Chapter 115
Chapter 115
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Heart Bush
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Come to think of it, last time I complimented her pubic hair, saying it was pretty, and asked if it was natural.
Back then, Yoon Hye-yoon had said she shaved about twice a week.
I'd casually mentioned that I wanted to see it, and it looked like she'd kept that in mind.
"You gonna show me?"
Nod, nod.
Yoon Hye-yoon nodded silently without a word.
Maybe she'd been stimulated by seeing Shin Ayoung earlier—she seemed even more proactive than before.
"Take off your pants."
"Before that... there's something I want to say."
"What is it?"
"Shin Ayoung calls you 'Oppa,' and you use casual speech with her too. Why not with me...?"
Yoon Hye-yoon looked up at me with anxious eyes.
I'd been planning to suggest dropping the formalities anyway, but she'd brought it up first.
"Should we drop the formal speech and talk comfortably?"
"Yes. Call me however you want, nice and close. Woojin op...pa."
"Got it. You call me casually too."
"Hehe... okay."
Yoon Hye-yoon beamed, stroking her hair repeatedly.
Then, looking shy, she handed me her pouch.
"You want me to do it for you?"
"Yeah..."
I approached her, wrapping my left arm around her waist and caressing her firm stomach.
Abs that were just the right amount—not overdone, perfect to look at.
I traced over her muscles and straight navel, slowly moving upward.
Soon, my hand reached the taut fabric holding up her soft mound.
When I kneaded it firmly, a faint moan escaped her.
"Hng... Hm... Haa..."
I slipped my hand behind to unhook her bra.
Grabbing her bare flesh with one hand made her breathing quicken and her body twitch more.
Unable to hold back any longer, she grabbed my hand and guided it into her pants.
"Do my bottom too..."
Leaning into me, Yoon Hye-yoon seemed to be saying she trusted me completely with whatever I did.
I slid my right hand into her pants.
Rubbing her hips and lower abdomen, I gradually moved lower.
"Hyaat... Ung."
The bulging mound felt through her panties. Pressing hard, I could feel the soft, fluffy hairs.
"Uhng... Right there..."
"You like it here?"
"Yesss..."
To touch directly, I slipped my hand inside her panties.
I tugged lightly at her pubic hair and asked,
"But why do you shave around here?"
"Well... it doesn't look good otherwise."
"I think pubes are hot. Do you really have to?"
"They get all curly and stick out everywhere. It just doesn't look pretty."
"So you only trim the outer parts to make them neat?"
"Yeah..."
The soft hairs gathered in an inverted triangle in the center, and short, prickly ones on the outer surface.
For a week without trimming, they'd grown quite a bit.
"What about waxing or something?"
"I don't like going completely bare. And showing it to someone else... that's even worse."
"But twice a week must be annoying, right?"
"It's fine—just tidying the strays. The hard part is shaping it without messing up."
I pulled her closer and lowered my hand further.
Covering the hair with my palm, I extended my fingers to touch her clit.
"Nghut...! Can't you trim the hair first?"
"It loosens up better if I do this first—makes it easier to shave."
"There's no hair around the entrance, though...!"
"Good is good. Stay still."
With familiar motions, I easily peeled back the hood.
Her clit was already hard.
Rubbing it clockwise, I asked her,
"So, you're gonna show me how you trim your pubes today?"
"You can do it for me, oppa. Or I can..."
Two options popped into my head at her words.
1. Watch Yoon Hye-yoon spread her legs in front of a mirror and tidy her bush.
2. Shave her from the front and watch her embarrassed face.
Both were enough to get me hard just imagining them.
After agonizing over which to pick, I decided to do both.
"You demonstrate first, Hye-yoon. Then I'll do the rest."
"Eh...? Ung."
Calling her by name made her lips twitch upward.
Shin Ayoung was like that, and so was Yoon Hye-yoon—they really loved being called by name.
Meanwhile, her clit had fully swollen.
I spun it faster, ramping up the stimulation.
"Ha... Oppa, that feels good... just like that...!"
"Tell me if you're about to cum."
"O...kay."
Practically embracing her as I teased, her reactions transmitted straight to me.
I could tell she was close even without her saying it.
"Hnnng... I'm gonna... gonna cum, so faster..."
The moment I felt her thighs twist and her hips thrust forward, she announced her climax.
I rubbed her clit even faster, and soon her body shuddered as she came.
"Uhnnng...♡ Hnng... Hng..."
While she rode out the pleasure, I slyly tugged her pants down.
Her white panties, slightly stained.
Grabbing the waistband and pulling down stretched a sticky thread.
Revealing her snowy-white lower body at the same time.
