11.9 I Do It. 3P - Cheong-ah, Bella
"Ah, you're still up?"
The door suddenly swung open, and Bella stepped into the room. She froze at the sight of us, naked and just about to get it on, her face twisting into an awkward grimace.
"Sorry. I picked a shitty time to barge in, huh."
"No, it's... uh...."
Caught off guard by her sudden appearance, I fumbled to sit up, but Cheong-ah grabbed my shoulder. Stuck in place, I froze in that awkward pose.
"...Just a moment, darling."
"Cheong-ah, what's up?"
She shook her head, asking me to wait, then dipped her chin and shot Bella a sidelong glare. A pretty cold, piercing look. Not one to back down, Bella met her eyes head-on. They locked stares for a tense beat, until Bella smirked first, lips twisting petulantly.
"Hey, I fucked up by walking in, sure, but why the death glare? You're breaking my heart here."
"Heart my ass.... Bella, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Huh? What do you mean? I just came to your room for something quick, and you two were already getting busy?"
"...Is that so?"
"Yeah, that's right."
Cheong-ah arched a brow skeptically, but Bella nodded firmly. Cheong-ah shot her another glance, let out a heavy sigh, and turned back to me.
"Then handle your business and get out. We'll do ours."
Her arm snaked around my neck. Cheong-ah pulled me close and pressed her lips to mine. Mm... smack...
"Cheong-ah. Hold on. Bella's right here, this is kinda...."
"Oh, come on. She'll leave on her own. Don't mind her, finish what we started, okay?"
"Uh...?"
"Or... do you not want to do it with me?"
"...Hell no. I'd never not want to with you."
Every time felt fresh and electric. Her eyes shimmered up at me, misty and pleading, making my heart skip. She still had more seductive tricks up her sleeve....
Yeah, Bella was Bella. Cheong-ah was Cheong-ah. I didn't get off on showing off during sex, but with Bella watching? No real objection there. If anything....
My dick, which had started to wilt, surged back to full hardness at her arrival. I lined up to thrust in, but her juices had dried a bit.
"What's wrong, darling?"
"Well...."
...Gonna hurt if I go in dry like this. I kissed her lips lightly, then slid down her body.
Time to taste her again after so long.
"Cheong-ah, just a sec."
"Y-yes...? Ah, d-darling? What are you—?"
"Hold still."
"D-darling...?"
Hard to get into position on the bed with my raging hard-on in the way. No choice.
"Ah, gotta sit on the floor for this. Come here."
"Huh? Eek—?!"
I dropped to the floor by the bed and yanked Cheong-ah's body toward me. Her slight frame slid right over, legs draping across my shoulders. Light as a feather, and right in my face: her pussy. Barely any hair, pale outer lips, pink inside. Even after taking my cock hundreds of times, no discoloration—just as pristine as the first time we met.
"D-darling.... W-wait a minute."
The same Cheong-ah who'd been teasing me moments ago now panicked, hands flying down to cover herself. Come to think of it, she didn't mind fingers but hated oral. Said it was embarrassing or dirty. Even though she sucked dick like a pro.
"No way. You suck mine all the time. My turn."
"Th-that's because it makes you happy.... But this—ngh.... Ah, hold on. Don't touch...."
"Nope, I'm doing it."
I pinned her squirming thighs with my arms, grabbed her hands, and spread them wide. She resisted, but without magic, she was just a normal woman—her trained strength no match for mine, honed under her guidance. Even without that training, it wouldn't have mattered.
Forgot Bella was watching. I zeroed in on Cheong-ah's pussy.
"Eek, hng.... You're so mean, darling."
"Shh.... I'll let go of your hands. No more blocking."
"...Hng."
"Answer me, baby."
"B-baby.... Okayyy. I won't."
A bit dry, but still slick with that lewd scent wafting out. I parted the top with my fingers, exposing her clit. Tap—my tongue flicked it, hood peeling back as it swelled.
