Chapter 177: Little by Little, Slowly (12)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 177: Little by Little, Slowly (12)
Eunha is the modest type. I don't mean that in a disparaging or negative way; I mean she’s literally not one for much adornment or flashiness, and I find that to be her charm.
Conversely, Yura is the flashy type. She knows how to groom herself and understands her strengths, possessing the ability to appeal to them. I consider that to be Yura’s charm.
Among my girlfriends, these two were the most polar opposites in terms of physical traits. Of course, that didn't mean they didn't get along. It was simply a difference in outward characteristics; both had kind personalities, so there was never any reason for them to be on bad terms.
“…….”
Before starting her explanation, Eunha remained silent for a moment, her face flushing. She realized that her words could be misunderstood, and the thought embarrassed her.
“Shall we start with a light drink first?”
Predicting that Eunha wouldn't be able to start her story right away, Yura placed a glass in front of her and filled it. Eunha, who had been agonizing over how to bring it up, glanced at Yura as she saw the glass being filled. The moment their eyes met, Yura gave her a soft eye-smile.
“You said that because you had your own reasons as Green, right? I like you, Green, so as long as you like me too, isn't that all that matters?”
Yura packaged the potentially misleading words as a declaration of affection between friends and colleagues. She steered the atmosphere to ensure Eunha wouldn't feel ashamed, speaking calmly as she filled my glass and then her own.
“It’s the first round, so you don’t have to drain it all at once.”
Leaving that piece of advice in case Eunha couldn't pace herself, Yura raised her glass. We clinked our glasses in a toast and then emptied the alcohol into our mouths.
“Huuu…!”
Yura let out a pleasant sound and grimaced at the bitter taste rising from within. Eunha, drinking for the first time, frowned at the unfamiliar sensation and sat still for a moment.
“You have to eat the snacks too. The snacks.”
To create an environment where Eunha, who had never been to a drinking party, could drink as comfortably as possible, Yura served some simple snacks from the table onto a plate and placed them in front of her.
“Thank you.”
Once the initial taste of the alcohol faded, Eunha relaxed her grimace and thanked Yura before picking up a snack with her chopsticks.
“Time for another.”
Yura immediately refilled the empty glasses. Watching Yura act like her usual self, I wondered if Eunha would be able to bring up what she wanted to say in this atmosphere.
Of course, it wouldn't really be a problem if we just moved past it. Just because Eunha said she liked Yura didn't mean anything major would change. I already knew through Eunha’s reaction that she liked Yura as a friend or colleague, so there was nothing that strictly needed to be talked out further.
I simply wanted to hear more of an explanation, but it wouldn't be an issue if she didn't provide one.
Yura seemed to feel the same way. Instead of pressuring Eunha to speak, she focused on creating a natural conversational atmosphere while drinking. I followed Yura’s lead, drinking, eating snacks, and chatting, making it a perfectly ordinary drinking session.
However, unlike Yura and me, Eunha seemed determined to clarify what she had said. She kept looking for an opening to speak.
In those moments, Yura and I would pause, thinking Eunha was about to say something, but when she couldn't quite bring herself to speak, the atmosphere would return to casual conversation.
As we had one glass, then two, the number of empty bottles began to grow. A slight intoxication set in, and Eunha’s cheeks turned a faint rosy hue.
Perhaps she wasn't as weak a drinker as I thought for her first time; despite having a fair amount, Eunha was maintaining her composure. She didn't look like she was forcing herself to stay sober while drunk, but rather like she was still holding up well, so I put my unnecessary worries aside.
“Um….”
Eventually, a somewhat tipsy Eunha spoke up cautiously. Yura, whose face was also slightly flushed, looked at Eunha while clinging closely to me.
“I’m jealous of Pink.”
At that blunt statement, I tilted my head in confusion, while Yura just watched Eunha quietly as if she understood something.
“I think Pink is the coolest woman. She dresses well, has great style… and she’s pretty.”
To Eunha, Yura wasn't just a good friend or colleague; she was an object of admiration. Eunha, with her modest charm, wanted to be pretty and flashy rather than plain.
“It’s been even more like that since I started dating Oppa. I’m jealous of how well Pink appeals to you, and I thought I wanted to be like her.”
Hearing Eunha’s words, bolstered by a bit of liquid courage, Yura refilled the empty glasses. Without a word, they clinked glasses, toasted, and downed the alcohol. After setting her glass down, Yura stared intently at Eunha.
“Green. I told you before, didn't I? You have a charm that’s uniquely yours. And your charm isn't something I could copy even if I tried.”
Yura respected Eunha’s unique charm and viewed it in a positive light. While she was grateful that Eunha admired her, it seemed Yura wanted Eunha to find value in her own appeal.
