World-Class Pussy — Ji-yeon
Haneul propped herself up on her arms, breathing hard.
My cock was still buried in her pussy.
Thin white fluid leaked out between my cock and her cunt, soaking my pubes.
I slowly rose and pulled my utility-pole cock free of Haneul's pussy.
I fished a cigarette from my pants, stuck one in Haneul's mouth and one in mine, then flicked the lighter and lit them both.
I sat down next to her, legs spread wide, and smoked.
"Sssssss~~~~~ Hoooo~~~~~"
"Oppa, don't talk."
"Yeah, I can take a hint... You really caught me off guard... Didn't think you'd be the one to start fucking..."
"Hehe..."
I gently stroked Haneul's smooth thigh.
"Must've been hell holding those moans in... You gonna do this again next time you come?"
"Hmm... I don't know, hehe..."
"Was it that bad?"
"Ah, no!"
Haneul waved her hands frantically, looking me straight in the eye.
"I tried to make it feel good for you... but yeah, worrying about being outside made it a little rough."
"Yeah..."
"I'm off Monday... When's your day off?"
"Huh? Wednesday?"
"Hard to line the dates up then..."
"Why?"
"If the timing works, thought we could meet outside... Not like I want anything deep or whatever... Just, it was good... Your thing down there... Heh."
"Hehe... You said you're off Monday, right?"
"Yeah."
Haneul reached out, grabbed my softened utility-pole cock, and gave it a shake.
"If I get the time... I'll contact you, Oppa."
"Sure. I'll be waiting."
"Want me to rub your shoulders? Turn around, Oppa."
"Huh? Oh..."
When I turned, Haneul scooted right up and started working my shoulders.
Service-minded little bitch, I'd give her that.
No idea how it would turn out, but the way she'd said "if I get the time," I figured I could let myself hope a little.
Even after the call bell rang, Haneul kept massaging my shoulders for a good while before slipping into her sparkling gray one-piece dress.
"Had a good time today."
"Yes, Oppa."
Haneul came close and stuck out her tongue.
I gave her a light tongue kiss, then patted her ass a couple of times.
Soon she opened the door and was gone.
I threw on a gown—no idea when I'd sucked it dry—went to the shared shower, cleaned up thoroughly, and came back to the room.
I was about to finish dressing and leave when Haneul came in carrying a corn drink.
She cracked the can and pressed it into my hand.
"Looks like I'm becoming a regular here, heh."
"Take care, Oppa."
I downed the corn drink in one shot.
Haneul linked arms with me and walked me all the way down the hallway to the end.
Normally, seeing a customer out like this was standard procedure, and Eden did the same.
But most places skipped it.
Probably because it was a quiet early evening on a weekday, she was putting in the extra effort.
"This way, boss."
Escorted by some B&B staff punk to the counter, I found hyungnim sprawled on the sofa with his legs open.
His expression looked pretty damn good, so he must have gotten his rocks off too.
We crawled out of the building together, squatted down, and smoked.
"Been forever since I saw Yuri... She's aged a bit, but still the same."
"Looks like you had a good time, hyungnim... Lately every time we go room-hunting you've just been taking L's..."
"Right? Today was actually solid... How about you?"
"I fucked her, hyungnim."
"You son of a bitch, you've been racking up pussy lately... Reminds me of myself back in the day."
"What, like I could ever match you, hyungnim..."
I'd never seen it myself, but from what I'd heard, he'd been quite the pussy hunter in his prime.
Hell, even now, when the bastard got horny, he'd hit three rooms a day...
"Still, don't overdo it and get yourself sick."
"Yes, hyungnim."
I caught his meaning right away.
When you're eating pussy, at least check the seasoning first.
At Eden, that meant Nabi—Big Brother's prospective fucktoy—and Do-yeon, who was probably Dongpal hyungnim's fucktoy.
We killed time bullshitting about fucking pussy until past ten, then I got home.
"You're early?"
"It's past ten, what do you mean early... But where are you going?"
