Choi Hwayoung (1)
Right after wrapping up my deal with Hwayoung sunbae, I headed back upstairs to the second-floor bedroom with her. I'd gotten a sense of it when we first came in, but sure enough, the entire second floor of this commercial building was her living space. Who would've thought a building with this old-school layout—something you'd see in a rundown shop from decades ago—would be right in the heart of Gangnam.
"Don't go up to the third floor. That's my warehouse and workshop."
"Got it."
I wasn't interested anyway, so I just nodded. Potions and storage rooms weren't what had my attention right now.
"Damn, my place is such a mess... Does it have to be today...?"
"Yeah. I want to be with you right now, sunbae."
"...Just call me Hwayoung. What's with the formalities now?"
"Sure thing, Hwayoung sunbae."
Her face flushed a little at the lighter tone with her name added.
"Hey, uh, y'know."
"Yeah?"
"This is really my first time, so I don't know jack about any of this. Can't you just... take the lead?"
"You mean I can do whatever I want with your body?"
"A-As long as it's not weird... You'll be happier if you do what you want anyway... I don't have the confidence to satisfy you in bed..."
She seemed genuinely unsure, eager to hand over control in bed. Probably figuring that since I looked more experienced, I'd handle it—and satisfy myself. Or maybe just shoving the responsibility my way so she wouldn't have to say anything else.
Either way, it worked for me, so I nodded and accepted.
"If that's what you want, Hwayoung sunbae."
"Y-Yeah..."
"Then, excuse me for a sec."
"Y-Yeah...?"
I scooped her up lightly and set her on the bed. In the starlight reflecting off the window, her flushed face started to glow alluringly.
"You're pretty, sunbae."
"...Lip service? Or is that just what you say during sex?"
"Just calling it like I see it. You're pretty."
"Yeah, right... As if."
"And you said to do whatever. All you gotta do is nod and take the compliments."
"Ugh, fine... Thanks..."
She couldn't resist much since she'd said it herself, nodding quietly.
Swish.
The moment my hand touched her, the white pharmacist coat draped over her body slid right off onto the floor below the bed.
"Gonna take off your bra."
"T-Take it off? You're not gonna make me do it?"
"Sunbae, you said do whatever."
"Ugh, I was just asking..."
Even as she said it, she leaned her chest forward to make it easier. I reached around her back, unhooked the bra. As I pulled her close to slip it off, I could hear her heartbeat—pounding fast enough to cut through those massive tits.
Pop.
Her black bra joined the coat on the floor with a pathetic flop. Those huge breasts, already asserting themselves through her clothes, now jiggled freely, flaunting their size.
...Size-wise, they seemed a cup bigger than Hyeun's or Sihee's. Unlike their toned, muscular builds, these were pure, jiggly fat—and somehow even more impressive for it.
"W-What're you staring at... Disappointed it's just dumb huge tits?"
"They're so mouthwatering and pretty, I lost myself staring."
"More empty flattery..."
"Sunbae, just nod."
"Ugh, fine... Thanks..."
She was still reluctant, but it wasn't a bad reaction. If anything, the half-hearted compliance made it hotter.
So I made sure to announce every move, forcing her to acknowledge it fully.
"Gonna take off your panties too."
"E-Eh?!"
"Can't leave 'em on."
"F-Fine... You don't have to announce every damn thing..."
Her eyes darted away in embarrassment, though. My hand brushed her waist to tug them down, and her body twitched. Ignoring it, I pulled the scrap of fabric guarding her crotch down past her ankles.
For the first time, the tight slit between her thighs came into view.
"Wow..."
It was stunningly clean and pretty—almost too pure and cute to imagine my cock fitting inside.
"Your pussy's adorable too, Hwayoung sunbae."
"C-Compliment? Uh, thanks anyway..."
Right—in this world, calling a woman "cute" wasn't always a compliment. It implied someone protected, not an equal. Lucky for me, she didn't dwell on my slip-up and just nodded.
Somehow forgetting to remove her gloves, she was otherwise fully naked, facing me for the first time. The soft streetlight filtering through the window made her whole body shimmer.
...Still, something felt off.
It'd sound weird after stripping her, but naked like this, she didn't feel like the Hwayoung sunbae I'd known. More like a virgin about to lose it for the first time. Her short stature made her seem like a junior, not a senior.
As I pondered a way to bring back that "sunbae" vibe, my eye caught the discarded coat.
"...What? Aren't we starting sex now?"
"Sunbae, could you put this on?"
"Why the coat? I-Is it for sex?"
"Kinda. But if you don't want to, no big deal."
"...Fine, gimme. I'll wear it."
Not wanting to get nitpicked, she grumbled but draped the white coat back on loosely. She muttered under her breath, "Isn't sex supposed to be fully naked?"
While she did, I stripped off my own clothes to join her.
Soon, her voice called from the robed figure.
"...A-All dressed... Uh, ah...?"
She startled at the sight of my naked cock, but...
"Why so surprised? You'll see it during sex anyway."
"I-I know, but it's so sudden..."
"You show yours too, sunbae. Such a pretty body—don't hide it."
"Hah, damn... Keep saying that crap..."
Still, she carefully spread her legs, exposing that straight slit again. Her confused eyes avoided mine, staring elsewhere. Just adding the half-open white coat to her nudity brought back that familiar Hwayoung sunbae feel perfectly.
"Yeah, this suits you way better—like a proper sunbae."
"Whatever. Glad you like it..."
"We're on the bed, clothes off—what's next, you think?"
"H-How should I know? You're the expert..."
"Guess what I'm gonna do."
"......"
She pondered seriously, then ventured a guess.
"Just... shove your dick in. From behind so you don't see my face."
"Huh?"
"Think about it—this coat's so you don't have to look at my face or body."
"......"
"I know my place... No need to sugarcoat it with weird compliments."
All my praise hadn't landed, huh? She looked resigned. Made sense—empty flattery to someone insecure just feels like teasing.
Realizing my compliments had missed the mark, it was time to show her with actions.
"On your stomach? Or some other position?"
"Wrong, Hwayoung sunbae."
"What was—mmph."
I grabbed the back of her head as she turned and pulled her to me. Our lips crashed together fast.
She resisted at first—her realest yet—but her small frame and zero muscle meant one hand subdued her easily.
As our lips met longer, her struggles faded.
Smack. Smack.
"Mmph, mm..."
Lick. Lick.
"Mmm?! Mmph...!"
Her lips stayed sealed, refusing more. I teased them relentlessly with my tongue, urging her on. Her chaste kiss versus my hunger clashed over millimeters.
She broke first.
"Mmph... ...Mmm..."
Judging we'd be stuck forever otherwise, she parted her lips reluctantly, letting me in. My tongue dove deep, demanding a real exchange.
The instant my tongue tip met hers—fleeing the intruder—her body shivered and jumped.
Slurp. Slurp.
"Mmm...! Ah! Mm..."
Slurp. Slurp.
"Mmmph, ah, mm, haa...?!"
It took just three minutes to turn her from lip-clencher to tangling her tongue with mine first.
We shared plenty of saliva, breath, and passion after that. When it felt enough, I pulled back slowly and asked,
"...Get the right answer now?"
"......Y-Yeah..."
Her voice held a hint of lingering regret.
(This is the version of the above illustration without glasses.)