Sitting Still and Getting a Windfall (4)
Sitting Still and Getting a Windfall (4)
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I heard somewhere that if a group comes, especially a mixed-gender group, motels won't rent them a room.
So I was worried that we—one guy and two girls—might get turned away, but luckily, it was an unmanned motel.
Lucky me.
...Wait. Don't tell me Heeyeon Noona calculated this too—
"Hehehe! Scared? Are you scared~?"
"Hiiik! It hurts! Stop poking me!"
—doesn't seem like it.
I really don't know what to call this.
She's unilaterally putting her arm around Reporter Noona and poking her in the ribs to tease her... Should I call this cute?
Or should I call Reporter Noona's reaction—letting out high-pitched "hiik-hiik" screams and flinching every time she gets poked—satisfying?
'She is cute, though.'
Up close, it's a scene of one-sided bullying, but looking at it from afar, watching two beauties playing around, things I'd overlooked start to come into view.
Did the alcohol finally kick in?
Until we left the restaurant, her face was just a bit flushed, her eyes a bit unfocused, and her pronunciation a bit slurred... Wait? She's just wasted.
"Hehehe, Slave! Hand over the card!"
"Ah, nooo! Don't."
"Yahoo! The most expensive room!"
Heeyeon Noona, who snatched the card from Reporter Noona's hand, paid for it boldly,
"Hieeeek...! T-today, 400,000 won...!"
Reporter Noona, whose pronunciation had somehow become clear, had a fit.
For the record, the food bill didn't even come to 100,000 won. It was all alcohol.
That's what you get for ordering expensive alcohol with a weird name instead of just soju.
I didn't drink a single drop, so I'm innocent.
I feel a bit sorry for Reporter Noona, but she's a working professional, so she'll be fine. If she works at a magazine, she must make good money, right?
Or not. It's not my money anyway.
Heeyeon Noona, who kept grinning, took the lead, grabbed the hand of the half-out-of-it Reporter Noona, and dragged her toward the most expensive [Luxury Room] on the top floor.
Beep!
As soon as the door opened, Heeyeon Noona shoved Reporter Noona inside and let out a sinister laugh.
"Alright, Slave! Hurry up and take off your clothes!"
"Hieeeek! Please, forgive me! I'll never do that feminist stuff again! I was wrong!"
"Uh-uh. If you don't take it off quickly, there's no interview!"
"Sob sob. That's too mean... I'm really going to get fired. Waaah."
"Hehehe! Are you crying? Are you really crying? Uhehe, she's really crying~"
...Let's close the door quickly.
I'm afraid someone might hear.
Up until that point, I thought it was half a joke.
No matter how wasted the two of them were, and no matter how deep Heeyeon Noona's grudge was, would they really do [Slave Play]?
They'd probably tease each other a bit, pretend to go along with it, and then finish.
That's what I thought.
"I took it off..."
"Good! I thought it was all padding, but you actually have breasts!"
"Yeaaah."
"Ah! You're not planning to sue me for sexual assault, are you?"
"N-nooo! I really quit being a feminist."
"Liar! I don't believe you! You devious woman. I'm going to record everything so you can't say otherwise later."
...That's what I thought, but.
"Aang~ No! Not photos, nooo~"
"Uh-uh! Interview, interview!"
"I don't want to get fired!! If I don't have a salary, I'm a beggar!!"
"Alright, Slave! Look here and take it off!"
"Yeeeah!!"
Why is this for real?
Standing in the entryway without even taking off my shoes, watching them blankly, it was a spectacle like no other.
The smell of alcohol wafting all the way to the entryway showed just how much they had poured down their throats.
With their eyes glazed over, do these two even realize what they're doing right now?
"Hehehe! You lewd feminist bitch! Did you do wrong or not!"
"Hieeeek!! I'm sorry! I'm sooorry!!"
"No! I can't forgive you! Wail more, you slave bitch! I won't give you the interview!!"
"No! Nooo!! If I get fired, I have no money, sob sob. You bad bitch. I hate the world. I hate the Editor-in-chief so much."
Watching the two of them crying and laughing while repeating the same things, I really think they've lost their minds.
If someone were doing this while sober, I feel like they wouldn't be able to function in daily life.
'But... why is this so hot?'
I'm just watching, but for some reason, it's turning me on.
An intelligent face, a sharp bob cut, an [Office Look] that was neat but strangely oozing sex appeal, and even a rich perfume. To think that Reporter Noona, who seemed to embody what a career woman is, would be in such a disgraceful state.
Is this how a teenage boy feels when he secretly watches the pretty older sister next door he liked masturbating?
Furthermore, the one leading it was a beautiful girl with flashy blonde hair and a cheerful impression.
Like a beautiful girl from school days who was always the center of the group, popular with both boys and girls, and who would casually talk to and tease even the losers.
Such a beautiful girl is happily laughing and spitting out words of abuse.
Swinging her ponytail tied into one, fluttering the hem of her pure white short tennis skirt, she bursts into a ringing, flirtatious laugh.
