One Week Until the Wedding
A moment later Jiin tore away from the man, her whole body shuddering like a fish struck by lightning. From the cunt trailing beneath the water, thick white semen welled up and began to rise, cloudy, toward the surface. Spent, she lifted her mouth from Hyerin's pussy and slumped back against the tub. The instant she was free of that mouth, Hyerin spun around, gasping for air. She clung to the rim and lifted her hips just a little. The pink of her cunt, barely breaking the surface, gaped and fluttered as water spilled from it. Whether from anticipation of what was coming, her breasts swung heavily every time she trembled, and her nipples were still stiff. Each droplet that slid down them dragged a sharp thrill across the tips.
"Oppa... hurry... hurry... put it in..."
The man nudged Jiin back and came to Hyerin, who was panting and begging. His cock was still rigidly swollen, standing straight up out of the water, the veined shaft pulsing hard even in the heat.
To make it easy for him, Hyerin braced both hands on the rim and cocked her hips high. Her waist bowed like a drawn bow, and in that same pose her cunt rose completely clear of the water. The swollen lips were parted just a little, the inner flesh glistening pink, and a sticky thread still stretched between them—Jiin's saliva tangled with her own slick.
"Come on... please..."
Hyerin's voice leaked out like a plea.
He took his cock in one hand and drew her waist in with the other. When the round head tapped, tap-tap, against her entrance, her hips jerked up on their own and clung to him like a magnet.
"Hnnn...!"
With a wet sound of water splitting, the head pushed into Hyerin's cunt. A living heat, nothing like the hot water, drove into her. He didn't wait. He drove his hips forward. All at once. To the root.
"Aaaah—!!"
Her upper body surged out of the water, her back bending like a bow. The man locked one arm hard around her waist and seized her wet hair with the other. When her head was yanked back by the handful, the face twisted between pain and pleasure lay bare. His cock struck the mouth of her womb with a heavy thud, and the inside of her cunt clamped down as if it meant to choke him. Hot water seeped into the place they were joined and thickened the wet, squelching friction.
He drew the weapon out slowly, then drove it deep again.
Splash— splash— splash—
Every time he buried himself to the hilt, Hyerin's ass shook and threw water. Her breasts bounced clear of the surface, nipples cutting the air and flinging off a sharp pleasure.
"Harder... harder...!! Break me...!"
Hyerin shouted through clenched teeth.
As if answering, the man moved his hips faster. Each time they met underwater a dull sound rang out. The inside of her cunt bit down on him and would not let go. Hot water mixed with her slick until white foam rose. She dropped one hand and rubbed her clit hard. Every time her fingers pressed that slippery flesh, her waist jerked up.
"I'm... I think I'm gonna come... aaaah...!"
At last her body went rigid. Her cunt clenched around his cock and spasmed, and a rush of hot fluid poured out all at once and mingled with the water. He couldn't hold against that grip any longer. He poured hot semen deep inside her—once, twice, three times—an endless throbbing that filled her womb.
Hyerin sagged weakly against the rim. Before she knew it Jiin had come close and was stroking her breasts. At the unexpected afterplay her legs gave out and dropped into the water with a soft splash. Hot water slid over her trembling cunt and gently soothed the pleasure still lingering there.
The man, a little spent himself, perched in one corner of the tub. From there he could see Hyerin and Jiin caressing each other. Slowly he rose and moved to the curved seat of the whirlpool beside the tub, a round bench where hot bubbles kept welling up without end.
Night had fallen at some point. Beyond the glass in the ceiling a black sky spread like a velvet carpet, stars glittering without end, and a hazy light wavered softly over the water. He sank deep into the seat with his legs spread. His cock stood hard, rising straight above the surface, and every time the bubbles struck the shaft it trembled faintly.
He turned his gaze, slowly, and met the eyes of Sua, who was still watching him with hunger.
"Want to come?"
At the man's soft question she nodded violently.
"Then come."
