Massage Parlor – Song-i
A strange, weightless sensation washed over me.
My cock, balls, and asshole were laid bare before Song-i's eyes as she crawled between my legs, and she was ravaging them however she pleased.
The urge to cum was rising.
Song-i must have sensed something the moment my cock suddenly swelled in her mouth—she stopped her caresses and sat up.
"Stay right there."
I turned my gaze between my legs to look at her. She was gathering her long straight hair behind her head and fixing it with a hair tie.
Then she pulled a bottle of mouthwash from her basket, poured some into a paper cup, rinsed her mouth, and spat it down the shower drain.
Her thoughtfulness let me hold the climax back. I thought to myself that not just anyone got to be the shop's star ace.
Once she'd finished prepping, Song-i climbed onto the table, gave my ass a couple of taps, and shoved her mouth straight onto my asshole.
"Ugh..."
Using her tongue, Song-i started from the cleft of my ass and slowly licked up and down past my asshole all the way to the seam under my balls.
With her free right hand she wrapped her slender fingers around my erect cock—already drooling precum—and stroked it in rhythm with her tongue work.
My asshole, balls, and cock were completely wrecked. Even the slightest stimulation made my body jerk like mad.
"Lie on your back."
"Yes..."
My body was already tamed by Song-i's merciless, lewd skills.
I released the doggy-style position and lay flat on the table, finding my cock trembling from the blood rush. Slick with aquagel and Song-i's saliva, it was begging to be shoved into that fucking bitch's pussy as soon as possible.
Song-i flipped the aquagel bottle and squeezed a long stream all over my body, then immediately dove in and started working my neck with her tongue again.
Unlike when I'd been getting worked over doggy-style, now that my hands were free I stretched both arms out and slowly, gently stroked down from Song-i's back.
The silky feel of her skin woke every nerve in my fingertips. When I reached her ass, that soft, plush give made my cock stand so hard it felt ready to burst—it thrashed against her belly as if trying to punch straight through.
Song-i was already working my nipples with her tongue. I slipped my fingers into her crotch, past her pussy hair, and felt the damp, humid flesh of her pussy lips. When I lightly pushed my fingertips into her, a lewd moan tickled my ear.
Our bodies, slick with aquagel, greedily devoured each other.
"Let's do it."
I turned my gaze to my cock and saw Song-i already gripping it, lining it up with her hole. Then my bright-red, throbbing cock slowly disappeared into her pussy.
I didn't put on a condom...
I thought about telling her, then swallowed it. For me, fucking bareback was no loss, and nothing beat bareback for feeling Song-i's pussy flesh. Besides, she'd handle the cleanup herself anyway.
Since it had come to this, I resolved to spray my cum deep into her.
"Aaaang..."
"Ugh..."
When the horny counter manager's cock, swollen to bursting, was buried root-deep into the shop ace's pussy, the two of them finally let out lewd moans as if celebrating their complete union.
"It feels so full inside."
"It feels so good, noona..."
"Give me your hands."
Following Song-i's order I stretched them out, and the fucking bitch brazenly set each of my hands on her tits. I understood without a word. She'd deliciously devour my cock with her pussy—so I should just fondle her tits and savor them.
Moved by that consideration, the horny counter manager bastard started working his fingers over her soft tits, and Song-i, matching my touch, began slowly moving up and down.
"Ah... ugh... ah..."
"Eungh... ah... aaang..."
Song-i's pussy was tight. No—more accurately, she made it tight. It hadn't clamped down like it meant to snap my cock off when I first went in, but she seemed able to freely control her pussy muscles. The force of her flesh pushing the skin of my shaft upward was incredible.
When she sat all the way down to the root it would briefly feel loose; when she lifted her hips, her pussy flesh clung tight and got pulled up with it. I'd fucked plenty of pussy before, but this was a first.
In the middle of pounding away, Song-i turned her body around, exposing her moon-like ass to my view, then grabbed my cock again, lined it up, and sat down.
Finally getting to greet Song-i's ass up close—something I'd always looked forward to—I reflexively reached out, stroking and rubbing it while watching my cock slide in and out of her pussy.
Thud...
Slap...
Thud...
Slap...
The junction where the horny counter manager's throbbing cock met the pussy that had begged to be fucked was a mess of aquagel, precum, and pussy juice mixed into a thick gray liquid. Every time we pounded, the juices splattered sideways, filling the wet-table tub with an indescribably lewd sound.
Song-i kicked into high gear, steadily increasing the speed, slamming her pussy down onto my cock so hard the table briefly lifted and dropped. My bright-red cock was rapidly swelling deep inside her.
"Ah... noona, I'm coming..."
"Yeah... cum... good... cum!"
