Tally Marks
“Haa…, haa….”
I was being squeezed dry.
Still buried inside her, right after finishing. Haeun clung to me, refusing to let go, biting my ear and forcing another round until I was hard again.
“…Let’s rest.”
“Why. …Already tired?”
“Yeah, I’m tired.”
My body wasn’t actually that exhausted. Just my head.
It was the same feeling I used to get after striking out three batters cleanly on the mound. I could probably pitch another inning if forced, but yesterday’s work plus back-to-back multi-inning outings would be overwork. Even that butcher of a manager only ever used me for 1.1 innings, never a full two.
“Oh, Oppa. You’re surprisingly weak. Weak.”
“Shut up.”
“Ehehe, weeeak. Weak…, agh!”
Hinami kept running her mouth, cum still dripping from between the torn stockings, completely oblivious to my state. I gave her a light smack on the head, then yanked off the white pants still tangled around her ankle. I climbed off the bed, rummaged through the fridge, and downed some water straight from the bottle.
“Haa. Ah, want some too?”
“Give.”
“Me too.”
I tossed bottles to both of them and stepped into the bathroom, running a hand through my hair. In the mirror I checked for any new fat or lost muscle—pointless worries, but I felt satisfied seeing the same body as always. Then I pulled out my phone and checked the apartment CCTV again.
“She left.”
The woman who had been in my room was gone. Enough time had passed since I last checked; I figured she would have gone home. The real question was how to use this.
Unfortunately, reporting her for trespassing wouldn’t work. The apartment owner was Seo Jia, so if she decided to play hardball there was nothing to gain. Worst case, I’d be the one getting kicked out. That left only one way to use it.
“….”
Why had she snuck into someone else’s room, rummaged through the computer, and deliberately watched her friend’s sex tape? Why had she completely lost it and fled?
Because she hated seeing her friend ruined? Or because it felt like her crush had been stolen?
Most likely she had simply felt disgusted watching a colleague fall. Honestly, I never got the sense she had any homosexual leanings. Hard to explain, but the vibe was never there. Still, that was just my impression. Other people might see it differently. The public would go crazy if it spread, so I’d keep it in reserve for now. Haeun. Hinami herself. Maybe even Jia. The footage was just explicit enough to be dangerously easy to misunderstand.
I had no intention of blackmailing her with it, but it was still excellent leverage. And I hadn’t obtained it through anything shady. It was a trap set to catch a thief, and the thief had simply walked right in.
“Oppa, you’re taking too long in the bathroom.”
“Ah, I’m coming out.”
I had been scrubbing my hands raw and disinfecting my phone when the call from outside snapped me back. I wasn’t supposed to be thinking about this while they were here. Their earlier words kept replaying in my head, and my temperature was rising again. I turned on the cold water, splashed my face, slicked my hair back, and stepped out looking slightly cooler.
Then—
“…What are you doing.”
“…Event.”
“A present, …a present.”
Both of them were on the bed, side by side on all fours, presenting themselves for me. Each used one hand to spread open her cum-soaked entrance.
“….”
One pair of firm, completely bare cheeks. One pair of soft cheeks still half-covered by torn white fabric. Between them, shamelessly exposed holes. The water droplets on my face evaporated, stealing away the heat that had started to build again in my head. I kept what little reason I had left, tossed the phone onto the bed, and gently grabbed the four soft mounds waiting for me. My thumbs slid in, carefully scraping out the freshly pumped cum from their walls.
“Ah, hey. It tickles….”
“You’re the ones who lined up like this asking for it, aren’t you?”
“….”
She glanced back, pretending to complain, while I slowly drew out the messy fluids still held inside her. Hinami’s pale body crawled closer too. Her normally modest slit, which stayed neatly closed unless forced open, was now being spread by her own slender fingers as my thumb pushed inside.
The cold water I had splashed on my hair had already dried completely.
“Huu….”
Once I had cleaned them out without overdoing it, I pulled my thumb free and wiped my hands on a wet tissue from the table. Then I grabbed a permanent marker that had been rolling nearby and approached the two girls now lying flat on the bed.
