Yeah... Feeling Good? Enjoy...
“Yes, hyungnim… five girls… fifteen sessions… five jimyeong… three hundred ninety thousand won… Do-yeon clocked out at midnight.”
“Yeah, good work.”
“Yes, hyungnim… please go on in.”
He bowed at a perfect ninety degrees toward empty air, my telephone-pole cock still standing rigid.
“Alright, get some rest.”
“Yes, hyungnim.”
I set the shop phone back in its place, pulled a single ten-thousand-won bill from the cash bundle, and stuffed the night’s take into the fire extinguisher cabinet beside the elevator before shutting it. Then I grabbed the pussy pay I’d already counted out and headed for the girls’ waiting room.
Mi-ho had finished getting ready and was walking out in her sneakers. I came at her rubbing my fully erect cock; she froze on the spot.
“Good work. Here.”
I handed her her pay, still stroking myself.
“Y-yes…! Oppa…”
She didn’t dare step closer—just stretched both arms out stiffly to take the money.
“Yeah, head on in…”
“Yes…!”
The bitch answered, yet stayed right there staring at my telephone-pole cock.
“What?”
“N-nothing…!”
“You saw earlier, right? Dambi and Eun-ha are my fucktoys, and Hyojin’s already given me service a few times… even a sakkasi just now.”
“Yes…!”
“Heh… I’m about to play hard with the girls… maybe some tit-fucking…”
“……”
“If your pussy starts itching, just say the word… I’ll punch a hole straight through it with this.”
I shook my telephone-pole cock and closed in on her.
“I…!”
“Hah… fuck, just looking at you has me dripping precum… turn around for a second.”
“Huh…?”
I spun her by the shoulders and pressed right up against her, grinding my cock into the cleft of her ass.
“Ah… fuck, I really need to take you from behind sometime…”
“O-Oppa…!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t force it… only when you beg me to open you up does it feel good to slam it in…”
I pulled my hips back and thrust hard, driving the head of my cock against the crotch of her pants, right over her pussy.
“Fuck, even through clothes it feels good.”
“O-Oppa…”
Dambi appeared naked except for slippers.
“Babe, you’re going to the convenience store, right?”
“Yeah. Give these to the girls… this one’s yours… this is Eun-ha’s… this is Hyojin’s.”
Dambi walked up like it was nothing and took the cock-sucked money. She gave Mi-ho a quick once-over, then disappeared into the waiting room.
I thrust hard against Mi-ho’s crotch one more time before letting her go.
“Good work. Go on in.”
“Yes…! O-Oppa…!”
Her face was bright red. She bolted with her head down.
I slipped into the waiting room and started peeling off my clothes, tossing them wherever. Eun-ha sat cross-legged in just panties and bra, sharing a cigarette with Hyojin. Hyojin still wore the black one-piece dress she’d worked in tonight.
“Anything you want to eat?”
“Tteokbokki.”
“Again?”
“Oppa, ice cream for me.”
“Yeah… ice cream just gave me an idea.”
“What?”
“What if I smear vanilla ice cream on a pussy and fuck it?”
“Heehee… Oppa, you’re such a pervert.”
Eun-ha and Hyojin both made faces and smirked. Dambi was squatting, rummaging through her handbag.
“I’ll be right back… Yeong-eun, sit at the counter.”
“Okay, go ahead.”
I took the elevator down and hit the convenience store. Ten ice creams, cheese tteokbokki, five bottles of soju, some jerky and snacks—paid and out. When I stepped into the elevator the loose wire for the third-floor button hadn’t even been connected yet, but the car started moving on its own. Guess that’s why they say a fucktoy’s only as good as the cock that owns her.
The doors opened on the third floor and naked Dambi greeted me with a bright smile. She took the bags and wiggled her ass back toward the waiting room. I followed.
The second I crossed the threshold I stripped completely and flung everything aside, then sat cross-legged next to Dambi and grabbed a pair of wooden chopsticks. Everything was already set out on the table. Having two fucktoys made life ridiculously easy.
Eun-ha poured soju into paper cups. We clinked and I downed mine in one shot. Hyojin, as always, flipped her cup upside-down and shook it over her head.
“Fuck, a nap and some soju and my condition’s shooting right back up.”
“Heehee… which room are we using tonight?”
“Hmm? We already did Room 8… how about Room 7? Same rooms, really…”
“Yeah… let’s bathe together and play hard, babe.”
“Yeah, I deliberately bought plenty of ice cream so I can smear vanilla on your ass and fuck it.”
“Heehee… you’re the pervert, babe.”
“Stick three in the fridge… we’ll use them when we start fucking later.”
“Yes, Oppa.”
Eun-ha got up, grabbed three vanilla ice creams, and shoved them into the fridge. We sat around the table with the pussies and happily shoveled soju and snacks into our mouths. The atmosphere of the Bbaguri party was heating up fast.
“A-rin, strip… aren’t you hot?”
“Yes, Unni… hehe.”
Eun-ha stood and peeled off her bra and panties in one go. Her cute little pussy peeked out through the thick bush.
“Come sit here, A-rin…”
“Yes, Oppa…”
I pointed at my rock-hard cock and told her to plant her ass on it. She stepped past Dambi, turned her back to me, and slowly lowered herself.
“Mm…”
“Ah…”
I reached around from behind, pulled her close, and gently kneaded those firm, springy tits.
“Who first today? A-rin? No… let’s get service from Hyojin first…”
“Yes, Oppa…”
“You strip too, Hyojin.”
“Hah… now I’m catching it too, seriously!”
Hyojin scowled hard, set down her chopsticks, and stood. She pulled off the one-piece.
“Fucking bitch, no panties either?”
