Does Thinking About Fucking Another Bitch Get You That Hard?
A little later Pureum brought over two packs of instant rice, set them down in front of the two dickheads, and vanished.
The horny day-shift manager bastard dumped the scalding rice into his ramen broth and wolfed it down like a man possessed.
"You live alone?"
"Yes, hyung-nim! On Sundays I finally get out and there's nowhere decent to eat."
"Aren't things going well with Jeongmin? Just tell that bitch to cook for you."
The horny day-shift manager bastard waved his hands frantically.
She was a fucktoy, sure, but not the kind of well-mannered bitch who'd actually take care of him.
Poor bastard.
He'd poured his whole soul into fucking her and still got treated like shit.
If that was how it was going to be, why bother fucking her in the first place?
He needed to find a girl like mine—one who'd let him freeload in her fucktoy house and even slip pocket money under the pillow so he could drain his balls.
Lately I'd been treating that fucking Dambi a little roughly...
Today looked free enough, so I figured I'd ream her ass raw and open her up good.
The two stinking dickheads finished their pathetic ramen meal and shared a cigarette.
"I'll head out then, hyung-nim! Good work."
"Yeah, you worked hard... Get going."
I gave a half-assed nod to the ninety-degree bowing bastard and watched him leave.
But the fucker left without doing the dishes.
I carried the aluminum pot into the girls' waiting room and washed up.
Kkotnim slipped out, pretending to grab supplies, and casually brushed her hand against the cock bulge in my pants.
"Got any bookings?"
"Not yet... You're always fully booked with designated requests... Just wait a bit... You've never come in on a Sunday before."
"Better if there aren't any..."
"Heh... Why? Getting horny again? If things stay quiet later I'll open you up, so don't worry."
Kkotnim flushed to the tips of her ears, trailed her fingertips lightly across my shoulder, and slipped back into the waiting room.
Once everything was roughly cleaned up I returned to the counter, propped both legs on the desk, and quietly lit a cigarette.
Mmm... Like always, I savored that lazy Sunday feeling you only get on this day of the week.
The world really is nothing but dick.
Plenty of fucktoys around, and here I was freeloading, smoking at my leisure, pure free honey...
Suddenly the shop phone rang.
I checked the number, opened the text site, and typed in the eight digits after the prefix.
Fuck, it was a designated request for Kkotnim.
I picked up right away.
How the hell did he know to call?
Ah... That bitch might have contacted him herself...
Just a minute ago she'd been hoping for no bookings...
Sure enough, the caller designated Kkotnim and I locked in the reservation.
After that, designated requests for Kkotnim poured in like a flood; before nine o'clock she was fully booked.
There was even one bastard booked for two-thirty, so today I'd probably clock out an hour later than planned.
I really shouldn't let this girl work Sundays if I can help it.
Just extra dick-work for nothing.
All of a sudden I heard shoes dragging beyond the counter wall in the girls' waiting room, and Dambi appeared.
Seemed she'd noticed summer was over; instead of the bikini hostess outfit she was wearing a bright red dress.
"Baby."
"Yeah, sit."
As she came closer I patted the mesh chair, making space for her.
I quietly pulled out a cigarette, stuck it between the bitch's lips, and lit it for her.
"What?"
"Got bored so I came out... Still no bookings?"
"Yeah, Kkotnim and Pureum are filling up fine... Just you and Do-yeon are empty."
"What? You fucking bastard!"
"Heh... Just kidding. Since you're already out here, let's open up that ass once."
"Pfft... Give the disease then the medicine, always doing whatever you want."
"Wait a bit... Once Kkotnim and Pureum's customers arrive we'll do it... They should be here any minute."
"Okay, hehe..."
Around the time we finished the cigarettes, Kkotnim's designated customer and Pureum's customer arrived one after another and I shoved them into rooms.
Even while heading off to suck cock, those fucking bitches shot envious glances at Dambi as they passed the counter.