Stroking her bush, I said,
"Shall we get started?"
"Yess..."
She turned toward the bathroom, but I grabbed her arm to stop her and pointed at the bed.
"No place to sit in there anyway. Let's just do it here."
"Huh? But shaving drops hairs everywhere."
"Not much anyway—put a towel down below. Plus, it's easier to see here."
At my firm words, she obediently perched on the bed.
I handed her a towel; she spread it under her butt and parted her legs.
I sat on the floor so her pussy faced me directly.
Leaning in close to inspect.
"Pretty pussy. All slick and wet too."
"Th-that's 'cause you touched it earlier, oppa."
"Then do the left side yourself. I'll do the right."
"Okay."
Yoon Hye-yoon applied shaving cream along the outer edges.
Like drawing a line between bush and skin.
Once covered, she picked up the razor.
"First time shaving pubes, so explain as you go. How does it work?"
"Huh? You just shave... Kinda like shaving your beard, oppa."
"Beard is beard, pussy is pussy. What if you nick it?"
"O-okay. Listen closely then?"
"Spread your legs more."
"Okay."
She pushed the central bush aside with her left hand.
Leaning forward to give me a good view.
"Don't shave the middle first—press it down so the blade doesn't touch."
"Gather the pubes, got it?"
"Yes. Then glide the razor slowly over the skin."
With that, she moved her hand.
Brown short hairs shaved off with the white cream.
She bent her head low, sculpting like an artist with intense focus.
That was hot in itself, but what turned me on more was right in front.
The tight line of her slit, clenched as if gripping hard.
Whenever Yoon Hye-yoon exhaled to relax, the hole would part slightly too, breathing out.
"Um... oppa?"
"Yeah... why?"
"You watching properly?"
"Yeah. I am."
"But your eyes are looking down..."
She covered her pussy with her hand.
After all we'd done, what was the point of covering now?
"Just checking if there's hair around the entrance."
"Told you there's none...! If you shave weird, you're in for it."
"Then I'll make it bald as can be. Bald pussy."
"No way."
"Just kidding. Hand me the razor—I'll do the rest."
I took the razor and stood up.
Cleared the central bush like she did, sprayed more cream.
"Stomach's so firm, but down here's soft."
"I'm not fat."
"Not what I meant—just saying."
After spreading evenly, as I brought the razor to her skin, a fun idea hit me.
"But does it have to be this shape?"
"Isn't this the prettiest? Neat and clean."
"What about a heart shape?"
"Huh...?"
She yelped in high pitch, totally caught off guard, grabbing my arm to pull me away from her mound.
"No no, what are you saying? A heart? That's...!"
"You're not showing anyone else anyway."
"W-well, true..."
"Not to friends, not at the bathhouse. Just you and me know."
"..."
"Think of it as our little secret. A heart would be super hot."
The words "our little secret" hooked her—she pondered seriously.
I traced a heart over her bush while waiting, and soon she spoke.
"A-alright. No one but you will see it anyway. You have to keep it secret, okay?"
"Obviously."
"Really, no telling anyone?"
"Why would I tell? It'll be our secret."
Reassured, Yoon Hye-yoon spread her legs again.
I eyed the bush volume and got to work.
Inverted triangle base, so trim the sides... scoop the top in too.
Scrape, scrape...
"Don't twitch. You'll mess up the shape."
"First time someone else is doing it... feels weird."
"Bear with it."
Moments later, I'd crafted a perfect heart.
"There, all done."
"Ah, okay."
She looked down at her mound.
But cream everywhere hid it well.
"Wash it off first and check. Bathroom mirror's there."
"Got it."
We headed straight to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Warm water rinsed away the gunk, revealing the heart-shaped bush.
Soggy from the water, but the outline was clear.
"Dry it with the blow dryer and it'll look pretty. Like it?"
"Ugh... I'll die of embarrassment every time I look in the mirror."
"No choice now. Gotta get used to it."
"So irresponsible."
"I think it's pretty."
She stared intently into the mirror before murmuring,
"You really like it?"
"Yeah. Super hot."
"Th-then... compared to Shin Ayoung's, which do you like more?"
"Huh...?"
I let out a dumbfounded sound.
Never expected Yoon Hye-yoon to ask that—I froze without an immediate answer.
She pouted and turned away.
"You did this to me and..."
"No, it's not that. Shin Ayoung's completely bare, so no comparison."
"Huh...? Bare?"
"Not sure if waxed, but she's had no hair from the start."
Just some fine fuzz here and there—probably born with bald pussy genes.
"But right now, your heart bush is hotter."
Saying that, I slipped my hand into her pussy.