The Lily's Round Dance (2)
I slid the hands that had been resting behind her back forward, gently cupping her firm, budding breasts.
The moment my palms pressed against her soft flesh, a warm current of inner energy began to flow between us.
“S-Sister?! There?!”
“Now, now. Jin-ah, you need to relax.”
Yeon-jin flinched and tried to grab my wrist, but her grip had no strength. Her fingers simply went limp.
“Your Immaek is completely blocked, so your energy can’t flow downward. If we don’t open it, something terrible will happen.”
“…Huuu…! B-But…”
I continued spouting utter nonsense with a perfectly straight face and gently pressed an acupoint just below her breasts, at the base of her sternum.
Then, slowly and secretly, I widened the range of my exploring touch.
Rustle. Slide. Slide.
The soft, elastic sensation transmitted through my hands. Her racing heartbeat traveled straight into my palms.
“Hngh, haaang…! Ahh, aahh!”
Yeon-jin melted in my arms, panting with breaths that seemed ready to snap.
She must have bitten her lip hard to hold back the cries escaping her—her lips were swollen and red like crushed flower petals.
Yet the transparent saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth and her completely glazed eyes clearly showed that her desperate endurance had finally surrendered to raw instinct.
Like a flower bud just beginning to bloom, she looked both dangerously fragile and breathtakingly beautiful.
I pulled her close from behind. My own full, swollen breasts pressed firmly against her back, the soft curves of two beauties interlocking without a single gap.
“Haaum.”
“Kyaaht…!?”
When I gently bit her peach-colored earlobe, Yeon-jin’s whole body jerked violently.
“Jin-ah, my lovely Jin-ah. Answer me honestly. Does it feel good?”
“Mmph, y-yes, yes, Sister… it feels strange… hngh, too strange… but it feels good… we shouldn’t… we can’t do this…!”
The moment I heard that answer, the last lock inside me broke open.
I turned the gasping girl around to face me, meeting her flushed crimson face.
“I feel the same. Seeing you enjoy it so much makes me happier than words can say.”
Though my tone was gentle, the words dripped with the boiling desire rising from within.
Slide.
As if possessed, I reached out and slowly lifted her chin with my fingers.
“Haaht, haaang…!”
“Huu… ha…”
Our hot breaths mingled in the air. The faint scent of white sandalwood, the smell of sweat-slicked skin, and the sharp aroma of raw lust blended together, creating a dizzying vertigo.
“S-Sister, no… we have to stop now…!”
She must have instinctively sensed what was about to happen. Even while drowning in her first taste of pleasure, a final fragment of reason still sparkled precariously deep in Yeon-jin’s eyes.
“We have to stop… mmmph?!”
Chuuup.
Ignoring her pitiful plea, I lowered my head and devoured her trembling red lips.
“…!!!”
Her eyes flew wide in shock as she sucked in a breath, but I seized the opening and pushed my tongue inside.
Slurp, chuuup, tssuuut…!
Skilled. Persistent. Thick and heavy.
With tongue techniques I had honed over a lifetime, I thoroughly violated the mouth of this young lady who knew nothing of a woman’s pleasure.
Chuururut, chuuup.
Her small tongue tried to push the intruder out, but I coiled around it stickily instead. My lewd tongue swept across her palate, mixing our saliva. The obscene sounds filled the entire room.
I savored even her tiny acts of resistance, persistently tangling our tongues. I gently scraped across her neat teeth and the soft roof of her mouth.
“Mmph, uup, haaah…!!!”
While I ravaged the inside of her tiny mouth, Yeon-jin trembled all over as if having a seizure. Without realizing it, she wrapped both arms around my neck.
Cling.
That pitiful yet adorable gesture of clinging to me for support amid unknown pleasure. Even though I knew it wasn’t her will but pure instinct, the overwhelming sense of conquest and satisfaction made me hold her waist tighter and plunder her lips even more greedily.
Chuuut, chuu…!
With rough breaths, our saliva mixed messily. Her tightly sealed lips gradually parted. The tongue that had resisted now began to clumsily respond in sync with my movements.
Was it because her strength to fight had run out? Or had the seed of ecstasy I planted finally bloomed?
I couldn’t tell. But as she panted between our deep kisses, she radiated a fragile beauty that looked as if she might shatter at any moment.