The moment her words ended, my thigh muscles tensed and jerked sideways. Without meaning to I slightly lifted my waist and hips, my hands gripping her ass tightening as cum blasted forcefully from my cock deep into Song-i's pussy.
"Uuuugh..."
The load I'd been holding back finally filled her like a faucet turned wide open. I came so hard my toes and fingers twitched with fine spasms. Song-i must have felt the massive amount filling her too—she drew in a deep breath.
"Hoo..."
"Haah..."
After a thorough fucking, the two of them seemed satisfied, savoring the afterglow. A moment later Song-i slowly lifted her hips and pulled my cock out. Her hole seemed to contract and close, then the cum the horny counter manager had dumped inside gushed out, flowing down her pussy lips between her thighs.
Song-i picked up the shower head beside the table, aimed it at her pussy, and sprayed water to wash the cum out. She squatted down and scrubbed herself thoroughly right in front of the horny counter manager watching her—completely unfazed, highly practiced.
I stood behind her as she slowly rose and finished washing up. Once she was done with her own cleanup, she turned the shower on me and carefully soaped and washed my body, which was a wreck covered in aquagel and pussy juice.
After roughly toweling off the moisture, I stepped out of the wet-table tub, plopped down on the sofa next to the table where Song-i's basket sat, and quietly lit a cigarette.
"Sss~~ hoo~~"
A cigarette after draining everything so thoroughly really was the best. Song-i finished up and came out after me. Without a word I pulled out another cigarette, lit it from the one I was smoking, and put it between her lips.
"Hoo~~"
Song-i scooted right up next to me, crossed her legs, and sat perched there, taking a deep drag and exhaling.
"Been a while since I got a good workout."
"Was it okay?"
"Yeah, you did well."
"Hearing praise from noona feels good."
"I'm grateful too—our manager filled up the girl count for me, hehe."
"No, I did it because I wanted to."
"You okay too?"
"Yes, it was amazing. I'm glad we did it. I think I'll want to do it again later."
"It's not over yet, you know?"
"Huh?"
Song-i raised her arm and pointed to the bed in the corner.
"Didn't you know? We're doing a two-shot right now."
"Ah..."
"Guess you didn't know."
"Yeah—with no customers around, I must have forgotten."
Only then did I remember the system the boss had explained on the day we moved to Dongseo Shopping World.
Normally a proper course included a healthy massage from a blind masseur to loosen all the body's muscles, but our shop hadn't been able to hire one, and just cutting it felt wrong. So as an opening special they kept the price the same but let you drain a second round instead of the blind massage. If a customer really wanted the blind massage, they'd have them drain first while bringing over a masseur from the main massage parlor branch in the management building to run the course.
But since opening we hadn't taken many customers, no one had specifically asked for a blind massage, and most people just left after draining without wanting to sleep or eat—so at some point I'd forgotten about it.
"Maybe I shouldn't have told you? Hehe..."
"If you're tired, you can go in and rest."
As if that wasn't what she really meant, the cock that had just thoroughly dumped its load was twitching and growing again.
"But why is it getting hard? It keeps getting bigger."
"Beats me."
"Your words and actions are totally different~? Hehe..."
"Can we go one more time?"
"Let me finish this cigarette first."
"Okay."
Song-i and I sat side by side, sharing cigarettes, then as if by unspoken agreement we both headed for the bed to get to work.
I lay on my back looking at the ceiling, and Song-i pressed her body against my stomach and started sucking my nipples. I reached out as well, gently rubbing her tits and back with both hands, savoring her sweet caresses.
Her hand gripped my throbbing cock and slowly stroked it up and down while she teased my nipples with her tongue. As if the thorough load I'd just blasted deep into her meant nothing, the horny counter manager's cock was bright red and throbbing again.
I slowly sat up and laid Song-i flat on the bed. I could see her naked body with its white, translucent skin spread beneath me. After swallowing hard, I pressed myself between her thighs.
Then I spread her legs apart, braced myself with both arms, pushed her thighs back so her ass lifted, and put her pussy on full display—right in front of my eyes. Without hesitation I drove my mouth toward it.
"Euumm~"
My tongue slipped between Song-i's pussy lips and danced inside. I curled it up, swirled it in circles, pumped it up and down, madly tasting her. It was so odorless and tasteless I could hardly believe this was the pussy I'd just dumped my cum into. She must take good care of it normally—there wasn't even a fishy smell.
I curled my tongue and flicked her clitoris upward. Instantly her white, translucent naked body convulsed, and a lewd moan echoed through the room. Sticky liquid hit the tip of my tongue. Song-i's pussy juice.
She thrashed in my grip as I held her legs for leverage while grinding my waist, but she couldn't escape.
