Pull Out Right Now
"S-stop it!"
Jinhui cried out. Her eyes, visible between the fingers covering her face, were wide with shock as they stared at Ayeong. Before her mouth could even close, I thrust my hips upward sharply.
Schlop.
"Hngh...!"
Her protesting voice broke off as a gasp burst from her throat. The moment I drove deep inside her, her back pressed flush against my chest and her legs began to tremble. She no longer had the composure to speak.
Schlop, schlop.
Jinhui's moans filled the master bedroom. Ayeong lay on the bed, watching the scene unfold right before her eyes. Every time my cock slid in and out of Jinhui, a wet, squelching sound echoed, and Jinhui's thighs quivered as clear fluid pushed out from where we were joined. Ayeong's gaze remained fixed there, unable to look away.
"You're watching, aren't you? Hngh..."
"Haa... ngh."
Jinhui barely managed to speak. The shame of being seen by Ayeong made her inner walls clench even tighter around me.
"Ayeong."
"Y-yes!"
When I called her name, Ayeong flinched and lifted her head. She'd been staring blankly in our direction, and the moment she realized she'd been caught, her face flushed bright red.
"Come and suck it for me."
"Ah..."
Ayeong's eyes wavered. She glanced once at where we were joined, then at my face.
"N-no... you can't."
Jinhui gasped. I grabbed her legs and spread them wider, as if to silence her, and pushed even deeper.
Thrust!
"Hngh...!"
When the tip pressed against her deepest spot, Jinhui's body convulsed violently. Her eyes lost focus, her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. Another orgasm had crashed over her while her thighs continued to shake. Clear nectar flowed down between her trembling legs.
"Hurry."
Ayeong hesitated for a moment before slowly rising. She crawled across the bed on her knees and lowered herself in front of where Jinhui and I were connected.
"Hngh... Eonni... please... no... ahng!"
The word eonni slipped from Jinhui's lips. Her voice trembled with desperate pleading. The moment Ayeong's breath touched their joined bodies, Jinhui's inner walls twitched and tightened another degree.
"Hngh..."
Ayeong extended her tongue. She slowly licked up the length of my shaft until she reached Jinhui's pussy. The instant the tip of her tongue brushed Jinhui's clit—
"Ungh...! Hah...!"
Jinhui's hips jerked upward as a powerful gush of nectar sprayed out. It splashed across Ayeong's chin and lips. Ayeong took it all in, using her lips and tongue to stimulate Jinhui's clit. At the same time, I thrust even deeper.
Schlop, schlop-schlop-schlop.
"N-no... stop, ngh... hngh."
"Ahng, it feels so good... no... stop..."
Jinhui no longer knew what she was saying. The words stop and feels good tumbled out in a confused jumble. Between Ayeong's tongue licking from above and my cock plunging inside, Jinhui's eyes rolled back halfway as a beastly cry tore from her throat.
"Haaah...! Haang...!"
I pushed all the way in, pressing the tip firmly against her cervix.
Spurt.
"Huuuuaangh... ah...!"
Jinhui's belly convulsed as her inner walls squeezed my spurting cock like a vice. Even after filling her completely, thick white semen overflowed from the gap between us. Ayeong didn't miss a single drop, licking and swallowing everything that leaked out.
Gulp.
I laid the completely spent Jinhui down on the bed. Her half-lidded eyes had lost all focus. She could only breathe in ragged gasps, unable to move even a fingertip. Semen slowly trickled from her spread folds, leaving a stain on the sheets.
Ayeong knelt with her legs folded beneath her, looking down at the sight. Her expression as she watched the white fluid flowing from Jinhui's pussy was strangely captivating. She wiped what remained on her lips with the back of her hand and caught her breath.
I grabbed Ayeong's hand and pulled her into my arms. Bringing my lips close to her ear, I whispered.
"Should we go one more time?"
"Mmm..."
With her answer, Ayeong's arms wrapped around my neck.
Damn, I'm tired.
Fucking two women at once is no easy task. I lay on the bed with both of them nestled in my arms, catching my breath. Ayeong on my left, Jinhui on my right. Every time I stroked their backs, both of them would flinch, but neither tried to pull away.
