Let's Do It in Front of Mi-ho... Make Sure She Sees Us Fucking
“Phew… Let’s smoke a cigarette before we head back in.”
“Yeah… babe…”
“Want one too, Noona?”
“Haa… haa…”
Do-yeon had her legs spread wide open, eyes closed, still riding out the aftershocks.
I stuck a cigarette between the bitch’s lips and she took it prettily. Looking between Do-yeon’s thighs, her pussy was glistening wet. I flicked the lighter, lit hers, then stuck cigarettes in my fucktoy’s mouth and my own. We lit up in silence.
“Pussy still itching? Once we’re done, let’s try that ass of yours.”
“Yeah…”
Dambi pushed herself up and settled her ass right between my legs. My telephone-pole cock got squashed under the soft flesh of her cheeks and started swelling hard all over again.
“Hehe… Babe, you wanna go again already?”
“You’re the one grinding your ass on it.”
“Whenever you’re horny, just call… I’ll be waiting.”
“Yeah… Tomorrow’s my day off, so we can take our time.”
“Okay…”
I traded smoke with Dambi while we talked absolute filth. Do-yeon slowly sat up, took a deep drag, and blew the smoke into the empty air. Then she gave me and Dambi a long once-over before disappearing into the girls’ waiting room.
“That bitch is on another level.”
“Yeah, kinda feels that way… fucking bitch.”
“You two not getting along? You’re both cussing each other out.”
“Nah… just because.”
“Anything you wanna eat? Big Bro Dong-pal left five man-won… said to fill you girls’ stomachs.”
“Heh… Then I’ll go ask A-rin first.”
“Yeah… Ask Hyo-jin later too.”
“Pfft… Babe, you know you pay a lot of attention to Hyo-jin, right?”
“Me?”
“Yeah… It’s starting to piss me off.”
Dambi ground her ass against my telephone-pole cock, teasing it.
“You’re making a big deal out of nothing… I’m just looking after her until I fuck her.”
“Heh… So once you fuck Hyo-jin, you’ll stop caring?”
“Well… Once I turn her into a fucktoy, I’ll probably care less.”
“Got it… Hehe…”
Dambi gave me that knowing little smile, stood up, and headed into the girls’ waiting room.
Hmm… Looks like she’s plotting something again… From the conversation we just had, though, it’ll probably work out in my favor rather than screw me over. She’s pretty close with Hyo-jin, so maybe she’ll try talking her into offering up that pussy. I’ll just wait and see.
“Good work, Noona.”
“Mm…”
I handed Do-yeon the cash for sucking my cock and she just stared at me.
“I ordered delivery—why don’t you stick around and eat? There’s gonna be leftovers…”
“Nah… I’m good…”
“Heh… My cock look tastier than some delivery food?”
Do-yeon was staring a hole straight through the crotch of my shorts.
“Haa… Looking again.”
“Yeah… Get home safe, Noona… Call me if you get horny… I’ll show you my cock.”
Do-yeon just waved without answering and disappeared into the elevator.
With the five man-won Big Bro Dong-pal left plus the money I’d collected from my fucktoy, Eun-ha, and Hyo-jin, I’d ordered a big Chinese night-meal spread. I’d ordered plenty thinking that fucking bitch would eat too… Oh well.
Once midnight hit, the calls completely dried up. At best we’d take a couple more customers and then close. All that was left was to comfortably stuff our faces with the girls and fuck around.
Suddenly the shop phone rang. I checked the screen—Chinese place. I answered right away and glanced at the CCTV. I barked at them to get in the elevator and hit the round button to send it up. Soon the Chinese delivery guy shuffled in, dumped all the food on the big table, and left.
Two jjamppong, two black-bean noodles, one fried rice, sweet-and-sour pork, yangjangpi, and braised pork belly—I’d ordered the works. I walked over to the counter, picked up the landline connected to the girls’ waiting room, and hit zero.
“Yeah.”
It was Dambi.
“Bring Eun-ha and haul the food over… There’s a lot—you’ll kill yourself doing it alone.”
“Okay.”
A moment later fucktoy number one and fucktoy number two came crawling out to the counter. We carried the Chinese food into the girls’ waiting room where Hyo-jin was already spreading out the table. Mi-ho sat in the corner with her legs pressed together, just watching quietly.
“Come eat. I ordered some for you too.”
“Huh? Y-yes…!”
Mi-ho hesitantly stood up. We set the Chinese food on the table and sat down like a pack of dogs. Dambi and Eun-ha sat on either side of me; Hyo-jin and Mi-ho sat across.
“Big Bro Dong-pal’s treating, so don’t hold back—stuff your faces.”
