Shooting (15)
Dopamine overload.
For a while now, I’d been fucking them with my head, not my cock.
Every time I slammed into them, my waist trembled, but my erection refused to fade.
Just a little more.
Cover the women in front of me with my fluids.
Nothing else—my very sanity was screaming for it.
“Mmm, heup… pfu… hehe…♡”
The woman right in front of my nose was more beautiful than any I’d ever encountered.
Pure, delicate, yet with a bright and lively personality.
A fresh twenty-year-old girl who looked like she’d stepped straight out of a Japanese high-school youth drama was wearing my oversized shirt, her face completely melted as she begged for my kiss.
When I lowered my gaze, her hastily pulled-on underwear was pushed aside, her most private parts fully exposed, tightly clutching my cum and slowly leaking it out.
I lightly stroked the young girl’s clit with my finger, then moved my hand to the cushion she was sitting on. The texture was surprisingly firm.
…Well, of course it was. It wasn’t any other kind of skin—it was human skin.
“Ugh… kek. Keuk….”
The other woman, standing on just her tiptoes like she was playing a stake-driving game, was equally beautiful.
But unlike that game, her head was buried in a pillow. And between the thighs where her friend’s head should have been, my cock was buried deep.
Though their positions were completely different, the direction of their beauty differed as well.
Hinami felt like pure white snow piled high, matching the color of her hair.
She looked so expensive it was almost frightening to touch, like a sparkling jewel.
But no matter the type of beauty, the way to enjoy them wasn’t all that different.
Freshly fallen white snow naturally demanded crisp footprints.
And sparkling jewels were meant to be smashed with a hammer.
The moment a jewel drew the most attention wasn’t when it was set in someone’s earring or necklace.
It was when it shattered and scattered its light everywhere.
On stage or inside a TV screen.
I grabbed the hair of this siren who enchanted people with her beautiful voice and slammed my pelvis into her plump ass.
The vocal cords that should have been producing seductive melodies were instead stuck with painful, choking gasps.
And in the secret place that was supposed to tempt the public and never belong to anyone, the cock of the man she hated most in the world was now lodged deep.
But this, too, was karma.
Because my own conduct hadn’t been clean.
To me, baseball had ultimately been nothing more than a means to an end. Just as misfortune and malice had stolen my once-healthy shoulder.
For her, being an idol must have been the same—just a tool to chase wealth and fame.
The hypocrisy of wanting to grow through effort.
The lies about loving her fans.
The karma she had carefully piled up had finally collided with misfortune and malice, stealing away her purity.
“Mmph… hu… ugh… ha, haa….”
But that didn’t mean it was the end of her life.
Just as I had lost interest in that worthless ball game.
She would soon forget about such illusory honors.
When I thought about why I had come upstairs, it was obvious even without checking the future.
What she truly wanted wasn’t simply wealth and fame—it was attention.
She just wanted other people to look up to her.
Exactly like how I wanted the women on this bed to look up at me.
“Mmm… …Oppa. Your eyes look scary.”
“…Do they?”
“Ah, I don’t mean it in a bad way. …I get it. You’re having sex with two insanely beautiful women.”
Hinami, sitting on top of Seo Jia, looked up at me with a tense expression and gave a small smile.
She had been holding onto my body, which had been moving leisurely yet deeply for a while now.
Licking the nipples of a man who was useless for anything except filling her with pleasure.
Her hand slid downward, lightly gripping the pillar that had taken her friend’s virginity.
Then it crawled even lower, gently cupping the sack that was filled with my genes.
But neither the electric thrill I felt every time she licked my nipples,
Nor the shiver of pleasure that ran through me each time her small, soft hand touched my balls,
Could produce more dopamine than the sight of her clinging tightly to my body, eyes wide and looking up at me.
“Eungbeee… heup. Chuu… …You can’t cum too fast, okay, Oppa?”
“…”
“Ehehe… Ah. Your cock is twitching so much… ah…!”
Her playful, coquettish voice as she serviced me was far more obscene than her true nature.
…No matter how carefully I left footprints in the snow, more snow kept pouring down, pulling at my feet.
As if provoking me, asking if there weren’t more places left to dirty.
To the point where I wondered just how far I’d have to keep stamping before the snow would stop.
Without any reason or justification, I lifted the body of the girl who was offering me everything.
Then, even though I had pulled out for only a moment, I laid her down in the same position next to the still-panting Seo Jia and stripped off what little clothes and underwear remained.
