Changes (3)
'Aw, hyung, you have no idea. A bald pussy is so fucking hot.' I suddenly recalled something Park Hyeonwoo had said once. It was before he met Han Seoyeoni, when he'd bragged to me about banging some bitch in heat.
'The basics of a slut start with a bald pussy. Coax a girl who hates it into getting waxed, and that's insanely arousing.'
'Some of them even take the initiative and shave it themselves once you show them a taste of cock.'
'It's more fun making a bald pussy than just popping cherries. Virgins just whine about the pain and suck at fucking anyway. Of course, nothing beats deflowering one and then shaving off all the pubes.'
'No, no. Only the ones whose slits look good when you spread 'em. Bulgogi pussies just get dirtier no matter how much you shave 'em.'
'Pale skin, pink nipples, a neat straight-line slit—only girls like that. Perfect for face-fucking and creampies. Just clean cum leaking out.'
'Haha, so hyung's never tasted a bald pussy~'
'Huh? Oh, your girlfriend? What, why bring her up all of a sudden... Was it because her name's Seoyeoni?'
'A girlfriend? Of course not! Unless she wants it... I only make the sluts do it, you know?'
'Ugh, why bring up sluts and then suddenly... Now it sounds like I'm the weird one.'
'No, it is weird~ But she's still your girlfriend.'
Back then, Hyeonwoo had been cautious around Seoyeoni. Which made sense—she was my girlfriend, after all. But now? He'd gone completely rogue. Twisting her to fit his filthy tastes. Her slutty new underwear and skimpy outfits? I could handle that. The changed hairstyle, the subtly altered makeup? Bearable. But this...? Even if it grew back, her body had fundamentally changed. In her most intimate place, no less.
I had no idea what Seoyeoni had been thinking. Had she just gone along because Hyeonwoo asked? Because it was his kink? She'd never waxed before, not even mentioned it to me. Not a word of consultation. When she called saying she'd stay over, she hadn't said a thing. She must've already been waxed by then. Dragged by the hand into a waxing salon by Hyeonwoo, blushing furiously as she got the treatment.
And then they'd fucked. He—not me—had been the first to see her cleanly shaved pussy. Back at his place, they'd probably inspected it together, poking and prodding in fascination, him sucking on it because he wanted to. And naturally, that led to sex...
Blood surged to my head.
"Fuck..."
My eyes bloodshot, I zoomed in on the photo, then bashed my head in self-loathing frustration. Honestly? It turned me on. So much I couldn't stand it. It had always been just thin, fluffy peach fuzz, but now, shaved clean? A whole new level. Not even a hint of pigmentation. Her plump, pale mound, her groin silky white. And that pussy... so perfectly shaped. Without the hair, its beauty hit even harder—the shape, the color, all flawless. It suited her image better now: pristine, innocent, pure white and demure... just like Seoyeoni, with an extra cute vibe.
But... there was usage on it. Her gorgeous pussy lips were glazed with sticky juices. The hole hadn't even clenched shut yet—captured mid-gape. Probably snapped while she was panting in ecstasy. He'd just sent the pic and gone right back at it, I bet. If I had that pussy in front of me, I'd fuck it all night too. Admire it until I got hard, pound it senseless, eat her out, then pound again. I couldn't, but Hyeonwoo? He was doing exactly that right now.
"Ngh..."
I couldn't hold back. I buried my face in the pussy pic and humped the air, my swollen dick grinding frantically against the cold, hard floor. Like a pathetic loser jerking off to pixels, I zoomed until it blurred, cranked the brightness to max.
No word from Seoyeoni or Hyeonwoo. They'd tossed me jerkbait and expected me to wait it out stroking. I wanted to stare, lick, suck, fuck it too—but it wasn't my turn yet. She was my girlfriend, but my turn came tomorrow morning at best. Only after Hyeonwoo had his fill, enjoyed her, creampied her raw. Hell, maybe she'd be too exhausted from an all-nighter to take me. Then I'd wait more. Until her piston-fucked pussy recovered... She was mine, but Hyeonwoo came first. My Seoyeoni, slowly molding to his tastes over mine. That thrilled me to my core. Defeat, despair, frustration—all twisted into vicious arousal. My head buzzed, skull tingling from the overload.
