Once an Onahole, Always an Onahole, Got It?
"Ughhh... So embarrassing. What the hell am I even doing, acting like an idiot..."
Hyeonju rubbed her flushed cheeks as she descended the stairs, trying to play it off. She'd sworn today would be different, that she'd show a new side of herself—but nope, same old story. The moment Oppa's fingers slipped into her pussy, all her prickly little-sister attitude vanished, replaced by the slutty sibling fleshlight who loved her brother's cock and fingers more than anything.
Come to think of it, that jerk never took her seriously, and it was all her fault. No brother would listen intently to a sister who went into heat and started acting cute the second you teased her pussy a little. Even Hyeonju knew that much. That's why she'd vowed not to fall for his cheap finger tricks this time... but of course, the instant those thick digits touched her slit, her contempt for her worthless brother evaporated, leaving only submission and love for her magnificent stud filling her chest until she lost her mind.
The result? Pathetic, whorish begging that regular Hyeonju couldn't even imagine.
"Aaaah! It's not my fault! It's all because his fingers feel way too good! How am I supposed to resist when he hits exactly the spots my pussy loves? A little sister's pussy submitting to her big bro is just natural! It's the pussy that surrendered, not me, okay?!"
No one had said a word to her, of course. But a high school girl in the throes of puberty was a complicated creature anyway. It was a stormy age where even she couldn't understand herself, so all you could do was watch with warm eyes.
Muttering excuses to no one in particular, Hyeonju reached the bottom of the stairs. Sticky wet sounds and muffled moans echoed in her ears. Oh yeah—she'd forgotten for a sec in her daze, but she'd gone up to Oppa's room because of the onahole girl he'd brought home.
It wasn't a huge deal, so it had slipped her mind. Glancing over, she saw the onahole girl right where she'd left her, diligently masturbating as instructed. But something was off about it. Instead of plunging her fingers deep into her pussy, she was just lightly rubbing her nipples and clit with her pale fingertips.
At the bizarre sight, Hyeonju blurted out a question before she could stop herself.
"You jerk off like that?"
"...Huh?"
The onahole girl looked up at Hyeonju with a blank stare. Then, her face clouded with unease.
"I-is my masturbation weird? I've never seen how other girls do it my whole life, so I don't really know..."
"No, it's not weird exactly... but isn't it kinda too passive? Don't you usually shove your fingers in deep, really working the walls, G-spot, clit—developing it properly? That's how you train your pussy, and it's basic manners for the guys who'll use it later, right?"
"................"
The woman shrugged, her face screaming total confusion. Clearly, she was lacking in that department. No wonder Oppa wanted to toss her as a one-use disposable. When masturbating, you had to think of future users and train thoroughly—that was basic etiquette.
For the record, Hyeonju trained her own pussy daily with extreme thick dildos. Sure, her only user was Oppa, but unlike him, she had manners. Even if the guy using it was that idiot brother, if he was gracious enough to fuck her hole, the least she could do was offer the best pussy possible. Common sense.
Eh, too much hassle to teach her all that.
Manners were just manners—not hard rules. That's why they mattered, but whatever. No point drilling etiquette into a girl she'd never see again.
"Um... more importantly, what happens to me now?"
The onahole girl's own future was clearly weighing on her more. Who wouldn't prioritize that?
"Yeah. Looks like Oppa's not into your pussy. He says just release you."
"Haa... okay?"
She sighed in relief and nodded. Must've been sick with worry about her fate. Makes sense—suddenly dragged to a stranger's house and told to plan your life as an onahole? Anyone would freak.
Stopping her fingers on her nipples and clit, she asked, "So, can I head out now? I didn't call in to work, so I need to contact them ASAP..."
"Ah, hold up. Can't go yet. Gotta check something real quick. Gimme a sec."
Hyeonju grabbed her phone without waiting for a reply.
"Gonna take some pics. Make V-signs with both hands and look this way."
"Huh?"
"Hurry."
No point dragging it out if she had to do it anyway. Annoyed by the backtalk, Hyeonju snapped a bit harshly, and the girl—bewildered but obedient—made the Vs. Full-body shot, done.
"Okay, now pussy pics. Spread it wide open with both hands."
"W-what is this for..."
