Chapter 37: Female (3) [R-18]

The man’s cock was still buried inside Iseo, but now, pressed on top of him, Seojin’s soft flesh began to grind against the shaft. Their body heat mingled, their sensations crossing over.

Seojin’s hips swayed gently.

That tremor, moving in time with the cock buried in Iseo, stimulated the man’s senses and sent a subtle vibration through Iseo’s own body.

“Hhng… Seojin… if you do that… it makes me even more…”

Seojin closed her eyes and pressed her forehead gently to Iseo’s cheek. It was as if she was silencing her, urging her to feel their hot breaths and be swept away by the same sensation.

Two pairs of buttocks pressed tightly against the man’s cock. Iseo’s legs were spread wide around the man’s body, and Seojin’s firm legs were layered over hers. Buried between the flesh of two women, the man bit his lip as if holding his breath. It wasn’t just the feeling of being enveloped, but of being pressed, ground against, and squeezed all at once.

“Nice… Hehehe, you fucking bitches. This is so damn hot…”

The man’s ragged breath mixed in. The words echoed like a small tremor in Seojin’s ear as she watched the thoroughly erotic sight of Iseo, and she silently bucked her hips.

With every powerful thrust of the man’s hips, Seojin’s clit was ground against his shaft, and Iseo’s insides were pried open, feeling as if they would tear.

“Hhng… Haaah… I’m coming, again… Aaaahng…!”

Iseo, the most sensitive of the three, felt her hips tremble violently. Seojin bit her lip as the sensation seemed to transfer to her own body, and she rocked her hips gently.

The two women’s bodies meshed as if they were one, the textures of their pleasure beginning to flow along the same current.

Seojin had abandoned her broken reality. Following Iseo, who had gone on ahead, she was now a being who moved and collided with her, breathing the same breath of sex.

“Feeling it together… is nice…!”

Those were the first such words to leave Seojin’s lips. Sensation and emotion stained her heavy breaths.

“You masochistic bitches…!”

“Hhng… Haaah…! Haang… Aht…!”

The moans spilling from Iseo’s lips tickled Seojin’s ears. Aroused by the sound, Seojin’s hips trembled in response.

Her long, thin breaths hitched. As the man’s hard shaft swept forcefully past her clit, she squeezed the fissure tight.

“…Me, me too… Ahh… Haaaang…!”

With a flinch of her hips, Seojin’s legs finally went slack. The searing heat against her stomach, the feeling of Iseo’s heart beating rapidly against her chest, and the single point of friction between them all collided, and a shudder ran through Seojin’s core.

Unable to hold her breath, she opened her mouth. Though her eyes were closed, a single hot tear escaped and trickled down her cheek.

Seojin remained lying atop Iseo, unable to pull away from their skin, slick and stuck together with sweat.

It was then that she felt another man’s breath from behind.

“Hurry up and move. Our little cow is in heat.”

His hands moved before his words were finished. Into her insides, still slick with the first man’s afterglow, a new rod of flesh came knocking.

This time, it was for Seojin, not Iseo.

“…Hngh…!”

A stimulus drove deep into her hips, and Seojin’s lips parted after being clenched shut.

“Ah…!”

Iseo, pinned beneath her, flinched. She wasn’t being penetrated directly, but every time Seojin’s pelvis was compressed, the weight and shock transferred to her lower belly.

“Ah, ahng, if you pound her like that, I can feel it too… Hhng…”

Iseo laughed, as if embarrassed. Even so, she wrapped her arms around Seojin, embracing her. The heat and sweat running down Seojin’s back felt strangely good to her as well.

Seojin no longer pushed anyone away. Matching the rhythm of the man thrusting into her, she, too, slowly lowered her hips.

Iseo’s breasts were crushed against her heavy frame, and where their breaths met, their sensations overlapped once more.

“Nice… Come again… Haht…!”

“Hnng… I… like it too…”

With the two of them still pressed together, the man’s hips drove in thick one last time before he stopped, letting out a strained breath.

“Hah… Fuck…!”

With that short gasp, the thing that had been swelling hotly inside Seojin burst and flooded into her.

“Aahht…!”

A man’s pleasure flowed into the gap between them, now opened wider than before. A white stain spread between Seojin’s thighs and slowly trickled down, the heat and fluid dripping like dots onto Iseo’s lower stomach.

“Fuck, did this guy come too early?”

“You try it, you fucker… See if you can last with how good these bitches feel.”

The other men who witnessed the scene were seized by a crazed excitement. The profanity was endless, but it was closer to high praise.

“Fuck… are both their holes empty right now?”

“I can’t resist this.”

