Touch Therapy: Where Hands Go, Bodies Beg

Madam Seo was still trembling against the glass, Joon-ho's cum dripping from her swollen pussy in messy strings, when Harin finally moved. Her face was flushed, her lips parted, her eyes dark with hunger. She crawled closer on the sofa, unable to resist anymore, her gaze fixed on the glistening mess between Madam Seo's thighs.

Seo gasped when Harin's tongue touched her, a sudden hot lick that dragged through her folds. "Ahhh—Harin—" she moaned, her knees threatening to buckle. She was still sensitive, the aftershocks of orgasm twitching through her, but Harin was merciless. She pressed her face in deeper, lapping at the slick mixture of cum and juices, slurping greedily as if she'd been starving for it.

Seo shuddered violently, one hand flying into Harin's hair, pulling tight as her hips rolled forward. "God… you little slut… licking me when I'm still dripping his seed…" Her voice was breathless, shame and pleasure tangled together. Harin only moaned into her, tongue swirling over Seo's clit, lips sucking hard, swallowing every drop that leaked from her.

When Harin finally lifted her face, her mouth and chin were smeared, glistening with the slick mess of cum and juice she'd sucked out of Seo's pussy. A thin strand clung to her lip before snapping and sliding down her chin. Her eyes burned with hunger as she climbed up Seo's body, not even pausing, her breasts dragging over Seo's stomach, nipples stiff as little pebbles.

Seo barely had a second to catch her breath before Harin's mouth crashed against hers. The kiss was deep, messy, their lips smashing together, tongues colliding. Harin pushed her tongue past Seo's lips with force, feeding her the thick, musky taste of Joon-ho she'd just swallowed. Seo groaned into it, shameless, sucking Harin's tongue, her throat working as she gulped down the flavor of her own pussy mixed with his seed.

Their mouths opened wider, greedy, frantic, saliva spilling from the corners and dripping down their chins. Cum, spit, and sweat smeared between them, but neither pulled away. If anything, the filthier it got, the harder they kissed. Their moans tangled, vibrating into each other's mouths.

Their breasts pressed together, hot skin sliding, nipples so hard they caught and rubbed against each other with every shift of their bodies. Harin arched into it, gasping, while Seo's hands slid up and grabbed her tits roughly. She squeezed them hard, fingers sinking into soft flesh before pinching Harin's nipples between her fingers.

Harin's back arched with a sharp moan, her body jolting as the pain sparked straight to her pussy. She writhed against Seo, grinding harder, desperate for more. Seo smirked into the kiss, groaning when Harin bit her lip, and retaliated by twisting Harin's nipple until she gasped.

The kiss broke only for a second, both of them panting, spit stringing between their swollen lips. Then they slammed their mouths back together, tongues clashing, fighting, pushing deeper, their kiss so wet it echoed in the quiet room.

Seo's moan was muffled, Harin's whimper swallowed whole, as they devoured each other with shameless hunger.

Behind them, Joon-ho stepped forward, his cock still hard, still wet from Seo's pussy. He grabbed her hips and lined himself up again, pushing into her from behind in one deep thrust. Seo cried out against Harin's mouth, her entire body jerking forward as his cock split her open once more. Harin felt it too—Seo's cunt tightening and pulsing around him, every shudder transmitted into the kiss they shared.

Seo broke the kiss long enough to moan. "Yesss—oh god—fuck me again—" Her voice was hoarse, begging.

Harin, panting, licked along her neck, whispering against her ear. "Unnie… he's inside you so deep… you're so wet… so messy…"

Seo shivered violently at the words, her hips slamming back to meet Joon-ho's thrusts. Harin held her close, their bodies grinding together even as Joon-ho took her hard from behind. The three of them stumbled to the sofa, collapsing in a tangle—Harin lying on her back, Seo sprawled on top of her, their mouths locked again, their nipples sliding against each other, while Joon-ho drove his cock into Seo, every thrust making both women moan.

The room filled with wet sounds—the slap of skin, the suck of Harin's mouth, the squelch of Seo's pussy being fucked full again. Seo clutched Harin tighter, grinding her clit against Harin's mound as Joon-ho pounded her from behind, fucking her into Harin's body. Harin kissed her back desperately, moaning into her mouth, feeling every thrust shake through Seo into her own chest.

Joon-ho's hands gripped Seo's ass hard, spreading her cheeks so he could bury himself deeper. "Take it," he growled low, his thrusts sharp, relentless. Seo sobbed into Harin's kiss, her body quivering as the pleasure overwhelmed her again. Harin only held her tighter, their tongues tangling, her nails dragging down Seo's back.

It was a tangle of sweat, cum, and moans—three bodies locked together, unable to separate.

The kiss between Seo and Harin was still wet and violent when Joon-ho moved in again. His hands gripped Seo's hips from behind, and she jolted, lips breaking from Harin with a gasp. Her body arched as the thick head of his cock pressed against her swollen folds once more.

"Fuck—" Seo hissed, the word sharp and needy. Her thighs trembled, still leaking his last load, but her cunt clenched with fresh hunger, sucking him in before he even pushed.

