Uterine Massage
I gently stroked Seon-ah’s hair as her head clung tightly to my waist. She seemed to think she hadn’t been caught, but there was no way I could have missed it—not when she was panting so hard and soaking her thighs with her own juices. Both the part-timer and I had simply pretended nothing had happened because we didn’t want to make things awkward. If only she could have seen the look in my eyes back then… Seon-ah would have loved it.
While I patted her affectionately, Seon-ah suddenly sprang up from the bed, full of energy again.
“Feeling better now?”
Seon-ah nodded silently. She really was adorable. To think I had briefly mistaken such a sweet girl for a bad one…
I gazed at her with warm satisfaction until my eyes suddenly landed on her clothes.
“Ah, Seon-ah. You should change out of those pants. Want me to help you?”
“…!”
…I got kicked out.
I was so curious about what was going on inside those black dolphin shorts. What a shame.
I sat on the living room sofa and watched TV for a while. Before long, Seon-ah, now in fresh clothes, plopped down beside me with a soft thud.
“Don’t sit there. Sit here. Right here.”
I spread my thighs and patted the space between them with my palm. Seon-ah hesitated for a moment, then obediently followed my instruction. As I pulled her into my embrace, the faint scent of soap drifted from her body. Acting on instinct, I rubbed my nose against the nape of her neck while sliding my hand under her shirt and up to her breasts.
“Mmm…”
The moment my hand cupped her full, luscious breast through her bra, a sweet nasal moan naturally slipped from Seon-ah’s lips. Hmm… something felt missing. I fumbled inside her shirt, unhooked her bra, and placed my hand directly on her bare chest. Her skin clung to my fingers with a delicious, elastic softness. Just a little more… just a little more…
Oh, right. Should I try that today?
“Seon-ah. You don’t seem to be feeling well today, so I’m going to give you a massage…”
“A… massage…?”
“Yes. A massage. Anyway, while you’re receiving my massage, it’s perfectly normal for strange sounds to come out… so you don’t have to hold them back. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Uh… huh?”
To help her understand, I pinched her nipple firmly between my index finger and thumb.
“Hngh…!”
Seon-ah immediately let out a moan, then quickly clapped both hands over her mouth.
“That’s exactly what I told you not to do.”
While my right hand continued to knead and twist her nipple, my left hand pulled her palms away from her mouth. I caught her flailing arms one by one and calmly placed them on her own thighs. Soon, Lee Seon-ah became perfectly well-behaved. At least on the outside. Inside, her mouth was busy letting out one hot, ragged breath after another.
I began tormenting her breasts with both hands again. I traced slow circles around her areolas with my fingertips, then lightly scratched her nipples with my nails. Each time, her waist would jerk upward in the most obscene way. When I pressed her cow-like breasts together and squeezed them from base to tip as if milking her, her tongue would peek out cutely. If I pinched her nipples, her hips would twist; if I pulled them forward, her waist would thrust out too. It was endlessly entertaining.
That Lee Seon-ah. That proud, lofty Lee Seon-ah who had monopolized every gaze of envy and admiration from the other girls. She was now crying, moaning, and trembling at every single movement of my hands. The girl I once thought I could never catch up to was being toyed with like a plaything beneath my fingers.
A low, vulgar sense of superiority made my heart race wildly.
“Hek, heeek… heuk…!”
In the midst of it all, Seon-ah’s rough breathing reached my ears. It was worth telling her not to hide her moans. The fact that she tried so hard not to make these lewd sounds only proved what a bad girl she was. Bad girls deserved punishment.
With my left hand, I kept pressing and rolling her nipples, while my right hand slid downward to caress her navel. I stroked gently from top to bottom, then used my fingertips to trace slow, light circles around her belly button. The pressure was never strong—just enough for our skin to barely graze. I was drawing the nerves that had been focused on her chest down to her lower belly, waking up the dormant erogenous zones there.
“Haa, aah… what is this… ah, haaang…”
Seon-ah kept twisting her waist, trying to escape the strange sensation. Growing tired of it, I slipped my leg between her thighs and spread them wide, locking her in place. Normally it would have been impossible, but her body had grown languid from pleasure, making her easy to control.
With her firmly pinned, I tormented her freely with both hands. My fingers teased her nipples above while gently stimulating the sensitive area around her navel below. At first her reactions were weaker than when I played with both nipples, but as the pleasure around her belly button began to build, she started panting even harder, her body convulsing violently.
…This should be enough warm-up.
I slowly lowered the hand that had been circling her navel until it reached her lower abdomen. The precious place where her baby room—her womb—resided.
I couldn’t keep my thoughts straight.
