Voyeur Club 1
Jeongun’s hands moved with restless purpose as he closed up the café for the night.
Even as he washed and put away the cups, his fingers twitched with a nervous edge now and then.
“Hmm.”
Lee Suhee.
She was far more addictive than he had expected.
A man who had tried every kind of play and indulged himself to his heart’s content never imagined he would fall this hard for her.
Even the voyeur club he had long considered himself graduated from kept drifting back into his thoughts.
Suhee’s lewdness.
Especially the way her arousal spiked when other people were watching — that particular taste of hers lined up with his own almost perfectly.
She loved to show off. She loved being the center of attention.
He had coaxed any number of women into the voyeur club before, but Suhee, he suspected, would respond in a way that was something else entirely.
He set a washed cup down with a soft clink and sank back into thought.
Of course, she was an extremely free-spirited woman, unbound by anything. When she had sex with him she was wildly eager, melting as if she would give him everything — and yet there were days like today when she didn’t show her face at all.
Ordinarily he didn’t much care where a partner went rolling around, but with Suhee a faint jealousy kept pricking at him, and that was strange.
“What have you been up to?”
“Pardon?”
“Just wondering what you do when you don’t come by.”
“Mm… I don’t know.”
He tried striking up conversation with Suhee as she sat in the café, but she didn’t give him a straight answer.
The urge to monopolize her kept rising in him, and it felt odd.
“That voyeur club I mentioned before. Want to go?”
“Ah — that place?”
“What do you think?”
He cut straight to the point, but Suhee didn’t seem flustered.
Ever since the study session, she had been feeling things more keenly than ever. That a cock like Jeongun’s was hard to find anywhere else — and that watching other people have sex was intensely stimulating.
She could chalk it up to being taken by three men at once, but somehow that wasn’t quite it. More than the endless stretch of being used, it was the sheer fact of someone watching a cock drive into her from right beside her that had been so overwhelming.
“There’ll be… a lot of people, right?”
“There will.”
Jeongun didn’t miss the soft bob of Suhee’s throat as she swallowed.
“You’re already looking forward to it, aren’t you?”
“Uh… a little?”
Her honesty only pleased him more.
“You’ll probably love it, Suhee.”
“Mm… I’m sure I would… but it’s a little scary, too.”
“Ah — you don’t need to worry about that.”
Jeongun sat across from her and began to explain.
Ordinarily there was none of this. He simply brought a woman in and fucked her in front of everyone. That was all. To him the voyeur club had never been more than a means of showing off. Of course, taking a woman while she squirmed with shame was a massive turn-on in its own right. The point was, he had never explained things this carefully before taking someone there.
“First of all, if the host doesn’t give permission, no one else is allowed to lay a hand on the woman.”
“Mm.”
“Of course, you can play around wildly there if you want…”
Jeongun regarded Suhee steadily.
Honestly, he didn’t want anyone else’s hands on her.
“Well… I’ll leave it up to you.”
“Good.”
Strike while the iron is hot — once the subject was out, there was no reason to hesitate.
“Then shall we go tonight?”
“Tonight? Right away?”
“Yes. If it feels like too much once we’re there, we can just watch.”
“Ah… well, as for me…”
Suhee looked at Jeongun thoughtfully. It was strangely endearing, seeing him a little excited in a way that wasn’t like him. And more than anything, the more she mixed bodies with other men, the more she found herself craving his cock — thick and hard, the kind that made her stomach drop with a deep, resonant thud.
When she nodded, Jeongun’s face brightened another shade.
“We’ll go together after I close up.”
“Yes. Sounds good.”
Once their interests aligned, there was no need for a long conversation.
“This way.”
Following Jeongun’s lead, Suhee walked down a narrow alley.
“It’s really tucked away, isn’t it?”
“Well — it isn’t exactly a respectable establishment.”
“Mm.”
Past the cramped lane they came to an elegant entrance that looked entirely out of place in the shabby alley.
“Oh? It’s been a while.”
“Hello. Yes, it has.”
Jeongun exchanged greetings with the man standing guard. As the doorman said, it really had been a long time. Once he had started running the café in earnest, he had almost completely stopped coming. He had thought himself graduated from this kind of play.
“Oh… wow…”
Curious who he had brought, the doorman looked Suhee over and let out a murmur of appreciation. Ordinarily he almost never reacted that way to arriving guests or their partners. Suhee was dressed in quiet, unassuming clothes, but she was strikingly beautiful, and her figure looked excellent — the reaction had come out naturally.
“Ah — I left my membership card behind.”
“That’s fine. It’s not as if you’re just anyone. Please go in.”
