, that was enough.
"Thanks. You look even prettier today too, Hee-yeon."
"Pfft... Give me one more kiss. I feel kind of hazy and it feels nice."
"As you command."
Squish...
Once again, pressing chest to chest, a kiss began — mouth sealing mouth.
Perhaps it wasn't a lie that she liked it, because just a minute of intermingling tongues sent Na Hee-yeon's face into a completely dazed, dreamy state.
Truthfully, Hye-yong was the same.
Already heavily erect, his cock had turned rock-hard, looking ready to burst through his pants.
'Every time I see Na Hee-yeon's chest, I always wanted to try something...'
Couldn't he do it now?
"Hee-yeon, do you have any shirts that are a bit too small?"
"Shirts?"
"Like, ones that look like they're about to burst."
"Yeah, I do... why?"
"Will you put one on for me?"
"Heh. Okay."
She went along without a hint of annoyance at the bothersome request, and he was nothing but grateful.
Na Hee-yeon rummaged through her closet.
"So I take off the tank top and just wear this?"
"...Yeah."
"Ahaha, your face is totally red!"
When Hye-yong answered bashfully, Hee-yeon laughed at the sight.
She rummaged deeper into the closet and pulled out a dress shirt from the back.
The sight of her taking off the tank top and draping on the white dress shirt was obscenely lewd.
'Whoa...'
While she was just putting it on, there was no problem, but as soon as she started fastening the buttons, warning sirens blared from every seam.
The buttons straining and crying out for mercy was painfully visible.
"Ah... this got even smaller. I guess they grew again. I wish they'd stop growing..."
Literally about to burst!
If she started hopping around like that, the buttons seemed certain to pop off from all the jiggling.
"It's perfect — the best...!"
"Chii."
She gave him a slightly pitying look for being so infatuated, but then immediately smiled sweetly again — enough to put an angel to shame in this moment.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Hye-yong rose up at once and scooped her up into his arms.
"Hee-yak!"
Then he scored a direct landing onto the bed.
Laid her down and placed the about-to-burst chest right before his eyes.
A position where he mounted her stomach as she lay flat.
He popped one button loose at the fullest part of the lower breast.
The crevice formed by the two mounds of flesh pressing tightly together was visible through the gap!
The skin bulging out against the shirt, as if begging for freedom, made his head spin and short-circuited all rational thought.
'Okay, this is insane. I never thought I'd get to try something like this in my life.'
His fingers were drawn in of their own accord.
The cleavage formed by her breasts slooowly swallowed his fingers.
'So — soft. So warm. And... it's tight!'
"Swallowed" was exactly the right word.
Just barely sliding a finger in, he could feel the pressure. So if he were to stick it in there...
'Ah, I can't resist this.'
Hye-yong immediately undid his belt and notified Hee-yeon.
"I'm... putting it in here."
"Ah — th-this is a titjob, huh."
"I can't control myself when this is right in front of me."
"Yeah. I'm doing this today to cheer you up, so you can do anything you want with my body."
Could a person really be this kind?
'Sniff. I'm glad I'm alive.'
He aligned the tip with her cleavage and slowly pushed forward with his hips.
But the sensation he felt was not what he expected.
It wasn't going in properly, and if he forced it, it felt like it would be incredibly painful.
'Okay, this is real. There's not a single bit of free space in there, so it won't go in dry.'
It was simply astonishing.
He didn't like breaking the flow here, but now was the time to take measures.
"Uh, Hee-yeon. Do you have lotion or something? Something safe for skin."
"Hm? Ah! Just a sec..."
He shifted to let her get up.
"Will this work?"
Hee-yeon brought over an aloe-scented gel from her vanity.
Somehow, she even had excellent sense.
Hye-yong held back the urge to shed tears right then and there.
'I'll really treat you right, Hee-yeon. I'll really...'
Thinking that, he scooped some gel and slowly applied it from the entrance to lubricate.
Once his palm slipped in, the urge to go ahead and do it reared its head.
'This much should be enough!'
Finally, he also applied gel to his cock.
Now it would really work.
Zzrrt...
That was the sound as he slid his cock into the lubricated crevice.
'Oh — oooh...'
This time, it dug in properly.
As if being swallowed into an unknown space, his cock disappeared from sight.
The sensation of soft skin wrapping perfectly and completely around his entire shaft engulfed him.
'Whoa, whoa. This is no joke. Is — is this really what big tits are like?'
Of course, it didn't feel as good as putting it inside a vagina.
But it had enough softness, warmth, and pressure to feel perfectly good.
Especially the pressure from the dress shirt clamping her breasts tightly together was insane.
A sensation you could never experience without a size like Na Hee-yeon's!
Hye-yong carefully began to move his hips.
'Whoa, this feels... amazing...'
As he moved, he remembered a post he'd seen once on an internet forum.
— Dudes who fantasize about paizuri be like: virgins lol
It doesn't even feel that good lol Girlfriend tries her best but can't even cum from it lol
In porn they just edit it to look like they're almost shooting the whole time.
Handjobs feel way better for real haha
After reading those posts, Hye-yong had indeed nodded along.
Visually, it was extremely arousing, but when you got down to it, it was just rubbing skin together, so he figured it couldn't feel that insanely good.
Naturally, Hye-yong's first-love senior had never done anything with her chest.
But there was one anonymous user who refuted that post.
— That's just 'cause you've never actually fucked a pair of big tits, you retard heh heh
Posers who barely know shit are the most laughable lol
Talking like your own experience is everything, it's pathetic lol
And right on that forum, which usually seemed to consist of nothing but virgins, a colosseum immediately broke out over whether titjobs felt better than handjobs, as if the place were teeming with sex geniuses.
The winner had already been decided, truth aside.
The guy who wrote the first post was a known figure with a good body, a nice car, and verification of a pretty girlfriend, so the community folk all sided with him, and the anonymous user was instantly branded a virgin pretending he'd fucked big boobs.
Hye-yong had been one of those gleefully bashing the anonymous user...
'Hurk. I'm sorry, Anonymous-sensei. You were the righteous one...!'
Now he was reflecting deeply from the bottom of his heart.
The girlfriend that known user had verified was clearly not very large in the chest.
No matter how much you press down, you'd never feel anything like this from a titjob.
'Urk — maybe I'm too turned on. I feel like I'm gonna cum already...'
As he kept moving, enough natural lubricant had seeped out that the inside was now completely slick.
Every time he thrust in, a wet schlurp, schlurp sound echoed, and the sensation of the soft skin sliding down and up his cock was intensely transmitted.
Watching his cock disappear and reappear, swallowed by the crevice, nearly convinced him that it wouldn't be strange at all if he came right now.
"Would it feel better if I do this...?"
Na Hee-yeon, who had been quietly watching, suddenly pressed her palms firmly in against her breasts.
'What — if you add even more pressure there...'
When she did that, it felt like there was no spot on his shaft that wasn't in contact with her skin.
'Can't hold it anymore! While I'm still swallowed up — inside this massive chest...!'
Schlurp, schlurp...
"Urk...!!"
In the end, he couldn't even manage five more thrusts before he hit his climax.
"Whoa... that's a ton..."
Na Hee-yeon, watching the semen repeatedly splatter and soak the top of her dress shirt, let out a fair bit of admiration.