“Huh? Y-yes… Oppa…!”
“She called you Oppa, heh.”
“Then what, you fucking bitch… Unnie?”
Hyo-jin started running her mouth so I shut her up with one line. Everyone grabbed spoons and started digging in.
“Ah, fuck… I could really go for soju. Should’ve ordered some.”
“Hang on, babe.”
“Yeah.”
Mi-ho shot Dambi a quick look and then lowered her head. I’d sent her the blowjob video—she must’ve watched it. I pulled out my phone and checked Mi-ho’s chat room; the unread number was gone.
“There’s one bottle left here.”
Dambi rummaged through the fridge and came back with a bottle of soju. The fucking bitches must’ve stashed it for emergencies.
“Hey, that’s fucked up… You’re not drinking on the job, right?”
“Sometimes? Heh…”
“The managers are working their asses off and you dare crack soju in the waiting room?”
“But I didn’t leave—I got the booze, didn’t I? I’ll pour you one, babe.”
Dambi poured soju into a paper cup. I knocked it back in one shot and felt my insides clear right out. We sat around the table with the pussies, talking absolute garbage. With five mouths going, we somehow finished everything.
We cleaned up roughly and were trading smokes when a two-girl group reservation came in.
“Fuck, two-girl group and they specifically requested Dambi and Hyo-jin.”
“When are they coming?”
“Looks like they’re right out front… Digest a bit first… Don’t want you puking while sucking cock… Stomachs are full as hell.”
“Okay… Heh.”
A little later the call came that the two customers had arrived, so we dumped them in an empty room. I went back to the counter, called the girls’ waiting room, and ordered Dambi and Hyo-jin to go suck cock. Ten minutes later I heard high heels clicking on the other side of the counter wall. On the CCTV I watched Dambi and Hyo-jin walking side by side, arms linked. Once those two bitches disappeared into the customer room, I stood up and slowly headed for the girls’ waiting room.
No more reservations behind them, and two pussies had just gone in. That meant at least thirty minutes of free time.
I stepped over the threshold of the girls’ waiting room and found Eun-ha sprawled out on her back, phone in hand. Mi-ho was sitting with her legs together, upper body leaned back, resting comfortably.
“Oppa.”
Eun-ha spotted me and bolted upright. I walked in, yanked my short-sleeve shirt off in one motion, then stripped off my shorts, underwear, and socks and tossed them anywhere. My throbbing telephone-pole cock stood proudly in front of Eun-ha and Mi-ho. I grabbed it, gave it a shake, and slowly approached Eun-ha. Mi-ho’s eyes went round and her mouth fell open as she stared.
“Oppa…”
Eun-ha looked back and forth between Mi-ho and me, unable to finish her sentence.
“Don’t worry about that bitch… She already watched Yeong-eun give me a blowjob. This time I’m gonna show her me fucking you.”
“But still…”
“It’s fine. Strip. Fast. Put one leg on each of my shoulders so she can watch my cock sliding in and out of your pussy… Got it?”
“Yes…”
I grabbed Eun-ha’s arm and pulled her up, then yanked off her crop top and threw it aside. Eun-ha reluctantly peeled off the denim short-shorts herself. Standing there in just her panties, she shot Mi-ho another quick glance. With a sigh she hooked her fingers in the waistband and dragged the panties down. Once they were off, her cute little pussy appeared nestled in a thick bush of pubic hair.
“Mi-ho, this kind of show is hard to come by… Watch carefully… You need to see exactly how good cock tastes so you’ll feel like offering yours up too… Yeah?”
“……”
Mi-ho had zipped her mouth shut. I ignored the bitch, stepped behind Eun-ha, and pulled her into a hug. I rubbed my throbbing telephone-pole cock up and down the crack of her ass while grabbing a soft tit in each hand and kneading them.
“Let’s do it right in front of Mi-ho… Make sure she sees us fucking nice and clear…”
“Yes, Oppa… Haa…”
Matching Eun-ha’s steps, I walked us over to Mi-ho. We stopped right in front of her eyes and I turned Eun-ha so she faced me. I poked her belly with my telephone-pole cock while shoving my tongue into her mouth. Tongues tangled, we swallowed each other’s spit in a deep, filthy kiss. I rolled my hips, grinding my cock against her stomach; cock hair and pussy hair rasped together with a soft rustling sound. Right in front of Mi-ho’s staring eyes we pressed cock against pussy and made out like animals.
When I pulled my tongue out of Eun-ha’s mouth, a long string of spit stretched between us. I wiped the spit off the bitch’s lips with my hand, then grabbed her plump ass and laid her flat on her back. I spread her legs wide open so Mi-ho could see everything. Her wet pussy lips parted, flashing pink inner flesh straight at Mi-ho.
