Want to Come to My Place? [2]
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A single pair of shoes sat alone in the spacious entryway.
“Come on in and make yourself comfortable.”
Beyond the transparent glass door lay a gray marble hallway.
Following the paintings that lined the corridor led to a wide kitchen with a massive island counter. Next to it was a living room featuring a luxurious leather sofa, a huge TV that dominated one entire wall, and large speakers flanking both sides.
“What about the others…?”
“There aren’t any. I live alone.”
I’d noticed the rooms lining the hallway seemed empty. So this enormous house was just for her.
The size of the rooms I’d glimpsed while walking down the corridor didn’t seem all that different from my own place…
A villa with only two units per floor really was as impressive inside as it looked from the outside.
So this is what people mean when they talk about big corporations, huh.
“I’m going to take a quick shower. Want to look around in the meantime?”
The place she led me to was heaven.
A plush gaming chair and a top-of-the-line mechanical keyboard on the desk. Dual monitors in front of it and high-end speakers to match.
I didn’t even have to open it to know the PC inside was a beast.
“Whoa…”
I’d thought there wouldn’t be much to look at, but high-end gear like this changed everything. Even someone like me, who wasn’t particularly obsessed with computer hardware, couldn’t help but be impressed.
“Ta-da~. Do you like Western liquor?”
“Um… I’ve actually never tried it.”
She reappeared before I knew it, now wearing a silk pajama set. Her damp hair and the towel wrapped around it suggested she’d managed to shower in that short amount of time.
In one hand she held a glass bottle filled with amber liquid.
Even at a glance, it looked expensive. There was only about half left, so she must have opened it before.
Anyway, what I needed right now was alcohol.
To be honest, I’d been so tense since earlier that I barely even knew what I was saying.
I might have been pretending to admire the computer setup, but an invitation to come over to a woman’s house was obviously a green light. I wasn’t some clueless virgin. I knew exactly what it meant. And having followed her all the way here, I’d be less than a man if I didn’t have any dirty thoughts.
Even the faint scent of Jeong Yeonhui’s skin that drifted over whenever she moved was setting my nerves on fire.
“Y-your place is really nice.”
That was probably why such a random comment slipped out.
I thought I couldn’t stand the silence, but the moment I spoke, the awkwardness only grew thicker.
“This used to be where my whole family lived. Everyone except me moved to the States. Mom, Dad, and my little sister too.”
She wet her lips with the whiskey she’d poured into a glass.
The bitter taste hit hard even from just a small sip. When the apple-like aftertaste began to linger, she continued.
“Why did you stay behind?”
“I don’t know… I guess I felt like I’d been living a boring life. I wondered what would happen if I started doing things I’d never done before. So the day before the flight, I ghosted them.”
…To me, that sounded plenty exciting.
Jeong Yeonhui spoke about something so shocking in the most casual tone imaginable.
She emptied the rest of her glass, then suddenly scooted right up next to me on the sofa.
The sound of the leather creaking seemed unusually loud.
“So yeah, I’m the only one left in Korea.”
“That must feel lonely.”
“…It does. It’s lonely. I don’t even have any friends. That’s why I was so happy to meet you. I was lonely… and I wanted a friend in the neighborhood. It’s even better if that person happens to match my taste.”
She brushed her hair to one side and gazed at me with deep, meaningful eyes.
Did that mean… me? I match her taste? In what way? My face…?
All kinds of questions swirled through my head. My mouth went completely dry.
Gulp.
I could even hear myself swallowing because every single one of my nerves was standing on edge.
“What do you think of me?”
“…You’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
Another silence.
This time our eyes met.
Our faces slowly drew closer.
Without any signal between us, our eyes closed. Our lips touched.
The distinctive aroma of whiskey and the faint scent of mint toothpaste filled my mouth.
My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst through my chest.
Because what I’d been imagining ever since I stepped through her front door was finally happening.
I was worried my nervousness might be obvious to her.
Chu. Chuu—.
At first they were short. Then longer.
Our lips met and parted. Even without speaking, we gradually pressed closer together.
“Haa…”
When had I stopped breathing…? The breath I’d been holding finally burst out.
We sucked on each other’s lips, pressed them together, sometimes devoured them roughly before pulling away. She did the same.
She slowly savored my lips, then licked them.
Finally her tongue slipped inside. I gently parted my lips for her.
The strange sensation of someone else’s saliva mixing with mine was both bizarre and electrifying.
How many years had it been?
The saliva I hadn’t tasted in so long made lust surge through me like wildfire.