The sense of immorality rising up at the secret appearance of two people who seemed like they would never do such a thing.
My cock swelled up inside my pants as if it were about to burst, sending a stinging pain.
'...I can't do it. I can't hold this back.'
I stealthily pulled down my pants, and my massive son popped out as if he had been waiting.
Perhaps finding the outside air refreshing, he stretched to the fullest and throbbed.
Whether I took my cock out or not, the two of them were already lost in their own world and didn't seem to care about me.
"Haaah... I'm sooorry! I'll never be a feminist again! I'll even study tennis!"
"Hehehe, no, it's already too late, you lewd pig!"
"Hieee, please forgive meeee..."
"Uhehe, I don't wanna! Now, hurry up and undo your buttons, you sow!!"
"Hieeeek......!"
As I held my son, stroked him up and down to get him started, and watched, for some reason, the treatment of Reporter Noona had become even harsher.
Is "sow" for real?
Looking at the state of Reporter Noona, who had unbuttoned the front of her dress shirt in accordance with Heeyeon Noona's constant abuse, it's hard to say it's not...
"What is this, you sow! Why are your nipples so pink!"
"Hwaaah, please don't touch them!"
"Hey! Hey! Oh? Why do they keep popping out?"
"Ouch! Don't pinch!"
Ah.
I really can't hold this back.
I'm much more excited than usual, but it's not like I'm about to ejaculate yet.
It's just that after experiencing my first time with Jigyeong Noona and having sex with Ha-yeon Noona, I can no longer be satisfied by doing it alone.
Just a month ago, I could reach climax quickly by watching porn and jerking off a few times, but now, no matter how much I shake my hand, I only feel unsatisfied.
Damn it.
Once I got a taste of sex, masturbation just isn't enough anymore.
'Since it's come to this, I might as well...'
But how?
If it were one person, I could set the mood and knock her down, but there are two of them.
Plus, both of them are completely wasted.
Their eyes are half-glazed and their speech is slurred, so they seem incredibly drunk... In a way, it's harder because they're drunk. It's hard to predict their reactions.
Even if the mood is like this now, how will the two wasted women react when I jump in?
Above all, Reporter Noona is a feminist. She says she isn't anymore, but she works at an extreme feminist magazine, and just today, she even bought me dinner to take a picture of that hand gesture.
I'm afraid that if I really start thinking with my dick instead of my brain, I might ruin my career as a player... no, my entire life.
'I wish I had some alcohol in me for this.'
If I had been drinking, I would have acted on instinct rather than reason.
No matter what happened later, I would have just fucked them both, but since I haven't touched a drop of alcohol, my mind is too clear. Because my mind is clear, I'm just overthinking things.
"Huh? You lewd feminist bitch! You got excited because I'm recording your true form as a sow!!"
"Hwaaah... Nooo... Don't record me."
Ah, fuck it, I don't know.
Let's just fuck them first.
"Eh?"
I barged into the world where the two of them were cuddling, letting my massive, erect cock dangle.
Heeyeon Noona, who was pinching Reporter Noona's nipple with one hand and holding her phone to record the scene with the other, looked up in shock at the sight of something huge filling her phone screen.
"Hie...?"
"Heh...?"
When Heeyeon Noona's hand stopped, Reporter Noona, who had only been letting out cute "hieeeek" screams, also looked up, and the two of them opened their mouths wide, letting out a deflating sound almost simultaneously.
"Can't I play with you too?"
"Eh?"
"He's angry because you two are playing by yourselves."
I clenched my ass tight, and the thing the size of a forearm dangled.
"Uhaah... W-what. What is this. It's too big!"
"Hieek! I-it's moving."
They seem a bit surprised by the massive size that only appears in big-dick porn, but there's nothing to be surprised about.
Surprisingly, it all goes in when you put it in. I've tested it myself with the cooperation of two people, so it's 100% reliable.
"Hmm? It's okay if I play with you too, right, Heeyeon Noona?"
"U-uh-uh?"
Without waiting, I immediately pressed my cock against Reporter Noona's nipple and rubbed it.
I'd wanted to touch them ever since I first saw Reporter Noona.
Inside her neat women's suit, how desirable that white dress shirt, bulging out when she took off her jacket, had looked.
Her breasts aren't surprisingly large for her volume, but they're too big to call small, and too small to call big... I get the feel of them as I knead them with my hands.
Smaller than Jigyeong Noona's, bigger than Ha-yeon Noona's.
I guess this is about a B-cup.
They are soft breasts that are plenty fun to touch, but the mental exhilaration of touching Reporter Noona's breasts was even more satisfying.
"Hwaa, uwaaah what, what... this, nooo."
"Noona. You need the interview, right?"
"Uung. Interview... please forgive me."
"I'll give you the interview whenever you want, so just stay still."
Seeing her nod while on the verge of tears, I understand why Heeyeon Noona bullies her so much.
This Noona has a talent for making even non-existent sadistic urges soar.