Handjob in Room 1
“Ah… Oppa…! You fucking bastard~~!!”
Thud!
In an instant the room—thick with moans and the steamy heat of horny bitches and bastards—fell dead silent under that rough burst of sound.
Hyojin bolted upright, shoved me hard with both hands, then put real force into her fist and drove a direct hit straight into my cock.
“Ugh!”
I managed to brace with my forearm so I didn’t get flung clean off the bed, but the pain that slammed into my dick was so vicious I couldn’t breathe.
“Uuugh!”
My lungs locked up. Against my will my upper body folded forward.
“Oppa! You okay?”
“Uuugh!”
I couldn’t get air. The fucking bitch had actually punched my cock.
“Oppa! Oppa~!”
The bitch roughly shook my upper body while I was still choking and gasping.
“You fucking bitch!”
“Kyaaak!”
The second I got a breath back I shoved the arms of the double-crossing bitch hard. With a heavy thud her head cracked against the hard wooden headboard.
“Ah! Fuck!”
“Fucking bitch!”
The mood that had been building so nicely was completely shattered by the fucking bitch. If I’d just let my body take over, by now she’d either be begging me to suck her pussy and shove it in, or I’d already have my utility-pole cock buried deep in Hyojin’s cunt and be pumping away.
“Fuck, Oppa! It’s because you tried to take my panties off!”
“No, you fucking bitch! Even so you don’t punch a guy in the dick, you double-crossing bitch!”
“Ah! I don’t care, fuck~ I’m done!”
“You dog-like bitch, what about this then?!”
The moment Hyojin tried to get off the bed I grabbed her arm and stopped her. Her eyes locked onto my utility-pole cock that still hadn’t gone soft.
“Ha… fuck, this dick-obsessed bastard really does every damn thing, shit~”
“Ah… fuck, if you’d just stayed still it would’ve been good for both of us, but you pull this shit, fucking bitch.”
“Good for both of us my ass. I told you not to take the panties off, Oppa!”
“You were twisting your body and moaning like crazy so I tried once, you double-crossing bitch.”
“I don’t care, fuck~! Go jerk off by yourself, Oppa!”
“Ah… fuck, this is bullshit. Sorry, fucking bitch.”
“A guy who says sorry still calling me fucking bitch? Say it properly!”
“Ha… fuck, fine. You said not to take the panties off and I still tried. I’m sorry.”
No choice. I’d come this far and now I was supposed to jerk off alone? If it had been some average pussy I would’ve just let her go, but this bitch blocked me and punched me, fucking bitch.
Hyojin started to get off the bed, then seemed to feel the sincerity of the apology; she sat on the edge of the mattress, cross-legged, and quietly lit a cigarette. The dog-like bitch took a deep drag and blew the smoke straight into my face.
“Cough… ah, fucking bitch, seriously.”
“Seriously what? You gonna hit me?”
“Hey, fucking bitch, no matter what I don’t hit women.”
“Oh my~ is that so~? What a gentleman, fuck, what a gentleman.”
I scooted right up beside Hyojin, sat cross-legged, and quietly pulled out a cigarette of my own and lit it.
“Anyway, I was wrong… so I’ll apologize.”
I looked her straight in the eyes and put real sincerity into the sorry. Fuck, every pussy I try to fuck I end up apologizing to. This bitch I hadn’t even gotten inside yet.
“Forget it. After I finish this one I’ll give you a handjob.”
Her voice had softened. Looks like it worked. Hyojin lifted one leg and crossed it over the other.
“When you’re working, are there a lot of bastards like me?”
“Bastards like Oppa? Ah~ bastards trying to fuck? Heh, plenty~”
“You actually fuck in the rooms too?”
“I don’t know, fuck~, I don’t do that.”
“Yeah, looking at you now—if just trying to take the panties off gets this reaction, a guy who actually tried to fuck you would get his balls ripped off.”
“Heh, fuck… did Oppa see that? It’s just because Oppa’s a dick-obsessed bastard.”
“Still, fuck, I’m six years older and you call me bastard at the end of every sentence.”
“Whatever. Lie back down already. Oppa~!”
Hyojin stubbed her cigarette out in the paper cup, spat on it to kill it, then patted my leg. I quietly put my own butt in the same cup, stretched out on the bed, and spread my legs a little.
“You try that one more time and I really won’t do it, fuck~?”
“Got it, so just grab my cock, heh.”
Hyojin turned the aqua gel upside down, squeezed a thick line onto her palm, rubbed it in, then wrapped her slick hand around my utility-pole cock and lay down diagonally beside me. Her hand started moving slowly, smoothly, up and down.
