Her Precious Virgin Membrane
It was breathtaking, what they'd prepared for me.
…No, scratch that. Actually, I stood frozen at the front door, forgetting how to even breathe for a few seconds.
Two women kneeling side by side on the living room floor, looking up at me.
My childhood friend and… my childhood friend(?).
Both of them dressed in the exact same outfit, waiting for me.
In what people commonly call a "virgin-killer sweater," no less.
"Do… Dojin…"
Eunha called my name, her face flushed red as if it might burst.
Her eyes were moist, trembling with shame, fear, and a strange sense of anticipation.
She hugged her chest lightly as if to cover herself, but that only accentuated the volume of her breasts even more.
And the 'Eunha' sitting beside her was different.
She sat ramrod straight, hips slightly pulled back, wearing a seductive smile.
"Looks like you really like it, judging by that face, baby?" 'Eunha' said, licking her lips with the tip of her tongue.
Her words snapped me back to reality, and I finally set down the bag of beer I was holding.
'….'
No alcohol had even touched my lips, yet my body felt flushed like I was already drunk.
I slowly stepped forward, approaching the center of the living room where the two of them knelt.
With every footstep, Eunha's shoulders twitched more violently.
And in a moist voice, she said,
"Dojin."
"…."
"Today… I'm the star. Don't look at 'Eunha.'"
Without hesitation, I slipped my arms under her waist and behind her knees, scooping her up in a princess carry.
"Ahh…!"
As her body suddenly lifted into the air, Eunha let out a startled yelp and instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around my neck.
The bare skin of her back and waist pressed directly against my forearms.
Her body heat was abnormally hot.
"My, how rough."
Still holding her in my arms, I headed straight for the bedroom and gently laid her down on the soft bed.
'Eunha' followed with a strange smile.
She plopped down on the edge of the bed, sending me an expectant gaze.
"Just look at me… got it?"
On the bed.
Eunha and I sat facing each other.
Eunha kept her head bowed, staring endlessly at her hands fidgeting on her lap.
Honestly? It was adorable.
Where had that boldness from the movie theater gone—the one where she'd stripped naked under a long padding coat and rocked her hips on top of me? Now that the real line was about to be crossed, she trembled with fear.
"Eunha."
I called her softly, gently lifting her trembling chin with my index finger.
Her dark eyes shook anxiously as they met mine.
I slowly leaned in toward her face.
As our breaths nearly touched her nose, Eunha squeezed her eyes shut in panic and hunched her shoulders.
Smack-.
With a light friction sound, my lips overlapped her soft, red ones.
"Mm…."
A muffled moan leaked from between Eunha's lips.
Her lips were jelly-soft, but rigid from tension.
To ease her tension, I gently sucked on her lower lip.
"Haa… mmph…."
Eunha exhaled little by little, tentatively moving her lips in response to my kiss. But then.
Clack-.
In her clumsiness, she jerked her head too hard, and our front teeth clunked dully together.
"Ah…! S-sorry…."
Eunha flinched in surprise, pulling her lips away and leaning back. Her face burned red like an apple.
"I-I was so nervous… It's my first kiss, so I don't really know how… Sorry, did it hurt?"
Her apologetic pout was… incredibly cute. Seriously.
Truth be told, I was pretty embarrassed too. But… in moments like this, a guy has to take the lead, right?
"It's fine. Didn't hurt."
I leaned in again.
"Just relax."
"O-okay…."
Eunha nodded in relief, closing her eyes softly once more.
I reached out with my right hand, wrapping it gently around her slender waist.
The sweater dipped low, exposing her bare skin perfectly.
As I pressed my palm along the curve of her waist and spine, her body shivered and pulled toward me.
I claimed her lips again. This time, much deeper and more intensely.
"Mmmph… slurp…."
Sweet, hot mucous membranes. And the sticky, saliva-mixing squelch.
"Hnn… haa… smack."
Eunha's small tongue, clumsy at first, began tentatively entwining with mine as I led her.
The wet sounds of mixing saliva filled the quiet room.
As my hand roughly stroked up her bare skin, the rigid tension in her body melted away like snow.
Her arms pulled my neck in tightly.
"Haa… slurp… mm, Dojin…."
Out of breath, Eunha parted her lips slightly and panted heavily.
Silver saliva stretched long between our lips before snapping.
I could see her eyes, completely relaxed.
Her flushed cheeks, burning hot.
Eunha, melting away.
Squelch-. Squelch-.
And… friction sounds started up.
Still kissing Eunha, I glanced sideways.
'Eunha' was masturbating.
"Haa… ha… babyyy…."
Her eyes half-lidded in ecstasy, she breathed raggedly while pleasuring herself.
She'd said she had M tendencies, right?
Probably feeling jealousy and depraved thrill all at once by now.
"…Can't hold back anymore, baby."
Still touching herself, 'Eunha' reached out with her other hand toward me.
Shlick-.
"Gh…!"
A groan burst from my lips mid-kiss.
With skilled hands, 'Eunha' undid my pants.
And she pulled out my throbbing, rock-hard cock, wrapping it in her soft bare hand.
"Mmph…! Haa…."
I ravaged Eunha's lips roughly while my whole body shuddered from the sensation below.
Above: a sweet first kiss with my pure, clumsy childhood friend.
Below: an intense handjob from my experienced childhood friend.
"Haa…."
And in my ears: 'Eunha's' ongoing masturbation sounds.
Eunha hugged my neck even tighter, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth.
Unthinkingly, my hand slipped under her sweater.
That smooth, hairless spot was already drenched like a flood.
Squelch, squelch-.
Every time Eunha's body twisted, the sticky love juices from between her thighs rang out clearly.
She was fully ready.
Or maybe… beyond ready, begging to be filled right now.
I barely suppressed the mind-numbing stimulation from both Eunhas and slowly parted my lips.
"Pha… haa… haa…."
Eunha panted, looking up at me.
I gently removed 'Eunha's' hand from my shaking cock.
"Sorry… but today's star is Eunha."
'Eunha' smacked her lips regretfully.
I grasped Eunha's shoulders and carefully laid her back on the soft bed.
Thud-.
Her white back hit the sheets.
As she lay back, the short hem of her sweater rolled up even higher.
Her smooth lower belly, completely bare, and the flushed red pussy below it—all exposed without a single barrier in my view.
Gulp-.
I swallowed dryly without realizing.
Lying on the bed, Eunha looked up at me, her body trembling.
"Haa… now, it's really…."
Her voice quivered faintly.
"Now it's really… my first time…."
As if her own words excited her more, she squeezed her eyes shut and open.
Then, after a deep breath, she slowly lowered her hands from clutching the bedsheet.
Slide-.
Eunha bent her knees, slowly spreading her legs wide to the sides.
No turning her face away in shame, no refusal.
And she assumed an M-position.
Under the fluorescent light, her core—radiating virgin freshness and aroused scent— was laid utterly bare.
Smooth, flawless porcelain skin without a single hair.
Glistening and sticky with the clear love juices still flowing out.
"Hnn… mm…."
She carefully grasped her tightly closed, trembling entrance.
And.
Squelch-.
The sound of sticky mucus stretching.
She spread her pussy wide herself, revealing the hidden pink inner membrane.
"Look, Dojin… see it?"
After hearing what came next, I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Here… my virgin membrane. The one I kept so preciously… to give to you, Dojin…♡"