Had I ever been this aroused in my life? If I’m being dramatic, even my first time probably hadn’t been this exciting.
Maybe it was because of the beautiful face I saw every time I opened my eyes.
Honestly, she was exactly my type.
Our faces were so close our noses touched. While sharing a heated kiss, I cupped her cheek.
Her flushed cheek felt just as warm as it looked.
Chu—. Chuuu—.
Our tongues rubbed against each other, exchanging sticky saliva.
The sharp bitterness of the alcohol and the sweet mint flavor gradually faded, leaving only the thick, unfamiliar taste of each other’s saliva swirling in our mouths.
My excited breathing came out in hot puffs that seemed strong enough to push her away.
Sometimes I’d gently bite her tongue, and other times she’d suck on my lips.
Chuuup—.
It felt like a battle for dominance. The kiss grew so intense that it was impossible to tell whose saliva was pooling in whose mouth.
“Huu…”
Only after a full exchange of offense and defense did our lips finally part.
Once the line had been crossed, there was no stopping.
Now I was curious about her bare skin.
I slowly reached for the buttons on her pajama top.
I wanted to see her full, voluptuous breasts right away, but I didn’t have the patience to undo them one by one.
“Do you want to take it off?”
“……Yes.”
“Just so there’s no misunderstanding… I don’t do this with just anyone, okay?”
As the front of her shirt slowly fell open, a black lace bra came into view.
Below it, the peach-like cleavage and the eleven-shaped abs visible above her navel.
I slipped my hand inside her bra. Soft, warm flesh filled my palm. I wondered if my hands had always been this cold.
The firm, protruding shape at the center of her breast transmitted itself clearly through touch.
Her chest, rising and falling with quick breaths, throbbed powerfully against my palm. Her heartbeat was just as fast as mine.
“Mmh…”
A soft moan.
Even as her body trembled slightly, the hand gripping my shoulder tightened, pulling me even closer.
The strap of her bra slid smoothly off her shoulder.
Under the soft living room lighting, Jeong Yeonhui’s hidden skin was finally revealed.
At the end of those blindingly white, smooth curves were deep pink nipples.
Fuck, that’s hot…
As if I couldn’t hold back any longer, I kissed her again and laid her down.
This kiss was much deeper and more desperate than before.
Chu—. Chuuu—. Chuuup.
The arm wrapped around her waist tightened. Her soft body pressed completely against mine.
I began to slowly move downward.
From her upper lip to her lower lip, along her smooth jawline, to her pale, perfectly kissable neck, then taking her deeply hollowed collarbone into my mouth before moving even lower.
I took a big bite of her breast.
When my lips closed around it, only the nipple remained in my mouth. It was the kind of breast that made me want to bite and suck over and over.
At the same time, Jeong Yeonhui’s back arched like a bow. It was as if she was pushing her chest out toward me.
The tongue that had been tangled with hers moments ago seemed to have found her weakness perfectly this time.
I sucked hard, kneaded her entire breast with my hand, and swirled my tongue around her areola.
“Nngh…”
She seemed to like the light, kissing-like sucks, because every time I did it she let out a moan.
While my mouth tormented her right breast, my hand caressed the left.
As I indulged in this breast worship disguised as foreplay, my cock throbbed angrily inside my pants, unable to wait any longer.
“Haaah—!”
That sweet, delicate gasp. At this point, not fucking her would be a crime.
Removing her pants wasn’t difficult at all. Beneath the silk pajamas, I easily slid off the black lace panties that matched her bra.
“…You take yours off too.”
I undid the button of my uncomfortably tight pants. The front of my underwear was slightly damp from precum.
Jeong Yeonhui was also staring at the prominent bulge rising beneath my underwear.
Gulp.
This time she was the one swallowing hard.
After steadying her breath, she reached into the folds of her fallen pajama top and pulled something out. It was an unopened condom.
With her slender, long fingers, she pulled my underwear down. Even the slightest contact was enough to send jolts of pleasure through me.
When my rock-hard cock sprang free, she made a slightly startled expression.
“You’re… really excited, huh?”
“You’re no different, Yeonhui.”
The center of her black panties was soaked and sticky, wasn’t it?
It meant she was just as turned on as I was.
“You can drop the honorifics, you know.”
“I’m more comfortable this way.”
It wasn’t on purpose. I really did find polite speech more comfortable.
She suddenly grabbed my cock with her hand.
She looked at it with curious eyes, as if she were seeing one for the first time.
When had she been the one seducing me earlier?