Reversal (16)
I pull the T-shirt dangling loosely around her neck out of her mouth and grab her hair. Not yanking hard—just winding my fingers through it a few times, stroking gently. Letting her do what she wants.
“Mmph…, hah…”
With a face twisted in clear disgust, Seo Jia takes my glans into her mouth. She has no makeup on, yet her beauty is almost excessive. If Hinami is unrealistically pretty and Haeun is realistically pretty, this woman sits right in the middle. Even without any effort, her fame and looks are obvious. And she doesn’t look like a doll, either.
“Heup…, fr…, hoo…”
A woman like that is now licking my glans in the most vulgar way possible. Her tongue work is so clumsy it makes me wonder what she’s even trying to do. She can barely keep it in her mouth, just flicking her tongue around, licking off every trace of fluid clinging to my cock.
“Is that all you can do? Just licking?”
“…Chup, chuu…”
When I tug her hair lightly to provoke her, she shoots me a cold glare and starts sucking noisily. It’s just as pathetic as before. Even though I just came, I don’t feel any real stimulation—only warmth. The only thing she seems to know is that she shouldn’t let her teeth touch. Other than what I taught her last time, she really knows nothing.
“Chup…euup…, mmph…, euup…”
She pulls my body closer little by little, taking not just the head but the shaft into her mouth. Her face twists with effort, and my cock pushes against her cheek, making it bulge. The sight is oddly arousing, so I press down on the swollen cheek, urging her tongue to work harder.
“…Mmph…, uup…”
The bulge flattens again. With my cock resting obediently on her tongue, Seo Jia furrows her brow even more than before and sucks diligently. Her technique hasn’t improved at all, but at least it feels like I’m being sucked. I brush her bangs aside while she makes those lewd sounds, then let go and simply watch.
“Heup…, mmph…, chup……”
She keeps going, sucking my cock of her own will with no coercion or threats—until Hinami returns from gargling, phone in hand.
“Oppa! I brought your phone too…”
Hinami’s cheerful greeting dies the moment she sees her friend. She lets out a little snort that sounds straight out of a game, walks straight to the bed, and sits beside me. Then she opens the phone and starts filming Seo Jia.
“Mmph…, paha. Hey, you…!”
“What? Keep going. You were sucking Oppa’s cock because it looked tasty, right? I’m not mad about that.”
“Are you crazy…?”
“You’re the one who sucked someone else’s man’s cock, and you’re calling me crazy? …Just keep doing it. If you’re better at it than me, maybe Oppa will treat you better too.”
Seo Jia, who had been frowning, relaxes her expression at Hinami’s words. The moment she sees the phone pointed at her, she panics and spits my cock out. Hinami doesn’t even blink. She grabs my knee, pins it to the bed, takes my cock in her hand, and rubs it against Seo Jia’s lips again. Her smile is mocking, as if to say she feels no jealousy toward someone like her. She breathes lewdly into my ear, nibbles on it, forces Seo Jia into an even lower posture, and looks down at her friend.
“Suck it. …I’ll lend you mine. Oppa won’t come for someone like you anyway.”
“…”
She presses her soft breasts against me, pushes the glans between Seo Jia’s lips, and films her friend clearly taking it in. Then she lets go of my cock, places my hand on Seo Jia’s head, and starts filming with one hand while gently teasing my nipple with the other. Her voice, thick and melted, pours into my ear.
“Oppa… What were you doing while I went to gargle?”
“I never threatened her to suck today.”
“I know that… But Oppa’s cock is mine.”
“Haeun would get mad if she heard you say that.”
“It’s just borrowed for a bit, so it’s fine to say it here. Ehehe.”
The only one looking at Seo Jia is the phone camera. Neither Hinami nor I are watching her directly.
“Anyway, that aside… Who do you like more? Me? …Or her?”
“Do you really need to ask?”
“Ahaha, right. There’s a difference in experience… Oh, but I wasn’t very good at first either, was I?”
“I thought you’d be good, but when I actually put it in your mouth it was so bad I wondered what was going on.”
“Ehehe. Back then I’d only practiced with a dildo… Still, I did manage to take it pretty deep into my throat, right?”
“That part was decent.”
“Right, right?”
Whether she’s actually sucking or just holding the glans in her mouth while listening to our conversation, the stimulation is hard to tell. I grow even harder under Hinami’s teasing fingers on my nipple, my cock twitching enough to tap against the roof of Seo Jia’s mouth. Looking at Hinami smiling coyly at me, I press down firmly on the head of the woman sucking me.
“Uup…. Keck, kehek…”
Seo Jia chokes as I accidentally push on the back of her head instead of the crown, forcing my cock deeper. Hinami glances at her, refocuses the phone, then whispers to me.
“…So you really shouldn’t waste cum on someone like this, right?”
“I won’t. Not for this.”
