What's the Big Deal About a Kiss
"Wrap your palm around the sole and push up toward the heel with some force. That's it. Good."
Under Suhyun's meticulous coaching, Choi Bogyeong massaged Park Yerin's body. His instructions were simple and easy to follow, and he told her exactly what to do the instant before her hands needed to move. Just by listening to him, Choi Bogyeong could work her hands like a professional masseuse.
"Grab her heel with your thumb and index finger. You can squeeze a little harder. That's it. Now push and pull up and down like you're giving it a light pinch."
"Auuugh."
"Yerin. How does Mom's touch feel?"
"Aaaah♡ Not quite like Teacher Suhyun's, but Mom's hands feel good too♡ Aaaah♡ Cool and warm at the same time♡"
"Hahh..."
Choi Bogyeong let out a sigh of relief at her daughter's praise. She'd been tense, worried that inserting herself into Suhyun's massage might do more harm than good. But seeing Park Yerin enjoying herself put a little more confidence in her hands, and energy flowed into her touch.
"Good. You're doing well. Sweep up her thigh like you're wrapping your entire palm around it. Then use your thumb to feel the grain of the muscle."
Suhyun coached Choi Bogyeong without pause while he worked on Park Yerin's lower back. The massage that had started at her toes had climbed, before they knew it, all the way to the top of her thighs.
This was the critical moment.
"Haaaaaah♥♥♥♥"
Park Yerin let out a voice thick with pleasure. He hadn't been circulating Bicheon-gong properly since the massage began, saving it for this instant — which was why she'd only been letting out the occasional languid moan, nothing like the pleasure-soaked cries from before. Naturally, she hadn't been leaking any love juices either.
But the moment Bicheon-gong seeped into her body, the twenty-year-old virgin became a slave to pleasure, filling the room with her cries.
"Hwaaaah♥ Aang♥ Aaaaah♥ I-it suddenly feels so goooood♥ Aaaah♥"
"...!"
And of course, her love juices flowed in abundance. Following Suhyun's instructions, Choi Bogyeong had been spreading Yerin's thighs left and right — and now she found herself staring straight at her daughter's crotch. As the thighs parted, her ass naturally spread with them, and from the pussy nestled between, love juices came surging out in pulses.
As a parent, she had no idea how to process the scene in front of her. As a woman, it was a different story entirely. Choi Bogyeong, like Park Yerin, had been falling under Suhyun's Bicheon-gong day after day. Shock and bewilderment hit her — and underneath them, envy. If it had been her lying on that bed right now, she would have been pouring out love juices while drowning in that fatally addictive pleasure.
"Bogyeong! What are you doing? Your hands stopped."
"Ah! I'm sorry."
"Push her thighs up. Now use your thumbs to scoop up where the thigh meets the ass."
"Yes!"
"That's it. Good. Going deeper with your thumbs is even better."
"Yes!"
"Hwaaaah♥♥ Ah♥ M-Mom!?"
"Aah?!"
And finally, following Suhyun's coaching, Choi Bogyeong's fingers made contact with Park Yerin's pussy. The one whose pussy had been touched and the one who had touched it both froze. They were thoroughly flustered. They'd shown each other plenty of shameless behavior while receiving massages — but they had never directly touched each other's pussies.
"Don't stop your hands!"
Before either of them could recover, Suhyun barked the order. Startled, Choi Bogyeong moved her hands mechanically.
"I don't know what you're thinking, but focus on the massage. This is the most important part of treating her back. And the more aroused Yerin feels, the better. That means less pain, which means I can work her back harder. You understand what I'm saying?"
"Ah...! I'm sorry! I'll work harder!"
Suhyun was spouting whatever came into his head. But Choi Bogyeong, already consumed by Bicheon-gong, accepted his words as if they were gospel. Medical narcotics, used strongly enough, could induce pleasure too — maybe it was something like that. Thinking this, she grew a little bolder in touching her daughter's pussy.
"Hwaaah!? M-Moooom♥ Aaaaaaah♥ W-where are you touching right nooow♥ Hwaaah♥ Aang♥ Aaaaaaah♥♥♥♥"
"Hold on! No — don't hold back! You heard Teacher too. Mom's going to touch you, so feel it as much as you can."
"Aaaaah♥ Haaang♥ Aah♥"
They say a woman knows a woman's body best. Choi Bogyeong's touch was clearly inferior to Suhyun's, but it was more than enough to set Park Yerin's body on fire — a body that shared similar erogenous zones with her own. Already at the peak of pleasure with her back in Suhyun's hands, Park Yerin moaned endlessly as love juices spilled from her. Choi Bogyeong ignored the juices soaking her hands and diligently caressed her daughter's pussy.
"Hwaaaaah♥ Aaaaah♥"
"Khahah. Now that's a sight."
"Pardon?"
"Nothing. Never mind."
A daughter spreading her legs for her mother. A mother caressing her daughter's pussy. For a lust demon of Bicheon, was there a more beautiful sight than this? Suhyun laughed freely and continued the massage.
And at last, Park Yerin's arousal reached the very top of her head.
"Aaaaah♥ T-Teacher♥ It's coming again! That feeling is coming agaaain♥"
"Don't worry — just feel it! That's how we treat you!"
Park Yerin was about to climax. Suhyun timed himself to it, preparing to reconnect the severed meridians in her back. When a woman's yin energy exploded — that was when Bicheon-gong's internal energy was absorbed most readily.
