Flower Girls

“One for me, one for you. One for me, one for you.” Eunha chirped with each flower she picked. The young woman would giggle as she looked over at her friend, SinB. Though she was taller than Eunha, SinB was the younger of the two. The young woman would smile back at Eunha in the moment, but when the older woman turned her head away, SinB would drop her smile immediately. The women picked at their little patches of flowers, grabbing a variety for their respective bouquets. There wasn’t much variety, but each bouquet would be different enough. SinB had chosen the brighter blue flowers, while Eunha opted for a slightly deeper shade, one that trended toward purple.

“You know it doesn’t make much sense to say one for me, one for you, if we’re making our own bouquets,” SinB told the older woman as she picked her final flower. She looked at her full basket, deciding that it was enough for what she wanted.

“Don’t say that,” Eunha whined, tilting her head back and pouting at SinB. The younger woman couldn’t help but break into a smile.

She squished Eunha’s cheeks together, “Yeah, well, it’s true,” SinB responded, the slightest smirk on her face.

“Mine’s for you, too,” Eunha mumbled, as SinB played with her chubby cheeks.

“Yeah?” SinB said, with slight amusement in her voice. “Well, let’s go home and make them.” SinB let go of her friend’s cheeks and stood up, patting the dirt away from her shirt. She grabbed her basket and spun on her heel, beginning the trek back home.

“Yah! Wait for me,” Eunha shouted, knocking over her basket of flowers as she rose suddenly. The young woman scrambled to move everything back into her basket before chasing after the now skipping SinB. Eunha’s short legs moved quickly as she followed her friend, slowing down only when she caught up with SinB. The short woman slapped SinB on the back, “You could have waited.”

“You caught up,” SinB replied. She tilted her head back, gazing at the evening sky, with its deep orange glow from the setting sun. “We’d better hurry, it’s going to get dark.”

“I just stopped running,” Eunha whined. “Besides, we’re not that far. We can make it back in time.” Eunha waved her friend off, hoping that she could get another moment to rest. “It’s not like anyone’s waiting for us anyway.”

“Heh, you’re right about that,” SinB chuckled. “How many people are around anyway? Ten?” SinB asked, referring to the number of people living in their small village.

“C’mon, it’s not that small,” Eunha replied. “There are about eighty of us.”

“Yeah, well, it feels a lot smaller. We should go, leave, and go into the city.”

“With what money?” Eunha mumbled, looking at the ground as she considered how much money she had at home. “We don’t have anything. Where would we stay?” Where would we find jobs? We don’t know anyone there.”

“But it’s so boring here,” SinB whined. She let her head roll back, staring off into the sky as the pair continued walking along the trail. “When’s the last time we had a visitor?”

“There was that tourist a couple of months ago. Remember? She showed us a bunch of pictures of the city.”

“Oh, yeah.” SinB thought back to the woman who had come by. SinB had a tough time remembering what she looked like exactly, but she remembered the pictures. “She had a boyfriend, too, didn’t she?”

“Mm, yeah,”

“It’d be nice to have a boyfriend.”

“Yeah,” Eunha agreed. SinB glanced over at her friend; she could tell Eunha had more she wanted to say. “It’d be nice, but all the boys are taken.”

“Gross, I wouldn’t even consider them. They try to act all macho, it’s so annoying,” snorted SinB.

“Maybe someone will come in and whisk us away.”

“Right,” SinB said with a slight roll of the eyes. “Like any guy would come into our little rinky-dink village and whisk us away to the city.”

“A girl can dream.” Eunha retorted. “Just you wait, there’ll be a guy waiting on our doorstep. “He’ll be nice and… and he’ll choose me over you,” Eunha said, unable to think of any other traits at the moment.

SinB huffed at her words. “You over me?”

“Y-yeah.”

“I could seduce any guy better than you could.”

“Nuh-uh,” Eunha puffed out her cheeks, her brows furrowing as she stared at her friend. SinB smirked and shook her head, continuing down the path until the village came into sight. “I told you we’d make it before dark.”

“Yeah, yeah,” SinB waved off her friend. She looked down the road, a figure sitting at the steps of their home. The sun made it difficult to see more than an outline of their shadow. “Looks like we have a guest.”

“Oh?” Eunha was instantly excited. Eunha’s steps came quicker as she passed SinB.

“Hey!”

“I call dibs!” Eunha said as she hurried to their home. Now it was SinB’s turn to chase; she followed the older woman to their front door.

You turn your head, hearing the footsteps approaching you. You saw two young women coming along, carrying baskets of flowers. You stood up, brushing the dirt from the back of your pants. “Excuse me, ladies. You wouldn’t happen to know a place I can stay the night?” You stick your arm out, pointing to your car on the other side of the road. Eunha and SinB turn their heads, noticing it now behind one of the abandoned homes in the village. “You see, my car broke down, and I tried knocking on some doors, but I got no response. I had just enough signal to call a tow company, but they won’t come in until tomorrow.”

