Chapter 97
Chapter 97
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Shower Booth
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Both of us, perhaps imagining what was about to happen soon, walked faster than usual.
But recalling that anticipation and the blowjob from earlier, my dick wouldn't go down, making it hard to walk.
Right now, with the surroundings dark, it was fine. But once we entered a street lined with streetlights, the bulge sticking out over my pants would definitely be visible.
It was an awkward situation to suggest taking a break.
While thinking about what to do, I suddenly noticed Yoon Hye-yoon's crossbody bag swaying with each step.
That might just work.
"Hey, Hye-yoon. Want to swap bags for a bit?"
"Huh? Why all of a sudden?"
"You'll see if you look down here."
I lowered my head and pointed downward with my finger.
Yoon Hye-yoon followed my finger with her gaze.
The moment she saw my pants, she gave an awkward smile.
"I knew it... Once wasn't enough, huh? But there's nowhere around to do it now. We'll be home soon anyway..."
"That's why I suggested swapping bags. A crossbody should cover it somehow."
"Oh! Yeah, that makes sense. Let's try it."
I handed her my backpack and slung the crossbody over my shoulder.
Adjusting the position with my forearm and adding some weight to it got the job done, more or less.
"How's it look? Okay?"
"Yeah. As long as no one's staring hard, it should be fine."
"Good. Let's get going again."
"Sure."
We left the park and entered the alley lined with one-room apartments.
It wasn't even 8 PM yet, so plenty of people were out and about.
No one would pay us any mind, but the thought of someone giving us a weird look still made my heart race for no reason.
We soon arrived at the building. We took the elevator to the fifth floor, and she followed me out.
I naturally headed to Yoon Hye-yoon's door.
Stepping aside a bit in hopes she'd open it, she glanced toward my place instead.
With intense eyes and a firm tone, she made her desire clear.
"Tonight... I want to do it at your place, Woojin."
Come to think of it, I'd never hooked up with Yoon Hye-yoon in my room before.
This once should be fine.
"Got it. Hang on a sec."
I tried to remember if I'd cleaned up when I left, but I wasn't the type to leave things messy anyway, so I just unlocked the door.
"Come on in."
"Thanks. 'Scuse me."
I set my bag down on the desk first and sat on the floor.
She did the same, and we exchanged glances, sitting there quietly for a moment.
The mood was definitely heading that way, but it was unclear who should make the first move.
I knew what we were going to do, but getting there was the tricky part.
Should I suggest we shower first? Or just pounce on her now? Or maybe she'd pounce on me?
After a whirlwind of thoughts in that short time, I threw out a bold line.
"Wanna shower together?"
"Huh...? Together!?"
"If we do it separately, it'll take forever... Plus, we can scrub each other's backs."
It sounded like something out of a public bathhouse, but whatever.
As long as the message got across—get naked already—it was all good.
"Uh... y-yeah... Sounds good."
Yoon Hye-yoon hesitated for a second before agreeing.
I inwardly cheered and stood up first.
Hearing footsteps behind me, I flicked on the bathroom light.
Standing at the entrance, I stripped off my shirt as I spoke.
"No good place to put clothes inside, so we gotta strip out here first. No hangers or anything."
Thinking about it, she lived right next door, so the layout was identical.
Maybe I didn't need to say it, but Yoon Hye-yoon started undressing right away anyway.
I stared intently.
"Why are you staring like that? It's embarrassing."
"'Cause you're pretty. If your skin was all saggy and your tits were flat, then yeah."
"Don't say it like that..."
She seemed bothered by my words, checking out her own breasts and waist.
Even after seeing each other naked and having sex multiple times, she was still shy.
It made me a little sad thinking that bashfulness would fade with time.
"You're pretty, Hye-yoon. Come on in."
Click.
The door shut, and it really hit me—we were alone in this tiny space.
The mirror reflected bright white light off our bodies, making her skin gleam even more.
Especially the tops of her breasts.
"Come here."
My place was decent enough to have a separate shower booth.
But it was tiny—maybe a third of the bathroom. Barely enough room for two people to move.
I twisted the shower knob to adjust the temperature.
Once hot water started flowing, I aimed it right at Yoon Hye-yoon's chest.
"I showered not long ago... Just get me wet for now. You go first, Woojin."
"Yeah? Then wash me."
"Okay. Hand me the showerhead."
I half-expected her to dodge, but she accepted it readily.
I turned my back to her, and she started splashing water on it.
A moment later, my back glistened slick with water. She tugged lightly at my arm.
"Turn around now. Nngh..."