They'd come to make money but their hearts were off in the bean field.
Well, not a bad thing...
Leaving Do-yeon alone in the girls' waiting room, I slowly stood and stripped completely, as if we'd planned it.
Dambi planted both hands on the desk and stretched her ass back; I pressed my body tight against hers.
I rubbed my cock against her, grazing her pussy like I might shove it in any second.
Pre-cum dripped from my telephone-pole cock while juices started flowing from Dambi's cunt.
Once the head was soaked slick I grabbed each plump ass cheek.
Then I spread them wide, exposing the pink flesh of her asshole.
"You've been taking damn good care of this ass lately, huh? Color's better... Nice and clean inside."
"Yeah... You like ass more than pussy... I've been cleaning it every day with cleanser..."
"Yeah, no fucktoy like you... After living with you I know."
"You're only realizing that now? Only I put up with you... Any other bitch would've already been dead... Stabbed."
"Heh... True, watching Kkotnim gang up when I fucked Mi-ho was chilling... Good thing you poured the concrete for me."
"Hurry and fuck me, baby... Stop with the useless talk..."
"Yeah, I was about to anyway... Here I go."
I lined my telephone-pole cock up against Dambi's clean asshole.
Watching the hallway, I slowly pushed in.
After dozens of reamings it wasn't tight anymore; the cock slid all the way to the root in one smooth thrust.
As if she'd been waiting, the inner walls of her ass wrapped around the entire length and squeezed hard.
I started moving my hips slowly.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Mmm... Yeah, this is the taste... Clamping down on my cock so tight... Huh?"
"Hnn...! Ahh...! Kkhnn...!"
Dambi dropped her head, focusing completely on her ass as she savored the cock.
Suddenly the landline connected to the girls' waiting room rang.
With my cock buried deep in her ass I picked up the receiver.
"Yeah, noona."
"You doing Dambi right now?"
"Yeah, can you hear? I'm not going that hard..."
"I'm... sleeping in the waiting room tonight..."
"Heh... That so? Got it..."
"Yeah..."
The call ended and I hung up.
I wondered why she'd say that shit after confirming we were fucking.
Was she asking to get fucked?
She was a bitch I should've fucked long ago, true...
I'd be clocking out late today too...
Well, nothing bad about it.
Fuck her first, worry about the rest later.
Like always...
Doing it that way, nothing had ever gone to shit so far.
"Hey, Do-yeon's sleeping in the waiting room tonight."
"Hnn...! Really? She's not coming home?"
"Hmm... What to do... No, you don't go home either... You like getting your pussy fucked, right?"
"Really? We're doing it together?"
"Yeah, fuck her once first then haul her home... We're finishing late tonight so there won't be much time to eat that bitch."
"Aaahh...! Your cock's getting bigger... Bad boy... Does thinking about fucking another bitch get you that hard?"
"Nah, pussy barely does it for me anymore but your ass is clamping so fucking tight... You're the one getting more turned on... Huh?"
I gripped Dambi's ass hard.
Clenching my teeth, I poured every ounce of strength into slamming my cock into her so the sound would carry all the way to the girls' waiting room.
Thighs and ass collided, producing rough friction noises.
White, watery fluid squeezed out from the seam where cock and ass met, soaking her cheeks and thighs.
The whole counter shook from the fucking vibrations and the shop phone clattered to the floor.
I ignored it, motors spinning in my hips as I madly drove the telephone-pole cock into her ass.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Dambi's asshole flushed red and clamped down like it would snap my cock clean off.
I felt the urge to cum rising.
The telephone-pole cock buried to the root in her ass swelled.
Dambi's ass went rigid, her hole clamping shut and crushing my cock hard.
"Kkh...! Fuck, hey... I'm dumping the load in your pussy... That okay?"
"Yesss!! Aaahh...! Cum in my pussy, baby...! Kkhahh!!"
