Free Web NovelChapter 43: Behind the Mountain
However, Taeyang couldn’t immediately start teasing Ahyeon’s armpits as he wanted.
Halfway through taking off his clothes, his arms were awkwardly raised, causing his neck to stiffen.
"This is... uncomfortable."
Taeyang frowned and pulled his head back.
He grabbed Ahyeon’s wrist, pushed it behind her back, fully unzipped the windbreaker, and pulled the clothes off down to her wrists. It was an awkward position with her arms half-removed, making it difficult to move, but Taeyang instead used the windbreaker like a rope to tie her wrists.
"Uh-uh?"
Startled, Ahyeon kept looking back and forth between her bound wrists and Taeyang.
"If I do this, I can’t touch Taeyang..."
Ahyeon grumbled, but he only smiled more deeply.
"You wanted me to wipe your sweat, right?"
"I did..."
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Of course, Ahyeon liked being touched by Taeyang, but she also valued feeling him with her own hands. The current situation was far from ideal for her.
Taeyang understood Ahyeon’s disappointment but shook his head firmly.
"No way. If you start touching me, we’ll end up having sex right away. First, let’s wipe the sweat... For now, hands up."
"Hands up!"
Anyway, she obediently raised both arms high. Her chest bounced up and down, fully exposing her smooth, spotless armpits.
"Don’t lower your arms."
"Okay..."
Taeyang pressed his nose into the defenselessly exposed armpit and stuck out his tongue. Without paying any attention to the side of her breast that lightly touched his cheek, he drew a straight line up with his tongue.
"Hngyaahaahng♥" freēwēbηovel.c૦m
A mixture of ticklishness and pleasure shot through Ahyeon’s spine. Just like his tongue, he pressed his nose tightly against her armpit and inhaled deeply. The sound of sniffing echoed through the quiet observation deck.
Every time Taeyang’s hot breath touched her armpit, Ahyeon bit her lip tightly and twisted her whole body.
"Huhihit... Hyaueung..."
Usually, even the smell of her armpits was like the fresh scent of fruit, but today it was distinctly different.
The smell and taste of her sweat-soaked armpits were indescribable. Of course, it wasn’t unpleasant at all; rather, it was exciting. His tongue, extended to its limit, moved up and down her armpit.
Churreung- Tsuuup- Jjuup-
"Huhyaahht♥ Kkihiieet♥"
She jerked like a fish caught on a hook.
After licking her armpit a few more times, he no longer tasted the salty flavor of sweat.
Taeyang briefly lifted his face and left a short comment about her armpit.
"It’s sour, but it also smells a bit like apples?"
"Huhit, I don... Kkihyuuueung♥"
Before she could even respond, he started sucking her armpit again.
Tsuuup- Jjok- Churreung-
After a dozen or so back-and-forths, he could no longer feel any sweat in her armpit. Taeyang immediately turned his gaze. With just a slight turn of his head, her still sweat-soaked armpit greeted him.
Taeyang spent quite a long time thoroughly licking, sucking, and tasting Ahyeon’s armpit.
Although the excited Ahyeon started sweating again while being sucked, he didn’t worry about it since they would inevitably end up spending the night outside.
"Left armpit is done."
"Huueung... Kk... Done?"
Ahyeon, half out of her mind with pleasure and ticklishness, asked again.
"Now... Hehek... Sex...?"
"Nope?"
Taeyang grinned mischievously and looked at her right armpit.
"Now it’s the right side’s turn. And..."
Taeyang’s gaze turned to her heaving chest.
"We’re not done yet."
Saying that, Taeyang bent down and pressed his face against Ahyeon’s armpit.
"Hngihiiieet♥"
Ahyeon could have resisted at any moment, but she obediently kept her arms raised, screaming in pleasure.
After a while, this would just be a repeat of the left armpit.
Suddenly, a naughty thought crossed Taeyang’s mind, and he lifted his lips from her armpit. He gently pinched her wet armpit with one hand.
"Haheut...♥"
Using his thumb and middle finger to gather as much skin as possible, he poked the center with his index finger, creating a small mound of armpit flesh.
Although there was no hole... it looked just like one. Taeyang briefly spoke his mind.
"It looks like a pussy."
At those words, Ahyeon turned her head to look at her armpit and giggled.
"Ahyeon’s armpit pussy, please fuck meee♥"
There was no time to respond. He immediately buried his face in her armpit.
Tsuuup- Tsuububung- Jjuuwek- Jjoook-
He kissed it lightly, pressing his lips against it, and then covered her armpit with his whole mouth, sucking hard. Every time he changed his actions, Ahyeon’s reactions were different, making Taeyang even more excited.