Dambi, who was always naked at home, had full makeup on and was wearing a bright red dress with a fluttering hem.
Longer than the floor dress she wore at the shop, but her thighs were still on full display.
"Where would I go alone... I was waiting for you, baby... Unnie wants to see us."
"Huh? The noona from a few days ago?"
She meant the World-Class Pussy.
"Yeah... Unnie says she wants to do it with you..."
Dambi dipped her head slightly and mumbled in a mosquito voice.
"What? If it's shitty, I won't meet her, so don't start bitching again."
The bitch's vibe was off, so I hastily threw out whatever came to mind.
In an instant she jerked her head up, flashed a grin, and tightly grabbed the cock area of my pants.
"You can fuck Unnie, baby."
"Huh?"
"I told her to do it... I called first."
"You crazy bitch..."
It was so absurd I laughed.
"Maybe I'm a pervert... Why am I like this?"
"You are a pervert, you crazy bitch... Heh."
I spun Dambi around and rubbed my cock—straining to burst through my pants—against her ass crack.
"You're my fucktoy, so... before I fuck Noona, I'll wreck you first... Ass is fine, right?"
"Hnnngh..."
Dambi wiggled her hips, grinding against my cock.
"Let's go show her... You get fucked, then finger your pussy while watching me fuck Noona... Or we can all do it together if you want."
"Kik, you pervert bastard..."
My cock was hard, so we smoked a shared cigarette standing at the front door.
We walked out of the villa side by side, caught a taxi, and headed for Doran Road.
Today I was going to Doran Road twice.
When we arrived, the sign was written in Japanese.
Judging by the high-end interior, it looked like a serious Japanese restaurant.
I linked arms with Dambi and stepped inside.
The moment Dambi said the World-Class Pussy's name, a restaurant attendant came rushing out and led us in.
We went quite a ways before he opened the sliding door of a floor-seating room at the far end.
Seemed like a decent spot for some fucking.
Stepping inside, the World-Class Pussy's face came into view.
She stared at us with expressionless dead-fish eyes and sipped from her glass.
She was wearing an ordinary short-sleeve tee, but her face and body were so outstanding she looked fucking gorgeous.
"Hey Noona, hi."
"......"
"Unnie, isn't this place expensive?"
The World-Class Pussy's mouth stayed shut as Dambi and I sat down across from her, legs spread.
"I'm here to fuck you today."
The World-Class Pussy set down her glass, pulled out a cigarette, stuck it in her mouth, and lit it.
"Yeah, I heard... Noona."
"You should know how lucky you are... Unnie's so picky."
"......"
Dambi moved her hand and set the ashtray in front of the World-Class Pussy.
"I wasn't planning anything, but since you said to do it, I figured I'd try."
"You really did call first, you pervert bitch..."
"Hihi..."
I turned my head to look at Dambi; she blushed shyly and grinned.
"Where are we doing it, Noona?"
"I don't do it just anywhere like you two... We'll eat, then go to my place together."
"Our place?"
"No, mine."
With her rotten dead-fish eyes, the World-Class Pussy looked back and forth between me and Dambi as she spoke.
Saying she wanted to fuck got me rock hard, but why the hell was her reaction like that, fuck...
Would ramming her with my utility-pole cock and opening her up change things?
A moment later the sliding door opened; a restaurant attendant set something like a cart outside and lifted plates one by one onto the table.
Clearly expensive-looking sashimi, sushi, some unidentifiable dishes, and a high-end bottle of liquor got set out.
"You don't need to bring any more courses."
The World-Class Pussy said, looking at the attendant.
"Yes, please enjoy your time."
The attendant bowed ninety degrees toward the World-Class Pussy and left.
Judging by what she said, this was probably a course restaurant.
Getting mixed up with pussy had me ending up in places like this, fuck.
The World-Class Pussy picked up chopsticks and tossed a piece of sashimi into her mouth.
I lifted the liquor bottle—it was warm, something different from any booze I'd downed before.
