The Inverted Sky
Yoo Ra cheered inwardly. Finally, my chance has come.
Truth be told, she’d been itching to crush Lee Ha-neul beneath her ever since the girl climaxed and passed out. It made sense. Lee Ha-neul was the kind of woman no one could ignore. With her soft, mid-length beige hair, delicate yet striking features, and that naturally innocent face, she drew eyes wherever she went. Though shorter and smaller-chested than Yoo Ra, her figure still had enough volume to make men weak. She was the sort of girl who would make any woman wary if she lingered around the man she liked—and that was exactly why she had rubbed Yoo Ra the wrong way from the very first drinking party.
Still, Lee Ha-neul had seemed uninterested in men and painfully shy, so Yoo Ra hadn’t bothered to dwell on it. Until, during the recreation games, she saw the girl playfully teasing Jang Hansol. That was when Yoo Ra understood everything in an instant.
That bastard Jang Hansol. So the girl he’s been working on was Lee Ha-neul all along…!
There was no mistaking it. The way he summoned her to his place every two days like clockwork. The fact that a man whose libido could explode at any moment hadn’t come looking for Yoo Ra every single day. Even the faint traces of another woman’s perfume lingering throughout his apartment had told her everything. Of course she had been furious, but she never showed it. She knew this wasn’t cheating in the usual sense. It was simply inevitable.
I’m not even dating Jang Hansol officially. He’s got a great body, a handsome face, he’s amazing in bed, he’s capable, and he’s loaded… Of course a guy like that wouldn’t settle for just one woman. I knew that from the start. He made it clear he wasn’t looking for a girlfriend.
Jang Hansol was the kind of man any woman would covet. Yoo Ra had already accepted that he wouldn’t fixate on a single person. Even though she had been rude to him from their very first meeting, he still called for her often. That alone was something to be grateful for. So while the thought left a bitter taste, she had endured it—though she fully intended to make him pay for keeping it secret. Whether that meant dragging him around all day or wringing him dry in bed was up to her.
It’s annoying, but… I’m still the main wife. I can tolerate him fooling around with a few other girls.
She was confident she came first and received the most of his attention. After all, who was Yoo Ra? Born into an ordinary family that was neither rich nor poor, she had been strikingly beautiful since childhood and only grew more so. Few women could match her looks. Keeping the position of main wife should have been effortless.
Except for one person.
Lee Ha-neul, who was now panting right beside her.
Her skin is annoyingly perfect, and she’s cute and innocent-looking… Plus she knows how to act coy and submissive, completely different from me. No wonder Jang Hansol dotes on her.
Pressed close together, Lee Ha-neul’s breasts kept brushing against Yoo Ra’s body. Curious, she reached out and touched them. They were firm yet soft—youthful and tempting enough that even another woman found herself wanting to keep squeezing.
That face and those breasts are cheating! It pisses me off. I thought no woman could compare to me, but she just had to be born cute and well-endowed…
Yoo Ra had a gut feeling. The main wife position might actually slip away to Lee Ha-neul. Jang Hansol was ruthless when he wanted to be. Who knew if he would snatch back the anal plug he had gifted her and give it to Lee Ha-neul instead? To Yoo Ra, that plug had become a symbol of her status as the primary woman. She couldn’t let it be taken.
I may not be his one and only, but I refuse to lose even the first-place spot.
With that resolve, she came up with a brilliant idea. She would attack Lee Ha-neul herself.
“I’ll help make Lee Ha-neul climax too. There’s no rule saying you have to be the one to decide the ranking, right?”
She didn’t want to leave her position entirely to Jang Hansol’s judgment. If possible, she wanted to personally dominate Lee Ha-neul and claim the top spot with her own hands.
“W-wait a second…! You can’t just do that! If you suddenly join in like this…”
Lee Ha-neul protested the sudden intrusion, but Yoo Ra knew something the younger girl didn’t. Having spent so much time with Jang Hansol, she understood exactly what kind of man he was. He didn’t care who won this little contest. He simply enjoyed watching the two of them compete. If they offered him something even more entertaining, he would gladly allow it.
