The Incoming Call (4)
It's hard to even breathe.
Even after pouring everything out to my sister twice, that cock that never knows when to quit is still violating me.
But—
"Ah, um… a customer came by. They said they wanted to contact the boss…"
An unfamiliar voice echoes through the room.
I can't even breathe.
I can't scream.
That person is a complete outsider. An ordinary person who must never find out.
The moment I make a sound, everything is over.
…Everything I've built since middle school.
My honor.
My popularity.
All of it would come crashing down.
Maybe I'd even fall so low that Oppa wouldn't even look at me anymore.
"Who is it?"
"S-Seo… Jia. The idol, that person."
"…"
The part-time unni I'd only seen briefly this morning even mentions my name to Haeun unni.
Clearly, Jia saw what I sent and is trying to cause trouble, but I don't have the luxury to think about something so trivial right now.
Unni is slowly bringing Oppa's phone closer to me.
"…Yeah, what is it?"
"Ah, boss. It's Su-a. Seo Jia asked if you had any messages for her…"
Before I know it, Unni clings to Oppa's back and presses the phone to his ear, forcing him to take the call.
We're so close that even the slightest sound would definitely be heard—whether from me or from Oppa.
But Unni doesn't tell us to stop.
Instead, she pushes against Oppa's back, urging him… to fuck me even harder.
"Let her in… Haa. Ah. That… I decided to do it. As an ad. For free… Hup. Tell her to do it."
Oppa doesn't give in to Unni's temptation.
Instead, he catches his breath and thrusts into me as slowly as possible.
Honestly, his breathing is so ragged that it wouldn't be strange if we were already caught.
Only me.
If I just bite down on the pillow and endure…
As long as my existence isn't discovered, it doesn't matter…
"I told you I'd die if you cheated on me."
"…"
"If you're not involved with her… hurry up and fuck her. She doesn't matter anyway."
…Whether Unni is acknowledging me or planning to break me just like her—
I can't hold my breath anymore.
I can't swallow my moans.
Oppa puts his weight on me, using the rebound to drive deeper, and whispers right into my ear.
"—…Mmph… Mmph……"
I can't even turn my head anymore.
All I can do is hug the pillow and let my voice seep into the cotton.
Thrust. Thrust.
That cock, pressing down on my waist and twitching, digs into places I've never felt before.
"…Boss?"
"Ah… Hey. Sorry, sorry. I was lifting weights. Yeah, let her in. Let her in."
While being tormented by the big-breasted unni.
While on the phone with the part-timer he hired.
…Oppa, who is fucking a naked idol, somehow maintains his composure and forces out a trembling voice, pretending nothing is wrong.
"Ah, letting her in is fine anyway since she bought a day pass today. …She asked for your contact info, though?"
"…Give it. Give it."
…His cock reaches such a tight, clumsy spot.
"…Contact info? …What contact info."
He must have understood everything, but that sticky voice and breath cling to Oppa's eardrums.
"…Mmph… Hng… Ung……"
Praying I haven't been found out.
Praying my life isn't over.
My moans, desperately trying to shake off this chilling feeling, spread through the room via the pillow.
We're caught.
Even if they don't know who I am, they can't possibly miss that someone is doing something obscene.
"…Ah, right. Um, what kind of relationship do you have with Seo Jia…?"
"…Huu. Girlfriend's… little sister. Real sister. Look it up. You'll find it."
"…Ah."
…Only after calling Haeun unni his "girlfriend" does the sticky sound of Unni licking his ear finally disappear.
"Ah, then… I'll hang up?"
"Yeah, hang up…"
After ending the call in a voice that sounds like he's crawling on the floor, Oppa snatches the phone from Unni's hand.
"Seo Haeun. …Are you crazy? Why did you answer the phone?"
"…Because a woman called."
"What if we got caught? You might be fine, but she could really get fucked over, you know?"
"…"
After snapping at Unni in an angry voice, he speaks in a cold tone.
"Don't touch her for an hour."
"…"
…He pushes Unni away and wraps his arms around my trembling waist.
"…Sorry. She suddenly acted like that."
"Haa… No, it's okay…"
…While his cock is still buried deep inside a dangerous place, he gently strokes my head in a way that doesn't match his cock at all, trying to reassure me.
"Later, if she asks… I'll just say I was watching porn and fucking when the call came. …Not sure if she'll believe it, though."
"Y-Yes…"
She might believe that excuse.
Or maybe… she already figured out who the woman panting on the other end of the line was.