Sua hurried over almost at a run, climbed onto his lap, and sat facing him. Her long wet hair spilled down over her breasts, and her nipples stood stiff. When his hands closed around her waist she bent of her own accord and looped her arms around his neck.
"Sua."
He whispered it low, gentle to the point of cruelty.
"You made a purity pledge. Said you absolutely wouldn't have sex before the wedding."
Sua's eyes wavered. She looked at him through gathering tears and answered in a trembling voice, winding her shaking hands around his neck and pressing her lower belly against him as tightly as she could.
"That... doesn't mean anything anymore..."
Deliberately, slowly, he set only the head against her entrance and rubbed. Hot water and bubbles worked into the gap and stimulated her clit like madness.
"Hnn...! Please... don't tease me..."
She rocked her hips as if begging, but he wouldn't put it in. He only toyed with her.
"Really? In a week you'll be in the wedding hall in a pretty dress, and a ring will go on that hand in its white glove. There's barely a week left, you know. And tonight, here, picture my cock stirring up everything inside you. Still all right?"
Sua's breath grew rough enough to break. She gripped his shoulders with both hands, tears spilling down her face, and nodded.
"It's all right... it's all right, so... smash that vow to pieces... I'm... I'm not his anymore... from this moment... I belong to you...!"
With those words she lowered her hips herself.
Slick—!
All the way, in one stroke. His cock drove in hard against the mouth of her womb. Hot bubbles beat wildly at the place they joined, and from the instant he entered her, Sua's body bowed like a drawn bow.
"Aaaah—!!"
Her scream filled the whirlpool. The man pinned her waist with both hands and stabbed up from below, rough.
Splash— thock! thock! thock!
Bubbles burst into white foam, and Sua's breasts heaved madly above the water. She clung to his neck and wailed.
"Harder... harder...! Ruin me...! A week from now, in the wedding hall... with the hand that's going to wear the ring... I want to feel you. In front of him... thinking of you... I want my pussy soaking wet...!"
The man smiled, pleased. Then he seized her ass with one hand, caught her hair with the other and bent her back, and drove his hips up like a man gone mad.
Thock! Thock! Thock! Thock!
Sua's cunt bit down on his cock and would not release it. Every time bubbles and water struck hard where they were joined, her body shook and shook.
"I'm... I think I'm coming...! Fill me... with yours...! I can't hold on anymore...!"
At last her body locked rigid. Her cunt spasmed violently and squeezed him. He poured hot semen deep inside her and whispered at her ear.
"I'm really looking forward to next week's wedding."
Sua collapsed weakly into his arms. Bubbles stroked their trembling bodies, and beneath a sky of stars that seemed ready to spill, her tears and her smile spread at the same time.
"Well, look at that. You broke the purity pledge after all? If this was how it was going to go, why were you talking so big?"
Hyunju, who had come up behind Sua at some point, gave her nipple a light twist from behind. A long rotor cord still hung from Hyunju's own cunt.
"Was your close friend's boyfriend's cock really that good?"
Saying so, she pulled the rotor out of herself. Some sticky fluid—whether it was Sua's, Hyunju's, or only bathwater—clung to the toy in a strand and then dropped away. The man looked up at her without a word. Sua, still limp from the orgasm that had just taken her, could only pant and look up as well.
Hyunju smiled with mischief in it and spread Sua's legs. Sua could guess what was coming, and she opened them anyway, obediently, with the excuse that she had no strength left. Then she felt the rotor sliding back into her cunt, and her eyes rolled up.
"Oppa. You never did me. My pussy says she's lonely."
With that, Hyunju climbed up over the man's hips. Her eyes were shining, dangerous. She settled onto his thighs as if taking a throne, reached out, and pressed the rotor buried in Sua's cunt in one more firm shove—then, wickedly, flicked the switch all the way to MAX.
"Nn...... nnnngh......!!"
