Pouring Concrete
As I stepped into the entrance hall, familiar shoes came into view. Three pairs sat neatly lined up.
I made my way toward the room with the TV.
"Oppa, you're here?"
"Yeah, you fucking bitches... were you throwing a drinking party in here?"
"Yes, Oppa... Pureum unnie came too?"
"Come sit over here, Oppa."
Eun-ha, Hyojin, and Haneul had spread out a low table, sat cross-legged around it, and were pounding soju. They already looked thoroughly drunk, tongues twisted and pronunciation slurring.
Dambi followed me in, sat cross-legged, quietly lifted a soju bottle, and slammed it down her throat in one shot.
"You sit too."
"Yes..."
"Just drop the formal speech. It's fine."
"...Okay."
Pureum fidgeted, then sat cross-legged beside Dambi.
Ah, fuck. With five cunts sitting there, there was no room left. I had no choice but to plop cross-legged onto the sofa and quietly light a cigarette.
"Get along from now on. Don't fight over stupid shit."
The bitches sitting in a circle gave half-assed nods. Seemed like they were telling a fucker like me to stay out of cunt business. Fair enough—they'd need to sort out the hierarchy, so as long as no knives came out, better to just leave them to it.
Dambi poured a glass of soju in front of Pureum. Not to be outdone, Pureum poured one for Dambi, and they lightly clinked glasses. As if they'd planned it, both slammed the shots down their throats.
The five cunts completely ignored me and chattered cozily among themselves while pounding drinks. Fuck, I'd thought about a five-on-one gangbang, but there was no way to squeeze in. Still, at least I'd poured the concrete on Pureum, so that was a relief. Everything was flowing smoothly.
I chain-smoked and waited for the drinking party to end. I'd burned through nearly half a pack, but the moment those fucking bitches' table would tip over just wouldn't come.
"Babe, go to sleep first."
"Huh?"
"We've got stuff to talk about among ourselves... it's not a place for a guy to stick his nose in."
"You fucking bitch... there are five cunts here and you want me to just go jack off and sleep alone?"
"Hehe... you're tired too, right? Today's not the only day. Just go sleep."
"Fine. Like you said, I should get a good long sleep for once... Don't wake me... you fucking bitch."
"Okay."
Leaving five joj-jibs behind, the horny Senior Night Manager who'd turned into a bird smacked his lips and crawled into the bathroom. I scrubbed my body thoroughly with body wash, then came out with my cock dangling. I passed the bitches still throwing their drinking party, went into the room with the bed, and shut the door. Then I sprawled out on the bed, rubbed my twitching cock, and sank into the darkness.
"Babe, wake up."
"Mm...?"
"I said wake up."
Something was shaking my body like crazy. I forced my eyes open and saw that fucking bitch Dambi's face. I shot up and shoved the bitch hard.
"Hey, you fucking bitch... wake me gently, what the hell are you doing?"
"Come eat. It's ready."
Mm... a delicious smell was wafting over... Waking up to that fucking bitch had ruined my mood, but it cleared right away. I sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and quietly lit a cigarette. Nothing beat a pre-meal smoke the second you woke up.
"Hey, you gonna keep smoking in the room?"
"Huh?"
"The smoke smell soaks in... this isn't just your room."
"This bitch has been picking fights since earlier... what's your problem?"
"We've decided to move... we have to be careful until we clear out of this place."
"What? We...? First I'm hearing of it."
The door opened and Hyojin and Eun-ha crawled in. No sign of Haneul or Pureum. Had they gone home? Hyojin and Eun-ha sat right up against me, then layered their hands over my cock and stroked it gently. Dambi quietly lit a cigarette. That fucking bitch... after telling me not to smoke in the room?
"I already talked it over with the girls... no need to ask Mi-ho."
"What about Kkotnim?"
"Don't worry about that bitch, babe... I'll handle it."
The second I heard Dambi's words, cold sweat ran down my back. It meant she was going to pour the concrete in the direction she wanted without even asking Kkotnim's thoughts. Fucking bitch—this one should've been born a man...
"Where are we moving to?"
"We've got some money saved up... and we'll pull the deposit from here and look for a house with a yard."
"A detached house?"
"Yeah. Hyojin and Eun-ha said they'd chip in... Haneul too."
"Do we really need to go that far? This place is fine as is..."
"It might be fine for you, but it's not fine for us... it's too cramped here..."
"So we're living together?"
"Yeah. Pureum lives with her little sister so she can't... but the rest of the girls agreed."
"Well, then I just sit back and do nothing, right?"
"Yeah, babe... you've got nothing but your cock anyway... just manage that cock well."
"You fucking bitch... there's a thorn in those words?"
"Hehe... keep that in mind and keep the room clean... it won't take long."
"Yeah."
"Then come out and eat."
I stroked Hyojin and Eun-ha's backs as I headed to the room with the TV. A delicious smell tickled my nose.
"You're up?"
"Yeah. You making this?"
Through the sliding door that connected to the tiny living room-slash-kitchen, I could see Pureum wearing an apron. Haneul was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. Seemed like the other bitches were all ignoring her and Pureum was the only one busting her ass alone.
"Yeah, it's ready so sit down... put some clothes on."
"Okay."
