Discharge (4)
In the blink of an eye, our positions reversed. The moment she finished swallowing every last drop of that enormous load and slumped in exhaustion, I seized the opening, wrapped my arms around Bae Eunsol, and toppled her onto the bed.
"Kyaa!! Stop it! Aing, don't!!"
Eunsol squirmed and whined that it tickled. Of course she didn't look the least bit serious about shoving me away.
"Really don't?"
It was the kind of statement that could get ugly in court, so I made sure of her answer. Even so I didn't forget to brush her tangled hair back from her face.
She shook her head side to side…
Eunsol gave me a soft, silly grin and gently refused. Her eyes shone with pure, naked hunger for affection.
She was so damn cute I couldn't help it—I sank my teeth into the side of her neck. A low, passionate moan slipped out of her.
I personally prefer not to leave everything slicked in fluids, so I used only my lips, carefully working the sensitive skin of her throat. Every time I did, Eunsol writhed and twisted in pure bliss.
"Hnn… I feel weird… Hup… Hup…"
The perfume on her was still strong for someone who claimed she'd just finished work. Maybe she'd sprayed it in a hurry before leaving, just in case she ran into me.
I laced our fingers together, giving her something solid to hold onto; her thrashing eased a little. Even while I did that I kept shifting the place my mouth landed, hunting for her sweet spots.
"Haah…"
There—a faint catch in her breath. Higher rather than lower, closer to the earlobe.
I flicked my tongue out just in case and brushed the lobe. Instantly the hand locked with mine went rigid as if struck by lightning.
She flinched… flinched again…
Bingo. The second the pleasure climbed past a certain point Eunsol twisted her whole body, trying to escape.
But that was exactly when you don't let go. I sealed my lips around the upper half of her pierced earlobe and sucked hard.
A long, trembling moan spilled out of her. Before I knew it the heat of her skin was turning damp with sweat.
"Haa… haa… Can I touch?"
I deliberately breathed heavy and rough right against her ear. Instead of answering, Eunsol guided our joined hands down to her chest.
Then she slowly… slowly opened my palm and settled it over her breast. Soft fat formed a gentle curve under my hand.
I shifted us so she lay on her side. From behind I slid one arm under her neck—classic newlywed spooning. Feeling safe, Eunsol curled like a shrimp and pressed herself flush against me.
Then I reached around and filled my hand with her breast. A soft, yielding mass spilled into my palm.
"Whoa, they're huge."
"Nngh… They're not even a little big. It's just because you laid me on my side…"
That was exactly why I'd done it. I need something nice to feel if I'm going to get into it, and more importantly it gives the other person confidence.
"They won't even fit in one hand. First time I've felt that."
"Liar… Inside you're thinking they're tiny, aren't you?"
"No, seriously… I want to bury my whole hand in them."
"…"
Eunsol nodded without a word. She'd been playing modest, but the second I praised the size she looked genuinely comforted.
Click.
I unhooked her bra with practiced ease and slipped my hand under her clothes.
"Aahng… Don't touch my stomach. Lying on my side makes it look all saggy…"
She whined again the moment my fingers grazed a sensitive spot. I ignored her and kept climbing until I was inside the loosened cups.
And there—soft, bare flesh filled my palm at last.
"Hnnngh…"
Skin on skin made her reactions jump another level. Gravity helped the streamlined breasts curve even more, and at their tips the nipples had already hardened into tight little peaks.
I started with a gentle massage, cupping and kneading, while from behind I went back to sucking her earlobe.
Sllrp… sllrp… squeeze… squeeze…
Front and back stimulation at once sent Eunsol thrashing like she was losing her mind. Her feet kicked helplessly at empty air.
"Aah… ahhp… hnnngh…"
Every time I sucked, the metal of the piercing left a faint taste of iron. Mixed with the last traces of shampoo it turned into something filthy and irresistible.
"Ahhh… so good… it feels so good… I haven't felt like this in forever… unngh…"
Her chest was sensitive too, maybe, but more likely it was just the heat of the moment.
Think about the sex life she must have had with Yeongmin. The second that bastard got leave he used to sprint to the local tea house and buy tickets. He was the type who couldn't rest until he'd gotten his dick wet in some middle-aged ajumma with a beer belly—women I wouldn't even have considered. What do you think a guy like that did to Eunsol?
