Dildo Play
It had been a while since I last visited Kim Han-na’s house, but it remained exactly as I remembered. The atmosphere felt rigid and strict, perfectly mirroring her personality. The wide space held only the bare minimum of furniture in drab, monotonous colors. While most homes would have numerous photos on the walls, Han-na’s had just a single family picture. The only exceptions were the bottles of Western liquor displayed in a glass case and the swords lined up on the wall. I had once tried to touch one of those blades out of curiosity, but Han-na’s face had drained of all color as she frantically stopped me. In the end I gave up, and the memory still lingered.
“What are you doing? Hurry up.”
At Han-na’s urging I followed her into her room. Unlike the bleakness of the rest of the house, this space definitely felt like a girl’s bedroom. I had visited a few times before, so the room should have been familiar, yet today it felt unbearably awkward.
“Don’t just stand there. Sit on the bed or something.”
“Ah… yeah…”
I shuffled over hesitantly and perched on the edge of the soft mattress. Han-na had her head buried in the closet, rummaging for something.
…Come to think of it, what had she meant by “eat ramen before you go”? Did that phrase carry the same lewd implication in this world? If so, did that mean Han-na wanted to have sex with me?
The realization that she saw me not as a friend but as a woman left me stunned. I was still lost in thought when I heard the sharp rip of a box being torn open.
What was that…? I turned my head and saw Han-na opening a long black box. She reached inside and pulled something out. It was…
“A dildo…?”
The object in Han-na’s hand wasn’t one of the grotesque monstrosities I had seen at the adult shop. It was only about the length of an adult palm and thick enough to wrap one hand around. Its smooth pink surface had no ridges, so instead of resembling a penis it looked more like a simple elongated toy designed for women.
But why had she brought it out so suddenly…?
“I’m going to use this for The Test on you.”
“The Test…?”
Sudden or not, Han-na ignored my confusion. She took out the included condom and began rolling it down the dildo’s length.
Weren’t we supposed to be having sex? Not that I had been expecting it… Han-na was my friend, and she saw me as a friend too, so of course that wasn’t it. But then what had the ramen comment meant?
Even as my thoughts spiraled, Han-na didn’t stop. She pushed me down onto the bed with one hand, the condom-covered dildo still gripped in the other, and pressed her lips to mine.
“Hngh… smack, smooch, smooch…”
The lewd sounds of our mouths meeting filled the room. Lying on her soft bed, pinned beneath a girl and kissing like this, it truly felt as though we were having sex.
“Slurp… suck… mmm…”
Han-na bit and licked at my lips as if she meant to devour them. When she finally pulled away, she began stripping me. My tank top came off, then my hot pants, and finally my underwear. I lay completely naked and blushing while Kim Han-na looked down at me. Her breathing had grown rough.
After staring at me in silence for a moment, she grabbed both my legs and lifted them toward the ceiling. She pressed firmly until my ankles rested beside my head, folding me in half.
This position… it looked a lot like the mating press I had heard about.
Since I could only see the ceiling, Han-na slipped a pillow under my head. My view suddenly shifted forward, and I was forced to watch my own soaked pussy exposed obscenely toward the sky.
It was an incredibly lewd sight, the kind a friend should never see.
“Hold your ankles yourself.”
“U-uh… okay…”
I obeyed, gripping the ankles on either side of my head. The posture made me feel as if I were willingly displaying my pussy, and my face burned crimson.
Han-na picked up the dildo again and began rubbing the head against my slick folds. The condom made the sensation both firm and slippery in a strangely perverse way. It teased my entrance, moving back and forth at a maddeningly shallow depth.
Squelch… squelch… With every stroke my slit parted and closed, producing wet, sticky sounds as my glistening lips spread open. The juices steadily leaking from me mixed into frothy bubbles inside my folds.
“Haa… huu… huuu…”
At a friend’s house, on a friend’s bed, right in front of her, my pussy was frothing with arousal because of her dildo. Was it really okay to show Han-na something so vulgar? I stole a glance at her, but she was only breathing harder from the effort of moving the toy. There was no disgust in her eyes. Instead she stared intently at the foaming mess between my legs.