There was a reason Eun-jung had said it was normal not to hold back my voice. When she massaged both of my nipples, I could somehow endure it even while panting. When she first touched the area around my navel, it only felt slightly ticklish at the beginning… but that ticklish sensation gradually, little by little, grew hotter and hotter…
“Haaah, haa… haa…”
It wasn’t just the center where my navel was. The heat spread down my lower belly all the way to my pussy, making everything burn. I wanted to touch myself right then and there to release this fever. But if I did, Eun-jung would realize I had gone into heat from her massage. So I had to endure… I had to hold on…
I tried rubbing my thighs together to relieve it somehow, but my legs were already locked firmly between hers. All I could do was drown helplessly in the swamp of pleasure…
The fingertips that had been driving me to the edge suddenly paused. Then they began moving downward again, slowly. Wait, could it be…?
But contrary to my hopes, her hand stopped just below my navel, right on the slightly protruding, softly rounded area. The part that swells to protect a woman’s womb. Eun-jung’s fingertips pressed firmly into my lower belly, then began drawing circles once more.
Round—round—round—
…Something felt very different this time. An incredibly strange sensation began to rise.
And then…
“Aahk…! Hngh, ah, ahaahk…!!”
The moment my womb was stimulated directly, all the heat that had been spreading through my lower abdomen began rushing toward my uterus.
“E-Eun-jung… no, not there… this isn’t right…! Ha, aahng, ah, hngh…!”
Not only my womb but even my insides felt so hot it was as if I could feel their shape. Love juices poured out endlessly as if trying to cool the heat, gushing through my pussy. Thanks to the string panties that did nothing to contain it, the freshly changed dolphin shorts began soaking with my fluids again.
It hurts, it’s too much, this, this can’t be happening, this is wrong…!
No matter how desperately I shook my head and begged Eun-jung, the hand stimulating my womb never stopped. After drawing those circles, her fingertips suddenly pressed straight down into my uterus with a firm kuuuk.
“―――!!”
My mouth opened impossibly wide and my pupils dilated. The slightly cool air of the living room, the laughter from the variety show on TV, even Eun-jung’s breath tickling my ear—all of it slowly, slowly drifted away. My mind turned pure white as if sprayed with opaque liquid, while my body began to tremble violently, wracked by an electric current that completely escaped my control. The only thing I could feel clearly was the burning heat of my womb, telling me I was climaxing.
I don’t know how long that state lasted. It felt like hours, yet also like mere seconds. When I finally came back to my senses, I felt Eun-jung’s fingertips drawing circles on my lower belly again, along with my pussy that was still endlessly pouring out love juices.
…I have to stop her.
I didn’t know exactly what kind of massage this was, but I now understood from experience just how dangerous it was for a woman.
“N-no… hiiit!!”
The moment I opened my mouth, Eun-jung’s fingertips pressed firmly into my womb once more. I couldn’t even finish my sentence before another uterine orgasm hit me, forcing my body to twitch like a broken doll.
But this time, it didn’t end there. Instead of stopping after one press, her fingers began pushing down again and again—two times, three times, in rapid succession.
“A-ahhaak, huaa, haaahk…!!”
Over and over, my womb was pressed and squeezed. My pussy, climaxing like an idiot, sprayed love juices like a broken faucet.
“N-no… my, hngh… precious… baby room… if you play with it like this… this isn’t a toy, hiiit…!!”
Eun-jung’s hand pressed down on my uterus even harder, twisting in firm circles. The pleasure was so violently intense that my consciousness began to flicker. I flailed my arms and legs, desperate to escape, but not only my legs—both of my arms were now pinned by her left arm as well. Forced to endure a level of pleasure that made me fear I might actually die, I twisted and writhed until, with a sudden blink, my consciousness returned.
“Hek… heeek, heeek… heeek…”
My breathing was as rough as a beast’s, and my heart pounded wildly as if I had sprinted at full speed. I wanted to check how long I had been unconscious, but my vision was blurry—perhaps from tears shed during my orgasms—and I couldn’t see clearly. Even when I tried to wipe my eyes, no strength would enter my body.
As I lay there catching my ragged breath, Eun-jung’s finger suddenly slipped into my mouth.
“It got dirty because of you, so clean it yourself.”
Hearing her low whisper in my ear, I reflexively closed my lips around her finger and licked it with my tongue. The moment my tongue touched the long, slender digit, I tasted a slightly salty, sticky liquid. It didn’t seem like sweat…
Even in my exhausted state, I carefully licked every joint of her finger. When I finished, she stroked my head as if praising me for doing a good job. A ticklish feeling spread through my chest, and an overwhelming sense of happiness washed over me.
While sucking on her finger, my body and mind completely relaxed… and just like that, I fell fast asleep.