“What do you think, A? Is Green not charming?”
Yura asked me, and both Eunha and I flinched as our eyes met. She was staring at me with eyes that looked a bit frightened and nervous. I smiled at her.
“Of course not. Eunha is plenty charming, and I love her just the way she is.”
Her face turning even redder, Eunha leaned closer to me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and pulled her into an embrace.
“Eunha, you just want to get even closer to Yura, right?”
“…Yes.”
“Is that what it was?”
From Yura’s perspective, it might have seemed like Eunha just admired her traits and wanted to be like her. But to me, it looked like Eunha appreciated Yura’s charm and wanted to become closer and more intimate with her because of it.
My guess hit the mark. Eunha nodded, and Yura, seemingly surprised that the nuance was slightly different from what she’d thought, looked at me and then at Eunha. Soon, a smile spread across her face.
“So that’s what it was?”
Yura reached out and took Eunha’s hand. Eunha, who had been hanging her head, looked up in surprise at Yura.
“Then we can just become closer. What are you worried about?”
“Is that really okay?”
“Of course.”
Being caught between two people having such a warm and affectionate conversation felt strange, and I found myself feeling a bit self-conscious.
“Should I step away for a moment?”
Feeling like I was intruding on a serious conversation between two friends, I thought it might be best to give them space, but the moment I said it, both of them looked at me simultaneously.
“What are you talking about? The only reason I’ve become like this with Green is because you’re here, A.”
“I want Oppa to stay right here, too.”
In the end, I couldn't leave. Perhaps thinking I might actually get up to go, they both pressed even closer to me, until the three of us were huddled together in a tight embrace.
“Why? Did you feel out of place?”
“A little. Though I did like seeing you two get closer.”
“That’s all thanks to you, A.”
Clinging to me, Yura leaned in as if to kiss me, but Eunha, who was nestled on my other side, grabbed my face and pressed her lips against mine first.
“!”
Eunha, her eyes squeezed shut, shared a brief kiss before pulling away. She stared at me with a beet-red face before shifting her gaze to Yura.
“Pink already did it earlier.”
They could have sex together, and everyone’s relationships could become more intimate. However, just because such a process existed didn't mean the competition to claim me in the moment had ended.
Yura’s previous words—that she wasn't saying she wouldn't compete—came back to me. Seeing Eunha seize the moment to claim me, even if she hadn't come here specifically to check Yura, made me clearly understand what Yura had meant.
“I’ll give you both the same, so don’t fight,” I said, as if soothing them, and pressed my lips against Eunha’s.
“Mng, nnh, haah.”
With a lewd breath, Eunha gave me a deep kiss, and I focused on the sensation, licking her tongue. I held Eunha’s shoulder with one hand while my other arm was wrapped around Yura’s waist.
Thinking Yura might be bored watching me kiss Eunha so intensely, I began to knead her breast with my hand.
“Ah-ahng.”
I felt the pressure of her large breast in my palm, and Yura’s suggestive voice drifted into my ear.
“Hah-eup, hng, mmm.”
Continuing the deep kiss with Eunha, I slid my hand inside Yura’s clothes. She wasn't wearing underwear, and I immediately felt the texture of her large breast against my skin.
I didn't stop the kiss as I gently fondled her breast. After a moment, I pulled my lips away from Eunha’s and looked back and forth between the two of them.
Whether it was the alcohol or the anticipation and excitement for what was to come, both of their faces were flushed deep red.
“Shall we go to the room?”
At my suggestion, both of them nodded simultaneously. Leaving the mess of the drinking table for tomorrow, we stood up and headed into the master bedroom.
Yura’s bed was large enough for two people to use comfortably, so there was no lack of space even with the three of us on it.
As soon as we entered the room, Yura lay down on the bed first and began to take off her clothes one by one. Eunha, not wanting to be outdone, stripped off her clothes as well. Of course, I couldn't just stand there, so I undressed too.
In an instant, Eunha, Yura, and I were all naked. I wondered who to start with, then spoke up.
“Would you two lie down side-by-side?”
Among my girlfriends, these two were unrivaled in their lewdness, but they shared another commonality besides being lustful during sex.
They followed my instructions and lay on the bed together. Being naked side-by-side seemed to embarrass them, as their faces turned red.
Even though we had all had sex together before, the environment of having sex with another person present still seemed unfamiliar to them.
I was also a bit awkward about the situation of holding more than two girlfriends at once, but as a man, I couldn't help but be aroused. Excitement far outweighed the awkwardness.
“Who do you want to go first with?”
“I know. That’s the dilemma.”
While I was still debating, Yura, who had been lying still, lifted her legs. She hooked her hands behind her knees, pulling them into an M-shape, and spread them slightly to show me her pussy, which was already beginning to glisten.
