A Bedside Conversation with Eun-jung
"Come in."
"...Okay. Excuse me."
Eun-jung kept her hand lightly covering her lips as she slipped past me and stepped inside the house. She seemed to enter so obediently, yet the moment I closed the front door, she kicked off her shoes in a rush and darted toward the bathroom. Watching her black hair vanish around the corner, I let out a soft sigh. She had been so self-conscious about it the entire way here. Was she going to brush her teeth? Since I had been bringing girls home to spend the night lately, I was relieved to have plenty of spare toothbrushes on hand.
"Mmm…."
Seeing Eun-jung so concerned made the memory of that sensation resurface for me too… and my face flushed crimson. During the Service Time, the girls in class had caressed my entire body using nothing but their lips and tongues. Eun-jung had lain between my spread legs in a raised cat pose, diligently lavishing oral service on my anus. I still remember how shocked I was when she first pressed her lips firmly against it for a kiss. In a place that should never feel such a touch, the moment those soft, moist lips made contact, a spine-tingling pleasure pierced straight through me alongside the shock.
After turning into a woman’s body and enduring every kind of training from my friends, after being violated by all manner of tools, I thought I had experienced every pleasure a woman could feel. Today, I realized how wrong I had been.
…Though feeling every kind of pleasure imaginable isn’t necessarily a good thing.
The kind of lewd, vulgar pleasure an ordinary woman would never know… Learning so much about it only proved how carelessly I had offered my body. Still, since the one experiencing it was me, and all my partners were beautiful girls, the revulsion never truly took hold. It’s fine because I’m a girl now. Because they’re my friends. Because it’s part of The Test. Because it’s Pussy Management. That was how I justified it to myself.
"Se-Seon-ah…? Um… could I have a towel…?"
"Ah, right! Just a second."
Come to think of it, I hadn’t left a towel in the bathroom. When Eun-jung peeked out with a faintly flushed face, I grabbed a fresh towel from the shelf and handed it to her.
"Th-thank you. …I’ll wash up quickly and come out."
She gave a polite little bow and slipped back into the bathroom. The dark, heavy aura that used to cling to her… or whatever it was, had almost completely vanished since that last incident. She seemed half-returned to the pure, gentle Eun-jung she had once been.
…But we had traveled too far to ever go back completely.
I set out some simple clothes for her to change into and left them by the bathroom door, then changed into a white boxy t-shirt and dolphin shorts myself. After ordering chicken for dinner, I sat quietly on the bed waiting for her.
…It’s starting again.
A lingering heat that hadn’t yet been satisfied deep inside my body slowly began to rise. As expected, the inertia of my body was impossible to fight. Ever since Eun-jung had suppressed my masochistic pleasure a few days ago, this had been happening often.
Today Teacher Mi-na had suggested we explore how soft pleasure felt better than violent pleasure, but there were physical sensations that lips and tongues alone simply could not satisfy. Whenever I felt this way at home these past few days, I would wait until the girls were asleep at dawn, sneak a large dildo into an empty room, fix it to the floor, straddle it, bite my lower lip hard, and slam my hips down violently to stab my cervix until the ache eased.
But today… how should I describe it? It felt manageable. I simply stroked my pussy gently over my dolphin shorts to soothe the heat and waited obediently for Eun-jung.
A short while later.
"Seon-ah, I’m done washing up. Do you want to shower—"
Eun-jung burst through the door and froze the moment she saw me sitting with my legs spread wide, touching myself. The desire that had flared and glistened in her dark eyes slowly sank back down after a few blinks.
"Should I take my clothes off…? Do you want to do it now?"
"Hmm… No, later. For now, let’s just lie down and rest."
Despite the look in her eyes, she seemed ready to have sex the instant I asked. I guided her to my side. I could have gone through with it, but after receiving full-body service from the entire class, my body felt languid and weak. I needed a little rest.
"Mmm… That tickles, Seon-ah."
Fresh from the shower and deliciously warm, Eun-jung flopped down beside me. I pulled her into my arms and buried my nose in her hair. It was the familiar scent of our house shampoo, yet mixed with her own natural fragrance it smelled even sweeter and fresher.