As I spun, my fully erect dick smacked hard against her hip.
I didn't stop there, prodding her firm belly a couple times to assert its presence.
Forgetting to even rinse herself, she stared straight at my cock, eyes locked.
"Seeing it in the light makes it feel new?"
"Oh! Y-yeah. It's... big. Bigger than in the park."
Her fingers brushed lightly against it.
I could feel her burning desire to touch it, but I played dumb and said,
"Wet down the front too, and lather it up with body wash."
"Okay."
She squirted some body wash and pressed both hands to my chest.
Carefully rubbing my shoulders and armpits to build up foam.
She washed from my arms down to every finger.
Then her hands drifted lower toward my lower body.
As she scrubbed my thighs, bending over seemed tough, so Yoon Hye-yoon squatted down.
Her head at chin level standing, right under my cock when sitting.
The height difference was insanely hot.
Soon my body was covered in white foam, and her hands moved to my dick.
Like she was saving the best for last.
Squelch, squelch...
Of all my body parts, she spent the most time on my cock.
But when she showed no sign of letting go even after a while, I squirted some body wash into my palm.
Rubbed my hands together, then cupped her breasts.
They twitched as I circled them.
Flicking her nipples midway through drew a pleased moan.
"Hnnng... What're you doing... Haaah!"
"Can't just stand there taking it—that'd be boring. Plus, washing together like this is nice."
"True, but... Hnngh!"
I'd noticed her nipples hardening the moment she started stroking my dick.
She was turned on by the situation too.
I focused my fingers on her nipples, teasing them. In retaliation, she sped up on my cock.
"Haah...! Uhhaat♡ Why so obsessive... Not there...!"
The moans echoed in the narrow booth.
Steam billowed thick from the hot water, ramping up the lewd atmosphere.
A moment later, feeling it build in my dick, I kept my left hand teasing while dropping my right lower.
No matter how sensitive her nipples were, it was nothing compared to her pussy.
I planned to rub her there too.
Dense pubic hair covered the plump mound.
Neatly trimmed into an inverted triangle.
She always kept it nice, sparking my curiosity enough to ask,
"You've got pubes here. They're trimmed pretty—do you maintain them? Or natural?"
"Wha— Hnngh... Why ask that...!"
"Answer me, and I'll make you feel even better. Now and later."
No way she'd refuse in this state.
She hesitated, but the overflowing pleasure won out, and she spilled the secret.
"Hnnngh...♡ Once or twice... a week... I trim with a razor."
"For real? I wanna see that sometime. Possible?"
"Why would I show you...!"
"You're just tidying the ones sticking out, right? Won't take long."
"It's not about that..."
Instead of answering, I slipped my hand between her thighs.
Something slick and unknown coated it.
Slightly sticky, viscous—definitely her juices.
"So you don't want to?"
"Nngh...!"
I pulled my hand from her pussy lips, and she clamped her thighs tight around it in protest.
Why did she have to be so damn cute with everything she did?
It drove me crazy every time.
I rubbed her entrance at a pace matching her strokes on my dick.
Her overheated body signaled climax was near—her hips trembled, her hand slowing visibly.
"Faster with your hand. I'm about to cum."
"Ahaaaang♡ Me too, faster...!"
A wet sound louder than the shower poured from below.
The lewd squelch of my hand on her pussy.
Her hips tried to buck away, but I pursued relentlessly, fingers working.
Feeling my cock throb, I shot my load onto her belly.
Spurt, splurt...! Spuuurt...! Splurt!
"Hnnngh...♡ Kyaahaang...! Nngh... Hnnngh..."
Even as she came, she kept her hand moving a bit, milking more pleasure from me.
Likewise, she stroked my shaft and glans, squeezing out the last drops from my urethra.
A moment later, coming back to my senses, the booth was thick with steam.
Any longer and we'd pass out from the dizziness.
"Let's... get out for now."
"Yeaah..."
We still had foam on us, but that could wait.
Breathing steady and calming down came first.
I lowered the toilet lid and sat on it.
Then patted my thighs, calling her over.
"Sit here and rest. You must be wiped."
"Oh... Yeah. Kinda dizzy."
As she straddled me, my dick slipped right into her ass crack.
Residual body wash made everything slippery.
I rocked my hips a little, savoring it.
"Hnn... Ngh...! Hah..."
Her breathing quickened.
Unable to hold back anymore, she turned and called my name.
"Woojin."
"Yeah?"
"Hurry and rinse off. Let's get out."
No idiot in the world would miss that meaning.