No Way I Came From That Virgin Loser's Touch!
Like hell I'd feel anything from that virgin bastard's hands?! So fucking embarrassing, so fucking embarrassing, so fucking embarrassing!
Why the hell did I cum?
I've never felt it this intensely even when touching myself alone.
Well, lately I've felt a little, but that's an exception.
It's that weird smell of Kim Eun-seong's cum!
With that thick male scent filling the air, any woman who doesn't get turned on must be biologically defective, right? We've gotta reproduce!
Plus, inverted nipples don't feel much unless you force-develop them by rubbing, right?
That's why I've been avoiding it on purpose.
They're already embarrassing enough being inverted—what if I develop them and they poke out weirdly through my shirt?
But why the fuck does it feel so good when Eun-seong touches them? This makes no sense!
"Hnggh…."
I carefully lowered my raised hips, resting my head on Eun-seong's thigh.
I'm going crazy. No point trying to play it off now, huh?
I've been fooling everyone, acting like one of those experienced hot girls who get around.
But if they find out I came gushing from a virgin loser's touch, all the authority I've built up goes down the drain.
Ugh. Why's my pussy throbbing like this? Did he really notice?
I swatted away his cock, which was bobbing as he patted my head, and looked up at Eun-seong's face.
That dumbass grin was staring down at me.
Fucking dogshit. Pisses me off.
"What the fuck are you grinning at? Your hands suck, it's boring as hell. You touched everything, so I'm out."
I had no idea what to say, so I snapped irritably and started getting up.
As the thick male scent of Eun-seong faded from my nose, my foggy head started clearing a bit.
That smell's the problem.
It gets me horny for no reason and dumbs my brain.
That's why I felt it more. Yeah. No way I'd cum from a loser like him, right?
"Where you going?"
Kim Eun-seong grabbed my wrist as I tried to stand and yanked me back.
"Kyaa!"
A little squeak slipped out.
My body flopped right onto Eun-seong's chest.
Fuck, he's got stupidly strong arms for no reason.
"What the hell are you doing?!" "Nah, it'd be a waste if you left now. You haven't even cum yet."
"Huh?"
This virgin bastard.
Thinks I really meant it sucked?
Hmph, virgins are all the same. I did feel a little without meaning to.
Luckily, this clueless loser bought it and thinks I haven't been satisfied yet.
Sigh, such a pushover.
"Forget it. You think I expected some mind-blowing shit from you and let you touch?" "Still, I wanna make you feel good. If you're letting me touch, it'd suck if I couldn't return the favor."
Huh. At least he gets that much. Yeah, if I'm letting him touch, he should make it enjoyable.
Though that dumb face kills the immersion—ruins everything.
Eun-seong wrapped his arm around my waist where I leaned against his back, then slowly slid his hand up to my chest.
Ahh… that teasing, ticklish almost-touch. So annoying.
"Cut that out. Hn… I said I don't care."
"Why? You always suck me off till I cum. Gotta pay you back."
"Hey, girls aren't like guys. Hnng. It's harder for us to cum. Different erogenous zones. Nng. The mood… matters too."
This perverted otaku bastard. Quit teasing me. Hard to talk like this.
Eun-seong had already started groping my tits, too lost in it to hear me.
"Your nipples are perking up a bit. Guess it wasn't that bad when I touched them?" "What bullshit. Hnng."
Fuck. I keep saying it doesn't feel good, but why are my nipples hardening anyway? He'll notice.
He pinched my nipples with his fingers, rolling them gently after gathering them like he was plucking a string.
"Aahn!" "Ow, does it hurt?" "Y-Yeah! It hurts. They're sensitive, so be gentle, gentle!" "Got it."
Thank god he's a virgin. If he had any experience, he'd know that wasn't a pain scream—it was a moan.
If I give this loser even a little control, he'll get cocky and climb all over me.
At least I can't let him catch on that I'm feeling it.
"Ayoung, your nipples are so pretty too. Totally pink."
"Gross. Hnng. Quit talking shit, haah… just keep touching."
"Yeah, I'll touch hard so you feel good."
Ugh, why's he being so nice all of a sudden?
That sweet voice he never uses, acting all considerate—kinda pisses me off.
I heard guys melt like lambs once you let them grope your tits, even if they're mad. Looks like he's the same—wants to do anything for me now.
If I need a favor later, I'll tease him into groping and use him.
"Eut…! Hnng…."
Now that he was seriously working my nipples, there was no holding back the moans.
Even a virgin would notice if I sobbed like this.
With Eun-seong… yeah, I could force him to do more, but giving it all at once would make him think I'm easy.
Feels good when he touches, though. Ah, right there.
"Yaa… don't pinch so hard, hng, it hurts…."
Now my tongue wouldn't obey—my words trailed off weakly, coming out all cutesy and coquettish.
I don't even know anymore.
Head's a mess. Wanna lean in more. Feels good.
"Ayoung." "Nng?"
I craned my neck to look up at the sound of my name, and his face loomed closer, eyes all soft and intense.
"Eut. What're you doing."
I jerked my head away on reflex.
A kiss? He was gonna kiss me now?
Has he lost his mind? How could we kiss? Does Eun-seong like me?
Thinks he's hot shit just 'cause I let him grope my tits.
No, it's just that he's the only guy I'm close to. Curiosity about sex, plus living together for two years sparked a little interest.
But a kiss? That's… like dating or something.
Or not? I think I saw on the community that popular insiders kiss casually all the time.
Still, first kiss should be after dating, right?
My scrambled brain tangled with a million thoughts as Eun-seong muttered disappointedly.
