Observation Club 6
Slurp. Lick. Slurp. Lick.
The man who had pressed himself up against Suhee worked his tongue in filthy strokes across the glass. No matter how desperately he lapped, he would never reach her—and yet the two of them moved like beasts in heat all the same.
"Hey, get out of the way already."
The other spectators were thick with irritation.
"Haang—ahng—aaang—ngh—ahhk."
Taking Jeongun's cock, Suhee felt as if her mind were about to snap. It was impossible, of course, and still she could have sworn she felt that tongue moving on the far side of the glass, vivid as touch. Maybe she only wanted to feel it—but the moment she pictured that man's tongue thrashing over her nipples, her whole body drew taut as a bowstring.
"Kh—"
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Jeongun felt the cock buried inside Suhee clamp down, tight and greedy. The more aroused she became, the sweeter her pussy tasted.
"Haah—I'm gonna come—I'm gonna come—I'm gonna come—aah—aaang—so good—ahhk—"
Taking Jeongun's cock, taking the audience's stares, watching that lewd tongue work—Suhee sobbed aloud. Every thrust sent a jolt through her entire body; her hips shuddered and shook.
Thrust.
"Haaah—aah—"
Without a word, Jeongun kept driving into her. Both of them were slick with sweat from head to toe. Even so, he still had stamina to spare—and even if he hadn't, the taste of Suhee's pussy was far too good to stop the piston of his hips.
Splash—
"Haaah—aah—aaaang—aaaaah—"
Suhee gushed from her pussy and trembled all over.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
"Aah—wait—wait—aaang—aaang—right now—hnnngh—nnngh—"
But Jeongun did not stop. His cock kept churning her open, and she felt her brain melting. Every time he drove into a pussy already coming, white lightning seemed to strike inside her skull. Her vision went blank; the black of the spectators' eyes punched into it like scattered dots.
"Haaaang—"
Those black points linked together inside her head, and along the path they made, pleasure poured without end, addicting her.
"Hnnngh—"
When Jeongun released her arms, Suhee braced herself against the glass wall and sobbed. Her pussy clenched and milked his cock while a stream of wetness ran down her thighs, carving a little creek beneath her. Every shudder of her body wrenched another thick rush of juices free.
"Ohh…"
"Damn…"
Meanwhile the man who had been plastered to the glass, licking near her nipples, was hauled away by a staff member. Every spectator could see Suhee shaking, pouring slick down between her legs. Jeongun kept his cock buried and savored every tremor.
Schlick—
Only when the last intermittent shiver had faded did he draw his cock out of her pussy at a leisurely pace. The thick, heavy shaft was coated in the proof of her arousal—white honey clotted along it, slick juices soaking it through. Even after pounding her for so long, it was still rock-hard. Jeongun took hold of it and pressed in close against her.
"Hnnn… nn… nngh…"
"We're not done, are we?"
A nod.
Even through the sobs of pleasure, she answered his voice. There was no world in which Suhee would refuse him when he said they should keep going. With a head whose brain had gone soft with bliss, she bobbed a yes and pushed her ass back toward him.
Between those plump white cheeks she felt the heavy weight of his cock. But he did not push in at once. Jeongun leaned in and whispered again.
"You should give the audience a little more service, Suhee."
"Hnn?"
She felt one of his hard arms slide under her leg. Without slipping once on a thigh soaked in her own juices, he caught hold of her—
"Ah—wait a second—"
"Service."
—and lifted one of her legs, spreading her wide toward the glass.
"Ooooh…"
"There it is."
Suhee's pretty pussy, drenched through, bloomed open toward the crowd. With no regard for her will, it twitched hard—almost as if it were greeting them.
"I—it's embarrassing…"
She hadn't even known she still had any shame left. Taking Jeongun's thick cock had left her slightly parted and soaked; now that same pussy was being held open for the audience, and her face burned.
Push—
"Hngh—"
Holding her like that, Jeongun drove back in. Everyone could see it clearly—his thick cock forcing its way through her thin, elastic folds.
Gulp.
Gulp.
Even the spectators who had been stroking themselves stopped. Hands stilled; eyes locked. Suhee's soft pink pussy. That pretty cunt, pickled in its own slick, being crushed and stretched around a dark cock. The way that cock forced open her tight hole—every bit of it was on display.
Schlick.
A fresh gush of juices welled from her narrow entrance. When she glanced over the room again, every gaze was fixed downward. A few still flicked up to catch her expression, but their eyes kept dropping, busy and hungry, to what was happening below.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
As if putting on a show, Jeongun fucked her slowly. His thick cock eased into her pussy, parting the folds, then drew back out again.
