The Promise of Room 1
“Ugh...”
The smooth skin of her ass wrapped around my cock, amplifying every pulse of pleasure. Eun-ha braced Hyojin’s waist, locking her in place while she stared hungrily at my blood-engorged utility-pole of a cock. I slowly drew my hips back, then drove forward again, starting a steady rhythm of back habiyot.
“Fuck… this feels so goddamn good… like I’m actually fucking her… and having you watch makes it even hotter…”
“Oppa…”
“You’re getting wet too, aren’t you? Staring at Oppa’s cock like that, already hoping I’ll fuck that pussy of yours?”
“Yes… I want to do it with Oppa…”
“Heh… I want to fuck you too… grab that ass of yours and just slam my cock in deep like this…”
I clamped down hard on Hyojin’s ass and thrust forward with force. Thighs and ass cheeks smacked together, the wet slap echoing through the room.
“Oppa… can I suck your cock…?”
“Heh… finally being honest… yeah… I like that too… hey, A-rin.”
“Yes, Oppa…”
“Doesn’t it piss you off watching this fucking bitch take my cock? Don’t you want to cuss her out?”
“…Yes.”
“Then call her a fucking bitch… right in front of Oppa… that worthless cunt who squirts like a fountain and loses her mind… call her a fucking bitch…”
“But still…”
“When it’s just the two of you, you trash-talk each other, right? You… took forever in the shower because you were hoping I’d fuck you, didn’t you… you fucking bitch, huh?”
“Oppa…”
I put power into my hips and picked up the pace. Pre-cum dribbled freely from my cock, sliding down the curve of Hyojin’s ass.
“You little slut…”
I hooked the string of her panties and yanked them down her thighs. A glistening pink pussy came into view, so soaked it looked half-drowned—beautiful, flooded with her juices. A girl like her had to have put that pussy through plenty of use, yet I never expected the color to still look this good. I’d pictured something completely blackened; the unexpected pink made my cock twitch on its own.
“Fuck, that pussy looks delicious… should I just fuck her right now? Before A-rin?”
I reached out and stroked Hyojin’s pink folds. Not a single dark patch—pure, natural pussy. Parting the outer lips with my fingers revealed the bumpy inner flesh in sharp detail. I swallowed hard without meaning to; the urge to bury myself in her right then surged up.
Hyojin still hadn’t recovered from the shock of her squirting show. Her head stayed buried, mind completely gone. I lined the tip of my cock—still grinding her ass crack—against that pink hole and looked at Eun-ha.
“Oppa… you promised you’d have sex with me…”
“I will, you fucking bitch… I already said I’d fuck this one too. Or cuss her out for me—then I won’t fuck her and I’ll shove my cock in you instead.”
Eun-ha’s eyes wavered. Truth was, I wanted to fuck Hyojin so badly it hurt, but I’d already decided I wouldn’t until she begged for it herself. For a second I seriously considered just taking her, then dropped the idea—I needed her as a long-term joj-jib.
“Can’t do it? Fine… then just watch me fuck Hyojin and rub that pussy of yours…”
I eyed the tip pressed to Hyojin’s entrance and eased my hips forward. The head slipped right in.
“Ugh! Fuck…”
Blinding pleasure flooded every cell in an instant, waking them all at once. The pressure around the head was insane—squeezing, milking. She clamped down far tighter than I’d expected; this was premium pussy, no question. Dambi’s fit me perfectly, but Hyojin’s felt like it had been made for this.
“Fuck.”
A raw voice cut through. I glanced at Eun-ha—her face was twisted tight. Had she just cursed?
“You fucking bitch! Oppa’s supposed to fuck me first! You fucking bitch! You fucking bitch!”
Eun-ha grabbed Hyojin’s head and shook her hard, then hurled her clean off the bed. My cock popped free with the motion.
“Ugh…”
Hyojin hit the floor with a pained moan. I looked at Eun-ha; she was panting, face flushed scarlet.
“A-rin, come here.”
She seemed to realize what she’d done and froze in panic, then turned at my voice and stared at me.
“I said come here… can’t you see Oppa’s hurting?”
I opened my arms. After a moment’s hesitation she came slowly into my embrace. My still-raging cock got crushed between our bodies, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through me.
“Oppa went too far, huh? Sorry about that… I didn’t mean those things I said to you… you just kept getting pushed around by that bitch, so I did it.”
“Oppa…”
“Honestly, having her here makes me even hornier… but today was supposed to be just you and me. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
“I’m sorry…”
“No, that’s why I did it… don’t get pushed around—you decide. We promised I’d fuck you, right?”
