The Trip (5)
"Hoo..."
It wasn't particularly noisy or chaotic. In the tranquil onsen, the only sounds echoing through the air were wet, rhythmic splashes. Of course, it wasn't just the water making those noises. There was the sticky sound of someone's tongue desperately craving me. The sound of another tongue quivering as it begged me for forgiveness. And the wet slap and squelch of yet another's flesh. All of it mingled together in the relatively quiet hot spring, faintly revealing its obscenity.
"...Ah, what the hell. You ran away earlier."
"..."
Haeun, who had taken a generous load of my white fluid before pulling away and turning her body, looked at her younger sister—still frozen stiff, clinging to me with her hands awkwardly fumbling in the air—and shot out cold words.
Seo Jia swallowed hard at that, tension filling her eyes as she took a hesitant step back. But Hinami, who had been clinging to my back and caressing me, stretched out her hand, grabbed the girl's wrist, and yanked her firmly toward herself.
"Running away again?"
"..."
"...If you were going to do that, Jia, why did you even come here? Didn't you come to do exactly this?"
"No, that's not it...!"
She shook her head vigorously, trying to deny her true intentions. But no matter how much she whipped her hair around, there was no denying the blatant evidence right in front of her. The simple fact that a celebrity like her had cleared several days in her schedule, using her sister and her groupmate as an excuse, to roll around with a man overseas. No amount of excuses could erase that.
"Eut, wait...!"
"...If that's not why you came, then what is it?"
In a private onsen, without a single towel covering her. Having her breasts squeezed tight by a man far larger than herself. The fact that she couldn't slap his cheek or run away while enduring it all didn't change no matter how hard she bit her lip.
"I only brought you because you said you wanted to come. I was planning to come here with or without you. ...After coming all the way here, trying to back out now would be inconvenient for me too."
"..."
"If you really don't want to do it, you can leave right now and lie down quietly. There are two rooms anyway, right? The soundproofing isn't perfect, but if you wear earplugs and crash, I won't bother you."
"That's not..."
"What did you expect, coming here knowing full well we'd be doing this? ...Did you think I'd ignore these two and play servant for you instead?"
It was painfully obvious what she had wanted by following us here. She could have refused easily—there were more than enough excuses. Yet the reason she had come anyway was because she believed she was better than the other two. More beautiful than her sister, more seductive than her friend. She probably wanted revenge on the women who had humiliated and frightened her. She must have thought I would help her get it.
Of course, that wasn't entirely wrong. No matter how much I disliked her, there was no rule saying I couldn't take her side.
"...If that's what you want, then act like them. I don't need you. My hands aren't exactly lacking."
"..."
Still. That would come after she had completely fallen to her knees. There was no point training bad habits while she was still acting so half-hearted.
"Hoo. Anyway. If you've got nothing to say, just soak here a while longer. We're heading back to the room."
"Wait, Kang Juhyuk...!"
"Let's go."
I released Seo Jia's breasts, gathered the girls who had been watching us, and returned to the room. How long it would take for her to come back, I neither knew nor cared. She wouldn't want to stay stuck in that damp onsen forever. Sooner or later, she would have to come out.
"...You're such a terrible man."
"What did I do?"
"I didn't think he looked particularly bad. If anything, Jia seems worse—pouting after coming all the way on a trip."
"That Yeeun kid is... well, she's just like that."
With one woman tucked under each arm, we left the onsen together, chatting casually as we roughly dried off and returned to the room. I sat down first on the futon spread across the tatami and waited. The girls who followed slipped back into the yukatas they had discarded earlier, wearing them loosely as they approached.
I kissed each of them on the cheek in turn, then lay down comfortably on my back, stacking several pillows under my neck to watch how they would come to me.
"Since unnie went first earlier... it's my turn now."
"...Go ahead."
The smaller, cuter one swept her hair behind her ear and gently climbed on top of me. She rubbed her pussy against my still rock-hard cock, slicking her entrance, then lay flat against my chest and began licking my nipples with delicate flicks of her tongue.
"How does it compare to what Jia did earlier...?"
"...How could it even compare?"
"Hehe."
When I stroked her head as she glanced up at me with playful charm, Hinami flashed a bright smile, rose up on her knees, and aligned my cock with her entrance. Her pussy—which looked far more innocent and fresh than my grotesque glans—slowly stretched wide and swallowed me inch by inch. Once she had taken in a size that clearly didn't match her frame, she pressed her lips together and covered her face with both hands.
