#12 Scenario: Merry Christmas Gift
"Yeah, I believe you."
After everything she'd seen of him at the company and outside, she could trust him.
Maeng Soyul was a woman too, after all, so she wanted confirmation.
She grabbed his wrist, now slipped between her thighs, and looked straight into his eyes.
"...You'll take responsibility, right?"
At the word responsibility, he met her gaze without a flicker of hesitation and nodded.
"Of course."
Only after hearing that did she release his wrist. As if he'd been waiting, his hand delved into her most delicate, precious depths.
A soft rustle.
Feeling the thin strap of her panties snag, she lifted her hips slightly.
It was embarrassing how they slipped off without any resistance.
"Hng…."
His hand didn't rush back after removing her panties. Instead, it caressed the soft skin around her pussy.
Just that alone sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through her, making her body tremble.
"Hngh…."
"So cute."
"……."
She couldn't respond to being called cute, merely pursing her lips innocently.
A light smack of lips.
He kissed her offered lips, then slowly moved his hand to rub her already soaked pussy with his fingers.
"Haah?!"
Even though it was her first time, it felt like her body was already trained—her vision flashed white for an instant, and she gushed fluids like a flood.
A trickle.
"I barely touched you... and you already came?"
She wasn't sure exactly what came meant, but she could guess.
"N-no, I didn't…."
A wet rub.
The moment she denied it, his thick finger circled her clit.
"Haa… hng…."
Sweet, lewd moans escaped her lips unbidden. The obscene sounds made her feel like she was sinning, flushing her face even redder.
"Look at me, Soyul."
Glancing up at his words, she found his face inches away, his breath hot on her skin.
"Chup…."
His tongue slipped gently between her soft, pink lips.
Maeng Soyul shyly sucked on the invading tongue.
"Hmph…."
Before she knew it, his finger slid into her tight, developed pussy. It stimulated her soaked walls fully.
"Hng… ha-eung… hng!"
Moaning right in front of him while sucking his tongue was mortifying.
Wet squelches.
She was so aroused that each thrust and withdrawal of his finger produced lewd water sounds.
Embarrassed yet overwhelmed by the heat rising from below, numbing her senses.
"Lift your head."
At Nam Siu's command as he pulled away from the kiss, she instinctively tilted her chin up.
"Churp."
As his fingers toyed with her pussy and his hot, sticky tongue savored her nape like a delicacy, a floating euphoria made her cry out loudly.
"Haaaah!"
She squeezed her eyes shut, clenching her limbs tight. Her body shuddered like she'd been shocked; gray static and stars flickered before her eyes like a TV losing signal.
Her body felt weightless, a powerful urge to let go of everything washing over her.
"Aaaaaah……."
She exhaled long and shaky, cheeks flushed, mouth agape as she caught her breath.
When she finally came to and opened her eyes, Nam Siu was gazing at her affectionately.
"Felt good?"
"……N-no… I mean…."
She couldn't describe the new sensation in detail.
"Look at this, Soyul."
He held up his finger. No explanation needed—it was clearly her own juices.
Whoosh!
Her face burned as she reached out with both hands to grab his urgently.
"No, it's not."
"What do you mean, not? Ugh, you're too cute, seriously."
"Ah, no. Wipe it off."
"For real?"
He pulled her close, lifting her skirt, then spread her pussy slightly with two fingers and whispered in her ear.
"It's still leaking out of your pussy."
Hearing pussy right by her ear was lewd and humiliating.
"Ugh…."
"Just kidding. You're adorable."
As he laughed and tickled her cheek, he brought his juice-slick finger to her lips.
"Mmph."
She clamped her mouth shut, but his persistent rubbing made her pout and suck his finger, coated in her own fluids.
"Good girl."
"You're… such a pervert…."
"It's just us, so who cares."
"Still…."
She kept pursing her lips, and he licked her earlobe.
"I want you to do it for me too."
"……."
He naturally guided her hand to his bulging cock.
Even through his pants, the heat was palpable.
"……."
She'd only ever seen her little brother's when bathing him, so the embarrassment doubled.
"It's okay if you don't want to."
His voice sounded disappointed and sulky.
