Lend Me Your House
As soon as I reached home, my stomach began to churn violently.
The alcohol pressed down on my stomach like a heavy weight, and a sour, unpleasant taste lingered in my mouth.
I tried to suppress the urge to retch, but a burning sensation surged up my throat with overwhelming force.
Sweat beaded on my forehead, and my body tensed so sharply that my fingertips tingled.
“Ugh…”
I rushed into the bathroom, gripping the toilet as I bent over.
A powerful pressure convulsed my stomach, and a wave of nausea erupted immediately.
The sickening feeling rose from my chest, climbing up my throat as the sour taste of stomach acid brushed against my tongue.
After coughing for a long while, I steadied myself and drew in a deep breath.
The sensation of my insides flipping had eased slightly, yet my head still spun.
This is the worst. How much did I even drink?
Staggering with a hazy mind, I stripped off all my clothes and underwear before stepping out of the bathroom.
I collapsed straight onto the bed.
I expected my exhausted body to sink into the soft mattress, but instead I collided with something solid and unmistakably human.
“Aah!”
Startled, I jerked away and slammed my head against the nightstand beside the bed.
Crash!
The nightstand toppled, spilling its contents across the floor in a clatter.
I couldn’t even remember what I had stored inside it; strange objects now lay scattered everywhere.
At the same time, I lost my balance and tumbled to the floor beside it.
“Ow… damn…”
Lying on the ground, I clutched my spinning head.
The alcohol still hadn’t worn off, and the unexpected shock only made my thoughts grow more muddled.
A sudden presence jolted me back to awareness.
Something shifted on the bed, and a familiar voice laced with irritation broke the silence.
“Jun-young, what are you doing?”
It was Oh Ha-na.
She sat up in the dim room, brows furrowed.
Faint light from the window softly outlined her silhouette.
Too flustered to answer properly, I only managed a weak cough.
My alcohol-blurred mind finally registered the situation.
Right. I had lent her my place.
Oh Ha-na rose from the bed and looked down at me sprawled on the floor.
She wore nothing but a matching set of pink bra and panties, the sight so beautiful and sensual that my exposed cock instantly hardened and sprang upward.
I hurriedly covered myself with both hands, but she had already seen everything.
Her expression wasn’t one of disgust—it was amused.
“Doctor, did you just get hard looking at me?”
She kicked my hands aside with her foot, then pressed her bare sole firmly against my now-exposed cock and began rubbing it slowly up and down.
Arms crossed, she continued to look down at me with a commanding gaze.
Somehow this nurse I used to ignore had become the one in charge.
As her sole slid along my shaft, precum leaked out and smeared across her skin.
She then trapped the head between her big toe and second toe, stroking the sensitive ridge with deliberate, maddening pressure.
“Aah… hngh…”
Her foot continued its relentless rubbing, and an unbearable urge to climax crashed over me. Thick ropes of cum splattered across her toes.
She quickly covered my urethra with her sole to contain the fountain-like release.
Oh Ha-na’s face twisted with displeasure at the mess on her foot. She shoved it toward my face.
“Since you made it dirty, clean it up with your tongue.”
“Ugh…”
Still on the floor, I had no choice but to lick my own semen from her sole as she pressed it against my face. The musky scent filled my nose.
“Slurp… lick… gulp.”
The humiliation burned, yet a strange excitement made my heart race.
Even though I had just come, I hardened again almost immediately, panting like a beast in heat.
Strangely, licking my own cum off her foot didn’t feel entirely repulsive.
Though the taste made me want to gag, the alcohol dulled my senses, and the simple fact that I was allowed to lick Oh Ha-na’s cute, pretty feet felt oddly satisfying.
I continued to press careful kisses along her toes.
When my lips touched her foot, she flinched slightly. My tongue traced slowly over the top of her foot, gliding across smooth skin.
With every breath, the warmth and scent of her body mingled in the air.
Oh Ha-na looked faintly tense at first, but soon let out a soft laugh and squirmed.
“Ah, that tickles~”
I moved methodically, licking between each toe, across the arch, and down to the heel.
Her breathing changed. The ticklish expression gradually shifted into something else, and a satisfied smile curved her lips—the look of someone whose plan was unfolding perfectly.
She lightly stroked my hair and chuckled.
“Jun-young, you’re more obedient than I expected.”
I offered no reply.
I simply kept licking her foot in silence, savoring the lingering warmth on my tongue.
Once her entire foot glistened with my saliva, she pressed it down on my face again, applying more pressure.
“Nngh…”
With my face pinned to the floor, I stayed still.
No one had ever stepped on me before, yet because it was Oh Ha-na, the feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
My own saliva now coated my face, the scent sharp in my nose.
Still pressing down on me, she reached for the objects that had spilled from the overturned nightstand. Her eyes widened as she picked one up.
