You Bastard! There Are People in the Waiting Room!
"Oppa, take care."
"Yeah, I'll come again."
Hyojin's jimyeong customer walked backward waving, then bumped right into me.
Fucking bastard. Must've had one hell of a good time.
"This way, sir."
I herded Hyojin's jimyeong punk into the elevator and sent him packing. Then I followed Hyojin straight into the girls' waiting room.
Dambi had stepped out a little earlier. Every last pussy was gathered inside that waiting room—Dambi, Eun-ha, Hyojin, Mi-ho. Four pussies, every single one either already fucked by me or about to be.
The moment I crossed the threshold, Hyojin was at the sink squeezing toothpaste onto a toothbrush. Dambi and Eun-ha lay sprawled out on the floor, shooting the shit like they had all the time in the world. Mi-ho was nowhere in sight, but she was probably crammed into some corner with her legs clamped shut.
Hyojin must have sensed me; she shot me a sideways glance. I locked eyes with her dead-on, then stripped off my short-sleeve tee, shorts, and underwear in one fluid motion and flung them into the waiting room.
"You crazy bastard! What the hell are you doing?"
Without a word I strode toward her, telephone-pole dick swinging free. The bitch flinched at the sudden move, dropped her toothbrush into the kitchen sink, and backed away.
"Fuck, you always look so damn delicious... I'll pay you—just suck my cock a little. I'm desperate right now..."
"You son of a bitch! There are people in the waiting room!"
Hyojin couldn't quite scream it out loud; she just mouthed the words, hissing them low enough that only I could catch them.
"Quit that bullshit... The pussies in here are already my joj-jib or about to become my joj-jib, so what's the big deal?"
"You lunatic! Ah... fuck, put your clothes back on already... Oppa."
Her face flushed crimson as she begged in a pleading voice.
"Ah, you fucking bitch... I said I'll pay. I'm hard as hell... Sit down and suck it. Nobody'll see."
"Pervert bastard."
I glanced into the waiting room. Eun-ha and Dambi, both completely naked, had spotted me stroking my cock and started to sit up. I raised a hand telling them to stay put; the two joj-jib flopped back down on their backs.
I closed the distance until I was right up against Hyojin, who was leaning against the wall with her face burning red.
"Suck my cock..."
"Crazy bastard..."
"Come on, you already know the drill. Just suck the damn thing."
I jabbed my throbbing telephone-pole dick against the belly of her one-piece dress. Rough fabric and soft flesh both pressed against the head at once. Hyojin scowled hard, then ran a hand back through her hair.
"Seventy thousand."
"Heh... Just suck it... Pretty steep for one round of sakkasi."
She sighed, dropped to her knees, and wrapped her hand around the tip of my twitching telephone-pole dick. Blood surged into the head until it swelled and nodded right in front of her eyes. Her lips parted; her tongue flicked out and dragged upward along the underside of the head.
"Mm..."
"Keep it quiet, you fucker."
"Yeah... gotta make at least that much noise, heh..."
I laced my fingers behind my head, closed my eyes, and savored Hyojin's sakkasi. She rode her tongue up the shaft, flicked the head, then swirled it in lazy circles. Next she took the head into her mouth and sucked hard with wet, pulling sounds.
"Hah...! Mm...! Haa...!"
Sharp, electric pleasure shot through the head whether I wanted it or not; moans spilled out of me. My thighs twitched. The bitch's tongue was lapping at my balls. Then she stood the cock straight up and dragged her tongue from the balls all the way up the shaft, past the head, and flicked it free. She shoved the telephone-pole dick back into her mouth and took it to the root, clamping down hard enough to snap it off.
"Hah...! Fuck...! Hyojin...! Haa...!"
I opened my eyes. Hyojin was twisting her head this way and that, absolutely wrecking my telephone-pole dick with her tongue.
"Hurry up and cum, you fucker."
"Yeah... feels like it's coming soon..."
The urge to shoot had already been building. I'd just been holding it back so it wouldn't end too fast. I surrendered the whole telephone-pole dick to her tongue. Watching her swirl and lap at the head, I felt something surge up from the base of my balls.
"Kh... I'm cumming..."
