The Sticky, Dense Contact of Mucous Membranes
“Why are you screaming?”
Song Jiyoung, who had just pulled her lips away, scolded Jo Ayoung in return.
Ah, what a shame. I wanted to enjoy it a little longer.
“Are you serious right now? Why are you kissing a loser like him!”
“Don’t yell. The whole neighborhood will hear us.”
Song Jiyoung was brushing off Jo Ayoung’s outburst with an air of complete composure.
That calmness felt strangely disappointing.
Is she really that unfazed? Isn't this your first kiss, too?
“B-but still. A kiss. A kiss is… it’s just weird.”
“Is it not weird to suck a dick in front of your friend? Now that I look at you, your emotional logic is seriously messed up.”
“That’s…”
Jo Ayoung couldn’t find an answer.
It was the inevitable result of childish competitiveness and a desire to show off.
The act of trying to brag—*I can do the blowjob you can’t*—only to miss the point entirely.
It was just so Jo Ayoung.
“A blowjob is just for sexual relief, anyway. Anyone can do that, but a kiss is different.”
“What? Don’t tell me you haven’t kissed him? What were you doing all day while having sex with this loser?”
“A kiss, a kiss is something you do with a lover! I’m not dating this loser, so why would I do that!”
Jo Ayoung shouted with her eyes squeezed shut.
Song Jiyoung looked at me with an expression that said she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
Don’t give me that look. I don’t understand that logic either.
When I shook my head, she turned back to Jo Ayoung and asked with a bewildered face.
“Then why did you give him a blowjob in front of me? Didn’t you do it to turn me on so we could do it together?”
“I, I didn’t think about that. I just wanted to show off…”
“Show off? Is sucking him off something to brag about?”
“Uh? Well… because he’s mine. I can do whatever I want with him, right?”
“Haa…”
Song Jiyoung sighed as if she found it pathetic.
Jo Ayoung seemed to finally realize how absurd her train of thought had been. Her face turned bright red.
“You’re really something else.”
“Don’t say it.”
“I get it now. I know exactly how you feel about this loser’s dick.”
“I said don’t say it!”
“I’m jealous. I want to suck it like you do, too~”
“Stop being a total bitch, Song Jiyoung!!”
The more Jo Ayoung reacted, the more excited Song Jiyoung became, pushing her even further.
They had returned to their usual selves.
I thought things might be heading toward a strange, erotic atmosphere, but given how different their sensibilities were, a threesome didn’t seem like an easy task.
I suppose any further sex was out of the question now.
Well, I should at least try to smooth things over.
I sat up and gently grabbed the hand of Jo Ayoung, who looked ready to pounce at any moment.
“Calm down for a second. And Jiyoung, stop teasing her.”
“So, did I take both the loser’s virginity and his first kiss? You can keep the dick, loser, I’ll take all the memories.”
“Hey!”
I was trying to stop them before it got worse.
Song Jiyoung, having finally found the joy of one-sidedly teasing Jo Ayoung, was now provoking her openly.
Jo Ayoung, who kept reacting to every little thing, was the problem too. This would never end at this rate.
“I said calm down. Hyeji is still in the house.”
“So what? You’re the one who lost your first kiss, aren’t you even upset?”
“Uh? Me?”
Why would I be upset? I’m perfectly fine with kissing Song Jiyoung.
Actually, it’s even better. To have both my virginity and my first kiss taken by the same person.
It almost sounds like pure love.
Even if the reality was forced.
As I hesitated to answer, Jo Ayoung seemed to get even more worked up.
“You! Shit! Hey, Kim Eunseong. Kiss me, too.”
“You?”
“Why? You don’t want to?”
“No, I’d love to, but…”
You just sucked my dick. You even swallowed my cum.
I couldn’t bring myself to say that out loud.
I’d heard that women get really offended by that. Refusing a kiss because they just sucked you off.
I knew the theory, but when it came to my own situation, the words “it’s fine” didn’t come out easily.
Song Jiyoung, as if she had brilliantly guessed my thoughts, threw the topic out there first.
“You just swallowed the loser’s cum, how can you kiss him? If you want to, go brush your teeth first.”
“Whaaat?”
“Could you kiss a loser who just finished sucking up his own juices?”
“…Why couldn’t I?”
Yeah, if it’s Jo Ayoung, she would definitely do it.
She’s the kind of woman who would gladly accept a request for a kiss even after licking another woman’s pussy.
“Ugh. You really don’t know men at all.”
“You’re the one who doesn’t know how men feel! You’re a misandrist, anyway!”
“Isn’t the real point of anger that you’re worse than that?”
“Ah, shit. Just you wait.”
