Chapter 75 Friendship Handjob (5)
Chapter 75 Friendship Handjob (5)
I placed my index and middle fingers on her clit, gently rubbing it as I spoke.
"......So, are we doing this?"
"We're already doing it, aren't we!"
Chae-young snapped, clearly irritated that I was teasing her—rubbing her clit just enough to stoke her arousal but not enough to give her any real relief.
I knew she wasn't inexperienced, but her body was tense like a virgin's, so I stroked her clit more tenderly. I even licked the nape of her neck.
The strength drained from Chae-young's body as she slumped against me, still perched on my lap. I suppressed the overwhelming urge to devour her right then and there and spoke with deliberate seriousness.
"This is nothing. When I really get going, I go way harder than this."
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?"
"......."
I hesitated, unable to bring myself to describe the cruel things I'd done to Second Mother.
Chae-young, impatient with my silence, tugged at my hand and asked,
"What... like, are you into S&M or something?"
"Something like that."
I resumed stroking her pussy gently as I continued.
"So you're saying you like spanking, dirty talk... that kind of thing?"
"I don't like it... it just ends up happening."
"Hmm..."
"......."
Chae-young seemed to finally take my words seriously, falling silent for a moment as she processed them.
But then—
"So what? What's the big deal?"
She grinned at me, her expression the epitome of a spoiled rich girl who'd never known hardship—lucky enough to be born the daughter of a mid-tier company president, blessed with a face and body that turned heads. That carefree, mocking look of hers was oddly comforting.
"Eun-woo, I know you. You're not the type to actually hit a girl, right? You just like rough sex, that's all, isn't it?"
"......Well, yeah, but it's more intense than that. And it lasts a long time."
"Hey, hey! Enough! Friendship handjobs don't come with all that baggage. If you wanna go rough, go rough! And honestly? Sounds great that you last long."
I was stunned into silence by how effortlessly Chae-young accepted the dark urges I'd been desperately suppressing.
Had the weight I'd been punishing myself over all this time really been so simple?
But thinking about it, she was right.
As long as I wasn't using this power to torment anyone—as long as I was just satisfying my own needs while giving pleasure to the woman involved—was it really so wrong?
"You really overthink the weirdest things. It's just a sexual preference, isn't it? Unless you're into animals or kids or something, who cares?"
"Y-yeah, I guess."
Of course, it wasn't that simple.
The power I had to enthrall women was clearly something supernatural, something that defied the natural order.
But this wasn't sex—it was a friendship handjob.
And Chae-young was someone who, even if I did something a little extreme during sex, would accept it without question because we were just "friends."
That alone was melting away my guilt.
Even if I ravaged Chae-young's body without mercy—
It wouldn't be like my father brainwashing a woman. This was just two friends having fun.
And my ability? It only heightened the excitement of our little arrangement.
"Not gonna do it?"
"No, I am."
Either way, I couldn't go home like this with a hard-on.
If I did, I'd still be erect by morning.
I knew from experience.
I resumed moving my fingers, which had paused for a moment.
Chae-young wasn't as sensitive as Fourth Mother—whose pussy was practically useless—but her responsiveness was decent. She quickly rewarded me with the kind of moans I liked and came almost immediately.
But I wasn't satisfied with just one orgasm. I kept pleasuring her, coaxing her legs to spread wide, her toes curling taut.
"Haah, hnnngh, haaaaah......"
Chae-young, usually so quick with her teasing remarks, was completely at my mercy now, powerless to do anything but take it.
But she still wasn't satisfied.
I could tell just from her eyes.
She wanted something thicker than my fingers inside her.
I knew that, but instead of giving her what she wanted, I buried my face between her thighs.
"W-wait—! Wh-why are you licking the—!"
I forced her thighs apart despite her attempts to clamp them shut in embarrassment.
My unusually rough behavior surprised her at first, but she soon laughed and spread her legs as I wanted.
I inhaled the scent of her pussy.
Since we'd gone straight to business after the drinking party, I expected her to smell a little off from not washing properly—
But there was nothing like that.
A faint, musky scent of sweat and urine wafted from her slit, but to someone like me—confident in my pussy-eating skills—it was practically gourmet.
"Then I'll eat you out."
I tugged her panties down.
Chae-young's body stiffened, as if ashamed to have her bare pussy on display.
"Mmm."
But she'd already agreed, and even if she hadn't, I wouldn't have stopped.
The swollen lips peeking from her gray panties looked ready to burst.
The usual bravado of the school's top delinquent girl was gone, replaced by a mix of shame and anticipation as she gripped my shoulders tightly.
Without hesitation, I dove in.
"W-wait...! Eun-woo, that's... ah!"
The moment the tip of my nose touched her damp entrance, Chae-young's hips jerked.
A sweet, primal scent—both fishy and intoxicating—wafted from her flushed folds.
I flicked my tongue out, lightly tapping her erect clit.
"Hnnnnnngh—!"
An adorable moan burst from Chae-young's lips.
Though it was just one touch, her body trembled against my tongue as if electrocuted.
I smirked in satisfaction.
This was on a whole other level from using my fingers. With no joints to restrict me, my tongue could move in ways no normal man's could, licking and sucking at her pussy with unnatural precision.
"What's wrong, Chae-young? What'll you do if you cum already? We're just getting started."
I looked up at her with a wicked grin.
She might've been the office princess, parachuted into the factory from headquarters to boss people around for no reason, but right now, her eyes were glazed over, pupils unfocused as they wandered aimlessly.
I buried my face in her pussy again. This time, I dragged my entire tongue from bottom to top, sliding through her wet slit.
Sluuurp, chop—.
"Mmm, delicious. A real delicacy."
"Ah, ahh! Aaaah! Y-you're crazy?! Why are you tasting it?! Why are you... haa, haaah!"
My tongue, honed by my time with my mothers, was in a league of its own.
I knew instinctively where to lick to make a woman gush, what pace would make her lose her mind.
I pushed my tongue deep inside her, the hot, tight walls clamping down on it relentlessly.
Curling my tongue like a hook, I scraped against her upper walls.
Chae-young's juices gushed out like a waterfall, drenching my chin.
Schlop, schloooop, sluurp—!
"Stop, stop...! I actually drank too much earlier, I've been holding it in!"
"Then piss. Right into my mouth."
I said it half to keep the mood, half terrified she might actually do it.
My unusually firm tone surprised her.
"Then there's no problem now, right? I'll keep eating."
"N-no, wait a sec—nnngh—!"
Chae-young grabbed fistfuls of my hair, bucking her hips. Though she screamed for me to stop, her pussy pressed insistently against my mouth, begging for more.
I sealed my lips around her clit and sucked hard, like a vacuum. At the same time, I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her inner thighs.
Despite her constant complaints about how much her legs hurt from walking up to the factory every day, Chae-young's thighs were impressively toned.
"Haaaaaaah—!!"
Chae-young's back arched like a bow.
Her toes curled rigidly as she let out a ragged scream, gushing a hot fountain of fluid straight into my mouth.
The warm, briny liquid filled my mouth.
Thankfully, it wasn't urine.
Just delicious, fragrant arousal.
I swallowed every last drop.
Then, just as I often did with Fourth Mother, I held some in my mouth and moved to force-feed it back to Chae-young through a kiss.
Her face—usually sharp and intimidating, perfect for a delinquent—was now slack and dazed, so weak-looking she'd probably lose a fight to the school's biggest loser right now.