Digital Voyeurism (2)
She spat the semen from her mouth into a tissue, then slipped it into a plastic bag. "Sorry. It's not that I hate your cum, Oppa, but it just feels weird, so I can't swallow it. Probably 'cause it's my first time."
It made sense—her first time taking it in her mouth and all. "I'll try to swallow it next time."
"Try? Just do whatever feels right."
"Hehe, thanks." She stroked my cheek as she said it.
"I loved it. You?"
"Me too. You were great for a first-timer."
"Tch, as if being good at that helps an idol girl."
"Doesn't help idols, but slaves are different. Your master loved it—need I say more?"
"Is that so?"
"What does a slave do when her master says that?"
"Yes, Master! So since I did well... give me a reward."
"A reward?"
"You always give rewards when a slave does well."
"Where'd you get that from?"
"From romance fantasies." I'd have to read some of those.
"Why won't our master give me a reward~?" That shameless look on her face.
"Dunno what to give a slave who's outshining her master."
"This slave's spot isn't top-tier yet, so Master can handle it." She rubbed teasingly under her bush. A sly slave who knew all my weak spots.
"That kind of reward? I can give plenty." I shoved the passenger seat all the way back. With Seung-ah, the cast made it tricky, like some circus act, but now? No problem. I positioned Eun-seo in the passenger seat, her ass on the glovebox shelf. Legs draped over the console box spread her crotch perfectly for easy access.
"You're pretty skilled at this, Oppa."
"Figured it out with Seung-ah."
I pressed my face to her slick entrance. A tangy-sweet scent tickled my nose—pure sex on a stick. "You really like my smell, huh, Oppa?"
"Yeah. Never gets old. Better than perfume."
"Licking bare feet too—your tastes are unique."
"Hate it?"
"Nah. Love it." I pressed my lips inside, kneading firmly, and she purred like a cat. Love juices flowed like a fountain, wetting my lips. The texture of her inner lips and entrance was impossibly soft. Sucking on premium pussy like this? My chest swelled with pride.
"Ha-ut, haaang... hngh, hut!" She bucked wildly each time she crested, thrashing hard.
"F-fuck, what'd you do to your tongue? Ha-ut, coming again...!"
Thanks to the Submissive Collar pattern. Her sensitivity to me exceeded expectations.
Slurp, smack smack... lick lick, sssip.
A jet of fluid soon blasted my face proper.
*****
Eyes rolled back, Eun-seo gave me no breather. She shoved me into the passenger seat and straddled me outright. No savoring, just brute insertion.
"Haaah. Yeah... this feeling. So full!"
She mashed her lips to mine, shoving her tongue in relentlessly. Wet smacks echoed as she rode hard. My dick bent mercilessly with every thrust. I was her living dildo now.
"Hauk, Oppa... a-uk, ha-ut... Master, Masteeer!"
Oppa and Master spilled from her lips as she pumped harder. Her lewd performance heated the car. Her pussy walls danced divinely, shaking my cock to the root. A passionate stage begging to be pounded till my bones turned to mud.
Squelch squelch, tsuk tsuk. PANG PANG.
"Ahng, ahng, Master! I, I'm... gonna die... ha-ut hut, hut."
Me too. Gonna die if I don't cum! I gripped her waist, adding force as she bounced up and down. Stimulation ramped up—her moans cracked, body shaking madly.
[Aaaah! Something's coming again...]
Ejaculation peaked as she hit climax too. I slammed root-deep, unleashing against her gripping sphincter. She trembled, squeezing my cock with all her might.
Spurt! Blorp blorp, blub blub.
Who knew how much I blew—the bloated condom tugged off with my dick. A testament to Korean condom stretch.
"Haa, haa..."
"Safe day—no need for the rubber."
"Messy cleanup if it leaks. Not hygienic."
"True that."
She stretched atop me. Her perky tits jiggled gorgeously right in my face.
"Whew, feels great. All that tension gone. Good call fucking you, Oppa."
