Three-Way Confrontation
"Alright, I'll put it in."
"Haaah…!"
The moment my cock pushed its way inside Yuna, her shoulders tensed up. Her slender waist only twitched lightly from the sensation of being penetrated, yet her massive breasts jiggled wildly before finally settling.
"Jihoon Oppa… heuht, uht, mmm…!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
I immediately started thrusting my hips, stirring up her insides. Her tight vaginal walls clung to my shaft without a single gap, the dense folds gripping me fiercely. It was hard to believe this was the same listless girl from earlier—she was sucking me in with incredible strength.
"Haaang, ahng! Heuht, Oppa… uht, it feels so good…!"
Yuna gazed up at me, moaning with sweet, nasal whimpers. Wanting her to feel even better and to savor the ecstasy of her narrow passage, I moved my lower body with earnest vigor.
"Haa… right there… please thrust there more…."
"You said your pussy was a free-use whore hole I could do whatever I wanted with whenever I felt like it. Isn't this a complete reversal of roles?"
"Heuht, no it's not…. I'll give it to you anytime you need it, Oppa, haaht…!"
"Don't worry, I was just teasing."
I reached out toward the breasts swaying nonstop before my eyes. No matter how hard I tried, one hand couldn't contain their overflowing fullness. The flesh was so soft it spilled between my fingers, yet her nipples were rock-hard, tickling my palm.
"Uht, uht! Haaht! Oppa's hands are so warm…♡"
The breast I was holding stayed relatively tame, but the untouched one on the other side bounced wildly, showing off its weight and elasticity. I leaned my upper body down and caught the busy nipple between my lips.
"Nnghaaa…! If you suck like that… heuht!"
Even as she spoke in a tone that suggested I shouldn't, she wrapped both arms around my head and pulled me closer. The sweet scent rising from her skin made her nipples taste even more delicious. As I devoted myself to enjoying Yuna's body, the pressure squeezing my cock gradually grew stronger.
"Aah, haaht, aht…! I'm gonna cum, Oppa…!"
To my ears, those words sounded like she was begging me to fuck her harder because she wanted to cum. I immediately adjusted my position, grabbed her hips with both hands, and pounded into her with powerful strokes.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Heuuugh! Uht! Uht! So intense, haa…!"
Her freed breasts shook chaotically, and Yuna's breathing grew ragged in time with my increasingly fierce movements. After slamming my pelvis against hers several times, her body finally convulsed as she reached her climax.
"Haaauuuht…!"
I hadn't cum yet, but I stayed still so she could savor the afterglow. By the time Yuna caught her breath, her expression looked much lighter than when I'd first arrived at her place.
"Haa, haa… I'm sorry, Oppa. I came by myself again…."
"It's fine. You can't be satisfied with just once anyway, right?"
"Yeah. I want more."
Her eyes and voice were filled with both excitement and desperate longing. Soon my body began moving again, and the area around the bed was once more filled with Yuna's moans.
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No… I shouldn't be doing this….
Kang Iseor lay face-down on the blanket Han Jihoon used in his room, burying herself in it. Unable to resist the arousal brought on by his scent, she slipped her hand inside her pants.
"Heuht…."
The instant her fingers touched her already soaked pussy, her heated body twitched. Taking that as a signal, her fingers began tormenting her clit.
Squelch… squelch….
"Haa… haaaa…."
She felt miserable knowing the man she loved might be with another woman, yet she couldn't control her excitement. Even though she despised herself for it, the burning heat in her lower belly was so intense that she couldn't stop moving her hand.
No, it's not enough….
Just touching the outside only made the flames inside her burn hotter instead of calming down. She pulled her pants and panties all the way down, got on her knees, and thrust her fingers into her slit.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Mmm, heuht. Aah…!"
Her moans grew louder in proportion to the stronger stimulation. Desperate to reach orgasm, she roughly stirred up her own insides. But the more she did, the greater the emptiness she felt instead of satisfaction.
Not this… I want Jihoon's….
