A Forest flowing with Milk and Honey - Chapter 3.3

Although he had only been asleep for 30 minutes, he was now wide awake. Taeo dragged over his bed table and opened his laptop, deciding to get some work done. He tapped away at the keyboard, checking his emails.

Taptaptap. The rhythmic sound of typing filled the room.

“Ah…”

Urim, who had been lying quietly, suddenly felt a flush of warmth and curled into herself.

“What now?”

Taeo asked dryly, not even bothering to look up from the screen.

A burning sensation spread through her chest, a heaviness she had felt before. Her chest tightened painfully, making her wince.

“My chest hurts…”

Bang! Taeo slammed his laptop shut and glared at her.

“Didn’t you take your medication?”
“I did…”

“Are those doctors quacks? What kind of medicine is this?”

“…”

“You can’t even take care of yourself? You should have handled it already!” Taeo’s voice was filled with frustration, and his intensity was intimidating, but oddly enough, Urim didn’t seem frightened by him at all.

“I tried, but it didn’t work…” she replied quietly, feeling embarrassed. She truly had made the effort, but nothing seemed to be working, and she had hoped the new medication would help.

“You always have an answer, don’t you?”

Taeo sighed, clearly exhausted—not just from lack of sleep, but from this situation too. He rubbed his temple, unsure of how to proceed.

“Taeo oppa…” Urim whispered softly.
“Don’t call me that,” he responded firmly.
Whether it was the stress or the pain, Urim felt truly uncomfortable. She curled up in discomfort, trying to find relief. Breathing heavily, she carefully whispered, “Could you help me? It hurts…”

Taeo, despite his frustration, paused. He clenched his teeth and let out a long sigh, visibly trying to remain composed.

“You asked for this…” he muttered, his tone still firm but not as harsh as before. He moved closer, adjusting her position slightly to make her feel more comfortable. His touch, though firm, was careful, and as he worked to ease her pain, Urim’s discomfort gradually began to subside.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice soft and filled with relief.

Taeo didn’t reply, but his actions spoke more than his words. Despite his gruff exterior, he was helping in the only way he knew how.
“Ha, ha… ah!”

The slightly squeezed nipple popped out and spurted milk. Tao’s eye was hit by the whitish liquid. He grimaced and cursed out of the corner of his eye.

“Mmm, sorry… ugh!”

Hot lips took a bite of the nipple and swallowed. The cool flesh slid gently. It pressed against the nipple, stimulating. Wulin grabbed Tao’s forearms and bucked against him.

“Hmph, hmph, good… ahh!”

“Isn’t that a real thought……. Why do you like it, don’t like it.”

He growled fiercely and squeezed her udder. His huge grip raked my milk like a hook, his lips pressing and sucking. My nipples felt like they were going to fall off. When he spat on my nipple, which had been sucked so hard that it hadn’t bled for a while, a rush of blood rushed to it. The sensation was maddening again. A lava-hot tongue flicked over my nipple, as if I hadn’t realized I’d sucked it so painfully.
“Hmph, ahhhhh!”

Tae-O winced at the self-induced moan of pleasure. He licked the nipple again, as if hypnotized, although he didn’t need to be as the purpose was to suckle. He flicked the ripe red nipple with his hot tongue. Urim cried out in frustration. Her soft inner thighs rubbed against each other. Her lower cunt was soaked.

Good, so good, she whispered, looking up at Tao with reddened eyes. Tae-Oh’s jaw tightened as he gulped down the milk like a man who had been starving for a long time. The milk gurgled. The nipple was crushed against his lips. The round, pretty shape was ruined, bitten and sucked.

“You want me to suck yours too, ha ha, mmmm, they’re really nice…”

“I’m going to fuck you, fuck……. How much longer can I hold out, how much longer until …….”

Tae-oh was squeezing her udder very hard. Wulin looked at Tao in a daze. His tongue was out and he was panting.

“Haha, why are you holding back? What are you holding back……?”

Tao said. He glared at Wulin as if he had just heard something very insulting. It was a violent reaction, as if Wu Lin had slapped him on the cheek.

He felt something hard. It came from the side of Tao’s lower body. It covered Wu Lin’s body at an angle. He floated up so as not to put his weight on Wu Lin, so he couldn’t be sure, but he could feel the heat with every touch.

