Idols Never Break! (12)
“Ma… hnn. Manager…?”
“Heh… I’d almost forgotten about you.”
“Looks like you dozed off and tumbled right out of your seat. Heh-heh…”
Unlike Eunchae, the two men’s voices were leisurely, almost amused. Eunchae herself was anything but.
“Wh-what do we do… If he wakes up…! Hnn. W-wait a second! I… I need to put my clothes on…!”
“Heh. It’s fine, Miss Eunchae. No need to panic.”
“B-but still… Just in case. If he happens to wake up… Then…!”
“Heh-heh-heh… The drinks we gave him pack quite a punch. Someone doesn’t just snap awake from that.”
I felt their eyes flick toward me. I shut mine tighter at once. They raised their voices on purpose, making sure I could hear every word.
“In fact… Heh-heh… Miss Eunchae. Why don’t you go check for yourself? Walk right up to Manager Jeon and…”
“……Huh?”
A soft rustle, then footsteps began to approach.
“Hyaah…! W-wait! Where… where are you going…! Don’t tell me…!”
“Heh-heh… Best if you confirm with your own eyes that Manager Jeon is sleeping soundly…”
“You’re coming along to check too, Miss Eunchae. Heh-heh!”
“At… at least let me put some clothes on first…!”
“Heh-heh-heh! No need. Manager Jeon will never open his eyes…”
“H-how am I supposed to believe that…!”
“Heh-heh! We have our reasons to be confident. Isn’t that right?”
“Heh-heh-heh! Just know the drugs are strong… Miss Eunchae.”
Thud. Thud.
The footsteps drew closer and closer. I’d managed to fix my pants somehow. The limp, spent cock that had slipped free had been tucked away long ago. But the semen clinging to my hands wouldn’t wipe clean completely. A thick, musky scent kept rising from them. If that smell reached Eunchae…
Thud.
The footsteps stopped. Right in front of where I lay.
“Ma… Manager…”
Eunchae stood there naked. Cum from the older men still streaked across her back.
“Heh. Well, Miss Eunchae?”
“Wh… what am I supposed to do…”
“Go closer and check for yourself. Heh-heh… It’s dark; hard to see from here.”
“……Fine…”
A soft rustle of hair brushing past.
“……Manager…”
Eunchae’s voice came nearer. Right beside my ear.
“Manager… You’re not… awake… are you?”
She was studying my face slowly. I held my breath and stayed perfectly still, not so much as a twitch.
“…Manager…?”
Her hand touched my cheek. Soft. The same hand that, only moments ago, had been wrapped around the cocks of men old enough to be her father…
“Heh-heh… Looks like he’s sleeping peacefully.”
“You’re sure… the drugs… aren’t wrong somehow?”
“Of course not. Heh-heh. They’re simply very effective.”
“……Okay……”
Only then did Eunchae seem convinced; she pulled her hand away. I couldn’t open my eyes, but I felt the two men’s silent stares pinning me in place, ordering me to stay still.
A soft rustle.
This time her hands found my body. She pushed gently, shifting me onto my side. I offered no resistance, letting my body go limp wherever she guided it. Naturally I ended up sprawled flat on my back.
“…….”
Rustle. Soft scrape.
Eunchae’s hands moved busily. She straightened my arms, stretched my legs out properly, fetched a blanket and draped it over me, even slid a cushion behind my neck.
“Heh-heh. Such devoted care.”
“…I’m just… just doing this. If he wakes up and everything’s a mess… he’ll get suspicious…”
“Heh-heh-heh. Fair point.”
“Heh… But watching a naked girl tidy up a sleeping man’s spot like this… that gets me going all on its own. Heh-heh.”
“…D-don’t think weird things…”
Right. Eunchae was naked right now. But I didn’t have the courage to open my eyes and look at her. I kept pretending to sleep while she finished, accepting every little adjustment as she patted the blanket smooth.
“……Done. So…”
“…So what now? Heh-heh?”
“We’re… filming… again…”
“Heh-heh… You want us to do it again?”
“N… no…! You guys are going to film again anyway…! That’s all I meant. Not that I want to…”
“This side of you seems very eager, though.”
Squelch.
“Hnn…!”
That wet sound again.
“…Hands… hnn… don’t touch…”
“Heh-heh-heh! Flooded already. Even wetter than before…!”
“No… it’s not… it’s not… If you’re going to do it… just go over there and…”
“…Heh. What was that?”
“G-go… let’s do it… Don’t touch me here…”
“Heh-heh… Miss Eunchae. Could it be…”
“Are you even more turned on because Manager Jeon is right here? Heh-heh-heh!”
“……No…… I’m not! I’m not…!”
Squelch. Squish.
“Heh. Suddenly that pussy’s twitching so hard…!”
“Take… your hand off… hnnngh…!”
Splash! Splurt!
Liquid sprayed again—this time much closer. A few drops landed on the blanket covering my body.
“Hnnngh…! Oh… no… It’s getting on… Manager… We have to go. Go over there and do it… Okay?”
“Heh-heh… Your mouth says one thing, but down here it looks like you’re dying for it…”
Squelch! Squelch…!