Sua's limbs gave out and she collapsed onto the marble floor. Looking down at the machine vibrating like mad between her legs, Hyunju licked her lips with her tongue. The inner lips of that cunt were trembling like petals, and the eyes watching them were a predator's, playing with prey.
Now it was her turn.
Hyunju shifted her seat and rubbed her own wet cunt, just breaking the surface, along the man's rigid cock. Because she had pulled out and pushed back in a rotor still slick with Sua's fluids, a clear strand of mucus stretched long between them. It was so slippery it seemed ready to pierce straight into her at any moment.
"You don't think so, oppa?"
Hyunju breathed hot against his ear. One hand closed around his weapon; the other spread her entrance and teased the head.
Touch... slick...
The slippery sound of mucous membranes rubbing. Without a word, the man seized her full breasts hard enough that his fingers sank into the flesh.
"Say you want it in. Quickly."
But Hyunju's eyes sparkled as she provoked him.
"I'm just going to put it in whenever I feel like it...... hmm. What, do you want me to beg? Please, oppa, stuff my pussy full with your cock... is that what you want to hear?"
The man met her eyes and smiled, and before that impudent mouth could even close he slammed his hips up.
Thrust—!!
To the root, in a single stroke. Hyunju's back bowed like a bow, and a sharp scream cut through the bathroom.
"Aaaah—!! So good...... too good......!"
The whirlpool's bubbles beat hard against the two of them where they were joined. Hyunju locked her arms around his neck and ground her hips like an animal.
Splash— thock! thock! thock!
Every time ass met thigh, spray flew in every direction. Her heaving breasts and stiffened nipples rubbed against his chest as if striking sparks.
"Harder...... harder......! Ruin me too......! Or am I already ruined?"
Hyunju shouted through her teeth.
The man cupped her ass, lifted her, and set about pounding her in earnest. Not to be outdone, she ground her waist to his rhythm.
Thock! Thock! Thock!
As if answering him, her cunt clamped down as though it meant to bite. Bubbles and slick mixed, and white foam rose in a frenzy.
"I'm...... I'm gonna come......! Oppa...... together......!"
Hyunju's body went hard as stone. With a last drive against the mouth of her womb, the man poured out the hot seed of life until not a drop remained.
A pulse, a gulp.
"Haaaaah—!!"
Hyunju cried out and collapsed into his arms. Bubbles wrapped their trembling bodies, and beside them Sua, ravaged by the rotor's vibration, stared blankly at the sight.
Hyunju buried her face weakly in his shoulder and whispered in a languid voice.
"Now... let's go to bed and rest a little. How about it?"
At her words the man looked around. Hyerin and Jiin clung to each other, able to do nothing but breathe hard. Sua had the rotor stuffed in her cunt, eyes rolled back, convulsing. And in his arms Hyunju panted and asked to rest. He nodded once and spoke gently to all of them.
"Let's go rest now."
He opened his eyes slowly, stirred by a tickling. Beyond the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling window lay the blue East Sea, and a morning sun rising through a scatter of gold on the waves.
"Slept like I was dead."
He lowered his gaze. The things tickling him: Hyunju and Jiin were licking his nipples, one on each side, and Sua had her face buried between his legs, sucking his cock as if nothing else existed.
"Hm? Where'd Hyerin go?"
At his question Hyunju lifted her mouth from his nipple and answered as if jealous.
"You wake up and the first thing you do is look for your girlfriend? Hyerin's cooking. Said she's making oppa's breakfast."
At that he lifted his upper body a little and looked toward the kitchen. There was Hyerin, naked but for an apron, lost in the cooking. He watched her from behind and smiled. That full ass was simply too pretty.
Had she felt his eyes? Hyerin turned toward him. Between the panels of the apron her white breasts showed, and last night's traces still marked her thighs. Her face, though, was as tender and lovely as a brand-new bride's.
"Oppa, you're up? Eat first? Or us first?"
At Hyerin's clear smile, the man smiled back. And so morning in Sokcho began all over again.