Clap - 64
“Didn’t you enjoy it? Then why are you looking like that. How unfortunate. Hmm?”
Ihyun moved her hands up and down. Jaemin’s genitals were hidden in Ihyun’s firm, cold hands.
“Don’t touch me!”
Jaemin pushed Ihyun’s hand away and spoke firmly. But as always, Ihyun ignored his words. Jaemin’s genitals became erect in Ihyun’s hand. The hardened texture made Ihyun chuckle softly, tickling Jaemin’s ear. Jaemin’s face flushed red.
“Ah, ah, don’t…”
Ihyun nibbled Jaemin’s neck. But she didn’t neglect stroking his genitals. With her other hand, she twisted his n1pple.
Jaemin squirmed and his body slowly slid down the bed. He thought that if he could just slide down a little more, he might escape Ihyun’s embrace.
“Ah!”
Ihyun gripped tightly. It seemed she would burst Jaemin’s genitals. Frightened, Jaemin pushed back with his heels and settled back into Ihyun’s embrace. The grip then loosened.
Ihyun caressed Jaemin’s genitals with just the right amount of force and speed. She massaged the glans and urethra with her thumb, and stimulated the base with her little finger. It was an amazing hand technique.
“Ah, yes, mmm… ah, it’s good…”
Jaemin rubbed his head against Ihyun’s shoulder. Unlike when she penetrated his anus, this pleasure was quite familiar. His toes wriggled, craving even more intense pleasure. His hips moved wantonly, and moans of ecstasy escaped his lips.
Jaemin’s pheromones filled the bedroom. Ihyun eagerly inhaled the scent. Her hand moved faster, and as the peak approached, Jaemin’s legs stretched out straight. Then, he ejaculated a white fluid.
“Hmm. Are you two having fun without me?”
A low voice split the space between Ihyun and Jaemin. Their gaze turned to the doorway. Frowning deeply, Ichan stood there holding a tray.
“Do you want some too?”
Ihyun smeared Jaemin’s semen onto Ichan’s crotch. Limp in Ihyun’s embrace, Jaemin blinked drowsily. Dirtying him again right after washing. He’d have to be washed again. But he didn’t seem to mind.
Ichan narrowed his eyes and closely examined Jaemin’s naked body. His gaze paused on the barely visible anus.
“…I want something else.”
Ichan entered the bedroom with a faint smile. Ihyun quickly wiped her hands on a towel and took the tray from him.
Ichan climbed onto the bed and immediately flipped Jaemin over. Jaemin’s vision spun. He groaned, still caught in the afterglow of his climax.
Sensing Jaemin’s disorientation, Ichan did something incredible that Jaemin couldn’t ignore.
The round buttocks parted, and lips immediately met him there. It was a much, much more intense stimulus than he could have imagined.
“Ah! Eek…”
Panicked, Jaemin tried to crawl away, but Ichan’s firm grip on his buttocks was unyielding.
Ichan pressed Jaemin’s ankles with his knees and began sucking his anus. He would suck and pull at the pliable hole, then extend his tongue to lick the wrinkles in detail.
“No, I don’t want this, ah!”
Jaemin clawed at the bedsheet, but his body remained still.
Ichan spread the pink hole with his thumbs. A spoonful-sized opening appeared. Smacking his lips, Ichan plunged his nose into it.
The thick, potent scent of Jaemin gave Ichan a headache. And the lubricating fluid that oozed out whenever Jaemin was aroused was so sweet, he could have it for breakfast every morning.
“Eek, ah, ugh…”
Ichan kissed with his tongue, then blew air into it. The startled inner walls pulsed, like the sound of a flute.
Ichan didn’t stop there. With powerful suction, he nibbled on the protruding folds with his front teeth. When Jaemin clenched his buttocks in surprise, Ichan soothed him with his tongue, then hardened it again.