I Ended Up in My Childhood Friend’s Yuri Harem

Chapter 4

Would you believe it if a man said he hadn’t seen a woman’s vagina until he was 23?

That was me.

Despite frequently exposing myself here and there, I had never encountered a woman who would do the same in front of me.

Even the girlfriend I was dating (or thought I was dating) until recently was like that.

When I was on leave, I fell in love at first sight, and begged to officially date, but we didn’t make any real progress.

Then, in front of me, this person named Jung Saein boldly exposed her vagina.

She pulled down her leggings and panties to her knees in one swift motion, presenting her vagina right in front of my eyes as if to say, “Look!”

Just like when I had exposed myself in front of her when we were kids.

“Look!”

“Oh, oh…!”

Wow! It’s dazzling!

Of course, I didn’t go blind or turn to stone.

I was inwardly cautious that my penis might pop out the moment I dropped my pants, but that didn’t happen either.

Surprisingly, I accepted the situation calmly.

Jung Saein was truly a woman, had a vagina, and was my childhood friend. That much was certain.

Between her thighs was a plump, slightly swollen vulva. In the middle, there was a vertical slit, and above it, healthy hair grew.

Because she was standing upright, I couldn’t see inside the slit. Naturally, unlike her dyed hair, her pubic hair was black. Maybe because she had just washed in my bathroom, there was a faint scent of my shampoo.

“So this is a vagina…”

“Hey, don’t say stuff like that in front of other women.”

While I was looking closely at the vagina, almost about to bury my nose in it, Jung Saein’s fist came down on the back of my head.

I didn’t feel the pain because the visual impact of the vagina in my eyes had anesthetized all my senses.

The vagina. The most fundamental thing that moves a man’s life.

However, there wasn’t anything as dramatic as I had imagined. Aside from actually seeing what I’ve only seen in porn…

Seeing the vagina of a beautiful woman didn’t suddenly make me a popular guy, nor could I boast about it around the neighborhood.

I realized that the vagina itself doesn’t hold much significance.

Only when a man, after putting all his efforts into a woman, finally conquers the vagina.

Like naming a flower, only then does it gain meaning for that man.

You complete the mission, and you get the reward. Exposing the vagina is both the proof and the reward of having conquered that woman. That’s why the vagina has value.

So, what about the vagina shown out of the whim of a childhood friend? It has no value. Because it wasn’t earned through my efforts.

…But thinking about it, isn’t this also a result of the buildup from when we were kids?

Maybe it has some value after all, regardless of how that buildup turned out.

“Now, are you done? Your turn next.”

“No? I’m not done yet.”

“Shut up and hurry up.”

“Wait! Just one minute! Just one more minute!”

As Jung Saein tried to pull her pants back up, I grabbed the hem and clung on.

“You’re really something!”

“I’ll strip! I’ll do it, so just 30 seconds!”

No matter how much of a childhood friend she was, Jung Saein was still a woman. If I exerted all my strength, she couldn’t win.

“Fine. Then I’ll stay undressed, so you undress too.”

“That’s a good idea!”

Jung Saein completely removed her leggings and panties to her ankles, and I hurriedly took off my pants as well.

“Oh.”

Thump.

My semi-erect penis was exposed to the open air.

Jung Saein laughed as if she was glad to see my penis again after a long time.

“What? It’s grown nicely.”

“Of course it has.”

I was never embarrassed about my penis. It’s just that there was nowhere to show it off.

Even in the military, my juniors who saw my penis in the shower all said they were jealous. But since they were all experienced, it sounded like teasing to me.

“Hmm, let’s see.”

“Sigh.”

Without any hesitation, Jung Saein started to fiddle with my penis.

Grabbing and lifting it, touching it, or even playing with my scrotum.

“Hey, hey, weren’t we just supposed to look?”

Jung Saein, who was squatting and playing with my penis, looked up at me and asked.

“Who said you can’t touch?”

Really?! I didn’t say not to touch!

Does that mean I can touch too? But how do you touch a vagina?

More importantly, where did my vagina go?

Even though we both had our pants off, I couldn’t see the vagina because Jung Saein was squatting in front of me.

“Hey, like this, I can’t see.”

“You’ve had your fill of looking, so bear with it.”

“What kind of logic is that!”

In protest, I covered my penis with my hands.

If I miss this chance, I might not see a vagina for another 20 years. So, I had to insist on seeing it.

“Tch. Alright, then let’s go to bed.”

“What.”