"Haah.... Darling, ah.... It's embarrassing."
I teased the tip with quick licks, gentle flicks. Her thighs trembled. As I ramped up, one hand settled on my head. Slurp... smack.
"Hng.... Ah, haang...."
Her other hand nibbled her thumb, face twisting in delicious agony. So fucking hot. While tonguing her clit, I slid fingers toward her soaked hole—my cum and her juices mixed.
Squelch.
"Ahk...."
Index and middle, straight in. Tight, smooth walls gripped, wrinkled ridges clamping down. I massaged gently with my fingertips.
Squelch, squelch.
"Hng, haa.... Ah, darliing...."
Licking her clit, fingering her walls. Her pussy heated up with arousal. Eyes half-lidded, she surrendered to the pleasure.
"Aaah.... Hng, haa.... Darling.... Feels good, yeah...."
That's when it hit.
"...You really don't give a shit, do you."
An arm around my neck, firm tits pressing into my back. Bella whispered low in my ear, voice laced with pouty hurt.
Oh, right—Bella. Somehow naked now. Focused on tormenting Cheong-ah, I ignored her and kept going.
"Hey, ignoring me even like this?"
Squelch.
"Ahk.... Hnng...."
Cheong-ah moaned from my fingers. No answer from me—Bella whispered again.
"...You're such an asshole. Treating me like yesterday's catch now?"
A pause.
"Ignore this, if you dare."
Slurp. Warm, wet on my ear. She sucked it into her mouth, tongue swirling.
"Ngh...."
Slurp... smack... lick.
"Haa.... How's that? Good? You bastard. Can't ignore me now, huh?"
Ticklish tongue sounds. Saliva soaked my ear.
"Nghhh...."
I endured. Ignoring the itch, I kept ravaging Cheong-ah's pussy.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ahk, aaang.... Hng, hngk...."
"So you ignore even this?"
Bella spat into her palm. What now—? Her hand wrapped my cock. Couldn't hold back anymore. I stopped teasing Cheong-ah's clit.
"Hey, stop."
"Heh, too late, loser."
Callused hand—like Cheong-ah's—gripped the head. Her black metallic prosthetic clamped the shaft. She twisted the palm over the glans, stroking the length pistoning away. Pleasure crashed in. I never taught her this....
"How's it feel, Ian? Good?"
"...Yeah."
"Heh, knew it."
She nodded, and I refocused on Cheong-ah. My dick throbbed, but hers needed love too. Resumed fingering.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ahk, aaang.... Ah, hng...."
As Bella's strokes sped up, so did my fingers. Pressing her swollen G-spot when she squeezed the head.
"Aaah...! Ahk, aaaaang...!"
Cheong-ah's pussy clenched hard, a faint squirt leaking from her urethra.
"Haah, ahk.... Darling, hng....... Enough now...."
Splurt, spurt. Bella stopped ear-sucking, muttering as she watched the spasming pussy.
"Cheong-ah looks like she's loving it."
"...Feels good for me too."
"Duh."
Bella grumbled. Cheong-ah's pussy was fully relaxed now.
"Hey, Bella."
"Hm? Why'd you ca—mmph...?!"
I shoved my cum-and-juice-soaked fingers from Cheong-ah's pussy into her mouth.
"Let go of my dick."
"...Mmmph."
Annoyed glare. Why shove that in her mouth? She bit down lightly, venting frustration. Nibbling tickled more than hurt. Considerate, even mad.
...Cute.
"Wait your turn. You're next."
"...Hmph. Fine."
I patted her cheek, pulled my fingers free. Instead of stroking her saliva-slick hair with that hand—might get bit for real—I used the other, then grabbed Cheong-ah's legs and stood.
"Haah, ahk...."
My cockhead nudged her entrance. Cheong-ah's half-closed eyes snapped open, hazy with lust, locking on mine.
"Darling......"