"Hnnngh—nnngh—"
The slow pace was unbearably stimulating—and Suhee knew full well it was slow for the audience's sake. Slow did not mean shallow, either.
Thrust—
"Haaang—"
When he drove in, he went all the way to the root and ground hard against her weakest spot. Her lower belly—no, her whole abdomen—felt stuffed full. There was no room left for her juices; they kept being forced out around him.
"Fuck—I can't hold it—"
Bwoosh—
One of the spectators surged up to the glass and unloaded a thick load of cum toward the level of her pussy on the other side.
Spat. Spat. Spat. Spat. Spat.
"Hah—hah—hah—"
Sticky white ropes flew and spattered near Suhee's crotch—still separated by the glass—then slowly slid down. Jeongun seized her hips again, adjusting the angle so he could fuck her more easily, so everyone could see even better.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
The thick cock pushing into her felt strange—tight, and yet slippery with her juices. Her pussy clenched hard enough to bar the way and still yielded, soft, letting him sink deeper.
"Hngh—aaang—ahng—too much—too much—aaang—so good… aaang. I—I'm gonna—aaang—"
Suhee's eyes met the man who had just come. Knowing exactly where his semen had been aimed only wound her tighter, sharper. The glass wall gave her a thread of safety—and a thread of regret. If those men's cum were painting her bare skin… if she were nothing but a perfect jerk-off toy, a cumdump—just thinking it nearly pushed her over. Of course Jeongun's cock felt incredible too. The slow thrusts scraped her inner walls with a clarity that was almost cruel. That perfect cock raking her open, and the filthy crowd watching—Suhee's pussy had no choice but to pour.
Splash—
A clear, bright flood hit the glass.
"Move."
Bwoosh—
Another man shoved aside the one still staring blankly after his orgasm and came against the glass in turn. Fresh sticky fluid layered over the semen already sliding down.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
"Haah—aah—aaang—good—good—it feels so good—aaang—more—more… aaang—"
Every time a spectator spent himself, Suhee's arousal climbed higher. The thought that she was the one exciting them. The thought that these men were getting hard looking at her body. Jeongun's satisfying cock churning her open. The fact that her stuffed pussy was being shown to everyone in merciless detail. Not one thing was lacking.
No—there was one thing.
"How about it? Hngh—wish the glass… wasn't there?"
Breathing hard, Jeongun whispered against her ear, mouth pressed close to the shell half-hidden in her hair. Hot breath touched the curve first; then the filthy words slid straight into her mind.
If there were no glass wall…
Their cum would be splattering all over her body. Hot, sticky fluid.
"Hngh—yes—yeees… aaang. Aaang. Aah—"
Jeongun had no intention of passing her around. Not in front of him, at least. This perfect, filthy woman had to belong entirely to him. But the idea of Suhee painted in cum—that much seemed fine. Imagining her sobbing under a full-body glaze made his cock swell even harder. He could hardly believe it himself; it felt thicker, bigger than before.
"Aaaang—aaang—it's too big… aaang—"
Suhee felt it too. The cock wrecking her pussy was impossibly hard and huge. It crushed not only her weak spot but every inch of her walls; she couldn't endure it.
"Kh—I'm gonna come. Suhee."
The image of her catching other men's loads while she touched herself had pushed Jeongun past the edge. Fine. As long as no one else fucked her, it didn't matter. That was what a viewing club was for—and the filthier it got, the hotter it burned.
"Hnn—come inside me. Fill me up inside… aaaang—"
"Of course. Kh—we should show them that too, right?"
"Yes—yes… haaang. I want to show them—me taking your cum… aaang—"
So far gone she barely knew what she was saying, Suhee cried out. She felt his cock drive all the way into the deepest part of her. Not only her pussy—her lower belly felt ready to burst from the pressure.
Splash—
She gushed again, but the crushing fullness of his cock did not ease.
"Khh—"
Bwoosh—
"Aaaaaaang… aaaaaah—"
The cock that had been pinning her open swelled and unloaded. For an instant she felt as if her pussy would split—and then hot fluid began to fill her from the inside out.
"Hnnngh. Nngh—"
Taking Jeongun's cum in thick pulses, Suhee's pupils went slack. Her legs shook hard; her pussy fluttered in little spasms. Strength left her body and her eyes unfocused, but by pure instinct her lower belly kept clenching, squeezing, milking every drop.