“Huh? Doctor, what’s this?”
From my position beneath her foot, I turned my head with difficulty and saw what she held. My face went rigid.
An Aneros and a bottle of lube.
“Ah, that’s… just a health-management item.”
I tried to sound casual as I attempted to rise, but she only pressed harder, flattening my face against the floor.
“Nngh!”
My cheek squished against the ground.
Her lips curled into a playful grin.
“Health management? Isn’t this the thing you shove up your ass for prostate play?”
She examined the Aneros with a quiet laugh.
“No way, Jun-young. Why do you even have this? Don’t tell me…”
“I bought it for research.”
I coughed awkwardly and looked away.
“I’m an anal surgeon. Of course I need to understand these things.”
“Hmm~ Research, huh?”
She gave me a skeptical once-over.
“So, Doctor, have you actually used it yourself while doing this ‘research’?”
I froze, unable to answer.
“Oh my~ Oh my, oh my~”
She covered her mouth, laughing as though she had discovered something priceless.
“Don’t tell me you’ve actually tried it, Doctor?”
“Hey, enough! Just give it back!”
I shoved her foot aside and stood up, reaching for the toy, but she stepped back with a teasing smile.
“Nope~ You’re way too cute like this, you know?”
I wanted to tear my hair out.
Of all times for that thing to fall out, why did she have to notice?
“Ha-na, stop messing around and hand it over.”
“Hmm… I’m not sure. It’d be boring to just give it back~”
She tapped the Aneros with her finger, eyes gleaming with mischief.
“Show me how you use it and I’ll return it.”
“What?”
I barely registered that she had switched to casual speech.
Before I could react, she grabbed my waist, lifted me effortlessly, and dropped me onto the bed.
Drunk and only 165 cm tall, I weighed barely 50 kg—roughly her size. Even as a man, I was easily overpowered.
Once I was on my back, she climbed over me in a 69 position, settling her ass firmly on my face while her head hovered near my cock.
She lifted my legs and hips until they pointed toward the ceiling.
With her weight on my face, her panties pressed tightly against my mouth and nose. Each breath carried the scent of fabric softener mixed with a faint, salty tang.
Without thinking, I extended my tongue and licked the fabric. The smooth silk felt cool against my tongue.
Oh Ha-na twitched, letting out a surprised laugh.
“Ahaha~ Jun-young, what are you doing suddenly licking me there? It tickles!”
“Mmph…”
She punished me by pressing down harder, smothering me beneath her ass.
Breathing became difficult.
Undeterred, she squeezed a generous amount of lube into my exposed hole and slowly pushed the Aneros inside.
The moment the tip entered, my body seemed to suck the toy in greedily, drawing it deep.
I could feel my anus fluttering around it, my prostate throbbing like a second heartbeat.
“Jun-young, you really love playing with your ass, don’t you? You swallowed it so fast~ Haha.”
“Mmph…”
I wanted to protest, but my mouth was trapped between her cheeks.
“Is this how you do it?”
She began thrusting the Aneros in and out, treating it like a dildo rather than letting it work on its own.
The wrong technique still sent intense, unfamiliar pleasure shooting up my spine. My cock swelled rapidly.
With one hand she continued the rough thrusts while the other stroked my shaft, giving me a slick, skillful handjob.
She coated my cock with more lube, the wet sounds filling the room as she pumped faster and smoother.
Her grip was firm yet controlled, never crossing into pain—far better than anything I could do alone.
“Hah, hah, hah.”
Buried beneath her ass, my breathing grew ragged. My nose pressed against the fabric of her panties, and soon my mouth opened for air, though even that was restricted.
She squirmed again, complaining about the ticklish sensation.
“Ah, Doctor! Are you trying to tickle my pussy? It doesn’t feel bad, but it’s way too ticklish~”
Smack!
She slapped my ass hard.
The sting was sharper than the toy inside me, and far more humiliating.
A respected surgeon being spanked by a younger nurse shattered every notion of status I held.
The thought only made the prostate stimulation more intense. My climax surged forward uncontrollably.
Cum erupted in thick spurts into her waiting hand.
“Kyaa~”
The load shot high, far more than usual, splattering across her body.
Smack!
She slapped my ass again.
“Doctor! You should’ve warned me before coming~ I couldn’t dodge it!”
I tried to answer, but her weight still pinned me.
Realizing this, she finally lifted her hips.
“Pwah!”
Fresh air rushed in. I gasped, feeling alive again.
“Jun-young, is it because you’re an anal surgeon? You really feel it back there, huh?”
Oh Ha-na giggled and climbed onto my stomach, her fingers now circling my nipples with playful little twists.
“No…”
I wanted to offer some excuse, but nothing came to mind.
My thoughts had gone completely blank.