316-317 - Wireless On**ole

Wireless Connection with Ona-hole - Episode 316 > North Rabbit - Web Novel Data Archive North Rabbit "Did she just touch you there?" Her voice pitch rose remarkably high. It was a natural reaction. After all, it was almost as if I had tricked her by lying about the handjob. But from her standpoint, there's no way for her to know the truth. If I say she touched it, then she did; if I say she didn't, then she didn't. It was an inescapable situation. Eventually, Seo-yoon let out a big sigh and climbed onto the bed. She glanced suspiciously at the delicate, still slumbering member. "But why isn't it getting bigger? You said someone was touching it?" "It's probably just getting ready. She only touched it for a bit and left." "...Then isn't there no need for it?" "It seems like it'll happen soon." I focused on erotic thoughts, urging blood to flow to it. Once it was half-erect, I confidently announced again. "See? It's happening now!" Seo-yoon looked at me with a disdainful expression at my brazen declaration. After a brief moment of massaging her temples, she pressed lightly on my chest. "Lie down. Your back must hurt." I expected a scolding, but her surprisingly kind act caught me off guard. Quickly reclining, Seo-yoon slipped between my legs. Without hesitation, she grabbed my member and gently rubbed her palm over the head. Feeling like she was getting serious, I put my arms behind my head for support. Perhaps not liking my relaxed demeanor, she gave my member a playful smack with her palm. "How are you still standing strong after all that yesterday?" "When facing the threat of death, one tends to rise to the occasion." "That's quite the boast." "It's not bragging; it's a scientific phenomenon." "Sure, you beast." Seo-yoon retorted sharply while cradling my testicles with a firm yet measured grip, expertly slipping her fingers in. Thanks to her stimulating with just the right intensity, I achieved a full erection. Upon reaching this point, she did not stop—her other hand went to the shaft. She gently wrapped it and started stroking with her palm. 'She's really improved her skills, hasn't she? Must be innately talented with her hands.' Focusing on the sensitive spots, she seemed to know exactly where I felt it the most. When I closed my eyes, her skills were nearly indistinguishable from Ah-young or Hye-yun. Her proficiency seemed to have soared, especially since spending so much time with the dildo. I resisted the urge to reach out and stroke her hair as I spoke. "Seo-yoon, you’re getting even better, probably because of all your experience. Feels like you've improved since yesterday." "Shut up." "I'm saying it sincerely." "...." She offered no verbal reply but gave a wry smile. Silently, she continued the rhythmic motion. Squeeze... Squeeze… Amidst observing her diligently working my member, a thought suddenly crossed my mind. Why does she cater to all my demands, even when she could very well refuse—or when I make absurd requests? Honestly, although I held the ona-hole as a sort of hostage, I had conveyed numerous hints that I wouldn’t cross the line with her being a virgin. Whether it was deliberately poking with just fingers or only inserting vibrators. However, there was only one reason she went along with all this. 'Seems like she might be secretly enjoying this too.' Just yesterday, she had even sucked on the member and swallowed. Paying heed to past instances—like touching a dildo around school to gauge my reaction. As modest as it sounds coming out of my own mouth, perhaps she found my male attributes decent enough to handle. Even I would rush instantly if a pretty, curvaceous girl asked me to touch her. Confidence surged through me. The confidence that Seo-yoon would comply with whatever I asked her to do. "Hmm..." Listening to her breathing, which was becoming slightly rough, I assessed the appropriate timing. As soon as her blush grew more pronounced, I subtly threw a verbal bait. "Can you do it faster?" "I already think I'm going fast. Is it not enough?" "Doing it with just hands feels a bit... lacking." Noticing the hidden intention, her expression changed. As if saying, "Are you serious?", she turned her head incredulously and then looked back at me. "So, what exactly do you want?" "Well... I was just hoping you could do it faster." A subtle psychological tug-of-war. The glances exchanged felt fiery, but I didn’t look away. Yet, I had the upper hand, holding the strategic card. Seeing my fiery resolve, Seo-yoon let out a big sigh once more, pausing her hands. "So you're saying it's not stimulating enough." "Exactly." "I'd like to finish you off quickly too, but my