After Work Today... Let's Meet, Oppa
“Mmm...”
A tugging sensation down below pulled my eyes open. Dambi was already hard at work, lips wrapped tight around my utility-pole cock, sucking like she meant it.
One of the best parts of living together was starting every day by blowing a clean load into a morning blowjob.
I pushed myself up, propped the pillow at an angle, and spread my legs to enjoy the view. Then I grabbed the phone off the nightstand, unlocked the pattern, and opened the camera app.
“Yeong-eun, mind if I film this?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Dambi gave a little nod, still mouth-fucking my cock, and stared straight into the lens.
Click. Click.
I checked right away—perfect shot of her with my dick in her mouth.
“Let’s film the fucking too.”
I switched to video, adjusted the angle, and used the tissue box on the nightstand as a makeshift stand, twisting it around until the frame looked right. This should catch the action clean.
I hit record, grabbed Dambi by the head, hauled her up, and flipped her onto her back.
“Gotta shoot something to show Hyojin… hell, I can even introduce Yeong-eun to Eun-ha with this.”
“Heh… babe, you’re such a pervert.”
Dambi spread her arms wide, beckoning me to hurry up and spear that itchy pussy of hers.
I climbed right onto the bitch’s stomach, lined my utility-pole cock up with her hole, and shoved in hard.
“Kh…”
“Aaah… babe…”
I jammed my tongue into her mouth for a deep kiss while pulling my hips back and slamming forward again.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Fuck… no matter when I rail you, Yeong-eun’s pussy tastes goddamn amazing…”
“Hnn… ahh… my pussy’s gonna burst, babe… nngh… fuck me harder…”
“We just started and you’re already like this, you fucking slut…”
“Knowing you’re gonna show Hyojin makes me even hotter… your cock got bigger too… hnn…”
I sat up, gripped her waist, shifted her around to fix the angle, then drove my cock back in deep.
A glance at the camera showed my dick buried crystal-clear in Dambi’s pussy, cunt juice dripping steadily from the gaps.
“Kh… yeah, I finger-blasted that bitch’s hole raw and she squirted like crazy… crazy slut… show her this and her pussy’ll itch like hell.”
“Nngh… you only used your hands? Haaah… you’re such a dick, babe… you should’ve just fucked her… nngh…”
“Crazy bitch, I’m not sticking it in until she begs for it herself… that’s when fucking her tastes best… heh.”
I hooked both her legs over my shoulders, tilted her pussy toward the ceiling, and pounded it open.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Kh! Ugh!”
“Hhk! Nngh… ah! Aaah… hah! Hnn…”
The bed creaked and rattled under the two of us going at it like animals in heat, the sound filling the whole room.
“Say it, Dambi… I can fuck Eun-ha and every other girl after that, right?”
I deliberately used her stage name instead of her real one so Hyojin would hear it clear.
“Yeah… Manager… fuck them all… just keep fucking me too… hnn…”
“Heh… Hyojin, you fucking bitch… watch close while I rail my fucktoy.”
I whipped my head around toward the camera and spat the words right at it.
The urge to cum started climbing. I planted my toes for leverage and jackhammered her pussy like I was doing push-ups, utility-pole cock slamming deep.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Creak… creak…
“Kh… fucking bitch, Dambi, I’m cumming in your pussy!”
“Hnn! Manager, cum… cum in my pussy!”
I buried my cock to the hilt inside her. Something powerful surged from the base of my balls, raced up the shaft, and exploded out.
“Khhh~~~!!”
“Haaah~~~!!”
My legs shook as pure, indescribable pleasure ripped through me. Cum kept pumping out in thick ropes.
Dambi’s body trembled too; she clutched my back and kept moaning, riding out the aftershocks of the fuck.
I stayed buried in her pussy, catching my breath. Then I slowly pushed up and pulled out.
The second my utility-pole cock left her hole, a massive flood of cum gushed out onto the sheets. Her pussy fluttered and foamed with jizz—every second of it caught on camera.
Dambi sat up the way she always did and took my softening cock into her mouth, giving me the full blue-dragon roller-coaster cleanup.
“Hoo…”
“Let’s shower together, babe.”
“Yeah.”
I stroked her ass as we headed for the bathroom.
I had the taxi stop on the main road near Eden and got out with Dambi. I pulled out two cigarettes, stuck one in each of our mouths, and lit them in silence.
“You sending it today?”
“Huh? Oh… the video?”
“Yeah.”
