Jieun Noona's Drunken Self-Indulgence
At the absurd question from the noona two doors down, Lee Jieun, Taeyang just let out a soft chuckle and stepped toward her sprawled on the sofa. "Pregnancy might be kinda tough."
It's not like a kid knocking up another kid, after all. Of course, he kept that part to himself. He knew damn well it was her complex, and he wasn't cruel enough to poke at it.
The alcohol had worn off a bit more than before. The buzz was fading, but her body was even hotter from the masturbation, and she giggled wildly as she kept going. Squelch, squish— Jieun's pale, slender fingers effortlessly found the sensitive spot hidden in her pussy mound and teased it.
Every step Taeyang took closer made her masturbation more intense. Electric jolts of pleasure raced up her spine, setting her body ablaze over and over. "Hngheeeeng...♥"
The ecstasy, twice as intense as usual, drew sweet moans from her lips unbidden. Sure, alcohol dulled the senses, but it meant nothing in front of Taeyang. Her back arched like a bow from the mental fulfillment surging through her more than the physical. "Ahng, haeung. Haaaang!"
Taeyang, drawing ever closer, finally stopped a few steps away, arms crossed, just standing there watching. Like he was spectating her masturbation show.
She could've been embarrassed by the sudden performance, but Jieun didn't care and kept at it. "Haht, Taeyang, Taeyang, Taeyaaaang...♥" She whispered his name amid faint moans.
When she masturbated in her room, she always stifled herself for fear of her mom's ears, focusing solely on the act. But tonight, drunk, even that judgment was hazy. In her half-closed eyes and darkened vision, only Taeyang appeared.
She wanted him, fantasized about him. And when she opened her eyes again, there he was— that alone made her happy. She couldn't even imagine another guy, didn't want to.
Every time her fingerprint ridges scraped rrrrrk— over the sensitive spots inside her pussy, a shallow climax made her hips twitch. Her modest chest, unchanged since early elementary school, heaved up and down, the pink nipples at its center hardening stiffly.
Compared to others, her ridiculously small tits were a joke, but her nipples were several times more sensitive. She pinched the tips hidden under her clothes between thumb and forefinger, twisting gently. "Hnght, haaaht... Hiiing... "
Even after the faint climax, Jieun kept going. No— her hands sped up, both now fully devoted to her pussy. One twisted her barely visible clit every which way, the other poked at her inner walls with just the first knuckle of her index finger.
By then, Taeyang was right up close and asked, "Noona. Feels good?"
"Gooood... "
No matter how lost in masturbation, she always answered Taeyang's questions. Prioritizing his words, his requests— it was habit, instinct, etched deep into her core.
"What's so good about it?"
"Masturbating in front of Taeyang feels amaaazing... Hiiing!"
At that moment, a dizzying wave of pleasure pierced her whole body. Jieun shuddered violently from the intense climax, leaning her nape against the sofa back. "Heuheung... "
As Jieun went limp from the orgasm, Taeyang's hand— now right above her head— reached down. It was like petting a pet rather than a person, but she closed her eyes and savored the touch. For Jieun, who had once shown extreme dependency on him, nothing felt better than his hand.
Taeyang pulled his hand away and said curtly, "Noona."
"Yeah?"
"Spread your legs more."
Following his command, Jieun widened her shoulder-width spread even further. Lying on the sofa, with her legs splayed wide, Taeyang knelt between them. He grabbed both her ankles and slung them over his shoulders, then straightened his knees slightly to lift her hips.
The lewd, womanly scent unique to adult females— mixed with melon drips everywhere— contrasted her petite frame and teased his nose. Even from afar while watching, he'd caught whiffs, but up close, it was overwhelming.
A white cotton panty dangled from Jieun's ankle. He yanked it off properly, stuffed it haphazardly in his pocket, then turned his gaze back to her pussy.
Taeyang just stared, but feeling his gaze and breath, Jieun got even more aroused. As if hypnotized, he blankly admired her pussy. He'd seen it hundreds, thousands of times, but it never failed to amaze him.