Her dazzling naked body was right there. All that coyness and she might as well have been bare the whole time. She sat cross-legged again. That soft-looking yet perfectly lifted ass made my mouth water on its own. One hand left Eun-ha’s tits and reached over to feel Hyojin’s ass.
“Fucking soft…”
“Pour me a drink, Oppa.”
She didn’t stop me—just ordered me to pour. I filled her paper cup. She downed it in one shot and stared straight at me.
“What?”
“Just… wondering what a crazy bastard looks like.”
“Look at this weird bitch.”
I lifted Eun-ha off me and set her aside, then beckoned Hyojin. When she looked I pointed at my telephone-pole cock—sit on it.
“We’re not even fucking yet, just setting the mood… can’t I taste that ass of yours?”
“Pervert bastard.”
“Yeah, that’s why I do shit like this… sit down… fuck, you look so goddamn hot.”
I grabbed her arm and pulled; she stood, turned her back, pressed tight against me, and lowered her ass.
“Fuck, you’re still the best.”
“Whatever, you fucking bastard.”
“Heehee… isn’t it about time you gave it up, Hyojin?”
Dambi asked straight out if it wasn’t time for Hyojin to offer her pussy. I never expected her to say it that bluntly. Even sweet-talking her might not have worked.
“I’m not giving it to a crazy fuck like him…”
“But his cock’s pretty useful, right? You like it too and still play coy.”
“Don’t stick so close… it’s hot.”
I ignored the bitch and reached both hands around to knead her soft tits.
“Ah… fuck, I’m getting hard… we’ve eaten enough, right? Give me some service? I want yours first.”
“Fine, just take your hands off…”
“One second…”
I groped her tits for about ten more seconds before letting go. When she stood, my glistening telephone-pole cock came into view—soaked with the precum her ass had milked out of me.
“Alright, let’s move. Bring the ice cream too.”
“Okay, babe.”
“Yes, Oppa.”
Hyojin led the way. I followed slowly with a fucktoy under each arm, arms around their shoulders. Dambi stroked my telephone-pole cock; Eun-ha gently rubbed my ass. We walked the hallway and entered the open door of Room 7.
Hyojin was already in the bathroom showering.
“Let’s wash together—separate takes too long.”
I herded the bitches into the bathroom with her. One cock and three pussies packed the space so tight there was barely room to move.
“Hey, I’ll wash you—spread your arms and legs.”
I turned Hyojin to face me.
“I’m already done.”
“You just rinsed. You’re rubbing against my body—get properly clean.”
“Fucking bastard, since when are you picky?”
“That’s why I’m washing you… heh.”
I pointed at the body wash; Dambi handed it over. I squeezed a thick line into my palm and worked up a lather. Dambi did the same and started washing Eun-ha from the back down. Fucktoys taking care of each other—pretty sight.
Hyojin had her eyes closed, hands laced behind her head, legs slightly apart. I reached out with soapy hands and gently stroked her neck, then worked slowly down her shoulders, spreading the foam. When my hands hit her tits a moan slipped from her mouth.
“Hah…”
“Just relax… Oppa’ll take care of everything…”
I cupped each of those nicely shaped tits and rubbed in slow circles, then slid along her sides, fingertips barely grazing, down past her narrow waist, skipping her crotch, over her thighs, and stopped at her toes. I spread them and soaped between; she squirmed shyly like last time. I gave a light slap and thoroughly coated every crevice.
I rose halfway, knees bent, and spread her legs wide. The resistance melted; her legs opened fully. Both hands went between them—one brushing her asshole, the other gently stroking her pussy.
“Haa…! Haa…! Oppa…!”
“Yeah… feeling good? Enjoy…”
“Haa…! Haaang…! Hnnngh…!”
I stiffened a fingertip and slipped it just inside her ass. The sudden intrusion made her hole clamp down like it wanted to snap my finger off. The hand on her pussy pushed in deep.
“Haa…! Aaaang…! Hnnngh…! Oppa…! Haaang…!”
“Yeah… that reaction makes it fun to do…”
Her body trembled finely as she moaned. Strong pressure squeezed the finger inside her pussy, then a wet slickness soaked it. I added a second finger and pumped like I was fucking her with my cock, speeding up.
“Hnnngh…! Haaa…! Oppa…! Stop…! Nngh…! It’s weird…!”
Hyojin dropped her hands from behind her head and grabbed the wrist fucking her pussy, trying to pull it away. I ignored her and drove deeper, faster. Suddenly her soles left the floor. Toes curled; thighs shook hard.
“Oppa…! Oppa…! Haaaang…! Hnnnngh!! Aaaang!! No…! No…! Oppaaaah!!!”
The moment her slender arms tried to yank my hand free, her pussy walls clamped around both fingers like they meant to break them.
“Hnnnaaaaaah!!!”
Her head snapped back toward the ceiling; shoulders and thighs shuddered violently. Then the grip loosened and a hard jet of fluid sprayed out.
“Ugh!”
The stream from her pussy hit me square in the face. I squeezed my eyes shut and blocked with a hand.
“Whoa…”
“Heehee…”
Dambi and Eun-ha watched Hyojin’s fountain show up close and let out impressed sounds. Hyojin’s face was flushed crimson, eyes half-gone; a little drool ran from her mouth. I slowly pulled my fingers free. Sticky pussy juice stretched in long strands after them. I stuck out my tongue and licked.
Hmm… a little fishy. Not piss, but a taste I’d never had before.
I turned on the shower and rinsed her clean. When her legs wobbled I steadied her and handed her off to Dambi, who led her out to the room.
“You wash me.”
“Yes, Oppa.”
I spread my legs wide, laced my hands behind my head, and closed my eyes. A moment later Eun-ha’s soft hands touched my cock.