“Yes… I don’t care if Oppa has a girlfriend… I want to have sex with Oppa…”
“I know, even if you don’t say it… I’m not fucking that bitch until she begs for it… that goddamn slut… you don’t have to worry.”
“Oppa…”
I stroked the soft plane of her back and cupped her ass.
“From now on, you decide… whether you bring that bitch along… or you just want to fuck Oppa… tell me. You choose… got it?”
“Yes, Oppa…”
“Alright, we’ve burned enough time—let’s finish up… you know how to do 69, right? I taught you…”
“Yes…”
“Then I’ll lie down—put that ass on Oppa’s mouth… you’re on your period so I’ll just touch… my cock’s yours now.”
I held her and lay back on the bed. Eun-ha rose, turned, and settled her ass over my face. A pair of plump, perfect cheeks filled my vision, almost smothering.
“Still the best ass… like I said earlier, the second your period ends I’m taking that ass first.”
“Yes… I’d like that…”
“I’ll bury it to the root… and fuck you… now suck Oppa’s cock…”
Warmth closed around my cock—Eun-ha’s mouth.
“Ugh… good girl…”
She didn’t answer, just gripped the shaft of my utility-pole cock, stuffed her mouth full, and started sucking hard.
“Fuck… my head hurts…”
Hyojin, still sprawled where Eun-ha had thrown her, lifted her head and stared at the two of us.
“Finally awake, you piece of shit…”
“Fuck you, you bastard! What the hell did you do?”
She noticed her panties were still down, eyes narrowing into axe blades as she glared and spat the words.
“Just habiyot, you fucking bitch… borrowed that ass for a minute… nothing happened, so relax.”
From her reaction she hadn’t felt the tip go in, so I fed her the lie.
“You fucking bastard! Who said you could borrow it? You crazy fuck…”
“Ah, you goddamn bitch… quit the bullshit and put your panties back on… the amount of water that poured out of that pussy… pathetic.”
I looked straight at her pussy; she dropped her head in panic and covered it with both hands.
“Ah… fuck!”
“Embarrassed? You put on a fountain show twice right in front of me and Eun-ha… heh.”
Eun-ha sped up on my cock. Hyojin pulled her panties up, raised her head, and just stared blankly at her friend sucking me off. Both of them were getting a shock today—seeing sides of each other they’d never known. The same girl who’d hesitated to even strip earlier was now stuffing her mouth full of cock whether her friend watched or not.
“Ugh… it’s building…”
I stroked Eun-ha’s moon-round ass and rubbed the crotch of her panties. Her body jerked.
“Push that ass down tighter… A-rin…”
She kept sucking while shoving her hips back, burying my face completely. A musky scent rose as my mouth pressed against the panty-covered pussy. I reached up, caressing her ass and lightly teasing her crotch.
“You fucking bitch… why are you staring like that? Never seen a sakkasi before?”
“F-fuck! Who—!”
Hyojin snapped out of it, grabbed a cigarette, rolled onto the floor, and lit up.
“Heh… I’d love to have her suck on those nipples too, but Eun-ha probably wouldn’t like it.”
“Who said I’d do that? You crazy bastard.”
“Fuck, you brought your phone, right? Film some of this and drop it in the group chat… I’ll download it and show my joj-jib.”
“You pervert… you’re the one who told me to film, remember?”
“It’s okay if she films, right?”
I patted Eun-ha’s ass.
“Hah… yes, Oppa… ahh…”
She pulled off just long enough to answer, then immediately took me back in.
“You heard her? Snap some photos and shoot video… make it real so it’s worth watching.”
“You pervert… don’t regret it later?”
Hyojin fumbled with her phone; a harsh flash stabbed my eyes. A few shutter clicks followed, then the continuous glow of recording.
“You filming? Eun-ha sucking my cock?”
“Yeah, you pervert… say something to your joj-jib if you want.”
Calling her by name would taste better, but it was still too early to reveal that.
“You watching? Just like I said—Eun-ha’s sucking my cock… she’s on her period so we didn’t fuck… but I’m taking her soon…”
I kept talking for the camera.
“I’ll tell you everything when I get home… watch her suck me and swallow my cum… she’s gonna clean my cock too… you got that?”
I smacked Eun-ha’s ass again.
“Yes, Oppa… I’ll keep sucking Oppa’s cock… just cum… in my mouth…”
“Hear that? Eun-ha says I can cum in her mouth…”
I squeezed her ass hard. The urge to shoot swelled; my cock thickened. I flexed and lifted my hips a little—Eun-ha choked and gurgled.
“Ugh… cumming…”
“Mmmph…”
I felt the thick ropes blast from the root. Eun-ha’s head stopped bobbing; she just held still and took every drop. In the ceiling mirror I watched her tremble, my utility-pole cock buried in her mouth, ass pressed to my face.
