City of Witches Chapter 183

The room Sharon led him into.

Though slightly narrower than Siwoo's room, it was a decent officetel that provided a living space comparable to an average studio apartment.

Given that Sharon wasn't the type to enjoy decorating, the room itself was quite plain.

The bedding, the bed, even the pillow—all were ordinary, plain white.

Against that white backdrop, Sharon's black cat-girl look stood out as if she were posing in a studio.

"You can't even hide your smile, you're so happy."

"When have I ever."

At Sharon's teasing, Siwoo awkwardly rubbed his cheek.

"Your eyes are smiling."

"I've never done that?"

"So, you're not going to do it?"

"...That's not it."

Siwoo had briefly tried to wrestle for control with Sharon, but the cards they each held were different.

Against Sharon's overwhelming physical onslaught, even Siwoo had no choice but to surrender completely.

"Student Siwoo, stand in front of me."

"You're continuing that roleplay?"

"If I don't do something like this, it's a bit embarrassing. Still."

Sharon giggled bashfully and then patted Siwoo's buttocks as he stood awkwardly.

He knew this relationship wasn't exactly normal.

They hadn't officially started dating, nor had they naturally become sex partners.

After all, the very reason Sharon began offering these sexual games to Siwoo was a sense of obligation—'feeling bad about only receiving.'

Looking purely at the circumstances, one could maliciously say Sharon was offering her body to receive Siwoo's favors, but it was a vague, subtle flow that couldn't be neatly categorized.

There was a naturally formed atmosphere that was hard to explain as purely a transactional relationship.

"Wait. It's harder than I thought?"

"Should I do it?"

"No, I'll try."

Sitting on the bed, Sharon began fumbling to take off Siwoo's jeans.

Her pursed lips, as if it wasn't going as well as expected, were cute.

"Got it!"

After struggling for a while, holding onto Siwoo's pants and grunting, Sharon finally managed to undo the buckle and pull the pants down to his thighs.

Sharon's eyes met the glans, already erect and poking out over his underwear.

As if finding it amusing, she covered her mouth with a laugh and then poked the glans with her fingertip.

"Hello~ We meet again."

Sharon talking to a cock...

When he first met her on the rooftop, he never could have imagined something like this would happen.

Combining the impressions from the convenience store, Sharon gave off a strong, tough older sister vibe.

He never imagined she had such a playful, affectionate personality.

And he certainly never imagined she'd wear such sexy event lingerie for him.

"What's this? It came out last time too."

"...Could you not rub it so much?"

Sharon gazed curiously at the pre-cum beaded like dewdrops on the tip of the fully erect cock poking out.

As her delicate fingers rubbed the slit, the sticky fluid stretched like a thread, dangling from her fingertip.

Stimulated continuously in a sensitive spot, Siwoo squirmed his waist.

"This guy looks like a mushroom too. You know the moisture that beads on button mushrooms when grilling pork belly? It's like that."

"You're full of it again."

Sharon chuckled at Siwoo's silly remark.

Perhaps because it was the second time, the initial taut tension was gone.

Both Sharon and Siwoo could act a bit more relaxed, as if enjoying a game.

Of course, since it was still an unfamiliar act, there was some playful banter mixed in to ease the tension.

"Should I take off your underwear too?"

"Yeah."

Sharon hooked her fingers into the waistband and pulled Siwoo's underwear down to his thighs.

This time, to avoid getting smacked by the cock's recoil, she kept enough distance, allowing her to steadily observe Siwoo's large member springing back like a spring.

"It got this big while looking at me, right?"

"Well, yeah."

"Feels proud."

When Sharon's hand softly grasped the shaft, the sudden temperature difference made the cock twitch.

Siwoo naturally expected Sharon to give him a handjob.

But Sharon took a deep breath and, without a moment's delay, took Siwoo's cock into her mouth.

Siwoo was startled.

Moist and soft.

Sharon's lips, shining a pretty crimson red even without tint or lip gloss, gently enveloped the side of the shaft.

The tip of her tongue, wriggling like a snake in the warm mouth, tickling around the glans.

His legs went weak for a moment.

"Hey, you surprised me suddenly."

"Mmmhmm..."

As if seeing the result she expected, Sharon, still with the cock in her mouth, slightly raised her eyes and laughed while looking at Siwoo's flustered expression.

He came along thinking she'd use her chest, but suddenly it's fellatio.

He didn't know if she knew what she was doing, but Sharon sucked on the urethral opening like a straw, drawing out all the pre-cum inside.

Then, she licked over the glans with her tongue as if it were a hard candy and detached her mouth.

"Ugh... It's salty..."

And she scrunched up her eyebrows.

It was the same expression Sharon made when eating mushrooms.

Meaning, it didn't taste good.

"Why suddenly?"

"What do you mean suddenly? I tried it wondering if you might like this too. But it seems you do like it."

"Of course I like it. But I haven't even washed..."

It was already midsummer, weather where just moving around made you sweat.

Having been out under the scorching sun quite a bit, even if it wasn't the smell of urine, a musky sweat scent from around the groin was likely.

Yet Sharon had taken the cock into her mouth without hesitation.

"Doesn't it smell?"

"The smell... it's there, but not to an uncomfortable degree?"

"Sorry, should I go wash?"

"No! Really, it's fine."

Emphasizing that it was truly okay, Sharon grabbed the base of Siwoo's member and began sucking on the cock again.

Fantastic sensation.

He had experienced it with the Twins and Yebin before, but fellatio was an act that delivered pleasure beyond sex.

Of course, Sharon didn't have the practiced skill honed through experience like the Twins did.