Their necks and breasts were covered in bite marks and red hickeys from how hard I'd sucked and bitten them. For their first time together like this, they seemed to have enjoyed it quite thoroughly.
Ayeong opened her eyes halfway. Her sleepy gaze found me, and the corners of her lips curved into a gentle smile.
"Are you awake now?"
"Yeah."
She answered softly and buried her cheek deeper into my chest.
When I looked at Jinhui, her eyes were still tightly shut. I reached down and gave her ass a light smack.
Slap.
"Hngh!"
Her eyelids flew open as she glared at me. She even shifted her hips away, as if expecting another spank. But when her gaze shifted to the side, her expression changed completely. Ayeong was watching us with a soft smile. Jinhui quickly turned her head the other way. The tips of her ears burned red.
"Since when did you decide to call her that?"
"...Call her what?"
"You called her eonni."
Jinhui's shoulders stiffened. It seemed the word she'd unconsciously let slip in the heat of climax had only now come back to her. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but no answer came out.
"I told her to call me that."
Ayeong spoke first. There was no playfulness in her face as she rested her chin on my chest and looked at Jinhui.
"You did, Ayeong?"
"Yes. It's my first time having a little sister too."
"...I-It's my first time having an eonni as well."
Her voice grew smaller at the end. The woman who had only ever taken care of her younger sibling now had an older sister for the first time. She probably never imagined it would happen in a relationship like this.
"Hey, why are you still using formal speech with your eonni?"
Jinhui pinched my side and grumbled.
"Ow."
"I told her to do that too."
Ayeong answered again. Jinhui's lips pursed into a pout.
"Then... you should speak casually with me too."
"Why? You want me to use informal speech with you?"
I asked. Jinhui averted her eyes.
"...Fine. If that's what you want, I'll do it."
When I agreed so readily, Jinhui froze for a beat. She'd been preparing for a fight, but now that I'd raised the white flag first, she seemed at a loss for words. Still, true to her personality, she couldn't resist getting in one last word.
"B-but... not at school!"
"Only when it's just the two of us."
"...Hmph."
She lightly thumped my chest. There was no real strength behind her fist. Ayeong watched the scene with her chin propped on her hand, her lips curved in amusement.
With both women tucked against my sides, I stared up at the ceiling.
"It's too narrow. We need to buy a bigger bed. Let's go pick one out next time."
"Okay."
Ayeong's short reply rose from my chest. Instead of answering, Jinhui pressed her forehead against my side.
Our body heat mingled as our breathing gradually slowed. Ayeong's hand rested gently on my stomach, and Jinhui's fingers remained curled around my arm. Their breathing overlapped, quietly settling into sleep.
When I opened my eyes, the spot beside me was empty. The sound of plates clinking came from the kitchen. Ayeong must have gotten up already. Jinhui was still using my arm as a pillow, her lashes fluttering faintly as she hovered on the edge of waking.
When I stepped into the living room, sandwiches were arranged on plates on the dining table, and Ayeong was setting down the final dish while wearing an apron.
"You should've slept a little longer. You must be tired."
"It's just breakfast, so I didn't make much."
Even if it was a simple meal, there was something comforting about eating food someone else had prepared before heading out. I felt that way, and I'm sure Jinhui did too. After living alone, she probably hadn't bothered with proper breakfasts in a long time.
A short while later, Jinhui emerged, having roughly swept her hair up. When she saw the plates on the table, her steps faltered for a moment. Her lips moved silently before she finally managed to speak.
"...Thank you."
It was a small voice, but Ayeong's lips curved into a smile.
After we finished eating, we headed to the front door. As I put on my shoes, Ayeong came over and wrapped her arms around my neck. Our lips met lightly before parting.
"Have a safe day."
Beside her, Jinhui was looking away. Even after everything we'd done last night, it seemed she felt awkward now that morning had come.
"I should've fucked you once in the morning before leaving, like usual."
Jinhui quickly cut me off.
"...No. If you wanted that, you should've woken up earlier."
"Then should I wake up early next time and do it before we go?"
"...D-do we have to?"
When Jinhui answered my suggestion in a flustered mumble, Ayeong smiled and said,
"Have a good day too, Jinhui."
"...Yes."
Jinhui's small reply was accompanied by another blush that reached her ears.
