Penis Toothbrush (6)
At first, my mind went completely blank from the shock. I honestly couldn't believe that a girl like Haemin had never even kissed anyone before. With her looks and that delinquent vibe, I had been certain she'd already gotten her first kiss—and even her first time—out of the way long ago. But judging from Haemin's reaction, she wasn't lying. Besides, there was no reason for her to lie to me in the first place.
Haemin's face flushed with embarrassment. She frowned slightly and avoided my eyes. As I stood there flustered and silent, she suddenly grabbed my balls in a vise grip and shouted.
"...Are you going to do it or not? If you tell anyone, I'll really kill you."
"Argh...! O-okay... I'll do it, I'll do it..."
I answered through gritted teeth, eyes squeezed shut in pain as I panted. Haemin narrowed her eyes at me, then slowly released my balls. She turned her head away with a huff and began fixing her hair while looking in the mirror on the vanity beside the bed. After a moment she leaned in close, checking first one eye and then the other, before whipping back around to face me.
"...Wait here. I need to fix my makeup."
"Uh, um... sure..."
The thought that her boyfriend could burst through the door any second had me on absolute pins and needles. Yet Haemin calmly touched up her eye makeup in the mirror before finally turning back to me. Looking slightly shy, she avoided my gaze and asked.
"...H-how do I look? Prettier than before?"
"Uh... yeah... I think so..."
Honestly, aside from her eyes looking a little darker, I couldn't see much difference, but I played along anyway. When my reaction wasn't enthusiastic enough, Haemin pouted, sulked for a second, then turned her head away sharply.
"...Wait. I'll fix it more."
"Ah, no, but...! Hic..."
Even as I waved my hands frantically behind her in protest, Haemin ignored me completely and applied even heavier makeup while staring into the mirror. Only after a long while did she turn back to me again, asking shyly.
"...How about now?"
"You're pretty! Super pretty! I mean it—you look like an idol!"
"R-really?"
Haemin seemed to take my over-the-top praise at face value; her expression brightened a little. Eventually she gave a faint smile, inspected herself in the mirror one last time, then turned back to me and suddenly pushed her face right up close.
The strong, feminine scent wafting from her made my cock twitch. When I instinctively tried to lean back because she was too close, Haemin frowned.
"Where are you going? We have to practice kissing. Get closer."
"Ah... no, but... if your boyfriend shows up while we're doing that..."
My face burned red as I mumbled excuses and hung my head. Suddenly a dark shadow fell over Haemin's face and her voice turned menacing.
"If you don't kiss me by the count of three, I'll rip your piss hole open with my nails. One. Two."
She pressed a sharp fingernail against my glans and wiggled it threateningly. I scrambled forward in a panic and planted my lips on hers.
"Mmph...!! Hup... Mmm... Slurp..."
At first Haemin's eyes widened in surprise, but she soon got used to it and slowly began tangling her tongue with mine. Her mouth carried the fishy taste of the semen I'd shot into it earlier, mixed with the scent of female saliva. On top of that, her warm breath flowed into me, teasing and tickling the roof of my mouth.
"Hup... Haa... Hah... Hng... Chu... Mwah..."
Just as she'd claimed, it really was her first kiss—her technique was incredibly clumsy. Our front teeth kept clacking together, our noses bumped when she tried to tilt her head, and saliva kept dribbling from the corners of our mouths. Still, with our eyes gently closed, we made vulgar slurping noises and kept mixing our tongues for a long time.
Then her boyfriend called again. Haemin was so focused on kissing me that she didn't pick up. I, on the other hand, was so anxious I didn't know what to do.
"Mmph...! Mmm...! Hng...!"
When I squirmed and pointed desperately at the phone, Haemin finally cracked her eyes open and glanced at her vibrating cell. Then, as if it were nothing more than an annoyance, she turned it off completely—and climbed straight on top of me, pinning me down with her body.
"Mmph...! Mmm, mmph!! Mmmph!"
I thrashed around pitifully, convinced her boyfriend would burst in any second, but Haemin's switch had been completely flipped. Eyes closed, she kept forcing the kiss while one hand slid down and began roughly stroking my sticky, drenched glans.
"Ugh... Mmph... Glup... Slurp..."
So much of Haemin's saliva had already slid down my throat that I couldn't tell whose was whose anymore. All I registered was a sweet, lewd flavor swirling through my mouth until my head grew hazy.