"…Instead, it seems like Seo Jia is trying to do something to me. …Help me out. Is that okay?"
"Yes… If possible, I want to try it with Jia too… with Oppa…"
"…"
His touch is too gentle for me to worry about that.
Feeling Oppa's heartbeat as he lets out a long breath, I finally get a moment to glance sideways.
I enjoy the sight of Unni looking completely deflated.
"Since you granted my request, I'll grant you one wish."
"Then…"
I lift my hips.
"…Just like this. Pound… pound… like before… Ah, haa……♡"
Acting coy, I take Oppa's cock that I haven't had enough of yet—this time without Unni's interference, to my heart's content.
"Seo Haeun."
"…"
"…If you film it well, I'll touch you after we're done."
"…"
Unni, who had been standing blankly by the bed, picks up her phone and walks toward me after hearing Oppa's words.
She still looks deflated, but her expression is more apologetic than angry.
…It annoys me a little that her apology isn't directed at me, but since we're both women obsessed with the same man, I don't really hate her.
"Ugh, uht…… Haa…… M-Master……♡"
"…"
Unni films my face as it breaks down in real time, right in front of me.
Thrust. Thrust.
I even steal the words Unni should have said.
…I accept a taken man's cock.
A man's cock that is furiously ravaging a woman, reaching places I've never felt before.
"Ha, fuck… She really is pretty, though. Anyway."
"Heh, hehe… Ugh… Well, I was an idol, after all…"
"Not anymore?"
"Now I'm… Hngh. Huu…… Oppa's exclusive. Semen-processing maid…♥"
…For the first time, Oppa actually compliments my looks.
Watching Unni's eyebrows furrow in displeasure, I curl my eyes in delight.
"Uht, uht, eu… Ungh… Mmph…"
Oppa grabs my hair, pulls my head to the side, and shoves his fingers into my stupidly hanging tongue, stirring up both my pussy and my mouth.
"Phe… Ek. Haa…! M-Master……"
Oppa slaps my ass and lifts my legs that had been stretched out straight, forcing me to crawl instead of lying down.
"Uht, hu… Uht… Euu……"
Every time I realize that such an obscene and vulgar scene is being recorded one by one through that tiny lens in Unni's vulgar, obscene hands…
…My tight, soft pussy is gradually being reshaped into Oppa's shape.
"Ha, fuck, seriously… You're so small, so why the hell is your body so lewd? Huh?"
"Heh, heek… I-I'm mixed race… My proportions. And my breasts are pretty…"
"What?"
"You didn't know…? Heh, hehe… My dad is actually… Western. Hehe…"
…A secret I've never even written in my profile.
I confess it all to Oppa.
"Ah, but… is your hair dyed…? I don't even know who my dad is in the first place… Kehek, haa. Mom cheated…"
"…"
"…But now I think I understand… Being fucked by a well-built foreign Master… Uht, o… Ok……♡"
…The joy of being a woman that I'd never understood my whole life.
The pleasure my body craves.
Is being carved into every part of me, one by one, unmistakably marked as this man's, never to be erased.
"Heek… Heh. Hehe… Master… More, more… Pound, pound. Fuck, fuck me…♥"
"…You fucking slut."
"I'm not a slut… Heek… You know that too, Oppa…?"
Now completely conquered, my vaginal walls—no longer hurting or resisting—twitch on their own to please Oppa's cock.
"Oppa, I've never even used a dildo… And from now on… I can never be satisfied without Oppa's cock… I'm a perverted bitch, but I'm a one-man woman… a pure love idiot…"
…Not just with my mouth.
With my entire body.
With my not-small breasts.
I acknowledge him as my Master.
"I'm an exclusive idol maid pussy customized to Oppa's shape… I'm not a slut… Et… Ugh. Ugh, uht… O… Ok……♡"
As Oppa presses down on my shoulders, trying to crush me like crazy…
I lift my hips in return, offering everything precious to me.
Staring at the camera with eyes that have lost all reason, I plug my drooling mouth with the pillow.
"…………♡ ………. ………♥."
Even Unni's face, which had been a mix of various emotions, flushes red.
My scent fills their secret space.
…Far more intensely than the fantasies of that part-time unni who might have noticed my existence if she were smart.
"Haa. Ha… Ah……"
…Thick cum pours out in heavy spurts from my tight pussy.
Twitch. Twitch.
I arch my pale, white waist and take every last drop of Oppa's cum that's still gushing out.
Even if I'm clumsy.
Even if I lack experience.
…I'm Oppa's exclusive, customized, full-time maid, after all…♥