The First Masturbation (5)
...I never thought the day would come when I’d be teaching a girl how to masturbate. And not just any girl I’d been putting effort into, but one I barely even knew. To be honest, I felt a little bewildered. The only connection between Baek Seoyeon and me was a few conversations we’d had because of Yozora. Other than that, the only things that came to mind were treating her cold recently and... bumping into her and that Vice Student Council President guy while I was jogging at Han River Park.
There were too many missing pieces for us to suddenly become "a pair who secretly teach each other how to masturbate for pleasure." And yet, Baek Seoyeon—of all people—had specifically asked me, a man, to teach her. As for why... I could make a guess.
"You told me to keep going. Why are you curling your legs?"
"S-spread them... I can just spread them... Ugh..."
Rather than her flimsy excuse that "there’s no place as quiet as the infirmary," it was more likely that Yozora had a hand in this.
"Ugh..."
"..."
Come to think of it, Yozora had been unusually quiet lately. It was the same yesterday when the three of us stopped by Baek Seoyeon’s place. She hadn’t clung to me as I’d expected; she’d only locked eyes with me occasionally, and every time she did, she’d just giggle without saying a word. If anything, she treated me with a strange, unpleasant vibe, as if I’d been caught sneaking glances at her. Back then, I’d just brushed it off, thinking she was trying to annoy me again, but it seemed Yozora’s plan wasn’t just some petty prank.
"Is that enough, Yo...?"
"A little more."
Maybe her plan was to entangle herself with me more deeply, not just through her own body, but by using Baek Seoyeon as well. I didn’t know yet what kind of method she’d use to drag me to her, but...
The fact that Baek Seoyeon agreed to such a stupid plan... Yozora must have some kind of sex tape of her or something. Probably. Unless she had something at least that incriminating, there was no way to explain why Baek Seoyeon was acting like this in front of me. She was a girl with all her limbs intact, who snapped at me with annoyance every time we talked, and who was actually quite attractive if you just looked at her face. Why would she suddenly be so favorable toward me out of the blue? Because she fell for me without any context? ...No.
It was because Yozora had a hand in it. Because there had been a threat disguised as a request. Forced. Against her will. There was no other explanation.
"T-this should be enough, right..."
"Spread them a little more. If you can't, I'll just spread them for you."
"Geez..."
But that didn’t mean I had any intention of kicking Baek Seoyeon out of the infirmary right now. On the contrary, I was more than willing to play along with this little game. It wasn’t because I’d been hiding feelings for her all this time... it was simply because this was more fun. To take Baek Seoyeon, who was currently on Yozora’s side, and win her over to my side—betraying her friend Yozora for the sole reason that I’d made her feel good—that was the real prize. Unlike Yozora, who pretended to hate me just to get raped, if Baek Seoyeon truly had no good feelings toward me, this was all the more enjoyable.
"Wai... wait a second... just..."
Was she that embarrassed about being told to spread her legs? Baek Seoyeon mumbled, curled up quietly in my arms. I considered spreading her legs myself and giving her a lingering caress, but I stopped my hand, fearing she’d think it was strange if I were too proactive. My goal right now was, after all, to teach her how to masturbate. Rather than whispering, "Are you doing this because Yozora told you to?" and pulling out my cock, it was better to play along for a while. ...Even if I wanted to reveal that I’d already figured it all out later, wouldn’t it be more fun to see her reactions as I raised the stakes step by step?
"How long do I have to wait? I told you I didn't have much time."
"..."
When I lightly urged her, reminding her of reality, Baek Seoyeon’s snow-white thighs slowly spread apart. She was probably embarrassed, so taking her time was fine, but the width was noticeably narrower than before—perhaps because the stimulation from my earlier caress had been quite intense. It was barely wide enough for one of my hands to squeeze through. And even that was an exaggeration; it was quite uncomfortable to move freely.
If I had my way, I’d have her knees spread in opposite directions, but... well, I couldn't help it. Watching the space between her thighs over her shoulder, I listened to her struggling to catch her breath while held in my arms. I lowered my hand and spread her legs just a little bit more, myself.
"...! You're... going to spread them more...?"
"Yes."
"...Ugh... H-how much..."
"At least I need to be able to move my hand, don't I? ...Right?"
"..."
Just a little. Really, just a little. Baek Seoyeon couldn't even bring herself to look at her own crotch, tilting her head to the side, but... well, this level of embarrassment was expected. She must have come prepared for this much. I spread her legs completely to my liking, gently pulling on her soft, pleasant-feeling thighs, just enough so she wouldn't be so overwhelmed by shame that she’d jump out of my arms and run out of the infirmary. ...Seeing as they didn't snap back even after I took my hands off, it seemed she could tolerate this much. Her ears were dyed a deep crimson, suggesting she was near her limit, though.
"...Ah, you said not to touch the clitoris, right?"
"Y-yes..."
"Is there a specific reason? Like, is it extremely sensitive?"
