The Private Parts Reveal (1)
While I was busily setting up the camera on its stand, Yejin stood some distance away, facing backward and looking down at herself, muttering something under her breath. ‘...What is she doing...? I can’t even hear what she’s saying...’ I thought, stealing glances at her back. Yejin kept peering into her own panties, shaking her head, then suddenly lifting her chin and muttering to herself again, as if she were trying to psych herself up. Finally, unable to watch any longer, I walked up behind her and spoke up.
“U-uh, the camera is all set up. What do we do now...?”
“Eek...! You scared the hell out of me!”
Yejin shrieked in surprise, and I apologized, feeling flustered. “Oh...? Sorry...”
Yejin let out a sigh, swept her hair back, and spoke in a haughty tone. “...Just wait a second. I’m going to go wash up once more before we start filming.”
“Wait, didn’t you just shower? You’re washing again?”
“W-well, you never know! It might not be clean enough!”
“But you’re the one who always tells me not to wash too thoroughly...”
“Hey, are men and women the same? Anyway, no! Just wait!”
Yejin snapped at me, then hurried into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Soon, the sound of the shower began to roar, leaving me to blush and scratch my head. ‘...So what’s the difference between men and women...? Anyway, she’s really sensitive about this. Well, I guess she’s always been a clean freak... Still, am I finally going to see Yejin’s pussy for the first time today? I’m getting kind of nervous myself... What am I supposed to do in a situation like this? Is there some kind of etiquette...? I don’t want to be rude...’
But for someone like me, who had zero dating experience—let alone female friends—there was no way I possessed that kind of sexual knowledge. After crossing my arms, closing my eyes, and thinking hard, a good idea popped into my head. ‘...Right. Yejin took her panties off, so if I’m the only one wearing clothes, it might be awkward for her. It’ll probably be less embarrassing if we’re both naked, right?’
Truth be told, I’d gotten used to it by now, but in the beginning, having my genitals exposed while she was naked felt quite awkward and shameful. Based on that experience, I figured that even if I didn’t know much, it was probably good manners for the man to strip down if the woman was doing the same. With that thought, I confidently took off my clothes and waited for Yejin to finish washing in the nude.
Eventually, the sound of the shower stopped. I heard the sound of Yejin wiping between her legs with a towel, and soon she walked out cautiously, wearing only a T-shirt and her panties. The moment she saw me standing in front of the door completely naked, she jumped in place, startled.
“Ah, holy shit! W-what, what the hell are you doing?!”
“Huh...? No, I thought you’d feel awkward if you were the only one naked, so I took mine off on purpose...”
As I muttered that while scratching my head, wondering if I’d miscalculated, Yejin glanced down at my cock, swallowed hard, and said, “Ugh, seriously... I mean, I’m grateful for the consideration, but... you could’ve at least told me before taking it off! You scared me to death...”
“Sorry... So, are you ready to film now?”
I said with an awkward laugh, and Yejin let out a pained groan, her face flushing red. She twisted her legs together, seemingly lost in thought, before finally speaking in a voice so quiet it was barely audible.
“I... I don’t think I can do it. I’m going to go wash one more time...”
“Wait, what? What are you talking about? You just came out of the shower!”
“B-but... it’s just... the water...”
“Water...?”
As I tilted my head in confusion, Yejin suddenly flared up and shouted, “Ugh, just—there are things like that, okay?! Anyway, I’m going to wash again!”
“...Hold on.”
I grabbed Yejin by the shoulder as she tried to rush back to the bathroom. She flinched, turning back to look at me with a terrified expression. “S-Suhyuk...? What’s wrong...?”
“...Han Yejin, listen to me.”
I looked down at her with a serious expression and spoke slowly. “...I’ve been thinking about this for a while now... are you forcing yourself to act tough just because you’re in front of me?”
“W-what? No, why are you bringing that up all of a sudden...?”
As Yejin asked back, looking flustered while glancing at my dangling, massive cock, I spoke to her calmly.
“I could be wrong, but I’m just saying... you’re great at cooking, you make money, you plan out our business all by yourself—all of that is truly impressive, but... I get the feeling you’re pushing yourself too hard.”
“...”
Yejin’s eyes went wide as she stared at me intently. I held her gaze for a moment before scratching my head and continuing.
