Experience Points: 1 Person, 0 People, 0 People (9)
The smell was not overpowering, but it was thick and unmistakably masculine. His cock filled the mouth of an active idol who had never even kissed anyone before.
“Mmph… nghh…”
It wasn’t even halfway in. Only the head had slipped past my lips, yet my jaw already ached. Oppa’s thick shaft was almost impossible for my small mouth to accommodate. Forced around that girth, my head was gripped tight as he rocked me back and forth, brutally fucking my throat.
“Nngh… puhh…”
I had tried using a dildo before, but this was completely different. It hadn’t been this hot. It hadn’t been this hard. It hadn’t been this thick, nor had it carried such a heavy, intoxicating scent of pheromones. Instead of sucking eagerly the way I wanted, I could only focus on keeping my teeth from scraping him, desperately trying not to hurt him. The realization that my mouth was being used purely to satisfy the cock’s owner—not to excite me—sent a dizzying chill racing down my spine.
“Mmmph… hahh…”
“…I thought you’d be good at sucking dick, but you’re surprisingly bad.”
After he had rammed his cock down my throat until I was drooling and gasping for air, Juhyuk-oppa finally pulled the makeshift gag free. The moment that rigid shaft left my mouth, it sprang upward with a wet thwack, the head rising higher than my own face. Coated in my saliva, his cock glistened brightly, faintly reflecting my features like a filthy, low-resolution mirror.
“It’s because oppa is too big!”
“If I weren’t big, I wouldn’t be bothering with you.”
“…Well, that’s true, but…”
I had momentarily forgotten about the smartphone recording us. There was no doubt every single eyelash of mine had been captured in crystal-clear detail.
“I was thinking about shoving it all the way into your throat… but judging by the state you’re in, you’d probably puke.”
“…I can’t do deepthroat. Just think about the size of your cock, oppa.”
“Sucking just the head doesn’t seem very exciting.”
“…Hmph. Oppa, you’re seriously lacking in the philosophy of arousal, aren’t you?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“I’m saying that forcing it like this doesn’t turn me on at all. …Since it’s not just you having fun, here. Hold the phone properly and film me. And let go of my head.”
I was a little fed up with Juhyuk-oppa for trying to devour a beautiful, pure-looking girl like me without any preparation. Still, the fact that he hadn’t forced himself into my throat and had actually let me pull back earned him a passing grade. Not an A+, of course—just barely avoiding failure.
After all, I was the one who had given permission to film something this dirty in the first place.
Considering his personality, I could see why he acted that way. But I had my own character to maintain. The meticulously crafted, perfectly polished idol persona known as Nakazawa Hinami—one that could even work on television. The voice actress was me. The actress was me. Bilingual support included. …Usage count: zero. Brand new product.
“What are you doing?”
“…Comparing the length of oppa’s cock with my face…?”
An idol who isn’t cute is no different from a singer who can’t sing. An idol who isn’t arousing is no different from a dancer who can’t dance. Whether it’s cute and arousing like me, or arousing and cute like Jia, in the end, being both cute and arousing is everything an idol needs to be.
…Of course, there are differences. Just like how a girl who normally reeks of sex appeal suddenly acting all adorable makes her cuteness twice as potent.
“Ah, it’s much longer than my face, oppa… It almost looks like my face is smaller than this.”
“…Even so, your face is still bigger than my balls.”
“Eh, I don’t think so. …Here, look. If you put them together, don’t they look about the same?”
If a girl who had only ever shown a cute character suddenly rubbed her cheek against a man’s swollen, heavy balls, just how much would that increase the lewdness?
…It might even make them swell bigger than the factory that produced his sperm.
“…Looks like my eyes, nose, and mouth could all fit in there.”
“Hehe, right? …Oppa, these seem like they could fit in my mouth too.”
“…Want to try sucking them?”
“Ah, then please. …Thank you for the meal. Hahp…”
I took his smooth, plump balls into my mouth while resting his rigidly erect cock across my forehead, then looked up at the phone. This was an incredibly high-level act of service—one that even devoted lovers rarely performed. It was far easier to take than the cock that had just raped my mouth, and even the slightest swirl of my tongue drew an immediate reaction.
I couldn’t see oppa’s expression clearly because it was hidden behind the phone, but his twitching cock couldn’t lie.
“…Pwah. Hehe… You must feel really good, huh?”
“Even my girlfriend won’t do this for me.”
“What? You said you didn’t have a girlfriend!”
“Ah, slip of the tongue. Roommate.”
“Wow, you’re such trash. Just how many women have you tricked like that?”
“One cheerleader. Eight or nine girls who pretended to be fans while going after my body. One stewardess who quit her job… and the daughter of an old boss of mine.”
“…And now you’re adding an idol to the list?”
“I haven’t fucked her yet, so she doesn’t count. I’ll tally her later.”
“I haven’t even said it’s okay for you to have sex with me.”
The contrast between my bright, giggling smile and oppa’s monstrous cock was so absurd that I could already picture exactly how it would look on camera. From this angle it would show up like this, and the lighting from that angle would hit like that. It was knowledge I never wanted, but something you couldn’t avoid after standing on stage so many times.
…Thanks to that, at least my masturbation fantasies were vividly detailed. That part was convenient. And in moments like this, it was useful too. I could see exactly how I was being ruined, one detail at a time.
“…Well, it depends on what oppa does. It’s not completely impossible, you knooow…?”
“…You’re sucking my dick but saying you’re going to skip the sex?”
“Heehee, not today. …My girlfriend-slash-slave-slash-roommate is sleeping in the next room. I’m the type who moans really loudly when I feel good, so there’s a hundred percent chance she’d hear.”