“Hngh… huaa… haaang…”
Intense shame flooded my chest. The reality of creaming in front of my friend, the guilt of tarnishing Han-na’s pure heart when she had only offered to help with The Test, the knowledge that I should never feel this way if I didn’t want to betray her kindness… and yet the secret desire for her to do more, to rub me faster… All of it churned chaotically inside my head, steadily eroding what little self-control I had left.
“Ahng… ah… haaung…”
My tightly sealed lips had parted at some point, letting moans slip free. Even as I worried about Han-na noticing how I felt, another part of me secretly wished she would notice and scold me for it. The “me” that was still Lee Seon-ah and the “me” that was a lewd bitch struggled to find balance between them.
“Hiiiiit…!”
That balance shattered the moment Han-na pressed the dildo firmly against my swollen clit. It didn’t stop there. The toy slid straight down, pressing hard against my lower belly before it began teasing my navel.
“Haaaa… haa… haaang…”
It felt as if the dildo were trying to burrow inside my belly button. It pushed its head into the little hole and pressed rhythmically, then spun in slow circles, then rubbed back and forth across the vertical slit. A ticklish yet tingling sensation spread from my navel deep into my abdomen. Being violated in a place that wasn’t even a sexual organ, feeling pleasure from somewhere I should never feel it, pushed my dwindling reason closer and closer to the edge.
Squelch… squelch… The juices coating the dildo pooled inside my navel, creating obscene wet noises. Han-na dipped the toy again, then began drawing slow, slick circles around the sensitive area.
“Huu… aah… aahngh…”
It was similar to the massage Eun-jung had given me with her hands before, yet completely different. When Eun-jung had teased around my navel it had felt like a slow, building heat. What Han-na was doing now made my belly button feel like… a second pussy. Sticky, hot, filled with cream, and capable of feeling pleasure just like one.
After coating the entire area with my juices, Han-na slid the dildo downward again. It traced the line of my defined abs, then slipped between my breasts. She pushed it all the way through until the head poked out cutely from the top of my cleavage. It looked exactly like I was giving the toy a titjob.
The dildo moved back and forth as if savoring the softness of my breasts, then emerged fully and approached my mouth.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
I had thought it was an ordinary dildo, but up close it looked enormous and thick. Han-na brought it closer and closer until the head finally touched my lips. The wet, sticky sensation of my own juices coated them.
While I trembled, Han-na began rubbing the head across my mouth like lipstick.
“Heu… hek… heeek…”
She was coating my lips with the lewd nectar from my pussy. The same lips that had once been dyed with Han-na’s sweet saliva were now being painted and defiled by my own filthy juices. Even if I found someone I liked in the future, I would never be able to kiss them. She was turning my mouth into something vulgar and obscene.
With a final wet sound the dildo pulled away from my lips and returned to my pussy.
“Seon-ah.”
“Y-yes?”
“You’re not going to cum just because I put a little dildo inside you, right?”
“…Huh?”
Han-na pressed the head firmly against my entrance and began pushing it inside. The tapered tip forced its way into my pussy, stretching the narrow walls that had only ever taken fingers.
“Huuuuu… hngh…”
With a long, wet squelch the dildo slid in up to the glans and stopped. I tried to relax my tense body and breathed deeply. My body seemed to be accepting it better than expected, but my mind struggled to keep up.
Of course I knew a pussy was meant to take things this thick. But until now I had never truly felt it. I had only ever put anything inside twice, and both times had been slender fingers. Now something several times thicker was stretching me open.
I realized all over again that the hole between my legs could accept something so thick. As if finally understanding its purpose, my pussy squirmed wetly around the glans, slowly growing accustomed to the intruder.
The walls that had been rigid with fear gradually softened. The iron-tight pussy that had tried to reject the toy now embraced it gently, like a mother cradling a child. With the tension gone, tingling pleasure began rising from deep inside.
But it still felt insufficient. I secretly started rolling my hips in tiny circles, seeking more stimulation. Han-na, who had been watching me quietly, tightened her grip on the dildo and spoke.
“Looks like you’ve adapted. I’ll start moving now.”