"Huaang♥ Heehut♥ Hihit♥"
This time, he pressed his tongue firmly against her armpit.
At the same time, Ahyeon’s body stiffened and trembled.
It was clear that this was the most pleasurable moment of the foreplay so far. Taeyang, not content with that, pressed the climax switch hidden in her armpit several times. The lower half of her body, covered only by dolphin shorts, was already dripping with vaginal fluid down to her ankles.
"Heeuhtahaht♥ Haaaang♥"
After thoroughly sucking her right armpit, Taeyang’s tongue slowly moved from her armpit to her shoulder and collarbone.
Anyway, the main purpose was to wipe off the sweat, so even if it wasn’t her armpit, he intended to do his best to wipe off the sweat. As he ran his tongue over her collarbone, he tasted a sweet flavor unlike before.
Even though it was all Ahyeon’s sweat, the sweat on her collarbone tasted different from her armpit.
As he sucked up the sweat from her collarbone and the upper part of her chest, marveling at the mysteries of the human body, Taeyang felt a weight on the top of his head.
Suddenly wondering what was happening, he looked up with just his eyes.
Unable to use her hands, Ahyeon wanted to feel Taeyang somehow, and the method she came up with was to place her face on the top of his head. He could feel her soft cheek through his hair.
With her slightly parted lips, Ahyeon continued to moan excitedly as she rubbed her cheek against the top of Taeyang’s head.
*
It was over an hour before Taeyang could finally lift his tongue from Ahyeon’s body.
Starting from her armpits, to her neck, collarbone, and chest. Including her sides, back, and belly button, there wasn’t a single part of Ahyeon’s upper body that Taeyang’s tongue hadn’t touched.
And Ahyeon, who had experienced all those moments as foreplay, was already...
"Heheh... Eung..."
Lying on the long bench of the observation deck, she was far from okay. If she had at least reached a climax, it might have been different, but after being teased with ambiguous pleasure for over an hour, she was completely out of it. It wasn’t just that she was soaked from being licked; there were also countless kiss marks all over her body.
Taeyang scratched his cheek, troubled by the state he had created. Clearly, from the middle onwards, he had been too focused on his own pleasure without considering Ahyeon’s condition.
In this state, even if he woke her up, they couldn’t move on to the main event of sex, nor could she walk down. Besides, she wasn’t moving her body properly, and mosquitoes were starting to gather around her.
There was no need to think further.
He smirked and squatted in front of the bench where Ahyeon was lying. He made her sit up forcefully, draped the windbreaker over her, and leaned her forward to hang onto his back.
With both hands firmly gripping her thighs, which were wet with vaginal fluid, he stood up straight.
"Ugh-cha...!"
No matter how much she exercised, she was still a girl. Taeyang easily carried Ahyeon on his back and adjusted his posture before starting to walk.
Of course, if Ahyeon woke up, she would be embarrassed and apologetic for being carried by a man, but for him, just feeling the softness of her breasts against his back was more than enough reward.
Taeyang hummed a tune as he descended the mountain.
*
After finishing the lewd hike with Ahyeon, Taeyang returned home and sat on the living room sofa, absentmindedly fiddling with his phone.
For several years now, his daily routine had ended with replying to the texts and messages that had piled up throughout the day. No matter how tired or exhausted he was, if he skipped this, his phone would be flooded with messages the next day.
Today, too, he replied to each of the hundreds of new messages. Moonbyul said she was studying late into the night at the study room for her exams, so there was no one to nag him about talking to girls too much.
[I’m so embarrassed!!!!!!! My face is still burning!!!!!]
He finished replying to the messages with a response to Ahyeon, who was embarrassed and sent a crying emoji. Checking the time, it was already past midnight.
It was time to get some sleep for tomorrow. As Taeyang got up from the sofa to go to his room,
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Someone knocked loudly on the front door.
The knock was rude and rough, not fitting for this hour, and there was no reason to bang on the door when there was a perfectly good doorbell. There was only one person Taeyang knew who would do this at this hour.
"Daaaaad! It’s meeee! Open the dooooor!"
"Here we go again."
As expected, it was her. Sounding completely drunk, she continued to bang on the door.
Lately, she had been quiet, but with the college semester ending, she was back to her old ways. Taeyang sighed briefly and opened the front door slightly.
A strong smell of alcohol hit him, and he looked down.
There was a small figure with a bobbed haircut—it was his neighbor, Lee Ji-eun, who lived two doors down and was two years older than him.
"Noona, your house is next door."
"Huh?"
The petite figure looked up with a dumb expression and burst into laughter.
"Oh, it’s Taeyang!"
Lee Ji-eun, Taeyang’s neighbor who lived two doors down and was two years older, smiled brightly and hugged him.