“Dunno… depends how things go.”
“Tell me… so I know how to act around the girls.”
“Act how? Just do what you always do.”
Fucking bitch just needs to keep her fucktoy pussy in line with the others.
“Since I’m dating you… you’re gonna fuck them soon anyway… I’ll handle it.”
“Heh, fuck… what the hell are you plotting?”
“None of your business, heh.”
“Tomorrow, right?”
“Huh? Tomorrow! Don’t make any drinking plans with Unnie.”
“Got it.”
I finished the smoke, flicked it wherever, and sent Dambi ahead first. Then I squatted down, chain-smoked another, and finally started walking toward Eden.
“Good evening, hyung-nim!”
“Yo, still not off?”
“Have you eaten?”
“Yeah, already did.”
I turned toward the counter and found Jeonghun sitting in the chair. No sign of Big Boss or Dongpal-hyung.
“Hello.”
“Yes, hyung-nim… you’re here.”
“The hyungs haven’t shown yet, huh.”
“They just stepped out.”
Huh? I didn’t see them… fuck, hope they didn’t catch me with Dambi.
Whatever—we only smoked on the main road, not fucked. Easy enough to talk around if they saw.
I checked the ledger and reservation memo: Nabi, Eun-ha, Dambi, in that order. Pureum coming at nine made four…
Tomorrow was Friday night, so the other bitches were being sly and taking today off.
I dropped into the mesh chair, kicked back, and quietly lit a cigarette.
Just as I finished it, my phone buzzed. Message from the contact saved as “Fucking Bitch”—Hyojin.
Conversation over like her business was done. Not long after, Hyojin clocked in.
I thought about sending the fuck pics and video from this morning, then decided against it. Save that shit for when she’s already horny.
For a regular weekday before Friday night, calls started pouring in after eight. Pureum showed at nine and we hit five girls total. I ran my ass off until past eleven before I finally caught a breath.
The second the calls dried up, the group chat with Eun-ha and Hyojin exploded past midnight. I had no choice but to humor the pair of bitches and keep the useless bullshit going.
Out of nowhere the shop phone rang. Jeonghun answered, then wrote “12:30 Hyojin” on the reservation memo.
Eun-ha had gotten used to Hyojin’s fuck talk; she didn’t even get embarrassed anymore.
Impossible with Jeonghun still solid at the counter. Just a throwaway joke.
Unexpected answer from Eun-ha. Getting pretty bold, fucking bitch.
No, fucking bitch… she hyped the mood herself. When the hell did I ask for help?
Fucking bitch… just drop it.
I quickly opened a private chat with Hyojin and fired off a message.
She didn’t even read it. Alarms kept popping only in the group chat.
I was about to switch back when the shop phone rang. Jeonghun answered and waved me over. Hyojin’s 12:30 customer had shown up early.
I killed the phone screen, stood up, hit the round button, and waited hands-behind-back in front of the elevator. Then I stuffed the customer into Room 2 and dropped back into the mesh chair.
I unlocked the phone and opened the group chat again—already past the point of no return.
Hyojin’s mocking message came with a photo of the 80,000 won and another of her foot rubbing my utility-pole cock.
“Hyung-nim, call the waiting room please.”
“Huh? Oh… yeah.”
I’d been so distracted I forgot to call the girls’ waiting room. I picked up the landline connected to it and hit 0.
“Yes…”
Of course it was Eun-ha.
“Hyojin-ssi, Room 2 in ten minutes.”
No answer from Eun-ha. A short silence, then the line went dead.
Fuck, somehow this feels like I’m screwed…
I kicked back in the mesh chair, lit a cigarette, and opened the group chat. The vibe was already torched; Eun-ha stayed silent while Hyojin’s mocking bullshit aimed at me filled the whole screen.
I opened a private chat with Eun-ha and sent a message.
The “1” vanished instantly, but no reply.
I was still thinking what to do when a message finally arrived from Eun-ha.
Fuck, self-deprecating again.
The “1” disappeared like she was thinking, but no instant reply. I’d finished the cigarette so I pulled another, lit it. Halfway through, the message I’d been waiting for finally came.
Unexpectedly I locked in a handjob appointment with Eun-ha. Period or not, I’d already eaten tteokbokki pussy before so straight fucking was fine… but she wanted to service me, so I’d take it and if the mood hit right I’d just shove it in.
Panties or not, once we got a motel room and started rolling around on the bed, stripping her and fucking her would be nothing.
