CH 5.3

Even though the texture felt under my hand was the genitals of a man like me, it didn’t make me feel repulsed. Yeon Woojeong was right. If it was Yeon Woojeong who grabbed his dick and panted while I was sleeping, that wouldn’t be dirty. He was a prosecutor, smart, and different from someone like me, so what he did now wasn’t a bad thing. He was aroused under me. I made Yeon Woojeong like this.

When I grabbed stronger, Yeon Woojeong lightly grimaced. I moved my fingers slowly while examining his face. As I touched it, I was not satisfied with the feel of the fabric. When I moved my fingers to the waistband, Yeon Woojeong slowly took off his underwear.

I breathed in. The genitalia, which was half erect between the strong thighs, was slightly bent upwards, but even that suited him just as it should have been. Yeon Woojeong was colored pale too here. I looked at it as if possessed, and I began to reach out.

“You should take them off too.”

His voice was soft, but his tone was like ordering. He was confident and arrogant even though he was naked without even a single piece of cloth.

I took off and tossed the T-shirt. As I completely took off the pants and underwear, I got in the same boat as him. However, I couldn’t be as confident as Yeon Woojeong. Because I never thought that someone would see my body like this. I wanted to cover Yeon Woojeong’s eyes, which were looking intently at my body. When I reached out my hand and grabbed Yeon Woojeong’s shaky genitals, he grabbed my arm and raised his leg over my thigh.

His member and mine met. It was a completely different stance than I expected. It felt like it throbbed down there. Yeon Woojeong was too close.

Yeon Woojeong gathered the touching genitals in one hand. As the tips rubbed, another thrill different from when it was touched with hands caressed my body. I heard a laugh. When I looked up, he was laughing at me.

“Have you ever touched yourself?”

“…”

“How do you touch it when you’re doing it alone?”

All the questions from his mouth were nonsense. As I put my hand over Yeon Woojeong’s and swiped it up and down to shut him up, his laughter deepened.

His penis struck against mine. My mouth was watering as I looked at the reddish tip and the slightly seen balls. My body burned with pleasure every time I stroked it, but this wasn’t what I wanted. I pushed Yeon Woojeong with the other hand. I put my hand on the side of his head and lifted my back. The swollen glans rubbed against his scrotum to the tip.

Yeon Woojeong was under me, looking up at me. The genitals were rubbed roughly. My gaze went between Yeon Woojeong’s legs.

The place I had never thought about. Can I put it there? I imagined burying my thing inside Yeon Woojeong’s hole. I got goosebumps. What kind of face would Yeon Woojeong make?

I cut in between the closed legs. The smooth flesh under the scrotum and the gap further down between the open legs. I slid down my genitalia that way. As soon as I lifted my waist up and pressed the scrotum, Yeon Woojeong closed his legs.

When I looked up, he slanted up his lips. He looked like he was in trouble. I was in a hurry, but the action was delayed, so it made me impatient. When I grabbed his knee, Yeon Woojeong finally opened his mouth.

“Actually, that is not my cup of tea.”

“You don’t even ask about my preference.”

“Do you even have your preference fixed?”

“Are you afraid?”

I was sure Yeon Woojeong would never give this place to anyone. Therefore, I got greedy. I don’t think there will be only one woman for Yeon Woojeong. If he lost his virginity when he was young, how many women crossed paths with him? Who was the woman who got his first? Just thinking about it made my blood boil.

I didn’t want to be merely some nth-number he passed by. I wanted to leave my trace in a place no one thought about stepping on or seeing. 

Yeon Woojeong played with his brows and smirked at my provocation.

“I like anything new, so what you want is not bad. But…”

“What?”

“You really don’t like it? I’ll take care of you—more than what you can imagine…”

Yeon Woojeong’s hand traced my chest down. His fingertips subtly grazed my genitalia, which was completely erect on my stomach.

“It’ll be good.”

He whispered vulgarly. Casting down his eyes, as if he had planned it.

How many women have been coaxed into this? I removed Yeon Woojeong’s hand. He let out a sigh.

