Sharing Our Fap Material
Eating something delicious had improved my mood, but thinking back on what happened earlier made my expression crumple. That phrase, "slutty pussy"—it had touched a nerve. Rationally speaking, it wasn't true, so I shouldn't have been so offended, but the fact that it wasn't true was exactly why I was so incensed.
"Who do you think I'm holding back from fucking for, anyway?!"
Siho really owes me a sincere thank you. I want to shove my fingers in and churn it up, too! But to protect the virginity I plan to gift to Siho one day, I’ve been limiting myself to masturbating just by rubbing my clitoris. It requires an immense amount of mental fortitude, like some kind of spiritual training. Whenever I rub my clitoris, my instincts take over and I find myself trying to force my fingers into my pussy hole. Every time that happens, I have to pinch my clitoris hard with my fingertips to snap back to reality. It’s a hole meant for penetration, and I feel so sorry for it because nothing is going inside.
My poor, poor pussy. I’m sorry.
"But what did you say? 'Slutty pussy'?"
Thinking about it again makes my blood boil. Calling me a slut is a total dismissal of all my efforts. Who do you think I’m enduring this for?! Even if Siho didn't know what he was saying, it still stung.
"Anyway..."
I took off my shorts. I hooked my thumbs into the elastic of my panties and slowly pulled them down.
Squelch.
Honey-like nectar stretched out in a long, thin thread, connecting my vulva to my panties. As I pulled the fabric down to my knees, the thread snapped.
"Haah... I leaked..."
I told Siho I hadn't, but to be honest, my pussy had started weeping tears of ecstasy and getting soaked the moment we began sucking each other's tongues. Because we’d spent hours biting, sucking, and kissing so intensely, my pussy was completely drenched in an overflow of arousal fluid.
"What do I do... I want to do it again..."
We’ve been kissing all day, but it’s not enough. I want to drink more of Siho’s saliva. I want to be wrapped up in his scent and held tight. The warmth and stability of his embrace, contrasted with the wild, beast-like intensity of his kisses. Siho’s kisses were truly aggressive. Even though it was my first time, I could vividly feel just how intense he was. With that kind of violence, surely...
He’d fuck my pussy just as violently, wouldn't he?
I want to be fucked by Siho like a beast in heat. While we were kissing, I could feel his cock poking at my lower abdomen. I had a vague idea of his size. Siho is definitely hung. He’s both long and thick.
"When are you going to take me, when?! If you keep this up, I’m going to start spinning spiderwebs!"
I went to the bathroom to wash up. I turned on the showerhead and aimed it at my pussy.
"Haa-eung... Ah...♡"
The stream of water hitting my highly sensitive pussy sent pleasant shivers through my body.
"Ah..."
Hot liquid flowed down my thighs. Even amidst the water from the showerhead, I could clearly feel the presence of another stream. I had peed myself like a puppy excited to see its master.
"Wow... damn... I really am a pathetic pussy..."
To think I’d finish just from the showerhead. Still, it felt good. I squatted down, placed the showerhead between my legs, and blasted my pussy with water.
"Haa... yeah..."
It wasn't quite the same pleasure as rubbing the flesh directly, but the way it teased me, making me feel like I could finish if I just kept going a little longer, was addictive.
"Siho-ya...♡"
I masturbated while calling out Siho’s name. One hand held the showerhead, while the other rubbed the little bud protruding above my slit. Water splashed everywhere. I’ve never experienced it, but it looked like I was squirting.
"Haa-ang... Ah-eung...!"
I rubbed it rapidly until my clitoris stung, and my waist bucked as I reached the peak. My hips danced back and forth on their own accord. At the same time, my butt was shaking as if I were twerking.
Drip, drip, drip.
I even peed again. Well, I was in the bathroom anyway. If I’d been on the bed, I would have held it in, but since I was in the bathroom, I let it all out without restraint.
After finishing in the bathroom, I trudged back to the bed wearing only my T-shirt. I stared blankly at the ceiling. We had made great progress in our relationship, but I still felt a sense of lack. Humans are never satisfied with just what they have in their hands.
...I want more of Siho. I want to see Siho’s cock.
Earlier, I had almost subconsciously asked him to show me his cock if he was grateful.
"Should I have just asked him to show me?"
Contrary to the desire to see Siho’s cock, there was also a dark, hidden desire to show Siho my pussy. Like a chef showing a customer the freshness of the ingredients before starting the meal. I wanted to show Siho the freshness of my pussy before he took it.
If I asked him to show me, he’d probably pull his underwear aside and show me right away... but Siho isn't the type to bring that up first.
"Right! There’s a way!"