“Really? …You won’t come even like this?”
After kissing my ear, she moves the hand that was teasing my nipple to her own chest, pulls her bikini aside, and rubs her breasts against my back. Then she reaches down to fondle my balls and blows warm air into my ear.
“…You won’t come, right?”
Her actions scream that she wants to make me come, even while her words say the opposite.
“No matter how much someone like Jia sucks… a magnificent cock like Oppa’s wouldn’t come so easily, right?”
“…Well. That’s true.”
…She already knows I came once earlier, yet she still says things like that.
“Chup…, jjup, heup…”
Seo Jia’s tongue, which had been frozen for a while, starts moving busily again.
“…Hehe.”
Hinami laughs softly, just loud enough for me to hear.
“Oppa, do you know how lucky you are? …Getting your ear sucked by an idol while another idol sucks your cock. Probably only you get to do that.”
“…There might be a few more.”
“Hmm? Still… I don’t think there are any idols on our level.”
She whispers so Seo Jia can’t hear.
“Thinking about it, there’s no way, right? …We only just took off our school uniforms. And we’re not failed idols either. This year alone we probably sold around 300,000 albums. …And the two most popular, youngest members are doing dirty things with you, Oppa.”
“…”
“I know even the really handsome male idols or actors can’t do this. Both Jia and I have been asked out by famous actors whose names everyone knows, but we turned them all down. …Yet here we are, letting your vicious cock into our mouths, getting fucked hard, letting you pour load after load into our wombs. Only you can do that, Ju-hyuk Oppa.”
…She makes my balls twitch like crazy while laughing softly through her nose, enjoying my reaction.
“Haa… Oppa. Do you ever imagine scandals happening?”
“No.”
“You do. …Getting caught having sex with me, getting caught doing this with Jia, and it all spreads online. You fantasize about it too, right? Honestly, you wouldn’t hate being called ‘the guy who had a threesome with two idols,’ would you? …Doesn’t it feel superior to think of other people masturbating while watching videos of you and me having sex?”
“…”
“Aha, your cock is honest. It’s twitching so much…”
Even Seo Jia’s clumsy blowjob is starting to make it hard to hold back. Hinami’s words are pushing me over the edge.
“Should I be honest too? …I imagine things like that sometimes. Posting a secret video of me having sex with you on Twitter, people figuring out who I am from my nails or palm lines, finding out I belong to you. I think about that a lot. It makes my heart race so much.”
“Hey.”
“It’s just imagination, just imagination… …And I also imagine having a threesome with Jia sometimes. …You sitting on Jia like a cushion while I sit on top of you, hugging you tight while we have sex… It sounds really fun.”
…Seo Jia has no idea what her friend is saying. Driven only by petty competitiveness, she keeps sucking clumsily, and even that turns me on.
“I don’t hate Jia, but she’s pretty rude, isn’t she? Technically I’m her unnie, but she never treats me like one. …She even treats Oppa like some weirdo. All while never having experienced sex or love.”
“…”
“So… Oppa, please educate her properly. She acts like that because she doesn’t know how thrilling sex is or how good love feels. If you teach her well, Jia will become obedient too.”
“…Got it.”
“Hehe. …Promise?”
Instead of linking pinkies, she wraps her little finger around my cock and we make a firm promise.
“Haa… But Oppa, you’re lasting really long. I’ve been working so hard with my hands.”
“Because the sucking is so clumsy.”
“True. Plus, it hasn’t been long since you came, right? …After using a cute, lovely, adorable Hinami pussy, cumming in the mouth of a vicious, rude, rebellious Jia must be less stimulating, huh?”
“…When you say it like that, it is kind of stimulating.”
“Ahaha, seriously. I can’t with you…”
Rubbing her cheek against me, Hinami’s fingers trace my shaft, and I come—satisfying but not violent—into Seo Jia’s mouth.
“Uup…, up…”
The amount and thickness are far less than what I gave Hinami. Thanks to Hinami, I pour it into Seo Jia’s mouth anyway.
“Pha…, heek, he…”
…She spills most of it messily onto the blanket. I reach out and stroke her head.
“…You did better than I expected.”
“…”
After spitting out the cum and swallowing, Seo Jia looks up at Hinami clinging to my shoulder. Her vicious frown disappears, replaced by a cold Seo Jia-style smile as she stares straight into the camera.
“…With something like this.”
Whether it means “I can do this too” or “This isn’t even pleasurable,” the ambiguous line hangs in the air.
“Haa…”
She roughly wipes the fluids off the blanket with the wet wipes Hinami had thrown earlier, snatches the phone from Hinami’s hand, and leaves the room.
“…”
Neither of us moves to stop her. Even if she didn’t hear the things we said, the phone definitely recorded them. But it didn’t matter. Not when she had already worn that satisfied expression.