First Day of the Study Camp
"Wow, it's so big…."
"Come on, it's not that impressive…. Han-na, why are you just standing there? Hurry up and come inside."
"…Okay."
It was a Saturday morning that had arrived before we knew it. Han-na, Eun-jung, and I stood in front of Eun-jung's officetel building. A two-day study camp…. We hadn't gathered purely to have fun, but the thought of friends staying together like this made my heart flutter with unexpected excitement.
"Whoa…."
When Eun-jung opened the door to her officetel, the interior looked like something straight out of a home renovation show—modern yet classic, simple yet luxurious. …It made my own house look pathetic by comparison. The living room held nothing but a TV and sofa, the other rooms were empty and being used as storage, and the one I'd personally decorated and claimed as my own… Han-na had even roasted it by saying it looked just like her older brother's room.
"Don't look so uncomfortable. Treat it like your own place and relax."
I'd been standing there blankly, feeling a little dejected, when Eun-jung approached from the left and wrapped both arms tightly around one of mine. The soft, yielding pressure of her modest breasts against my arm through our clothes made my whole body flinch.
"It's not that I'm uncomfortable… H-Han-na?"
"…What? Why?"
While I was surrendering one arm to Eun-jung, Han-na—who had been standing behind us with a sulky expression—sidled closer and claimed my other arm in a firm hug. Unlike Eun-jung's slender chest, Han-na's breasts were large and heavy. Sandwiched between them like the filling in a sandwich, I could feel my heart hammering and heat rushing up to my face.
No. I can't let myself think weird thoughts. This was just normal skinship between friends. If something this ordinary made my pulse race and stirred up naughty feelings… Yeah. Let's just study. Once I focused on that, these dirty thoughts would settle down quickly.
First, I should unpack a little….
"…Um, could you two let go of my arms soon?"
"I'm the owner of this house escorting my guests. It's only proper."
"I won't let go until Eun-jung does first."
"…."
Lately, it felt like Eun-jung had started clinging to me much more aggressively. If I thought back, it probably began after that time my pussy had been thoroughly teased and I'd been scolded so harshly by her. I'd barely managed to escape by insisting that my pussy wasn't the kind that came so easily for anyone except a special person… not just a friend.
Han-na had changed too. In the past, if I hugged her first she'd freak out and try to shove me away. But ever since I'd given her my virginity, she seemed to feel much closer to me. Her skinship had become completely uninhibited.
…Honestly, regardless of the reason, being surrounded by these beautiful girls wasn't a bad feeling at all. But pleasant or not, it was getting suffocating. When were they planning to let go?
Watching the two of them engage in their strange little staring contest while still hugging me, I let out a deep sigh.
***
After I begged and begged, they finally released me. I tossed my bag into the room Eun-jung had assigned to me and pulled out the change of clothes I'd brought. At home I usually just threw on a stretched-out tank top and shorts, but… since this was technically a 'villa,' I'd tried to show some manners by packing a short-sleeve t-shirt and training pants.
I folded the clothes I'd been wearing and set them neatly beside my bag, then started changing. For some reason I felt eyes on the back of my head, so I whipped around.
"…?"
Huh. I thought I'd closed the door earlier… When did it open? Well, since it was only us girls anyway, it didn't really matter if someone happened to walk by and see.
I stopped worrying about the door, finished changing, and hurried out to the living room in case my friends were waiting. But contrary to my expectations, both Eun-jung's room and Han-na's room remained firmly shut.
…Had I changed too quickly? Or maybe real girls just took longer than I did. In that case, I might as well grab some snacks from my bag while I waited.
I returned to my room and scooped up an armful of the snacks I'd packed earlier.
"Hehe…."
It had been a while since I'd hung out with friends like this. It felt like a school trip, and my heart was pounding with excitement.
As I walked back to the living room hugging the snacks to my chest, Eun-jung and Han-na emerged from their rooms having finished changing. Eun-jung wore a simple white dress, while Han-na had on a black strap tank top and dolphin shorts.
…As expected, even a plain dress made Eun-jung look pure and elegant. Han-na's outfit was the standard comfortable style most girls wore, yet somehow her figure and face elevated it. Girls who knew they were beautiful really were on another level.
My own outfit, on the other hand—aside from how obviously large my chest made the front look—gave off the impression that I'd just stepped out to buy cigarettes at the corner store.
It seemed I wasn't the only one who thought so. Eun-jung stared at me with a dumbfounded expression.
"Seon-ah, what on earth are you wearing?"
"W-what's wrong with it…? I just wanted to be comfortable…."
"Do you even realize you're a girl?"
Eun-jung's question struck right at the heart of things. For me, it was an impossible question to either affirm or deny.
"No matter how close we are as friends… Actually, because we're friends, you should want to look pretty for us. Girls put so much effort into these things. Right, Han-na? You agree, don't you?"