wrist aches with this pace..." She dragged her words, stretching her arms in the process. After a few twirls and a cautious glance from her, she quietly remarked. "You’re honestly quite lucky, you know." After dropping this remark under her breath, Seo-yoon lowered her hands. Curious about a potential new move, my anticipation grew as she started lifting her shirt. "Ooh..." A natural gasp escaped me, seeing her bare skin. Her flawless, clear skin shone even more beautifully under the fluorescent light. Although she wore an elegant bra, it only added allure over seeing her bare. "What’s so amazing...?" Her face flushed deeply at my admiration, and she averted her gaze. Chewing her lip, she tried covering her cleavage with an arm. But with such slender arms, hiding those ample curves was impossible. I intently scanned her upper body with wide eyes. "That's some pretty lingerie." "...It's not like I wore it for you. All my clothes at home are like this." "I just meant the design looked nice." Lace-adorned bra fitting her perfectly. As I kept staring, Seo-yoon tightened her grip on my member. "Just so you know, I’m only doing this so you finish quickly. Don’t think there’s any other reason." "I know. I appreciate your kind intention to make it easier, even by a second." "Guys respond to visuals, so I'm showing. But if you so much as brush a hair of mine, I’ll call the cops." "Don’t worry." Talking about calling the police after stripping on her own. Regardless of sincerity, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that she undressed in front of me. In the subtly intensified atmosphere, her hand began its rhythmic movement once more. Swish, swish, swish... Perhaps trying to conceal her embarrassment, Seo-yoon kept her head low as she continued the hand action. Yet, she didn't seem to realize that this position allowed her cleavage to become even more pronounced. Although firmly held in place by her bra, the bounce of her ample figure was still there, just enough to catch the eye. Beneath that, her smooth flat stomach and defined abs offered a pleasing visual. Still, the highlight was my member. Mixing wrist flicks, she rotated her hand clockwise, then counterclockwise, each exhale of warm breath on its tip causing my thighs to tremble involuntarily. "That's good... just like that." The pre-cum steadily streamed out, thoroughly soaking Seo-yoon's hands. A sticky yet smooth sensation ensued. Thanks to this, her hand glided over my shaft even faster, the faint squelching sound amping up the steamy ambiance. "Is it good...?" "Yeah." As I arched my back in pleasure, Seo-yoon increased her pace. She tightened her fingers, lightly tapping around the sensitive head. It was then that I felt the imminent signs of release. Having sensed the tension, she paused for a moment, her body slightly trembling. "I'm about to cum." "What...? Uh..." Lost in thought it seemed, she suddenly grew silent. About to let her focus, Seo-yoon lifted her head first. "Could you push my hair to the side? It's getting in the way." "Hold on." Her unbound side hair must have obscured her view. I leaned up, gently sweeping her hair behind her shoulder. Then, there was Seo-yoon's face. Redder than before, yet her gaze had sharpened. 'It feels like I'm forcing myself on someone trying to resist.' Which somehow made it more exciting. I didn't blink, wanting to etch this sight into memory, but her head lowered once more. "Do you have tissue?" "No tissue... but there's some lint here." Jokingly gesturing at a plastic bag beside us, Seo-yoon chuckled. "Really stick it to me, huh?" "In that case, I might end up in the hospital for a week." "That sounds appealing. I wouldn't have to hear any noises from next door, peace at last." Whether jest or truth, it leaned more towards sincerity, I wagered. "So, no actual tissue then?" "Right." I considered asking if she could take it in her hand again like last time but refrained from pushing further. Today's glimpse of her underwear was more than enough contentment. I scanned the surroundings for a suitable item within reach. The only thing nearby was the t-shirt Seo-yoon had cast aside. "Use that. I’ll do laundry and return it." "Too lazy. Besides, I just ran the washing machine." "Then what? I can't hold back much longer." She offered no response. If this continues, gravity will ensure it lands on her face or chest. Not that I'd mind. As I imagined Seo-yoon covered in release, her soft voice drifted up, faint and full of embarrassment. "Don't misunderstand. I'm doing this because it's practical." "Practical?" What could she mean by that? There was no time to ponder further. The sensation of an impending eruption seized me, and a soft presence surrounded the tip. A doubted glance led to an unexpected yet robust start to the day. "Splash...!! Splash...!! Splash...!!" "Mmgh...! Uuugh... mmm..." Wireless Connection with Ona-hole - Episode 317 > North Rabbit - Web Novel Data Archive North Rabbit Twitching... twitching... Seo-yoon's face shivered in tune with each spurt of release. Though I couldn't see her expression, focused as she was with her head down, her drawn-out lips were evident. 