Flower 1
Late at night, after getting off work, Park Sora took out her "winning" lingerie for the first time in a while. After a thorough shower, she applied light makeup and even sprayed on the perfume she knew men liked best.
"Perfect."
She nodded at her reflection, satisfied. See? I've still got it.
Filled with confidence, she approached her husband, who was lying in bed fiddling with his phone.
"Hanseok, is Yeon asleep?"
"Yeah."
"Then... how about it? It's been a while."
Kim Hanseok shifted his gaze from his phone to glance at Park Sora. His eyes swept over his wife from top to bottom, and he waved a hand as if she were a nuisance.
"Forget it, I'm tired. Let's do it next time, next time."
"Next time when... come on? Just once~."
Even though she felt a deep sense of humiliation at being rejected, Park Sora clung to her husband. She pulled back her red negligee to reveal her breasts and whispered seductively.
"These are the breasts you like so much... are you really just going to sleep?"
"Ugh, seriously."
Kim Hanseok complained, then raised one hand.
Park Sora cheered internally. It worked!
But then.
SLAP!
"Eek!"
"Get lost. I told you I'm tired, so why do you keep pestering me?"
"W-what are you doing right now?"
Although Kim Hanseok’s hand had landed on her chest, it wasn't a tender or lustful touch; it was a rough, crude shove.
Park Sora clutched her chest in pain and glared at her husband, but the perpetrator showed no sign of remorse.
"That's what you get for being annoying."
"W-where are you going?!"
Kim Hanseok grabbed his blanket and pillow and headed out of the room.
"Keep it down. What are you going to do if the kid wakes up? Tsk... I'm sleeping in a separate room from today on, so keep that in mind. If Yeon asks, just make up an excuse."
SLAM!
Kim Hanseok, who had just told her to be quiet, slammed the door loud enough to shake the house. In that empty room, Park Sora wept helplessly.
I visited Evergreen Entertainment again, as usual. I felt refreshed because I’d had sex in the car with Francesca early this morning.
"Good morning, CEO. It's a beautiful day."
"Oh, yes."
I greeted Park Sora with that refreshed feeling, but her response was lackluster.
Is it because of what happened yesterday?
Francesca had said she’d taken care of it, but looking at her now, it must have been a bluff.
Park Sora walked past me, barely acknowledging my greeting. The skin under her eyes looked hollow and even a bit swollen.
"Francesca, you said you handled it well?"
"Yes."
"Then why is she like that?"
"I can guarantee it isn't because of that matter."
"...Is that so?"
Francesca’s gaze was fixed on Park Sora as she turned and entered her office. She looked expressionless as usual, but there was something strangely satisfied about her face.
I didn't know the reason, but I decided to trust her for now.
"Well then, there’s... nothing much to do today."
I went into my room and checked the checklist Francesca had prepared, but there wasn't really any work to do today. So, instead of work, should I start realizing the reason I came here in earnest?
"Francesca, did anything happen while you were fixing the lights yesterday?"
At Park Sora’s request, Francesca had gone to fix the lights in the practice room exclusively for Flower. My top priority target, Flower, had only had one encounter with me on the first day with Orchid, and other than greeting the other members in passing, I hadn't had much contact with them. So, I asked Francesca to gather some information.
"Based on what I have gathered, the members of Flower were engaging in lesbian play."
"What? You saw it yourself?"
"Not exactly, but you can consider this a result of my Succubus abilities."
"Really?"
It was hard to believe. Why would they do that?
"Are they doing it to relieve themselves because they can't have boyfriends as idols?"
"That appears to be the case. However, by nature, sexual desire is meant to be satisfied through the union of Yin and Yang. They may not have realized it themselves, but the more they mingle with each other, the greater their thirst will become. It is like drinking salt water when you are thirsty."
"Well, I think so too."
Lesbian play? That’s fine. But isn't it a bit empty without a cock in there?
"Operation: Cock Intrusion."
"...Excuse me?"
"Never mind. And? Anything else?"
Francesca racked her brain for a moment.
"The girl named Lily seemed to be a true lesbian, unlike the other members. She harbored sexual desire toward me."
"What? How dare she look at you, Francesca?"
I reached out and stroked Francesca’s leg, which was wrapped in black stockings. I liked the rough texture.
"Would you like a smata?"
"Hmm... later."
I stopped Francesca, who was about to bring her hand to my fully erect cock.
"Lily is a lesbian, and the other members are heterosexual... or at least bisexual. Lily, who is eyeing my woman... this is the perfect setup."
"What kind of setup are you referring to?"
"I'll turn the others into slaves to my cock, and then I'll fuck them right in front of Lily. How about that?"
"That is a brilliant plan. May I offer you a reward?"
