Naughty...
"Heehee... Be quiet, everyone."
Mio-chan. Ishikawa Mio lowered her footsteps and motioned to the friends trailing behind her in front of Lee Yeoreum’s house.
"Honestly, you have to give Mio-chan credit for being such a little troublemaker."
Shin Nara snorted and kept pace beside her.
"But seriously, is that guy really coming too?"
CheeseCat. At Lee Eunji’s question, Shin Nara shrugged.
Since he’d said he was coming if they called, wouldn’t he show up?
"But what exactly is their relationship? Just fuck buddies?"
"Probably. She said they’re not dating."
Even though the post had been deleted less than a minute after it went up, no one had failed to be shocked when they saw the picture of his cock.
Its length, thickness, and sheer hardness—all of it was unlike anything they’d ever seen before.
"Honestly, Mio was the most aggressive about it, wasn’t she?"
"I was just curious! You guys said you were curious too, even though you’ve got boyfriends!" Mio pouted.
At that, the other two turned their heads away and scratched their hair awkwardly. After all, they had definitely egged her on from the sidelines when Mio said she wanted to see it.
"Didn’t you say he was pretty handsome?"
"And that he had a solid body and good proportions? His face was just... nicely attractive, right?"
"Handsome, good proportions, great body, and a thick cock. Then he’s what, top one percent? And if he’s rich too, then top 0.1 percent."
How could they not be interested in a man like that? Not even to seduce him—just from curiosity alone.
"What about his height?"
"I still have the card key I took earlier! I bet Yeoreum’s already forgotten she gave this to me."
With a sly grin, Mio pulled the door card key from her pocket.
"But why go out of our way to surprise her?"
"Because surprises are surprises! Besides, before we meet that guy tonight, don’t you think we’ve got plenty to talk about among ourselves? And she’s live right now, so if we sneak in and surprise them, then... you know."
She trailed off, but no one needed the rest spelled out. Even a little joint stream like this was important for building image and strengthening relationships.
"She just switched the screen for a second? Must’ve gone to the bathroom or something."
At Shin Nara’s words, Mio tapped the card key against the lock and swung the door wide open.
"Yo~ Yeoreum~ We’re heeere~"
CheeseCat shouted in keeping with the surprise and stepped into the house.
"Kyaaah—!"
At the same time, Mio rushed forward to spring the surprise, only to catch sight of the scene in front of her—and she let out a scream, losing her words completely.
Bvrrt—!
Yeoreum had been caught off guard by the sudden arrival of her friends and tried to pull his cock out, but at the same time, she couldn’t bring herself to let Song Hoon’s cum spill from her mouth, so she ended up doing neither, gulping it down again and again instead.
"Ye... Yeoreum-chan... naughty..."
Was there anything lewder than this? They were all friends who already talked dirty and shared explicit pictures with each other all the time, but that was one thing.
Actually witnessing that friend sucking a man’s cock—an enormous one at that—and swallowing his cum, gulp after gulp, was on a whole other level.
Bang—!
For a few seconds, everyone stood frozen, unable to say a word.
Shin Nara, who had come in a beat late and finally realized what was happening, slammed the door shut.
"W-what the hell are you guys doing! How...!"
After swallowing the last of it, Lee Yeoreum didn’t know how to handle the absurd situation. She floundered between Song Hoon and her friends, half-panicked, while the semen she hadn’t managed to deal with yet dripped from her mouth onto the floor.
"N-no, wait, it’s not like that. This is—"
"Mio said to make it a surprise!"
"I... I never imagined this either! S-sorry!"
Song Hoon was just as dumbfounded, but instead of being annoyed, he thought this was turning out nicely.
I was wondering how I was supposed to hook them.
Pheromone Perfume (Stage 2): 20 DP.
Keeping his composure, he bought the Stage 2 pheromone perfume. At the very least, once they’d seen his cock, there was no way the thought of sex would be leaving their heads anytime soon.
He had to fan those flames.
He tucked himself back in and zipped up, but there was no hiding the size of that cock once it was trying to push against the fabric, so he adjusted it as best he could and stood up.
"Those are Yeoreum’s friends?"
"Agh—ah, hello!"
"Come on in. Yeoreum should go wash her mouth out first."
He patted Yeoreum on the shoulder and sent her toward the bathroom. In that impossibly awkward atmosphere, the three friends shuffled into the house as well.
"U-um... hello."