Jo Ayoung, fuming with anger, immediately ran off to the bathroom.
I stared at the door she had just bolted through, completely dumbfounded and unable to keep up with the situation.
Is she really going to brush her teeth? Just to kiss me?
While I was trying to collect my thoughts, Song Jiyoung let out a soft laugh, wrapped her arms around my neck, and leaned into me.
“The distraction is gone now, isn’t it? Shall we continue what we were doing?”
“Uh, uh?”
“Don’t play dumb. I’m talking about the kiss.”
As she opened her mouth, a sticky sound leaked from between her saliva-coated lips.
It was just the sound of lips parting, but it was chillingly erotic.
“Are you… really okay with this?”
“Do you think I’d be kissing you if I wasn’t? You keep playing hard to get. Do you hate it?”
“No, I like it.”
I was flustered by how proactive she was, more than I expected.
Whatever change of heart she’d had since her first experience, Song Jiyoung was now actively selling herself with a favorable look in her eyes.
“Let’s do it quickly. Before Jo-a-yong comes back.”
I felt the sensation of her breasts pressing against my back, squishing firmly.
The hand that had been wrapped around my neck slid down, stroking my chest.
“Don’t stall, hurry up.”
“Alright.”
Unable to resist her urging, I turned around.
Facing her directly, I saw her face was already flushed red, and she was twisting her body in anticipation.
This girl. She’s pushing herself.
I had thought it was unlike Song Jiyoung.
It seemed Jo Ayoung’s blowjob provocation had actually worked. To think she’d go this far.
That in itself was unexpected. I don’t understand these girls’ sensibilities anymore.
Let’s just enjoy it.
I cupped her cheeks and slowly brought my face toward hers.
Chop.
Our lips met and parted.
A very brief bird kiss.
While I was momentarily moved by the kiss I had initiated, she stared straight at me and whispered.
“Do it more. I want to finish my first kiss properly, too.”
Ah, she really makes it impossible to hold back. Why are they all such foxes?
I tilted my head slightly and pressed my lips against hers.
“Hmm.”
Song Jiyoung let out a small nasal sound at the soft, lingering sensation.
This time, she closed her eyes and was fully absorbing the warmth felt from our lips.
The hands that had been cupping her cheeks naturally moved down her shoulders to wrap around her waist.
Then, Song Jiyoung, who had been keeping her hands down, raised her arms to wrap around my shoulders.
Like that, we stroked each other, pressing our bodies together and feeling the kiss.
It felt as if we were exploring each other not just with our lips, but with our entire bodies.
The ecstasy of being completely pressed together.
“Uung.”
“Hup.”
We were both struggling to breathe, and a moan erupted from both of us at the same time, neither of us knowing who started it.
As if that were a signal, the strength faded from the arms that had been tightly binding us together.
We pulled apart for a moment to look into each other’s eyes, took a breath, and then—
Simultaneously, we leaned in again.
‘This is nice.’
My head felt dazed from my first real kiss.
I couldn’t think of anything other than the fact that I was happy.
There was no room for techniques like nibbling or exploring with the tongue like in a drama.
We were just falling into each other, pressing our bodies together, and focusing all our nerves on the sensation of our lips.
Exchanging breath, and tightening our grip on each other—that was the entirety of the ecstasy we could feel.
Just that alone made my heart beat so fast.
I just kept thinking that I didn’t want to pull my lips away.
“Again, again! Stop sticking together, you two!”
After we had been caressing each other for quite a while, Jo Ayoung, who must have returned to the room at some point, rushed over and shoved her hand between us to break the contact.
“Ah.”
A small sigh of regret escaped our parted lips.
“What a shame. It was good.”
“Why are you two doing that again? Did you send me away just to do this?”
“You only just realized that? You’re really easy to handle.”
“Grrr!”
Seeing Jo Ayoung thrashing about, Song Jiyoung covered her mouth with one hand.
It looked like she was trying to hold back laughter, but more accurately, she was tracing her lips with her fingers, as if trying to savor the sensation that still lingered there.
When she caught my eye, she gave me a shy, beaming smile.
Wait, did Song Jiyoung have such a feminine side?
Surprisingly, my dick, oblivious to the situation, stood up straight and throbbed.
It had been hard even while kissing, but it hadn’t been twitching like this.
My own tastes are truly absurd.
“Song Jiyoung, you. What’s with that expression?”
“Why? What’s wrong with my expression?”
“It’s the look of a total female. Why are you making such a shy face while looking at a loser? You’re Song Jiyoung!”
“So what? I can be like that too.”
“Stay in character! You’re a cold-blooded misandrist!”