Francesca’s hand went under her skirt, and with a rip!, she tore her stockings. Then she lifted her skirt to reveal her panties.
The crotch of the stockings was torn, but the underwear that should have been visible through the gap was missing.
"If I perform a smata in this state, the top of your cock will enjoy the softness of my labia, while the sides and bottom will enjoy the rough texture of the stockings."
"That really is a brilliant plan. Francesca, go ahead."
"It is my honor."
Flower’s practice room. Even though it was time to continue practicing after their orgy, they were still rubbing their pussies against each other.
All the members except Lily were vaguely realizing it. At first, rubbing for five minutes felt good, but now, even after an hour, they didn't feel much of a thrill.
Because of that, the time they spent enjoying their lesbian play was gradually getting longer, and naturally, their practice time was getting shorter.
Lily, oblivious to the atmosphere, was busy shaking her hips alone.
"Hey, doesn't the CEO look like she's in a bad mood today?"
"Yeah, yeah. That... what was his name? The landlord's son. She looked happy after he came, but why is she suddenly like that?"
Eventually, idle chatter flowed in the practice room where only desperate moans had been heard.
"By the way, isn't that guy really handsome?"
"Hehe, I liked that more than his face."
"What?"
"You know. The cock."
"Kyaaa!"
They were as bubbly as girls their age. They were busy rubbing pussies and sharing dirty jokes.
"Did you see it too? Is it real? It’s not like a prosthetic, right?"
"Hey, where in the world would you find a prosthetic that looks like that? And... I heard someone say it wasn't even fully erect."
"What? That’s his normal size? What kind of girl said that? Did she see it herself?"
"Not exactly, but I have a feeling it’s true. And isn't it hotter to think that way?"
Rose and Daisy chatted away while rubbing their pussies perfunctorily. Their interest was already fixed on Jihan.
Meanwhile, Orchid was dealing with Lily while listening to their conversation. Unlike the other two, she had seen it up close, so the memory came back in vivid detail. And every time she recalled that memory, her pussy became soaked, and her lower regions burned as if they were on fire.
Lily, thinking the reaction was all thanks to her, rubbed her hips even more excitedly.
"Unh... Orchid... does it feel good?"
"......."
Orchid was silent for a moment, wondering what on earth she was doing. Lily, taking the silence to mean she was too overwhelmed to answer, ended up climaxing alone.
Splurt!
Her pussy juice poured out so heavily it would have been a disaster if she were wearing clothes. Orchid took out a wet wipe with a hollow expression, and Lily said,
"Orchid, shall we wash up together?"
I didn't like the refreshed look on her face. When she shook her head slightly, Lily replied, "Okay!" and headed to the shower room inside the practice room.
Orchid watched Rose and Daisy, who were still rubbing their pussies, and said,
"Do you guys like that?"
"...Huh?"
"What's that?"
"What you're doing right now."
Orchid pointed to their joined pussies. Rose, who had a fiery personality, answered first.
"Who knows. It was hot at first, but now...? But I guess it's better than not doing it?"
Daisy, who was easily swayed by the atmosphere and playful, answered honestly too.
"When we actually do it, it's fine... but don't you feel a bit empty afterward?"
Rose clapped her hands at that answer.
"You too?"
"What, it wasn't just me? I thought you guys all loved it."
"It's not that I hate it. Lily loves it so much, so I just do it for her."
Orchid, who had been listening to their conversation, said,
"Then, are you going to keep doing it?"
"What else can we do? I'd go crazy if I didn't at least do this."
"Hey guys, that man. The landlord's son. Should we try to seduce him?"
"What? Hey, no men! Do you want to ruin your idol career?"
Rose scolded Daisy for her curious remark.
"I know! Who said I'd sleep with him? Or date him? I'm just saying we should play around. Honestly, don't you want to see his cock just once? Preferably erect. Is it really that big?"
"I bet my fallopian tubes it's huge. And even if it’s not—though that’s impossible—what if it’s small? With that face, everything is forgiven."
"Right? Should I say he's cute even though he's handsome? I want to tease him and mess with him..."
"Still... he's the landlord's son... isn't that a bit much?"
They were typical commoners who were bold when someone seemed beneath them, but cautious when dealing with someone above their station.
"That's true. And that secretary he brings around? She was really pretty too."
"Hehe, did you see yesterday? Lily was drooling when she saw that woman."
"But I think it would be nice to do it with her. Her tits are... wow!"
Orchid shook her head and waited for Lily to come out of the shower. A while later, after entering the shower room as if trading places with Lily, she scrubbed herself clean and headed to the recording studio.
"Oh, Ms. Orchid. It's been a while."
There stood the two men and women who had been the subject of their conversation until just moments ago.
