Chapter 14
"Ahn Yoo-jung! Get over here!"
This was truly the last round. I was going all out. I dragged Yoo-jung over and spread her legs wide in front of me.
"Kyaaak!"
Yoo-jung let out a scream as her legs flew open. Her pussy was already slick and glistening from all the pounding, gaping wide like a split shellfish, creamy white flesh exposed.
Without hesitation, I plunged my cock deep into that soft inner pinkness!
"Hauk!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
No foreplay. No chit-chat. Just slamming my cock into her sopping-wet cunt that was drooling like a faucet.
Yoo-jung's massive tits jiggled wildly. They looked so fucking delicious, so tempting. I latched onto one with my mouth, but damn, it sucked having only one face, one mouth—wished I could devour them both.
Then, out of nowhere.
"Unniii…."
Hye-rim, who had been lying there sprawled out, rolled over and crawled toward us, latching onto one of Yoo-jung's tits and sucking hard.
Right in front of me, Hye-rim started nursing on Yoo-jung's breast.
"Aaaang!"
Slurp! Sluuuurp!
The sound was way louder and more intense than I'd expected. No way I was letting her outdo me. I sucked Yoo-jung's other tit even harder.
Slurp! Sluuuurp! Chomp! Choooomp!
"Stop it, both of you!" Yoo-jung yelled, but we ignored her completely, just kept devouring her tits. They were that fucking tasty.
"Haaa! Aaaah! Ahhhng!"
Every time we sucked her tits, every time we nibbled and tugged her nipples, Yoo-jung's pussy clenched down hard—like sparks flying, squeezing with insane force. So while I kept sucking away, I hammered my cock in.
Thud! Pwaang! Splaaat!
"Hauk! Aaaak! Haaaah!"
I timed my thrusts perfectly with those tight squeezes, driving in with full power.
"Huaa! Huuuuaaaang!"
Before I knew it, Hye-rim was syncing up with me. The moment I thrust in, we'd both suck her tits as hard as we could.
"Aaaaah!"
With her scream, Yoo-jung's pussy clamped down on my cock like a vice.
Of course, my dick just powered through it.
"Huaaaat!" "Euaaa!"
And buried itself balls-deep.
"I'm dying! I'm gonna dieee!"
"Then die! Fuck like you're dying!"
"Haa! Haaaaah!"
Every thrust made Yoo-jung's hips buck wildly. I grabbed her waist and kept pounding, pounding, pounding without mercy.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Huaa, I'm cumming again! I'm losing my mind! My mind's breakingggg!"
Yoo-jung's legs locked around me, her pussy crushing my cock like it was trying to squeeze it flat. I gritted my teeth. This was it—the real final battle.
"Euaaaa!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Euaaaaang! Aaaaang!"
I ravaged her pussy that was trying to pulverize my dick, stabbing wildly!
Yoo-jung flailed her legs, kicking and thrashing. I ignored it all and kept slamming away!
And then.
"Aaaaaaaak!"
Sploooosh! Sploooaaash!
Her pussy, which had been gripping like it would crush me any second, suddenly gaped wide—and pussy juice exploded out in a massive squirt.
"Huaaa! Huuuuaa…!"
Yoo-jung collapsed with a dazed, mind-blank expression.
But not yet. Not fucking yet.
Even through that intense stimulation, I held back my load. I'd creampied her plenty already. This time….
"Both of you, faces here!"
They got it instantly. Yoo-jung grunted and dragged her face to my cock, mouth wide open. Hye-rim, a bit hesitant at first, saw her and scooted over, gaping her mouth too.
Aiming at them, I grabbed my dick, shook it, and…!
"Aa. Aaaa. Fuuuuck!"
Spurt. Spuuuurt.
Cum blasted out. Right onto Yoo-jung and Hye-rim's faces. Into their mouths.
One blast for Yoo-jung, one for Hye-rim. Then I just let the rest fly wherever.
But before I could blink, Yoo-jung—who'd been licking her lips—pounced and started sucking my cock clean.
"Ah, unni!"
While a late Hye-rim cried out, Yoo-jung slurped up every drop, then opened her mouth wide to show the cum pooling inside—ahhhh—before locking lips with Hye-rim in a deep kiss.
"Mmph! Mmmph! Mmm…."
They made out, swapping my cum between them. Meanwhile, I shook my dick again, it got hard once more, and seeing the last drops leaking out, Hye-rim lunged in.
Choooomp. Choooooomp.
She sucked out the very last drop from my balls, then kissed Yoo-jung again, sharing and swallowing another load.
Watching them, I muttered, "Ah, I really can't anymore."
And flopped straight onto the bed.
Lying there on the bed, Yoo-jung and Hye-rim snuggled up, using my arms as pillows.
"Was it good?"
"Haa. Too good. I really thought I was gonna die."
"You two seem awfully chipper for near-death experience survivors, though? Hehehe."
"How was I?"
"Hye-rim, you've improved a ton. Pussy's still as tight and chewy as the first time, but your technique's impressive now."
"Heehee. All that practice paid off."
The two burrowed into my chest. I let out a sigh, stroking their heads—and right then, I could see the numbers floating above them. Smaller now than when we first met, down by one each.
Staring at them, I mumbled, "Even if the numbers go down, we can still do it again, right?"
Yoo-jung nodded. "We've got about 2-3 months before we check into the facility. Anytime before then."
"What about after? Can't do it in the facility?"
