Ahyun (7)
With three women tangled up in my life, how could I possibly feel at ease? For starters, I'm not even from this world. Coming from Earth, the idea of dating multiple women made my skin crawl from the get-go. That's why I couldn't stop myself from looking for an escape hatch.
Especially when chatting with the members, our senses of normalcy clashed all the time. To avoid that, I needed to bone up on this world's common sense.
Thank God I looked it up ahead of time. Even knowing, I still dropped to my knees without thinking—what if I hadn't? I'd have been totally wrapped around Boksun noona's finger, saying yes to everything.
I'd been steadily gathering intel on men in this world. First from the internet, then double-checking with the members. Now I could pat myself on the back for having average common sense.
Men dating two women? Just an emotional issue—no legal problems at all.
Outwardly, I looked twenty, and any woman in her thirties would've figured she could devour a guy my age no sweat.
"You serious? What if I say no?"
"You gonna dump me? For some other girl? I don't wanna break up with you, noona."
"If you wanna keep seeing me, just ditch that bitch Lee Ahyeon."
"No way."
Boksun noona glared at me with axe-like eyes. Not that it fazed me!! Well, okay, I couldn't help but avert my gaze a little.
"Insolent little punk."
"Call me greedy if you want, but I don't wanna see you two fighting. I won't let you leave me either. Can't you just have both of us?"
"Already getting greedy with women? Fine, one question: Can you take responsibility for me all the way?"
"Responsibility means marriage, right?"
"Yeah."
Any twenty-year-old guy would balk at marriage talk. That's why she brought it up—to hit my weak spot. But Boksun noona picked the wrong target.
"Sure, why not. Can't right now 'cause of idol stuff, but let's do it in seven years. Marriage!"
Seven years from now, my contract ends. I could tie the knot then easy. By that point, my real age would be pushing forty anyway—perfect time to settle down.
"What? Y-You're actually saying yes? Don't bullshit me!"
"For real. If you're worried, we can file the marriage papers early."
They say marriage is what women want most. She miscalculated: it might be a weakness for a twenty-something guy, but for a woman in her thirties like Boksun noona, it was her biggest vulnerability. Sure, I didn't want marriage as a weakness, while she did—but that was the difference.
Telling her to prep the papers early must've hit home, 'cause her sharp glare softened into wide-eyed surprise.
"P-Prep the marriage registration in advance?"
"Told ya. I got no plans to give you to another guy. Same for Ahyeon."
"...You're one weird kid. Normal guys in their twenties freak out at marriage talk."
No need to spell out that single men fetch top dollar. But I wasn't grinding as an idol to boost my "value" for some elite woman. Marrying one upper-class chick netted less coin than two or three regulars—and that was way better for my life plan.
"Why freak? If a guy's gotta own up, he owns up to the end."
"...You slept with me thinking that?"
"Obviously. Once they go with me, no other guy'll ever satisfy 'em. If I don't step up, she'll be stuck with shitty sex forever—how could I live with that?"
"Oh, please. Now you're just brazen."
"So you hate it?"
"...No. How could I? But we are doing those papers for real. No backing out. You know how old I'll be in seven years? Waiting that long's torture for me. Who knows when you'll change your mind and dump me."
"No way that'll happen."
"Idiot. There's no such thing as eternal love."
I knew full well how pie-in-the-sky that sounded from a "kid" like me. That's why she wanted the papers as a symbol—to hold onto my heart.
"I guarantee it. My interest in you won't fade a day."
With them around, my life's easier and I rack up coins—why would it?
Even with my guarantee, Boksun noona looked skeptical. Trust would build with time.
The mood had thawed, but we'd bruised each other in the talk, so I perked up for her sake.
"What're you doing? Why's it getting hard all sudden?"
We were both naked, so she got a front-row seat to my dick stiffening.
"'Cause you're too pretty, noona."
"Bullshit!"
"Hahaha."
She called bullshit, so I laughed. Glaring like I was the worst, she grabbed my dick anyway.
Caught by the balls—er, dick—I hunched over naturally.
"If it weren't for this thing, I wouldn't be such a mess. Don't know if you believe me, but I'm usually pretty chill. Wasn't always like this."