Slide.
I carefully but inescapably pinned her pale, slender wrists.
While our lips remained locked, I pushed her down with slow, irresistible force. Her back drew a soft arc as she sank silently onto the bed.
As the burning sunset settled outside the window, the room filled with an unreal crimson hue.
Beneath that red curtain, our overlapping shadows melted so completely into each other that their boundaries vanished, painting the floor as if we had become one.
Thump.
I laid Yeon-jin down on the bedding in a covering position, then slowly withdrew from the long kiss that still dripped with lingering regret.
Chuuuup.
A thick strand of silvery saliva stretched precariously between our flushed lips before snapping and scattering into the air.
“Haaht, haa… huua…?”
Panting softly, Yeon-jin’s expression was a tangled mess of lingering pleasure and utter bewilderment, as if her mind had been painted pure white.
She had spent her entire life trapped within the strict, pure precepts of Namhae Bota-am. She knew nothing of a man’s body, nor even the spring feelings of a woman. This sudden, bizarre ecstasy seemed to have far exceeded anything her reason could comprehend.
“S-Sister…?”
“Jin-ah…”
Looking up at me through disheveled hair with wet eyes, her face was as innocent and pitiful as a lost child.
“Jin-ah…”
I called her name again in a husky voice and lowered my gaze. A single transparent bead of sweat trembled on her cheek, flushed hot from arousal.
Like handling fragile jade, I gently stroked that burning cheek, savoring the body heat that clung to my fingertips.
I had once prided myself on living the life of a flower-probing bee and butterfly. Yet even when embracing the greatest beauties of the world, I had never felt a thrill like this.
I swore it—there had never been a sight that made my heart pound this violently. Not until now, with Yeon-jin trembling and flushed crimson beneath me.
Slide.
I let my palm glide like a fish across her sweat-slicked, naked body.
Every time my fingertips brushed her sensitive skin, Yeon-jin’s body quivered like a taut bowstring.
Squelch.
Finally, my hand reached between her legs.
Her abundant love juices coated my fingers in sticky warmth.
“Hngh…!!!”
The instant my fingertips touched her secret slit, Yeon-jin let out a pitiful sigh mixed with a tiny moan.
But that was all. Though she reflexively tried to shrink away, she soon relaxed as if surrendering to the flowing waves. Her will to push me away had completely melted. She was clearly lost in a hazy daze, drunk on nothing but the sensations I offered.
Slurp, squelch, squish…!
I slowly moved my index and middle fingers up and down between her heated, swollen petals. Obscene sounds filled the room as her body arched like a bow once more.
“Aahng, uuua, hyaht, ah, so good…! It feels… so good… Sister…!!!”
Her reason had completely dissolved.
Only instinct remained to rule her body. Yeon-jin panted in a voice close to that of a beast, helplessly falling deeper into the abyss of pleasure my touch created.
Slide.
With my right hand, I caressed the slit between her petals. With my left, I gently stimulated the hardened peaks atop her flushed breasts.
“Mmmngh…!! Hngh, ah, my… my breasts…!”
A tingling sensation must have run down her spine. Twisting her body, burning with both shame and anticipation, she looked at me with pitiful, pleading eyes.
“Huuht, haa…!”
The Yeon-jin before me was like a single flower that had bloomed past its peak and was now shedding its petals in wild abandon.
Slide.
I slowly lowered my body over hers as she floundered in the swamp of pleasure. Her defenseless, white-jade nape looked so fragile it might melt the moment I touched it.
Chuuup.
I couldn’t hold back. The moment my wet lips touched her skin, the salty-sweet taste of her fragrant sweat and the sweet yet sharp scent of her flesh assaulted my nose.
I licked slowly up her nape, then gently bit down, leaving soft tooth marks.
“Huaa, ahk…?!”
I felt her body tremble with a short, sharp gasp. Enjoying the reaction, I pressed my lips to her most sensitive spot and sucked deeply, creating wet, obscene sounds.
Chuuruuup…!
When I finally pulled away, a vivid, seductive red mark bloomed on her snow-white skin like a fallen camellia petal.
“Ah, aah…. S-Sister…!!”