"Nope, no men allowed in there."
"Why? Men can't enter?"
Yoo-jung tilted her head at my question. "From what I know, they used to let men in, but after a few guys went in and vanished—couldn't resist the helpers seducing them or whatever—they banned men."
"…Yeah, that tracks completely."
I nodded at the perfectly reasonable explanation. But looking at them a bit wistfully…
"I've still got a ton of numbers left, you know? Don't think you can run off after just knocking one down."
"I haven't landed a job yet either. You've gotta take responsibility till then."
They both stared at me, saying that. Then…
"Wait. Thinking about it, we're the ones leaving? Shouldn't we be the ones hoping you don't forget us?"
"No way! You can't forget me and unni!"
They playfully nipped at my nipples with their teeth, and I burst out laughing.
"Alright, time to really sleep."
And with that, our motel 2-on-1 fuckfest came to an end. Promising more next time, we crashed hard.
A few days had passed since the motel romp with Yoo-jung and Hye-rim.
Nothing much had changed. They were prepping stuff for the state facility, but still dropping by regularly for sex. I kept up my convenience store shifts, living the same old routine.
If I had to pick one difference…
"Did my cumshots get bigger?"
The day after fucking both of them, it felt like something inside me had stretched out with a pop. Like in an eroge, my ejaculation energy bar gained an extra slot or something.
And besides that…
"No interest in night shifts?"
The Convenience Store Manager was eyeing me like she'd found a "dedicated part-timer!" and getting bolder about tempting me into nights.
She used to whine about how tough nights were, but suddenly went quiet and started pitching them to me.
"Night pay bumps the hourly rate sky-high. 200,000 won a shift!"
"200,000?"
"Yeah! Wanna try?"
"Isn't it hard?"
"Hard? Nah! Deliveries come in the morning!"
And yeah, even the mightiest tree falls to the persistent axe. Her sales pitch was wearing me down bit by bit.
"I'll give it a shot."
"Huh? For real?!"
"Yeah. Hand me the night shift, and I'll work hard!"
"Great! Come to the store at 8 PM. I'll be waiting!"
8 PM. I headed to the convenience store, and there was the Manager with her black short bob haircut greeting me.
"Here for the shift?"
"Yep!"
She nodded at my enthusiastic reply and ran down the precautions.
"Nights have way less work, but more asshole customers—especially once they spot a male clerk. Watch your back."
"Got it."
("…Maybe I'm one of those assholes, heh.")
"Pardon? Didn't catch that, Manager."
"Nothing. Just double-checking what I needed to say. Oh, and like I mentioned, no deliveries at night, so don't worry about that."
With that, the Manager vanished after briefing me.
"Chair time it is."
I plopped into the chair, waiting for customers.
Ding~
"Cigarettes."
"Here ya go!"
…
"One coffee."
"That's paid!"
…
"Some snacks."
"Here!"
…
Customers trickled in even more sporadically than during evenings. Plenty of time to lounge in the chair.
Time dragged on into the dead of night, store empty. Idly sitting there, I spotted a weird note under the counter.
Night Shift Warning!
This is a tearful tip left by the part-timer before you who worked nights.
Deep into the night, the Convenience Store Barabari Coat Woman appears! She'll come up and hit you with random questions—don't ignore her, answer no matter what!
If you blow her off or play dumb…
She'll spam complaints till the Manager fires you out of frustration….
"What the hell is this?"
I tilted my head at the bizarre note—right as ding~
"…Huh?"
Clack, clack.
Short bob haircut. Face half-hidden by a disposable mask. Reeking of suspicion in a Barabari coat.
And peeking from under that coat—heavy, jiggling tits.
The woman leaned over the counter, breathing raggedly, and asked me:
"Red condoms, two—better? Or one blue condom—better~?"
She leaned so far over the counter it seemed like she'd topple right over, huffing heavily through her mask as she asked her question—the Barabari Coat Woman.
I stared at the short black-bobbed woman in shock, then suddenly remembered that note.
'Answer her questions… But does it matter what I pick?'
I didn't agonize long. Couldn't risk losing this gig over it, so I answered quick.
"Red condoms are better."
"Oh~ Really~?"
She giggled and nodded at my reply.
I thought that was it—but no.
"Then~ I guess I should give you some~."
And whoosh!
"Whoa!"
She flung her coat wide open.
Full voluptuous nudity. Well, not quite nude—string lingerie that was more straps than coverage.
And the bits the straps missed—like nipples and pussy—were…
"R-Red condoms?"
Red condoms on her nipples. A blue one dangling in front of her pussy, barely covering.
I panicked at the barely-there coverage, but she shoved her tits forward.
"Two red condoms~ Take 'em~."
Gulp.
Should I…? Could I…?
"Hurry~."
Not much hesitation. She was offering—how could I say no?
"Ahng~."
I peeled the condom off her right tit, and it jiggled heavily.
"Hurry~ The other one too~."
"Hold on."
This time, I went for it—reached out properly and grabbed her whole tit.
"Ahng~."
Too big for one hand. I kneaded it hard—squeeze, squish—then yanked the condom free.
"Ahhuuung~."
She moaned, then shook her tits right in my face like a show-off.
Jiggle, jiggle.
No condoms left, nipples fully exposed, bouncing freely.
After flaunting them shamelessly, she wrapped her coat closed again.
"Good answer~ I'll come again~."
With those words, ding~—she slipped out the door.