"Aaaah♥ Yeeees♥ Yaaaaaaaaah♥♥♥♥"
And finally, Park Yerin orgasmed. In that same instant, the internal energy Suhyun had packed into her surged through every meridian in her body. Her mind went blank as a pleasure more enormous than anything she'd ever felt swallowed her whole. At the same time, all the strength drained from her, and she lost control of her lower half. The muscles clamping her bladder went slack, and a fountain sprayed forth.
"...!"
Choi Bogyeong, who had been diligently rubbing her daughter's pussy and clitoris, got drenched in Park Yerin's fountain. Clear water splashed across her startled face, and depending on the pressure, it soaked her neck, her chest, even her abdomen. Good thing she'd already taken her clothes off.
"Hah...♥ Hah...♥ T-Teacher. My body's still so hot♥ Why, why am I like this? After I came once, my body used to calm down...♥ Aung♥"
"Just wait a little. It couldn't be helped — it's for treating your back."
Park Yerin lifted her head after orgasming and looked at Suhyun. Receiving his massage always felt good, and every time, she climaxed. But her body staying hot even after the climax was a first. It was because Bicheon-gong's internal energy was still circulating inside her.
Connecting the meridians in her back wasn't something that happened in an instant. Suhyun kept Park Yerin in a state of arousal as he poured his full concentration into reconnecting the severed meridians. Park Yerin, still orgasming, and Choi Bogyeong, who'd been blasted by that fountain, both held their breath and watched his grave, focused expression.
And at last, Suhyun perfectly restored the nerves and meridians in her back that had been severed by surgery.
"Aah♥ Hwaaaaaaah♥♥♥"
The moment the meridians connected, Bicheon-gong's internal energy — which had been raging against the blocked path — surged through the channels of her back. Park Yerin let out another moan soaked in pleasure and convulsed. She was experiencing a multiple orgasm.
"Good. Now try standing on the floor."
With the back massage finished, Suhyun absorbed the internal energy and yin energy from Park Yerin's body. The trembling, pleasure-writhing Park Yerin quickly stabilized. She climbed down from the bed as he'd instructed.
I can't feel it. There's no pain at all.
Park Yerin's back had been improving rapidly under Suhyun's massages, but a little pain had always remained. Now even that little bit of pain was gone. It felt as if she'd gone back to before the car accident.
"I-it doesn't hurt.... Teacher. Am I... better...?"
"Mostly. Daily life shouldn't be a problem now. But your back still isn't quite at a normal person's level, so you'll need more massages."
"Of course! Thank you! Teacher!"
Park Yerin bowed at a full ninety degrees. Watching the scene, Choi Bogyeong's eyes welled with tears.
"Ah, thank you so much, Teacher.... Honestly, our Yerin.... I really wondered if her back could ever be fixed.... Meeting you.... Meeting you...."
"If you're grateful, you should repay me."
"Yes! Of course! Whatever it is.... Hmph! Mmmph, mmph...."
Suhyun grabbed Choi Bogyeong by the waist. Even after just a few massages, her waistline was already returning to how it had been in her younger days. He yanked her in close and planted a fierce kiss on her lips, slipping his tongue between them and ravaging the inside of her mouth.
"Kyaaah!? Mom! Teacher!?"
Park Yerin, watching the sudden kiss, clapped both hands over her mouth and screamed. A kiss scene between her mom and her teacher. This was not something she wanted to see.
"Hmph! Mmh.... Hah...."
Fortunately, the kiss was short. When Suhyun's lips pulled away, Choi Bogyeong stared at him with a dazed expression.
"I told you I'd give you a reward if you did the massage well. Figured I'd collect a thank-you and give you a prize at the same time with one kiss. Did you hate it?"
"Pardon? No. I didn't hate it, but...."
Choi Bogyeong glanced at her daughter. Lately, Park Yerin had been talking about Suhyun every chance she got, all day long. As a mother who spent every day with her, it would have been strange not to notice her daughter's feelings. So why did she feel so good? Watching her daughter look so upset, something of the woman in her seemed to be waking up.
"Yerin, what's with that face?"
"It's just.... Teacher. How could you, with my mom...."
"What's the big deal about a kiss? You kissed me last time too, Yerin."
"What!? Teacher! You kissed Yerin on the mouth?!"
This time it was Choi Bogyeong who shouted at Suhyun's words. That was far enough for stoking jealousy. Suhyun stretched out both hands and grabbed Choi Bogyeong and Park Yerin by the waist at the same time. With a woman on each side, he opened his mouth — and drew up Bicheon-gong.
"Uugh...."
"...."
When they were exposed to Bicheon-gong, they wanted to listen to Suhyun. Park Yerin and Choi Bogyeong had to fight fiercely between the complaints trying to burst out and the desire to obey his words.
Then Suhyun turned to Park Yerin.
"Yerin, can you promise me? No jealousy. Otherwise I won't see you anymore."
"I-I understand! So please stop threatening not to see me!"
"Good girl. This is your reward."
Peck.
Suhyun gave Yerin a light kiss on the lips. The deeply furrowed Yerin broke into a silly, beaming smile. Then he looked at Choi Bogyeong, nestled against his other side.
"You too, Bogyeong. Promise me. No jealousy. No fighting over me. You'll do that, right?"
"Yes. I will."
"Good."
Peck.
Suhyun gave Bogyeong a kiss as well.
And with that, the groundwork for a mother-daughter sandwich was laid.