The Unsold Idol Returns to the Music Show (6)
"Wait… just… are you… insane? Right now?"
"Keh-heh-heh…. As long as you don't make any noise, Miss Eunchae."
Squish. Squish. Squish. Squish.
"Hnnngh…! Hnngh♡"
Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.
Footsteps carried all the way into the bathroom.
Matching their rhythm, I quietly eased the door of my stall shut.
Clomp. Clomp. Thud.
The footsteps stopped over by the urinals.
Sssssssssss.
"Hnn… hnnngh…♡ Nnnngh…♡"
From the stall beside me, strange little sounds kept leaking out—but luckily, the noise of someone pissing was louder.
"Hnnnnngh…♡ Nnnn…."
Eunchae seemed to be desperately trying to clamp a hand over her mouth.
Even so.
"Hnnnngh…♡ Hnn…♡"
Squish. Squish. Squish. Squish.
The wet, sticky sounds and the moans that slipped free seemed impossible to fully smother.
Fuck….
Right next to me, Eunchae was having her pussy touched, forcing herself to hold it in—and there wasn't a single thing I could do.
Sssssssk. Sssk. Sssk.
The stream of piss dwindled.
I heard the clink of a belt as he fixed his pants.
"Ugh. Ah."
A thick-voiced man's mutter reached me too.
Whether he was station staff or just some audience member, I couldn't tell.
But if that man caught Eunchae like this….
Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.
Whoooosh.
He must have gone to the sinks—the rush of water roared loud.
And right then—
Squish. Squiiish.
"Hnnnngh!? Hnn♡"
Eunchae's moan spilled out loud and clear.
This… there's no way he doesn't hear that.
Whoooosh. Cut.
The water stopped.
He… noticed.
What's he going to do? Try to open the door? Did Eunchae lock hers? He didn't unlock it in the middle of everything… surely not.
Clomp.
"Hnnngh…♡ Nngh…."
Even then, the moans wouldn't stop.
At this point it was already over. A woman in a men's bathroom stall. Making those weird little sounds.
Squish. Squish.
Fuck, stop touching her.
I had no idea what Baek Pan-su was thinking. The wet sounds had gotten even louder than before.
Does he want to get caught? Showing off?
It was far too dangerous to be a joke, but he didn't seem to care in the slightest.
And Eunchae… still couldn't hold back her moans.
"Hnnnnngh…♡ Nngggh…♡ Nnggh♡"
I could tell she was clenching her teeth as hard as she could…. But if I could hear her this clearly, the man at the sink could hear her just as well.
Even after shutting off the water, the man stayed still. For a long moment, there were no footsteps at all.
Clomp.
…Is he coming this way?
Please. Please just leave…….
Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.
The footsteps were moving away.
Heading out of the bathroom.
Is he going? Is he actually just leaving?
Clomp. Clomp. Clomp.
The footsteps faded, then vanished completely. I couldn't hear them anymore.
Did he leave…?
…At least that was something.
He wouldn't have realized the moans belonged to Eunchae. He hadn't seen anything directly.
He had clearly figured out there was a woman in this bathroom…… but maybe he was just pretending he hadn't.
Or maybe he'd decided the whole thing was too fucked up to get involved with.
"He…… he left—hnnnngh♡!?"
Eunchae must have taken her hand off her mouth—her voice came out loud.
Squiiish. Squish. Squish. Squish.
"Hnnngh…♡ Nngh…♡ Nngggh…♡"
"Keh-heh-heh…. Quite the flood you've made. Did you enjoy the thought of getting caught that much?"
"L-like hell I… di—hiiiiit don't put your fingers iiiiin…♡"
"Keh-heh…. This little mouth down here is drooling all over itself begging to be filled, though…?"
"Wh-who said anyth—hnnnngh ing liiiike that…♡ Nnggggh!?"
"Keh-heh-heh-heh… Now you aren't even trying to keep quiet, are you."
"Keh-hnnngh♡ Nngggh♡ Nngggh♡!! Staaahp staaahp…!"
"…You want me to stop?"
"…Staaahp I saaaid♡ go awaaay—haaah♡ hnnnngh♡ noooo…♡"
"Very well."
The wet squelching cut off.
The bathroom went quiet in an instant.
"Hnnngh♡ Hnn…♡ Haa. Haa♡ Haa♡"
All I could hear was Eunchae gasping for breath.
"Keh-heh…. I've stopped, just as you asked."
"Th-thaaat…♡ th… at's…. I-I… need to get back to the waiting room nooow—ngh♡"
"Keh-heh-heh. Are you sure you'll be all right? In that state?"
"I-I'm fi…ne, okay? It's over…. I have to… get to the waiting room…."
"Keh-heh-heh-heh…. For someone saying that, you've got water running all the way down your thighs. And your panties… they've gone past soaked—the color's completely changed. Keh-heh-heh…!"
"…Th-that's none of… your business…!"
"Keh-heh-heh…. You'll be dancing later with those panties on full display… are you truly all right like this?"
"Hnnngh…. That's……. Th-there's still time, sooo…."
"Beyond simple exposure… I do wonder what people will say when they see those sopping wet panties and the water running down. Keh-heh-heh…."
"Y-you……!"
"The fortunate thing is…."
Sliiiip.
I heard the rustle of fabric.
Baek Pan-su seemed to have pulled something from his pocket.
"As luck would have it. I happen to have a pair of our company's panties in my pocket. Brand new—still in the packaging. Change into these and there shouldn't be any problem at all. Keh-heh…."
Why the hell does he just carry those around…?
But they were exactly what we needed.
Neither I nor any of the other kids had brought spare underwear. If we were going to keep the contract and keep anyone from finding out Eunchae was soaked….
"Th-that…. Ugh…. J-just give it to me. If you're going to."
