Chapter 9 – Would You Like to Touch My Breasts?
If you hear something so absurd, even after listening to it all, you end up asking one more question.
“Yes?”
And the other person knows that I am not asking again because I couldn’t hear it, so I add it.
“Instead, it’s just the chest. Other, that… That’s not possible.”
“I have no intention of doing anything else, but I also have no intention of touching my breasts. “Treat your body, author Shin Hye-ji.”
This is too fast.
Sensing a crisis, I immediately activated the fence rule.
They say the fence here is not a fence, but an American surname, but that’s none of my business. Anyway, I needed to put up a fence for her, so she couldn’t come closer.
… I thought so.
“I don’t even want to touch it, so why are you looking at my breasts?” ?”
I fucking got caught. You knew it.
The rule about whether it was a fence or an American surname failed like crazy.
“You said earlier that this was your first time cooking for someone else, right?”
Author Hyeji blushed like a blush and mumbled, twisting her head like a squirrel embarrassed by losing her acorn.
“I’m talking about this too. … It’s my first time.”
In short, I want you to know that she is not a slut who makes suggestions like this to just anyone.
How on earth was the beef oatmeal so delicious that “Would you like to touch my breasts?” Comes as a reward? If anyone around me really wants to touch a woman’s breasts, from now on I should confidently advise them, “Try practicing how to make delicious beef oatmeal.”
Anyway, I also had the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to hold those voluptuous breasts in my hands in return for making delicious beef oatmeal.
My heart was pounding and the saliva in my mouth was dry.
‘Is this a green light? Or is it a noose disguised as being extremely secure? Is it okay to enter?’
For a moment, I imagined touching her breasts.
… Just thinking about it made my lower abdomen stiffen. Will there ever be another opportunity in my life to actually receive, let alone touch, such a destructive heart?
Wait for a sec. Let’s calm down.
Even though she got a little better, she suffered from high fever.
She may not be thinking normally.
“Author Hyeji. But we’ve only met for two days.”
“… But what?”
“Isn’t it too fast? Besides, we’re not dating or anything special.”
Right now, I can try to get in the mood and let her touch me out of pure kindness, but since there is a good chance that she will suddenly say, ‘It was okay then, but not now,’ I would calmly ask her to respond by saying, ‘Now that I think about it, it’s not okay now.’ It reminded me of the situation I was in.
“Use this suggestion when the most special person in Hyeji’s life appears. Don’t write to a pervert pornographic writer like me.”
I didn’t really mean to criticize myself, I just wanted to send the message, ‘Treat your body and don’t do something you regret later’, but now that I’ve said it, I feel a little depressed.
Author Hyeji looked up at me with her blank face for a moment.
“Special…”
Those neat eyes.
Dry but attractive lips.
He catches me once again, breathing happily.
“To me, the author, she is the most special person in my life so far, isn’t she?”
“How can someone she’s only seen for two days be the most special person in her life?”
“Is it special if you look at it for a long time?”
I held my breath for a moment at the strangely sharp question.
She was right.
Just as there is no guarantee that someone you have seen for a long time will be special.
Likewise, even if you’ve only seen someone for two days, there’s no guarantee that he won’t become the most special person in her entire life.
To her, I am…
“Author Se-gwang is the most perverted person I’ve ever met in my 20 years of life.”
Damn that’s what it meant. I was excited for no reason.
“But at the same time, he is a kind and gentle person.”
After listening to the end, it was a good thing. Thank goodness.
“But are you 20 years old?”
“Yes. I’m about to turn twenty-one. By any chance, writer Se-kwang…”
“I’m a year older.”
“Shall I call you oppa?”
“It’s done.”
But after hearing repeated rejections, she suddenly looked gloomy.
“… Are you disappointed because I said this?”
Gabulki was cast.
“I’m just so thankful, but there’s no way I can repay you…” .”
“Yes. “I understand the favor.”
“I was trying to hit you with my body…”
Isn’t the choice of words very inappropriate?
“Author Hyeji. There are probably many ways to repay the favor, even if it’s not just this.”
“No, um, I mean…”
“I don’t know if there are circumstances where it doesn’t have to be breasts.”