…If I closed my eyes right now, would I even be able to tell them apart?
The slightly smaller, softer one was Hinami.
The slightly longer, firmer one was Seo Jia.
I closed my eyes for a moment, stroking their asses to distinguish the difference in texture, and then—
“Ugh…!”
“Aaang…♡”
With the exact same force.
Two sharp slapping sounds rang out at the same time.
I shoved my cock back into the one who made the more arrogant noise.
“Huu… ugh… ugh… kuh…….”
“…”
The one I had pulled out of realized her hole was no longer filled. She picked up the phone that had been rolling around on the bed.
She tossed it to me, then spread her own pussy wide open with both hands, as if saying I could use her however and whenever I wanted.
…Even as I grabbed the flesh I had just released and spread it again, the hole still looked small—almost childish.
My cum was slowly oozing out of that hole in thick globs.
I recorded exactly what she wanted with the camera, then shifted the focus to capture the other one still swallowing my cock.
After thrusting for a while, her feet had left the floor completely. Our dear idol was now in a frog-like position.
I let out a short, dry laugh at the vulgar and downright ugly posture, then climbed on top of her, completely covering her body, and crawled fully onto the bed.
“Keuk… kek, s-stop… please…….”
Because I had inevitably grabbed her neck while changing positions, she made a pained sound and curled her toes tightly.
It looked so pathetic and pitiful that I pulled her up by the neck so she could breathe more easily.
Naturally ending up on her knees with my hand still gripping her throat, phone pressed flat against her stomach as she was freely violated, she cried out,
“St…op, please… st…op… ju… joo… ooh… oooh……♡”
She dug her nails hard into my left hand, leaving marks, then suddenly threw her head back and shook violently all over.
Her irregular convulsions clamped down on my cock so tightly I almost came right then.
I held her trembling body firmly and scraped hard against her inner walls in time with her climax.
The wet, squelching sounds—now closer to outright splashing—were clearly picked up by the phone pressed to her belly.
Even though the lens was stuck against her lower abdomen and couldn’t see anything, the audio alone would let anyone imagine the scene.
“Oh… ugh… hi…… ha… ugh…….”
I shoved my fingers into her mouth, which had stopped breathing, and forced it open. Then I left her collapsed and making kettle-like noises.
I moved behind the other woman who was still waiting for me.
I grabbed the condom that was already half-off, yanked it all the way off, and threw it onto the floor.
“…I’m okay with no condom and creampies too, you know? Ah……♡”
I slapped her ass hard as she spoke words more vulgar than a whore’s.
Then I drove my cock, already pushed to its limit, deep inside her.
“Ugh… ugh, ah, the way you’re trembling is so cute…♡”
“…You fucking bitches…”
“Ugh, ugh, ah, Oppaaa… don’t push yourself too hard…♥”
I crushed her body with pure instinct.
Even while cumming, I never stopped moving my hips.
Along with the sensation that my cock might get pulled off from the force of my orgasm,
I left another set of footprints in the white snow.
“Huu, huu… hehe…♥”
I left her laughing in a slightly heated voice, pretending it wasn’t too much for her even though it clearly was.
I pulled my sticky, cum-coated glans out of her pussy.
Then I moved over the one who still hadn’t had her insides dirtied.
I used the space between her firm ass cheeks like a tissue.
“…”
After freely using the woman who was still unable to regain her senses, face buried in the pillow and panting,
I tapped her ass a few times with my now-clean cock, picked up the phone I had set down earlier, and recorded every single piece of evidence of our debauchery.
“…Well, I’m not sure if it actually caught anything.”
“Couldn’t the sound still be heard clearly?”
At that, Hinami crawled over to my side.
“What are you doing?”
“…You came inside me, didn’t you?”
…She assumed the exact same position as Seo Jia, hugging a pillow.
She lifted her cum-stained ass high, gave a slight glimpse of her flushed red cheeks, then buried her face in the pillow.
“…”
My head was spinning so badly it felt like it might fly off.
I stared blankly at the dizzying sight with my bare eyes.
Then I picked up the marker that had just rolled off the bed onto the floor.
And on the pure white canvas, I carefully wrote out the words.
1. Hinami — 3 times (vaginal creampie)
2. Jia — 2 times (deepthroat + vaginal creampie)
Each in the language that suited them best.
Along with the number of lewd acts committed today.
…Careful not to reveal their identities.
After writing it simply,
I paused the recording for a moment.
And captured this dizzying scene in a photograph.
