Blindfolded Ecstasy
In the end, I didn't reveal my identity to Hwayoung. Unlike with Nuna and Seoah, our thing was closer to pure fuck buddies—we didn't have many shared memories, and she had a strong aversion to anything mystical. It'd be hard to explain how Song Jinho and Manager Hong had become one.
'We'll get a chance if we work together.'
I decided to be satisfied with gaining one more ally today.
On Friday evening, I headed to Nuna's place right on time for our appointment. Seoah was running a bit late due to a pictorial shoot, so I decided to chill in the living room and wait.
"I've had this question bugging me for a while. Perfect timing."
"A question?"
"That villa where you took me and Seoah before..."
I'd once asked Asmodeus to create a sub-space styled like Lim Jong-sik's villa.
"Who was that Song Jinho lying there?"
Ah.
"That was a virtual space created by the guardian spirit I contracted with. Everything in there was an illusion."
"An illusion? I could feel his body heat and pulse so vividly when I touched him."
"I was shocked too. Seeing something identical to me lying there... honestly, it creeped me out a bit."
"So even you don't know how that space came to be."
"Yeah. Even though I made the contract, I'm not sure about the full extent of the guardian spirit's powers."
It was a lie. The body of Song Jinho in there was real. She'd said that when the contract ended, there'd be a chance to return to the original body.
But I didn't know when that would be, and the contract could go sideways in the meantime, so I couldn't blurt it out recklessly.
Afraid prolonging it would make my lie obvious, I changed the subject.
"We need to schedule an interview with PD Yoon before you head out."
"An interview?"
"Yeah. I thought about a press conference, but for a web drama, that might be overkill, so just a promo interview. Sisspatch will cover it, so it'll get a lot of eyes. It's your comeback project, after all."
"Sisspatch... that reporter?"
Nuna knew Hwayoung was Jinho's fuck buddy.
"Right, Reporter Cha Hwayoung. She'll help out as much as she can since it's our side."
"Does she know about... you know, what happened to you?"
"I didn't tell her. She doesn't believe in weird stuff like that at all."
"Doesn't seem like it. Maybe it's because she doesn't miss that body much?"
She thought I was hiding it because the timing wasn't right, but Nuna interpreted it differently. Not jealousy or anything. Jeez.
"Well, you were the most urgent anyway. I thought I'd lose my mind when you didn't come over from the host bar."
"What're you saying."
We were in the middle of chatting away in the living room when the front door opened and Seoah came rushing in.
"Aang~ Unnie, sorry. They held me up at the studio."
"You came from work—what's there to be sorry about? Let's eat now."
Seoah glanced at me, fidgeted for a moment, then hesitantly spoke up.
"O-oppa... hi?"
"Oppa?"
It was supposed to be "darling" time.
"W-well, um..."
"Seoah was saying 'darling' felt awkward now, so I told her to call you oppa."
"What's wrong with darling?"
"Well... the old darling was young and perky, it suited him. But now darling is all wrinkly..."
"Hah, why do you and Nuna keep treating me like some old guy? This is sophisticated!"
If Song Jinho had a slim idol center vibe, Manager Hong was the urban CEO type. It was rude to say that about a guy in his prime thirties. Time to set the record straight.
"Listen up, Seoah. Yeah, I'm older than Jinho, but wrinkly? No way. Actually, compared to Nuna, I'm only a year ol—"
—Thwack!
I earned another smack.
"Cut the nonsense and sit down. You gonna eat or not?"
I stuffed myself full, even eating Nuna's portion since she was on a diet. Seoah must've skipped proper meals during the shoot too—her portion was bigger than usual. Nuna watched us mukbang it up with a fond smile.
"You're supposed to be an idol—can you really eat like that? You'll gain weight."
"You know I don't gain weight. And I need to fuel up today. Later... ah, nothing."
What was that?
After dinner, we kept the post-meal wine talk going. These two had spent the most time with me, so our stories stretched on with all the memories piled up. They were probably the only fuck buddies with this much to talk about beyond sex.
"Wow, it's this late already. Stay over tonight."
3P alert!
"Seoah, you know where the shampoo and gel are, right?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'm heading up first. See you tomorrow."
With that, she vanished upstairs. Suddenly, I was the dog chasing the chicken. What kind of situation was this?