Soon the sound of heels came from the girls’ waiting room past the counter wall, and Hyojin appeared carrying a basket, heading into Room 2.
That fucking bitch almost derailed everything, but in the end things moved forward and I got to advance. Thanks, you crazy slut.
I opened a chat with Dambi and sent a message.
Basically asking if I was gonna fuck her too. She’d been fucked herself so she knew exactly how much a freshly opened pussy burned that first night.
With permission from my fucktoy too, nothing left to hold me back. Just imagining Eun-ha’s naked body made my cock swell and twitch on its own.
At two o’clock Pureum came crawling out to the counter still wearing the women’s suit she always had on. Jeonghun handed over her cock-sucking money; she smiled bright, said goodbye, and vanished—though her face looked pale as hell.
No matter how you adjust the hours, holding down a day job plus this brutal handjob parlor work means the body can’t last…
Part of me wanted to tell her to pick one, but I didn’t know her situation and she was still basically a stranger. Spouting that kind of bullshit could trash the good impression I’d built so far in one shot.
Just like Big Boss said—take special care of Dambi, fuck her, turn her into a fucktoy—I needed to watch and approach Pureum slowly. By the time her pussy and my utility-pole cock met and cunt juice was dripping from the gaps, it wouldn’t be too late to talk.
Time drifted by in the quiet. At three-thirty Jeonghun started closing. He pulled out the bill stack, set aside the girls’ cock-sucking pay by headcount, and called Dongpal-hyung.
“Yes, hyung-nim… five girls… twenty-six… ten designated… six hundred sixty thousand… yes… yes… go on in, hyung-nim.”
Jeonghun bowed ninety degrees to empty air, then pulled two ten-thousand-won bills from the stack—one into his own pocket, one handed to me.
We finished closing prep and smoked. Soon Nabi and Dambi appeared at the counter, took their money, said goodbye, and left. Then Jeonghun grabbed two more bill stacks and headed for the girls’ waiting room.
Fuck, what now?
A bad feeling hit me hard. That routine usually meant a girl was sleeping over in the waiting room. Eun-ha and Hyojin still hadn’t come out. So… fuck, no way.
Jeonghun reappeared at the counter soon after.
“Shall we head out, hyung-nim?”
“Those two sleeping over, huh.”
“Yes.”
Nothing more to say. We rode the elevator down together, shared a smoke, and split.
Should I contact Eun-ha…
My dream of spearing Eun-ha’s tteokbokki pussy six times tonight and turning her into a fucktoy was about to vanish. If I just went home now, what would Dambi think? I’d straight-up said I was getting some, then come back without fucking—she’d call me a pathetic dickless loser for sure.
I unlocked the phone and called Eun-ha. It rang a few times, then a familiar pussy’s voice answered.
“Yo, fucking bastard!”
“Ah, you crazy bitch… what the fuck are you doing, slut! Put Eun-ha on!”
“Fuck off~ No, I already jerked you twice, heh.”
“You fucking bitch… I’ve been holding back… wanna die?”
“Oppa… I’m sorry.”
“Huh? What? A-rin!”
Hyojin must have handed the phone over; Eun-ha’s voice came through.
“A-rin! Having fun, fucking bastard.”
“You crazy fucking bitch! You wait right there, slut!”
“Quit the cock-sucking talk and oppa, go to the convenience store and buy some snacks and soju.”
“What? You fucking bitch… am I your errand boy? Hey you twin-cunt!”
“You said you were meeting Eun-ha? She’s gonna service you? Fuck, I know damn well you’re taking my friend to a motel to fuck her. As her friend I can’t just sit and watch, heh.”
“So what the fuck do you want, bitch.”
“Get service from Eun-ha at the shop like you did with me… I won’t interrupt, oppa.”
“Fucking bitch, this is interrupting right now.”
“Don’t like it then just leave, loser.”
The call cut off. I tried both Hyojin’s and Eun-ha’s phones again—neither answered.
I pulled out a cigarette, stuck it in my mouth, and lit it quietly.
Replaying what that crazy bitch just said, it sounded like she’d spilled everything—how the horny manager shook his cock at Eun-ha, got jerked twice, and paid for it.
That twin-cunt could’ve slipped out cleaner… why the hell did she have to get tangled with Hyojin…
Fuck it, whatever.
Raging here wouldn’t solve anything. I stopped by the convenience store, bought a pack of smokes, some snacks, and three bottles of soju, then headed back toward Eden.