'Is she really accepting... with her mouth right now?' That idol who was once so high and mighty? I stared at her, momentarily forgetting I was in the throes of climax. The satisfaction of Seo-yoon doing this overwhelmed the actual pleasure of release. But I worried. 'What should I do about this?' Things had escalated further than expected. I thought the most might be on her chest, but for her to do it orally? It's hard to compliment her for something like this. And yet, dismissing it or telling her to stop felt unwelcome. Good things should be acknowledged. "Hnngh... uhhn..." As the lengthy wave of climax ebbed, Seo-yoon's muffled moans reached me. It seemed she hadn’t swallowed as my release filled her mouth to the brim. Yesterday she had no qualms, but perhaps in front of me, she couldn't bring herself to do it. "Are you alright?" "Mm-hmm..." With my member in her mouth, Seo-yoon shook her head side to side. Even so, her tongue swept over the tip as if ensuring nothing was left. "Mmm... nnngh..." After a few more gliding motions, she pressed her lips tightly to prevent anything from escaping. Her breath came in heavy puffs as she slowly raised her head. "Umble... ulp..." In a fleeting moment, I witnessed it. The enthralling sight of a top idol with her lips around my member, an image of pure allure. A scene most would never witness in their lifetime. Pop! The release broke free with that sound, and she clasped her hand over her mouth. Though she turned her head swiftly, I could see bulging cheeks and pursed lips. "Spit it out quickly." "Mmph..." I indicated the bathroom, and Seo-yoon got up. Massaging her jaw tenderly, she disappeared behind the door. The sound of rushing water followed by intermittent gargling hints at her thorough rinsing routine. 'Yesterday was the first time she did this, yet today she offered it directly?' I glanced at my member, still marked with Seo-yoon’s saliva. The lingering warmth and vivid memory of her act remained fresh. It was too rudimentary to call it fellatio, only serving to catch my release, but that alone was something. I stood, my member unfazed despite the recent release, and prepared to move forward. After hastily wiping off the residue with a tissue, Seo-yoon emerged from the bathroom. As soon as our gazes met, she quickly looked away. "I'm heading out now." "Thanks for today. I feel way better." "... So, is that girl not going to touch it anymore?" "She got scared and ran away when she saw the stuff coming out. I don't feel anything anymore." I gestured to show everything was back to normal. She glanced at my still firm condition and waved her hand dismissively. "Cover it now that you're done. And you know you can't tell anyone about what just happened, right?" "Why would I even spread that around?" "Sigh... Right, I should trust you." Why would I go around telling people she did that for me? They’d think I’m crazy. Not that I had any intention of telling anyone in the first place. I gave a reassuring gesture, but Seo-yoon still seemed skeptical as she picked up her t-shirt from the floor. With a swift motion, she returned to her original attire as if nothing had happened and headed to the door. "Take it easy. If you're tired, skip classes." "Thanks." I conveyed my gratitude with sincerity. This time, it seemed to reach her, as she offered a small smile before opening the door. Bang! The door shut swiftly, and I made my way back to the bed. * As soon as Seo-yoon returned home, she gulped down a few mouthfuls of water. Even so, the sticky sensation clung persistently to her throat. It wasn't necessarily unpleasant, but the new sensation brought a subtle unease to her mood. She clasped her hands together and blew a strong breath. "Haaa.... Haaa..." A sweet scent wafted out. Surprising, given she hadn’t held it in her mouth very long. "I thought the dildo might have some special mechanism, but it actually tastes nice? Heard online it's supposed to taste bitter..." She had once tasted a drop accidentally on her desk, but that was minuscule. Today was the first time she swallowed so much down her throat. Catching herself, she took another sip of water. 