Hypnosis Is a Scam
So this was it.
In a single instant he understood why men begged women for it with their mouths, why they asked if they could finish inside, why they groaned that a mouth felt too good to stand.
The inside of Eun-ju's mouth was soft enough to make his head go blank.
"Haa...!"
The hand braced on the bed clenched of its own accord, and the foot that had been resting lightly curled in on itself. What else was he supposed to do? Her ponytail swayed, and every so often her breath washed over him. Inside that soft mouth, an even softer tongue was timidly licking the underside of his glans. And with her eyes gently shut, she was making filthy sounds without a shred of hesitation.
"Mm. Slurp. Mmm. Suck."
"Haa... I'm losing my mind...!"
If he could have handed out stars, he would have dragged down every star in the universe and poured them out. She hadn't even taken the shaft into her mouth yet. Just the head, and he was already worried he might melt.
As if she'd caught his mutter, Eun-ju cracked her eyes open and looked up at him. The corners of her eyes curved, soft, and little by little she drew closer.
"Haup. Hap."
"Haaa...!"
"Haaap. Haup. Slurp."
She lifted her head as she sucked, then dipped down and pushed him deeper into her mouth. He had no idea where she could have learned something like this.
"Y-you're good at this."
"Slurp—. Paaah—. Haa... haaa...."
She let his cock slip from her mouth and dragged in a breath. A long strand of spit stretched from inside her lips; flustered, she hurriedly broke the thread.
"I-it's my first time."
"Huh?"
"First time I've ever done it...."
"Ah. Yeah. R-really? You're a natural."
"What are you even saying...."
Eun-ju stared at his cock, glistening with her own spit.
"It's bigger than I thought...."
"Yeah?"
"Mm... my jaw hurts...."
"Ah. Sorry. W-want to stop?"
"No! I-it's an order, isn't it...! Ah...."
Movies and reality were not the same thing. Hypnosis on screen meant glassy eyes and a puppet that obeyed nothing but commands, passive to the last. Now that he had actually put someone under, it didn't feel like that at all. Eun-ju's eyes were moist, as if wet with feeling; her expressions kept shifting; she was even fairly active about it. Aside from the fact that hypnosis let him ask for things he would never have dared imagine, it wasn't so different from the real thing.
"Yeah. Keep going. It feels really good."
"I-it felt good?"
"Yeah. I thought I was going to lose it."
"Really...? Heh."
Eun-ju gave a little shrug and stepped fully in between his legs.
"Hehe. I'll do it again."
Had she found her confidence?
"Nnh...."
The hand that had been hesitating slipped around the base of his cock.
"Whoa...."
"W-what...?"
"It's hotter than I thought...."
"Yeah?"
"Mm...."
Her slender fingers stroked very slowly up the shaft.
"Nnh...."
She swept her palm over the spit-slick skin until her hand was slippery, then began to move it in a gentle rhythm.
"Hhh...!"
At the moan that slipped out of him, Eun-ju grinned like a little devil. She started working her hand a little faster, and with the motion those large breasts began to sway and jiggle.
Shlick. Shlick. Shlick. Shlick.
Wet sounds rose from her fist. Stimulated with her saliva for lubricant, a courage he hadn't had seemed to well up out of nowhere.
"With your mouth, too."
He startled a little at the words that had left him, but Eun-ju didn't hesitate. She took the head straight into her mouth.
"Haup. Slurp."
"Nngh...!"
The stimulation felt doubled. No — tripled. Inside a mouth that burned even hotter than before, her tongue went to work in earnest. She found the hollow just behind the glans and traced it with the tip of her tongue, while the hand her lips had pinned around him never once stopped stroking.
"Suck. Hup. Haup. Slrp."
She started rolling her head this way and that. Maybe she was getting used to the motion; there was no hesitation in her now, as if she had figured out exactly how to undo him.
"Nnh...!"
It happened in a flash. Before he knew it, his hand was resting on her head.
When was the last time?
Probably long before Eun-ju had even started wearing a school uniform. Their eyes met — hers gone wide — and he was just about to lift his hand away when she murmured something and laid her own hand over his.
"Huum. Mm-mm."
"Yeah...."
He hadn't understood a word, but he answered anyway. Reassured, he began to stroke her, very slowly. He wasn't sure why. He only knew that the urge to pet her — this girl working so hard for him — was definitely blooming.
Eun-ju didn't move as roughly as before. Through half-lidded eyes she asked for his gaze, then let go of his hand and allowed him deeper.
"Urk."
The sound from the back of her throat startled them both, but she kept going with one eye squeezed shut.
"Uk. Urk. Hop. Suck. Ghk."
Every time she made those insanely lewd sounds, her cheeks puffed. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, and the whole of her neck slowly flushed red. Tears spilled from her squinted eyes and ran down her cheeks, and still she would not let go of his hand.
"Haa... Eun-ju...!"