Sex like a sport. Just like Yu-jin.
"Car sex is secretly thrilling? With girls, we always hunt comfy wide spots—never thought of cars till Unnie and you showed me."
"Try it with Seung-ah later. Car sex is her fantasy."
"For real? With Unnie too?"
"If she's cool, why would I stop you?"
"Th-then..."
"You, me, and her—a threesome?"
"How'd you know?"
"Your fantasy's 3P." Shit, slipped from the status window.
"When you came multiple times your first go, you screamed 3P's the best. You were out of it—probably don't remember."
"I said that?" Her face flushed as she spoke.
"Don't worry. What you tell me stays between us."
Like I'd blab a slave's kinks.
After cleanup and trash toss, I started the engine.
"Still feels sticky. Can I shower at your place before I go, Oppa?"
"Of course."
Round two in a comfy bed? Even better. She read my face and grinned.
"If you want, I'll take one more in bed."
Quick-witted slaves... the best.
> Obedience Level: 60/100
— [ACHIEVED] Treat me just like Unnie.
— Unnie, give me your little sister!
— Position! More positions!
The updated Eun-seo profile floated in the air. Clearing one tip bumped obedience by 10. Kinda addictive, knocking 'em out one by one.
Parked in the officetel basement, rode the elevator up. She stuck tight to my side, so I stroked her hair—she burrowed closer. Suddenly, we were in full lovestruck cuddle pose.
Stepping out, someone stood by my door. What the—? On guard till I saw her profile: Seung-ah.
"Ah, Unnie! You just got here?"
Eun-seo ran ahead. Why's she not inside... huh?
Their eyes met—they froze, pointing fingers.
Silence hung... then,
"Kyaaah! Unnie looks younger!"
"Wh-what's Yeo Eun-seo doing here?!"
*****
"Your little sister?"
I herded the babbling duo inside.
"Yeah. Neighbor girl. Not suspicious."
"Oh Seung-yeon, right?"
"H-how do you know my name?"
"Heard tons from Unnie. We're neighbors, close like that."
"Then you're that special neighbor Unnie mentioned?"
"And how do you know, Seung-yeon?"
"From Kyung-ah Unnie."
"Kyung-ah Unnie?"
"Unnie's close junior. Runs a cafe nearby—didn't she mention?"
So that's the cafe owner where Seung-ah works. Kyung-ah, huh.
"How'd you know this place?"
"Heard from Kyung-ah Unnie recently. Said you moved here."
"Seung-ah said you cut contact after marriage."
"She told you that too?"
Her eyes narrowed—suspecting more than casual friendship.
"Over drinks, overheard. But that's not the point now."
"Had stuff to talk with Unnie, no one home, so waited."
Cafe shift not over yet? Gotta tell her not to come.
"So what's your deal?"
Caught off-guard, no quick answer.
"Thought maybe you two were flirting since you're close, but watching you walk up? Not just friends. Throuple maybe?"
No wonder she's Seung-ah's sister—sharp as hell. Throuple? Overkill.
"Seung-ah's my close neighbor sis, Eun-seo's childhood friend? Known her forever, oppa-dongsaeng vibe."
Yeah right, her face said.
"So Eun-seo likes this oppa, huh."
"Wha-what'd you say?"
Direct hit—she even stuttered.
"Wh-what nonsense! Why would I like Oppa?!"
Eun-seo, stammering with casual speech slipping? Suspicious much?
"Why so shocked? Proves I'm right." She smirked.
Not average. If Unnie's a gentle retriever, this one's a yappy chihuahua.
"Why assume I like him?!"
"Just... that captivated look. Total love slave?"
Spot-on minus the "love." Woman's intuition?
Stepped into the bathroom, called Seung-ah—no answer. Kept ringing, so texted. No read receipt. Panicking—why ignore your phone?!
Too long and suspicions rise. Headed out.
Then the front door beeped open.
"Master, sorry. Chatting with junior ran late."
Timing's a real bitch.