"Aaaang... aa... aaaang"
Pussy juice ran down my tongue, past my mouth, and onto the sheet under my chin. Once it started flowing, it kept pouring out enough to soak my entire tongue. Song-i's waist convulsed hard, thrashing the bedsheets.
I stopped sucking her pussy, lifted my head, and stared into her eyes. I saw her flushed face looking at the ceiling with unfocused eyes. I relaxed the arms that had been bracing me and drove my mouth toward her lips.
As if she'd been waiting, Song-i's tongue came out to meet mine, and our tongues tangled as we greedily rubbed our mouths together. After savoring her mouth for a while, the horny counter manager slowly rose, gripped his cock, and lined it up with her hole. Then he forcefully thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep into Song-i's pussy in one go.
"Aah~~~"
"Ugh..."
A warm sensation seemed to wrap my entire cock, then her pussy flesh mercilessly clamped down on it. My hips moved reflexively, and I began slowly pistoning, savoring her flesh.
"Ah... eung... aa..."
"It feels so good, noona..."
"Aaang... ah... good..."
Song-i's legs came up behind my back and locked together. At the same time she pulled my head in with her arms, drawing me to her nape until we were in a position like a cicada clinging to a tree.
"Ah... noona... ah..."
"Aaang... aaang... aaang..."
I slightly lifted my upper body, planted both arms on the bedsheet, and increased the speed.
Thwack...
Slap...
Thwack...
Slap...
Every time I forcefully drove into Song-i's pussy, her waist reflexively bounced up, and the two of them were fucking away in high spirits to the rhythm. The room heated up with a lewd atmosphere from the sound of flesh slapping flesh, pussy juice rubbing against pussy juice, cock hair and pussy hair friction, plus the lewd moans of the bastard and the fucking bitch.
The horny counter manager who'd been pounding her like he meant to punch through lifted his head, freed her arms, and raised his upper body. Naturally the legs that had been locked around his back also came free. After seeming to catch his breath for a moment, he used both arms to hoist Song-i's legs onto his shoulders, yanked them hard toward her belly, and then slammed down from above as if to smash her pussy.
Thwack...
Thwack...
"Ugh... ah... oof..."
Thwack...
Thwack...
"Oof... too deep... ah... ah... aaang..."
The bastard slamming his cock down from above like he meant to break the bed didn't care that sweat was pouring down like rain. With the single-minded determination to gather every drop of cum in his body and dump it deep into the fucking bitch's pussy beneath him, he pounded and pounded and pounded like a madman.
Thud... thud... thwack...
Creak creak...
"Aaaang~ aaaang~ euit~ ang~"
Song-i, her pussy hitting its limit under the brutal force of the slamming, urgently reached for the edge of the bed and held on for dear life as she took the cock.
"Kh... ugh... noona, I'm gonna cum..."
"Aaang~ aaaang~ aaaaang~"
The counter manager bastard who finally set Song-i's pussy ablaze with his insane pace squeezed out every last bit of strength and pounded, and at last the urge to cum rose from the root of his cock.
He stretched his legs straight back, collapsed his upper body forward, angled Song-i's ass perpendicular toward the ceiling, and when his cock drove deep into her again, his whole body suddenly went rigid then convulsed hard. Finally, deep inside Song-i's pussy, cum blasted out with enough force to punch through her womb.
"Ugh... ah..."
Along with the erupting cum I felt like my soul was leaving my body, and my whole body trembled. The afterglow of the creampie lasted quite a while, and for some time I stayed buried cock-deep with my head buried in Song-i's tits, gasping for breath.
We'd fucked so hard the bedsheets were soaked through with dripping sweat like someone had pissed the bed. Barely recovering my strength, I slowly rose and carefully pulled my cock out of Song-i's pussy where it was still buried.
The gaping hole slowly contracted as if bidding farewell to my cock, and I clearly saw the cum gush out and flow down between her ass cheeks.
It was an utterly beautiful sight.
Fortunately, no disaster of the boss catching us while I was fucking Song-i—the shop's star ace—occurred. As if nothing had happened, Song-i skillfully cleaned up every trace of fucking the counter manager bastard, and I was able to return to the counter with a pleasant smile.
A few days later, I received a layoff notice and got fired.
If I'd only had enough time, I might have looked forward to free sex with Song-i too, but luck just wasn't on my side for that. Even though I'd paid to fuck her, I'd gotten a huge discount and rented the room at cost, so I had no regrets.
That's why my steps toward the Daettal-bang Eden weren't entirely shitty. Surrounded by countless pussies, I'd work my ass off and fuck them when the chance came. That was the biggest reason I was going to interview at Eden.
After getting off the bus and walking about a minute, I saw the Daebak Eonyang Bulgogi sign in the distance. I took a deep breath, steadied myself, and stepped into the building.