Chapter 64
The greatest aphrodisiac is love. I snuck a glance at Yerim. Could we actually have sex? What if I brought it up and she rejected me completely? As if reading my mind, Charles spoke up softly. "Unnie. Do you think you could handle taking Kangmin-oppa inside you?"
At that, Yerim’s head shook from side to side so violently it was reminiscent of a helicopter. A fierce rejection. "Then, do you want to keep watching me have sex with him?" Yerim’s face flushed, and she nodded slowly. Well, I suppose that’s that. If I want to put on a good show for Yerim today, cowgirl position would be best.
I lay back on the bed. Charles lifted my legs. Wait, uh. Rimming? It feels good, but isn't that a bit hardcore to show Yerim? Or is it? Come to think of it, she managed fellatio without any issues after our first kiss. Maybe she doesn't have any aversion to oral stuff. After all, she even got her tongue pierced and split.
Yerim didn't know what Charles was about to do and stared intently at the area Charles's mouth was heading toward. And the moment she saw where Charles’s lips touched, she covered her face. "Ch, Charles. Why there? Why are you kissing that spot?" Her cheeks turned redder than the evening sunset. She used a pronoun like "that spot," avoiding any direct mention. Well, of course she would. It’s not every day you see someone deep-kissing a man’s asshole.
Charles pulled her tongue away and beamed. "Ah, Kangmin-oppa likes getting kissed on the butt. It’s called rimming. If I do this, he gets an erection again even if he’s already finished a few times."
Then she started kissing again. She wrapped her hand around my cock, stroked the area beneath my balls with her tongue, and then took it into her mouth, sucking with a wet, smacking sound. Only after thoroughly soaking my balls did she move her tongue back to my ass to kiss it meticulously. Watching this, Yerim stammered, "I, I've heard of doing it with your mouth... but this is my first time seeing this... is your couple usually like this?"
"Ye, yeah—we don't just do things like this. I do whatever Oppa asks for. We have sex through the butt, I give him enemas, and if he wants to hit me, I accept that too—." She kissed my ass in between her words. Her breath felt ticklish. My cock was already standing stiffly again. I had finished in Yerim’s mouth, but it still wasn't enough.
"Charles, do you want to get on top?"
She climbed onto my waist in the cowgirl position. I adjusted the angle so the junction was clearly visible to Yerim. Seeing my cock, which had reached all the way to the pussy of Charles, who was hovering high above my waist, Yerim let out a sharp gasp and held her breath.
"Unnie. Kangmin-oppa’s cock goes in this deep." Charles lifted one hand and poked near her own navel, speaking to Yerim. Yerim covered her face, peeking at my cock through the gaps in her fingers. Unlike her body, which looked experienced and was covered in tattoos and piercings, she was overflowing with shyness. I suppose that’s natural, given that she got them as a way to rebel against her Christian mother.
"Anyway, Unnie. Do you want to try touching how thick Oppa’s cock is?" Charles grabbed Yerim’s hand and brought it toward my crotch. If I had done it, she would have refused, but when Charles pulled her hand, she didn't resist and let herself be led. Her slender fingers trembled as she gripped my cock slightly. "Try wrapping your thumb and middle finger around it."
Even when she made a ring with her thumb and middle finger, she couldn't grasp the thickest part. Yerim hurriedly pulled her hand away. Half fear, half tension. There didn't seem to be any anticipation. Well, if someone told me, "I'm going to shove something as thick as a rolling pin into you," I’d be terrified too. Especially since Yerim has androphobia. Fellatio was fine since it was only on the glans (which was still the size of a ping-pong ball), but penetration must be too much.
"It, it's so hard..." Yerim uncurled her fingers and rubbed her hand against her own babydoll lingerie. That’s a bit hurtful, you know. It’s not like it’s dirty. She turned her eyes away, staring at a beer can. She’s definitely overthinking it. Then, feeling my gaze, she put her hand into her crotch and covered it tightly. Her body had shrunk as if the mere imagination of penetration was frightening. I suppose I need to show her through Charles that it feels good.
I hugged Charles’s waist gently. "Charles, can you go down slowly?"
"Ye, yes." Charles glanced at Yerim. "Unnie, usually when we do this, Kangmin-oppa kisses me softly while we're joined. Then, I produce so much precum—. Enough for such a thick cock to enter without any trouble. And because it’s so thick, it feels... so♥, good-♥."
