If I had to describe it, we were in a lull right now.
Even though Park Eun-ji's hand was still gripping my hair, the subtle force of it made my scalp tingle.
"Lick, lick-lick."
"Hng, hh… ha, haaah…."
Park Eun-ji reacted to the flickering of my tongue.
Those lewd moans told me she absolutely didn't hate what I was doing.
For some reason, that gave me confidence, and I moved my tongue even more dynamically.
"Hh, hh, haaak…!♥"
Instead of the timid lapping from before, my tongue now dragged slowly up the inside of her thigh.
"Ah, ah, fffuck… haah, hhuup!"
I spread my saliva over the soft, tender flesh of her inner thigh.
Her skin glistened with spit, and the faint tremors of her quivering thigh transmitted straight to my tongue.
And judging by the way her grip on my hair—the same hand that had been roughly tugging at me—was slowly loosening, her mind must've been in a similar state.
"Haa, ha… hng, hh, haaah…."
The world flipped upside down.
My body, which had been lying on its side, followed Park Eun-ji's motion and tipped forward.
"...Smooch, smooch… lick."
"Ha, hng… ah, Kim Do-hyun… you bastard…."
My lower half felt a little uncomfortable with my erect dick pressing against it.
But the sight before me quickly made me forget all about that discomfort.
"...Gulp."
Her thighs splayed open like a frog's.
And between those thighs lay delicate petals that stole my gaze.
...I hesitated.
Was it really okay for me to lick that with my tongue?
The situation was clearly different from before.
She knew I was licking her body like this now.
There was no way she didn't realize my gaze was fixed on her most intimate place.
And yet, she gave no real resistance.
On the contrary, the hand that had been gripping my hair fell limply to the bed.
Thud—
Her hand dropped lifelessly onto the mattress.
Then, Park Eun-ji sprawled out on the bed.
"Ah…."
She lay on her back, exposing her stomach to me.
Not that I took this as some sign of submission, or that she had surrendered like a bitch in heat—no such ridiculous thoughts crossed my mind.
But regardless, my lower stomach twitched.
Above her thick pussy lips, the distinct lines of her abs formed a sharp "11," asserting their presence.
Her slightly protruding lower belly added to the three-dimensional allure.
It looked chewy, like sticky rice cake.
The urge to touch that soft, supple skin, to knead it with my fingers, overwhelmed me.
"Ha, hng… hh, hhuuk…!"
Meanwhile, Park Eun-ji's ass twitched.
Her ass lifted slightly, making the bed creak faintly.
Then, with a squelch— another trickle of her juices leaked out.
I gulped repeatedly, staring blankly at her.
"Haa… you bastard, ha, ah, fuck… you little shit…."
She was calling for someone.
And there was no question who that someone was.
"...You… fuck… you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You goddamn little… haa, fuck… fuck…."
Her reactions were sharper than before.
She hurled rough curses at me between gritted teeth.
"...Hey, Kim Do-hyeon…."
"..."
This time, she called my name.
"...I, fuck… please, just… do something already…."
Her voice sounded strained.
There was even a hint of desperation in it.
And since I wasn't completely clueless, I quickly realized why Park Eun-ji was acting like this.
...Honestly, it'd be weirder if I didn't know.
Her pussy was still twitching, after all.
Her quivering lips fluttered as if enticing me.
"...Smooch, schlick… lick."
"Kya, kyahk!♥"
I pressed my lips against that delicious-looking pussy, and Park Eun-ji's body immediately shuddered violently.
"Haa! Ha, haaak!"
Her movements and reactions were more intense than ever.
She arched her back, lifting her ass high, using her hands and feet as support.
Her pussy pushed firmly against my face.
"Ngh, mmph…."
Her soft flesh melted against my lips.
The supple skin was slick with her sticky wetness.
Her back curved like a bow, and I marveled once again at her flexibility.
And the sweet taste of her juices filling my mouth was intoxicating.
Thud—
Her body collapsed back down.
Trembling all over.
Convulsing stomach.
Dripping juices.
Park Eun-ji's face.
Her expression was beyond words.
Tears streamed from her eyes.
Her twisted lips looked like they might reach her ears.
And from her slightly parted mouth, she called my name.
"...Ki, Kim Do-hyeon… Kim, Do, Do-hyeon…."
"Ah…."
