Friend (4)

173. Friend (4)

Serious stories of the martial world. Lighthearted jokes at my expense. Blood-curdling arguments that occasionally erupted. Several jars of liquor were already empty. Murong Rin, who had prepared a mountain of alcohol in anticipation of our capacity, was truly impressive, but Gyeong Su-yeon, who had become as heavy a drinker as us in just a few months, was equally remarkable.

In the past, the difference from when Murong Rin and I drank alone was that with two women present, the chatter never ceased. The drinking session was enjoyable, but we couldn't stay like this forever. As I moved my hands from the breasts of the women on either side down to their pussies, reactions slowly began to stir.

No one had said a word, yet they were naturally washing their bodies with warm water in the prepared bath. Their individual circumstances differed, but each of us came from families that were, in our own circles, known names. I, a silver-spoon scion, and Gyeong Su-yeon, a bronze-spoon daughter, were at least accustomed to washing ourselves, but Murong Rin, the golden-spoon heiress, seemed utterly awkward bathing alone, so in the end, Gyeong Su-yeon helped Murong Rin wash herself clean.

"Good heavens. Look at that skin. How can it be so springy?"

Gyeong Su-yeon couldn't contain her admiration as she fondled Murong Rin's body.

"Your skin is decent too, in its own way. I'd heard the skin of a snowfield woman is fair as snow, and it really isn't bad."

In terms of sheer beauty, Murong Rin was the overwhelming winner. She spoke to Gyeong Su-yeon with the composure of the winner.

"Snowfield? Do you think the Gyeongse Sect in Jilin is the Northern Sea Ice Palace or something?"

Come to think of it, none of the three of us was of pure Han blood. Murong Rin was descended from the Xianbei tribe, and Gyeong Su-yeon had Jurchen blood mixed in. And as for my mother's side, I didn't know their race, but given that they were in Vladivostok, they were absolutely not Han. The Northern Sea Ice Palace, huh. That crazy aunt of mine had said she would go to the Martial Alliance that day, but with the Dragon-Phoenix Gathering postponed by half a year, I wondered how she was spending her time. For now, it seemed best never to meet her again.

"Young Master Baek. I told you I'd use my mouth next time we met, didn't I? But there are two women here. The mouth of a woman you've dreamed of all your life, and the mouth of a woman you've enjoyed all your life. Which mouth will you choose?"

Murong Rin asked me with a bewitching smile. Her experience with men certainly defied common sense, but when it came to group ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sex, she was no match for the Yeongsan Sect. Normally, during our sessions, two or three people would be licking my cock.

"Can't you both do it together?"

"What? Well, you're right. With a penis as large as Young Master Baek's, not just two, but even three would be possible."

With a delighted smile at the sex about to begin, Murong Rin took Gyeong Su-yeon's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hand and knelt before me. Gyeong Su-yeon was, at least, experienced in oral sex, so she also knelt beside Murong Rin, extended her bright red tongue, and lightly licked my shaft. Not to be outdone, Murong Rin extended her tongue as well. Two tongues coiled ticklishly around my penis. The oral sex of two women as different as their personalities. Gyeong Su-yeon, soft and reverent. Murong Rin, rough and bold. At some point, Gyeong Su-yeon inevitably claimed my glans, taking it into her mouth, and even as she did that, Murong Rin continued licking my shaft and scrotum without pause.

Gyeong Su-yeon held my cock in her mouth and sucked vigorously for a long while, but when I didn't ejaculate easily, she looked up at me with a puzzled face. Ah... I wasn't a premature ejaculator anymore. I had shown her that last time too, had I not?

The moment Gyeong Su-yeon's movements paused, Murong Rin pushed her aside and swallowed my glans. The movement was distinctly different. Ranking friends was not something a decent human being should do, but when it came to sexual skill, Murong Rin's experience was overwhelmingly superior. In the end, I ejaculated the first load into Murong Rin's mouth.