“I’d like you to come quickly.”
She used her fingers to spread her pussy open herself. Seeing her twitching inner flesh made my cock throb with power.
“Oppa. Me too….”
Belatedly, Eunha also spread her legs into an M-shape like Yura, urging me to hold her soon.
Seeing my two girlfriends lying there simultaneously spreading their pussies for me, it was impossible not to be aroused. I approached them and began to gently stroke both of their pussies with my hands.
“Hseut, mmm.”
“Ah, ahng.”
They both moaned at the stimulation of their sensitive spots. As I fondled their soaking pussies with my fingers, I felt the differences between them.
Two days ago, when we all had sex together, it was so chaotic that I didn't have the chance to think about the individual differences. I had certainly felt they were different then, but now that I had more composure, I could feel the distinctions between the two more clearly.
Of course, feeling the differences didn't mean I was comparing them in a negative way. Just as everyone’s face is different and you simply notice the variety, I was just noticing how the two pussies beneath my hands felt different.
“Ah-eut, mng, nnh, ahng.”
“Ha-ahng. Ang, ah-ahng.”
Still keeping their legs spread, the two began to breathe heavily as my hands pleasured them. Seeing them both getting excited by my touch made it hard for me to hold back my own arousal.
However, wanting to see them enjoy it a bit more, I suppressed the urge to insert myself and began to rub both of their clitorises at the same time.
“Ha-ah-ahng.”
“Ah-ah, hng, huu-ung.”
Yura’s clitoris was slightly larger. Noticing these small details, I didn't stop the foreplay. Yura and Eunha moaned incessantly, their hips swaying slightly as if begging for my cock to enter.
“Hng, ah-ahng. Ah-ah, ang.”
“Ha-ahng, ah, Oppa. Ah-ahng.”
I alternated between pinching their clitorises gently with my fingers and pressing down on them with my fingertips. I could feel that these two already lewd women were reaching a peak of excitement.
“I’ll enter whoever reaches their climax last first.”
Since I couldn't possibly choose between them, I made that outrageous declaration. I stopped teasing their clitorises and inserted my fingers into both of their pussies.
“Hng-euk!”
“Ah-ah-ahng.”
As my middle fingers went in deep, I felt the pussies tighten. Without waiting for them to feel more or get more excited, I began to move my fingers, stimulating them.
“Ha-euk, at, ah. Ah-ahng. Ah-ah-ahng.”
“Ha-ah-ah-ahng. Ah, mmm, hseut, ah-ung.”
Determined not to climax first, both of them squeezed their bodies and moaned through gritted teeth, which only made the grip on my fingers tighter.
“Is Yura going to climax first?”
“No. At, ah, ha-ah-ahng.”
Before I knew it, a massive amount of vaginal fluid was flowing out, and every time I thrust into Yura’s pussy, a lewd squelching sound echoed. The same was true for Eunha.
“How about Eunha?”
“I, I’m not yet either. Ah-eut, hng, ha-ahng.”
Watching the two of them dripping with fluid and overcome with arousal, I realized this would never end if I kept a moderate pace. I began to move my fingers more violently, ravaging their pussies.
“Hng, eut, ah-ah, ang. Ah-ah-ahng!”
“Huu-ung, ha-ung, at, ha-ahng. Ah-ahng.”
As I thrust my fingers deep and pleasured them mercilessly, the excited Eunha and Yura both hit their climaxes in an instant, their hips arching off the bed.
Then, as if they had planned it, both of them simultaneously sprayed fluid from their pussies as they reached the peak. I didn't stop my hands, continuing to pleasure them even as they climaxed.
“Ha-euk, at, ah-ah. Mmm…. Eut, ah. Ah-ahng!”
“Ah-ah-ah. Ah, ah-ahng. Huu-ung, eut, mmm.”
Watching them spray enough fluid to soak the bedsheets, I thought, as expected.
Yura and Eunha, who were unrivaled in their lewdness, shared another commonality. They both got wet incredibly fast, and when they were highly aroused, they gushed a massive amount of fluid from their pussies.
I marveled at the spectacular sight of them climaxing and squirting side-by-side. Once the climax passed, they both went limp.
Even though the strength had left their bodies, they kept their legs spread in the M-shape. I approached Eunha first, lined my head up with her pussy, and thrust my cock deep into the pussy that had just finished climaxing.
“Huu-uu-ung!”
“Eunha was a tiny bit later, so I’ll do her first.”
“Th-thank you, ha-eut, ah-ah, ang, ah, ah-ahng!”
Before Eunha could even finish her sentence, I began thrusting. Yura, who had reached her climax just a split second earlier, watched Eunha with envious eyes.