Hyojin pulled her head back, grabbed the shaft, and pumped it like a madwoman. Then she sealed the head with her palm. The cock swelled, twitched, and thick ropes of cum blasted out. The jets slammed into her palm and splattered all over the floor.
"Kh...! Ugh...!"
"Fuck... you came a ton."
"Haa... haa... because you sucked it... ah... fuck, that emptied me out clean..."
"Wipe up and go get the money, you bastard."
"Got it—just squeeze the last of the cum out first..."
Hyojin pressed hard along the shaft and milked every last drop. Then she stood, turned on the kitchen faucet, and scrubbed her hands vigorously. If it had been Dambi, she would've licked it clean without washing... I smacked my lips and walked into the waiting room with my half-soft cock leading the way.
"Just give me the seventy thousand."
"You crazy bastard!"
Hyojin's voice came from behind me; I ignored it. Dambi and Eun-ha both sat up at once and started rummaging through their handbags for wallets. In the far corner I spotted Mi-ho. She was leaning against the big mirror, legs pressed together, staring straight at me.
"Hyojin just gave me a sakkasi... ah, fuck... I blew in under five minutes."
"Heh... was it good?"
"Yeah, expensive as hell, but it got me hard... she wanted seventy thousand."
Dambi stopped Eun-ha from pulling out cash, stood up, and handed me a wad of bills herself. I turned back, crossed the threshold to where Hyojin was brushing her teeth, and stuffed the seventy thousand into the back of her one-piece. Her hand immediately slapped my arm away hard.
"You fucking bitch, I was supposed to get full service... but I was so horny I let it slide."
I flexed my cock so it nodded at her, then headed back to the counter. I dropped into the chair, lit a cigarette in silence, pulled out my phone, opened the group chat, and sent a message.
The two joj-jib fired off heated replies; I ignored them. No time to fuss over fish already on the hook. I had to keep expanding the joj-jib collection somehow.
I took a drag on the cigarette and stood up. Ah... I'd left my clothes in the girls' waiting room. I walked over slowly. My telephone-pole dick was already twitching again, leaking precum in long strings. I sucked a deep lungful of smoke and blew it into the air, then vaulted the threshold in one go and stepped inside. I scooped up the clothes I'd flung on the floor earlier, dug out my wallet, peeled off ten ten-thousand-won bills, and walked over to Hyojin with my cock still standing tall.
"Service after closing... you said a hundred thousand, right?"
"Pervert bastard... heh."
"Same old line over and over... is 'pervert bastard' the only thing in your repertoire? Getting stale as hell."
Hyojin counted the money, stuffed it into her handbag, and snapped it shut. With that, service with Hyojin after closing was booked.
"Dambi and Eun-ha, you two stay and get ready to fuck too... Mi-ho, what about you?"
I turned and flexed my cock. The telephone-pole dick nodded a greeting at Mi-ho.
"I... I...!"
"If you don't want to, just go home and finger your own pussy... or run errands for Kkotnim."
"......"
"Ah... fuck, no customers anyway—might as well catch some sleep."
I set both the shop phone and my own phone on the floor and sprawled out on my back. Dambi came over, lay down beside me, rolled onto her side, and pressed herself tight against me. She threw one leg over my thigh and started stroking my telephone-pole dick with her hand.
"How was your date with Pureum today?"
"Yeah, just went to a restaurant, cut some steak, watched a movie... held hands and walked around... that was about it."
Thinking about Pureum suddenly dragged my mood down. Why the hell was that?
"So you didn't do anything? Not even a kiss?"
"Yeah, ah... fuck... there was a moment, but my body just wouldn't move."
"Why?"
"I don't know, you fucking bitch..."
Was I actually feeling some kind of emotional stir? No way... I'd only been building the joj-jib for two months...
"Lee Jinsik."
"Huh?"
Dambi slowly sat up, crossed her arms, and stared down at me. This fucking bitch was calling me by my full name?
"You... don't forget the promise you made me."
"I know, you fucking bitch... it's not like that."
"If you break that promise... I'll cut this thing off, you bastard!"
She clamped both hands around my telephone-pole dick and twisted like she meant to snap it sideways.
"You fucking bitch! That hurts!"