"Eek? She... she swallowed it?"

Murong Rin gulped down the semen. For Gyeong Su-yeon, who had received my semen dozens of times but always spat it into a towel, Murong Rin's behavior seemed to have been a culture shock.

"Of course. One might think, what meaning could such mere semen possibly hold, but to a man, it is the most precious thing. The release of essence born of pleasure, yet there is the woman who receives it preciously into her body, and the woman who spits it out like filth. If you were a man, whom would you like more?"

Murong Rin. The ultimate top dog, and a woman who had a terrifying grasp of exactly where humans find joy.

"Besides, think about it. It is the very essence of the Greatest Master Under Heaven. How could mere stale beast inner cores compare? It may ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠not increase your internal power, but it is undeniably a supreme tonic for the ages."

She had been speaking logically, then abruptly spouted the strange logic unique to this era. If your liver was weak, you ate a cow's liver. If your virility was poor, you ate a seal's genitals—haegushin. Even the elders in my previous life had believed in such pseudo-medicine, so perhaps this clever Murong Rin's words were only to be expected. Gyeong Su-yeon marveled at Murong Rin's nonsense. Carefully, she took my cock into her mouth again and sucked out the remaining semen with wet slurps. Murong Rin looked down at her and laughed lightly.

"Young Master Baek, you once said you used to masturbate while imagining my naked body, didn't you? But Gyeong Su-yeon came to the Baek Clan Estate every month to perform oral sex on you and then left, didn't she? Have you ever put your penis in Gyeong Su-yeon's mouth and imagined me?"

Murong Rin asked provocatively. I was the lone man in a female-dominated group. I was no fool to fall into such a simple trap.

"No. I'm not that rude. When I enjoyed Gyeong Su-yeon's mouth, I thought only of Gyeong Su-yeon."

"Then, how about doing it now?"

In an instant, with a bewitching gaze, she pulled my hand and placed it on her own chest. Breasts springy as rubber balls and a provocatively beautiful face. I hadn't meant to, but I truly feasted my eyes on Murong Rin before me, and into the mouth of Gyeong Su-yeon, who was bobbing her head vigorously below, I came heavily. This time, Gyeong Su-yeon struggled to swallow the semen as Murong Rin had advised. But perhaps it was quite a difficult task without practice, because Gyeong Su-yeon coughed and choked, barely managing to swallow my semen.

Once the light foreplay in the bath ended, we moved to the bed. Perhaps feeling that the situation had been proceeding under Murong Rin's lead in a way that didn't sit right with her, the previously passive Gyeong Su-yeon abruptly lay down on the bed. Gyeong Su-yeon's pussy, already glistening from the stimulation of her nether regions and nipples ever since we were drinking earlier. Her physical preparations were already complete. All that remained was the readiness of her heart.

"You really understand the act we're about to perform, right?"

"Does Young Master Baek take me for an imbecile? Or a child? I've told you dozens of times. I will give you my virginity."

A firm gaze with no intention of backing down. I was now thoroughly enjoying a debauched sex life devoid of any chastity or fidelity, but aside from my lovers at Yeongsan Sect, the act of deflowering a virgin was something I had never once done.

"Let me ask just one thing. Are you, by any chance, in love with me?"

At those words, Gyeong Su-yeon looked at me as if dumbfounded. I'd suspected as much, but was I wrong?

"Young Master Baek. I am a woman who has already turned her back on her main family. I have no intention of blaming the Baek Clan Estate, but I was truly exhausted. I've barely escaped my main family and found myself, and the idea of building a home again, of becoming someone's daughter, someone's wife, someone's mother—I'd rather die. Even if it were His Imperial Majesty himself who desired me and not Young Master Baek, my feelings would be the same. Since I will never be bound to anyone again, my virginity likewise holds no meaning. I have no desire to start a family, but if it is the secret act between man and woman that all people under heaven enjoy, then I too should enjoy it. After all, I have been someone who has only skimmed the surface of that pleasure until now."