Where was the man who had always been there for her whenever she needed him? She couldn't shake the thought that he was probably with Park Yuna right now. If Han Jihoon really was with her, it was all because of what she herself had done. The loneliness of feeling like she was the only one left in the world, the fear of losing him—everything stemmed from her selfish desire to stay comfortable instead of taking the next step in their relationship.
But beating herself up wouldn't make her feel any better. Deciding she at least needed to extinguish the growing heat in her body, she kept frantically fingering her crotch.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Haa… uht! Mmm! Uht, heuht…!"
The more she tormented the most precious part of her body, the stronger the pleasure became. She might end up showing this shameful sight to the owner of the room if he came in suddenly, but Kang Iseor wanted to drown even those feelings in climax.
"Heuugh…! Uht…!"
Finally, the orgasm hit. Her hips, raised in the air, trembled violently as she shook. For a brief moment, she escaped the messy thoughts in her head and surrendered her body to pure pleasure. But perhaps because she hadn't felt Han Jihoon for several days, it still wasn't nearly enough to relieve the frustration throughout her entire body.
"Sssip, haaaa…."
She inhaled the scent of the room's owner that clung to the blanket. The comfort that spread through her was immediately followed by the same persistent loneliness. To escape it, her hand—which had been resting—began moving again.
Meanwhile, completely unaware of what was happening in his own room, Han Jihoon was still entangled with Park Yuna.
"Haaht, uht… uht, Oppa… Jihoon Oppaaa…!"
"Yuna…!"
"Heuuugh!"
Their tightly pressed bodies trembled together as they shared yet another climax. After the waves of pleasure passed, they looked at each other with satisfied expressions and caught their breath.
"Your face looks a lot better now. When I saw you in the living room earlier, you looked like you were about to cry."
"It's because Oppa made me feel good. Hehe."
I gently stroked Park Yuna and was about to check the time when I suddenly remembered that my phone was in the pocket of the coat hanging on the rack in the living room.
"Yuna, wait a second."
I went out to the living room, grabbed my phone, and returned to the bedroom. The moment I turned on the screen, my eyes widened.
Iseor Noona?
There were several missed calls and messages from her.
I felt the same unease I had when I'd heard Yuna's weak voice over the phone earlier. A bad premonition that something unpleasant had happened to Kang Iseor. It didn't feel like simple worry, so I hurried back to the room and spoke.
"Yuna, I'm sorry, but I think I need to head home."
"What? Why?"
"Uh, well… something urgent came up. It's not a big deal though, so don't worry."
"Ah… okay."
I quickly got dressed and headed for the front door. Yuna followed to see me off.
"Be careful going home."
"Yeah. It's literally right upstairs anyway. I'll contact you later, so if anything happens, reach out to me too, Yuna."
"Okay, Oppa."
After he left, only the sound of the door lock clicking echoed in the empty space. And on Park Yuna's face, which had been smiling as she saw him off, a gloomy shadow fell once again.
It wasn't just because she was alone again. She had a gut feeling that the reason Jihoon was leaving was because of Kang Iseor. The expression he'd made when checking his phone and the way he'd struggled to explain what was going on were the basis for her intuition.
I guess I really can't be Oppa's number one after all.
The happy time they'd just shared suddenly felt meaningless as Yuna's shoulders slumped again. Still, this time she decided to endure it without chasing after him. She didn't want her selfishness to cause trouble for either Jihoon or Iseor.
"Sigh…."
I should probably take a shower….
She let out a sigh so heavy it seemed to fill the quiet living room. Hoping the shower would wash away both the sweat and her gloomy mood, she headed to the bathroom.
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"Be careful going home."
"Yeah. It's literally right upstairs anyway. I'll contact you later, so if anything happens, reach out to me too, Yuna."
"Okay, Oppa."
After saying goodbye to Yuna, I hurried back home. My plan was to check the house first, and if she wasn't there, I'd call to see what was going on.
…She's here!
