Deep Night (Jinmae)

There was something illuminating the darkness. It was the moonlight seeping in through the crack in the door.

And Chunhyang, reflected in that moonlight, narrowed her eyes like a fox and smiled at me.

Chunhyang reached out a hand to the floor and approached me. The sight of her doing so was quite impressive to me.

Soon, Chunhyang, who had come to my side, raised her head.

Chunhyang’s ears were bright red.

As if something was tickling her, Chunhyang fidgeted with her hands at her chest.

“…Young master, please untie it.”

After fidgeting for a while, Chunhyang met my eyes and whispered.

Chunhyang held out a loose knot that looked like it would come undone with a single touch.

I was about to think how absurd this obvious ploy was.

“Why do you only laugh?”

It seemed I was laughing.

Chunhyang puffed out her cheeks and drew out her words. She removed the hand she was touching it with and pressed her face against her chest, where the heat hadn’t subsided.

Chunhyang’s jade-like skin reflected the moonlight and sparkled.

I reflexively stroked her hair. Each time I brushed past her ear and neck, Chunhyang flinched.

“Why… why don’t you do anything?”

Now that she was so close, Chunhyang’s scent wafted over me.

The sweet and fragrant smell emanating from her skin was so captivating that it made me lose my mind.

“It’s just… this moment…”

This moment what? Was it suddenly precious or something?

She’d mingled bodies with countless people, so was Chunhyang in front of me any different?

Just as that thought popped into my head, Chunhyang hugged me tightly.

Chunhyang’s face burrowed deeper into my chest.

“Hoo… ha….”

Chunhyang took a deep breath and exhaled.

Her hot breath tickled my chest.

Chunhyang inhaled my scent several more times. Under normal circumstances, it would have been a little embarrassing, but given the atmosphere, it only amplified the erotic feelings.

Having met her quota, Chunhyang moved away and nudged my chest.

“Young master.”

Chunhyang placed her left hand on the loose knot. A knot that looked like it would come undone with just a slight movement of her fingers.

Instead of moving her left hand, Chunhyang raised her right hand and took my hand.

“Chunhyang?”

Then, she moved my right hand to grasp her left hand.

“Young master.”

She wanted me to untie it. Chunhyang’s clear eyes looked up at me.

On the verge of the deed, I swallowed. I was nervous, and it didn’t go down in one try, requiring several attempts.

“I have been waiting for this moment. Even when swinging with Young master, even when strolling by the night pond with Young master.”

Chunhyang’s right hand moved, and my hand began to move with it.

With the sound of the fabric loosening, the clothes that barely covered Chunhyang’s chest began to come undone.

“So please.”

The front opened. Chunhyang’s bare skin was revealed. Chunhyang raised both hands and lowered the clothes she was barely wearing.

Her skin was gradually revealed, and that white skin, reflected in the moonlight, was like the snowscape of a mountain covered in untouched first snow.

“Please make me Young master’s woman.”

Without a single piece of cloth on, in complete nakedness, Chunhyang smiled brightly.

The first thing that touched was each other’s tongues. The two people’s tongues, intertwined like snakes in the mountains, moved back and forth, greedily exploring each other.

Occasionally touching each other’s teeth, they gave variations of pleasure, and Chunhyang, clumsy but with a firm will, dismantled my remaining clothes.

Inside the room, with only the moonlight as an uninvited guest.

The bodies of the two men and women, reflected in the dim light, were as they were when they were born, without a single thread on.

After a long kiss, Chunhyang and I separated for a moment to catch our breath.

Filling the breath that was lacking, we confirmed each other’s hot gazes.

Chunhyang’s luscious breasts caught my eye. A size that was difficult to hold with one hand.

I felt like I had seen breasts of this size somewhere before.

“Are you bothered by it?”

Chunhyang smiled and pressed close to me.

Chunhyang’s breasts pressed against my chest, changing shape.

A soft yet dizzying, indescribable sensation is transmitted through the sensitized skin.

Chunhyang moved up and down, rubbing her body against mine. As if a wild animal was marking its territory, she rubbed carefully and persistently.

Whether the series of processes itself was good, a satisfied nasal sound flowed from Chunhyang.

Chunhyang pushed my chest again. I was pushed by the force and laid my back on the soft blanket.

“Young master, Young master.”

The hot heat emanated from Chunhyang’s skin as she climbed on top of me.

“Yes, Chunhyang.”

Chunhyang’s round, clear eyes looked down at me.

Chunhyang lowered her waist and matched her belly with mine. The soft touch made my brain tingle.

Chunhyang stuck out her tongue. That long, wet tongue took root in the very center of my chest.

Chunhyang swirled her tongue around, gradually heading towards my nipples.

The moment her tongue touched the cutting edge of humanity, that sensitive spot, pleasure spread throughout my body like an electric shock.

Like a puppy licking milk, Chunhyang flicked her tongue and stimulated me.

Forgetting all pretense, I entrusted myself to the pleasure she gave me and twitched.

While Chunhyang’s tongue and breath tickled my chest, her hand gradually went down.

And then she grabbed my genitals, which were emitting heat as if they were melting.

“Ah- this.”

There was ecstasy in Chunhyang’s voice. Chunhyang, who was flushed red with heat, raised her body.

Then, she brought her private part into close contact with my genitals.

Whether it was her first time having intercourse, she was clumsy.

After slipping several times, she dug into her flesh as if breaking through a solid crack.

Chunhyang arched her back as if she had been electrocuted, rolled her eyes for a moment, and then fell onto my chest as it was.

Her cry did not form a sentence, and she only let out a groan made up of single sounds.

I stroked her back, which was twitching on top of me. My hand went down along the slightly hollowed-out valley of her back.

Chunhyang’s trembling intensified each time my hand passed.

I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and moved slowly.

The primal sound of the liquid stretching as flesh and flesh separated stimulated the lust.

I slowly raised my waist and explored the crack.

Each time my genitals moved, Chunhyang seemed to lose strength and put more and more weight on me.

Chunhyang, who had buried her face in my chest, continued to inhale.

As if my scent was oxygen, she greedily explored it like when we kissed.

The more Chunhyang took a deep breath, the more Chunhyang’s scent spread throughout the room.

A sweet scent, an erotic scent.

A scent so happy that I wanted to let go of my reason filled the room.

“Young master, Young master.”

Chunhyang called me.

As if responding to her call, I stroked her hair and waist.

“Does it feel good inside me?”

I thought it was a rather strange question, so I withheld my answer.

“It doesn’t… feel good?”

Chunhyang, who had captured a moment of hesitation, raised her face, which had been buried in my chest.

A certain obsession reflected in her clear eyes seemed to be asking for a certain answer.

“…It feels good.”

It actually felt good, so I nodded, and Chunhyang soon buried her face in my chest again with a satisfied expression.

That’s how the night deepened.