Same as always: grab a quick latte, drag her straight to a motel, drop his pants first thing to dump his backed-up load. He might have tried a couple of half-remembered AV foreplay moves, but those are all fake. A few clumsy sucks on a nipple, a half-assed attempt at oral, then he'd jam his angry cock into a pussy that wasn't even wet yet.
I'm not some amateur like that. The power of my pheromones works as comparative advantage—I have to make her feel I'm completely different from every partner before me. Look at me now: teasing her breasts with the lightest strokes, grazing her earlobe just enough to drive her crazy.
The night is long. Before it's over Eunsol is going to beg for it with her own mouth.
"Put it in…"
"Haa… haa… I want to see them myself…"
"…"
After a long time of just worshipping her ear I finally spoke. Without answering, Eunsol lifted her arms and started undoing the buttons of her shirt.
Click… click… click…
She was completely caught in the erotic atmosphere I'd built. Neither too fast nor too slow, she freed each button one by one.
When I felt the last one give I turned her so we faced each other on our sides.
"It's embarrassing…"
Only a single dim mood lamp was on, but it was more than enough to see the curve of her breasts. Gravity shaped the soft flesh into something dripping with sex appeal.
"Huff… huff…"
I didn't use a single word—just rough breathing to tell her exactly what I felt. My eyes never left her open shirt.
Neither big nor small, just ordinary. Given that she was 170 cm tall they actually looked a little modest by comparison.
"They're so pretty…"
But if I said that out loud she'd start crying. Instead I reached out with the same awed wonder as if I'd never seen breasts before.
I spread my palm into a V and cupped the outer swell. The small mound still had a tight, concentrated nipple standing proud at its peak.
I rolled my thumb over it, circling like turning a dial. Eunsol squeezed her eyes shut.
"I-it feels weird…"
"They're rock hard."
"They've been like that the whole time… ever since we walked in here with you…"
"What were you planning to do? What were you thinking when you brought me here?"
"Nngh… I don't want to say…"
Eunsol shook her head cutely and refused. I smoothed her messy hair again and pressed.
"Tell me. I told you everything, didn't I?"
Most of it had been lies, but still—I'd laid my shame out in the open. Eunsol cracked her eyes open a slit and buried the side of her face in the pillow, shy.
"I thought if it wasn't today I'd never see you again. That's why I got the courage."
"That's the excuse, not the plan. What were you going to do once you got me here?"
"I just wanted to talk a little. I've always wanted to, but you kept avoiding me…"
"Stop lying. You said you've been this hard ever since we walked in. Does that sound like someone who just wanted to talk?"
"You already know, so why are you doing this?"
"I don't know anything. Not until you say it yourself."
I kept pushing for the answer and she kept dodging, but there was no force in it—just the atmosphere carrying us both. All I was doing was helping her be honest about what she already wanted. She must have planned this from the start.
"I was going to pretend I was drunk… so I could lean on you…"
"Just lean?"
"Nngh… I was going to seduce you."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted you to fuck me…"
Finally the truth. I took my hand off her nipple and gently stroked her cheek.
"I want to eat…"
"Eat what?"
"Tits…"
"Pfft—"
I cracked the tension for a second. Before her laughter even finished I shoved my face down and took a mouthful of breast.
"Hnnph…"
The sensation was nothing like fingers; the pleasure bell that had quieted for a moment rang loud again. I moved my lips slow and lazy, the way a baby nurses.
"Nngh… haah…"
Soft lips kept teasing her most sensitive places—the exact opposite of Yeongmin's clumsy roughness, the gentlest caress in the world.
Sllrp… sllrp…
I gradually increased the suction, working the muscles around my mouth the same way she had worked me earlier.
"Haahng… does it taste good? Are my breasts that delicious?"
"Iyah…"
It was like rewinding the scene from before. I pulled off and switched to the tip of my tongue, flicking and circling the nipple.
"Aaa… aaahh…"
The pitch of her moans climbed half a step. I kept my tongue busy, licking every corner of the areola.
"Haah… ahh… why are you so good at this? I've never… hnnngh…"
She kept gasping at the kind of thorough attention Yeongmin had almost never given her. I rolled her fully onto her back and slowly worked my way lower.
I didn't miss a single rib, sucking and tasting every inch. I kept my saliva flowing so my mouth never dried, using it as lubricant as I attacked her side.
"Haa… haa…"
Eunsol's breathing turned ragged and her hips twitched. Every time they did, her ass shifted and made a lewd little sound.