"...Ha, this is somehow... embarrassing..."
"What are you on about, you perverted bitch?"
"Shut up, unnie. It's worse with you watching..."
The girl who had never once shown a hint of embarrassment until now was now chewing on my cock with her pussy, suddenly turning her head to the side. She kept trying to close her loose yukata and hide her exposed breasts.
"What's there to be embarrassed about at this point?"
"But this is Japan, not Korea..."
"So what?"
"Over there I was just an idol. But here, I grew up like a normal girl. I..."
"...That's hilarious."
It didn't match the Hinami I knew at all, but the pure, innocent act suited her clean face so perfectly that I almost fell for it. My cock remained as grotesquely hard as ever, freely scraping against the walls of what she claimed was an ordinary, fresh girl's pussy.
"...So fucking gross, seriously."
"Kek. Hey. Sit gently..."
As I watched her with an unconscious smile, Haeun—who had been observing from the side—let out a short sound of disgust and plopped down on my chest, facing Hinami. She swept her hair back, then pulled my hand away from Hinami's hips and planted it firmly on her own ass.
"That kind of acting really doesn't suit you. ...Want to do it like usual?"
"Eh, no, it's not acting, it's real..."
"...Bullshit."
"Ah, wait, unnie... mmph......"
I couldn't see it, but I could hear every raw, explicit detail. Hinami, wearing that detestable yet adorable mask, had her lips pressed against Haeun's.
"Mmph... puhu, mmph..."
"Heup..."
Instead of me, Haeun was thoroughly ravaging the inside of her mouth so that Hinami's pussy walls could writhe freely around my cock.
"Puha... ha. Hey, Haeun unnie...!"
"...Why? If you don't kiss me, you'll just end up kissing Juhyuk anyway."
"Then you should kiss oppa instead... mmph......"
They released each other's tongues for a brief moment, exchanged a few words, then quickly sealed their lips again, mixing their breath while muffling their speech.
"Ugh... puhu... ha."
"...If I kiss Juhyuk, you'll just grind your hips up there and talk shit to us the whole time."
"...I'm sorry."
Having completely seen through the cute little devil's psychology, Haeun silenced Hinami's tongue for me. Of course, I wouldn't have minded hearing it.
"Do what you usually do—cry out like the perverted masochistic bitch you are while getting fucked. ...Stop pretending to be pure."
"Et, but... I wasn't pretending, I really am pure... et... o... hok..."
"...Idiot. Really. Ah..."
Exactly as I had hoped, she kept spouting nonsense that provoked us. I drove deep into her, then slapped the plump ass blocking my view. Pressing down on the faint handprint, I turned her head toward me.
"Why."
"Get down. You're heavy."
"...Is that any way to talk to a woman?"
"Your heart is fucking heavy."
With the double meaning clear, I made her climb off me. Then I grabbed Hinami's hips again, lifted my waist slightly, and laid her gently across my chest.
"..."
I pressed down firmly on Hinami's head, which was buried against my shoulder, while gripping her soft ass tight. Tilting my head all the way back, I signaled with my eyes to the woman who had pulled away.
"...Brr..."
She crawled over to the side of my head, tongue sticking out, and I flicked the tip of mine against hers—tok, tok.
"......! ......, .........♡"
While she took my shoulder fully into her mouth to muffle her moans, I freely devoured Hinami's clumsy little pussy with my grotesque cock, thrusting hard and deep.
"Mm... chup..."
Even with Haeun—whose face was turned the opposite way—our lips met.
"...Ha, mmph... eut......♡"
Far more violently than our kiss, my pelvis slammed against Hinami's.
"......"
Enjoying the scent of the small yet impossibly beautiful girl and the large, seductive, almost dreamlike woman. Without even realizing it, my eyes met those of their friend and younger sister, who was watching us through the crack in the door.
"Hu......eut......♥ Heu......, eu......♥"
After filling the friend's pussy with a thick load of cum and coating the older sister's mouth with plenty of saliva, I pulled my cock out of Hinami's trembling body and gently laid her on the futon.
I walked over to the door.
"...Here."
To the lewd spectator who had been watching us the entire time, I shoved a candy coated in thick, sticky fluid into her mouth.
The woman who had shamelessly peeped on us took the candy I offered. Instead of biting down, she licked it with extreme care.