Take Off Your Panties
…We’d done it about four times, right?
“Haaa… Ahht, hnnngh… H-haaaaaa….”
All four times, I’d poured myself full inside Park Eunseo’s pussy.
After that, Park Eunseo still gazed at me with dazed eyes, as if I were the only thing in her world. Sometimes she would wrap her arms around me tight. Sometimes she would kiss me. And when that wasn’t enough, she would slip her tongue into my mouth.
Once we’d gone as far as kissing like that…
“Eunseo.”
“Yeees…?”
“I want you to use your mouth.”
“……”
The urge for that pretty mouth of hers to suck my cock the way she had last time swelled up hard and sudden. Park Eunseo nodded as if she didn’t mind. She rose from where she’d been lying so she could do it, and that let us switch places.
I sat at the head of the bed and spread my legs toward her…
…Brrrrup-!
“……”
“……”
…and the moment I did, a rather embarrassing sound rang out. Park Eunseo and I both froze at the same time. We both knew exactly what it was, but the noise had been so blatant…
“Ah, don’t you dare laugh—it’s your fault!”
Park Eunseo dropped the dazed look she’d been wearing and scolded me with eyes that had sharpened a little. Thanks to that…
“…You’re really mean.”
She settled my cock in front of her face wearing coquettishness rather than pure lewdness. As if a few previous times had made her an expert.
“Hauuup!”
Without a shred of hesitation she took my cock deep into her mouth in one big gulp. When I stroked her head…
“Hnn…”
…her fox-like eyes curved into a pleased smile that seduced me all over again in a different way.
…It really made me want to fuck her again.
But she was finally using her mouth, so I decided to hold back for now.
“Hauuup… Tssup, chuuup… Haaum… Haupp, tssup, chuuup, haupp, huep, huaauuup…!”
I savored the wet, greedy sounds she made with her mouth, tongue, throat—even her teeth.
“Bweheeee…”
When she ran out of breath she spit out the cock she’d taken so deep, lowered her face, and gently licked around the base. Then, again—
“Hyii…”
—she gave me the most coquettish little eye-smile. She really was pretty. Not so much sharp as subtly upturned at the corners. Skin so white it almost glowed. Eyes, nose, and mouth clustered neatly together.
A girl like that…
“Chuuup, huu… Haupp, jjuup, chuk… Haupp, heuuuup… Haupp, jjuuuup…!”
…was sucking my cock with everything she had. Bobbing her head back and forth. One hand stroking the shaft. Staring straight up at me with those fox eyes.
It was far too erotic a sight…
“Haa… Eunseo.”
“Mm, mm.”
I pressed down lightly so she couldn’t pull away—
Thrust-!
Brrrt-!! Brrrrt, brrrrrrrt-!!
“Uuuuum!!”
—and unloaded a massive load of cum right at the entrance of her throat. This was the fifth time, and still so much came out it barely seemed possible. How much? Enough that when Park Eunseo opened her mouth wide—
“Hwaaaaaa…”
—her small mouth was completely packed with white semen.
Then she…
“…Uup, uut, haupp, euhueeeee…”
…swallowed every drop in several deliberate gulps, opened her mouth wide again, and showed me it was empty, just like in the videos.
“You said you learned that from porn too, right?”
“Yeah. How was it? Kinda hot?”
“……”
“What? What?”
“If you keep doing that… I’m going to fuck you again.”
“…Hik!”
There was no sixth round.
There had already been so much friction that Park Eunseo’s pussy was quite swollen. It must have felt too much to go again, because she didn’t push her luck—no, she didn’t do anything cheeky—and quietly showered with me instead. Afterward we went straight to sleep.
And the next day was Saturday.
“Hmm… what time would work…”
Today was the day I’d promised to meet Chu Yeonju…
“…Eunseo.”
“Yeah?”
“Where’d you say your place was again?”
“Seocho-gu side.”
And Chu Yeonju had said she lived in Gangnam. The used-car lot was in Gangnam too.
“Then let’s see…”
…Fuck, that was ridiculously cute.
“When are you heading out?”
“Hm? Ah, let’s go soon.”
“Yeah, let’s gooo—”
We washed up, put on lotion, dried our hair, and got fully dressed.
“Ah.”
“What?”
…Right before we left the motel room.
“Hey, give me that bag from yesterday.”
“Bag? This one?”
“Yeah.”
I took the bag full of adult toys from Park Eunseo almost like I was confiscating it…
“Hmm…”
…and pulled out the wireless vibrator that synced to my phone, along with the high-end panties designed to hold it.
She watched me with round, uncomprehending eyes.
“Eunseo.”
“Yeah?”
“Take off your panties.”
Jung Minjun was waiting in front of Gangnam Station where he’d arranged to meet Jichan.
“…Come to think of it, he said he was bringing a friend.”