Wu Lin was twenty-four years old, not exactly naive, but what if…. Hope and doubt grew.

It was then that Wulin realized that this was a crucial moment. With some courage, she spread her legs and let the panties slide over her belly.

“Director, haha…… me, it’s hot here too…….”

“…….”

I could see the outline of my dark, wet underwear as it clung to my body. The wet hole sucked in his gaze.

Fucked. It was the second time in his life he’d had that feeling. The first time was when he’d watched Wulin get kidnapped. The second time was now.

“Touch me……. Ha, suck me …….”
Wulin stretched her legs out and wrapped them around his waist, teasing him. Tao staggered and was dragged away. His arm was right next to Wu Lin’s face.

“You’re crazy, don’t…”

Tao whispered hoarsely, feeling an eerie premonition. Slender arms gently wrapped around his heavy head, pulling him in as if he were drunk. Their lips were frighteningly close.

He wasn’t sure who had touched him first. Wulin was surprised to find Tao’s lips hotter and wetter than he’d expected. It was the first time he’d tasted them on his tongue. They tasted sweet and savoury. His thick tongue filled her mouth. Wu Lin was overwhelmed by the incoming volume.

Tao, surprised at his own initiative, intercepted the sneaky tongue and teased it viciously. Hot flesh writhed and rubbed like a snake in heat.

His lips tightened as he tried to whimper with a wet gasp as the strong grip tightened around his chest. Unable to dissipate the remaining heat, Wulin rubbed her legs together. She wondered if she’d ever had such a desire. Tickles at her lower throat. His mouth was open like a monkfish as he gulped and gulped, as if he couldn’t wait to swallow it all.

When Wulin couldn’t breathe, Tao let go of his tongue and sucked gently on her lower lip. Wulin gasped from the kiss. He grabbed Tao’s hand, which was squeezing his chest, and pulled it down.

“Here, huh…… tickle…….”

Wu Lin was eager and his thin underwear was quickly removed. Tao’s body stiffened as he touched the cold wet flesh.

“Fuck, fuck… ……! It’s a pussy, you idiot.”

Wulin laughed softly, as if he didn’t know what he was talking about. It was a clear, crisp laugh, too clean and bright for the situation at hand.
“Oh, I know, huh…..pussy, huh…..pussy, don’t you like it?”

Squeaking and twitching was the hole in my hand. A cobweb of sticky fluid soaked my fingers.

“I thought I was born to fuck your cunt, but I never thought I’d end up taking care of your pussy…”

Tao pushed his middle finger a little into the tight hole. It was only one word. But there was a lot of resistance. He knew this would happen, but Wulin was inexperienced.

“More, hh…… deeper, hh……!”

Wulin lowered her hips without fear. She shivered. She chewed her fingers as she waited.

“Hmph, ah…… I can take bigger ones…”

Wulin’s eyes lit up as he looked at the bulge in his trousers.

“You’re fucking someone’s finger without permission…”

Tae-oh’s eyes widened and his middle finger was pierced and he poked at his inner wall in disbelief. The spot he touched was an erogenous zone. Wulin clenched her insides.

“Mmmmm! Ah, this…… ah, Joa…….”

“What the hell, crazy…….”

Tae-oh’s ridiculously erotic body pressed against the concave walls of the pan. He grunted in frustration. With a quick thrust of his fingers, her virgin cunt was already gushing her juices.
“Ahhh, yes… how long, just one finger… hehe!”

Don’t be greedy you little thing. I’m the one doing the spreading.

She was wet inside so the number of fingers increased quickly. For the first time, she swallowed three fingers tightly. Tao pulled his wet fingers out. He stuck his two index fingers in, cutting the hole horizontally.

“Haahhh…!”

His thick tongue twisted and probed the path of my pussy between his fingers. I could feel the hot flesh sliding in and out. Licking the inner walls. The puckered walls of her vagina were writhing and pressing against the plump flesh. The tongue, confined to its narrow path, twisted and turned, lapping at my insides.

It was a lascivious, promiscuous kind of caress. No, I didn’t know if I could call it a caress. It was an act of penetration and expansion. The three masses penetrated my inner walls in different directions, widening them. All over the inside I was nibbling and sucking at points of pleasure.