“Fuck… damn…”
“Ugh… disgusting, fuck!”
Hyojin filmed the whole load pouring into Eun-ha’s mouth while cursing. Just wait, you fucking bitch… I’ll dump that same “disgusting” cum down your throat and all over that face of yours.
“That’s enough… strength’s gone…”
“Hah… yes, Oppa…”
Eun-ha pulled off, turned her head, and looked at me. Her face was flushed scarlet; spit and cum mixed into a shiny mess around her lips. I wiped it away with my thumb and slowly sat up. My cock had softened to half-mast. I swung my legs off the bed and stood, then pressed the sticky length against Eun-ha’s face.
“Suck it clean… customers love this too… Oppa loves it… ever heard of the Blue Dragon Train?”
“Yes, Oppa…”
My cock, still coated in spit and cum, slid back into her mouth. Hyojin crowded in close with the phone camera.
“Should’ve filmed that fountain shooting out of your pussy earlier…”
“Shut your mouth, Oppa! Fuck… say that again and I’ll kill you!”
“Heh… I’ll make you do it again next time… you liked it too, didn’t you?”
“Die, you fucking bastard!”
“Fine, you fucking bitch… so goddamn embarrassed, you pathetic slut… stop filming and send it to the group chat.”
“Fuck off~ Fuck… no, Eun-ha’s still going at it right now. I’ll handle it, so get lost.”
I ignored her and stroked Eun-ha’s head. Her eyes rolled up to meet mine.
“That’s enough… stand up.”
She rose slowly, crawled off the bed, and stood facing me. I cupped her head, pulled her face to mine, and pushed my tongue into the mouth that had just swallowed my cum.
“You pervert…”
Hyojin watched and cursed, but Eun-ha and I both ignored her. After a brief resistance Eun-ha met my tongue. We tangled, swallowing each other’s spit, exploring every corner. A bitter taste lingered. That fucking Hyojin still had the phone up, filming the filthy kiss. After the long, messy make-out I guided Eun-ha back onto the bed so we sat side by side.
“Gimme a cigarette.”
I held out my hand to Hyojin.
“You fucking bastard! Did I leave my smokes with you? Smoke your own, you asshole.”
The bitch only offered one to Eun-ha.
“You worthless bitch… fine, fuck you.”
I walked my still-dangling cock out of Room 1, dug a cigarette from the shorts I’d tossed on the sofa by the counter, and lit up. Phone in hand, I slipped back into Room 1, sat beside Eun-ha, and shared the smoke.
“Send me what you just shot.”
No answer from the bitch, but a moment later several photos and a video dropped into the group chat she shared with Eun-ha. I checked them—Eun-ha’s sakkasi and the Blue Dragon Train cleanup were captured perfectly. I downloaded everything, opened my chat with Dambi, and sent the photos and video.
The “1” never disappeared—she must have been asleep. I locked the phone.
“You crashing here?”
“Ah… I’m going home, Oppa.”
“What about you?”
“Mind your own business.”
“You bitch… what’s your problem? Always sniping… after we finished so nicely.”
“I’m saying it one more time—if you spread that around to anyone else, I’ll kill you!”
She meant the squirting she’d done right in front of Eun-ha and me.
“Jesus, fuck… then don’t squirt next time… I already saw it… keeping quiet doesn’t make it un-happen. If it’ll make you feel better, fine—I won’t tell.”
“Fuck!”
Hyojin stormed out in just her panties, slamming the door.
“If she finds out my cock went in that pussy she’ll come after me with a kitchen knife… let’s keep that just between you and me.”
I took Eun-ha’s hand and rubbed it as I spoke.
“Yes… hehe…”
“I won’t mention you cussing her out either.”
“It’s okay… don’t think too badly of Hyojin, Oppa… she’s kind.”
“That bitch?”
“Yes… even if her mouth is a little rough…”
“So you really did call her a fucking bitch?”
“O-Oppa… we said we wouldn’t talk about it…”
“Heh… just kidding… finish this smoke and let’s head out… it’s getting late.”
I checked the clock—almost seven. After the cigarette I crushed it in a paper cup, stepped into the shower, and washed right in front of her. Eun-ha watched for a long while, then suddenly stood and left the room. A moment later she came back and hung my clothes neatly on the hanger.
“I-I’m going to wash up.”
“Sure~”
I almost asked her to join me, then dropped it. Once her period ended I’d fuck her every way imaginable—rushing now would only poison things. Today’s progress had already been way more than expected. I grabbed a towel, stepped back into the room, dried off, pulled on the clothes she’d laid out, and opened the door. The bitch who’d said she was washing still hadn’t returned, so I headed for the girls’ waiting room.