The Prosecutor’s Office’s Proposal Chapter 180

As I rubbed the glans with my curved tongue and looked up, he grabbed my wrists and pulled me up to a standing position. Then, as if to soothe my chapped lips, he swept them with the tip of his tongue and lifted me up, supporting my buttocks. By now, I was accustomed to wrapping my legs around his body, resting my chin on his broad shoulder, and pressing my body fully against his. Prosecutor Joo moved toward the center of the suite’s living room.

The bathrobe that had slipped down during the oral sex was now of no use. I was thirsty for the feeling of his skin against mine; I wanted to quickly shed the bathrobe that sat annoyingly on my dry body.

I thought we were going straight to the bedroom, but my back hit the cool leather sofa. The bedroom was only a few more steps away, but Prosecutor Joo seemed to find even that time too precious; he made me pull my arms out of the bathrobe I was about to remove and kissed me right there. I reached up and groped for the bag I had left on the sofa during the day, then held it out to him like a shield. It was a sign to use the oil properly.

His handsome lips, as if delicately sculpted, kissed my cheeks and eyelids as he whispered.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let it hurt.”

“You always say that, but then you get too impatient.”

“I’ve improved a lot, haven’t I? Cut me some slack.”

The breath brushing against my nape was exceptionally hot, and I could feel the desire he was suppressing through the temperature of his skin. It always took a little longer for my breath to heat up to that level. I was always slower than Prosecutor Joo in everything—whether walking, eating, or having sex—so he had to wait until I was sufficiently acclimated.

Click. The sound of the cap opening stimulated my tension. Oil dripped onto his broad palm with a sticky sound, and his thick fingers headed familiarly toward my buttocks. Instead of digging into the narrow opening right away, he spread the oil widely over my glutes. His knuckles rubbed against my perineum, then pulled away, and his fingertips, dripping with oil, massaged the entrance.

“Heut….”

One finger pushed in tightly, only to slip out again, and he gently squeezed and released my oil-slicked buttocks. The sensation of him kneading the sticky flesh was so erotic that I bit my lip slightly. He said he wouldn’t let it hurt, and he really was proceeding slowly.

“Did you get hard while sucking on me?”

He asked, even though he knew the answer, and every time, my earlobes turned hot. He gripped my already-hard member, let go, and then rubbed the tip of his still-erect penis against my perineum. Because of the oil, the sensation of the friction was smooth; the moment my lips parted sloppily, one finger pushed all the way inside.

“…Ah… ung….”

It was because I had been aroused for a long time while performing oral sex. Prosecutor Joo examined my face—which was trembling with pleasure even from just one finger—close up, pressed his lips to my cheek, and slowly moved his finger in and out.

Today, my inner walls seemed to be gripping his finger excessively; I tried hard not to reveal my arousal, but there was no way he, being so keen, would miss the signals my body was sending. The movement of his hand slowed down. It was embarrassing to have his fingertips pressing firmly against my insides, only to slowly withdraw and read every single movement of my inner walls; I wanted him to just move faster instead.

Perhaps because the location was unfamiliar, my sensitive lower half reacted even more sharply than usual. My mucous membranes seemed to be under the illusion that his member had entered, eagerly tightening around his thick finger joint. My heart and body were at odds. My back, which had been clinging to Prosecutor Joo while I lay on my side, curled into a round shape.

“Uung, heup….”

“It’s going to be chaos once I drive myself inside. You can’t even stay still because you like it so much with just one finger.”

“Don’t, say things like… Ah….”

“Working all day at the prosecutor’s office with a blank expression like a model student, but then only at times like this, you can’t hide anything and show all your reactions… it really drives a person insane.”

Two oil-slicked fingers surged smoothly inside. Prosecutor Joo pulled one of my legs—which was visibly trembling—and draped it over his own body, holding me tight so I wouldn’t fall off the sofa.

“Wrap your legs around me, too.”

“Ah… heus….”