Her heart sank. She'd read somewhere that little disappointments like this build up to breakups.
"No, I can do it."
Maeng Soyul twisted around, looking up at him with pursed lips.
"Tell me how. I'm new at this."
"R-really? Then…."
He lifted his hips and slid off his pants smoothly.
She squeezed her eyes shut at the sight, averting her gaze sideways despite her resolve. Shyness won out.
"I'll try."
She knelt on the floor for better access to his cock, lifting the Santa hat slightly to clear her bangs.
"……."
Staring at the bulge over his panties made her tense.
Hearing the movie's OST from behind, she pulled his panties down.
As they descended, his thick, massive cock emerged, widening her eyes.
"Uh… um…."
Having only seen her brother's, an adult cock froze her momentarily.
"It's fine if it's too much, really."
Nam Siu gently fixed her messy bangs as he spoke softly.
"No, I can do it."
Wanting to do something for this mature man who always cared for her, she yanked the panties down fully.
Plop.
The glans tapped her nose bridge. A thick, masculine scent filled her nostrils.
Just the smell made her pussy feel wetter.
Tension shifted to pounding excitement.
Stroke.
Her small, pale hand touched the veiny shaft.
Feeling the pulse at her fingertips, she stared in fascination.
Gently stroking the shaft, a bead of precum formed at the tip.
"Wanna lick it?"
"Eek… y-yeah?"
The idea of putting it in her mouth sparked aversion.
"I'll… try."
She pursed her lips, extended her tongue, and lapped the glans tip.
A musky taste spread in her mouth.
"Good girl."
His praise made her look up at him, tongue still on the glans.
"Like this?"
"Yeah, perfect."
She licked the glans while stroking the shaft.
It felt natural, not awkward for a first time.
As if she'd done it countless times in some dream.
"Use your lips more."
His hand gripped the hat, pressing gently.
More than aversion to sucking it, she wondered if it would even fit.
She sealed her lips around the glans and sucked like vacuum-packing.
"Churp… mm…."
Looking up, his eyes beamed with affection.
He was happy with what she was doing.
That was enough.
Mindset shifted, aversion vanished like a lie.
His twitching body each time her tongue touched was just cute.
Seeing his big-puppy expression, she took his cock deep into her throat.
"Churrp…."
Unable to swallow the pooling saliva, each suck made lewd noises.
"Swallow and suck."
"Ah, okay… mm…."
Eyes squeezed shut, she gulped hard.
Then resumed licking his now-empty mouth's prize.
"Wanna do here too?"
Pop.
Pulling out made a fun sound.
Nam Siu gripped his glans and lifted it to his belly.
"Where?"
"Below."
Her eyes fell on his hairy, wrinkled balls.
"Do you… usually do this too?"
"Wanted it as my Merry Christmas gift…."
"Ah, hehe."
She covered her mouth, giggling. He must've struggled to ask, and her question flustered him.
"You're cute."
"M-me? First time hearing that."
"……As long as you're cute to me."
"Soyul, cut me some slack on the sudden seriousness."
Maeng Soyul lightly placed her hand on his shaft and pouted.
"I'll try."
With that, she lowered her head and took the unfamiliar balls into her mouth.
Twitch.
Rolling them with her tongue made his body shudder.
Seeing a man so vulnerable and lewd brought a smile.
Knowing it was a sight only for her deepened her love.
"Churp… mm…."
Marking territory, she slathered saliva with her tongue—then his hand pressed firmer.
"Can you do here too?"
He spread his legs wide, feet on the table ahead, half-reclining. His asshole came into view.
"Uh… h-here?"
Sucking cock was new enough; now his asshole?
Maeng Soyul tilted her head, lower lip out.
"Pretty please~."
Less aversion than with the cock.
She crouched low like a dog, grabbed and spread his cheeks.
Though first time, her body moved first.
"Churp…."
"Whoa…."
His low groan spurred her on.
Extending her small tongue to rim his asshole, her breath quickened.
"Churrp… haa… mm… slurp…."
Squeeze.
He pressed her head harder, burying her face fully in his crack.
She squinted up at him but soon surrendered, closing her eyes and tonguing his hole.
At least Oppa likes it.