Watching her, a faint electric tingle rose from the small of his back.
"Ghk. Uk. Uk. Ghk."
Had she noticed the change in him? She drove herself even faster, planting both hands on his thighs and squeezing her eyes shut.
"Urk. Ghk. Hoop. Hup. Uk."
She shook her head hard, and the hair that had been gently swaying whipped into waves that tickled him.
That was a mistake.
Grabbing the hair neatly tied at the back of her head was not to pull her off, and it was not to drive himself deeper. It was only a mistake. And since he had already slipped, he pressed her head down with real force.
The sensation of pushing into Eun-ju's throat was difficult to put into words. His head went blank, and the faint urge to come that had gathered at his lower back seemed to flood the whole of his back at once. If he had to name it, it was the feeling of conquest.
"Kuhk. Kk!"
Eun-ju gagged and clamped both hands hard around his thighs. Thick, cloudy spit spilled from her lower lip and ran. He pulled her head back once, meaning to give her room to breathe — and in that same instant he couldn't hold it.
"Ngh...!"
The orgasm rushing in was past stopping.
"Paaaah—!"
Spurt—! Spurt—!
A long strand stretched from her lips to her chin and back into her mouth. Every time she gasped for air it swayed, and after a moment it slid free and dropped to the floor.
"Haaa... haaa...."
On the face of the girl heaving for breath, shoulders shaking, the white semen he had poured out was splattered everywhere. Across her bangs, her cheeks, her eyelids, the bridge of her nose. Over her lips and inside her mouth, all the way down to her chin. As if there were still some left in him, he twitched and spat out more, and it fell across Eun-ju's shoulders, her chest, her thighs.
"Haa. Haa. Haa. E-Eun-ju."
"Haaa... huuuu... nngh...."
Eun-ju didn't really react. All the strength seemed to have left her; she stayed neatly on her knees, watching the white fluid slide and drip, her mouth working.
"D-don't swallow it...!"
"I-I was just tasting it!"
Neither of them spoke again until their breath came back. Even as the rough gasping slowly settled, she stayed kneeling quietly beneath his legs. A little time passed, and their eyes met as she wiped at her face bit by bit with her fingertips.
"Ah— w-wait a second."
He scrambled around the room in search of tissues. The sight must have been funny enough; she let out a strange little snort.
"H-here. Wipe up. Th-that's an order."
He had to get this cleaned up before she came out of the hypnosis.
"Mm. Hehe. An order?"
Eun-ju looked up at him with a bright, easy smile.
"Y-yeah, that's right. Yeah. It's an order. I'll wipe too."
He diligently wiped the semen that had landed where her hands couldn't reach, or where she couldn't easily see. Touching that soft skin, though, his cock started to swell all over again.
"Wh-what do I do about this...?"
Eun-ju looked thoroughly flustered.
"I-I thought once you came, that was it...?"
As if. Remembering what Ha Eun-ju had just done for him, he figured he could go into the double digits. But.
"It's fine. F-first, put your clothes on."
"Why...?"
"Huh?"
"Huh...?"
At the order to get dressed, she tilted her head. She tilted it — and then her face went beet red.
"Ah, r-right. If the order is to get dressed, I have to get dressed. Yeah...!"
She fumbled around and picked up her top.
"W-what's wrong...?"
"Nothing! Nothing!"
She waved her hands wildly and yanked the clothes on.
"Aaah, s-something. I'm getting dizzy. L-like I'm w-waking up from a dream...!"
Eun-ju had started saying something terrifying enough to make his legs give out.
"Th-that can't happen...!"
"Aaah... wh-what do I dooo...."
"F-first. Lie on the bed! That's an o-order. And uh...! O-open the window too! I'm g-going out. Got it!"
"Mm. It's an order, so I guess I have to."
"Right! Obviously! You have to! I-I'm going."
Click!
Bang!
"Haa...! That was way too close."
He pounded at his chest, which was hammering as if a storm had blown through it, trying to settle the shock.
"Hoo... seriously legendary."
He wanted to tattoo the events of today somewhere on himself. Wondering idly where would be best, he glanced down at his thigh — and met the eyes of his completely bare lower half.
"Oh. My pants."
And then he also ran into Yeon-su in the living room, both hands over her face.
"H-hey, hey!! Wh-what are you doing!!!"
Then again, if she was going to look through the gaps in her fingers, why bother covering her face at all? Clutching his groin, he bolted for the room.
"You pervert!!!!!"
Bang!!
"Wh-why are you following me!!"
If she didn't want to see, she could have gone quietly to her own room. Why come in after him?
"Wh-what are you going to do about the eyes that saw this!!"
"Do about what. I'm putting clothes on, so get out."
At his words she suddenly dropped to the floor.
"What are you doing...! I said get out...!"
"H-hypnotize me or something. Wh-what. M-make me forget."
"Huh...?"