Occasionally, her teeth lightly scraping against the glans was subtly bothersome.

However, there was a mental bonus point in that she was sucking on a dirty part with the sole intention of pleasing Siwoo, even though she couldn't gain a drop of pleasure herself.

There was physical comfort in simply receiving service without having to do anything.

Combined with the physical pleasure of being caressed by the tongue and lips—organs capable of particularly delicate movements among the body's parts.

"Slurp... Slllurp... Sllluuurp.... Hup... Mm... Slurp...."What if you added Sharon's mint-colored eyes, occasionally glancing upward, and the lewd sound of saliva mixing in as she moved her small head back and forth while holding a long rod in her mouth?

It was enough pleasure to make it hard to stand still.

"Wow..."

"Haaa... good?"

"You're the best."

I couldn't help but give Sharon a thumbs-up when she pulled my cock out of her mouth for a moment to ask.

This was no longer a situation or relationship where we could discuss things like "friends doing this sort of thing."

Unlike last time, neither Sharon nor Siwoo were drunk.

"I did some image training after watching videos. But my jaw hurts quite a bit."

"You can stop if it's too much."

"I'm fine as long as you're enjoying it."

"I'd enjoy other things too."

I felt a little sorry, especially since I hadn't even washed up.

She kept trying to put my cock back in her mouth, but when I firmly declined, Sharon didn't press further.

Instead of the impromptu surprise fellatio, she began preparing a play she'd had in mind since ordering the clothes.

"Isn't it tiring to keep standing? Sit here for a bit."

"Why would I be tired? I just have to stand still."

"Still, sit down."

Sharon patted the spot where she'd been sitting earlier, then pulled a cylindrical plastic bottle from the delivery box she'd brought in earlier.

"What's that?"

"It's lube. Apparently, you use it like this."

Sharon removed the plastic wrapping, opened the bottle, and squeezed out a long, sticky liquid directly onto her chest.

The viscous fluid trickled down, flowing along the cleavage tightly constrained by the fabric.

We'd done Physical Enhancement play with lotion before, but I'd definitely felt the lubrication was insufficient towards the end.

So, based on information from video media, I'd prepared proper equipment this time.

"Ugh, it's cold."

The lube felt much colder than expected, but it soon warmed up from Sharon's body heat between her tightly pressed breasts.

Thinking the preparations were complete, Sharon knelt awkwardly before Siwoo, who was sitting there hesitantly.

Full-on service mode.

"Here, I've brought the breasts you like."

Sharon's breasts, trapped in the cat bra, were coated with a thin film of lube, like transparent sugar glaze on a sweet donut.

Siwoo held his breath.

"Now you just have to put it in this hole."

Sharon wriggled her way between Siwoo's legs and aligned the tip of his cock with the cat-shaped hole in the bra.

Only then did Siwoo realize the purpose of this hole.

This wasn't just some sexy gimmick for visual pleasure.

It was a Physical Enhancement hole.

A design that allowed breasts to serve a cock without removing the bra or the woman using her hands.

Of course, sufficient physical attributes were required to utilize that function.

-Squelch!

The moment Siwoo, as if entranced, slightly pushed his hips forward, his cock slid astonishingly smoothly into Sharon's cleavage.

"Wow, this is insane..."

Siwoo couldn't help but let out a rough exclamation, forgetting Sharon was watching.

Thanks to the lube, his cock penetrated Sharon's soft, bouncy mammoth onahole without any resistance.

Despite the smoothness, the breasts gathered together by the tight-fitting lingerie provided more pressure than he'd imagined.

As he pushed his hips a little further, the glans peeked out from between her white mounds of flesh, popping out to say hello.

Humanity didn't truly comprehend the danger of nuclear weapons until two atomic bombs were dropped on Japan.

Similarly, Siwoo hadn't fully recognized the destructive power until he experienced Sharon's special excellent titty-hole.

A truly devilish sensation.

The perfect harmony of pressure and softness sent shivers down his spine, enough to make him momentarily forget Sharon's fellatio.

He never expected such a huge difference in sensation just from the presence of clothes and lube.

And this close contact, with skin sticking together thanks to the lube warmed to just the right temperature...

"It's incredibly tight."

"Yeah? It's good, right?"

Sharon, who had tilted her head back slightly to avoid being poked by the cock tip, looked at Siwoo's flushed face with amusement.

When Sharon began moving her breasts in earnest, the two quickly discovered a problem.

"This is hard to move."

"I, I feel like something's stuck too."

It was different from when Sharon manually massaged his cock with her soft, bouncy breasts.

The cat bra severely restricted her range of motion.

"Then how about we try this?"

After briefly freeing the cock from between her breasts, Sharon lay down demurely on the bed.

Then she pointed, poking her own sternum.

"If you straddle me here, wouldn't that work?"

That would definitely allow free movement of the hips.

Eager to feel Sharon's warm, pleasant breasts again quickly, Siwoo carefully climbed on top of her, mindful not to put too much weight on her.

A slight sense of burden arose from the sudden mount position.

"Can I hold onto the sides?"

"Yeah! Of course. Do whatever's comfortable! Ah, just go gently, moving too vigorously might hurt a bit."

After getting permission, he gently grasped Sharon's breasts on either side like handles and inserted his fully erect, throbbing cock.

Seeing Sharon's innocently upturned face directly in front of him stirred a vague sense of guilt.

Somehow, the composition felt like using Sharon as a masturbation device.

Sharon seemed somewhat nervous too, swallowing hard.

"N-now do it. I'm ready."

After a moment's hesitation, Siwoo also began moving his hips, thrusting his cock into Sharon's cleavage, which made squelching sounds.