Probation Day 2 - 2: A Changed Morning
In the living room, Dana and Songa said they were going to freshen up and disappeared into their own rooms. I made my way to the dining room alone and found Jiyeon there, the girl I hadn't seen since the bedroom, busy setting breakfast on the table.
"Did you sleep well, Juhan~?"
"Yeah. You sleep okay too, Jiyeon?"
Jiyeon was wearing a maid outfit much like yesterday's. Around her neck was a black choker with a small white ribbon, and apart from that, the only thing she had on up top was a black bra.
It was at least bigger than yesterday's, covering about half of her chest. The cups were shaped like two right triangles facing each other, and since the design pushed her breasts inward, my eyes went straight to the deep valley of cleavage between them.
Below, she wore a black skirt of similar length to yesterday's, with a small white apron trimmed in frills tied over it.
"Yes, breakfast is all ready, so please have a seat."
I sat down in the chair Jiyeon pulled out for me and looked over the table. On it were neatly sliced apples, a glass of orange juice, and a bowl of scrambled eggs.
"One moment, please. I'll bring the toast."
With that, Jiyeon headed for the kitchen. Thanks to that short skirt, I got a view of the lower curves of her jiggling ass as I took a sip of orange juice.
The moment I set the glass down, she came back carrying a plate and placed it in front of me. Buttery toast and perfectly cooked bacon.
"Thanks. Putting in work this early in the morning."
"Not at all. It's my job. I may not look it, but I take good care of whatever I'm given. Would you care for some Pussy Sausage?"
"Huh?? Sausage? I love sausage."
There had been something attached in front of the word "sausage," but I just assumed it was the product name.
"What sauce would you like?"
"Sauce?"
"Yes. There's strawberry, berry, and apple jam, plus peanut butter, ketchup, mayonnaise, and mustard."
"Hmm...."
I mulled it over for a moment, and then a mischievous streak seized me.
"Jiyeon's pussy juice?"
"Yes, one moment."
Her instant answer flustered me more than anything.
"Ah! No, wait. Ketchup is fine."
"Then I'll bring you both."
Jiyeon smiled and headed back to the kitchen. This time she didn't return right away; it took a while. I scooped up some scrambled eggs and ate. They were fluffy and delicious. I was still working them around my mouth when Jiyeon came back.
She carried out a small dish of ketchup and one more dish, empty. She set the ketchup in front of me and placed the empty one on the vacant spot beside my seat.
"Pardon me~."
Then Jiyeon stepped up onto the chair beside me and climbed onto the table, settling herself on top of it. She planted her right foot up on the chair while her hips and left foot rested on the tabletop, and when she lifted that tiny skirt, something I never could have predicted came into view.
Jiyeon's pink pussy was right there, which I'd gotten used to by now, but inside all that pink there was something brown. A fat, thick sausage was lodged in Jiyeon's pussy. At a glance it looked like one of those sausage skewers they sell at highway rest stops, except there was no wooden stick.
Jiyeon positioned the empty dish beneath her sausage-stuffed pussy.
"The Pussy Sausage was warmed up, then cooled, and it's been inside my pussy for about fifteen minutes now. First, use the sausage to squeeze Jiyeon's pussy juice out into the dish."
"Seriously?"
"Yes. Go right ahead."
I carefully took hold of the end of the sausage with my left hand and began working it slowly, applying steady pressure.
"Ahhn~. It might be tight at first, so take it nice and slow. Jiyeon's pussy juice will start coming out soon, and then it'll move easier~. Hnn~ ahhn~."
Contrary to her words, Jiyeon's pussy was already soaked enough that the sausage glided smoothly. I picked up the pace a little.
"Haah~ ahhn~. Too fast. Aaahn~! I can feel it! Hah~."
As the sausage moved, something like egg white began seeping out of Jiyeon's pussy.
"Haah~. Aaah~. Ahhn~. Too fast. Just... a little slower, aaahn~."
But watching the juices flow despite her pleading only made my hand move faster.
"Hiek! Aah~ I can feel it~. Aaaaahn~! I'm feeling it up on the table, with a sausage~."
