World Class Boji — Ji-yeon
Stepping inside, I found a spacious shower room complete with a toilet. There was a bathtub too — a grand shower suite worthy of the house World Class Boji lived in.
I squeezed a long ribbon of body wash into my palm and worked it over every inch of Dambi's body. I made her spread her legs and scrubbed her crotch and pussy with care, paying special attention to her asshole, rubbing the soap in hard. I turned on the showerhead and rinsed her clean, then squeezed another thick line of body wash onto her ass and washed it again.
"Babe, are you only going to do it there from now on?"
"Nah. If I use that hole too much, you'll be the one who suffers. Gotta take it easy."
"Hehe..."
If that telephone-pole cock punched a permanent hole through her and something went wrong, Dambi would be mortified. No matter how good her ass tasted, the girl still had a long life ahead of her — better to open her up in moderation.
The bitch squeezed body wash into her own hands and lathered me up the same way, taking extra care with the cock that had just been buried in her ass. She didn't forget my balls or my asshole either.
Once we were clean, we pulled out two towels, dried each other off, and stepped back out.
World Class Boji was sitting quietly on the sofa.
"Noona, we're done washing up."
World Class Boji rose, turned, and looked us over.
"Follow me."
Through the sheer slip she was wearing, I could see the lifted curve of her ass. I followed, staring at that insanely fuckable backside.
We crossed the living room. World Class Boji stopped in front of a tightly shut door, opened it, and went in. Inside was a fairly large room with an enormous bed. A small table and two chairs sat off to the side, and a wall of floor-to-ceiling glass looked out over the view and the terrace beyond.
World Class Boji settled her ass into the chair by the small table and quietly lit a cigarette.
"The view out there is killer, Noona."
"Want a smoke?"
"Huh? Yeah."
I took two cigarettes from World Class Boji, stuck one in my mouth and one in Dambi's, then borrowed her lighter and lit them. Dambi plopped down in the chair facing World Class Boji. With no seat left, I stood between the two bitches and smoked. My half-hard telephone-pole cock was on full display right in front of their eyes.
"It's pretty dark in here, though."
"Then turn on the lights."
Apparently World Class Boji had come into the room without flipping a switch — the only light came from the rows of building windows outside, filtering in through the glass wall. I walked over, found the dimmer, and turned it up. Under the brightening fixtures, World Class Boji and Dambi's sleek bodies showed perfectly.
"You've lost weight."
"Have I? Hehe..."
World Class Boji looked Dambi over and offered the compliment. Probably thanks to the fucking diet.
"I liked you better with some meat on you... since I enjoy pounding hard."
"Heh. Your body looks better too."
"Must be all the fucking workouts I've been doing with her. Heh."
"I never thought you two would fit, but you're having a good time."
"Hehe. Lately it's been so good... Unnie."
"I'm tired, so go ahead and fuck."
"Okay."
I crushed my cigarette out in the ashtray on the table. Dambi did the same and stood up. We climbed onto the bed side by side, sat facing each other, stared into each other's eyes, and stuck out our tongues. Dambi's tongue came out to meet mine, and we swapped spit down each other's throats in a greedy, sloppy kiss. I ran both hands down her back and cupped her ass. Her hands stroked my back just as softly. Our chests pressed together, waking every cell in our bodies little by little.
Still holding her, I toppled us onto the bed and kept kissing while groping every inch of her. Dambi's hands slid over my ass. I ground against her, flexing my telephone-pole cock where it was crushed against her soft skin, making it twitch.
"Haa..."
"Mm..."
Dambi pushed me onto my back, straddled my stomach, and immediately put her mouth on my nipple. A sharp jolt of pleasure hit my chest. I kneaded her watermelon tits with both hands while savoring the work of her tongue. After chewing both nipples raw, her head drifted lower and she licked the space between my thighs. Then she spun around, shoved her ass right into my face, and pushed it out.
Her peach of an ass pressed against my mouth. I reached up, stroked those moon-round cheeks, and pulled her in tight. The rough brush of her pussy hair hit my face, and a damp, humid heat filled my mouth. I buried my face in her cunt and stuck my tongue out. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot through my cock.
The wet sound of her sucking filled the room as I dragged my tongue over her entire pussy. I curled it to flick her clit and licked the outer lips in slow circles, then stiffened the tip and pushed it inside like I was fucking her with it. Her ass twitched.
"Haaang..."
"Mm..."
Pussy juice dripped drop by drop, running down my tongue and soaking my mouth. Dambi's cock-sucking sped up to a frantic pace. She worked my balls with her hand, licked the shaft, and sucked the head. More and more juice poured out until it was flooding my whole mouth.
