2.4

Their centers were paradoxical—something she wanted to avoid looking at yet found herself drawn to. They were so large, so excessively long and thick, that they occupied a significant portion of her vision. There was also a sense of curiosity that made her look. Human psychology, after all, often has a strange tendency to seek out things that are grotesque.  

Blinking blankly, she stared at the scene before her.  

“Ha, damn, I’m going crazy…”  

Juhan, who was m*sturbating quite vigorously, moved so intensely that his skin seemed to ripple. Thick veins bulged along his hand and member, making it look like it would scrape against the inner walls more effectively than any textured d*ldo. Perhaps her brain really had been pickled by dildos, as his member seemed like an oversized textured d*ldo.  

“Yebom…”  

At the sound of a plaintive voice, she turned her gaze. Hyunho, with his strangely ascetic appearance, looked pained. His slender, elegant hands—better suited for piano keys—were gripping his monstrous center. As he stroked it up and down with long, deliberate motions, his sensual breaths filled the living room.  

“…….”  

Suddenly, the absurdity and shock of the situation hit her.  

These two were pleasuring themselves while looking at her.  

Her heart pounded, and her breathing quickened. Their penetrating gazes made her squirm, and the sight of their massive members inexplicably tickled something within her.  

She couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have those pillars inside her. 

Would it even be possible to insert them? If it were, it would probably feel amazing. 

Those thick columns would stretch and fill her emptiness, rubbing against her inner walls.  

Ha….  

She fidgeted restlessly, unable to stay still.  

“Why, are you getting turned on too?”  

“…….”  

“If you want to m*sturbate, go ahead.”  

Juhan said it, but for some reason, she looked at Hyunho. His expression was oddly permissive as he nodded.  

“You can, Yebom.”  

No, I can’t….  

With a vague sense that she shouldn’t, Yebom shook her head with a tearful expression. Looking at the broad torsos of the two men, she suddenly remembered something and asked,  

“Yesterday… did you see my chest?”  

“I didn’t get a proper look.”  

Juhan responded immediately.  

“Does that mean you saw it or didn’t see it?”  

“I was too out of it to get a proper look. You did lift your pajama top, though.”  

Juhan even mimicked the motion of lifting nonexistent clothes above his chest.  

Oh no….  

She really needed to fix this habit. It seemed she had been touching herself last night and had exposed her chest, just as she would at home. She was quite sensitive to stimulation on her chest….  

When she looked at Hyunho, he was wearing a shy expression again.  

“…….”  

So Hyunho had probably gotten a good look. Juhan’s words also didn’t seem entirely trustworthy; there was a 99% chance he had seen everything. Overcome with shame and distress, she hugged her chest with both arms. The subtle stimulation sent a faint wave of pleasure through her.  

“Why are you fussing again? I told you, I didn’t have the presence of mind to get a proper look.”  

“Are you upset about it or something?”  

“Yeah, I’m incredibly regretful. If I got another chance, I’d make sure to take a proper look. But you were rubbing yourself way too hard. What if you hurt yourself?”  

“Exactly. You need to be careful, Yebom.”  

Even Hyunho joined in, pushing her deeper into the pit of embarrassment.  

“It’s so embarrassing….”  

“What’s there to be embarrassed about? You’re a grown adult. You’re not a child.”  

“No, I’m not….”  

“You’re fully grown, after all.”  

“…….”  

She couldn’t tell if he was talking about her chest or her actions. Annoyed by Juhan’s constant teasing, she impulsively lifted her top. Her bare stomach and bra-covered chest were exposed.  

“Are you going to touch yourself?”  

“…Wow, it’s pretty.”  

“I can’t see well from here.”  

Feigning difficulty seeing, Juhan squinted his eyes before suddenly standing up and approaching her. Kneeling in front of the armchair, he stared intently at her body. Flustered, she shifted nervously, extending her legs, and her toes brushed against something.  

“Oh.”  

It was Hyunho, who had approached silently and unnoticed. He gently grabbed her foot and began to play with it.  

“Yebom’s foot.”  

Now physically trapped between the two of them, she felt cornered.  

“Touch it gently.” 

Juhan said, demonstrating by mimicking the motion in the air.  

“…….”  

Had I dug my own grave? 

Their expectant reactions weighed on her, and their excitement was contagious, making her dizzy. Reluctantly, she began to touch the exposed skin above her underwear. The soft, pale skin of her cleavage felt incredibly smooth and tender, even under her own touch.  