“A woman like that meeting a man and breaking character is also a form of character development.”
“Shut up!”
I got scolded for trying to intervene.
Song Jiyoung looked at me with slightly surprised eyes before flashing another shy smile.
“I see. I understand Eunseong’s taste well now.”
“Don’t call him so affectionately! Don’t suddenly get so close to each other!”
Jo Ayoung stepped forward and stood in front of me.
“I’m doing it too. I’m so frustrated I can’t stand it.”
“You said kissing is only for lovers.”
Song Jiyoung clearly seemed fully intent on teasing Jo Ayoung.
Her reactions were just too good, after all.
I felt much the same way.
“What about you two! Are you dating just because you kissed?”
Hearing Jo Ayoung’s shout, we locked eyes.
“I don’t particularly hold that philosophy.”
“Well, isn’t our relationship basically the same thing?”
“Whaaat?!”
We giggled, looking at each other in perfect sync.
It was pure, simple enjoyment watching Jo Ayoung’s reaction.
Jo Ayoung, failing to read the emotion behind our answer, couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed me by the collar.
“I don’t care about any of that! I’m doing it too! Lips, now!”
“Wait, first…”
Before I could stop her, her lips collided with mine.
It was a literal headbutt.
It hurt because we bumped into each other so hard.
“Uup. Wait.”
“Shut up. Just take it.”
She pulled back for a second, threw off her clothes, and this time, she moved a bit slower.
After our lips pressed together and a moment passed, Jo Ayoung’s tongue suddenly poked out from between her lips.
That red piece of flesh licked my lips for a brief second before forcing its way between my tightly closed lips.
“Uup.”
I was surprised, but I didn’t resist, and as I accepted her, her tongue stood stiff and pressed against my gums.
This isn’t a deep kiss, it’s just stabbing me with her tongue.
She’s such an amateur.
I moved my tongue to soothe her, as if to calm her down.
At that, our bodies shuddered as if we’d been electrocuted.
It was different from just bumping lips.
Focusing on that thrilling sensation I felt for a split second, I slowly caressed her tongue.
Her tongue, too, began to lose its stiffness.
Like that, as if entangling our tongues, we opened our mouths and mixed them together.
“Hup. Huum. Slurp. Haa.”
It was completely different from the sweet lip contact I’d had with Song Jiyoung.
A sticky, dense sex with our tongues.
Sometimes exploring roughly inside my mouth.
Sometimes inside hers.
I felt a sensation as if I were melting, rubbing our mucous membranes together.
Her hand, which had been grabbing my collar, moved behind my neck.
And my hands, before I knew it, were clutching her breasts.
“Hnn. Haum. Slurp. Slurp.”
Completely lost in it, she let out small moans and pressed her body against me.
She pressed against me, twitching as if she wanted to rub her belly and thighs against my fully erect dick.
An erotic kiss where we stimulated each other with our entire bodies.
We enjoyed it in a world that belonged only to the two of us.
“Wow.”
I heard Song Jiyoung’s exclamation from the side.
I was slightly conscious of her reaction, but Jo Ayoung didn’t seem to have the mental capacity for that anymore.
“Uum, haup. Slurp. Paha.”
We enjoyed the kiss frantically, and when we ran out of breath, we pulled apart for a second, only to gasp for air and dive back in, as if even that moment was a waste.
It was as if she couldn’t think of anything but the kiss. She was so deeply immersed that she had no intention of letting go.
Still, we couldn’t just kiss forever.
I carefully pulled my face away from hers.
“Paha. Uung. Whyyy~ Let’s do it~”
Jo Ayoung, her brain already melted, hugged my neck tightly and rubbed her face against me.
“Wait a second, Ayoung.”
“Uung? Kissuu. Kiss meee.”
I turned my head to check on Song Jiyoung, but Jo Ayoung gripped my face, fixing my head in place.
I couldn’t look away.
“Look only at me. Let’s kiss♡”
Her voice was so sweet that I felt like my own mind was melting away.
Of course, I’d love to keep going.
But I can’t.
It’s not about the kiss.
I need to soothe this dick that’s been rubbing against your belly and shedding tears of emotion.
I can’t hold back anymore.
“Forget the kiss, let’s have sex.”
At my words, her eyes widened as if she’d just realized a monumental fact, and she looked down.
She was already so aroused that her juices were dripping onto the sheets.
She looked at the sight for a moment and replied in a completely melted tone.
“Okay.”
What kind of switch had that kiss flipped?
It was the tone of a shy, newlywed bride on her first night.
“Kissu sexuu please♡”
I don’t know what that even means.
But it’s incredibly hot, so let’s do it right now.