She said it was practice... Practice! How the hell is this practice?! Anyone would think we're about to go all the way!
Haemin's long straight hair completely covered my face; I couldn't even open my eyes properly. Every breath brought the thick scent of her sloppy saliva and sweat flooding into my nose until my brain felt numb. My chest tingled from being crushed mercilessly against her G-cup bra.
"Mmmph... M-mmph... Hup..."
Then something strange happened. At some point, as if hypnotized, I unconsciously started groping and fondling Haemin's ass. A woman's ass flesh was unbelievably soft and tender; just touching it filled me with pure bliss.
"...Mmm... Mmm... Ngh..."
As my hand drifted from the curve of her ass toward the center, Haemin let out a low moan into the kiss. The urine-stained crotch of her sports panties was already soaked like a drenched rag. I began stroking her pussy lips over the wet fabric with wet, squelching sounds.
"Ngh... Ngh... Ahn... Ngh...♡"
Haemin's moans grew steadily lewder as she kept pouring her saliva into my mouth without pause. Following pure female instinct, she lifted her ass high and began rocking her hips back and forth slowly, as if an invisible man were fucking her from behind. By then I'd stopped caring about her boyfriend or anything else; I started massaging her pussy more aggressively.
...A woman's pussy lips are so soft and slippery... It feels like touching the underside of my tongue... Ah, my fingers are moving on their own toward her hole... going in...
When I came back to my senses, I had already pushed her panties aside and was caressing the area around her entrance. The flesh surrounding the hole—where thick, cloudy white love juice oozed out—was especially soft, squishy, and warm. Without anyone telling me, I instinctively understood this was the most precious part of a woman's body.
A place that should never be touched by anyone but her boyfriend, and yet here I was freely stirring it with my fingers. I traced slow circles with my index and middle fingers, caressing every inch of her labia. Each time my fingertip brushed her protruding clit, I felt her flinch and her lower belly twitch, which turned me on like crazy.
And finally, when my middle finger slid smoothly inside her, Haemin's whole body shuddered hard.
"Ngh...! Ngh... Haa... Mmm... Chu chu."
The way her vaginal walls trembled and squeezed my finger felt incredible. I was a little worried she might get angry, but instead Haemin looked at me with an even more fiery expression. Seeing that, I couldn't hold back; I slowly pushed my middle finger deeper into her.
...The entrance is soft, but deeper inside there are surprisingly firm spots... And the grip is insane—her pussy muscles are squeezing so hard I can barely feel blood in my finger... ...Wait, does she like it when I touch here? Could this be the rumored G-spot...? I should rub it and see...
When I persistently rubbed the small, bump-like area I guessed was her G-spot, Haemin threw her head back, eyes rolling toward the ceiling, and shivered violently.
"Ohhgooot... Oghut... Ha, haa... Haa... Wait, not there... Not there...!! Nghuuut...!!♡"
Amazingly, less than thirty seconds after I started rubbing her G-spot, Haemin reached climax. Her whole body convulsed and trembled. Her pussy squeezed so tightly I thought my finger would get ripped off. So much cloudy, acidic love juice poured out that my hand started to sting.
I kept stimulating her G-spot through her orgasm. When the tremors finally began to subside, I simply left my finger buried inside her.
"Huu, huu, huuu... Ha..."
Haemin opened her eyes at last and stared straight at me. Her heart was still pounding so hard I could feel the violent thumping against my own chest. She slowly lowered her head to my ear and whispered softly.
"...That was my first time feeling that."
I swallowed hard and looked at her in silence. Haemin narrowed her eyes in that haughty way of hers and whispered again.
"...If you tell anyone, you're dead."
When I nodded vigorously, she finally slid off me. Right then her phone rang again. This time she answered immediately.
"...Yeah. Yeah. You're in front of the house? Okay, oppa. No, it's fine, yeah yeah."
After hanging up, Haemin headed for the veranda, then looked back at me—still frozen in terror—and said.
"...It's only the second floor. You can just jump down."
"R-right."
A chaotic mix of relief at still being alive and utter confusion swirled inside me as I leapt over the veranda railing.
"Ow, ow, ow..."
I'd just landed and was clutching my numb feet, groaning, when Haemin's voice suddenly drifted down from above.
"...Hey."
When I cautiously looked up at the window, Haemin was leaning over the sill, bending down as she spoke softly.
"Let's continue the practice next time."