"Yeah, yeah, got it."
"Hmph, like hell you do. Watching you, I bet you'll rack up more girls. Whatever. I won't sweat it anymore. Telling you to see others when I'm no prize? Laughable. Thought maybe since you're young, a hard push might work. Guess not."
As if it'd work on me, noona. You know my real age.
"Realized I could get dumped, and it flipped a switch. Figured I had to do something before you ditched me. Sorry if it pissed you off."
I was still sore about her scheming that bet with Ahyeon behind my back. But a woman's apology? A man doesn't refuse.
Still, couldn't let the anger slide free—time for compensation.
"If you're sorry, suck my dick."
"......"
She shot me a dumbfounded look, but I proudly flexed it harder.
Twitch! My dick throbbed, practically tearing up for her mouth.
Sighing like she couldn't win, Boksun noona smirked and mercifully took it in, slurping away.
"Ah, noona, that's perfect."
Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
"Balls too."
Mmm... slurp!
My dick hit her throat, pistoning with wet glurk-glurk sounds. Did she know her face got insanely slutty during head?
Mmmph...!
"Hah~ Gonna cum in your throat, noona."
She pulled off at my words.
"Get on your stomach."
Noona flopped onto the bed. Still steaming from before, her pussy glistened wet, full of my leftover cum. Slid right in smooth.
"Your ass is all red."
"Your fault—you spanked it. Why do you love smacking ass so much?"
"'Cause your ass is gorgeous, noona. Gets all tight and chewy inside when I do."
"Hng~!"
She wiggled it teasingly. That plump ass—swear it needed a fox tail.
"Ah, fuck!"
Couldn't hold back! Smack smack smack smack!!!
"Kyaaang~♡"
Tease like that, pay the price. My stamina was superhuman thanks to coins, but noona wasn't—too many rounds and she'd whine about her pussy hurting. So I always went easy, careful.
Well, except when I lost it and went feral. But practice made perfect; I'd mastered slow, teasing fucks to spare her wear and tear.
"Haa... haat! Hak!"
Her juices slicked her ass and thighs. Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Hg! Hng... aaang...! Aat!"
Grabbing her slim waist and thrusting? Top five favorite positions. Scraping her walls deep and hard made her seize up, trembling like crazy.
Yanked her arms back, arching her up, and crushed her tits. Squish!
"Aaaak!! It hurts!"
Ignoring her scream, I pinched and twisted her nipples viciously. Then hammered away.
"Kyaaak!!!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"I get you're cumming, noona, but today's stunt was too much. You two plotting behind my back and springing it on me? What am I, chopped liver?"
"Aguuuk! S-sorry...! Hurts!!"
Pain and pleasure at once. Her pussy clenched like never before—not chewy, painfully tight.
I snapped my hips up hard, stretching her nipple long then twang!—released.
"Hit! Hiyaaaang!!!!! Aaaaangdaaaek!!!!"
Snapping it like a rubber band flipped her switch. Her body convulsed wildly, collapsing as she gushed. Squirting, big time. I patted her ass soothingly, hooked an arm under her waist, lifted, and plunged back in.
"A... aangdae... d-don't stop... aang!"
Plunge! Plunge! Plunge!
"You came hard, so now it's my turn. Not letting you crash alone, right? Almost there. Hang on, ngh!"
No reason to hold back. She was spent anyway—perfect time. I blasted deep inside.
Spluuurt! Splurt!!
"H-haak... haak... too rough... hng!"
"Eh? Y-you crying?"
"That was too much, dummy!! It hurts!"
She clutched her pussy and tits, glaring all hurt and teary. When a woman cries pain, a guy's got no comeback.
"Hurts bad?"
Honestly, even I thought I'd gone overboard twisting. If her million-dollar tits were bruised, it'd kill me—so I sucked 'em gently, apologetic.
"Sorry, lemme salve it with spit."
"Haa~ You're such a baby sometimes."
Her resentment melted at my attitude; she sighed but stroked my head.
"I fucked up today, so we're even. No more of that next time, okay?"
Yes, noona!