At this point, some people may think that they can just close their eyes and touch it, but looking at the stories in some communities, it is said that meeting a good story in this industry is like picking a star in the sky. From a writer’s point of view, Illere is a company that should be treated as a master.
I met such a precious partner right away without even thinking about it, and I didn’t want to create a point that would be awkward.
I don’t know if there are circumstances where it can’t be done without real breasts.
“Actually… Don’t think this is strange.”
Is there really a reason? Author Hyeji paused for a moment and bit her lip a few times.
“… I wonder. “How does it feel when someone else touches you?”
She confessed the reason why she took out her breasts in return.
“If you watch a pornographic story, the female characters, even if touched just a little by the male protagonists, like it and walk away as if they were electrocuted.”
“Hmm… Of course, such scenes always occur.”
“But when I tried it on my own, I had never done that before.”
In short, it is because of curiosity.
… Do I really need help with this?
She asked me again because it was complicated.
“Well, it’s not like it wears out. Please close your eyes and touch me just once…”
“I satisfy my curiosity, and the writer fills my descriptive skills to be used in future work. Isn’t it a win-win…? ?”
It’s because of pure curiosity.
It is also a reward for willingly coming to provide nursing care.
And honestly, it’s good for you, right?
Both as a man and as a writer.
If it comes this far, there is no reason to refuse.
“Well, then. Hmm…”
I swallowed my saliva and slowly raised my hand.
Since my hands had to go towards both breasts, I found myself laughing a little because the way I raised my hands was like a doctor preparing for a surgical operation.
“… “I will touch you.”
At those words, she adjusted her posture, took a deep breath, put her back on her back, and stretched out her chest to me.
“Don’t touch me.”
Thanks to this, the volume hidden under her loose clothes was fully revealed, and the tips of her breasts, which had only a subtle presence, stood up stiffly and protruded above her clothes.
Seeing that it was put out with such intention, it is huge.
If I were to exaggerate a bit, it would look like it was the size of a head.
The sight of a girl with such large breasts asking for her breasts to be touched just once, with her eyes closed and her arms spread out, was so enchanting that it didn’t feel real. 〉
The tip of her quivering shoulders and chest awaits my touch.
I slowly and carefully stretched out my hand, as if stroking a statue that seemed ready to break.
And.
“Hi… ?!”
As soon as he touched her, she seemed to be slightly startled, her shoulders trembled, and she let out a short scream.
That made me flinch and hold my chest tightly.
At the same time, her breasts felt the rough texture of soft bread dough, and her hands were filled with a heavy feeling.
It’s so good.
To put it bluntly, it felt so elastic and ecstatic that it would be rude to compare it to well-aged bread dough.
She wasn’t wearing any underwear and her bare breasts were sticking out over her clothes. As I slowly caressed her breasts, she trembled slightly and twitched.
“This, this, strange feeling… Hwa?!”
When my palm, which had been massaging her breasts, rubbed the stiff peaks, she let out an excited sound, her face blushed, and her shoulders shook violently.
It’s fun.
It was so amazing and stimulating that with each commanding hand gesture, this small body wriggled and let out a hot moan.
“How is it? Is it a little different?”
“Hmph, this is it… Ah, hehe… ?!”
Author Hyeji is moaning and embarrassed with her sweet nasal voice.
This is it.
Pornographic videos and stories are not just fictional stories. It was based on a true story.
She prided herself on writing pornographic stories, not knowing that rubbing the tip of her breasts gave a woman a strange feeling. In this way, there is still a long way to go before becoming a master of darkness.
As the hand caressing her breast became more intense, her toes curled, and her body became more twisted. It was surprising that just touching her breasts, even over her clothes, could provide such great stimulation.
But, if you get this upset just by touching your clothes.
How will you react when you directly touch your bare chest?
I looked up and down at her, still with her back to her, bound by her own hands. As I quietly admired her gently relaxed eyes and the state of her body trembling from the surge of stimulation even after giving up her body without resistance,
“Writer, there’s something I want to try.”
“Hmm, ugh, ah… What. What is it… ?”
I don’t know if they will listen.
I decided to overdo it just a little bit.
“Pull up your T-shirt and put it in your mouth.”