“Ah… fuck, the hand feel alone is insane, Hyojin.”
“Heh, one punch and you got all obedient, Oppa?”
She pushed her mouth onto my cock and licked. The slow, smooth friction of her hand plus the tongue working my nipple sent electric pleasure racing through my whole body. Looking up at the big mirror on the ceiling I could see every detail of Hyojin stroking my cock while licking my nipple. This must be why people come to Eden. It was like watching porn through the ceiling mirror.
“Ah… mm…”
“That whole ‘CCTV doesn’t record’ thing is bullshit, so what are you gonna do now, Oppa?”
“Don’t talk crap. You got filmed walking in too—would you have said you’d take Room 1 if that was true?”
“Oho~ so you’ve got that much brain, huh? Pretty smart, Oppa, heh.”
“Ah… ah…”
“Feel good…? The more I look at Oppa’s cock the bigger it is… you gonna fuck my friend with this…?”
“Your friend…? Eun-ha…? Yeah… I’m gonna fuck her… ah… mm…”
“How you gonna seduce her and fuck her~?”
“Throw some sex talk… mm… ah… get her drunk… fuck her… or say I’ll give her body… education… mm… and then… ah…”
“Education…? Service education…? Aha~ yeah… with Eun-ha she might actually fall for Oppa… but would Eun-ha even give a handjob…?”
“Even if she doesn’t… you can just rub her with the cock you’re stroking… she’ll get curious… ah… she’ll want to see it… mm…”
Hyojin’s hand sped up.
“Yeah… I see… if you rub her with Oppa’s big cock like this… she might want to see it…?”
“Right… and then… ah… suck Eun-ha’s nipples too… mm… suck her thighs… mm… suck her pussy… ah… fuck.”
“Getting filthy, huh…? Cock’s getting even bigger, Oppa… suck Eun-ha’s pussy too… and after that… yeah…?”
“Spread Eun-ha’s legs wide… ah… mm… put my cock in her pussy hole… ah… bury it to the root in one thrust… mm… and pound her…”
“Won’t Eun-ha’s pussy burst…? Fucking her with Oppa’s huge cock like this…?”
“Yeah… ah… fuck… I’ll pound her till her pussy bursts… give her about six rounds… ah… mm… fuck… hey.”
“About to cum, Oppa…?”
“Yeah… ah… fucking bitch… uuh…”
I reached for her back and pressed down. The double-crossing bitch stretched to the box of tissues by the bed, yanked out a few sheets, and wrapped them around my cock.
“I’m only telling Oppa this… Eun-ha talks about you a lot… she might like you…?”
“What…? Ah… fuck… that dog-like bitch Eun-ha! I’m cumming!”
The second I heard Hyojin say Eun-ha might like me, my cock felt ready to explode; something powerful shot up from my balls, raced the length of my shaft, past the head, and blasted out.
“Kuuuut~~~~~~~”
“Ah! Fuck, Oppa! It sprayed~!”
The cum erupted hard enough to wreck the tissues; some of it shot sideways and hit Hyojin. The fucking bitch frantically yanked out a whole wad of tissues like she meant to destroy the box and wiped her face.
“Ah, sorry… guess it hit your face, heh.”
“Fuck! Ah, so annoying!”
The double-crossing bitch didn’t even finish wiping the cum off my cock; she roughly cleaned the jizz that had hit her face with tissues, then ran into the attached shower, turned on the water, and washed her head. That’s what you get for having a dirty heart, fucking bitch. But was what she said true? Eun-ha might like me?
I slowly sat up and carefully cleaned my cock—still coated in cum and aqua gel that the bitch had only half-wiped—with tissues. The fucking bitch was washing her face like crazy even though I needed to wash too. Someday I swore I’d spray ten years of aged cum properly all over that face and dump a load in her mouth too. No idea when that day would come, though.
After washing the cum off her face for a long time, Hyojin finally seemed satisfied and crawled out of the shower. She sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and quietly lit a cigarette.
“Not washing?”
“I’ll have one first.”
I followed her lead, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, crossed my legs, and enjoyed the afterglow of having just drained my balls.
“Hey, Hyojin.”
“Yeah?”
“That thing about Eun-ha—true?”
“What? That she might like Oppa? I just said she might. I never said she does.”
“What the fuck, so that’s just your opinion.”
“Yeah. Why? You’re gonna fuck Eun-ha anyway, right? Does it matter?”
“No, just asking because you brought it up.”
“I don’t know if she likes you, but she does talk about Oppa a lot… when she heard you’d slept with another girl she got depressed.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. So fuck her carefully so you don’t hurt her.”