Finally I reached her pants. I undid the buckle and pulled the zipper down with a long rasp, stating my intention clearly.
"Haah… haahh… t-take them off…"
In the end every path of stimulation ends between the legs. Her voice already sounded like she'd been waiting forever, begging me to look at everything.
I slid the pants down her long legs, peeling them completely away. Under a sexy pair of lace panties the outline of her stockings framed a seductive Y.
"You… wear stuff like this normally?"
"No! Today was that bastard's discharge day… I thought maybe I'd run into you, so I put them on…"
"Cute. So cute I want to just bite you. Ang!"
"Don't… I'll take them off myself."
"I'm taking them off."
"Aing… it's embarrassing. There might be something weird on them…"
"You said you wanted me to fuck you. So just stay still."
After wearing them all day of course there would be something. But it wasn't like this was my first time peeling panties off a woman—why would I care?
I slowly… slowly took hold of both sides of the waistband. Eunsol's tension spiked; the knowledge that she was about to show me everything made the stimulation almost unbearable.
I eased the panties down with care. I didn't want to miss a single curve of those god-sculpted hips, so I practiced the aesthetics of slowness.
Soft curls brushed the elastic and gradually came into view. I'd half hoped, but she hadn't gone so far as to tattoo down there.
"I'm really so embarrassed…"
"You saw every last bit of me, didn't you?"
"Taekgu's cock is pretty. Mine's all bushy, right? You must be super disappointed."
"Not even a little. It's so pretty I want to bury my face in it and pass out."
"Pffh…"
Praise isn't as easy as people think—especially about looks, for someone like Eunsol who's only ever heard nice things. Too much and it sounds fake; too little and you wound pride. So if you're going to do it, exaggerate all the way into humor.
Feeling better, Eunsol kept rubbing her thighs together. The second the panties were completely off she clamped her legs shut and reached down to cover herself.
"Don't… don't look at me like that."
"But I want to look. Or should I check your panties instead—"
"Even worse! If you look I'll kill you!"
The threat of examining the wet spot made her bolt upright in panic. The carefully closed thighs fell open for a second and everything was on display.
I flicked the panties away, pushed her flat again, and slid naturally between her legs into guard position.
"You just gonna keep joking around?"
"Do I look like I'm joking? I want to see it even closer."
"Why are you so filthy? What are you gonna do looking that close?"
"I want to do the same thing to you that you did to me."
"…"
The memory of how good sucking me had felt must have hit her, because she went quiet. She lay back down, loosened the tension in her thighs, and surrendered.
I spread her legs left and right and simply looked from a little distance. Through the thick thatch I could see the narrow slit of her mound.
I even made my hand tremble on purpose as I reached for her. The moment my awkward palm touched her, a wet smack and thick moisture met my skin.
"Whoa, you're soaking. Since when?"
"Since earlier… from the moment I saw you…"
"Is it always like this?"
"Yeah…"
All that time she acted like I was some annoying pest, yet down here she'd been dripping wet. Funny when you think about it.
Yeongmin used to brag that Eunsol got wet easy, completely unaware. Of course there was arrogance in it—he thought it meant he was sexually superior.
But it was all because of me. The reason he could slam it in without any warmup and still succeed was entirely thanks to me.
Squish… squelch…
I kept playing with her pussy regardless. Even this soaked, the juices just kept coming.
"Nngh… hnnngh…"
Eunsol twisted her whole body and lifted her hips a little. Enough teasing—time to explore inside.
I raised only my middle finger and pushed it into her hole. A brand-new kind of moan burst out of her at the sudden stretch.
"Ahhh… I can feel it. Something really long just went in… hnnph…"
I pushed all the way to the knuckle and she told me. Then I stroked in and out like I was thoroughly cleaning her ears.
"Nngh… hnnngh…"
The pitch of her cries was completely different now. It was so fun I almost wanted to make her come on fingers alone.
But tonight was our first night. No need to settle for fingers.
I gave her a good dose of pleasure then pulled out with a soft pop. Sliding both arms under her calves, I folded her up like a snail.
"Kyaa! N-no! I never said you could look like that!"
"It's dark, hard to see. When I touched you it felt so good I just have to confirm with my own eyes."
"B-but…"
Of the two of us, Eunsol was the one who desperately didn't want to let go. Even in this humiliating position with her crotch completely exposed and facing the ceiling, she just made a pitiful face and turned her head away. I took my time appreciating the raw sight right in front of me.