Harin tilted her head back against the sofa arm, her lips parted and shining, her chest heaving. She reached up, grabbing Seo's tits from the front, kneading them rough, pulling her down until their nipples rubbed raw against each other again. Seo moaned into Harin's mouth as Joon-ho thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her in one brutal stroke.

The sound was filthy—a wet slap followed by Seo's sharp cry.

"Ahhh—yes! Hard—just like that!" she gasped, grinding back against him, her ass clapping against his hips with each movement.

Harin laughed breathlessly beneath her, lips brushing Seo's ear as she whispered, "Unnie… you're dripping all over his cock. You love being filled, don't you?"

Seo shuddered, her forehead pressing to Harin's as she panted, "I love it. I fucking love it—" Her voice broke into another moan as Joon-ho slammed harder, spreading her legs wide so he could drive deeper.

The sofa creaked under their weight, Seo caught between Harin's greedy kisses and Joon-ho's relentless pounding. Her moans vibrated against Harin's lips, her body jerking with every thrust.

Joon-ho's hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back so he could bite at her neck. His other hand gripped her hip, pulling her back onto him until every inch of his cock vanished inside her.

"Take it all," he growled low, his breath hot against her ear. "Every last inch."

Seo whimpered, eyes fluttering back as her pussy clenched down on him, squeezing like she never wanted to let him go. Harin leaned up, licking at Seo's throat where Joon-ho's teeth had marked her, her fingers sliding lower to rub at Seo's clit, pressing fast and hard.

"Let him ruin you," Harin teased, her voice dripping with mischief. "Let oppa fuck you until you can't even stand."

Seo's response was a broken scream. Her body convulsed, her pussy gripping Joon-ho's cock so tightly it made him grunt.

Her orgasm ripped through her, shaking her from head to toe. Her nails clawed at Harin's shoulders, dragging red streaks across her skin as she rode out the wave. Joon-ho didn't stop. He fucked her through it, his hips snapping against her ass, his cock pistoning in and out of her soaked cunt until her screams turned into hoarse, guttural moans.

Harin's thighs squeezed tight, her own pussy dripping just from watching them. She arched up, grinding against Seo's stomach, desperate for friction. Seo, drunk on climax, still kissed her, tongues tangling, spit smearing, while Joon-ho ravaged her from behind.

And then Joon-ho shifted. His grip on Seo's waist tightened, and he pulled one of her legs up, hooking it over his arm. Harin's eyes widened as Seo's pussy was spread wide open in front of her—Joon-ho's cock sliding in and out, glistening with her juices, every thrust visible, every wet slap echoing in the room.

Harin's breath caught. "Fuck… I can see him inside you…"

Seo's head lolled back, her hair sticking to her sweaty skin, her eyes half-lidded as she panted. "Yes—yes—watch me—watch him fuck me…"

The sight drove Harin wild. Her hand slipped between her own thighs, rubbing herself furiously as she stared, her moans joining Seo's.

Joon-ho grunted, thrusting harder, deeper, the sound of his cock pounding Seo's pussy filling the room. Her body jolted with every impact, her tits bouncing against Harin's, sweat dripping down both their chests.

Seo came again—loud, shameless, her pussy clenching so hard around him that he almost lost it right there.

"Cum in me," she begged, her voice hoarse, desperate. "Fill me again—make me forget everything—ahhh!"

Harin gasped against her lips, echoing her words. "Do it, oppa—make her your slut. Make unnie yours."

That was all it took. Joon-ho slammed deep one final time, his cock buried to the hilt as he groaned low in his chest. His release burst inside her, hot and thick, spilling into Seo's spasming cunt.

Her scream shattered the air, her body shaking violently as she came with him, her pussy milking every drop, her thighs trembling uncontrollably.

Joon-ho stayed buried, grinding slow, making sure she took it all. Seo collapsed against Harin, her tits pressing against the younger woman's chest, their mouths meeting in a sloppy, cum-smeared kiss.

When he finally pulled out, Seo's pussy gaped, leaking his seed down her thighs, dripping onto Harin's stomach. The sight was obscene, raw, and Harin moaned, grabbing Seo's ass to pull her down for another messy kiss.

Joon-ho leaned back, chest heaving, his cock softening but still glistening with their mess. Seo slumped against Harin, too weak to hold herself up, her body twitching from aftershocks. Harin stroked her hair, still flushed, still shivering from everything they'd shared.

The apartment had gone quiet again, save for the sound of their ragged breathing.

Joon-ho rose slowly, scooping Seo up in his arms as if she weighed nothing. She murmured something incoherent, nuzzling into his chest, utterly spent. Harin followed, gathering Seo's discarded lingerie with a soft smile, her own body aching but satisfied.

They made their way to the bedroom together, the glow of the city still spilling faintly through the window behind them. Joon-ho laid Seo down gently on the bed, Harin curling up beside her, while he slid in on the other side.

Three bodies, tangled and sticky, the warmth of each other lulling them down.