"I'm gonna drown in this pussy juice. Time to stick it in."
"Haaang... okay."
I sat up straight, grabbed my telephone-pole cock, and waited. Dambi dropped onto all fours, shoved her ass back and up, then spread both legs wide and lowered her head. I reached out and slipped a finger into her pussy.
"Heung..."
I coated my finger in her juice, smeared it over her asshole, then dipped back into her pussy for more. I slathered a thick coat of it over my cock until it gleamed, then dabbed more onto her ass.
A rustling sound made me glance sideways. World Class Boji, who had been so quiet I'd almost forgotten she was there, stood up. The bitch picked up a chair, set it behind me, settled her ass into it, and quietly lit a cigarette. From that angle she wouldn't get a clear view of the cock buried in Dambi's ass...
I stood up fully, stroked my cock once, then spread my legs wide. Bending my knees like I was squatting, I adjusted the angle so my ass overlapped Dambi's. It took real effort, but if I wanted to get Noona so turned on she'd come over and touch us, I had no choice.
"Gonna fuck her ass, Noona."
I said it while looking at World Class Boji. She gave a slight nod without a word.
I took my juice-slick telephone-pole cock, lined it up with Dambi's asshole, then leaned in and spat on it. Both hands clamped down on her ass. Slowly I pushed my hips forward and drove the cock into her.
"Keuh..."
"Kkeueung..."
The head of my telephone-pole cock forced its way into her tight asshole. I'd opened her up for the first time at dawn and worked her a few more times since, but she was still as tight as that first time. Her ass clenched hard — it felt like I was gripping a pair of rocks.
"Hoo... want more?"
"Heung..."
Dambi nodded, so I spat on her ass again and pushed deeper. The head forced its way through the tight inner flesh, and the shaft slowly began to split her open. The deeper I went, the more her ass hardened like brick under my hands. I put my weight into it and shoved — finally ramming it in to the root.
"Keuk..."
"Kkeuaang... haaang..."
"Fuck, I've opened this hole a few times already and it's still clamping like crazy..."
"Haaang... fuck me already, babe..."
The tension went out of Dambi's ass. Soft, springy flesh filled my hands again. She'd taken the telephone-pole cock to the hilt in her ass — now it was time to feel it.
"How's that, Noona?"
"Interesting."
"Heh. It's about to get more interesting."
I turned my head to give World Class Boji a look, then slammed my cock into Dambi's ass with force.
Thud!
"Keut!"
"Kkeuaang! Haaaang! Haang..."
I pulled the telephone-pole cock about two-thirds of the way out of her ass, then drove it back in hard and started working my hips. The crushing grip of her asshole felt like it would melt my cock. It seemed even tighter than when I'd fucked her at dawn with two pussies watching. Maybe she was more turned on because she'd known World Class Boji for so long — I couldn't tell.
"Keuh... loosen up that ass... it's so tight my cock's gonna snap off, you bitch!"
I squeezed her cheeks harder, and the clamp only got stronger. Behind me there was more rustling, then the sound of the door opening. I'd been too focused on my cock to notice, but World Class Boji seemed to have stepped out. I ignored it and kept pounding Dambi's ass with the telephone-pole cock.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Keuk! Euk! Eueok!"
"Haaang! Heuang! Hak!"
Cock and ass collided in a raw, wet slap. Every time I buried it to the root deep inside her, Dambi let out a rough cry. When I pulled out two-thirds of the way, the rim of her asshole clung to the shaft and got dragged out before slipping free. Pussy juice and spit mixed into a frothy mess between cock and ass. The more I pounded, the more the hole stretched open around the telephone-pole cock, making each thrust easier. A ridiculous amount of juice ran down from her pussy and dripped onto the bedsheets.
"Kkeuang! Heuaaang! Euaaang!"
Dambi, who'd been taking the cock in her ass so well, suddenly twisted her whole body and started convulsing. Even for something she liked, the reaction was extreme.
"Feel good?"
World Class Boji's voice made me turn my head. I couldn't see clearly, but it looked like she was wearing a black mask. Looking down, I saw she had something like surgical gloves on and was working two fingers in and out of Dambi's pussy.
Fuck — so this bitch was the reason Dambi had lost her mind. The telephone-pole cock was fucking her ass while World Class Boji's hand fucked her pussy.
"Keut... euk!"
"Haaaang! I'm gonna lose it! Aaaang!"
Dambi's whole body writhed like crazy, her ass twitching. Then a hard pressure hit my balls.
"Keheok!"
I looked down — World Class Boji was fondling my balls with her hand.
"How's that?"
"Fuck! Noona, my balls are gonna explode."
"Hmm."