The Y-zone flowing from her thighs to her pussy— among countless women, none had a Y as crisp as Jieun's. So defined yet clean, with plump white labia that made him itch to squeeze her into tight leggings. Sensing his heated stare, she bucked her hips. "Hng, hng... Your breath... it's touching...♥"
"Noona."
"Talking makes it... feel even more... Haaahaaang...♥"
"How should I do it?"
"Touch me quiiiick...♥"
At her desperate plea, Taeyang spread both hands wide and squish— gripped her ass hard. From index to pinky buried in her springy cheeks, only his thumbs gently rubbed her pussy mound. "Hiiihng...♥ Hyaaaaang...♥"
Blindfolded, it felt like kneading marshmallows— so soft and squishy. Love juices overflowing from between spilled stickily like glue. He pressed his thumb lightly, parting the mound left and right— shlurp— with a lewd sound, they separated. Dozens of thin, spiderweb-like strands stretched out.
Flawless white skin parted to reveal pink inner flesh. The thick nectar built up from masturbation reverse-flowed from her hole, drip drip— falling. At this viscosity, it was more like corn syrup than glue.
He brought his nose to the little hole still oozing honey. Every time it winked, hot, humid air from deep inside filled his nostrils thickly. "Snuuuurp... Fwaah... "
"Hng. Aahng... "
"So, Noona." Taeyang asked what had been bugging him. "What made you drink today?"
"End-of-semester party... Prof even came, couldn't skip... Hiht, haaang!"
Every time his nose brushed her pussy, she bucked before finishing. "So no asshole hit on you while drinking?"
It snapped her buzz right out. Eyes wide, Jieun soon flashed a sultry smile. She tensed her abs, lifting her body a bit more. "Eheheh, what? That's what you're worried about?"
"Obviously. You're mine, Noona."
Taeyang answered flatly, seriously. Now she felt embarrassed for asking. Face burning, she fanned herself. "Heh, silly puppy~ Who'd be interested in me anyway? Not as a friend, as a woman."
No matter how pretty her face, this body couldn't be popular. But Taeyang just snorted, locking eyes. "The other guys are all blind. Face like this."
He rubbed her hole lightly with his nose tip like a bell. "Hnghiiiit!"
"And this pussy's cute too. Ah, well, can't tell till it's stripped." Taeyang nodded curtly, then buried his face in her pussy and sucked fiercely. Slurrrp— schlop— sluuuurp—
"Hiiihyaaaaang!"
Nothing like her own masturbation— pleasure beyond compare made her shudder into full spasms. Her tiny hands flew to his head. At first pushing in shock, but soon pulling him deeper into her pussy. "Haht, gooood! Taeyang! Haaaang! My pussy! Kiihng!"
Even as he savored her pussy and hole, Taeyang could tell her climaxes effortlessly. Her gripped ass clenched hard, and nectar splashed his cheeks— that was it. "Ohhoooo!"
Sticky juices filled his mouth. Including the last one, exactly nine orgasms. Nearly one every 30 seconds. When her reactions weakened, a tongue-tip poke into the hole had her bucking like never before. Sluuuurp— shluuuuuurp—
"Pfhaat!"
Breathless, he couldn't suck more. Pulling away, Taeyang wiped his mouth with his hand. A long, glistening strand of nectar stretched from his nose tip to her pussy. He wiped it off and said firmly, "Good thing only idiots around you, Noona. Don't even talk friendly with other guys from now on."
At her cute dongsaeng's possessiveness, Jieun panted her reply. "Yeah. I'm yours forever. So don't throw me awayyy...♥"
"Your clothes are filthy, though." Taeyang's eyes went to her upper body, especially the melon-stained top. "More importantlyyy... "
"Hm?"
Then Jieun spread her arms wide like begging for a hug. "Let's do moooore quick...♥"
"You'll regret it tomorrow when sober, Noona." Chuckling, Taeyang still overlapped her as she wanted. The night was still young.