Idols Never Break! (9)
“Kehehehe…. What was that? I didn’t quite catch it.”
Baek Pan-su wiped the love juices smeared across his face with one hand. Then, with a wet sssup, he sucked the slick from his fingers into his mouth. The sight made Eunchae flinch all over again.
“Th-that’s enough already! I-I did everything you told me to…! You guys are… satisfied now, right? Right?”
“Ehehe…? Suddenly saying something like that…?”
“I-I’ve done everything you wanted up till now, so stop it here…! You pervert bastards….”
“Keheh? How strange, Miss Eunchae. What we wanted, you say…. Isn’t it rather the opposite?”
“Eheheh. Exactly. The ones who granted Miss Eunchae’s ‘wish’ were us, weren’t we….”
“Ugh… shit. You sons of bitches…. Y-you were the ones dropping hints. Trying to make me say it out loud myself…. Th-th-that…. The p-pussy talk, and the… wish…… too…! The things you wanted….”
“Keheh? My, my. Anyone listening would think we were the villains here…. We never said a single word, you know?”
Baek Pan-su casually turned his head my way. I felt our eyes meet and quickly looked away.
“…You are the bad ones, th-though…? I-I was just acting. Acting…!”
“Eheh…? Acting, you say…?”
“Yeah…! You idiots…. You… kept dropping such heavy hints, so I just roughly played along…. And you thought it was real…. Keuhng.”
Eunchae gave them a faint, mocking smile. The claim that it had been acting… was true, at least to a degree. When Eunchae slipped into something like “Idol Mode,” she spoke in the third person. So from the middle onward I had vaguely sensed the performance mixed in. I had sensed it, and yet….
“Kehehehe…. So it was all an act, is that right?”
“Y-yeah! Th-that’s enough already! You guys too, at this point…. So just stop…….”
“Ehehe…. Even the ‘wish’ was an act?”
“O-of course it… was, right? Don’t tell me you actually believed that? This is why virgin loser bas—”
“We never dictated the contents of the ‘wish,’ though?”
“……Huh?”
Eunchae’s twitching body went rigid. She was sharp, no question. She could pull off performances like Idol Mode without breaking a sweat. Reading what these men wanted and pretending to go along with it was well within her skill set. The Idol Mode tone in her voice earlier had been because acting was mixed in. But….
……Could she really fake gushing love juices just from having her pussy touched?
“Kehehe…. Of course we hoped Miss Eunchae would say ‘Do whatever you want~♡’ of her own accord…. But as for the specifics of what and how…. Didn’t Miss Eunchae herself spell it out…?”
“Th-that’s…. I mean….”
“Ehehe…. Things like ‘kiss my pussy’…. Those came from Miss Eunchae’s own mouth……!”
“…Shit. Sh… shut up! Be quiet! Th-that was, I mean… I mean…!”
“Keheh. Don’t tell me Miss Eunchae actually wanted something like that……?”
“Ah…… ah…… no! Th-that’s absolutely not it, you idiots. D-don’t get weird ideas! G-guys like you are into that… kind of thing. That’s why I told you to do it! …Shit. …Just take the hint already!”
“Kehehehe…. My, my. Miss Eunchae…. You’re not being very honest.”
“It’s not…! I-I… I mean…!”
Eunchae mumbled for a long while before her eyes suddenly widened, as if something had clicked.
“It’s… business!”
“……?”
“A-as an idol… you know? I’ve got a sharp business sense…. I-I figured out all your needs… and did it. I-it’s purely business. Absolutely no personal feelings involved…!”
“Keheheheheh!”
“Ehehe…. Business. Business, you say?”
The two men clapped their hands to their foreheads and roared with laughter.
“Y-yeah…. I-idols being fake…. Y-you see that every day, right? The losers who fall for it are the real idiots…. I-I know exactly what guys like you… would like. Yeah? …That’s why I did it…!”
“Keheheheheh…! Keheh…!”
“Ehehe…. Miss Eunchae is completely right. Of course. Business…. Eheheh.”
“Wh-what’s so funny? That’s enough. The business is over. Th-…this is plenty already. Yeah? You enjoyed watching me fall apart…. So just sign the model contract and get the hell out…!”
I caught a glimpse of Eunchae’s face. Flushed bright red, she looked on the verge of tears.
“Miss Eunchae…?”
“Wh-what… now.”
“Just as Miss Eunchae said…. Keheh. It’s business. You already knew all our needs, didn’t you? Right?”
“…Y-yeah. I’m not that clueless…!”
“…Then you must already know perfectly well what our next need is, too?”
“……Huh?”
The two men stepped closer, right up to Eunchae’s reddened face. Her gaze naturally dropped downward.
“……Ah.”
Her claim that she knew their needs well seemed to be the truth. She knew exactly what was coming next… which was why she had been trying to call it quits here.