Yesterday another late-night text had arrived. When he’d checked, it was Jichan asking if it was okay to bring a friend along. Well. Since Jichan had already been introduced, maybe the friend just wanted to learn the right things to do when buying a used car. So Jung Minjun hadn’t thought much about it.
But then…
“Minjun hyung.”
“Oh, you’re he—re.”
The moment he first saw the friend Jichan had mentioned—
“This is the hyung I told you about yesterday.”
“Ah, hello…”
“And this is the friend I mentioned.”
“…Ah, hello!”
—a whole flower garden seemed to burst into bloom inside Jung Minjun’s chest. Worried he might look weird in front of such a lovely young woman, he hurriedly fixed his hair and clothes…
“Th-then, hey. Let’s go first. Where is it?”
…and dropped his voice low to “lead” the group.
But for all his efforts…
“He said it’s that way. Five minutes on foot should do i—hik!”
“Hm?”
“N-nothing. Nothing, let’s go.”
Park Eunseo wasn’t giving Jung Minjun even one percent of her attention. Instead she pinched Jichan’s side hard for the torment he was putting her through.
That strange foreign sensation between her legs…
…Park Eunseo, who was willing to admit she was a pervert, didn’t find the feeling unpleasant. Just alien. Walking around with a vibrator the size of two finger joints pressed against a woman’s most sensitive place was pretty weird, after all.
And then—
…Vvvvvvvv—
“Hik!”
“W-what’s wrong?”
“N-no, it’s… h-hiccups, I got the hiccups… ha-haaaahaha…”
—when that vibrator went crazy at completely unexpected moments.
Park Eunseo had been looking forward to this quite a bit, but she’d also been carrying a fair amount of anxiety. Anxiety over never knowing when Jichan would turn the thing on. Anxiety that a sudden vibration might make people around them think she was some kind of weirdo. Anxiety that the vibration might be stronger than she expected and she wouldn’t be able to walk normally.
But since she was a pervert even by her own admission, all that anxiety piled up and up until it started acting as pure thrill.
She gripped his arm tight…!
“Not liking it much?”
“N-no… I’m f-fine…!”
Clinging to the arm of the person sharing that thrill with her, Park Eunseo walked on as if nothing were wrong.
Jung Minjun, of course, never once imagined that a strong vibration was going off between Park Eunseo’s legs. It was only natural—most people don’t assume their acquaintances are out doing the kind of things you only see in porn.
“If it hurts… hey, maybe she should just go ahe—”
“No! I’m fine, I’m fine.”
“Ah… okay.”
So he just fretted innocently like that. Even if the thought had crossed his mind, pinning it down as fact wouldn’t have been easy either. They were friends, after all. Just a guy and a girl who were really close friends—that was as far as Jung Minjun’s thinking went.
These two friends…
…Vvvvvvv—
“Hht…”
…had shown up in the exact same clothes they’d worn to work yesterday. That alone could have raised suspicions, but Jung Minjun was too busy trying to look good in front of Park Eunseo to notice anything else.
They arrived at the used-car dealership.
“Hello, I called yesterday. I said I’d come look at the ‘Granzia’…”
“Ah, yes yes. Welcome.”
Jichan exchanged a few short words with the owner and checked the vehicle records.
In the meantime—
“Um… what’s your name?”
“Hm? Ah… Park Eunseo.”
“Ah, Eunseo-ssi. Where did you meet Jichan?”
“At the company. We were the same cohort and became friends.”
“So you’re the same age as Jichan?”
“Yes yes.”
Jung Minjun sidled up trying to fish for information about her. What she did for work. How close she was with Jichan. What he himself did. That sort of self-promotion. Not a single word of it reached Park Eunseo’s ears.
“We offer these services free of charge. Take a look and let me know if there’s any option you want.”
“Ah… okay. Do these services have to be done today? You said I could take delivery today, and I was hoping to give a friend a ride.”
It wasn’t because Jichan had turned the vibrator on.
…Why does he look so cool?
Same age. Friend. Same cohort. Watching him talk with the used-car dealer over there, Jichan looked impossibly cool. Her heart was pounding for no good reason.
“Alright. Then I’ll come back another day for the services. I can look at the car now, though, right?”
“Of course. It’s right out back—shall we?”
“Yes. Eunseo, hyung. Let’s go see the car.”
The moment Jichan smiled at her, Park Eunseo finally understood what that feeling was.
…I think I like him.
While she was standing there dazed, Jichan walked over, grabbed her ponytail, and spun it around like a propeller just to mess with her.
“Park Eunseo-ssi, what are you doing? I said let’s go. Did I say it or not?”
“Aaaagh, you—!”
Smack-!
“Ugh!”
She got a solid smack on the back for her trouble. Watching him still grinning after that, Park Eunseo quietly walked her earlier thought back a little.
…I do like him, as a friend. But the real problem is I can’t see any guy cooler than him.