Her hair a tangled mess, her eyes unfocused and hazy. Every time I moved my fingers, the way she writhed in pleasure—pitiful yet beautiful—became both a sense of taboo and conquest that violently scraped at the inside of my chest.
My heart began to pound as if it would burst through my ribs.
“Haaht, huu, now… I can’t hold back either…!”
The rough breaths bursting out weren’t only hers.
An uncontrollable wave surged inside me as well. Like a pair of beasts, or like flames consuming each other, we fell together into an inescapable vortex of sensation.
Drip.
When I lifted her legs, which no longer had even a shred of strength left, the thick honey that had flowed from her heated secret place soaked the bedding.
And just like her, the proof of my own overflowing lust trickled down my thighs.
No more words were needed.
I spread open my own most secret place and pressed it firmly against her defenseless, wet petals in a perfect cross.
Chuuut…!
Our soft flesh overlapped without any gap. As we slowly, heavily began to rub against each other, simultaneous lewd moans flowed from both our mouths as if we had rehearsed it.
“Haaang, aeu, hngh…!!!!”
“Huuht, ah, so good…!!!”
Where our warmth touched most directly, I rotated my hips in circles, grinding slickly.
Squelch, chuuut, juurup, chuuut.
Though there was no yang organ between our legs, the ecstasy racing up my tailbone and spine was so lethal it threatened to burn my brain white.
The awareness that I was currently wearing a woman’s shell was swept away without a trace by the waves of pleasure. I moved my hips like a beast ruled purely by instinct, slamming wildly.
As if trying to melt our touching flesh and blend us into one, I explored and devoured Yeon-jin’s body with both thick intensity and fierce passion.
Ooong.
Through our pressed flesh, our inner energies began to flow and dance together.
The qi from both me and Yeon-jin coiled from the depths of our dantians, then began vibrating with a strange resonant sound.
It felt as if a hot nuclear core was exploding from within my belly.
The massive wave created by our mingled inner energies resonating together instantly pierced every blocked acupoint in our bodies. It surged with explosive force, forcibly widening the vessels that had confined our qi to their limits.
The instant the two streams of energy fused into one, the suppressed inner power swirled like a storm and blasted straight through the Gi-gyeong-pal-maek.
“Ahk, what, what is this, aahng, Sister, what is—”
“Ugh, as I thought… this is…!”
Every acupoint in our bodies opened on its own. The uncontrollably swelling internal energy roared through our veins like a raging torrent.
Caught between a sense of bursting fullness and dizzying vertigo, we could only cling to each other desperately like we stood in the eye of a typhoon, wildly grinding our hips.
“…Ah!!!”
The swollen inner energy surged backward through our acupoints along with the pleasure.
The moment the expanding power finally crossed its critical point, the world before our eyes flashed pure white.
Ecstasy strong enough to burn through our brains shot to the top of our heads. No longer able to endure, we clung to each other hard enough to break and cried out each other’s names.
“Aah, ugh…!! Sister…!!”
“Ugh, Jin-ah…!!”
A dizzying sensation as if even our souls were melting. The desperate calls carried on our wet breaths scattered into the air.
After the storm of passion passed, my legs gave out. Still holding Yeon-jin, I collapsed onto the bed.
“Haa, huua, haa…!”
“Aang, haak, hngh…!”
An overwhelming, languid exhaustion pressed down on our bodies like waterlogged cotton. We lay in a heavy heap atop each other’s sweat-drenched forms, breathing blankly in a daze like ashes left after a fire.
It worked. This is a success…!
Even as my consciousness grew hazy from the complete depletion of energy throughout my body, I could feel an unfamiliar new power swirling inside me.
A deep, satisfied smile spread across my lips, still smeared with Yeon-jin’s saliva and sweat. It was a smile that made me forget even my fatigue.
This energy circulating through my body was the clearest proof that the Cheonseokyanghwanheojeonggong had been perfectly completed according to my will.
“Ugh…”
Perhaps because I had burned away even the last scrap of energy, the scenery before my eyes blurred like an ink wash painting soaked in water.
The sharp scent of flesh lingering at the tip of my nose and the sound of wind outside the window grew impossibly distant.
Surrendering to a heaviness that was either relief or exhaustion, I gladly fell into the sweet abyss of unconsciousness, tightly embracing Yeon-jin, who was already breathing softly in deep sleep within my arms.