“He came inside her and all over her, and she’s still gonna take more?”

The two women were rubbing their cheeks together. Their breasts and thighs, their lips and breath—everything was pressed together as one.

But since the men had already jerked off and fucked several times, none of them could get properly hard. As the mood soured, Seojin’s voice cut through the air.

“Should we put on a show for you?”

As she spoke, the corners of her lips curled up. A moment later, her hand, not small, boldly cupped Iseo’s breast. A handful of soft flesh.

Seojin then rolled her hips in a circle, deliberately grinding her groin against Iseo’s thigh.

“Because we’re like this… we can’t do it with just each other.”

“Ang, aaang!!”

In front of the men, a woman was touching another woman’s body, two similar yet different forms swaying together as one. Overwhelmed by the strange, thrilling pressure on her chest and stomach, Iseo let out a coquettish cry.

“…That’s why we need you.”

It wasn’t just Iseo. The inside of Seojin’s thighs were already slick with wetness, trembling faintly. When she paused for a moment, she could hear Iseo’s muffled moans from below, and the same heat began to build in her own body.

“Really, is there no one…?”

As Seojin provocatively cradled Iseo’s breast and asked, a man approached and kissed her deeply.

The two women’s breasts swayed together. Their flesh, pressed so close it was impossible to tell whose was whose, vibrated, and the men no longer waited their turn.

“Can I… do it too?”

“Her tits and pussy… fucking insane. Both of them.”

“So fucking hot…”

Suddenly, several men rose to their feet at once. Lured by such a fine woman’s invitation, one of them already held a firmly erect rod of flesh in his hand.

“Move, me too—!”

At his words, Seojin opened her body without any resistance. A hand gripped her waist, a presence pressed in from behind, the feeling of Iseo’s hard, erect nipple brushing against her. Everything was tangled in the heat that flowed between them.

“Haaah… Haang… Good… More…”

Whose breast was it that she felt? Whose lips was she kissing? No one could remember anymore.

Iseo smiled with joy, and Seojin no longer held anything back.

A short while later, the two were separated, being fucked by different men. Iseo, straddling someone’s thighs, whispered, “It’s good… It’s even better doing it together…”

Beneath her, the man pounding into her flinched, a shudder running down his spine.

Meanwhile, Seojin, feeling the cock pushing into her from behind, forced herself to swallow a breath before lifting her head. Her eyes met Iseo’s, who was sobbing in the same rhythm.

They smiled at each other. And that smile soon melted into their moans.

“More… Do more to me…!”

“Haang, me too…!”

Words, impossible to tell who had spoken them, flooded the room.

The semen spilled on Seojin’s chest, the hot liquid running down Iseo’s thighs. It all connected them, turning the people in this place, thick with the smell of cum, into a collective of pleasure that could truly be called “us.”

*

As the dim light of dawn seeped into the barracks, the first to wake was Iseo.

“Nnngh…”

She opened her eyes gently and blinked when she saw Seojin’s head resting on her chest.

Slightly swollen eyes, a faint flush on her cheeks. And her face buried silently in her chest as she slept.

Iseo smiled faintly at the sight. It was a completely different side to the usual sharp-edged Seojin. She was like a wild beast that had finally been tamed.

Iseo’s hand slowly stroked Seojin’s hair. At the touch, Seojin’s eyelids fluttered.

“Ugh…”

Seojin slowly opened her eyes. Cupping her cheek was… Iseo’s breast. The soft, plush curve enveloped her cheek. A scent that was neither sweat nor perfume, but distinctly Iseo’s own body heat, tickled her nose.

As her eyes slowly focused, Seojin realized she had been sleeping with her face buried in Iseo’s chest and blushed faintly.

“…Yesterday… I…”

“Yeah. You slept well,” Iseo answered tenderly.

Just then, a man with a broad chest stirred between them.

As Seojin tried to sit up, a long, heavy arm reached around from behind her waist and pressed her back down.

“…Hey, where are you going? It’s morning, we have to do it again.”

Though his voice was rough, its purpose was wide awake. One of the men who had come between Seojin and Iseo the night before was awake. His eyes were half-closed, but they held a clear thirst.

Iseo rubbed her eyes, then smiled softly as she looked at the hand wrapped around Seojin’s back and what it was pointing to below.

“So energetic… first thing in the morning, huh? Hee…”

Seojin couldn’t speak, merely glancing sideways at him. But her expression wasn’t one of refusal. It was one of pleasant resignation, a feeling of, well, it can’t be helped.

“So, what you want is… both of us?”

“We’ll get ourselves ready for you with the utmost care…♡”

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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