What the Fuck Do You Mean, No?
The inside of her clothes was warm. No, it was hot. If it was normal body temperature, this kind of warmth would be expected, but there was something more— a steady, burning heat radiating from her skin.
“…Asleep?”
“……”
Her breathing, which had been steady, suddenly stopped. Like she was holding her breath… she inhaled but never let it out.
“…She’s really asleep, huh.”
Park Eun-ji was being obedient. She lay there quietly, trying to fall asleep. Or maybe she actually was asleep. But something was off—several things, actually. Her body was stiff and rigid, her eyebrows twitching. Her face was still flushed red, and her shoulders kept jerking like she was having spasms.
Before long, she started letting out small, strained whimpers. She kept holding her breath without realizing it, enduring it so desperately that it almost looked pitiful.
Press—
“Kk, kkhh!”
I pressed my fingertips into her lower belly. The soft flesh gave way, wrapping around my fingers. Then she tensed up, trying to endure it. What had been soft suddenly turned firm, pushing back against my touch.
“Haaah…”
It felt like my hand was melting. A dizzying sensation shot up my spine, wrapping around my entire body and making every hair stand on end.
Stroke— Stroke—
“Kkhh…! Hh, hhng!”
I rubbed her stomach. The skin under her clothes was smooth and elastic, with a slight dip near her navel. I kneaded and played with the area around it with my fingers.
“Ah, hng… Hhhng…”
It was a softness I couldn’t find on my own body. Not that I didn’t already know Park Eun-ji’s body was this soft and pliant. It was just that this was the first time I was touching her like this—under her clothes, as much as I wanted.
I could feel myself getting excited, worked up… aware of my own arousal.
“…Still asleep even like this?”
“Hhhp…!”
Park Eun-ji swallowed her breath again, as if trying to prove she was really pretending to sleep, and held it in. But my hand didn’t stop.
Stroke— Stroke—
Her lower belly stuck out cutely. It wasn’t flabby or sagging from fat. It had a firm, defined presence, almost like muscle. Her well-developed abs felt springy and satisfying to squeeze and play with.
“Hhh, hng… Ha, haaang…”
Her stomach was incredibly sensitive. Park Eun-ji was letting me touch her. The question was—how far would she let me go? And would she really stay still if I started groping her breasts?
Slide— Sliiide—
My hand slipped further under her clothes like it was going down a slide. The angle was a little awkward, so I naturally pressed my body closer to hers and lay down beside her.
“Ah…”
Park Eun-ji’s face was right in front of me. Since we were similar in height, lying down didn’t create much distance between us.
“…Hh, hhkk!?”
She let out a startled yelp. But her lips quickly shut again. Seeing her still pretending to sleep in this situation made a hollow laugh escape from my mouth.
“…Hey, Park Eun-ji.”
“Hhhk!”
I whispered right into her burning ear.
“You’re still getting sleepy even while I’m touching you like this?”
“……”
She chewed on her lower lip. Her tightly shut eyes trembled with spasms.
“…Or are you actually in heat because you want to get fucked by a loser like me?”
It was cheap, vulgar talk. Park Eun-ji’s earlobe twitched in response.
“……If you don’t like it, just say so. I’ll stop.”
Would I really be able to stop? Honestly, it didn’t feel like that mattered much right now.
“Haa, ha… Hhhng…”
Park Eun-ji was already panting heavily.
“It’s not like it’s gonna wear out. I’m just gonna touch you a little, okay?”
Her trembling eyelashes almost looked like she was nodding.
Press—
“Hh, hhaaang…♥”
She gasped in surprise. No wonder—my fingers had bumped into something firm.
“Uh, uhh… Hh, hhng…”
I marveled at the soft sensation in my hand and the dizzying feel of skin over her bra. It was different from when I’d touched her over her clothes earlier.
“…Gulp.”
Then what would it feel like to touch bare skin underneath? My imagination wasn’t that rich. I had no choice but to check for myself.
“Uhh, ah, aaang…!”
It was a violent reaction disguised as sleep-talk. I grabbed the soft flesh spilling out from under her bra. Park Eun-ji’s body jerked. But the way her shoulders kept twitching was almost funny—she couldn’t do anything about my hand freely groping her breasts.
Stroke— Stroke—
The skin peeking out from under her bra made me marvel again. It was indescribable… I wondered if Park Eun-ji’s breasts were the softest substance on Earth.
“Haa…”
I told myself to take it slow, very slow. There was no rush. Teasing Park Eun-ji until she was desperate came first. But that was just my own thought. The moment my hand touched her breast, my mind was already spinning. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst.