I barely managed to wrap my visibly shaking legs around his thick torso, burying my face in his broad chest as I embraced him. My forehead touched his firm muscles. Whether the tension from being in an unfamiliar place was fueling my sexual desire, or my body was reacting sensitively because he was slowly loosening me up, I couldn’t stand it easily every time the number of fingers increased, so I bit down hard on my lower lip. If I kept chewing on it like this, I feared my flesh would end up swollen and red.

Clinging to him, I accepted his fingers while moaning, and unable to hold back, I brought my palm to his member first. I had thought that if the foreplay was gentle, it would just be pleasant, but perhaps because I was accustomed to his rougher methods, I wanted him to just drive into me quickly. Prosecutor Joo flinched for a moment, then lifted his head slightly and pushed his hot tongue into my ear canal. He probed my ear with a wet, splashing sound as he secretly whispered.

“Do you want me to put it in already?”

“Uung, heut… Yes…. Ah… the, the ear….”

“You love it, though. You’re crazy about that sound of water ringing in your ears.”

As the tip of his tongue dug deeper and probed, the sound of water surged throughout my entire body. The wet, squelching sound was so stimulating that I chewed my lips and suppressed the moans trying to burst out, again and again, but I couldn’t stop my excited head from arching backward. While he loosened me up down there, he used his free hand to grab my hair, fixing my head so I couldn’t avoid him.

Finally, after he had licked and loosened everything—my inner ear and my lower half—until he felt like stopping, the tongue and fingers that had been obsessively taunting me withdrew. His pointed tongue-tip licked up the corners of my eyes, from which tears had leaked while enduring the pleasure, and his large hand headed toward my front.

My member, which had been erect throughout the oral sex, had already ejaculated, unable to bear the sensation of his tongue probing my ear. Whenever his tongue entered my ear, I became unable to do anything, like someone whose pressure point had been hit. It was hard even for me to understand why my ears were so sensitive. At first, I had been so ashamed I wanted to run away, but since I had ejaculated several times after receiving oral stimulation to my ears, I could no longer pretend otherwise. His touch as he kneaded my wet member was relentless, and goosebumps rose on my skin.

“You’ve grabbed it, so now you have to move.”

Only then did I realize my palm was still touching his member. His penis, which had been erect since long ago, was, as expected, swollen to a frightening degree. Even though we had mixed our bodies countless times, I still wondered if insertion would even be possible.

Prosecutor Joo easily lifted me, his hazy-eyed lover, and lay back on the sofa, placing my body on top of his. When I looked down with my dazed eyes to meet his gaze, Prosecutor Joo glanced downward. Beneath my shifting gaze was a member of a length and thickness I could never get used to, standing firm. It was going to tear through my body, pierce me, and finally make me burst into tears.

“Try it from on top.”

It was still a position I was clumsy with.

“From, the beginning, like this….”

Before I could finish my sentence, his soft tongue forced its way between my fingers. Pleasant goosebumps rose finely along my nape.

I began to think that perhaps it wasn’t my ears or fingers that were sensitive, but that I was weak for Prosecutor Joo’s tongue. His wet, warm flesh moved along the sides of my fingers. It felt so good that my fingers, which had been stretched out, curled in, and my nails tingled with excitement.

He rubbed the thin skin between my fingers with the tip of his tongue and said.

“You can take it, no problem. Try to be half as proactive with your brain when you work as you are now. That’s the only way to do your pretty butt justice.”

The sentence he uttered seeped into my saliva-dampened ears, but it couldn’t penetrate my brain. My entire focus was stolen by his fingers; I was left unable to do anything, moaning for a long time with my lips parted sloppily. The thought that I barely needed to move came immediately after his hot tongue let go of my hands.

Prosecutor Joo this time dropped plenty of oil onto his own member. He used to be someone who didn’t really care even if I found it too much, but after our relationship deepened, he began to take meticulous care to ensure I didn’t feel pain.