I dropped Jinhui off in the passenger seat and pulled into the school parking lot. The moment the car stopped, Jinhui hurriedly opened the door and got out. She glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then quickly turned back.
"I'm going first."
"Why are you in such a rush?"
"Someone might see us. I'm a teacher and you're a student."
Without saying anything, I simply leaned my face toward the departing Jinhui. Her feet stopped. After a moment of hesitation, she leaned back into the car and our lips met. It was short and quick. A stolen kiss, like a thief in the night.
"Haa..."
She took a breath, her face still flushed, then turned away and muttered,
"I'm going."
Her back retreated quickly. Her steps were almost closer to running.
I reclined the seat and closed my eyes. There was still time before first period. I decided to take a leisurely nap before heading to class at a relaxed pace.
When I entered the classroom, Yejin was already sitting at her desk. I sat beside her and poked her back with my finger.
"Hek!"
She made that weird sound again and turned around. When she saw it was me, the startled look on her face melted away.
"Oh... you're here?"
"Did you get home safely?"
"Y-yeah."
Unlike her usual dazed and timid appearance, her cheeks were slightly flushed and her hair looked like she'd barely bothered to fix it.
A grin spread across my face.
"Were you with Uchan last night?"
"Ehh?!"
She nearly fell backward in her chair.
"W-why would I be?!"
"Why are you so surprised?"
"N-no, it's just... you said it so suddenly."
Her gaze dropped to the desk. Behind her glasses, her eyes darted around nervously.
"You're both adults now. It's not that strange."
"..."
The way she couldn't even speak and her ears turned red all the way to the tips told me everything I needed to know. I stood up and tossed out,
"I should go check on Uchan."
"Ah... I'll... I'll come too."
After hesitating, she got up from her chair and followed me. Her footsteps trailed half a step behind, quick and light.
When we entered Uchan's classroom, he was slumped over his desk. A pen lay on top of his open textbook, but not a single word had been written. It was obvious he was pretending to study but couldn't focus at all.
I sat down across from him. He lifted his head with a who-is-it look, then recognized me. He opened his mouth to greet me, but his gaze shifted to my side. When he saw Yejin standing there awkwardly behind me, his face turned bright red in an instant.
"You did it. You totally did it."
The moment I muttered that, both of them flushed so hard they looked like they might explode. Uchan buried his face in his book while Yejin pretended to adjust her glasses as she stared at the ceiling. It was painfully obvious that the two of them had spent the night together.
I leaned toward Uchan and whispered,
"Make sure you use protection. I'm not ready to be a grandfather yet."
Uchan's head drooped until his neck was completely red.
"Use that card I gave you before for your dates."
"Th-thanks."
I left the two of them flustered and clueless and walked out of the classroom. A chuckle escaped me in the hallway. They'd figure it out on their own.
On my way back to class, I spotted Jinhui at the end of the corridor. A male teacher was standing close beside her, talking about something. The corners of her mouth were turned down. Even from here, I could tell she was holding back her irritation. The male teacher, oblivious, kept smiling and chattering away.
I enjoyed the scene for a moment before walking over.
"Miss Jinhui. I need to talk to you about something."
Her head turned. The moment she saw me, relief flashed in her eyes.
"Ah, Jinho."
She quickly grabbed my arm. Before the flustered male teacher could say anything, she turned away.
"I'm sorry, I have a student consultation."
She left the male teacher behind and strode down the hallway, pulling me along by the arm. Even as we passed between students, she didn't let go.
When we turned the corner into an empty hallway, Jinhui let out a long sigh.
"Haa... thank you."
"Does that teacher bother you often?"
"Every day. He pulls that shit at least once a day."
Her voice was laced with annoyance. The hand that had been holding my arm finally dropped as she took a step back. The way she scanned our surroundings was exactly like when she'd gotten out of the car in the parking lot.
"If you're thankful, you should show some gratitude."
"Isn't that what a girlfriend is supposed to do for her boyfriend?"
At my request, Jinhui's lips formed a pout.
"Who was the one who drew a clear line saying we had to maintain a proper teacher-student relationship at school?"
"We're alone right now!"
"Then pull out right now."
At my demand, Jinhui made a dumbfounded face even as she glanced around to check if it was safe. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