“Hoo…”
I took several deep breaths. I needed to calm my excitement. Even so, my hand kept moving deeper, and her bra naturally flipped up and out of the way.
“Ah…”
A massive mound pressed against the back of my hand. Its overwhelming presence was almost intimidating.
“Ah, hng…♥”
Her moans kept tickling my ear, like she was doing it on purpose, and I was struggling to hold onto my sanity.
“Haaah…”
I lay comfortably on the bed. The soft mattress… and breasts even softer than that.
“Ah, aah…”
I cupped them with my hands. Then, surprised, I pulled my hands away.
“……”
I could feel her heartbeat. That powerful thumping—thump, thump—coming from inside those huge breasts.
I placed my hands on them again. Park Eun-ji’s body trembled slightly. And I grabbed her breast, squeezing it in my hand.
“Ah, haa…”
This was the first time I’d ever touched a woman’s breasts. And the fact that it was Park Eun-ji made the feeling twice as intense.
Knead, knead. I massaged her breasts with my hands. Every time my fingers sank into the soft flesh and shook it, they disappeared into her chest.
“…Gulp.”
My throat stung every time I swallowed. It was drying out, and I was starting to feel a strong thirst.
“…You gonna keep pretending to sleep? Huh?”
At this point, the question was meaningless. Park Eun-ji’s face—and even her ears—were flushed so red that she couldn’t keep up the act anymore.
Stroke— Stroke— Stroke—
Moving my hips was pure instinct. The only disappointing part was that I was just rubbing against her thigh instead of actually being inside her.
“…If you don’t get up, then I’m… just gonna keep touching you like this…?”
The overwhelming pleasure made me forget my original goal and any sense of shame. I never thought just touching and grinding like this could feel this good.
“…You fucking bitch. Your tits are fucking huge…”
I already knew that. I just hadn’t expected bare skin to be this soft. Or for them to be this big.
“…Back when you put me in that armbar and were going crazy grabbing my arm…”
The back of my hand had been right between her breasts. Every time Park Eun-ji asked if it hurt, my heart pounded against her soft, jiggling chest.
“…I jerked off so many times imagining fucking you at home…”
After working up a sweat with Park Eun-ji like that, a sweet scent would cling to my whole body. It wasn’t perfume or cosmetics. Thinking back, it was more like a strangely arousing body odor.
“…Sniff, sniff.”
It smelled just like this.
“Uhh, uhhng…”
I buried my face in Park Eun-ji’s chest as she let out a small moan. I pressed my face into her neck, breathing in deeply and exhaling over and over.
“Hhhp, haaah…”
“Hng… Hhaaang…”
My hand kept exploring. It crawled up over her breast like climbing a hill.
“Ah…”
“Ha, haang…♥”
It was hard. So firm that it didn’t feel like it belonged to such a soft breast.
“…You like it when I touch you that much?”
It was her nipple. I didn’t know how big it normally was, but right now it was swollen to the size of a pinky nail, proudly showing off its hardness. I recalled something I’d seen before about how to touch someone.
…Then I pinched her nipple between my thumb and index finger.
“…Kyahh!”
Her hips jerked up. Her shoulders lifted halfway before dropping back down.
“Haa…”
The fact that her nipple was erect. The fact that Park Eun-ji was turned on—it made me excited all over again.
“Hhhng…”
Maybe it was a man’s instinct. Or maybe it was proof that no matter how old you get, you’re still a kid at heart. I flipped the blanket up. Then I stuck my face under it, planning to bury it in the huge breast I was groping. And then I wanted to suck on her nipple. Like a little kid nursing, I wanted to be a child right now and take Park Eun-ji’s breast into my mouth.
“…Ah, nooo!!”
“Ah…”
All her pretending to sleep was instantly shattered. Park Eun-ji screamed at the top of her lungs and started fixing her clothes.
“…Why all of a sudden…?”
I was genuinely confused. She’d been acting like she was going to let me do everything, so why now…?
And in response to my question, Park Eun-ji stayed silent, frantically pulling the blanket over herself.
“…Ah, no…”
“What?”
“No, fuck… If I say no, then just… know that it’s no…”
It was like serving up a perfectly cooked meal only for her to flip the entire table.
“What the fuck… So you’re saying it’s fine as long as you got off alone?”
“F-Fuck…? Did you just say ‘fuck’ to me…?”
“What the fuck do you mean, you fucking bitch.”
“Ha, haha… You, fuck… Kim Do-hyun… Y-You crazy bastard!”
Frustration surged through me. Even so… I’d been so close to the finish line, and now my insides were twisting with even more irritation.