“Nipples are fine.
Now go ahead and touch her pussy.”
For the first time in my life I was about to touch a girl’s most intimate place.
I’d watched hundreds of porn videos, but the real thing…?
Swallowing dryly, I slowly lowered the sensor-tipped finger.
Looking down, I saw Chaerin’s pussy: plump outer lips and, between them, shy pink inner flesh that made my cock go fully hard.
With trembling fingers I carefully parted her labia.
Glossy membrane and a clear liquid came into view.
So this is love juice?
As if entranced, I gently rubbed the entrance with my fingertip.
Through the sensor I felt slick, hot, sticky wetness—far more vivid than anything I had imagined.
The sticky fluid clinging to my finger glittered under the lights.
Then I slowly pushed my index finger into the narrow-looking hole.
— Schlick…
Already thoroughly aroused, Chaerin’s pussy swallowed my finger with almost no resistance.
“Ah… nn…”
A short moan escaped her.
At the same instant a soft electronic beep sounded and the numbers on the monitor climbed rapidly.
“Whoa…”
Just inserting a finger made me gasp in wonder.
I could feel my cock already soaked with pre-cum.
How incredible would it feel to put the real thing inside her?
“My goodness, she’s already near maximum the second we start.
I can’t even get a proper time-to-arousal reading.”
The nurse sounded astonished.
“At this rate we can’t finish the test properly.
Chaerin will need a re-examination later.”
Apparently her pussy was either too sensitive or she had simply become aroused far too quickly.
Thinking the genital exam was over, I reluctantly withdrew my finger—only to be relieved when the next item remained.
“Let’s evaluate love-juice quality first.
Volume, viscosity, acidity, scent.
Put your finger back in, please.”
The sensor-clad finger touched her tightly closed entrance and Chaerin held her breath.
The moment just two joints slipped inside, she twisted her hips and panted hotly.
“Hah… hnn… ah…”
I kept going, curling and flexing my finger.
Teasing the soft inner walls made fresh juices well up in a rush.
The device analyzed the fluid in real time and displayed the data on the monitor.
I heard the nurse’s admiring murmur, but I was already beyond caring.
I crooked my finger deeper.
— Squish!
“Ah—there… hah…!”
Chaerin’s hips jerked.
The machine continued collecting data nonstop, but I no longer had attention to spare for it.
“Next we’ll check maximum vaginal pressure, contraction pattern, internal temperature change, and how much her G-spot protrudes.
Just keep moving your finger the way you are.”
Following the nurse’s instructions, I began exploring her interior in earnest.
When I curled my finger and gently scraped the front wall, a full-throated cry burst from Chaerin.
“Y-yah… I’m…!”
My fingertip found a soft, swollen patch—her G-spot.
I stimulated it relentlessly.
Her pussy clenched hard around my finger in violent spasms.
“W-wait… I-I’m gonna come…!”
She begged, but I didn’t stop.
In less than a minute her whole body went rigid.
“Stop—stop, st—!
Hnn, ah, I’m coming, I’m really—!”
“It’s fine, Sihyuk.
Keep going.”
“You heard her, Chaerin.
You’re allowed to come.”
“Idiot… idiot… hyaaaaah!”
With a wet spurt , a massive amount of love juice sprayed out.
Chaerin’s legs shook like leaves in a storm.
“Orgasm threshold is normal.
Eleven climax contractions.
Love-juice volume is abundant… everything checks out.”
The nurse calmly finished her evaluation of the orgasmic response.
I had wondered if Chaerin was simply a quick-shot, but according to the nurse this was ordinary.
Still gasping and half out of her mind, Chaerin rested a moment, then staggered out from behind the curtain.
“Next—Cha Ayeong.”
Vice president Cha Ayeong entered next.
Perfect posture, expressionless face.
She showed not the slightest hesitation.
Her body was meticulously maintained—not an ounce of excess fat.
Where Chaerin had been soft and voluptuous, Ayeong was voluptuous and sleek.
Her breasts were a size larger than Chaerin’s; the narrow waist flared into an ass so full it looked ready to burst.
Watching her cool demeanor, I thought, Is she even going to feel anything from my touch?
The external aesthetic measurements finished in a flash.
As expected, her body also scored top-tier, just like Chaerin’s.
Now came the arousal-induction phase.
I fitted a fresh sensor onto my finger and approached her.
“Beginning now.”
I deliberately smiled a little as I spoke.
Until now most girls had been flustered simply because I was male, but Cha Ayeong remained completely blank-faced.
I lightly stroked her nipples—no issues there.
Without further comment I brought the sensor-tipped finger to her pussy.
Unlike Chaerin’s, it was still soft and dry.
— Schlick
That was the moment.
“Hnn?!”
The instant my finger entered her, a moan tore from the ice-cold Ayeong’s lips.
Her body convulsed as if electrocuted, and before my finger was even fully inside she was gushing love juice and climaxing hard.