Following Her Heart (1)
The first thing the two people on the bed did was silently devour each other’s lips. Choi Hwayeong had thrown herself into Kim Seongcheol’s arms while he sat on the edge of the bed talking, so the moment their conversation ended, they were already pressed together, bodies overlapping. Breathing each other in at such close range, neither needed to speak; their mouths naturally found one another.
“Mmph, hngh, mmph…”
It was embarrassing. Mortifying, even—enough to completely shatter any senior dignity she might have had left. Yet Choi Hwayeong didn’t pull away. She accepted Kim Seongcheol’s lips and tongue without resistance. If she had hidden her lips or turned her head, even that single action might have looked like rejection. She had already endured to her limit; she didn’t want to delay this sex for even a second longer.
Normally, as the woman, she should have been the one leading in bed. Unfortunately, Choi Hwayeong had almost zero knowledge in that department. Rather than risk killing the mood with some awkward attempt, she decided it was better to simply follow his lead. After all, in this world, the most important factor during sex was whether the man could get hard for his partner. Since she didn’t know how to excite a man, the only thing she could do was offer her body and let him play with it until he grew aroused on his own.
Besides, she hated anything troublesome. Having a man take charge from start to finish was, in its own way, rather convenient for her.
“Hngh, mmph… hngh?!”
While they were deep in the kiss, the sudden sensation of her breasts being kneaded made Choi Hwayeong let out a startled moan. She had known it would happen soon enough, but her body—untouched for so long—had become incredibly sensitive. The small-cup bra was pushed upward by Kim Seongcheol’s hands, and two bouncy, plump mounds jiggled free, bouncing a couple of times before settling.
The size of her breasts was beyond comparison with ordinary fruits like apples or pears. Her bra size was a 70H, after all. If one had to describe their shape, it was like two living slimes had been placed on her chest. Kim Seongcheol didn’t hesitate; he grabbed both of those soft, heavy mounds with his hands and began to knead them without mercy.
“Nngh… haaah!!”
The relentless, almost violent way he groped her chest made Choi Hwayeong break the kiss and release a weak, trembling moan. When she touched herself, she had to focus on her nipples for several minutes before she could even approach orgasm. Yet the moment his hands—Seongcheol’s hands—touched her, her body reacted far faster. Of course, it helped that Kim Seongcheol, with all his experience with women, knew exactly how to stimulate her in every possible way.
More than that, the feelings she harbored for him were what truly set her on fire. It was only natural that being touched by someone you loved felt better than touching yourself. And since he was exceptionally skilled at it, there was nothing more to say. Having held back her lust for so long, there was simply no way Choi Hwayeong could refuse his touch.
“Ungh, hngh…”
While Seongcheol continued to fondle her breasts, a heavy, thick presence gradually made itself known between her legs. It didn’t take her long to realize it was Kim Seongcheol’s hardened cock. Even through his thick jeans, she could feel its impressive girth. Choi Hwayeong began to grind her hips against it more openly.
“Ugh, haaang…?!”
When he suddenly pinched both of her nipples at the same time, she let out a lewd cry. Kim Seongcheol smiled at the sight, then leaned in and whispered into her ear.
“…Calling a woman ‘cute’ isn’t exactly a compliment, you know?”
“Can’t help it if you’re cute. You just are.”
“Cheeky bastard…”
“So you’re not cute? I like cute girls, though.”
“……”
The word “cute” should have immediately soured her mood. Yet the moment he followed it with “I like cute people,” the phrase suddenly felt like something she didn’t want to reject. After all, Seongcheol was the first person who had ever looked at her with romantic interest and assigned her any kind of romantic value. If being “cute” was something he found attractive, then she could accept the word as a compliment.
“…Then go ahead and think that.”
Seeing her blush and pout, Kim Seongcheol felt genuinely delighted. It seemed like the way she viewed the world was slowly shifting to match his own perspective.
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“…Then go ahead and think that.”
Hwayeong sunbae’s sulky reply, eyes averted, carried a surprising amount of destructive power. I had expected her to resist at least once or twice, but she accepted my compliment without much fight. Even though she sometimes spat out harsh words, she always ended up giving in. There was a strange charm to that.