“Bullshit, fucking bitch, heh.”
“Only Oppa would, heh.”
“Hey, can you drain me again next time?”
“Just give me money~”
“No, fucking bitch, you’re so money-crazy. That’s a given… after a few times will you take the panties off too? You’re Jimyeong now.”
“Fuck off, Oppa~ Jimyeong my ass, fuck~”
“Well, sooner or later you’ll take the panties off. Next time I get horny I’ll call you.”
“‘Call’ he says, fuck, heh… I’ll never take my panties off for Oppa.”
“Why? Scared of getting fucked?”
“Yeah. That cock is so fucking huge… just thinking about it going in makes me want to throw up.”
“You haven’t even tried putting it in yet.”
“Fuck, Oppa! Didn’t the girl you slept with say anything? You said six times!”
“At first she struggled, but the more I pounded her the crazier she got. By the sixth round she was wailing, heh.”
“Fuck, bleh~”
“If you get curious just say the word anytime. I’ll fuck you.”
“I’m good! Oppa, I’m going to sleep now!”
“Alright, I should wash and go too.”
Hyojin grabbed the red skirt dress hanging on the rack and walked out in just her panties. Well, right now only she and I were in the shop, and even though we hadn’t fucked, she’d still stroked my cock and drained the cum. No one else to see, and the only one who would see was me, so she just walked out bold as brass.
I crushed my cigarette into the paper cup full of butts, walked into the shower, and washed every trace of Hyojin off me. After a rough towel-dry I got dressed, stepped out of Room 1, and headed to the girls’ waiting room to say goodbye—only to find the door firmly shut.
Ah, the dog-like bitch won’t even deal with me? Let’s see if she still acts like this after I fuck her, fucking bitch.
I had no choice but to shout from outside the closed door that I was leaving, then walked the hallway to the counter, took the elevator down. Being summer, even though it was early morning the sun was already high. I caught a taxi on the main road and headed home.
Once home I sat cross-legged and quietly lit a cigarette. I unlocked my phone and sent a message to the contact saved as “Fucking Bitch”—Hyojin.
I snorted a laugh, closed the phone, and put it back in my pocket. Her temper was pure shit, but if you played along with her moods she just got snippy—she still seemed like the type who kept her promises. She might actually be a decent bitch, more than I expected. More than anything her hand technique was excellent; even without getting the panties off, as long as my wallet allowed it, booking a room now and then just to drain the water would be fine. Fucking her would come eventually if I kept booking rooms.
The tension left my body and sleep hit hard. The second I stretched out I sank into black darkness.
“Sss~ hoo~”
“How is it?”
Looking at Pureum’s expression, it was clearly different from when I’d handed her the cigarette yesterday. Even though it was her first time smoking, the 0.1 mg strength seemed to be letting her adapt alright.
“It’s okay? Manager Oppa, thanks for buying them on purpose.”
Pureum gave a bright smile and thanked me. From yesterday I’d already felt it—something was going on with Pureum. She forced the smile, but the strain was obvious.
“Just a gift, so keep the cigarettes, Pureum.”
“Huh? No, wait a second, Manager Oppa.”
She hurriedly turned and dug something out of what looked like her handbag.
“Pureum, just smoke them… if it really bothers you, buy me a coffee later instead of money.”
“Huh? Ah, sorry… I’ll smoke them well, Oppa.”
“Did you just say Oppa? Haha, better than Manager Oppa.”
“Hehe.”
Pureum, who had been about to pull out a ten-thousand-won bill, put the money back in her wallet. Does the fucking bitch have no concept of prices? A pack of cigarettes is two thousand won… Anyway, with Pureum’s personality she’d probably buy a drink from the convenience store soon enough. Taking it slow and getting closer was fine. No matter how horny a bastard I was, watching Pureum struggle didn’t make me want to fuck her. I just wondered what was wrong and wanted to help if I could—purely.
When I stepped into the hallway I saw Hyojin coming out of Room 1, arm-in-arm with a customer, seeing him off. Fucking bitch… only a day ago I’d gotten that steamy service right there. I took the customer from her, guided him to the elevator, sent him down, then sat in the counter chair, cross-legged, and quietly lit a cigarette.
Dongpal hyungnim had shown up for work and immediately left. Jeonghun was off, and Big Boss hadn’t come either. After a month of grinding at Eden it looked like they’d decided to leave Sundays to me. Honestly it was more comfortable that way.
It was two in the morning now… about one more hour of waiting and finally my day off. That’s right. The day I’d firmly promised Dambi we’d fuck. The fucking bitch had even come in on Sunday just to match my day off and was diligently sucking customer cock. Right now she was probably giving her all draining water in Room 7. Damn, what a hardworking bitch. If I ever made someone a permanent fucktoy, right now Dambi was in the lead. Even if she was the only one so far.
My phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out—looked like a message from the contact saved as “Fucking Bitch,” Hyojin. I unlocked and opened the chat.
Yeah, fucking bitch, you put out first, dog-like bitch.
Even I thought I was a crazy bastard. The only shithead on Earth asking one pussy to help him fuck another pussy was probably me.
Ah, this dick-obsessed bitch is impossible, fucking bitch.
I closed the phone and put it in my pocket. A moment later Dambi appeared on the CCTV finishing a room and seeing a customer off. I dashed over, took the customer, and sent him down in the elevator. When I turned back toward the counter, Dambi was standing with one foot in the doorway at the end of the hall, looking at me.
“What?”
“Any reservations?”
“None.”
“Got it. I’ll be lying down so call me.”
“Why? Managing your condition? Because you’re meeting me?”
I walked up to Dambi and reached out to stroke her ass.
“Didn’t you say the CCTV was fixed? Can’t they see this?”
“It’s fine, it doesn’t record. That’s why I can touch you like this.”
“Really? Mmm~”
“Why? Want to do it right here?”
“Are you crazy! Forget it, get lost.”
Dambi shook off the hand that had been stroking her ass, made a prim face, then turned and disappeared into the girls’ waiting room.
Honestly I still wasn’t sure whether the CCTV recorded or not. But even after I’d booked Room 1 with Hyojin yesterday, when I came in today Dongpal hyungnim hadn’t seemed to notice anything, and Hyojin herself was acting completely casual, so I just assumed it didn’t record. Whether getting caught fucking Hyojin on tape ruined me or getting caught fucking Dambi in the hallway on tape ruined me, ruined was ruined either way. From now on, when I was alone on shift or in a blind spot, I had to freely vent my desires without any hesitation.
At 2:30 I had already pulled Hyojin’s share. The double-crossing bitch crawled out to the counter right on time.
“Good work.”
I handed her 180,000 won. She’d only done four, but two of them were Jimyeong.
“Ah, I’m tired.”
“Yeah, you worked hard so rest well.”
“Yeah. My hand still hurts from stroking Oppa’s cock.”
“Hey, there are still people in the girls’ waiting room.”
“Ha… Oppa, seriously, they can’t hear… With that much fear can you even fuck the girls?”
“Fucking bitch… when I get the chance I’ll fuck at the counter too so don’t worry, heh.”
“Wow~ I should come out more often then, to watch who you’re sticking to.”
Hyojin looked at me with a playful expression.
“It might be you, heh.”
“Fuck off~ No, you already did, heh… I’m heading in, Oppa.”
“Yeah, go.”
Hyojin waved goodbye, took the elevator down, and disappeared from sight. No matter when I looked at her she was a delicious-looking bitch. I’d failed yesterday, but I swore I’d definitely fuck her.
At three I prepared to close, picked up the landline connected to the girls’ waiting room, pressed 0, and told them to get ready to leave. Pureum answered; Dambi was probably in dreamland sucking my cock.
“Yes hyungnim… three girls… twelve sessions… five Jimyeong… three hundred thousand won.”
“Alright, good work. Rest well.”
“Yes hyungnim, go on in.”
“Yeah.”
I hung up, sat cross-legged, and quietly lit a cigarette. At the same time the sound of high heels came from the girls’ waiting room and Pureum appeared on the CCTV. Dambi followed right behind. I’d thought she was sleeping, but she must have been awake. Shame, fucking bitch. If she’d been asleep I was going to have a pre-game fuck right there in the waiting room.
“Good work, Oppa.”
“Yes, good work.”
“Good work.”
I handed Pureum and Dambi the money I’d already pulled for sucking cock.
“You’re off tomorrow, right, Oppa?”
“Yes, the day changed so it’s today now… so we’re dropping the Manager title?”
“Ah, does it bother you?”
“No, it sounds much better.”
Dambi had been listening quietly; she looked at me and grinned.
“See you the day after tomorrow, Pureum.”
“Yes~ Good work, Oppa.”
“Good work~”
Pureum and Dambi took the elevator down and left. I was about to slip a ten-thousand-won bill from the stack into my pocket when my phone vibrated. I opened it—Dambi. I opened the chat.
I closed the phone, put it in my pocket, stuffed the shop money into the fire hydrant, and stepped into the elevator. Just imagining the blazing fuck with Dambi already had my cock fully hard, ready to punch through my pants.
Come out ready, fucking bitch…
Today is the funeral day for your pussy.