“…Shall we begin? Miss Eunchae’s business. Eheheheh.”
The two men pulled down their underwear and thrust their throbbing cocks toward Eunchae. They were fully erect, absurdly massive. I didn’t even have the confidence to compare them to my own.
“Ah, hello…. Everyone in Seddoli…. This is Lee Eunchae of Sepia…☆”
On the damp, soaked floor of the studio, Eunchae sat on a decorative chair with no backrest.
“Ke…h. Fr-from now on…☆ Eunchae will…. Give these two gentlemen here…. F-fan service…☆”
“Ehehehe….”
“Keheheh…!”
The two naked men approached from either side of the seated Eunchae. Two cocks framed her face under the lights. Eunchae shot a quick glance at both of them, then forced an awkward business smile back onto her face.
“Th-these two gentlemen… have decided to make Eunchae…. Sepia their model☆ From now on, Eunchae will… represent Sepia and, with a grateful heart… provide service…☆”
Eunchae looked at the camera and gave a small smile. But the camera was capturing the two enormous cocks far more prominently than her smile.
“……That’s enough now, right?”
Eunchae immediately dropped the expression and glared at Bu Ra-jang.
“Eheheh…. Ending the business already? You have to keep going. The filming is still rolling, you know.”
“……Fine…….”
Eunchae carefully turned her head. Bu Ra-jang’s cock drew right up to her eyes. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what kind of view was filling her vision right now. …I didn’t want to imagine it either.
“Ugh…. Fuck. H-hold on. This smell…. Do you even wash yourselves? Huh?”
“Eheheh? Of course Miss Eunchae is supposed to clean it with her mouth, isn’t she? Ehehehe….”
“Crazy filthy dog bastards. Disgusting. Seriously.”
“Miss Eunchae…? Business. You have to do it.”
“……Ah. For real…….”
Eunchae stretched out a trembling hand and carefully wrapped her fingers around the base of Bu Ra-jang’s cock. She kept her face locked toward it, only flicking her eyes briefly toward the camera. Natural eye contact was a basic idol skill… but here it looked more like a porn actress’s technique. Her other hand rose carefully… and formed a finger heart.
“I-it’s big…☆ Hard… and. Eunchae is…☆ seeing one for the first time, but it’s so…… adorable…☆”
“Keheheh. And what are you going to do from now on?”
“…Fr-from now on, Eunchae is going to… kiss this……☆ Because you two gentlemen… kissed Eunchae’s…… p-p-pussy…. Out of gratitude…. Eunchae will repay you…☆”
Just like before, Eunchae closed her eyes and gently puckered her lips. The lips that slowly approached soon met the tip of Bu Ra-jang’s cock.
Schlick~♡
The finger heart she still held up and the image of Eunchae kissing the cock were captured together by the camera.
Click. Click!
Beside them, Baek Pan-su kept snapping photos.
“Keheheh…! We could even use these as promotional shots for the company….”
“…….”
Eunchae frowned at that, but she didn’t protest. More precisely, she couldn’t.
Eh… bebebe….
Parting her lips, Eunchae stuck out her tongue and carefully began rubbing it against Bu Ra-jang’s cock.
“Ah…… eub. Chuu……. Chuup…….”
Her slowly moving tongue coated every part of Bu Ra-jang’s cock with saliva.
“Ehehe…. You do that side too. Yes…. Heh. Ugh…. Don’t neglect the back. You have to do the shaft as well….”
At Bu Ra-jang’s instructions Eunchae raised her eyebrows, but her tongue didn’t refuse.
Chuuuup. Churp. Churrut. Churut. Schlick.
She shifted her lips to wherever Bu Ra-jang pointed and flicked her tongue.
“Ehehe…. Don’t glare at me like that. Earlier Miss Eunchae did the exact same thing to me, didn’t you? Telling me to kiss your pussy.”
“Chuuuup…. Chuup. Hup. Th-that was… business… like I said. What you guys wanted….”
“Yes, yes. Of course. Eheh…! Khh…. The way you lick behind the glans is art.”
“…You like it here? Chuuuup. Churp.”
“…Eheh! Khh….”
“…Chuup. Chuk. …Ugh… at least wash yourselves……. This part… it stinks.”
When Eunchae tugged on the base she was holding, Bu Ra-jang’s foreskin slid down. At the same time the hidden, smegma-caked area was exposed.
“……Khh…. Disgusting. Filthy. It reeks.”
“Eut…. Miss Eunchae…?”
“…I know. Don’t… rush me. ……I’ll do it myself.”
Eunchae turned her gaze back toward the camera.
“Eunchae will… eut. Clean this dirty part…. Keut…. Nice and clean for you☆”
The moment the words left her mouth, Eunchae’s tongue headed straight for Bu Ra-jang’s smegma.