“…There’s a soundproof booth in the house.”
“Wow, oppa, you’re completely in heat… But if I change my clothes, she might notice, right?”
“…Just wear the same clothes you took off.”
“No way. …I love clothed sex way too much. Even if your cum gets all over them and I have to throw them away, I want to keep them on while we do it, okay?”
I could already imagine how lewd and vulgar I must look, rubbing my face all over his cock while provoking him like this. Look at that—even Juhyuk-oppa, who had been acting so coldly like an emotionless psychopath, was trembling with excitement, his cock twitching wildly.
“Ah, even if your cock is shaking like that, we are definitely not having sex today! …If you try to force me, I’ll scream, okay? A huge 193-centimeter man locking a 157-centimeter popular idol in the bathroom and pounding her with his cock.”
“…You crazy bitch.”
“Hehe, thank you. …Well, if not sex, I can still give you a blowjob?”
Despite my endless provocations, oppa only showed his arousal through his superior cock. He never crossed the line, steadily filming my face without wavering. The more he endured my teasing—teasing that would have made an ordinary man cum from words alone—the more I started to feel a genuine, human liking for him.
It felt like I had finally met a pervert who was perfectly compatible with me.
…I was getting a little excited. Hehe.
“Mmm, then… Since deepthroat is too much, I’ll lick you with my tongue. Heh… mmmph… mmm…”
With wide, sparkling eyes like the cat in Puss in Boots, I looked up and slowly licked his angry cock from the base upward. When it had been stuffed in my mouth, I sometimes struggled to breathe, but using only my tongue let me do exactly what I wanted. I poked at the spot where his balls met the root of his cock, then traced every bulging vein all the way up to the flared edge of his glans. Making wet, obscene sounds, I licked left and right several times. Pretending to take the head into my mouth, then pulling back, I repeated the motion before pursing my lips and planting a kiss right on the slit.
…Puhh. If I ever debut as an actress, what am I going to do? My first on-screen kiss would have to be with a girl whose first kiss was with a huge, veiny cock. Ugh, that’s so gross. Puhuhuhu… I’d feel too bad to film it, seriously.
“…Pfft. Don’t you want me to suck it?”
“No.”
“Aww, don’t act so tough. …If you tell me honestly, I’ll suck it for you. Since it would be bad if it got on my clothes… you can cum lots and lots inside this super cute idol’s mouth, you know?”
“…Why do you think you get to decide that?”
“Eh? I told you if you rape me I’ll scream, right? Ah, even if my life is over, I’m just so, so turned on, right?”
The mixture of excitement and anger hidden beneath my blunt tone echoed off the bathroom walls, ringing in my ears two or three times over. Seeing the steady flow of precum oozing out, he already seemed close to the edge. No matter how experienced Juhyuk-oppa was, no matter how much of a cum-rag his cock had become, there was no way he could endure this surreal situation and stimulation for long—
“…If you’re not going to suck it, then get lost. Go back to your room.”
“Eh…?”
“If you won’t do it, I’ll just go to my room and fuck my roommate instead. …Creampie is better than a blowjob anyway, right?”
…He wasn’t bluffing. Ahaha… I had been too cocky.
“…Ah, that’s right. Oppa has Haeun-unnie, who’s super horny for sex with you, doesn’t he…?”
“…Don’t say her name. It’s dangerous.”
“Ha, you exposed all my personal information, but you’re protecting Haeun-unnie?”
“We’re filming the two of us. Why are you bringing someone else into it?”
“…Isn’t it worse that while you’re doing dirty things with me, you’re talking about fucking someone else?”
“So…”
“Hahp…”
“…”
I swallowed the cock of the man who had just declared he could discard even a woman as beautiful and popular as me without hesitation. Then, making sure my cheeks didn’t look hollow, I took a little more than just the head into my mouth and swirled my tongue while using my hands to massage his shaft and balls. Oppa, who had been about to reply but closed his mouth instead, continued filming me with an unpleasant smile, completely unfazed.
“Mmph… ngh… haa. You womanizer… You’re the enemy of all men, oppa.”
“…Don’t people usually say enemy of all women in this situation?”
“No? …Since your cock is so big, you’re not the enemy of women. Hahp…”
Even though my breathing was ragged, I felt genuine admiration for Juhyuk-oppa, who kept bantering with me until the end. I took the head back into my mouth, stroking the saliva-coated shaft with wet, obscene sounds while continuing to pleasure him. His swollen balls twitched and churned violently.
“Mmph… ugh……”
…Then, with a powerful spurt, spurt, spurt, he unloaded so much thick semen into my mouth that it ruined my plan to swallow everything.
“…You really have no experience, huh? Your hands are decent, but your blowjobs are fucking terrible.”
“Haa… puha…”
Even after being thoroughly soiled with cum, I endured his insults and—
“…V…”
“…Crazy bitch.”
With tears welling in my eyes from the bitter taste of his semen—the first I had ever tasted—I smiled brightly at the camera and made a peace sign.
“…Ah. …Brrgh…”
Instead of the mask I had forgotten where I put, I took off my slightly damp real panties and wiped them across the mess of mixed fluids, smearing them with his cum.
…Anyway, I had at least ten more of these string panties at home.
“…You’re going to sleep without panties?”
“…Panties don’t show anyway, so can’t you just steal one for me?”
“You want me to steal my roommate’s?”
“…You just came buckets into the mouth of a woman whose CF contracts are worth hundreds of millions of won, and you can’t even get me one pair?”
“Ha, seriously… You crazy bitch.”
To someone like me—who might be worth more than this entire building—a single pair of panties was nothing to throw away. …Though if I sold the cum-soaked ones, they’d probably fetch a few million won. Puhuhu…