A brilliant idea flashed through my mind. Since we share fap material, I’d just take a picture of my pussy and send it to him, pretending it was just more material.
I put it into action immediately. I’d receive today’s material from Siho, and then, pretending to pay him back, I’d send him a photo of my pussy.
Click! Click!
I used the selfie mode, being careful not to get my face in the shot, and zoomed in on my vulva.
"He’d never imagine this is my pussy, right?"
I giggled and sent the photo. He might not know it’s mine, but just the fact that I showed Siho my pussy filled me with satisfaction. I was in the middle of a full-blown pussy photoshoot, wondering if I should send a few more, when—
"Hmm?"
Siho sent me a photo.
"Hic!"
As soon as I saw the massive cock in the photo, I let out a hiccup. A dark red cock. Veins bulging and throbbing. It was so long and thick it could have been a python. I could feel the size even through the screen.
"Hic!"
My hiccups wouldn't stop. It wasn't just because I saw a sexy-looking cock. If that were the case, I’d be hiccuping and rubbing my clit every time I watched porn. I was shocked because I immediately recognized who this cock belonged to.
The large scar crossing the second joint of the left thumb. Siho got that when he was in middle school, practicing cooking and slipping with a knife. And looking at the way his nails were trimmed—it was definitely Siho’s hand. I knew because I was the one who kept them trimmed for him since he never bothered to do it himself.
"Then this is..."
Siho’s cock. The very cock I had been longing for. I couldn't see his face, so I couldn't be 100% sure, but I knew. Even if it wasn't the real thing, I felt like I was going to soak my panties with excitement just looking at it.
"Wow... it looks so delicious, I want to suck it..."
As if under a spell, I brought my face close to the phone screen. And...
Lick.
I couldn't actually taste it, but I swiped my tongue across the phone screen to savor the flavor of his cock.
"How many centimeters is this, anyway?"
I wiped the saliva off the screen and looked at the cock again. I couldn't measure the length. What was certain was that it was so long that even Siho’s large hand couldn't cover the shaft. Even if I grabbed it with both hands, there would still be more.
"Whoa... damn... wow... he was hiding a monster like this...?"
The last time I saw Siho’s cock was in middle school. Thinking back to then, it had grown tremendously. If he wanted to, he could rotate through ten different fleshlights. Especially with Siho’s looks added to a cock like that.
"It’s a good thing I’m the one managing him!"
I praised myself while obscenely rubbing my clitoris. I had been able to protect Siho’s chastity because I chased away every other female who tried to throw themselves at him. If not for that, he would have been a playboy by now, sleeping with every girl in sight.
"No way... heung... no way..."
This cock is mine. Just as there is a key for every lock, the only cock that fits my pussy is Siho’s.
Click!
I spread my pussy hole, which was already damp with arousal fluid, and took a picture.
"Wow... that’s so lewd..."
My pussy hole, tangled in nectar. Even though it was my own, I found it lewd to look at. I sent the photo to Siho immediately. It was a return gift for him sending me a photo of his cock, whatever the reason was.
"What if he realizes it’s my pussy..."
It was possible. I didn't have a scar on my finger or a unique manicure like Siho, but... if he saw the mole on my pussy—the heart-shaped mole—he’d know the photo was mine.
"Ahhh... I don't know! I don't care!"
I took a few more photos of my pussy and sent them to Siho. I decided to forget the complications and just enjoy the moment.
A little while after I sent the photos, Siho sent another one. It was the same cock. The only difference was that a dewdrop of pre-cum was glistening on the glans. The idea of sending pre-cum in return for my arousal fluid. He really is my childhood friend.
"Haah... ang... cock... Siho’s cock... eung..."
Like two brothers in harmony, we spent the night exchanging our daily bread. I stared at the photo of his cock as if possessed, soothing my pussy.
"Heung... ugh...!"
With both legs spread wide, I rubbed my pussy, slick with fluid, and bucked my hips, firing a long stream of water. *Splatter.* It even hit the floor under the bed.
"Augh... pussy... I want to fuck my pussy... ha... haah...!"
Looking at his cock made the inside of my pussy itch. To soothe this itch, I wanted to shove anything at all inside and churn it up. *Hold it. You have to hold it.* I have to give my virginity to Siho! I have to give him a new model, not a used one! With those words, I barely managed to stop my hand from pushing into my pussy.
I sent a thank-you note to the person who provided the side dishes.
Did Siho realize the photo I sent was of me? I don't know. But still. Thinking about Siho masturbating deliciously while looking at my pussy photos made me feel proud. I fell asleep with a silly, happy smile on my face.