I wrenched the telephone-pole cock free from her tightly closed asshole with all my strength.
The cock, coated in cunt juice, popped free and sprayed liquid everywhere.
I stretched the thumbs of both hands gripping her ass and spread her outer pussy lips.
Then I roughly calculated the angle to drive straight in.
Gathering power in my cock I charged in a straight line at Dambi's cunt.
Thighs and ass smacked together with a sharp crack that echoed through the counter.
The telephone-pole cock plunged deep into Dambi's pussy in one stroke, root to tip.
The bumpy inner flesh wrapped around my cock, crushing the shaft and head.
A sharp tingle shot through the tip of my balls.
Something raced up the shaft, past the head, and stopped at the piss slit before flinging it wide open.
White, watery fluid blasted out of the cock hole at light speed, slamming against Dambi's pussy walls and pouring out in powerful spurts.
"Kkhwaaaaah!!"
"Hwaaaaang!!"
The two horny bitches threw their heads back toward the ceiling and screamed at the same time.
Their whole bodies trembled like aspen leaves as they ground their asses together.
The pussy flesh clamped down like it meant to snap my cock off, determined to milk every last drop of cum left inside.
Finally, after dumping every single drop remaining in my cock into Dambi's cunt, I caught my breath.
"Haa...! Haa...!"
"Haa...! Haa...!"
With my telephone-pole cock still buried in Dambi's pussy I pulled out two cigarettes and stuck them between our lips.
I flicked the lighter, quietly lit them, and took a deep drag, blowing out smoke.
Slowly I pulled my cock free of her pussy.
The still rock-hard, plump cock sprang out, spraying cum and cunt juice everywhere.
Dambi straightened up, took a deep drag of the cigarette, blew out the smoke, then dropped to her knees.
She opened her smoke-scented mouth wide and sucked the glistening cock clean.
I enjoyed the view of Dambi's blue-dragon roller coaster while we shared a satisfying cigarette.
"Mmm... Drained nice and clean... Good girl."
"Yeah... Baby."
Finished cleaning my cock, Dambi stuck out her tongue, showing the white-coated surface.
It meant she'd swallowed every drop of cum down her throat.
I grabbed tissues and roughly wiped the cum dripping from Dambi's pussy.
Then we pulled our clothes back on and sprawled in the counter chair and mesh chair like nothing had happened.
The man and woman who'd been fucking like dogs moments earlier chatted leisurely as if nothing had occurred.
I glanced at the clock; it was past one in the morning.
Suddenly a beep sounded; I flicked a look at the CCTV and pressed the round button.
I didn't rush; I rose at a leisurely pace.
A moment later the elevator doors opened and fucktoy Dambi appeared holding bags in both hands.
Claiming she was hungry, she'd crawled all the way to a nearby soup-and-rice place and gotten takeout.
Quietly I walked with Dambi toward the girls' waiting room.
Crossing the threshold into the waiting room I saw two cunts—everyone except Kkotnim, who was still finishing a customer.
Pureum and Do-yeon.
I spread the table, pulled out the contents of the bags, and finished setting up.
Just as I was about to hand out spoons, a door opened in the hallway.
Using animal reflexes I bolted out at full speed.
I took the bastard from Kkotnim, who was seeing him off arm-in-arm, loaded him into the elevator, and sent him on his way.
"Smells good... What is it?"
"Dambi bought soup rice... Got some for you too so eat with us... I blocked off about thirty minutes... Take your time."
"Yeah, at least you've got manners..."
I stepped up to Kkotnim, blew hot breath against her ear, and whispered.
"Eat quick then let's run one round... Be waiting in room two..."
"Okay..."
With the post-meal fuck reservation with Kkotnim locked in, I stroked her soft ass as I headed back to the girls' waiting room.
I felt power surge into my cock.
Kkotnim's hand grabbed my telephone-pole cock through the pants—so hard it looked ready to tear the fabric—and stroked it.