Hyeonju furrowed her brow. This woman was gonna keep playing dumb, huh? By now, most would catch on and cooperate, but somehow the adult was dumber than the high schooler. Fine. For smooth progress, she'd explain properly, hassle or not.
"I have a hobby of writing reviews for Oppa's used onaholes. Snap some pics, jot down a quick description, post on SNS. You know."
Of course, since she didn't know all of Oppa's conquests, it was just what she'd seen. She'd ask his impressions later; for now, gather what she could.
The onahole girl's reaction was not good.
"Wait, you're posting pics of... my pussy on SNS? That's a problem. My coworkers might see..."
"What's the issue? It's just an onahole pussy pic."
"Onahole? But you said you're releasing me..."
Their words weren't meshing. This chick was more clueless than imagined. Way more annoying than dealing with Oppa.
Seeing her live a normal job life, Hyeonju figured she'd never worry about employment. Sighing in frustration, she explained.
"Listen. Oppa saying he won't use you anymore doesn't make you not an onahole anymore, got it? Once an onahole, always an onahole. How could an onahole just turn back into a normal person? So shameless."
"I-is that how it works?"
"Obviously. Not trying to be mean, but what did they even teach you in school? How are you holding down a job? This is basic common sense, right?"
"Eek..."
A light jab, and the onahole girl shrank back noticeably. Hyeonju was the younger one, but positions had flipped. She seemed super timid by nature.
Hyeonju reflected—maybe too harsh on an elder? Fine with Oppa, but cornering a random adult wasn't cool.
"Anyway, you'll be an onahole forever, so if any guy wants to use your pussy from now on, you can't refuse. Onaholes blocking cocks? Weird, right? Mornings, loosen up your pussy ahead of time, work on that grip. Got it?"
"................."
The woman nodded silently. Good enough—she got it. No need to lecture more. Hyeonju wasn't a kindergarten teacher. The other was an adult; overdoing the scolding looked bad. Just do her part.
"Alright, time for the onahole review Q&A. Answer every question, no exceptions. Okay?"
"...Yes."
"First up: When was your pussy first used? Not masturbation—first cock you took."
"Eek... Um, well... At 17, with a school senior..."
She blushed hard and looked down but answered honestly. Hyeonju nodded approvingly and pressed on.
"Total users so far?"
"Uh... Including that guy earlier, three..."
"Three users. Ever taken a creampie?"
"N-no... Except that guy, never. Pregnancy scares me..."
"Basically brand new, then. You'll get tons of creampies ahead. Guys don't use condoms on onaholes. Handle pregnancies yourself—morning-after pill or whatever. Got it? Or just get knocked up; that's an option too."
The onahole girl looked utterly baffled but nodded anyway.
"Sensitive spots?"
"Nngh... N-nipples and clit, mostly."
"Super standard. Bet there's more, but guys'll find 'em. Anyway, sensitivity check."
Without asking, Hyeonju started teasing the girl's clit with expert finesse. Her own clit-play skills shone here.
The onahole girl jolted, trying to squirm away, but Hyeonju pinned the retreating nub and glared.
"Hey, what're you doing? Don't run. Reviews need sensitivity checks."
"B-but..."
"No buts. Stay still."
Hyeonju smacked her pussy palm-flat with a sharp slap. The girl shuddered once, then went limp, letting Hyeonju leisurely test her clit.
"Nng...♥ Hnngh... Ha... Aaah... N-no... Kng♡ Hn, hng..."
"Pussy juice: plentiful. Moans: muffled but loud. Clit sensitivity: good. High potential with training... yeah."
With flashy technique, Hyeonju made her cum, timing it all for the review. Might as well do it right.
"Haaah... Haa... No way... Cumming from a kid's fingers..."
"Not a kid—second-year high schooler. Anyway, that's enough. Good job. You can go now."
Oppa's take on the fuck itself? She'd ask later. Time to send her off. Oh, but first...
"Write your address, company, full name here. Posting with the review on SNS."
The onahole girl grimaced like it was torture. But rules were rules. Dutifully, she spilled all her personal info on the paper.
Afterward, Hyeonju's onahole review post racked up countless recommendations. Soon, another usage review from some guys' hands popped up. Surprisingly good rep.