Not like I'd ever been to a Japanese restaurant.
I was a gukbap guy.
I poured a glass for the World-Class Pussy, then for Dambi and myself.
We did a half-assed toast and I blew on it, tasting the liquor.
Hmm... Not really my style.
I picked up chopsticks and started wrecking the table.
"When we fuck, don't touch my body."
The World-Class Pussy shoved a piece of sushi into her mouth and spouted bullshit.
"Huh?"
"I said don't put your hands on my body."
"Unnie doesn't even do much skinship at the shop."
Dambi whispered roughly why the World-Class Pussy was spouting this crap.
In short, she just wanted to borrow my cock.
"Can I look?"
"I'm thinking about it. I've got a sleep mask I use when I sleep."
"Fuck..."
"Kik, Unnie... That's going too far..."
I thought it was a joke, but she was dead serious.
Was this fucking bitch messing with me right now.
She'd give me the pussy but I couldn't touch her, couldn't even look... Fuck.
Yeah, I get she's pretty, but this is too much.
"Noona, looking that fucking hot and then saying don't touch, don't look—that's too much."
"Just getting to use a retard like you should be an honor."
"Unnie, at least don't cover his eyes..."
Dambi looked at me pityingly and tried to soothe the World-Class Pussy.
"I'll think about it."
I considered flipping the table, cussing out the World-Class Pussy, and leaving.
This shitty fucking bitch, no matter how half-decent her face was, had been cussing and needling me from the first time we met.
If she thought I was a retard, she didn't have to offer.
If she decided to give it up, she should go all out—suck, lick, cream pie, the works.
What the fuck was I supposed to do if I couldn't touch or even look while fucking.
But getting to ram open a pussy on a face this good wasn't a common opportunity.
According to my fucktoy, she barely did skinship either.
Standing at a once-in-a-lifetime crossroads, I ran my middle-school dropout brain at full throttle, but I couldn't decide.
I quietly picked up my spoon and just ate for now.
"Looking is fine."
While I was eating, the World-Class Pussy said in an indifferent voice.
"While we fuck?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that's an honor."
"Kik, take it one step at a time."
"Well, no choice then."
Going along with my fucktoy's words, I decided for now to fuck this bitch's pussy.
Even if I couldn't touch today, maybe next time.
Someday I'd fuck her ass and turn her into a fucktoy alongside Dambi.
"I'm horny."
"Hihi..."
Dambi's hand grabbed the cock area of my pants.
"Not here."
"Okay... Unnie."
When the World-Class Pussy stopped her, the bitch pulled her hand off my utility-pole cock.
Still, she was being way too submissive...
A few days ago at the beef place they'd even fucked.
"Can I fuck my fucktoy first when we get to Noona's place?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'll specially show you me fucking her ass... Doing it too much might be a problem, but I've gotta show Noona."
"I've seen it. She sent it to me."
"Hihi..."
I'd said it as a joke, but the crazy pervert bitch had actually shown her.
Thinking about the World-Class Pussy watching me fuck my fucktoy's ass and play with three pussies made my cock harden on its own.
"Aww, still, watching a video and watching in person are different."
"Then show me."
"Sure, Noona."
The dinner atmosphere heated up.
"First time eating Japanese, but it's decent. This place expensive?"
"Of course. What you ate is probably half your monthly pay."
She'd said a hundred fifty before, I think...
Fuck, I'd have to suck thousands a month to eat here.
"Giving me the pussy and treating me to expensive Japanese... I'll eat well."
"Pfft."
The World-Class Pussy snorted a laugh.
"Let's go."
"Okay, Unnie."
"Okay, Noona."
The World-Class Pussy stood, revealing a killer body in skinny jeans.
How could the lines be that pretty.
Ordinary short-sleeve tee and skinny jeans.
Nothing special, but her face was so outstanding the clothes couldn't keep up.
Staring at the World-Class Pussy's fucking hot rear view, I followed her out; she ignored paying and we came outside.