'Maybe things escalated a bit quickly... but it should be fine.' A product of pure curiosity and a strange urge to try it out. Of course, beneath it all was her confidence that Woo-jin would keep the secret. 'Well, if he doesn't, I'll just break it.' It was feasible because she had a fallback plan. Feeling her body heat rise oddly, she laid down on her bed. Though she picked up her phone, she couldn't shake the recent events from her mind. The sensation of the release striking her palate and filling her so suddenly. Alongside the sweetness that lingered, tantalizing her taste buds. Honestly, if pride hadn't been in the way, she might have continued holding on for several more minutes. "Why did he make up a story about needing a handjob? Does he think I'm easy? Or was it some kind of payback for hitting him when he was hurt?" No matter how bold, it's crazy to lie about something like that. Especially when he wasn't even aroused at the time. It perplexed her even more. If he needed relief, he would've called Ah-young, Hye-yun, or the store manager. Any of them would have likely rushed over at a moment’s notice. Yet, he chose her against all odds. After tossing these possibilities around, she settled on one conclusion. 'Maybe he feels best when I do it?' In truth, he did compliment her skills. Better than being criticized for doing poorly, though it left an odd feeling. Putting her phone down, she raised her hand. Long, pale fingers. She grasped them and slowly mimicked the motion of the hand action earlier. "Hmm... So he likes it best when it's me..." Recalling the sensation of touching his member just minutes ago, heat pooled in her lower abdomen. Instinctively, she slipped her free hand into her pants. Her fingers soon found the clitoris, hard and ready as if anticipating her touch. Barely brushing against it sent a tingle of satisfaction rippling through her. "Ah... hm... ah..." Her fingers moved of their own volition, stirring her emotions. Each motion heightened her pleasure, drawing moans unwittingly from her lips. "Mmm... ahh... yes...!" In the throes of sensation, she reached deeper, craving more. Squish... Warm, sticky liquid smeared her fingers. Juices overflowed, soaking her panties and the surrounding area. The volume surprised her. 'Is it all just from sucking him?' Though she’d teased her clitoris a bit, she’d never been so wet. Too raw a reality to deny. Determined to confirm, she hastily discarded her pants and panties. Squish... A simple touch at her entrance revealed just how substantial the outflow was. It wasn't mere wetness; it was a flood. 'Am I truly that frustrated?' Spreading her legs wider, she ventured inward. Twisting her hand, she gently scratched the walls. "Why so sensitized...?" Each ridge sent shivers through her legs, slight pleasure streaming up her spine. Her body felt foreign in its heightened state. Never before had she been this sensitive. With no intention of withdrawing her fingers, she focused on exploiting her vulnerability. "Ahh! Oh...! Mmm..." Her moans flowed unconstrained. Her free hand, hung in the air, drew her gaze. Gathering her index and middle fingers, she slid them into her mouth. "Mmm... slurp..." Reliving the tactile memory, she toyed with her tongue. Despite the differences in texture and taste, pretending she was sucking on his member sufficed. As her eyes closed, the immersion intensified. Accepting this sensation, her entrance contracted tautly. Thus commenced a serious session of self-indulgence. "Nngh... mm... so good..." Wiggling fingers like it was the real thing, her motions quickened. The insertion in her reused the slickness, quickly drowning her in overflowing juices. "Haa... haa..." Eventually, she halted all movement. It felt good, but something was missing. Woo-jin's fingers had been much thicker and more textured than her own, while the sensation of licking him couldn't compare to what she experienced now. Ultimately, Seo-yoon rose from the bed, unfinished. Her gaze flickered momentarily to the teddy bear sitting quietly beside her, but she quickly looked away. She knew it wouldn't be enough. Click. Almost in a trance, she fetched the dildo. Gently caressing its surface, she paused, lost in contemplation. 'If I touch myself now, there'll be a counterattack for sure. Like last time at school with the ona-hole, he might tease me...' The thought, if anything, excited her. At this moment, only this could fill the 2% gap she felt within. Thump. Her lower belly warmed immediately. Aware of the memory lurking there, it cried out. Swallowing, Seo-yoon brought the still rigid dildo close to her face. She gave it a tentative lick. And then, she began to take it into her mouth.