Questism and Lookism: Am I Suhyeon Kim?

[Suhyeon's point of view]

Baek Chaerin presses her body lightly against mine, increasing the pressure and intimacy between us. Her hand slowly slides upward, gently caressing my chest with her index finger.

"Or would you rather I show you?" she murmurs seductively.

"This girl... Since when did she become so confident?" I thought, somewhat surprised.

The thought flashes through my mind like lightning. It's true, the Chaerin I knew has changed drastically in the last month.

The shyness and fear that once defined her seem to have disappeared completely, replaced by bold confidence and dazzling sensuality.

I looked at her body with a mixture of amazement and desire. The voluptuous shape of her body, enhanced by the simple black bra and matching panties, is simply stunning. Every curve and contour seems to have been sculpted to please me.

My gaze inevitably drifts to her breasts, highlighted by the skimpy black bra. The shape is wonderful, with delicate pink nipples that invite me to touch them.

I feel a desire to explore her body, and my breathing quickens.

Chaerin seems to be aware of my gaze on her, and a small smile appears on her lips. Her eyes shine with passion and excitement, as if she is enjoying the moment.

She raises her hand and slowly lowers her bra, then gently touches one of her nipples, looking at you with a defiant gaze.

"Do you like them?" she murmurs playfully, barely audible.

But just as I was about to answer, Chaerin, without hesitation, brought her nipple to my mouth and placed it there, while sitting on my lap with her legs spread.

The boldness of her gesture left me speechless. The movement was too quick and deliberate.

I felt the touch of her delicate legs, which felt like pillows, and her soft nipple on my lips. The texture is very soft, sensitive, and delicate.

Chaerin looks at me with an intense and provocative gaze. Her eyes show a mixture of anticipation, as if she were waiting for a reaction on my face.

The intoxicating scent of her skin fills my primitive senses, and I feel myself losing control.

A small moan escapes her lips, and I feel the world around me shrink to that single touch.

Chaerin leans forward slightly, bringing her body even closer to mine, as she wraps her arms around my head and presses me against her breasts, while sucking on her nipple.

"Aahh!" she moaned louder.

Her body trembles under my touch, due to the constant increase in stimulation.

And her hands cling to my hair more tightly.

Her reddish-brown eyes close, as a small tear begins to fall, and her face contorts into an expression of pure pleasure.

I feel that she is losing control, that she is at the mercy of my carnal desires.

The scent of her skin intensifies even more, and I feel myself sinking into a whirlwind of pleasurable sensations.

Chaerin squeezes her legs around my waist, increasing the pressure. Her breathing is shallow and ragged, and I can feel her heart beating fast.

"Wait!" she moaned. "Suhyeon, you're being too rough!" she added.

But his hands didn't leave my body. His hips moved more insistently, seeking more, as if his lips were saying one thing and his body was screaming another. It was part of his game, and I understood it perfectly. We read each other without words.

Although she had told me to stop, it was just a lie, because she was very aroused and I could feel her panties getting wet.

I lifted her suddenly in an instant. With my arms holding her, I turned around and laid her down on the mattress.

The movement of lifting her and laying her down on the bed is smooth and deliberate. Chaerin slides onto the bedspread, and her eyes remain fixed on me with a piercing intensity.

The way she looks at me is different, just pure and unconditional desire.

As I take off my shirt, Chaerin follows my every move with attention and precision. Her eyes scan my toned body, appreciating every detail with a lustful gaze.

The shirt falls to the floor, revealing my defined, tanned torso. The dim light in the room highlights the contours of my muscles, creating an irresistible image.

Chaerin gasps softly and her lips moisten slightly next to her panties.

"Chaerin, you little pervert, you'll see... what you've done," I thought, smiling as I approached the bed.

She continues to look at me provocatively. Her lips curve into a mischievous smile.

Chaerin raises both hands and slowly touches her nipples, looking at me with a lascivious and flirtatious gaze. As if she were mocking me.

As she watches me climb onto the bed, followed by the slow movement of my tongue across her belly, she becomes completely paralyzed. A muffled gasp escapes her mouth, prompting her to cover it with her hands, trying to contain the moans that threaten to escape.

Her body is rigid and trembling, but at the same time, she longs for me to continue more and more.

The soft touch of my tongue on her belly up to her breasts is an exquisite caress that makes her shiver and her legs tense involuntarily.

I run my tongue over her nipples, leaving a light trail of saliva until I reach her neck, kissing her around it and leaving light red marks.

Her hands slowly slide down my back, clinging tightly. The need is too great in her gaze.

"Right now I'm very curious to know what's going on inside her head, ha ha ha, it must be a mess," I thought as I slowly approached her ear and slid my hand down her belly until I reached her panties.

I slid my fingers under the fabric until I reached her wet vagina, then inserted my middle and index fingers all the way in, causing Chaerin to let out a lustful moan as I moved my fingers quickly.

Chaerin's gaze was one of desire and submission. Her eyes filled with tears, but at the same time she moaned incessantly.

She tilted her hips slightly forward, clenched her teeth, and whispered in my ear with a trembling voice:

"No... don't stop," she whispered. The plea was both a command and a surrender to pleasure.

The deep, rapid penetration of my fingers brings her to the brink of ecstasy. Her body contorts under my touch, seeking more contact, much more pleasure. She surrenders completely to my caresses. Her hands cling tightly to my shoulders, her nails digging slightly into my skin.

"I'm... I'm about to..." she says with difficulty, leaving the mattress fabric wet with her sweat.

Chaerin's body suddenly tenses, and a muffled scream escapes her lips. Her eyes widen, and her gaze locks onto yours with desire.

"Here it comes!" she cries, her voice filled with desperation and pleasure.

Her body begins to shake, and an intense orgasm courses through her. Her internal muscles contract around my fingers, and a warm flow floods her vagina.

Chaerin arches her back. Her moans fill the room, loud and uncontrolled. At this moment, she is completely lost, utterly surrendered to the sensations I am awakening in her.