Staring blankly at Nuna's retreating back, I turned to Seoah. Why was she fidgeting like a nervous bride on her wedding night?
"This setup—you two planned it?"
"Well... I told Unnie I fell asleep after the hotel with you, and she said she'd yield tonight."
The 3 in my head switched to 2. Damn, bittersweet.
No more words needed now. Just the thought of holding Han Seoah—the top idol blending cute and sexy—had my cock swelling already.
But Seoah wasn't budging from the spot.
"What's up? We always shower together."
"Y-yeah. But... but... I can't get used to it like Unnie. Hiiing~"
So that was her issue too.
"What do we do then... want an eyemask?"
"It's scary if I can't see. And it'd feel stuffy."
"Then I'll wear one. They got that here?"
Some couples use masks to cover faces for that extra thrill. Classic porn trope too.
"Where would Unnie have something like that? Let's just do it without looking at faces."
"How do we do it without looking?"
"We can!"
With a determined look, Seoah started stripping in front of the bathroom door.
She gave me the ridiculous order to stay behind her at all times. Seoah wanted to seek out Jinho's traces without seeing me—like a blind swordsman wielding his blade with heightened other senses.
For the Seoah who loved being washed, I lathered up a shower puff and massaged her whole body. I'd thought it'd feel awkward sticking to the back, but once foreplay kicked in, that feeling vanished like a lie.
"Haang... Oppa washing me is still the best. There, my breasts—a little lower... haeut."
Seoah's voice mixed with a nasal whine as pleasure hit. Her smooth skin released a fragrant flesh scent with every touch, muddling my mind more potently than any aphrodisiac, stoking my lust sky-high.
"Your skin's still glowing. It's even more translucent after just a few months apart."
"Aiing... flattery again. Gonna mark your territory in the tub like last time?"
"Tub? We can do it right here."
I rinsed off the bubbles and started licking from her nape.
Like savoring whipped cream with my tongue, soft like a cat's knead, sometimes rough with wet sucks—blending gentle and intense, I played an obscene melody across Seoah's body.
Seoah... responded to my performance with hot moans and cries.
"Haang, ahut, haeut! O-oppa... you're too lewd. Heut... more, suck harder, haaaang!"
Her waist arched like a bow, losing balance. She braced against the bathroom wall to hold on, but licking while standing clearly lacked stability. I sat her in the tub first, then took position behind.
"Idiot. That's why I said tub."
She reached back with one arm, fondling my cock. Her slender fingers grazing the shaft made my veins throb. Felt like the Hulk.
I licked spots across her flawless back, leaving traces. She twitched cutely every time my tongue teased. I might get addicted to this.
"Eheehit, tickles. You're extra clingy today. Like you starved for days."
"Months, actually. Gonna do everything we missed."
"Haeut... that's why I ate hearty. Planning to go all night... kyaaang, tickles!"
Seoah always hyped her partner like this. What words in bed could make you happier than "I wanna do it a lot with you"?
—Slurp, schluuuurp... smack.
Part of me wanted to plunge in right then, but tub water isn't as clean as it looks. With oil and soap suds mixed in, going inside risked infection beyond hygiene.
"Can't hold out to the bed. Here okay?"
She nodded with a low moan. Her ass wiggling wasn't casual.
I told Seoah to brace both hands on the wall. Planning standing doggy—backstanding position. But first, time to taste Seoah after so long?
"Oppa, that..."
"What?"
"Looks like Unnie left it for us."
A rolled-up non-slip mat caught my eye in the corner. Ugh, that would've made the bubble bath way easier. Grateful for Nuna's thoughtfulness, I laid it under Seoah's feet.
Now for prime pussy-licking time!
Thought about the bed, but wanted to do it here—one up on the bathroom. Lying her down meant facing each other. No-looking was tougher than expected.
Her deer-like straight legs, perky apple hips, slim waist flowing to pelvis—an absolute view. Her slit was already slick with water and juices, waiting for me.
I spread her cheeks, lifted slightly, and lowered my body as much as possible. Below the cute puckered anus, her flushed entrance peeked. Angle ruled out clit, but a long tongue reach could hit the labia and hole.
Going this far to avoid faces felt childish, but the novel position wasn't bad. Guess I was caught up in Soyoung's adventurous spirit too.