“Turn a little.”
“…Yes.”
First Hinami. She shifted just enough to show the side of her breast. I drew two lines—yesterday plus today.
“…Why three?”
“Ah, that, well….”
“Once in the car yesterday. Once this morning. Once at lunch.”
“….”
Haeun looked like she wanted to question it, but I cut Hinami off and stated the facts plainly. Then I flipped Haeun over and marked four lines on the side of her breast as well.
“…You had four anyway.”
“….”
She pouted but stayed still, accepting the marks without breaking our agreement. I gently stroked her swaying ponytail, then slowly pulled it like a leash, drawing her toward me.
“What.”
“…The usual.”
I pointed at my still-glistening tip and lay back on the bed, waiting for her service. Haeun gave me a strange look, then naturally brushed her hair behind her ear and lowered her head to lick slowly up my shaft. Hinami, who had been watching quietly, crawled over as well and placed her tongue on the head.
“Beh…, heh. Seriously, you’re such a huge pervert, Oppa….”
“Really, your dick is unnecessarily amazing…. Mm…, chu….”
They had become quite skilled. Without getting in each other’s way, one focused on the head while the other worked the shaft. When one took the head into her mouth, the other licked my balls. Watching them serve me so perfectly, I picked up the phone I had tossed aside earlier and recorded without any filter.
“Pheh…. Ah. You really love filming this, don’t you.”
“Huu, Oppa. You’re a voyeur, a voyeur, a criminal. A rapist. You know my life would be over if this got out?”
“You can’t say that, Hinami. Haeun might get away with it, but not you.”
“I don’t care, pervert pervert pervert. Hentai. …Watashi no shojomaku kanzen ni yabutte, zettai ninshin saseru ki manman de ippai ippai nakadashi shitakuse ni….”
“What? Ippai what?”
“Ehehe, you don’t understand Japanese anyway, right Oppa? …Ah, does Unni understand?”
“…A few words.”
They started trash-talking me in words only they understood, taking full advantage of the fact that I couldn’t follow.
“You kidnapped the prettiest, cutest, most handsome, best-singing, best-dancing idol in Japan and all you make her do is lick your dick? Isn’t that too much?”
“Right. …Kang Juhyuk, you trash bastard.”
“Seriously, you won’t even let us have you to ourselves. …You keep giving Unni one extra round every time.”
Instead of properly sucking, they just kept licking the head while arguing with each other.
“You came so much inside me earlier too, but you blew everything left on Unni…. That’s not fair. Seriously.”
“That was originally mine, idiot.”
“Ehh, what do you mean ‘originally’? When Unni dumped Oppa I had sex with him tons of times. Emotionally, I was first, wasn’t I?”
“…What are you saying. Your chest is smaller too.”
“Ha, seriously. If I push them together they get bigger, you know? Like this, there’s not even much difference.”
“Pfft….”
One pair of heavy, soft breasts that pressed down on me just by resting there. Another pair, small but surprisingly full when pushed together. They fought while begging for my attention.
“Really…, Oppa. …Do you like the firm, soft, fresh idol tits of a twenty-year-old who hasn’t even gotten a Silver Button yet, or do you like a YouTuber’s tits?”
“Do you like B or H?”
“I’m not B, okay? I’m at least a D….”
“…If I say both, are you going to bite me?”
““…Heup…….””
They stopped their pointless pride contest and, for once, worked together to fiercely lick my tip. I felt a sharp, almost painful pleasure and a dizzying urge to conquer as I watched them.
“Haa…, ah. Move. Your tongue’s touching….”
“Unni, you move…. Stop sticking your tongue out so much…, beh….”
In the end, because they kept fighting, neither could actually take me into her mouth. They just kept messily licking while their tongues kept overlapping. I recorded it all without shaking.
“Uung…, hee…. Ah……♥”
“Haa…. Seriously, so thick, Kang Juhyuk……♥”
To anyone who didn’t know what was happening, it might have looked like two pistils lewdly tangling their tongues together.
That kind of video.