“...If filming this is a burden, you can stop. What I mean is, you don’t need to act tough. Since you’re a woman, it’s natural to be scared of showing your body on camera. No one would blame you if you stopped here. I would obviously respect your decision.”
To my surprise, Yejin let out a small laugh, which caught me off guard. She smiled, poked my side with her finger, and said, “What’s with you? You’re being unusually thoughtful today. Did you eat something wrong?”
“Well, I did eat the meal you made for me?”
As I laughed along with her, Yejin looked at me, then grabbed my cock and started kneading it as she said, “...Thanks for worrying about me. But that’s really not it. I’m not pushing myself that hard. Like I said, I’m used to living like this. I’m not really acting tough. Or am I...? Probably not.”
“What kind of vague answer is that... But you’re still trying to avoid filming by going to wash again. Isn’t it because you’re scared?”
When I asked with a worried tone, Yejin laughed and shook her head. “No, it’s not because of that, it’s just that I’m so wet that I’m worried it’ll look like a rag... Ah!”
Yejin quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late. I raised an eyebrow and stared at her intently.
“...So wet...?”
“T-that’s... I mean... h-hey, just wait! I’ll go wash and come back...”
As Yejin tried to scramble back to the bathroom, I quickly grabbed her body to keep her from moving. Then, as if I were about to perform a suplex, I lifted her into the air.
“E-eek...? What are you doing...! Hey...! L-let me go...!”
Yejin struggled desperately in the air, but I ignored her and walked straight to the front of the camera. I set her down in front of the lens, reached out, and started the recording without a second thought.
“H-hiek...”
While Yejin was hunched over in a state of panic, I looked at the camera, waved my hand, and said, “Hello, everyone! This is my first time greeting you directly, so it feels a bit awkward. You’re wondering why I’m the one greeting you today instead of Somi? Well, that’s because today is the day we reveal Somi’s pussy!”
I felt a sense of pride, thinking I’d greeted the audience quite naturally for someone like me. I turned to look at Yejin, who was alternating between looking at the camera and me with a pale face. Finally, she gave an awkward, nervous laugh and said, “Ah... hahahaha... I’m really looking forward to it... I’ve only ever seen Somi’s cock... so revealing mine...”
“Well then, why don’t you take those panties off? Somi?”
I said with a wide grin. Yejin flinched, then reluctantly stood up and began to slowly pull her panties down. Since she was facing away from me, all I could see was the curve of her plump buttocks. I swallowed hard and watched intently as she slid the panties down, one leg at a time. ‘Am I finally seeing it... a woman’s private parts... with my own two eyes...!’ My cock was already fully erect, feeling like it was about to burst.
Once she had her panties off, Yejin turned around slowly, looking bashful and covering her crotch with her hands. I put my hands on my hips with a stern expression and shook my head.
“No, there’s no point if you’re covering it with your hands. You don’t intend to disappoint our subscribers after coming all this way, do you, Somi?”
“A-ah, no, but...”
Yejin mumbled an excuse, her face bright red as she hunched over. Seeing that she had no intention of moving her hands, I let out a deep sigh as if I had no choice, then stood up abruptly. I walked right up to her, shoved my hands into her armpits, and lifted her into the air.
“H-hyak!”
With her arms automatically raised, Yejin twisted her legs to try and cover her pussy, but I ruthlessly wedged my knee between her thighs and forced them wide open. At last, her pussy, soaked and soft, was laid bare before the camera.
“A-ah... ah... ah...”
Yejin was so mortified that her face turned the color of a beet, and she could only stammer with her mouth agape. Since I was hugging her from behind, I couldn’t see her pussy directly from my angle. However, I could vividly feel through the sensation against my crotch just how soaked she was, like a sponge filled with water.
“...Wait, you just washed, how did you get like this already?”
“I-I’m just naturally a very wet person...! It’s not because I’m a pervert...”
Yejin muttered as if to defend herself, but as if to prove her wrong, thick, viscous love juice was gushing out incessantly, to the point where a faint, white steam was rising from between her legs. I leaned in and whispered into her ear.
“...Then I’ll go get the camera now. You can do this on your own, right?”
“Yeah...”
As Yejin replied softly, I let her go, walked toward the camera, and picked it up. I brought the camera in close to her spread thighs and began filming her pussy in extreme close-up.