Truly a friend ahead of her time. Gyeong Su-yeon, reborn and boldly declaring non-marriage and a free sex life in 15th-century China. As when I had incited Murong Rin in our childhood, I wasn't sure if this was truly the right thing to do for her. But she had already chosen, and I had to respect my friend. To put it bluntly, now that she had gained the social status and identity of the Head Disciple of Mount Tai, I also felt a little sorry for her, unable to freely enjoy sex in that temple-like Mount Tai Sect.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Her body and heart were ready, but there was no way that first penetration with such a brutishly large cock came without pain. I'd been with a few virgins before, and going slowly out of misplaced consideration for the woman only prolonged the pain, so I applied a slightly stronger pressure and parted her inner flesh. After my cock was fully inserted, I paused my movements for a moment, and Gyeong Su-yeon looked up at me and spoke in pain.

"I'm... I'm fine. I'm all right, so please don't stop."

To me, it was merely insertion, but to her, it must have been a great milestone in a new life. At her request, I didn't stop but slowly began to move my hips. Naturally, for her sake as she was in so much pain, I briefly operated the Fifth Stage of Yang Blossom Art, then repeatedly lowered it back to the Fourth Stage, as I'd done with Hong Seon-hwa, so she wouldn't completely lose herself in it. Truly, she swiftly forgot her pain and fell into pleasure.

"Ah!! Ah!! My stomach... Young Master Baek!! It... it feels too good!! To the point tears are coming out. I feel like I'm flying through the sky... Wh... why didn't you take me all this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠time?"

Joy and delight. Pleasure and happiness. And even resentment toward me, as she released in a single breath all the emotions she had been pressing down. This seemed like the first time I was seeing the true face of a friend I had known for decades.

"This is the inconvenient thing about two women to one man. No matter how excellent Young Master Baek's nighttime talents are, he has only one member."

While I was absorbed in Gyeong Su-yeon, Murong Rin had brought from somewhere a crudely enormous reddish-brown wooden root and spoke to me. She pressed the grotesque wooden root into my hand and spread her legs beside Gyeong Su-yeon.

"Young Master Baek, please do it for me. I yielded the first time to Gyeong Su-yeon since she is a virgin, but I can't masturbate with my own hand in front of a man, can I?"

A heavy weight. According to those White Tiger Sect fellows who were masters of timber-frame construction, the method for distinguishing good lumber was simpler than one might think. Roughly, for the same size, the heavier one was the higher-grade wood. Perhaps because of that, Murong Rin's wooden root was quite heavy. The thought of thrusting this grotesque object into her vagina made a certain worry bloom within me.

"Are you all right? This is too big, isn't it? It seems like it would hurt quite a bit."

"What are you talking about? It's smaller than Young Master Baek's, isn't it? Besides, it's a rather high-grade item I had difficulty purchasing from a wooden root artisan in Beijing. It's meticulously lacquered, so don't worry about injury and just do it quickly."

A wooden root artisan in Beijing? Now that I looked, a small seal was engraved on the handle of this wooden root. It was a seal I had seen somewhere many times. The seal of the wooden root artisan Do-hwa, which was also engraved on Master's and Jeong-hyang's wooden roots.

"Why? Are you tempted? They say there are Wooden Roots for men as well. Business seems to be going well lately, and she only makes them occasionally as a hobby, so they're difficult to obtain. But if my irreplaceable friend Young Master Baek wishes to learn the pleasures of a woman, I'll make a special request of her."

Murong Rin giggled and twitched her pussy. No. I already had plenty of those. Jeong-hyang used them occasionally.

Destiny was a frightening thing. Three friends who seemed to have no common ground were thus entangled sexually in a single bed. As I violated Gyeong Su-yeon's virgin pussy, thrust this crude dildo into Murong Rin's pussy, and thought of Do-hwa in Beijing, my own appearance and my circle of friends felt a little shameful.