Three other pussies were watching from the side, but Dambi didn't seem to care. Neither did I. A crazy bastard and a crazy bitch had found each other and stuck together perfectly.
Dambi stuck a cigarette between her lips and lit it quietly. When I gestured, she pulled another one out and handed it over. I put it in my mouth; she leaned in and used her own cigarette as a lighter. I propped a hand behind my head, took a deep drag, and blew the smoke toward the ceiling.
"You strip and lie down too... looking at this place, no customers are coming anyway."
"Why? So we can fuck?"
"If I'm horny we fuck, if I'm not we just sleep... that's how it's always been, right?"
"Yeah."
Dambi stood, peeled off the barely-there bikini hostess outfit, and lay down beside me with her pussy hair fluttering free. She threw one leg over my thigh again, pressed herself tight, and started stroking my telephone-pole dick.
I heard movement and turned my head. Mi-ho was slipping into the bathroom attached to the corner of the waiting room, then carefully shut the door.
"That fucking bitch could just strip, spread her legs, and be done with it—she's got some serious guts."
"She seems like a total nerd..."
"Yeah, looking at her she doesn't match Kkotnim at all... something's gotta be going on..."
"Are you messing with Mi-ho because you want to fuck Kkotnim?"
"Yeah... honestly even you can see it's a pain in the ass... if she offered I'd take it, but she's not worth all this running around..."
"Are those two really dating? Feels like a psychopath thing."
While the adults were talking, Hyojin barged in and shattered the mood.
"You fucking bitch... cocks and pussies are there to be used... even rice gets boring if you eat it every day—gotta have Western food and Japanese food too..."
"Try saying that outside and people will call you a lunatic."
"No need to say it... last time I fucked two joj-jib in an alley and the audience clapped, heh..."
"Crazy bastard...!"
"You only live once—live however the fuck you want and die, that's it... what a damn prude, you slut."
"What? You fucking bastard!"
Hyojin shot up and kicked my telephone-pole dick with her foot.
"You goddamn bitch! You can mess with my face but not my cock! I make a living with this thing!"
"It's a deadly weapon—cut it off and you won't be able to talk like that... without the cock you're nothing."
"Heh... quit the bullshit and start thinking about how you're gonna service me after closing."
"Fuck! I'm going to Room 1!"
"Huh? Starting the service already? Fine by me~"
"You lunatic! I can't even rest because of you!"
Hyojin stormed across the threshold, slipped on her slippers, and bolted out. The door slammed shut; she must have crawled into Room 1.
"Ah, fuck... I still need to punch through that bitch's pussy too..."
"Babe... fuck Hyojin today..."
"Easier said than done when she's that fed up..."
"Hehe... it's fine, Hyojin's different today."
"Did you two talk about something?"
"No, there's just... something, heh."
Dambi wore a mysterious little smile and kept stroking my telephone-pole dick. Eun-ha just lay sprawled out on her back, glued to her phone, not caring either way.
"But that bitch's been in the bathroom forever—did she drown? Why isn't she coming out?"
"It's because of you... or maybe because of me and A-rin?"
"Heh... she's already a nerd, so the shock must be real... but this is the only way to fuck her fast."
"Just open the door and fuck her already..."
"Nah, I'm not doing it until she begs me to pound her... what's there to miss about a bitch like that..."
Feeling Dambi's hand on my cock, I drifted off to sleep before I knew it.
"Babe, wake up... it's already two-thirty."
"Huh?"
My eyes snapped open. I sat up and looked around. Eun-ha was snoring away in dreamland. Mi-ho was leaning sideways against the big mirror with her legs pressed together, staring at me. Ah, fuck, I'd fallen asleep. Dambi was still naked, still stroking my cock.
"Hey, have you been shaking my cock this whole time?"
"Yeah... it's so fun... it gets big... then it shrinks..."
"Fuck... no wonder my dick felt raw... go easy on it... I've been using it so much lately it's exhausted..."
"Heh... get ready for closing, babe... don't you need to make the calls too?"
"Yeah, hurry up so we can fuck... get ready and come out to the counter—I'll run to the convenience store for something quick to eat."
"Okay."
I left the girls' waiting room and headed for the counter—completely naked, cock standing proud, walking like I owned the place.