Slick juices ran down the crack of her ass. When some of it touched her asshole the little ring clenched so tight the wrinkles folded in on themselves.
Neat little labia minora framed the shell of her like a clam. I'd worried an experienced girl might look worn, but she wasn't nearly as ragged as I'd imagined.
"Pretty… Eunsol, you've never seen yourself so you don't know how pretty it is."
"Liar… you've only said 'pretty' this whole time. I don't believe you anymore."
"It's true. If it wasn't pretty why would I be doing this?"
"W-what are you trying to—kyaah!!"
I pressed my lips between the parted folds. The sudden attack made Eunsol scream and thrash.
Sllrp… sllrp…
But what could she do? Holding both calves, I poured deep, hungry kisses onto her soft flesh.
"S-stop! It tickles too much! Hnn… hnnngh…"
She was practically crying for mercy, yet she never stopped making those pleasure-soaked sounds—filthy little bitch.
And the real tickling hadn't even started. I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go and lapped at her like a dog.
Lick-slap! Lick-slap!
Fluids mixed with fluids, producing the most vulgar sounds in the world. Eunsol drowned in upside-down pleasure and poured out moan after moan.
"Gah… i-it tickles! Ugh… hnnngh…"
She kicked and struggled like she was dying, but anyone could see she was dying of how good it felt. I deliberately made even filthier noises to pile on the shame.
Slurp-slurp! Churp! Churp!
I don't believe in rape fantasies. But the fact that women are drawn to bad boys is eternal truth.
It just can't be a worthless bastard like Yeongmin. When the gentleman who had treated her with perfect manners the whole time suddenly loses his mind to lust—that's when the gap becomes irresistible.
"Hngh… uhngh… d-don't make those sounds! Why are you doing this to me… haang! Haang!"
Watching me turn into a beast pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Time to finish her off completely.
I thrust my tongue as deep as it would go between her folds and fucked her insides with it for all I was worth.
"Gahh… gahhp… stop… I'm sorry, stop! Hnng… hngh… uhngh…"
Eunsol was half-sobbing, half-passing out. The more she begged the more relentless my tongue became.
"Hngh… gngh… I-I feel weird… I need the bathroom for a second… hup…"
I felt the moment arrive by pure instinct. I tore my mouth away and immediately attacked her clit with my fingers.
"N-no! If you keep touching there I… hnnngh…"
Ssshhhk… ssshhhk!!
Her body had already hit its limit. The second the nerves packed into her crotch were stimulated, the faucet she'd been holding back burst open and a stream of liquid sprayed out.
It wasn't some deliberate, water-loaded AV-style squirt. It was a perfectly realistic little accident, like pressing a syringe plunger, soaking the sheets.
"Haa… haa…"
But whatever it was, the pleasure of release is always sweet. For a second every muscle in Eunsol went slack and she let out a long, regretful sigh.
"Hnngh… you bastard…"
No woman is happy about pissing herself in front of the man she likes. Eunsol couldn't bear the humiliation; she covered her face with both hands and burst into tears.
"A-are you mad, Eunsol?"
"Go away! I said go away!"
I tried a little comfort and she violently rejected it. Of course she didn't actually want me to leave.
"You really want me to go?"
"Hnngh… don't go. Please don't go."
A second later she clung to me like a child and shook her head. I held her gently and rubbed her back until she calmed enough to speak.
"That was so fucking embarrassing… I told you to stop…"
"But it tasted too good. I couldn't stop."
"Inside you're laughing at me, right? Thinking I'm a dirty bitch who pees and ruins the mood? But it was really my first time. I've never done that with anyone but you."
"Really? It felt that good?"
"Yeah…"
For all her experience, squirting had apparently still been unexplored territory. I pulled back just enough to see her face.
Sweat-damp hair clung to her skin. Those wet eyes still looked thirsty.
"Eunsol? I…"
"What?"
"…"
I just looked down. Her gaze followed mine.
Throb… throb…
My rock-hard cock stood angrily at attention, breathing hard. Eunsol lifted her eyes again and said:
"Put it in…"
"I thought you hated me now."
"I don't. I like you even more. So put it in."
Finally I heard it from her own mouth. I barely managed to hold back a laugh, brushed the wet hair from her face, and asked:
"Where?"
Language is the weapon only humans have to replace pheromones. Words are the surest aphrodisiac of all.
"In Eunsol's pussy…"