That Time I Slept with Your Mom… It Was You, Wasn’t It, Seon-ah?
The faint sound of singing drifted through the dim karaoke room as I stared blankly at the twinkling lights overhead. Suddenly—
“Hngh…?”
A hand gently squeezed my breast. What the—? What is this? I flinched in surprise and looked down. In the soft glow of the lights, I saw a pale hand kneading my chest.
“…”
I glanced to my left, following the hand’s owner. There she was, casually chatting with our friends while one arm wrapped lightly around me, her fingers slyly groping my breast.
…Well, friends touching each other’s chests isn’t that weird. Hanna had even said mine felt amazingly soft and nice to squeeze. But doing it in a karaoke room made it feel like I was some kind of hostess.
Of course, if a pretty girl wanted to touch me, I wasn’t exactly going to complain. Still, I tried to ignore the sweet pleasure creeping up from my breasts and casually picked up the tambourine, giving it a gentle shake. This way, if I let out any strange sounds, I can cover them up… right?
But my friends’ mischievous teasing didn’t stop there.
“…Ngh, haaang♡”
Apparently having seen me getting my chest played with, the girl on my right reached over and began softly stroking the inside of my thigh. She slowly slid her hand upward, inching my skirt higher… lightly gripping my thigh, then tracing slow circles against my sensitive skin with her fingertips.
“Haa, ah… ahh♡”
The tambourine slipped from my fingers as I stopped shaking it. My body trembled at the secret pleasure radiating from my breasts and thighs. Even though I knew this was wrong, everywhere their hands touched grew hotter and hotter. My breaths came out laced with a sweet, heated moan.
“Seon-ah, are you hot? Why are you sweating so much?”
One of the girls must have noticed something off. The one fondling my breast leaned in close to my ear and whispered.
“N-no… it’s not that…”
“Really?”
The girl stroking my thigh heard my answer and brought her face to my other ear.
“Chu, chuu… heup, chuuup…”
They kissed both sides of my neck at the same time, their tongues teasingly tickling my ear canals. The wet, slurping sounds echoed through my head while their slick tongues swirled inside my ears. Every rotation sent bursts of white-hot sparks exploding behind my eyes.
“Ah, heh, aah…♡”
It felt like my brain was being violated through both ears at once. A languid pleasure poured through my entire body, draining my will to resist until I felt completely powerless.
Before I knew it, the buttons of my blouse had been undone, my bra unhooked, and my massive breasts spilled out, jiggling in the open air. The hands didn’t stop at my skirt either. The moment my hips twitched upward from the dual assault on my ears, someone yanked my skirt and panties down in one swift motion.
When I came back to my senses, the only thing left on my naked body was a single black thong pulled tight around my hips, the thin string digging deeply into my pussy mound.
“Not hot anymore, right?”
“Y-yeah…”
I looked at the two girls smiling brightly at me as if asking for praise, then quickly wrapped my arms over my chest and glanced toward the ceiling corners and the door. …Thankfully there didn’t seem to be any CCTV, and although the door had a glass panel, it was frosted so it should be fine. Still, there was no lock. What if someone suddenly burst in?
They’d see everything—me sitting there completely naked in public, wearing nothing but a cheap thong that barely covered my pussy. If someone saw me like that, what kind of look would they give me?
I imagined a stranger stopping dead in the doorway, staring in shock at the sight of my dimly lit, naked body sprawled on the sofa, flushed and breathing heavily. Then, after a moment, their expression would shift from surprise to raw, greedy lust as they drank in every inch of me. Just picturing that made my pussy burn so hot it felt like it was melting, my mind growing slick with filthy anticipation.
“Heu, hek, haaek, haaek…”
By now my defenses had completely crumbled. The girls’ hands began layering over my naked body one by one. Just as the lights illuminating the dark room were about to be blocked by the shadow of a girl climbing on top of me—
“Your drinks are here~!”
The door flew open with a bang, and the sound crashed over me like thunder. A woman stood silhouetted against the hallway light, holding a tray and staring blankly inside.
“—!!”
The realization that a complete stranger was seeing me like this sent icy shivers racing across my skin. My already overheated pussy clenched violently around nothing, squirting hot juices in messy spurts.
Trapped, unable to hide, forced to cum while completely exposed—this terrifying reality made my heart pound wildly in fear, yet an even stronger wave of arousal flooded my mind.