"Kissing's a no-go?" "Obviously, you psycho! What are we, dating?" "Yeah… kinda figured…."
Seeing him sulk without arguing made my heart drop.
No, why isn't he pushing back? I suck his dick, give him my tits, but dating's a no?
"…Stop touching now. Ruined the mood."
"Wait, hold on. You haven't cum yet. I won't ask for a kiss, just let me touch a bit more."
He clutched my tits tight as I tried to get up, pulling me into his arms. I went limp again, leaning back on his chest.
"Ugh. Hurts—told you not to grab so hard."
"Sorry. My bad, Ayoung."
Ugh, fuck. I'm getting played.
Why can't I resist his touch this much?
Now used to him groping, his fingers flicked my nipples while kneading my tits like dough.
"Haah. Nng. Gentle. Nng. Yeah. That feels good."
"Feels good? Starting to feel it now?" "Eut. No. Doesn't. Do better." "Like this?" "Hnng. Whatever. Just touch however."
Fuck. Why keep making me talk? Moans are hard enough to hold.
Eun-seong flicked my nipples skillfully, gauging my reactions.
Every touch made me twitch and my hips buck on instinct.
My pants soaked through ages ago.
Pussy juices leaking out—can't hide it anymore. If I don't force it down, I'll cum any second; head's spinning in pleasure.
Brain's fucked. Can't think straight.
Just draped over him, body surrendering to his hands.
V-virgin my ass. How's he this good?
Annoying. Big-dick pig bastard. Stinky perverted otaku.
His cum smell turns me on a bit, but that's just cum.
Instinct as a female. No feelings involved. No attraction at all!
"Eut. Haaahng!"
Moans leaked out uncontrollably now.
"Ayoung, quiet down. The girls outside'll hear."
At his warning, I clapped both hands over my mouth.
Can't let them catch me like this! What would they say if they saw?
Teasing material for life.
But they wouldn't get it. How that perverted otaku dick is huge and delicious. How his cum smell is so addictive it makes anyone horny—that delinquent trash has no clue.
"Huuht. Hmph, hnng…!"
That slight superiority—knowing I'm the only one who gets Eun-seong's specialness—skyrocketed my mood, pushing me to another orgasm.
"Hnnngh…!"
Electric pleasure surged from below, shaking my brain.
My trembling hips tried to buck, but his squeezing my nipples pinned me in place, body shuddering helplessly.
Head feels… weird.
Feels good. These rough hands feel so good.
Dazed, my flailing hand landed on his, gripping tight over my tit.
Haa. Safe. A man's hand.
Moments later, as the pleasure ebbed and my tangled mind cleared, thoughts returned.
I was already deep against Eun-seong's back, nuzzling my head like marking territory.
Feels good.
Smaller climax than solo clit play, but the satisfaction was indescribable.
Nothing like masturbation.
"You felt it that time, right?"
If only not for that.
His mood-killing question ruined the afterglow; otherwise, perfect orgasm.
"Told you not to ask that shit."
"I just want you to feel good too."
"Fuck, so you want me to cum from a virgin otaku loser's hands?!"
"Huh? You didn't cum?" "Don't talk nonsense. Just shook my hips to get you horny, matching the mood."
Mood-blind otaku bastard!
Hated admitting I came from his hands, so I spat sharp words against my feelings.
So unfair. Felt good from a guy who doesn't get women at all!
"You groped enough now? I'm out."
"W-Wait. Hold up."
Eun-seong panicked to stop me, but my glare made him flinch and let go.
Good. If he'd grabbed and offered more, I might've lost control and gone further.
Even faking it, he's not dumb— he'd notice the weirdness bit by bit, and I'd lose control.
Then no matter how I fought, those brute hands would pin me, force my legs open, and….
Ugh, snap out of it, Jo Ayoung. What fantasy bullshit!
I got off his bed, trying not to show my sopping pants.
…The soaked sheets might be hard to hide.
"M-Me, my dick's still hard."
"Jerk it then, loser."
Means he wants a suck-off, right?
But sucking now would lead to more touching. Might cross the line for real.
Right before leaving, I glanced back—he was actually jerking his cock watching me go.
Crazy pervert! I said jerk and he actually does it!
I bolted out the door.
"Hoo."
The cool living room air hit different from the steamy room—helped me calm down.
"Insane…."
Leaning on the door, I soothed my pounding chest.
Orgasm from tits. Straight out of hentai. Didn't think it'd happen to me.
Is my body this sensitive? Or is Kim Eun-seong the freak?
First time feeling this much—head's still messed up.
Legs barely holding me up, still shaky.
If he were a little more of an asshole, I'd be fucked already.
If he'd pushed just a bit more, for sure.
"…Not now."
That's enough for today.
Can't give everything at once.
I gotta stay on top, control Eun-seong.
That loser'd get cocky quick and try to climb over me.
Unlocked tits this time. Next, tease him with down below?
Make him ache for it—gotta space it out.
Push-pull game. Sure, sex-first-love-later these days, but that's for sluts with no standards.
Grab control early or get swept. Yeah. I'm right.
"Good job holding back."
I dragged my still-trembling legs to the bathroom.
That dick's gotta be a glitch. And owned by Eun-seong of all people.
If I tame him right, my first time'll be peak orgasm on that horse cock.
Not long now.
Then he'll be hooked, my personal dildo.
I wiped the juices trickling down my thighs and opened the bathroom door.
Gotta enjoy a bit before washing.
I pulled Eun-seong's panties from my pocket.
Can't go back reeking or Jiyoung'll notice. Yeah. Multitask while showering.
Jilling to this smell feels so fucking good.