I stuck a cigarette in my mouth and lit it.
I held out my mouth so Dambi could light her cigarette off mine.
Soon the World-Class Pussy crawled out, stuck a cigarette in her mouth, and lit it.
"It's nearby, so let's walk."
She'd called me a retard for walking around, and now she was walking herself, empty-headed bitch.
After about a minute of walking, we arrived at a pretty expensive-looking apartment complex.
This place... seemed pretty pricey even in Mokseong-gu...
I'd vaguely heard the name of this apartment while searching news articles or something.
It was ranked among the top-tier apartments.
Following the World-Class Pussy in, two young cock-looking security guys at the lobby entrance bowed at forty-five degrees.
Ignoring them, we went inside; a young pussy at what looked like a counter greeted us.
The World-Class Pussy, who'd ignored the cock guys' greetings, raised a hand slightly and waved.
In the elevator, the World-Class Pussy pulled a card from her handbag.
She tapped it on some device next to the elevator and the door opened.
Fucking amazing.
Inside the elevator, there were only a few floor buttons.
B2 to the fifth floor were there, but the upward buttons were empty, and the forty-second floor button stood out.
Forty-second floor...
Fuck, this was a huge apartment.
Did they build apartments this tall these days?
I wondered what fucking on the forty-second floor balcony would taste like.
The World-Class Pussy pressed the 42 button.
The elevator moved, and a moment later the door opened onto what looked like a front entrance.
"Indoor slippers are over there."
The World-Class Pussy pointed at the shoe cabinet.
Wait, fuck... This is her house?
An elevator right at the front door...
And only one button...
So this fucking bitch had her own private elevator?
We changed into indoor slippers and went inside with Dambi; a hallway appeared.
A few paintings were stuck all over both walls.
Soon a living room about three times the size of our entire house appeared.
A treadmill, a modest table, a sofa big enough to lie spread-eagle with a woman, a TV so huge I couldn't even gauge the size.
The front was wrapped in floor-to-ceiling glass, the outside view visible at a glance.
What looked like a veranda space seemed pretty big too.
No, should I call that a terrace.
There were some half-assed plants—grass, small saplings, flowers—planted around.
I knew she was a big shot, but living on the top floor of a top-tier apartment, she was literally the top bitch herself.
"Noona, how many pyeong is this?"
"A hundred pyeong."
The World-Class Pussy answered in an indifferent voice.
"You live alone?"
"Yeah."
"Fuck, that'd be scary."
"A retard would think so. Sit over there."
The World-Class Pussy jerked her chin toward the sofa, then went into what looked like a room and shut the door.
Dambi and I sat side by side in the middle of the fucking huge sofa, legs spread.
"Fuck, this house is goddamn huge."
"Yeah... I've been a few times and still can't get used to it."
At our place, two of us sitting made the house look full; here we just looked like tiny rock scraps.
"Fuck, better not smoke carelessly either."
"When Unnie comes out, we'll smoke together."
"Yeah."
The furniture all looked fucking expensive, so if this shitty fucking bitch saw even a speck of ash, who knew what crap she'd spout.
After waiting about five minutes, the World-Class Pussy appeared.
"Fuck, Noona."
"Unnie..."
The World-Class Pussy was wearing a slip that clearly showed her nipples and pussy hair; she sat across from us, stuck a cigarette in her mouth.
Then she lit it, took a deep drag, tilted her head back, and exhaled into the air.
"Go wash over there."
Looking where the World-Class Pussy pointed, I saw a door.
Catching her meaning, I stood and stripped off my T-shirt, pants, and socks in one go, leaving them on the floor.
Dambi stood too, undid her clothes one by one, and neatly set them next to mine.
I grabbed my throbbing utility-pole cock, shook it, and stared at the World-Class Pussy.
Her eyes were on my utility-pole cock.
But the bitch showed no sign of standing up to grab or suck it.
I took Dambi's hand and led her toward the shower.