“Oh? Sounds good. This is gonna get filthy as hell, isn’t it?”
He agreed to help. Once sex was involved, his personality turned rough, but he wasn’t the type to be prudish about it.
“H-Hansol oppa…? This is a match I’m definitely going to win…”
“A guaranteed win? What the hell are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“Huh…?”
While Lee Ha-neul had been unconscious, Jang Hansol had clearly spun some snake-tongued lie to confuse her. The girl was still too naïve to see through it. Jang Hansol loved nothing more than planting misunderstandings and then watching people flail. Yoo Ra had fallen for it plenty of times herself.
With permission granted, Yoo Ra climbed on top of Lee Ha-neul, positioning them in a 69. Right in front of her eyes was Lee Ha-neul’s pussy, still being pounded by Jang Hansol’s cock. It was the first time she had ever seen another woman’s genitals up close.
So this is what it looks like when they’re connected… It’s pitiful how wide it’s stretched, but also strangely erotic. No wonder men go crazy trying to fuck women.
Just watching gave her the feeling of dominating the girl. If even another woman felt that way, how much stronger must it be for the man actually thrusting inside?
Looking at it like this… I kind of want to lick it.
Yoo Ra lowered her head without thinking and tasted Lee Ha-neul. Sweet with a hint of saltiness—yet laced with an arousing, feminine flavor.
Why don’t I hate this…?
She should have felt disgusted. Licking another woman’s pussy? But when she actually did it…
…It’s not bad.
Lee Ha-neul trembled in response to her movements, her juices flowing freely. All of it was strangely satisfying.
This is fun… Hehe.
An odd sense of anticipation and excitement washed over her, as if she had discovered a new toy. The feeling of dominating Lee Ha-neul was intoxicating.
So this is what Jang Hansol feels every time he’s with us…
It wasn’t about being dominated by a man. It was about dominating a woman—and that, too, brought its own pleasure.
“M-move…! Get off me…!”
Lee Ha-neul seemed to be reaching her limit, desperately pushing at Yoo Ra’s thighs with what little strength she had left. It was a futile struggle.
Seeing her squirm like this… She’s actually pretty cute.
Yoo Ra grinned. The sight only fueled her desire to dominate. It felt as if she had become Jang Hansol herself. Before long, Lee Ha-neul’s clit had swollen into a plump little nub from Yoo Ra’s relentless tongue work. Deciding it was time to claim her prize, Yoo Ra pinched it exactly the way Jang Hansol always did to her.
—Pshhhhhhh…!!
“Ahnngh…♥”
A powerful gush erupted from beneath Lee Ha-neul.
I came just like this too. It’s only fair I make her do the same.
Of course, it wasn’t fair at all. Yoo Ra had only ever been on the receiving end with Jang Hansol, whereas Lee Ha-neul had just been double-teamed and pushed over the edge by another woman pinching her clit.
Yoo Ra glanced back. Lee Ha-neul’s face was flushed with shame, her eyes glistening as she glared up at her.
“Wow…”
Even Jang Hansol looked surprised, having pulled out at some point to stare at them with wide eyes. Satisfied, Yoo Ra moved up to straddle Lee Ha-neul’s head, forcing the girl’s legs wide apart with both hands. It was as if she were a victor mocking her defeated opponent, proudly displaying Lee Ha-neul’s shameful climax to Jang Hansol.
“Kyaa! Y-Yoo Ra sunbae…? What are you doing?! How dare you spread my legs without permission…”
“Oh, shut it. You’ve already been stepped on by me. You liked it when I licked you, didn’t you? You wouldn’t stop squirting.”
“Ugh…”
“Jang Hansol, how’s this? Pretty entertaining, right?”
“Pfft. Hahaha.”
Jang Hansol suddenly burst out laughing. Yoo Ra smiled the smile of a victor. She had pleased him.