As she lowered her waist slowly, Charles moaned and trembled every time the thick part stretched her pussy. It seemed that putting a cock grown by magic into a pussy tightened by a succubus's ability was an incredibly difficult task. "Usually♥, he kisses me on the lips. But I wanted to show you the junction♥ of our pussy and cock♥, so I purposely didn't kiss him♥. Look♥♥."
She lowered her waist until the middle of my cock was inside, then lifted it again. A long, glistening string of precum stretched from her pussy. Yerim watched this scene with a face turned bright red.
"You know, when Kangmin-oppa kisses me, I get so wet♥ it feels like a soda can could fit inside."
That’s not even an exaggeration. With the power of a succubus, fisting might be possible, but... I don't want that... it’s too hardcore... My cock was on the verge of going limp. Sensing my member wilting, Charles squeezed the inside of her body, milking my cock with her pussy. She pressed her navel against mine. Grinding her waist like a millstone, she whispered in my ear, 'Oppa, I’m just saying that.'
'Th, that’s right, isn't it?'
'But Oppa... what do you think about me not using my succubus powers, and just crying while I shove a soda can into my tight pussy like this?'
Wh, what? Isn't that too intense? If I saw that, my cock would die— 'If Oppa wants to see it... I’ll do it while crying my eyes out...'
Squeeze. My cock stood up stiffly. This situation, these words... they were so arousing. She doesn't want to do it, but if Oppa wants to, she'll do anything—it’s hardcore, but if she says she’ll do it— I didn't answer, just thrust my waist up once. Charles let out a sweet, 'Hiiit—' moan.
"Charles, do you want to find the spot that feels good and masturbate today?"
"Sh, should I♥?"
This time it was my turn to speak. I looked at Yerim and explained the good parts of sex. "Noona, I know men are scary, but when you're having skinship and sex, it feels like you’re cherishing each other. Sometimes, even your skin feels like an obstacle. You get the feeling that you just want to melt away together into a single liquid."
I suppose the only way to reduce Yerim’s androphobia is for us to act as sex study materials. Where it feels good when you have sex. Why we do it. Just like those panda mating videos they play to help pandas mate. In tune with my words, Charles was faithfully shaking her waist on top of me.
"Unnie, the middle part of the thick glans. When he strokes my G-spot, I get so aroused♥, it feels like electric currents are flowing inside my pussy. And it feels so good♥ when the glans touches my cervix, it’s so hard and nice♥."
I snuck a look at Yerim’s body. She has hips, but not like Youngsun-noona or Charles. I suspect that if I started piston-ing, she’d cry that it hurts after my cock went in halfway. Hmm. But there’s no need to tell her that in advance. And who knows, it might be surprisingly deep when we actually have sex!
Just as I thought, Yerim seemed to be imagining what it would feel like to have her cervix touched. She pressed her hand firmly near her own navel. She wouldn't be able to feel anything just by doing that, though. "I, I don't really know. Does it feel that good?"
"Ugh, yes♥" Charles seemed to like the way she was digging into her pussy in the cowgirl position. Come to think of it, even when we first met, she liked finding the spots that felt good to her while in the cowgirl position. Should I be a human dildo today? But Charles didn't seem to have any intention of using me like a dildo.
"Oppa, I like having sex while looking at your face-♥" She uttered those lovely words, reached out, and interlaced her fingers with mine. Yerim seemed to really like the hand-holding. She stared intently at the spot where Charles’s interlaced fingers were buried in the blanket. She wasn't looking at the penetration point. Hmm. Does she like being hugged, stroked, and holding hands more than the penetration? Then, perhaps?
"Charles, I want to kiss Charles-."
At that, Charles’s pupils dilated. I thought that if this were a hentai, there would be heart-shaped pupils in her eyes. She gripped our interlaced hands even tighter and leaned her body over me. Her voluptuous breasts were crushed softly against my pectorals, and Charles’s tongue slipped between my lips. "Oppa, I like you too-"
Sweet breath poured out violently from her nose and mouth. She must have really liked the kiss, because Charles’s pussy tightened, milking my cock. This was the first time I’d experienced Charles’s pussy tightening this strongly. It seems she really loves kissing me and hearing me say I like her. The reaction wasn't just coming from Charles. I could feel it from Yerim, who was watching us. She was breathing heavily through her nose and twisting her body. She was rubbing her own arms. It felt like she wanted someone to hug her. Hmm. Do these two prefer gentle sex... This is a bit different from Youngsun-noona. Youngsun-noona got more aroused the rougher I treated her. Charles’s moan broke my train of thought. "Oppa, Oppa. Oppa’s cock feels so good. I think I’m going to come-♥"