Squirt— squirt—
Her juices gushed out.
You'd think I'd be used to seeing Park Eun-ji like this by now, but… not at all.
Far from getting used to it, the dick beneath me throbbed painfully, as if screaming in frustration.
"...Why?"
I felt like I was acting a little too nonchalant.
I leaned my ear closer to her face as she called for me.
"...Ah, hng...."
Park Eun-ji glared at me through half-lidded eyes.
Her gaze drifted from my face down to my dick, twitching impatiently.
"..."
Catching her breath, Park Eun-ji quietly closed her eyes.
Her eyelids looked deeply sunken.
"...Hey, Park Eun-ji."
"..."
No response, even when I called her name.
Only her spread legs and twitching lower belly betrayed her state.
"Huu…."
I crawled along the floor.
Slowly, carefully, I made my way between Park Eun-ji's legs.
"Haaa…."
As if this was where I belonged.
And in response, Park Eun-ji spread her legs even wider.
"..."
This was the first time Park Eun-ji had been beneath me.
Both physically and mentally.
It already felt novel.
Well, to be exact, it still didn't feel real.
"...Hey."
"..."
Park Eun-ji kept her lips tightly shut, refusing to respond.
"Huu, haaa…."
What was happening now—
And what was about to happen—there was no one here who didn't know.
Swoosh— swooosh—
I pressed my body even closer.
My erect dick pointed upward, so I had to grab it and angle it downward.
"...Kya, kyahk!♥"
Her body jolted.
"Ha, haa…."
I couldn't hold back my own moans either.
"Ah, aah… hha, ha, haaah…."
The tip of my dick brushed against her quivering lips.
The vibrations and tremors transmitted directly to me.
Squelch—
Her juices dripped onto the head, making it slick.
Then, if I just pushed my hips forward—
My dick would slide right into that tight hole I'd been licking just moments ago.
The dizzying thought made my vision blur.
Throb— throb—
"Ah, aaaah—!!"
The elastic flesh wrapped around the tip.
My body leaned forward, as if pulled in.
My dick felt like it was about to plunge deep inside any second.
"Kya, kyaaaaak—!!"
Our bodies pressed together.
Our chests touched.
Park Eun-ji's soft, plump boobs.
Pressed beneath me, I could feel a frantic heartbeat—whether hers or mine, I couldn't tell.
"...H, heavy… haa, fuck… I said it's heavy…."
The first insertion felt anticlimactic.
Well, to be precise, it wasn't even an insertion—just an attempt.
"Uh, s-sorry. Just a second… ah, this…."
My hand reached down again.
I'd simulated this moment countless times in my head, thinking it might happen someday.
Of course, reality was nothing like my imagination.
"...Y, you fucking… move your heavy hips already…."
I didn't hate the feeling of Park Eun-ji's boobs against me.
...In other words, I didn't want to pull away.
"Yeah, sorry… just a second, it'll be done soon…."
"Ah, noo, you bastard! I, I can't breathe—!!"
Park Eun-ji, pinned beneath me, shouted.
She tried pushing my face and shoulders away, but her words didn't register in my ears.
"...Done. Haa, huu…."
"Ha, haaaah—!"
Once again, the tip rubbed against her entrance.
Even though only the head was touching her, I could confidently say I'd never felt anything this good in my life.
"Yaaah—! Kim Do-hyeon, you bastard—!!"
More meaningless screaming.
"Haa, ha… hng…."
"Hey! Are you fucking deaf?!"
It was useless. No matter how much she yelled, there was no stopping what was about to happen.
It felt amazing.
I could confidently say this was the greatest pleasure I'd ever experienced.
"...Hey, Park Eun-ji… your pussy tastes fucking amazing?"
"Y, you crazy bastard!!"
I wasn't even fully inside yet.
Only the tip had caught on her tight entrance.
Thud— thud—
Fists pounded against me.
I bowed my head and took the hits skillfully.
It was bearable.
A little pain like this wasn't enough to stop me.
"I, I heard the door open just now!!"
Her words sent chills down my spine.
"...W, what?"
"What do you mean 'what'?! Fuck! Get off me right now!!"
If the front door had opened, that meant my parents—who had left the house earlier—had returned.
But I couldn't bring myself to believe her.
No, more accurately, I didn't want to believe her.
Sure enough, my mom's voice calling my name echoed loudly through the house.