“Hnnnngh… Not here… If Manager wakes up…!”
“You already checked that he’s sleeping peacefully, didn’t you, Miss Eunchae… Heh-heh… He doesn’t even know his own idol is getting fucked.”
“B-but still…! Still hnnngh… We don’t know for sure…!”
“Heh-heh… It’s fine. He will never open his eyes. …Never.”
I felt their gazes looking down at me. That “never” felt aimed straight at me.
“……Ne…ver…?”
“That’s right. Heh-heh…”
“……Really……?”
Eunchae’s voice sounded strange. Almost sultry.
“Miss Eunchae… You already know we’re going to do it anyway, don’t you?”
“That’s…… true…?”
Squelch. Squelch.
“Heh-heh. Whether you want it or not doesn’t matter…”
“…Yeah… Even if I say no… you’re going to anyway…”
“Heh… So just be a good girl and do ‘business’ right here… Heh-heh…”
“……Hnn.”
Only the wet sounds and Eunchae’s soft, shaky breaths filled the quiet. She seemed to be weighing her words. After a stretch of nothing but those wet noises and breathing, she finally broke the silence.
“…Four-eyed nerd.”
She was talking to Bu Ra-jang.
“……Yes?”
“……You… haven’t… put it in yet, right?”
“Heh-heh? That’s true.”
“Okay……”
A soft rustle of movement. Eunchae’s voice came from a slightly different direction now. She had changed position—right above me as I lay with my eyes closed.
“…You can do it.”
She stood over my body, bent at the waist, leaning forward.
“Heh!?”
“You can… do it here… Like him.”
The wet sounds came from farther away. She was bent over, ass pushed out—toward Bu Ra-jang.
“Heh-heh-heh! Anything I want, right?”
“D-do I have to say it out loud… Hnn!”
“……I won’t know unless you say it.”
I felt Eunchae’s body tremble. Her legs brushed lightly against my sides; she was straddling me, feet planted on either side of my waist.
Then—
Squelch…
Something spread open with a thick, wet sound.
“Here… Here… Eunchae’s pus…sy. Eunchae’s pussy is…”
No way. Was she spreading herself open?
“…So wet… because she wants… that big nerd uncle’s c-cock inside… Hurry up and put it in…”
“……Heh-heh…”
“See… I’m holding it open for you… so it’s easy… Normally you can’t… An idol’s p-pussy isn’t this easy to get… But just for you… special fan service right now… And raw, too… This is your only chance… So grab it… …you idiot.”
“Heh-heh-heh… Shall I?”
Squelch.
Something pressed against that wet place. But no moan came from Eunchae no matter how long I waited.
“Hnn… A-are you just… going to wait…? …This is… Eunchae’s… p-pussy… Aren’t you going to put it in…? I-if you put it in now… I’ll squeeze… so tight… Clench down hard… and not let go… Until you shoot… every last drop… I’ll milk you dry…”
“Heh-heh-heh… Then…!”
“………!! Hnnnngh!”
Eunchae’s short cry rang out as her whole body jolted hard.
Splurt! Splash-splash!
Fluid gushed straight from her pussy and poured down onto my body. One drop even landed on my lips. Eunchae’s juices—something I hadn’t even tasted earlier—were sitting right there on my mouth. If I just parted my lips and licked…
“Heh-heh-heh! Cumming all over Manager Jeon…”
“Hnnnngh! Hnn! N-nooo… I came… on Manager…!”
“Heh!? She’s clamping down even harder. Heh-heh!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Flesh slammed into flesh with force enough to spray more liquid. Eunchae’s feet, planted beside me, kept sliding forward as she lost her balance.
“Careful there. Heh. If you’re not careful you’ll fall right on top of Manager Jeon. That might wake him. Heh-heh…”
“N-no! Don’t…! Don’t…! If Manager sees… I can’t be an idol anymore…! It’s a secret… a secret…!”
“Heh-heh… Then so you don’t fall…”
Thud. Thud.
Footsteps stopped right beside my head. Baek Pan-su’s footsteps. He was standing over my face now. Naturally naked.
“Heh-heh-heh. Hold onto my waist and you won’t fall.”
“Hnnngh! Hnnn!”
Soft scuffs as feet shifted, fabric and skin brushing.
“Heh-heh… Grabbing an old man’s waist without a second thought…”
“Hnnn! I-if I don’t…! I’ll fall… I’ll fall…!”
“Heh-heh… While you’re at it, why don’t you put that thing in your mouth too?”
“Hnnngh! Hnn…! Mmph…! Mmmph. Slurp. Suck. Slurp!”
…Without the slightest hesitation, something slid into Eunchae’s mouth.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Slurp! Suck! Pwah…! Hnnngh!”
“Heh-heh-heh…”
“Heh-heh-heh…”
I couldn’t open my eyes. Not because of the contract—because I didn’t have the courage to look at what was happening right in front of me. Eunchae’s face as she clung to the older man’s waist and sucked his cock. The way her hips were held and slammed against him while she got fucked. I couldn’t bear to see either.
Drip. Drop.
Saliva spilled from Eunchae’s mouth and ran down my face. Hot spit slid along my cheek, but even then I couldn’t wipe it away.