Eunha nods along, listening to your story. “You can stay with us,” she says without missing a beat.

SinB pats the woman strongly on the back, leaning in to whisper to her, “Hey, I never agreed to this.”

“Excuse us a moment,” Eunha says to you before turning around to speak to SinB. “You’re just upset I had my dream come true. Now he’ll whisk me away.”

“Yeah, right, he’d choose me over you,” SinB replied, still stuck on their earlier tiff. She shook her head, “Wait, what am I talking about? That’s not important right now.”

“He’d choose me, you’ll see. We’ll invite him in.” Eunha was insistent, she turned back, smiling at you, and motioned for you to come in. SinB was less than enthused but didn’t resist. You give the women a slight nod and thank them as they lead you inside their small home. “There isn’t much room, but you can sleep here in the living room. We’ll share the bedroom.”

“I appreciate that. It’s plenty nice here.” You tell them as you slip off your shoes at the entrance. Looking around, you see it is a small space, just enough for a couch, a table, and a small TV. The women disappear behind a doorway, reappearing without their baskets.

“We’ll just keep them here for now,” you hear the shorter woman say to her taller counterpart. As they turn back to you, the short woman gives you a bow, “My name is Eunha, it’s nice to meet you.”

The taller woman bows next, “and I’m SinB.” You respond in kind, bowing to them and introducing yourself by name.

Eunha motions to the couch, “Please have a seat. I’ll get you something to drink.” SinB sticks to the doorway as Eunha looks at what they have. “Maybe they’d like something strong,” Eunha says to herself. “It’s not like we get to drink that often, and we should treat our guests.”

“You’re being too kind,” SinB tells the older woman.

“No, I’m not. Come on, let’s go and talk to him.” Eunha says as she comes through the doorway with a bottle and a few glasses. She places them on the small table and fills each glass. The three of you chat, talking about what you were doing before you got stuck and learning about each other in general. “Ah, so you got lost,” Eunha says with a nod. It’s a good thing you ended up here. She said before sipping on her drink. Eunha glanced at SinB with a knowing smile. It might’ve not been seduction, but she was getting more attention.

SinB let out a small huff as she put her glass back on the table. She placed a hand on your thigh. “Don’t you worry too much. The couch will be pretty comfortable once you’ve made yourself at home.”

One drink became two, and then two became the whole bottle. The three of you were drunk in no time, and with that, the women became bolder. Eunha moved onto your lap, “You know you’re pretty handsome. Have you ever modeled?” Eunha was grinding against you, accidentally causing a bulge to form. Eunha looked down to see the bulge, her eyebrows rose in shock before a smile formed. “Do you like what you see?” Eunha giggled. “I know we do,” She said with a slight motion to SinB. “Do you want to know something?” Eunha leans in, getting by your ear. “We’ve never been with a man.” The young woman grabbed your hand.

She slipped your hand under her dress, and your fingers rubbed against her wet panties. Eunha mewed as your fingertip moved along her covered slit. It felt like electricity shooting through her body. Her hand moved across your bulge. She wanted to reach into your pants and grab it, but the young woman was too shy to push further. With your other hand, you reach for your pants, unbuttoning the top and pulling the zipper down. “Go ahead,” you mumble as you move toward her neck and plant your lips on her soft skin.

Eunha coos, one hand holding you in place as the other hesitantly reaches into your underwear and grabs hold of your hardening shaft. Eunha’s small hand can barely wrap around your shaft. The size hadn’t hit her yet; she was just thinking about how this was the first cock she had ever touched. Eunha moved her hand slowly along your length, listening to your breath hitch as the top of her hand brushed against the tip. “Does that feel good?” She moaned softly.

“Yeah, keep going,” you grunt as your fingers move Eunha’s panties to the side, allowing you access to her bare cunt. Eunha lets out a sharp cry as your warm hand touches her smooth slit. Her hand freezes in place, and she cranes her neck back as pleasure overwhelms her. You slip two fingers inside the young woman, filling her body with even more pleasure. Eunha’s breathing staggers as you push your digits deeper into her cunt. Eunha had touched herself before, but this was unlike anything she had experienced.

From the sidelines, SinB watched and listened to her friend. SinB’s eyes stared at Eunha’s expression; it looked like the older woman was having the time of her life. SinB felt her body heating up as she watched Eunha ride your fingers. The older woman hadn’t even realized what she was doing. Eunha’s body was moving on its own, grinding against your hand as you licked and nipped at her neck. Eunha’s hand slowly began to move again, slowly at first before picking up pace.

SinB couldn’t help but wonder what it must’ve felt like if Eunha was throwing herself at you like that. Her hand made its way to her slit, rubbing it through her panties as she watched her friend enjoy herself. Soon her fingers were under her panties as she touched herself. One hand was on her slit while the other was grabbing at her breasts.