Jiyeon braced herself with her hands against the table and the back of the chair, even swaying her hips as the sausage worked her up.
"Ahhn~ the sausage is so thick. Jiyeon's pussy is losing it over this sausage~. Ah~. Aaahn~. Aaaaaahn~~~~!!"
With a high, keening cry, Jiyeon's body arched back and shuddered. It seemed she'd brushed against her peak. Her pussy clamped down hard on the sausage, so tight that moving it became a struggle, but I pushed harder and kept going.
"Aaaaah~. Haah, haah! Stop! Aaahn~. I'm coming.... Hnn~. If you move, hah~. I'll lose my mind~. Haaaah~!"
Jiyeon shuddered once more, and even more pussy juice spilled out, dripping from her pussy down into the dish.
"Haah~ haah~. Haaah~!"
Watching her writhe through her climax, I gradually slowed the sausage. Every time it slid in and out, it came away glistening with her juices.
The sight of her pussy twitching and gripping the sausage was oddly fascinating, so I pushed it deep inside with my fingertip.
"Haaah~ ahhn!"
Only the very tip peeked out between her inner lips, and I stared for a moment at the sausage swallowed whole. Her pussy wriggled, then slowly pushed it back out. I caught the emerging sausage with my fingers and stopped it.
Jiyeon's pussy kept trying to expel the sausage, and instead I bore down and shoved it back inside her.
"Aaaaahn~. Don't push it in. Ooh~ then I keep feeling it~. Ah~!"
The moment I let go, her pussy pushed the sausage out again. This time too, I caught it and held it in place.
"Ah~. Haah~! Please take it out~. Ahhn~"
Her pussy strained to push the sausage out while my hand held the line. The way her whole body jolted along with it was genuinely entertaining.
"What was that?"
"Ah~, please take the thick sausage out of Jiyeon's pussy~. Ahhn. Please, I'm begging you~. Haa~."
"Jiyeon's pussy seems to love that sausage, though. Look, it's still dripping pussy juice everywhere."
"It's not! Jiyeon's pussy likes your cock better than any sausage~. Ahhn~."
"Which do you like?"
"Hah~. Jiyeon's pussy really, truly loves your cock. So please, take the sausage out now~. Hnn~."
Watching her gasp through every word, I finally gave up on the teasing and tried to pull the sausage free. But her pussy had it clamped tight and refused to let go.
"You have to relax your pussy if you want the sausage out."
"Ahhn~. I can't just do that on command. Ah~."
I put more force into my hand, but the sausage wouldn't budge.
"Haah~ hnn~. Please take it out~. Ah~."
"Okay, hold on."
I panicked for a second, then decided the muscle needed loosening. Gripping the sausage with my whole left hand, I pressed her outer lips apart with the thumb and forefinger of my right and gently stroked her pussy.
Only then did the muscles gripping the sausage begin to relax, and it started to move, little by little. I kept the pressure on with my left hand and drew it out.
Pop~
"Aaaaah~~! Hah~~ ahhn~~."
As the sausage came free, there was a sound like a plugged hole finally opening. The gaping pussy hole quivered open and shut, spitting out gobs of pussy juice. The dish beneath her had quietly filled to the point of overflowing.
I stared at the sausage in my hand, slick and coated in her juices, then took a bite. Not exactly warm, but it held a faint trace of heat.
There was a slightly fishy tang to it, but nothing that stopped me from eating. What mattered to me was that this was a sausage soaked in pussy juice, pulled fresh from the pussy right in front of me.
"Aah~. Haa~. Haa~."
Jiyeon kept breathing deep and slow, savoring the afterglow of her climax.
"My~. Look at you, eating Jiyeon's pussy sausage. Jiyeon, didn't I tell you Juhan eats pussy sausage?"
"Oh. You're up?"
Dana and Songa walked into the dining room. From the sound of it, Dana was the one who'd arranged for the sausage to go into Jiyeon's pussy.
Dana was in an oversized tee again today, blue with letters printed across it. Her lower half was hidden as always. The tee had slipped down on one side, leaving her left shoulder bare, and with no bra strap in sight, she was clearly going without one.
