#66
“Ah…”
“Hehe…!”
Like rolling two candies around in his mouth.
Siwoo was playing with the twins’ nipples.
In truth, the act of sucking on nipples doesn’t give a man any pleasure.
But the pair of soft nipples rolling around on his tongue made him want to keep sucking them.
“Sis… it feels weird when your nipples keep bumping…”
“Your tongue… is so slippery…”
After about ten minutes of such frantic caresses.
The twins, who had been playful and bickering at first, had quieted down.
Their soft nipples had become as hard as if they could be tied with a string, and the giggling that had been ringing in his ears had turned into sighs filled with tension.
“Haa…”
“Aang…”
Even Siwoo knew what that was from.
Siwoo’s arms around the twins’ waists were gradually getting heavier, and it was clear that their legs were losing strength.
“Ah… ah…”
“Hi… Hiwoo…”
Each time a nipple brushed against a tongue, or the two adorable cherries pressed together and were crushed, the twins’ moans grew more intense with a strange allure.
To borrow a phrase from Odette, what had started as a lighthearted ‘game’ had, before they knew it, become serious for both the twins and Siwoo.
Then, Odile, watching Siwoo suckling at her breast with wet eyes, said,
It was a very frail voice, unlike her usual self.
“Assistant…”
“Yes, Odile.”
“Um… should we do yours with our mouths too, Assistant?”
“That’s right… we were going to give it as a gift, but this is unfair…”
Odette chimed in.
My dick had been swollen to the point of pain since earlier, so it was a welcome offer.
But today, I wanted to try controlling everything from start to finish.
The wind was blowing.
It was a wind that carried the scent of the sea.
The sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.
I was sitting on a bench in the park, watching the people passing by.
A young couple was walking hand in hand, laughing.
An old man was feeding the pigeons.
A child was running around, chasing a butterfly.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
The air was fresh and clean.
I felt at peace.
I opened my eyes and looked at the sea.
The waves were crashing against the shore.
The sound was soothing.
I smiled.
I was happy.
I was alive.
“I’m okay. This is actually kind of fun once you get into it.”
“Hrm… Hmmm… Well, if you insist…”
“If that’s what you say, assistant…”
Though they tried to hide it, the twins wore expressions of deep regret.
It’s hard to feel great pleasure just from licking nipples alternately.
It’s more like a ticklish sensation, actually.
But there’s a reason why couples move from kissing to caressing breasts during sex. Nipples are like an arousal switch for both men and women.
It was enough to make one fret, seeing him just flicking those switches without actually doing anything substantial.
And so, she had already used the excuse of a gift to avoid provoking Siwoo and moving on to the next stage.
There was no choice but to go along with what he wanted.
2.
“Joo-ssun-nim… how much longer are we going to do this…”
“Haa… haaah… haaah… ugh…”
Time passed.
Siwoo suckled endlessly at the twins’ breasts.
I couldn’t get enough of it, switching between sucking on it all day long. It was so good, I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of it.
-Smooch smooch
With his head buried in Odile’s chest, Siwoo’s mouth made sucking air sounds mixed with the wet smacking of saliva as he kissed her skin.
“Gently… don’t keep biting… haaah….!”
The world was a stage, and I was merely a character.
That’s how I felt.
I wasn’t the main character, of course. I was just a passerby, a nameless extra.
My life was a monotonous cycle of going to school, coming home, and sleeping. It was a life so ordinary that it felt like a pre-written script.
But even in such a mundane life, there were moments that felt like a glitch in the system.
Like today.
“Hey, you.”
A voice called out to me from behind. I turned around, and there she was.
A girl with hair as black as night and eyes that sparkled like stars. She was like a character straight out of a fantasy novel.
“Are you talking to me?” I asked, pointing at myself.
She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yeah, you. What’s your name?”
“I’m… Kang Min-joon,” I replied, feeling a strange mix of nervousness and excitement.
“Min-joon,” she repeated, as if testing the name on her tongue. “I’m Seo Ah-rin.”
Seo Ah-rin. The name was as beautiful as she was.
“Nice to meet you,” I said, trying to sound as casual as possible.
“You too,” she replied. “I saw you walking alone, and I thought you looked a bit lonely.”
Lonely? Was I that obvious?
“I’m always alone,” I said, a hint of self-deprecation in my voice.
“Well, not anymore,” Ah-rin said, her smile widening. “From now on, we can be friends.”
Friends? With someone like her? It felt like a dream.
“Really?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Yeah, really,” she said, extending her hand. “So, friends?”
I hesitated for a moment, then took her hand. Her hand was warm, and her touch sent a strange shiver down my spine.
“Friends,” I said, a genuine smile finally gracing my lips.
And just like that, my ordinary life took an unexpected turn.
It was as if the script had been rewritten, and I was no longer just a nameless extra.
I was now a character in a story, and the story was just beginning.
It wasn’t as if all I did was lick both of the twins’ nipples at the same time while time passed.
Of course, that’s good too, but isn’t there a better way?
Just a little bit.
The reason he kept repeating it, despite Odile’s protests, was because of her reaction.
A reaction even more enthusiastic than Odette’s.
When sharp teeth would slightly pierce the soft protrusions…
“Hehe…! Haa… haa…”
She was trembling, her legs shaking, with this strange and strangely stickier voice.
Moreover, she was gripping the collar of Siwoo’s shirt as if she needed something to hold onto, and this action was also addictive.
I made Odile excited!
I can control lust!