I threw on some clothes roughly and set up the table. There wasn't enough room for six, so Dambi ordered me to spread newspaper on the floor and eat there. Since I was freeloading on their money, I swallowed the boiling rage and sat cross-legged next to the newspaper. Somehow the fucking seating arrangement felt wrong... Normally the cunts should be eating off newspaper and I should be eating alone at that table, right? Ha... just endure it. I was a fucking idiot who was only just starting to pull 1.5 million won a month after daily allowances. No choice.
I quietly listened to the money-making bitches' talk while holding my spoon and waiting. After a bit the table started getting set—pork ribs, kimchi stew, and rolled omelet appeared. Pureum took off her apron and sat cross-legged across from me with the newspaper between us.
"You eat over there too."
"No, it's fine..."
"But damn, that smell is killer... when did you prepare all this?"
"I don't know if the seasoning's right... try some."
I opened my mouth wide while looking at Pureum. She burst out laughing, picked up a piece of pork rib with chopsticks, and fed it into my mouth.
"Mm... fuck, this is insanely good."
"Is it okay?"
"Yeah, you try some too."
I picked up chopsticks and put a piece of pork rib into Pureum's mouth. Looking at her cheeks turning pink, it felt like we'd become newlyweds. At this point the joj-jibs should've been glaring, but they paid zero attention and were completely absorbed in stuffing their own faces. Seemed like while I'd been dead asleep, the cunts had formed a consensus, cleared up misunderstandings, and become ball-buddies. Especially the way Dambi looked at Pureum—very soft and kind.
After a delicious meal with Pureum, I went out the common front door and squatted down. Then I quietly lit a cigarette. Fuck, it was only four o'clock. The door opened and Dambi crawled out, squatting next to me. She pulled out a cigarette, stuck it in my mouth, and lit it using my cigarette as a lighter.
"You already finished prepping?"
"Yeah... babe..."
Dambi's expression looked off. What the hell was she about to spout now.
"Yeah."
"We'll head out first, so time it with Pureum and come together."
"Why the sudden change? Until dawn you were dying to tear into her."
"Pureum really loves you... and it's not because of that famous cock of yours..."
"Then what, you fucking don't love me?"
"Hehe... it's not that... just take good care of Pureum."
"Did you hear about that bitch's little sister? Feeling pity or something?"
"No, I heard the story, but it has nothing to do with it... I just understand as a fellow woman..."
"Bullshit... well, fine by me... if we go this early I'll only get my cock sucked... might as well play a bit."
"I was planning to anyway... stop by a furniture store and look around first."
"You bitch, your drive is fucking insane."
I gently stroked Dambi's head as she made way for me to stick with another cunt. Yeah, I had to work hard for this one's sake too. And open up her ass often...
After a good smoke with Dambi, I crawled back inside. The four cunts who'd finished prepping exchanged warm goodbyes with Pureum and left. Just the two of us remained.
"Did you call home?"
"Yeah..."
"Good. You're not the type to ghost and go dark..."
The words cut off and Pureum's face turned bright red. I'd gone to the trouble of setting the mood, so now was the time to show the dignity of this cock.
"You've been plenty disappointed in me... but this is the end. From now on I won't give you any reason to be disappointed."
"Okay... Oppa..."
"Heh... finally calling me Oppa... but don't use formal speech... this is way more comfortable."
I pulled Pureum into my arms and pushed my tongue between her lips. Our tongues tangled as we swallowed each other's spit. I rubbed my body against hers, savoring Pureum's soft skin. My telephone-pole cock stood fully erect in under a second and poked her belly. I stood, raining kisses on her as I scooped her up. The bitch's legs wrapped around my back and locked. I carried her into the room with the bed. Carefully I laid Pureum down. Then I peeled off the clothes she was wearing one by one. I stripped her top and unhooked her bra, and Pureum's nicely risen tits dazzled my eyes. When I raised both arms, Pureum started stripping me. Since I'd only been wearing a short-sleeve tee, my chest was bare right away. I stepped off the bed. Pureum followed and stood facing me straight on. Quietly I grabbed the skirt string with both hands and pulled it down. I dropped to my knees and stared at the pussy part of her panties, licking my lips.
"What are you staring at like that..."
"Because it's pretty... move your hands..."
Pureum, who'd been covering her pussy out of embarrassment, fidgeted and slowly moved them. I slipped a hand inside her crotch, gently brushed the folded flesh, and grabbed the panty string. Then I pulled it down. A thick forest of pussy hair framed the split pink pussy flesh that hit my eyes dead center. I swallowed hard, peeled the panties off her ankles, and tossed them aside. Naked Pureum, face flushed, pressed close and pulled my shorts down. The bulging center of my underwear locked perfectly onto Pureum's eyes. As she stroked the cock part with her palm, her breathing grew rougher.
"Take it off... I want to do it quick..."
"Mm..."
I squared my shoulders and looked down at Pureum from above, waiting. Kneeling Pureum grabbed the panty string with both hands and pulled it down. My telephone-pole cock sprang free, showing off its rigid majesty right in front of her. I pulled the bitch up, flew onto the bed, and mounted her belly. I rained frantic kisses while using my fingertips to grab and knead each soft tit. The room heated up with the fire of fucking.