“Watch carefully… Drag your feet like you and this is what happens in the end… Huh?”
Mi-ho’s locked mouth still wouldn’t open. I ignored her, crawled between Eun-ha’s thighs, and rested the head of my telephone-pole cock against her hole. Then I hooked both her legs over my shoulders and pressed in tight. When I leaned my upper body forward, her pussy pointed straight at the ceiling. The shaft of my telephone-pole cock resting against Eun-ha’s entrance was perfectly visible to Mi-ho’s eyes.
I took one deep breath and slammed my telephone-pole cock into Eun-ha’s pussy, punching straight through.
Pussy and cock crashed together with a wet slap that echoed.
“Kh!”
“Hnnngh!”
I slowly lifted my hips until only the head was still inside her hole. Then I lowered my head and looked at Mi-ho. The bitch’s eyes had gone bloodshot; she was biting her lip and staring like she wanted to burn a hole through us. I flashed her a grin and started pounding hard.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Kh… Mi-ho, can you see it well? Pussy juice dripping out between the cock fucking Eun-ha’s cunt?”
“H-huh? Y-yes…!”
Every time I drove into Eun-ha’s pussy I felt that slick wetness, so I asked Mi-ho and she actually answered. Even to that bitch, the pussy juice oozing out between cock and cunt must have looked pretty damn impressive.
Eun-ha started moaning, locking her legs around my shoulders and yanking me in hard.
“Haaang…! Hnnngh…! Nnnngh…! Haaang!! Oppa…! Haaa…!”
“Yeah… Feels good, right? A-rin’s pussy tastes fucking excellent too… I could fuck it a hundred million times… Heh.”
I shoved my tongue back into Eun-ha’s mouth and kissed her deep. We clung to each other, pussy juice dripping steadily from the seam of cock and cunt while we fucked. I made damn sure Mi-ho saw every second of it.
“Ah… Fuck, Dambi and Hyo-jin are out there sucking customer cock right now… And you’re just sitting here looking awkward all by yourself… Mi-ho.”
“I-I’m fine…!”
“Fine my fucking ass… Oppa already told you—be proactive… If you ask nicely, I’ll fuck you too… Heh.”
“Th-that’s…!”
“If you don’t want it, forget it, you fucking bitch… Ah… I’m gonna cum.”
I reared up and started slamming Eun-ha’s pussy with my telephone-pole cock like I was trying to wreck the entire waiting room.
“Hnnngh!! Haaang…! Haaat!! Oppa!! Hnnngh!!”
“Yeah, you felt that? Today I’m just gonna dump it in your pussy.”
“Oppa!! Oppa!! Haaaang!!”
I lifted my hips until only the head was still inside Eun-ha’s hole—then slammed my telephone-pole cock all the way home. I felt it bury to the root deep inside her. From the tip of my balls, up the shaft, through the head, thick ropes of cum blasted out.
“Kh!!”
“Hnnngh!!”
Eun-ha wrapped her arms around my back and threw her head back. I stuck my tongue out and shoved it into her open mouth. While we kissed I poured every drop of cum into her pussy. Our bodies shuddered together, riding out the aftershocks of the fuck.
“Hoo… hoo… Fuck, that was good…”
“Haa…! Haa…! Yes, Oppa…”
I held Eun-ha for a moment, catching my breath. Her soft, springy tits pressed against my chest, the plush feeling soaking through my whole body. I gently stroked her sweat-damp hair, then gave her cheek a light kiss before slowly pulling myself up. When I drew my telephone-pole cock halfway out, cum and pussy juice oozed from the gap and ran down.
I reached out, grabbed Mi-ho’s arm, and pulled her to sit right next to me.
“Watch carefully…”
Mi-ho stared at the mixture of cum and pussy juice dripping from between cock and cunt. When I pulled all the way free, my cock sprang up like a released spring. Eun-ha’s slowly closing pussy fluttered open again and a thick gush of cum poured out, forming a little puddle on the waiting-room floor.
“Amazing, right?”
“H-huh? That’s…!”
“You stared that hard and now you’re acting shy… Heh.”
I stood up and pressed my cum-and-pussy-juice-smeared telephone-pole cock right against Eun-ha’s face. Her mouth opened automatically and she started cleaning my cock. Mi-ho watched with a look of pure shock, one hand clamped over her mouth, unable to speak.
You fucking bitch, you do the same thing for customers. Acting all pure and innocent.
Once the cock cleaning was finished I casually walked back to the counter—completely naked, cock still standing tall. I strolled down the hallway without a single care and returned to my seat.
The blazing Sunday fuck party, part two, had only just begun.