The bitch was wrecking Dambi's pussy and my balls at the same time. A mad rush of pleasure flooded my cock and balls, and against my will my hips started slamming like someone had bolted a motor to them. Spit drooled from my mouth and dripped onto Dambi's ass.
"Keuk... fucking insane, shit..."
I felt the orgasm building and poured everything I had into pounding Dambi's ass.
"Heuaaang! Haaaang! Aaaang!"
Her body twisted and bucked on its own. Even without looking I could tell she was completely gone. Then something wet splashed against my balls. Looking down, I saw Dambi shooting a stream from her pussy. Her ass shuddered violently. World Class Boji's two fingers kept working her cunt without stopping. So that was why she'd put on the mask.
"Cum."
"Huh?"
Something clamped down on the base of my cock like a fist and squeezed — pain flooded in.
"Kkeuheok!"
"You fucking bastard... I said cum."
I didn't know what she was doing, but World Class Boji seemed to be gripping and wringing the root of my cock.
"Fuck! Noona, you're gonna snap my dick off!"
Pain like she was about to crush them hit my balls too — her hand was pressing down hard. It felt like the cum was being forced out of me. A strange floating sensation washed over my body, the pain faded, and then a massive wave of pleasure slammed into my skull.
"Keuat! Fuck!"
The orgasm surged up so fast my hands clenched on Dambi's ass and I buried myself to the root. My whole body locked up rigid. From the tip of my balls, up the shaft, past the head — something blasted out with force.
"Keuaak!"
An incredible jolt shot through the head of my cock, and it felt like the thing had split in half as something erupted at light speed.
"Aaaang!"
Dambi threw her head back toward the ceiling, let out something close to a dog's howl, and shuddered her ass. I felt a massive load of cum pouring into her. A warm, wet slickness wrapped around my cock and made it slippery.
"Heok... heuk..."
Dambi's head dropped limp and planted face-first into the sheets. She'd probably passed out. The telephone-pole cock slid free of her ass with a wet sound, gleaming. I'd just dumped an enormous load, but the thing was even harder than before. Strength left my thighs and a wave of dizziness hit, but I braced myself with my hands and caught my breath.
"Heung..."
Dambi's ass twitched, so I looked — and somehow World Class Boji was already sitting right next to me. Still in the surgical gloves, she pushed two fingers into Dambi's asshole and made a scooping motion.
"What are you doing, Noona?"
Anyone could see she was scraping the cum out. Her fingers raked the walls of the ass and pushed the load out into the open. She dug around thoroughly, then finally pulled her hand free. My proud cum was smeared thick across her gloves.
Out of nowhere, World Class Boji brought the fingers that had been inside the ass to her mouth — and licked them.
"Fuck."
The curse slipped out on its own. This bitch was completely insane.
She kept at it with wet little sucking sounds, licking every bit of cum off the gloves and fingers that had been digging in Dambi's ass.
"Not great."
In a completely indifferent voice, World Class Boji delivered her verdict on the taste of my cum, then peeled off the gloves and set them on the small table. She stood, settled her ass back into the chair, and quietly lit a cigarette.
"Fuck, I'm speechless... Noona."
"Go wash up and come back."
I wanted to ask more, but her order to get ready for another round buried the curiosity. I headed for the shower.
I squeezed body wash into my palm, scrubbed my cock and balls clean, rinsed thoroughly, then wiped off roughly and walked back into the room where I'd just fucked that ass. Dambi was still lying face-down, dried cum residue caked all over her ass and thighs, not fully conscious yet.
"Lie down."
"Yes, Noona."
The second I stepped in, World Class Boji rang the bell for round two. I obediently lay down next to Dambi, spread my legs, and waited with my cock standing up. Looking over, I saw World Class Boji approaching slowly. She climbed onto the bed, planted both knees outside my hips, and lightly hiked up her slip.
Fuck — so she was going to do it without even taking her clothes off.
The irritation lasted only a second. Then the carefully tended pussy hair of World Class Boji filled my vision dead-on. She clearly went to a professional grooming shop — not a single stray hair, just a beautiful patch. Her pussy looked a little dark-red, but there wasn't a single discolored spot on her inner thighs; it was clean and pale.
World Class Boji tore something open, then lowered her hips and rolled it onto my cock. A condom. She tried to force the half-on condom all the way to the base of the telephone-pole cock, but that was as far as it would go. Giving up, she rose and looked down at me from above. Then she slowly bent her knees and took hold of the telephone-pole cock with her hand.
Today was apparently the day my cock got used.
Haneul had done the same earlier.
World Class Boji rocked her hips side to side, lining up her hole, then lifted her head. A slick sensation wrapped around the head of my telephone-pole cock. Slowly, World Class Boji's ass began to sink down.