"I don't believe I said I would simply hand them over?"
"……Huh?"
"Keh-heh-heh-heh…. If you want them, you'll have to show some sincerity, Miss Eunchae…!"
"Y-youuu……!! You son of a bitch…!"
"Just how badly you need these panties…. Unless you make an appeal, I'm afraid I simply won't know?"
"Nnnngh…. You bastard…! You pig bastard…!"
"Keh-heh-heh-heh……."
…Fuck. What the hell was he going to make her do now….
And yet, ironically, hearing those words made my cock stand stiff and hard.
Imagining what Eunchae would say—coaxing him, pleading for those panties—I couldn't keep it down.
Tap-tap. Tap-tap. Tap-tap. Tap-tap.
Sliiiip. Slip. Slip.
I heard Eunchae shifting, changing her position.
I couldn't tell exactly what pose she'd taken.
"P-please… give me… the panties."
She's probably in some ridiculously vulgar position right now.
"Hmm?"
"…M-my… wet panties… I don't want these…. I want to wear… new panties…. Please… give me the panties."
"Keh-heh…."
He didn't sound satisfied.
"Y-youuu…! What the hell do you even want me to do…!"
"Keh-heh-heh…. You're an idol—you of all people should know better than anyone. Coax me the way you coax your fans…!"
"F-fine! Fine, okay! Just… don't bring fans into this. It makes me sick. Seriously."
"Keh-heh-heh…."
Sliiiip.
She shifted her pose one more time.
"E-Eunchae's…… panties…. M-m-my pussyyy—hiiiiit♡ my pussy…♡ you touched my pussy and…. I got so wet…♡ I leaked so much. My… panties are completely…♡ soaked through…"
"Ohh…."
"Please take my pantieees…♡ off……♡ and change me into new ones…♡ I want new panties…♡"
"Keh-heh-heh… just a tiny bit short, I'm afraid?"
"Y-youuu…. P-please give me the pantieees…♡"
Eunchae's voice suddenly dropped.
In a tiny, barely audible whisper, she murmured low.
"You can…♡ use my pussy…♡"
"Keh-heh-heh-heh!?"
"Y-you…!! A-anyway, that's what you wanted all along, isn't it!"
"Keh-heh. I was perfectly satisfied with just the blowjob, you know?"
"……Don't… lie to me……!"
"Keh-heh. The one who asked me to use her pussy first…… was you, Miss Eunchae?"
"…Y-you…!!"
"Getting yourself this wet… and then stopping halfway without putting anything in—you must be terribly uncomfortable. That look on your face… so very unsatisfied."
"B-because of you…. It's because of you…!"
"Shall we stop here, then?"
"……."
Eunchae said nothing.
Come on.
"………."
Tell him to stop. Obviously.
"…………."
Just tell him to hand over the panties and get the hell out. Come on, Eunchae.
"……Put it……. ……in."
A tiny little voice reached me.
So quiet I couldn't quite make out the words.
But… from the sounds that followed, I knew exactly what she'd said.
Squish. Sliiiip. Squish.
"Hyaaahn♡ hnnngggh…♡ nnggh…!"
"Keh-heh…. Miss Eunchae's pussy, after a whole week…!"
"Hnnnngh♡! Hnnhnngh♡♡!?"
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
The wet, water-slapping sounds started up in a steady rhythm.
More than flesh hitting flesh—there was so much fluid that every thrust sounded like a palm smacking a puddle.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Nngh…! Hnggggh♡! Nnnngh♡!!"
"Keh-heh-heh…. An idol's pussy right before a live broadcast…. About to go on national television, and you still wanted to fuck this old man that badly…!"
"Hnnnggh! Nnggh♡ nnnngh♡ hyaaahn♡!!"
"Pussy dripping all over…. Wanted to shake your ass in front of the cameras just like this. Keh-heh. Wanted to flash those panties and show everyone how wet you got. Keh-heh-heh…!"
"Ahnngh♡! Nooo♡ that's not truuue—haaah♡!!"
Eunchae seemed to be shaking her head hard enough to whip her hair around.
"Keh-heh… but inside, your pussy is clamping down so tight it says yes—so which is it…!"
"Nooohii♡ nooo—haa…! Because you told me to… blackmail… hnnngh!? because you blackmailed meee—haah…♡!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Keh-heh-heh…. As I said earlier, I never once said I was going to put it in…? This entire situation is purely…! What you wanted, Miss Eunchae!"
"Nooohaa♡ nooohiiiiit!? Y-nngggh…♡ nnggngh…♡!!"
"Keh-heh-heh…! You're squeezing tighter and tighter. Does it feel that good? This old man's raw cock…?"
"Nhnngh…♡ nhnngh!? nnggngngh…!"
There's no way Eunchae actually wants this.
She's clearly being forced.
Because of the blackmail. Because of the photos. She has no choice.
She's just enduring it because she has to.
"Admit it… keh-heh. You wanted this. You've been wanting me to pound you this whole time…!"
"Nhnngh♡ nngggh…♡ I-I diiidn't… nhnngh!?"
The coaxing, the begging—all of it was clearly just an act to keep that bastard happy…!
"Admit that it feels good having me thrust in here…!"
"Nhnnnngh…!! I wi…♡ I wiiill—ooh♡!"
It's an act.
It has to be an act.
It has to be.
"Eunchae wanteeed—hnnngh…♡ your cock…♡ inside meee…♡ from the moment you called me heeere—hnn♡! I've been waiting for it…♡! That's why my panties got so weeeet—nngggh♡♡"
It's an act, right, Eunchae?
…Right?
That hope of mine was obliterated by a scream of pleasure loud enough to shake the bathroom walls.
"It feels so gooood♡ putting it in feels so goooood—haaah♡♡!!"