“Ah, ngh, haaah, haaaah…♡”
I didn’t know if the sound slipping from my lips was a despairing sob or a moan of pleasure. Tears welled up from the overwhelming ecstasy—
“Jeong Ye-ji, what are you doing with that?”
“…I figured something like this might happen, so I grabbed these on my way back from the bathroom, you idiots.”
That voice… Ye-ji?
Thankfully, the woman obscured by the backlight wasn’t a stranger at all. It was Jeong Ye-ji.
…No wonder she’d disappeared from the room. She’d gone to the bathroom.
“Hurry up and close the door. Seon-ah’s naked.”
“I was going to anyway, no need to rush me.”
The door slammed shut with a heavy thud, cutting off the bright hallway light and plunging the room back into darkness. Ye-ji set the drink tray on the table and casually slid her hips into the seat beside me.
“Ah, Jeong Ye-ji… what are you doing right now?”
“What does it look like? It’s my seat.”
“So annoying…”
“Then don’t drink the soda. I bought it with my money.”
“Ah…! Young Lady Ye-ji, please sit over here right away.”
The girl who had been stroking my thigh scooted aside, and Ye-ji plopped down in her place.
Haa… Maybe I’ll get touched a little less now.
Even if it was just skinship between close girlfriends, from my perspective—someone who couldn’t see these girls as just friends anymore—it felt far too lewd. It wasn’t even Pussy Management, yet the strange feelings kept rising and it was incredibly embarrassing…
With Ye-ji’s arrival, the atmosphere shifted. The girls who had crowded around me returned to their original seats, and the room naturally went back to looking normal.
…Except for me, sitting there completely naked except for the black thong, my nipples stiff and erect. The girl on my left still had her arm around me, casually kneading my breast, while Ye-ji gently stroked my waist with her palm. Those were the only differences.
Maybe because she’d washed her hands with cold water, her cool touch kept gliding along my waistline. The shivers running up and down my spine felt exactly like the moment I tipped over into orgasm. On top of that, even though it had been a misunderstanding, after thinking a stranger had seen me naked and making my pussy squirt like that, my body was insanely aroused…
“Haa, ah♡ Mmm…, huuung…♡”
No one was even properly touching my pussy, yet the combination of my friend playfully squeezing my breast while chatting and Ye-ji’s fingers lazily tracing my waist kept sending me into tiny, repeated orgasms. Feeling the sparks of pleasure popping softly inside my head, I clutched the poor tambourine tightly in my hands. My head lolled weakly to the side, a thin string of bubbly drool slipping from my lips as I let out lewd moans I absolutely shouldn’t let my friends hear.
This is wrong…
If they saw me getting off on my own like this when it wasn’t even Pussy Management, what would they think of me? Someday Eun-jung would clear up the misunderstanding that “Lee Seon-ah is an exhibitionist pervert who lost to her lust and shows her pussy to anyone.” To help with that, I needed to show them that I could strictly control my sexual desires when I wasn’t being managed.
So I shouldn’t touch my pussy. Even if it twitched and begged for fingers… absolutely not…
But the room is so dark… maybe if I secretly touched it, no one would notice? Just one finger, where no one can see…
“Seon-ah.”
“Haa… haa…”
“Let’s go get some fresh air for a bit.”
“What? Jeong Ye-ji… if you’re going, take someone else, not Seon-ah.”
“I’ll buy snacks on the way back.”
“I want corn-flavored ones!”
After some mysterious negotiation with me stuck between them, my sweat-soaked body was hastily dressed in my blouse and skirt again. Once I was clothed, Ye-ji dragged my still pleasure-drunk, hazy self out of the room. She stopped in a secluded corner of the hallway, half-embracing me while gently patting my back.
“Haa, ha, huuu…”
“…Feeling a little better now?”
“……Yeah.”
The thought that I had shown her something a friend absolutely shouldn’t see made my face burn bright red. I shyly covered my chest with my arms. …I wasn’t even wearing a bra, so my hard nipples must be completely visible through the fabric. I sneaked a glance at Ye-ji to see if she’d noticed, but she didn’t seem bothered at all.
Even so, just standing here quietly together felt strangely uncomfortable. Ye-ji’s mood seemed a little off too…
“Um, we should probably head back in…”
“Seon-ah.”
“Y-yeah? …Ah!”
The moment I tried to turn around and walk back, Ye-ji pushed me against the wall. She slammed one hand against the wall beside my head with a loud thud and spoke in a low voice.
“…Huh?”