Songa wore a strappy tank top and short dolphin shorts. The thin fabric showed the shape of her enormous breasts and her nipple piercings right through it, and the tattoo peeking out above her waistband completed an outfit that sent blood rushing straight to my cock. She was technically wearing a top, but every step she took sent those huge breasts swaying in full view.
"I'll bring the food."
"Yeah, thanks."
Songa headed for the kitchen, and Dana picked up a fork, speared one of the apple slices, and dipped it into the dish of Jiyeon's pussy juice. Then she bit straight into the apple, dripping with juices.
"Nice and fresh. How long are you planning to keep panting like that? Enough of that, get down. You need to eat breakfast."
As she spoke, Dana smacked the thigh of Jiyeon, who was still trembling.
Smack~
"Ow~. That hurts~."
Rubbing her thigh, Jiyeon climbed down from the table and took her seat while Songa carried in a tray loaded with toast and bacon along with a stack of empty plates.
She set an empty plate at each of our places and put the platter of toast and bacon in the center of the table.
I took another bite of the sausage in my hand and asked,
"After breakfast, are we... heading straight to the Garden?"
Dana, seated across from me, moved a slice of toast onto her own plate before answering.
"Whatever you'd like, Juhan. But could you give me thirty minutes to get ready?"
"Sure, that's fine. Oh! And Jiyeon, Songa, you two take it easy today. Until dinner. Hmm~. You're free until five. You can even go out if you want."
"What? Weren't we supposed to go with you?"
"Really?"
Songa asked again, while Jiyeon made no effort whatsoever to hide how pleased she was. The truth was, taking them along would have been embarrassing. We'd known each other for less than twenty-four hours, and I had no desire to have them watching me get waxed.
On top of that, with Jiyeon and Songa in tow, I doubted I'd be able to wander around as I pleased. It was my first time at the place, and I wanted to experience it freely on my own. Since Dana had mentioned she was going into the office in the morning, it was the perfect opportunity.
"Do that, then. You can order in for dinner too. Don't worry about me, just rest."
"Thank you, Juhan."
"Thank you~ Juhan."
With that settled, I finished off the sausage, tore a piece of toast and dipped it into Jiyeon's pussy juice, and drained the rest of my orange juice. Breakfast, done.
After eating, I shooed the girls out when they offered to help me get ready, took care of the bathroom, and picked out my clothes. Since the whole point of the trip was a waxing appointment, I went with baggy black track pants that would come off easily, along with the zip-up hoodie that matched them.
Dressed, I checked myself in the mirror. My hair had gone untrimmed for a while now and it bothered me a little, but I ran my hand through it a few times and left the room.
Out in the living room, Dana still seemed to be getting ready. I sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV. Flipping through channels with the remote, I landed on a rerun of a popular variety show and settled on that.
"Juhan, would you like something to drink?"
At some point Songa had come out of her room and asked. She must have heard the TV.
"No, I'm good. Songa, aren't you going anywhere?"
She was in the exact same outfit from breakfast and showed no sign of preparing, so I asked.
"I was just going to rest in my room."
"At least go out and get some air."
"I'll take a short walk after lunch."
"Okay. How's school life treating you, Songa? Do you get around by subway?"
"Yes. I take the subway, and the bus too."
"You should be out seeing friends on weekends, at least."
"I don't really have any close friends.... I'm fine, though."
I was keeping the small talk going with Songa to pass the time when Dana finally emerged. She wore gray suit pants and a matching jacket, with a white blouse underneath. It wasn't skin-tight, but the cut followed her curves enough to show off her figure.
"Juhan. I'm ready. Let's head out."
"Yeah, let's go. Rest up, Songa~."
"Yes, Juhan. Have a good time."
Pitter-patter~
"Oh! You're leaving!! Have a wonderful time~~"
With Songa bowing at a crisp ninety degrees and Jiyeon, towel wrapped around her head and wearing nothing but tiny black panties, dashing out of the bathroom to see us off, I stepped out of the house.