The moment I opened the front door, I saw Noona's shoes. Hoping nothing serious had happened, I opened the door to my room and what I saw was—
"Heuht, uht… haaht."
Iseor Noona, who had been so focused on masturbating that she hadn't even heard the door lock, finally noticed me and froze in surprise.
"J-Jihoon…?"
Normally, I would have let out a sigh of relief. It wasn't that serious if Noona had come to our house because she couldn't hold back her desires. But the tear streaks on her cheeks and the droplets still clinging to her eyes made that impossible.
"What's wrong, Noona! Were you crying? What happened?!"
I calmed the startled Iseor Noona, helped her get dressed, and finally heard the full story. How she'd grown close to Yuna because of the company's joint streaming plan. How she'd accidentally found out last Sunday at dawn that Yuna was my second partner. I didn't get the exact details of how she found out, but that part wasn't very important.
"So the reason you didn't contact me for the past few days…."
"I'm sorry. The thought that you might be dating Yuna and I'd be left alone… my head was too messed up."
"Ah…."
The moment I heard her say she thought she might be left alone, my chest tightened with guilt. There was no need to say that I liked Iseor Noona, and I'd already known for a while that she had feelings for me too. I'd also known that even though she pretended to understand Yuna's existence on the surface, she was feeling anxious inside.
So I should have come up with a solution long ago. Even though I couldn't leave Yuna alone, I should have done something to ease Noona's anxiety. But what had my attitude been until now? Every time I thought about this problem, I told myself I couldn't find an answer and put it off. I'd rationalized that things would be fine as long as the current situation continued and deliberately ignored the problems that were slowly revealing themselves.
"…."
This had been cruel to Yuna as well. I'd wanted to keep her by my side, yet I'd neglected her feelings because I was worried about what Iseor Noona would think. She had probably tried her best to act like everything was fine out of consideration for me, but it was obvious she'd been hurting inside too.
It's all because of me.
In the end, I was a coward. A pathetic coward who only talked about wanting to make both of them happy but never took any real risks. That's why seeing the tear stains on Noona's face and imagining Yuna suffering alone in her room filled me with overwhelming guilt.
Get a grip.
Making two women happy was, by common sense, impossible to begin with. If that was the case, then I had no choice but to handle the situation in an unconventional way. I'd known this fact but lacked the courage to act on it until now. But I realized I couldn't put it off any longer.
"I'm going to call Yuna over here."
"What? Why Yuna all of a sudden…."
"I have something serious I need to say to both of you."
A short while later, Yuna—who had received my call—came over to our house. Her hair was still damp because she'd rushed over while in the middle of a shower. When she saw Iseor Noona and me standing in the living room, she asked with a confused look, clearly unable to read the situation.
"W-what's going on?"
When it came time to actually say it, the words didn't come easily. Still, thinking of the emotional pain both of them had endured, I opened my mouth.
"Yuna. You know how I always talked about that person? …The truth is, that person was Iseor Noona."
Iseor Noona had said she'd been incredibly shocked when she realized my other partner was Yuna. So of course Yuna would feel the same. As I bit my lip in guilt, her reply was completely unexpected.
"I… already knew."
"Y-Yuna. Is that true?"
Iseor Noona asked back, just as flustered as I was. Yuna continued.
"Last week when Unnie let me stay over, I saw my swimsuit in Unnie's room…."
"Ah…."
Iseor Noona let out a short sigh, as if something had clicked. I didn't know the exact circumstances, but if Yuna already knew about our relationship, it would save us a lot of explanation time. That was actually a good thing. Standing before the two women who had gathered because of me, I spoke without being able to meet their eyes.
"Like I said earlier, I have something to tell both of you. This isn't a joke—I'm being completely serious, so I hope you'll both listen carefully."
"…."
The suffocating silence and the gazes of the two women felt like they were sealing my mouth shut. My lips had gone completely dry from fear of how they would take what I was about to say. But I couldn't run away now that I'd come this far. Clenching my fists tightly, I gathered my courage.
"Iseor Noona. Yuna. Will you two date me?"