"Kgh, ughhh."
A pathetic pleasure welled from my dick. Not her pussy—just the cold floor, grinding away.
"Hng...? O-oppa? Our pasta..."
Pasta could wait. I tossed the bread she'd brought aside and shoved her roughly onto the bed.
"I want to do it."
"H-huh? R-right now...?"
"Yeah."
"Kyaa...! W-wait! Just a sec, nooo...!!"
As I yanked down her panties, a startled Seoyeoni flailed, grabbing my wrist. Her face flushed crimson, she pressed her thighs together, shielding her skirt like a barrier.
"Th-then I'll just go to the bathroom real quick..."
"No."
"Kyaa! O-okay...! I said okayyy..."
She clamped her thighs tight, pleading with her eyes for me to calm down. I knew it was a bit much, but I couldn't. Her ears burned red. I could see her agonizing over how to broach it.
Her reaction confirmed it—that pic was a sneaky snap from Hyeonwoo.
"Haa... B-but, you know..."
"Yeah."
"I did something with Hyeonwoo oppa...?"
"..."
"I-I said no at first, but he said you'd like it..."
My heart pounded wildly. Convinced by that?
"But it's not permanent... H-he said try it once, and if I don't like it, just stop... Something about hygiene too..."
Repeating Hyeonwoo's words to me now. My chest heaved harder, unbearable.
"D-don't freak out too much, okay...?"
"..."
"I... got waxed down there..."
"Where?"
I knew, but I made her say it. Hearing it from her lips made my stomach churn—with extra heat.
"D-down there, you know! The hair... there!"
"Haa."
"Kyaa! O-oppa...!!"
I ripped her panties down roughly. Short skirt, no shorts underneath. And the panties? Lace, mesh—lewd as hell, brand new. But that wasn't the point. I peered between her legs.
Breath caught in my throat.
"D-does it look weird...? First time since middle school... I feel so awkward too..."
"..."
"J-just... staring might make it okay..."
I just stared, speechless, and she trailed off, flustered. I was losing my mind. Way beyond the photo. Plump, pale, silky smooth... Neatly closed, a cute straight slit. Nothing else—just flawless white. The sight alone was too much. I wanted to spread those thick lips, bury my face in the pink insides.
"O-oppa...! No..."
"Huh?"
She blocked me at the worst moment, covering her slit.
Suddenly, she bowed her head, trembling faintly. Hesitant. After agonizing alone, she swallowed hard—audibly—and looked up. Face even redder.
"S-so, what do you think...? Weird?"
"No, not weird at all. It's just... so pretty..."
"Good..."
She sighed cutely in relief. Still covering up.
I wanted to devour her, or at least inspect closely.
"Hng... B-but that won't work...!"
"What do you mean won't—"
"Just looking... only looking's okay."
"What?"
Like a hammer to the head.
Seoyeoni just blushed oddly, hand over her pussy.
"He said no stimulation for at least three days... No touching, no sucking... no doing it..."
"What?? Th-that's..."
"Even Hyeonwoo oppa and I didn't yesterday...! We just slept..."
Seoyeoni's a terrible liar. It showed all over her face. She'd definitely fucked Hyeonwoo. Yesterday, probably this morning too. And now lying to me that it was off-limits...
"But looking's fine... If you wanna cum, you can... I'll help."
Awkward, forced acting. Expression, voice, gestures—all stiff. Like someone had scripted it for her.
"Sh-should I use my feet...? Then you can see it, and it'll feel good too..."
Suddenly feet. Not hands, mouth, or pussy—feet. No way she'd thought of that herself. Had to be Hyeonwoo's orders.
He'd commanded her to do something to me.
"Wanna move to the floor? It'll be easier for you..."
"Ah..."
And she was doing it. Just like that. To me.