My cock, completely enchanted by her defenseless appearance, was proudly asserting its presence beneath my pants. It felt like it was loudly complaining that staying trapped in these tight jeans was reaching its limit.
I had played with her soft breasts enough for now. It was time to move on to the next stage.
The moment I called out to her with that intention, her eyes met mine directly.
“…Sunbae.”
“Yeah…”
“About that promise… can you do it now?”
“…What promise?”
“I told you earlier. You said you’d suck it and get it hard.”
She clearly hadn’t expected me to remember the words she had blurted out in the heat of the moment. Open shock and embarrassment flooded Hwayeong sunbae’s face.
“H-hey…! That doesn’t count…!”
“Why not?”
“I-I was just saying that…! Why are you taking it so seriously?!”
“……”
“No, that’s not… I don’t mean I hate the idea of sucking your cock or anything…”
I hadn’t even said a word—just looked at her—and she was already averting her eyes like a guilty thief, frantically making excuses.
“I only said that because I thought you really weren’t going to have sex with me…”
“So you’re not going to do it?”
“I-I’ve never done anything like that before, so I probably won’t be any good at it…”
“So you’re not going to do it?”
“Besides, you said you’d suck it to get it hard… but it already looks plenty hard to me…”
“So you’re not going to do it?”
“……”
After throwing out every excuse she could think of, Hwayeong sunbae carefully studied my expression and finally muttered,
“…Just don’t complain later that it didn’t feel good or that I sucked at it.”
“You know I’m not that kind of guy.”
“I don’t know, dumbass. We’ve only met three times. How am I supposed to know what you’re really like?”
If we were going by that logic, the fact that she was getting this worked up over a guy she’d only met three times was even stranger. Of course, saying that out loud would only earn me a sharp retort, so I kept it to myself.
“F-fine, I’ll suck it… so just take your pants off already…”
Before I knew it, she had slid off the bed, knelt down, and positioned her face right in front of my crotch. She looked up at me.
I hadn’t meant for her to take such a devoted, subservient position, but seeing Hwayeong sunbae gazing up at me from below like that was undeniably cute, so I let her keep the misunderstanding.
I loosened my belt buckle, pulled down the zipper, lifted my hips, and slid both my pants and underwear off in one motion. My frustrated cock sprang free at once.
“……Hup!”
Choi Hwayeong stared at my member with a stunned expression, one hand flying up to cover her mouth as she gasped. She had seen it once before, but this was probably the first time she had examined it from so close. And since it had been a while, her memory of it must have grown hazy.
She carefully wrapped both hands around my cock and looked up at me with a hesitant expression.
“H-how… how do I do this?”
“Just do whatever feels natural. We only agreed that you’d get it hard, after all.”
“…It’s already rock hard. If it gets any bigger, it won’t even fit…”
“If you want to be careful about something… just make sure your nails or teeth don’t scrape me.”
“Nails and teeth… got it.”
Looking like she had been given some sacred duty, Choi Hwayeong cautiously brought her mouth to the tip of my cock. Her lips parted wide and slowly enveloped my glans.
“Haaup.”
The moment her lips closed around me, I felt the soft, warm caress of her tongue. She seemed to be taking my warning about teeth and nails very seriously; she held my shaft steady with her lips and used only her tongue to pleasure me. No head-bobbing, no hand stroking the base—just her tongue working diligently.
…This kind of fellatio is definitely a fresh experience.
If the blowjob I received from Hye-eun not long ago had felt like “textbook fellatio,” then what Hwayeong sunbae was doing felt like something “not even textbooks could teach.”
It didn’t feel bad. The way she licked my glans with her tongue provided decent stimulation. Still, if we continued like this until I came, it would probably take close to thirty minutes. I decided I would let her continue for a suitable amount of time before moving on to penetration.
But watching her work so earnestly between my legs, licking my cock with such focus, a certain thought suddenly popped into my head.
It’s like a hamster nibbling on a banana.
That was definitely an impression I needed to make sure never left my mouth.