“Ha….”  

Juhan mimed squeezing and caressing the air as if he were acting out a pantomime. Feeling the unspoken pressure, she slid her hand into her bra.  

Her palm was filled with the plump flesh of her br*ast. Glancing at the two men, she hesitantly kneaded the flesh and then began rubbing her n*pple discreetly within the cup of her bra.  

“Mm….”  

Meanwhile, Hyunho was massaging her foot, his hand moving over the top of it in a sensual manner. The intimate touch sent a tingling sensation through her stomach. While caressing her foot with one hand, he continued to stroke his member with the other. The indescribable tension and sense of danger made her heart pound violently.  

“…….”  

Holding the soft flesh in her hand brought her a small sense of stability. The firm yet tender sensation of her br*ast was comforting. Occasionally, she would habitually rub her n*pple, her face melting into pleasure.  

“Take it off.”  

Juhan couldn’t bring himself to remove it directly, instead fumbling in the air.  

What should I do?  

What should I do?  

She couldn’t easily move her hands.  

Part of her wanted to throw off the frustrating bra, but she felt that doing so would spiral things even further out of control. Even though she was already acting far beyond reason, removing it would push her past the point of no return.  

The two men—no, these two men—were not only pleasuring themselves in front of her but seemed to want even more….  

“Please….”  

Juhan’s rare plea made her move as if under a spell.  

Perhaps, deep down, she had wanted this moment. Outwardly, she acted as though she were indulging Juhan’s request, but inwardly, she was satisfying her growing desire.  

When she unclasped her bra and let it fall away, Hyunho let out an exclamation of awe.  

“You’re so beautiful, Yebom.”  

“Ha, they’re so full.”  

Juhan took the bra from her hand, never taking his eyes off her chest. He brought the inside of the cup, the part that touched her br*asts, to his nose and inhaled deeply.  

Hyunho shifted his hand from her foot to her exposed stomach, touching the soft flesh just below her chest. As he explored the area, his eyes remained fixed on her br*asts.  

Feeling a strange mix of emotions, she whimpered softly and began kneading her own br*asts with both hands. She alternated between covering her n*pples and exposing them, overwhelmed by embarrassment.  

This wasn’t her first time, but last night she had been half-asleep. Now, fully conscious, it felt like the first time all over again. She kept exposing and covering her br*asts, stimulating herself in the process.  

“Your n*pples are hard.”  

At the blunt comment, she shook her head, murmuring, 

“No….”  

Hyunho, acting as her advocate, gently intervened.  

“Don’t say things like that.”  

“Don’t stare so much….”  

“How can I not look when I have eyes?”  

“They’re so beautiful, Yebom.”  

“Ugh….”  

Hyunho’s hand, which had been caressing her stomach, subtly moved upward. The light touch along the border between her chest and stomach was tantalizing.  

“…….”  

Unable to take it anymore, she grabbed Hyunho’s hand and placed it on her br*ast.  

“Ah….”  

Hyunho, who had been cautiously approaching, now acted as though he had been assaulted, letting out a startled sound.  

But soon, he carefully began to touch her br*ast. His warm, firm hand cupped the soft flesh, moving gently. The sensation of someone else’s hand on her chest for the first time was both exhilarating and delightful.  

Hyunho’s hands, hardened by his work in medical procedures, were slightly rough and calloused. The contrast between his firm touch and his delicate care drove her wild.  

“They’re so soft….”  

“Ah…!”  

Not to be outdone, Juhan joined in, grabbing her other br*ast with his large hand. His rough exclamation slipped out.  

“They’re so full, even though you barely eat.”  

“They’re full and beautiful.”  

“What on earth do you eat to make them so firm…?”  

“I was worried because you’re so thin, but this is a relief, Yebom.”  

“…….”  

Their words, a mix of compliments and teasing, left her confused.  

Juhan’s touch was rough compared to Hyunho’s. He kneaded her br*ast like dough, rubbing her n*pple with his fingers. The friction from his thumb on her hardened n*pple made her body tremble.  

Each of her br*asts was being caressed by a different hand. Hyunho’s rougher touch was gentle and focused, while Juhan’s warmer, softer hand was more aggressive. The contrasting sensations sent waves of pleasure through her chest.  

“Ha, this is the best thing I’ve ever touched in my life.”  

Suddenly, Juhan leaned in, startling her. He pressed his nose to her chest, inhaling deeply before taking her n*pple into his mouth.