The doorman bowed his head, stepped aside, and opened the door. Soft music drifted out from within.
“Shall we?”
“Yes.”
They descended a carpeted staircase still farther down. The farther they went, the louder the smooth jazz grew.
“Um… is it all right to go in dressed like this?”
“Hm?”
“It just seems incredibly upscale.”
It was nothing like the clubs she had been to before. The place gave off the feeling that not just anyone could walk in. Voyeur clubs were probably all like that to some degree, but this one felt especially exclusive.
“Ah — the clothes. They rent them inside.”
“They do?”
“They do.”
It really was special. They lent out extremely elegant dresses and formal wear. Some people might wonder why anyone would bother with clothes just to have sex, but at its core this was a voyeur club. Among people with varied sexual tastes, there were those ordinary people simply didn’t understand — people who purely enjoyed watching sexual acts and nothing more. Masturbation and the like were free, of course, but even for those guests the club would sometimes offer clothing rentals to anyone who had shown up dressed too casually, insisting on a certain formality.
What Jeongun meant, though, was a little different. He was a considerably high-tier member of this club, and he had a great many outfits left in personal storage — women’s as well as men’s. Truthfully, a woman dressed up beautifully in a gown was very much to his taste.
A little farther down from the entrance, he opened another door. Beyond it, the interior was dim.
“Wow…”
Soft jazz filled the air, along with a sweet, lingering fragrance. Near the entrance there was a small bar where drinks could be ordered, and a bartender as well. But nothing that looked like a voyeur club was immediately in sight.
“Shall we change first?”
“Yes, please.”
As they walked where Jeongun led, the bartender recognized him and offered a greeting. Jeongun answered with a brief nod and guided Suhee into what seemed like a small waiting room.
“They have places like this, too?”
“Well — they don’t open them for just anyone.”
A small sofa, a large full-length mirror, and racks packed with men’s and women’s clothing along one wall. Jeongun stood Suhee in front of the mirror and held various dresses up against her.
An extremely short dress.
“Ah, right. This too.”
He handed her a small mask, something like an eye covering.
“Ah.”
“Make sure you keep it on. You can only go inside wearing a mask.”
“I see.”
It really was different — systematic, almost. Once they finished preparing here and went farther in, the true spectacle of the voyeur club would unfold. Earlier the atmosphere had felt more like an ordinary jazz bar, after all.
“Should I change now?”
“Of course.”
Jeongun answered and settled himself leisurely into the sofa. He was already wearing a plain black mask that suited him perfectly.
In front of him, Suhee slowly began to undress. It was nothing more than changing clothes, and yet the air felt strangely charged. Maybe it was because they were about to enter a club where people had sex in front of others.
“I wonder if the size will fit…”
A little self-conscious, Suhee murmured as she held up the dress he had given her.
“It will.”
Her clothes slipped from her body. In nothing but her underwear, Suhee’s skin glowed white even in the dim light. She was about to put the dress on when Jeongun stopped her.
“Take the underwear off too.”
“Ah — should I?”
“It’ll be more comfortable that way.”
She wanted to ask what exactly would be more comfortable, but the answer was obvious. Without hesitation, Suhee stripped off her underwear as well and tossed it aside. She stepped her long white legs into the dress, and before she knew it he had risen and come up behind her to fasten it.
The heat of his large hands at her back made Suhee want to simply tangle bodies with him right there. She leaned back against him slightly.
“Mmm… I’m nervous.”
She murmured it almost like a pout, her back resting against his chest, and Jeongun’s lips found the nape of her neck.
“Hhnn—”
The lewd little sound escaped her as a matter of course. She could feel his hand gripping her waist firmly.
“Put the mask on.”
“Haa…”
His hands moved over her body in a slow, massaging caress. Even as she put on the mask, he kneaded her leisurely, as if fondling her.
“Ah…”
The soft moan that slipped out of her made his cock go stiff. But there was no need to rush tonight. He wanted to bury himself in her just as badly — only this was a special night.
Suhee’s body beneath the thin dress was, as always, a pleasure to touch. It was as if she poured herself into his palms. The way that vivid, living body shifted under soft silk would have been hard for any man to endure.
“Hnn… ah…”
Suhee pressed herself closer against him, instinctively pushing her hips back. The thick, heavy cock she could feel through his pants was already pressing against her through nothing more than the thin dress, as if it might tear straight through.
“Haa… I want to do it.”
It was rare for Suhee to say it first. Feeling Jeongun’s cock directly made it all the more overwhelming. All she wanted was to climb on top of him right then and feel that thickness and length deep in her belly.
“Outside.”
“Haa…”
Guiding the panting Suhee with him, Jeongun opened the door and stepped out.