"Of course."
It was that obvious? More importantly, the looks they were exchanging suggested that if I stayed quiet, I'd get dragged into something troublesome.
"Um, shouldn't we start studying…?"
"Be quiet. First, we're changing your clothes."
"Eek…!"
Before I could even set the snacks down, Han-na grabbed me and dragged me into the room where Eun-jung was already pulling out piles of clothes.
***
"Haa…."
After two exhausting hours of being dressed up like a doll, I dragged my tired body slowly back to the living room. I caught my reflection in the hallway mirror—wearing a slightly see-through white off-shoulder crop top and short blue shorts. It looked like Eun-jung had based the outfit on the clothes I usually wore when going out.
…But why did she even have clothes in my exact size at her officetel?
I stood there blankly trying to figure it out when I heard a door burst open behind me. I turned to see Eun-jung and Han-na emerging from the room, carrying the snacks and textbooks I'd brought earlier.
But….
"Why are you two wearing my clothes?"
Eun-jung, who had been wearing a proper dress just moments ago, now had my short-sleeve t-shirt on like a mini dress. Han-na had replaced her dolphin shorts with my training pants beneath her tank top.
"Well… your clothes were so big on me, Seon-ah, so I tried them on. They're surprisingly comfortable, so I decided to keep wearing them."
"…My legs felt a little cold from the air conditioner, so I borrowed these."
Hmm… I didn't really mind. After all, I was the one wearing Eun-jung's clothes. I nodded and finally headed to the living room to study.
The three of us sat around a table in the middle of the spacious living room. But it didn't take long before I was pressed right up against Eun-jung's side, asking about problems I didn't understand. Seeing this, Han-na frowned slightly, picked up her book, and scooted right up against my other side.
"This problem uses the same formula as number 27 from earlier, right? You just need to modify it slightly like this…."
"Y-yeah… So then… Hoo, um…."
"…?"
Maybe she was curious about what solution I was getting from Eun-jung. Han-na hugged my arm tightly, pressing it between her breasts, and rested her cheek on my shoulder so she could watch. Because of the position, my hand ended up wedged between her thighs, rubbing against her pussy. At the same time, her hot breath kept brushing my ear.
I was supposed to be studying…. But instead of Eun-jung's explanations, all I could focus on was the strangely vivid sensation of Han-na's pussy against my fingers and the way her warm breath tickled my ear. The back of my neck tingled, and my mind felt like it was melting into a warm haze.
"Seon-ah, are you feeling sick?"
"Hup…!"
Eun-jung must have grown worried seeing my bright red face and constant flinching. She leaned in close, her moist lips nearly touching my ear, and whispered softly. It was the kind of whisper that would normally seem ordinary, but to my heightened senses it felt unbearably erotic.
"Your ears are incredibly red…. Do you have a fever?"
"N-no, it's nothing…."
"It doesn't look like nothing. Let me check your forehead."
Eun-jung cupped my cheeks in her palms, then gently pressed her own forehead against mine.
"Hmm, you do feel a little warm…."
"…."
Our faces were so close that if I just leaned forward a little, our lips would meet. Up close like this, I noticed how incredibly long Eun-jung's eyelashes were… how cute and dainty her nose was, and how those moist, glistening red lips looked so…
I want to kiss her. A kiss that would feel soft when our lips touched, electric when they rubbed together, and hot enough to melt me if our tongues met.
But we'd come here to study. Han-na and Eun-jung were even giving me a break from their Test because of it….
I squeezed my eyes shut and desperately tried to shake off the dirty thoughts floating through my mind.
"I-I'm really fine! So let's just study, okay? And Han-na, could you let go of my arm…?"
"Mm… If you're really okay, then I guess we should. Let's keep studying."
"…Tsk."
Eun-jung stared at me with slightly widened eyes before smiling faintly and releasing my face. Han-na, still clinging to my other arm, clicked her tongue and returned her attention to her book.
Good job holding back, Lee Seon-ah.
I praised myself silently and pressed my palm firmly against my soaking wet pussy through my shorts.
***
After that, we studied as if nothing had happened. Eun-jung stayed beside me, patiently answering every question I had. Han-na, on the other hand….
"…."
She scribbled in her notebook for a bit, then promptly buried her face in her arms and went right back to sleep.
Well, there was always tomorrow.
…You will study tomorrow, right, Han-na?
I was gently brushing her bangs aside—her head turned toward me as she slept soundly—when Eun-jung's phone started buzzing.
"Huh? Hold on, I need to take this."
Eun-jung picked up her vibrating phone and disappeared into her room. When she returned to the living room a short while later, her expression looked slightly troubled.
"What should I do? It looks like I need to step out for a bit…."
She added that it wouldn't take long.
…Which meant Han-na and I would be left here alone?