“I told you I hate it. Dirty.”

“Ahh.”

He once again heaved a sigh as though he really regretted it. Yeon Woojeong grabbed my shoulders and slowly pushed me. As I stayed still in wonder of his scheme, he said,

“What about the condom?”

“…”

“Are you going to thrust without a condom? What bad sex etiquette.”

As I let myself get pushed after hearing his teasing tone, he opened the bedside drawer and took out something. One was a condom, one was a bottle with transparent liquid. It said gel on the surface.

When I only looked at him quietly, he bobbed his head.

“Sit down.”

I sat down with my back leaning on the headboard as he instructed, and Yeon Woojeong climbed on top of me. He opened the condom packet and slowly covered my member. The slippery and tight feel was weird, but I paid attention in order to remember Yeon Woojeong’s touch.

When he finished putting on the condom, he tapped on my thing and then let it go. After that, he took the bottle, opened the lid, and poured it into his hand. The transparent gel spilled on his fingers. Yeon Woojeong brought his hand behind him.

“Touch it.”

He ordered, looking down at me. Following Yeon Woojeong’s hand, I also put my hand on his rear. Slippery fingers were rubbing against the opening. It was hot around there. The flesh was soft, but it was kind of hard to believe that a penis could be put inside.

I felt Yeon Woojeong’s finger pushed against the gap and went inside. I fumbled around his knuckle. After grabbing my shoulder with a hand, Yeon Woojeong leaned his head.

The finger went outside and then broke in again. Yeon Woojeong looked down at me with a calm face. The bland face, in which no excitement could be noticed, rather made the swollen penis throb. His genitalia rubbed on my chest. As I carefully grabbed his member with my other hand, the corners of his mouth curled up.

“Hand.”

When I reached out my hand, which was touching his rear, Yeon Woojeong poured the gel. The liquid flowed down on my fingers.

“Put it in, slowly.”

After swallowing the dry saliva, I went down the mound and pierced the gap where Yeon Woojeong’s finger entered. It was more narrow and warm than I thought. Faint wrinkles formed between his brows as I clashed with Yeon Woojeong’s finger and shoved it inside. My heart thumped at that small change. I was touching his first now.

Yeon Woojeong’s finger moved slowly inside the cramped space. I slowly followed his finger. I followed him, crooked my finger, and pushed the wall. I felt a tightening twitch. Thanks to that, Yeon Woojeong’s hand and mine stuck close.

“Touch and suck it. I need to relax so that I can get loose down there too.”

“Are you nervous?”

“The body. My posture is uncomfortable.”

Yeon Woojeong grumbled. I wanted to swallow the voice he let out. It hit me that… Yeon Woojeong was trying to give me his first by doing this far. Why I wonder. It didn’t matter what the reason was. I didn’t have the time to even think about it.

I slowly stroked Yeon Woojeong’s penis and brought my lips to the slightly swollen nipple. I sucked it slightly as Yeon Woojeong did, and scratched the skin, trying to bite it. I was curious if he liked it. When I looked up, the eyes looking down at me narrowed a bit.

“Haah…”

At the same time as Yeon Woojeong exhaled a languid breath, his finger pressed down my fingertip hard and scratched the inside. I stuck out my tongue, licking the nipple, and stroked around the tip with my thumb. Then, it felt like the tight inside loosened up slightly.

I shoved my finger deep even before he moved. The flesh inside contracted and tightened on my finger. Yeon Woojeong’s abdomen turned tense. Does he like it? I wanted to open his head and see all the things he was feeling now.

I used my teeth and bit the nipple. Ah. A brief groan flowed out and Yeon Woojeong’s body leaned forward. I put more strength in my hand holding his member, and bent my finger, hooking his inner wall. A clear liquid leaked out of Yeon Woojeong’s member. 

The fingers bumped into each other inside Yeon Woojeong’s hole. His fingertip rubbed here and there, and I chose the places untouched by his finger and pushed there. At some point, the wet sound reverberated and the tight inside loosened up softly. Yeon Woojeong shook his hip. I followed that movement, stroking his thing up.