They stepped inside with the strange feeling that they’d come to a friend’s place, only to somehow feel like they’d entered a stranger’s home.
All three of them were beet red, and none of them could quite look Song Hoon in the eye, their gazes drifting around instead.
"I thought you were going to finish streaming and meet us around dinner time."
"W-well..."
"We were trying to surprise you..."
There were three friends in total.
"Are all three of you streamers?"
"Yup. This one’s Mio, I’m CheeseCat, and this is Shin Nara."
The one who drew the eye most of all was that streamer called Mio.
For one thing, she absolutely wasn’t Korean. She had the feel of a mixed-race girl who’d inherited the best of both America and Japan.
Her plain, gentle-looking face stood out, along with her distinctly foreign features.
She looked to be about 165 centimeters tall, yet for all her slenderness, she had a voluptuous figure and contradictory breasts. At least E-cup, maybe more.
Definitely A-grade. No question.
The other two weren’t lacking in face or body either. Just from the vibe, they looked like they had to be at least B-grade.
It was only because Mio’s presence was so overwhelming.
For several minutes, while they searched for the right words and stammered through Song Hoon’s questions—
"Y-you guys!"
Lee Yeoreum, her face still blazing red, burst out of the bathroom.
And in an instant, the other three brightened.
She must’ve been a little embarrassed.
"Y-Yeoreum... Yeoreum."
Mio clung to Lee Yeoreum.
"You guys...!"
"Hee... I saw it. I’ve never seen Yeoreum looking that lewd before."
Once there was someone they knew in the room, the atmosphere loosened up.
When Shin Nara curled her fingers and made a motion like she was sucking something,
Thwack—
Lee Yeoreum’s fist slammed into Shin Nara’s side.
"Kuh-!"
That was real. She was actually gasping for breath, wasn’t she?
"Seriously. Seriously!"
Lee Yeoreum was convinced that if shame could kill, she’d already have died over a dozen times by now.
No matter how close they were, and no matter how much dirty talk they shared, that was still just talk.
This wasn’t just kissing or groping anymore. They had walked in on her gulping down semen in the rawest possible way.
"S-sorry! Ah! Sorry! I really didn’t think it would end up like this!"
"I know, I know—b-but still! Stillll! Aaaahhh!"
She couldn’t bring herself to say, out loud, that this was so humiliating she felt like she was going to die of embarrassment, so she could only scream.
"Okay, okay... for now, shouldn’t we finish the broadcast?"
"Ah! Right!"
Startled, Lee Yeoreum hurriedly opened the soundproof booth and rushed inside. She’d only said she was taking a short break, but it had already been more than ten minutes.
"And your friends should probably go in and help, too. Vanishing from the stream for ten minutes isn’t exactly normal, is it?"
"Y-yes..."
The chat was already in an uproar, apparently having heard that scream through the soundproof booth wall.
"Ack—sorry!"
The booth door opened and Lee Yeoreum hurried back in.
- She’s back!
- Unnie, what happened?
- What was that scream? Nothing bad happened, right?
- What was that scream?
Concerned messages flooded in, and Yeoreum’s face went bright red at the memory of what had just happened.
"It’s not like that—"
"We’re here, everyone~ Surprise~"
Because their talk was often spicy and their game skills were equally fiery, viewers had jokingly started calling them the Fire Chicken Girls, and the nickname had stuck as an official moniker.
"No, we snuck over here to surprise her~"
"I was drinking water, choked on it, got startled, and then it was total chaos. I was screaming my head off~"
"We were planning to have dinner together after the stream~"
Maybe because of the lighting, nobody seemed to notice that their faces were all rather red overall.
"So we all freaked out and thought someone was about to throw up."
"Nooo! Who wouldn’t be shocked if you barged in like that all of a sudden?"
As expected of people who’d been streaming for at least three years, they flipped the mood in an instant and carried the conversation forward as though nothing had happened.
And yet—
Big... I wonder what she’s like in bed.
That was sexy. Seriously sexy... Would I look that sexy when I give my boyfriend head too?
I think it was way bigger than my boyfriend’s...
Damn... embarrassing. Embarrassing. Embarrassing.
Though they’d all gone through the same situation, what each of them thought inside the soundproof booth was both the same and different.
One thing was certain: all of them had that scene burned into their heads—the size of Song Hoon’s cock, and Lee Yeoreum swallowing his cum.
Whether it was because of the Stage 2 pheromone perfume or not, that vivid memory kept circling endlessly through their minds.
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