"...It's not like that..."
So it *was* because it was sensitive. After asking a question I already knew the answer to, I guided my hand down under her skirt, where her fingers were tightly gripping the fabric near her lower abdomen. She claimed she didn't know how to masturbate, yet the center of her panties was already soaking wet. As I dragged my fingertips along the seam, her shoulders flinched, even though I hadn't touched anything with particular intent. ...That’s fascinating. Even so, she seemed to be feeling it way too much. Was she so in heat that she felt good no matter how I touched her? Well, whatever the reason, it was an enjoyable situation. I swallowed the hum that was about to escape my lips and spoke.
"And I have another question for you."
"What is it...?"
"I didn't get a proper answer to what I asked earlier."
"Answer...?"
"The one about whether you really need to learn from me when you're this sensitive."
"..."
Wouldn't it feel good enough if you just touched yourself with your fingers? When I asked with that implication, she clamped her mouth shut and just kept crumpling the fabric of her skirt in her hands. ...I thought she looked a bit dim-witted from our first meeting, but I guess I was right. She could have at least prepared a decent excuse. If I picked it apart piece by piece, this had to be the sloppiest seduction ever. Since I had no choice, I’d have to pretend I didn't know. Even if her preparation was lacking, the way she’d acted in front of me so far... it was cute in its own way.
"Relax."
"I told you to... wait... Ugh...?!"
Just in case, I pulled her thighs apart with one hand again, and with the other, I gently pressed down on the center of her panties—or rather, just slightly below it. It was literally just a soft press. I didn't rub, I didn't spread, and I didn't tease her with ticklish stimulation. It was just a light, soft touch. No, it was a light bit of play that was too embarrassing to even call a caress. Even for someone as sensitive as Han Su-a, this would probably just make her flinch and giggle. But.
"Oh... ugh... ...Hic..."
"..."
Baek Seoyeon’s reaction was beyond my expectations. Just from having her vaginal opening touched through her panties, she was writhing in my arms as if she were a woman feeling such pleasure for the first time. I wanted to see what kind of reaction she’d give if I tormented her with a bit more care.
"Stop closing your thighs."
"...But... this, ugh, it feels strange..."
"Which part?"
"Excuse me...?"
"You said it felt strange. Which part feels strange?"
"Th-that is... ...?! W-wait a second...!"
Tap. Tap. I pressed on her soaked panties using only the tip of my middle finger. Then, naturally, I brought my fingers to the side of her panties and... sideways. Without permission. I flipped them aside.
"O-over the panties... hey... ugh... put them back...!"
"Put them back? ...Didn't you ask me to teach you how to masturbate earlier?"
"...Why, why does that matter..."
"Because you'd almost never masturbate while wearing panties. ...They get dirty from the fluids."
"..."
"...Don't want me to? Is that it?"
"...Yes."
Unfortunately, it seemed she had no intention of allowing me that far. Baek Seoyeon quickly pulled the skirt she’d been holding up back down to cover her private parts. As I relied on my senses to pull her panties back into place since I couldn't see anything, she flinched, seemingly disgusted by the sensation of the damp fabric, and shot me a resentful glare. ...I like this more than I thought. That expression, biting her lower lip, went quite well with Baek Seoyeon’s uniquely cold impression.
"Then, let's go back to this..."
"J-just a... moment..."
It was a shame, but just as I was about to continue the caress while keeping her expression in mind, her hand, which had been still until now, grabbed my wrist tightly. It wasn't a grip I couldn't shake off if I wanted to, but I wasn't stupid enough to use force against a mutant-type. Hiding my dark intentions, I sighed in disappointment and relaxed my wrist to show I had no intention of resisting.
"...L-let's stop here."
"Stop here?"
"I've learned enough about how to masturbate...! Let's stop here... Yes..."
"..."
I hadn't wanted to end it just by touching her through her panties, though. But it would look a bit strange if I were the one to hold her down and insist we do more. ...Perhaps what Yozora was aiming for was exactly what I was feeling right now: wanting to hold onto Baek Seoyeon. In the end, I didn't want to do exactly what Yozora wanted, so I nodded reluctantly. Baek Seoyeon, her face brightening as if she’d never been scowling, quickly scrambled out of my arms.
"I, I should get going now... Ah, goodbye... Ugh, my toes..."
I realized it a bit late, but Baek Seoyeon’s body, which had been incredibly hot, was now back to a normal temperature. It seemed the "heat cycle" she mentioned wasn't a lie to spend time with me. ...I was a bit curious about how she’d handled it whenever she went into heat before coming to the infirmary, but that was a question too awkward to ask her directly. Instead.
"Are you going to come find me every time you go into heat?"
"..."
I threw a casual question her way.
"I-I'm not coming to see you, I'm just coming because it's the infirmary..."
"..."
"...I told you. This place has the best soundproofing..."
A perfectly ordinary answer to an ordinary question. ...A question with absolutely no strange meaning behind it.