As I held her slender body and kept sniffing, she giggled quietly against my chest before peeking her face upward.
"Um… Seon-ah."
"…Yes?"
"How was it today? The Service Time we did during CA hour."
Eun-jung looked up at me cautiously. I thought for a moment, then decided to answer honestly.
"It felt awkward at first, but once I started receiving it, it felt incredibly good. It was fascinating how the girls pushed all the desks together to make a bed…."
The sensation of every inch of my body being licked—ticklish, electric, goosebump-raising. The feeling of my fingers being sucked with vacuum-like pressure. My toes slipping into warm mouths, licked as if they were candy, every crevice between them meticulously cleaned. The slick glide of tongues sliding up my forearms and thighs like wet slugs. The swirl of a tongue inside my navel. I left out the part about my anus because it was too embarrassing, but I described everything else to her in detail.
"…I’m so glad."
As if relieved that I had truly felt it, Eun-jung buried her face between my breasts and let out a deep sigh of relief.
…Hadn’t the fact that I planned the Service Time with Mi-na been a secret? She isn’t the type who can’t lie, so… does this mean she simply had no composure left when it came to me?
Feeling a pang of sympathy, I gently stroked her hair. Suddenly a face even redder than before popped out from my cleavage.
"Wh-what about… the back side…?"
"Uh, um…."
Seeing Eun-jung’s flushed red lips made my own face burn with heat.
"It w-was good… really good, but… it’s too embarrassing. I’ll stop there. Besides, you saw it yourself, didn’t you? The way my hips kept jerking up."
"…Yeah."
Like a fox burying her head in snow, she turned red all the way to her ears and hid her face in my cleavage again. From within that hiding place, a tiny voice crept out.
"…Then, should I do it again?"
"Wh-what…?"
The arms that had been wrapped tightly around my back slowly slid down to my waist. Eun-jung’s hands gripped my buttocks, which had already tensed up in nervous anticipation. Cold sweat broke out across my skin as I desperately tried to stop her.
"Ah, no… I mean, it was good—really good—but… how should I put this? It’s incredibly embarrassing, and I’m really self-conscious about it…."
During the actual Service Time I had been so lost in the sensation of my entire body being serviced by the girls’ mouths that I had allowed it without thinking. But deliberately making someone put their mouth on a place I considered dirty was something that made even me extremely nervous.
"Be-besides, you must hate it too, right…? No matter how often I do enemas and wash thoroughly, that kind of…."
"…I didn’t hate it."
"Right, of course you’d hate—… Huh?"
Even though her face was dyed bright red with embarrassment, she continued.
"It’s service for you, after all. To serve you properly, I thought I had to do that too."
Her voice trembled, yet she stubbornly voiced her opinion. Has this girl seen too many dirty things while training me…?
"B-but you don’t have to go that far. There are other ways…."
"…As you already know, this service is for you."
Eun-jung looked up at me with a more serious tone.
"I believe that in service, the mindset behind the act is just as important as the act itself. That’s why I wanted to show you that mindset."
"Uh, umm…."
What she said was logically sound, and through it I really had felt her heart more clearly, but….
"It’s definitely not dirty. And even if it were, I would clean it thoroughly with my mouth…."
"W-wait, just a second…!"
"…?"
I caught Eun-jung as she tried to slip down beneath me again.
"During today’s Service Time you didn’t service my p-pussy… so could you start there instead?"
"Your pussy…. Yeah, that’s true. Now that I think about it, I didn’t take care of the most important place."
Eun-jung nodded in understanding.
"Wait just a moment. I’ll give you proper ‘service’ soon…."
"…Phew."
Watching her wriggle under the blanket toward my lower body, I pressed a hand to my forehead and sighed. I had barely avoided the disaster of her licking my unwashed anus after I had walked home sweaty. Once the chicken arrived, I would stop her for a moment and wash up quickly.
But at that moment, I didn’t yet realize how much I had underestimated Eun-jung’s ‘service spirit.’