Spectator Club 7
"Nnngh."
Jeongun came harder than he had in a long time — a release so deep it left him lightheaded. He spent himself without holding back a single drop, flooding the deepest, most hidden place inside Suhee's cunt, marking her from the inside out.
"Ohhh..."
"Holy shit..."
The men watching, cocks in hand, were thick with envy and naked jealousy. It was precisely that look that lit the fire in Jeongun. He caught Suhee's limp, trembling body before she could slump.
"Hngh... hngh... hngh... nngh... aah..."
Suhee gasped for air. Every time she panted, her pussy clenched and fluttered around him. Whenever Jeongun's fingers traced over her soaked flesh, her hips jerked and her whole body shuddered, as if she had become an instrument and he was the only one who knew how to play it.
"Haaa... aah... aaang..."
He treated her like one — cock still buried to the hilt, his hands wandering her body with unhurried precision. That slim, narrow waist. His fingers followed the line of it, teasing along her sides, rising until they almost — but not quite — arrived.
"Aaang... ang... aah..."
Suhee let out long, thin, lewd sounds that tracked every movement of his fingers. The audience was just as absorbed. Her body convulsed wherever he touched. Her pretty breasts bounced, flinging off droplets of sweat. And the pussy still impaled on his cock was a spectacle all its own.
Even after coming, Jeongun's thick, hard shaft hadn't softened at all. It plugged her completely, and white semen leaked out around it in slow, viscous beads — a dark, flushed cock and a pale pink cunt, with white cum caught between them. Every time Suhee's convulsing body arched, that filthy pussy gripping him came into even clearer view.
His cock slid back with a wet, heavy sound. A thick gush of semen spilled down Suhee's milky thighs. The cum was sticky, but mixed with the juices that had poured out of her it had thinned into something slicker, a white liquid of a different color from her skin, trailing down in long strands.
"Aah... ah..."
But Jeongun wasn't about to stop. All those men watching. Those envious stares. He hoisted Suhee's legs higher against the glass wall.
"Ahn."
Her legs weren't just spread now — they were forced open, putting her pussy on even more shameless display. And between them, Jeongun's cock started moving again. The fact that he was still rock-hard after coming drew gasps of admiration, and the sight of him driving back into her made several more men splatter the glass with their own release.
A different sound than before — not just the wet slap of juices, but something thicker, more viscous — rolled out of Suhee's pussy with every stroke. There was a wall between them; there was no way the audience could actually hear it that clearly. And yet, somehow, they could feel it. How sticky she was. How sloppy and wet. Every time Jeongun's cock drove in and out, fluids gushed and clung to his shaft.
"Haah... aah..."
Suhee thrust her chest forward and arched her back. Her head fell, her unfocused eyes searching wildly for something to land on. Her pupils blew wide. Her eyes rolled. She surrendered her entire body to Jeongun, feeling her cum-flooded pussy being churned by that hard cock.
"Haaaang... aaaht... nooo... aaang. Aah."
Her neatly manicured nails dug into Jeongun's skin.
"Heuk... nngh... ah—"
The semen smeared along his cock, growing even stickier. That thickened cum clinging to her inner walls, ground against by his shaft — Suhee could barely hold onto her sanity. She wasn't moaning anymore. The sounds coming out of her were animal. She grabbed Jeongun's arm with everything she had, trying to endure it, trying to push him away. It was useless. Every time that thick, hard cock scraped along her walls, her mind went blank. The audience in front of her didn't matter anymore. There was only the pussy Jeongun was pounding — that pussy alone commanded every sensation in her body.
She couldn't even tell that juices were bursting out of her.
"Nngh. I'm coming."
"Hah... yes... yes... yeees... aah... yeeesss..."
All she could do was answer in time with the thrust of his cock. The more she lost herself, the more vividly she felt him — from the entrance, spreading her folds, driving deep. His girth. The ridges along his shaft. The soft head and the hard column of him.
Jeongun's cock, coated white with cum and juices, drove even deeper.
"Hnnnnngh!"
A second load every bit as massive as the first. Semen filled Suhee's pussy to the brim once more.
"Huu..."
This time he didn't wait. A fun idea had occurred to him, and the moment he finished coming, Jeongun pulled out of her.
"Hnnnngh."
Suhee's hips jerked at the sudden withdrawal. The pussy he'd pulled out of was obscenely filthy. Through the slightly gaping hole his thick cock had left behind, sticky fluid slowly oozed out. Some of it ran down her thighs. Some of it gathered into droplets and dripped to the floor. Jeongun stepped back, and Suhee had no choice but to brace herself against the wall.
"Haah... haah... haah..."
Her legs were shaking violently — from her thighs all the way down to her calves. The high heels made her footing even more unstable. The crowd packed against the glass raked their eyes over every inch of her.
The scrape of furniture against the floor cut through the room.
"Alright, Suhee. Time to clean you up, yeah?"
"Hngh..."
Jeongun dragged a table over to her. Suhee looked up at him, still dazed, not understanding what he meant. He tapped the tabletop twice and gently pulled her toward it.
"Get up here."
"Nnh."
She had no choice but to climb as his hands guided her.
"Squat. Spread your legs."
Only then did she dimly realize what he was planning. Suhee climbed onto the table and assumed the position he'd ordered, squatting with her knees spread wide so that her cum-dripping pussy was on full display. The hole was starting to close, but her folds and mound were already a filthy mess of juices and semen.
Jeongun put his hand on that pussy. A wet sound answered him.
"Hngh!"
"Come on. Let's make you feel good again."
"Hngh, wait. Aah, it's still too... I'm too sensitive. Aah."
"That's what makes it good, Suhee."
His low whisper was like a hypnotic spell. Suhee couldn't help but go pliant. Because he was right. It felt too good.
Jeongun's hand slowly began pressing against her clit. After taking two loads inside her, it had swollen and risen slightly, hypersensitive. His fingers moved over that spot in a rhythmic, teasing circuit, and Suhee squeezed her eyes shut. Just as she'd said — the stimulation was too intense. She was far too sensitive.
"Haah... aah... aaang..."
He hadn't even gone over it a few times before juices burst violently from her pussy. What should have been clear water came out cloudy, mixed with white semen.
"That's it."
"Nngh... aaang... no..."
Because she was sitting up on the table, her pussy was at the same height as the audience's eyes. Which made it even more humiliating. And the more humiliating it was, the more aroused she became.
"Haah... aaang..."
After rolling her clit until he'd wrung one orgasm out of her, Jeongun pushed his fingers inside. The sloppy fluids and Suhee's springy, yielding flesh wrapped around them. Savoring that plush tightness, he crooked his fingers and drove straight into her G-spot.
"Haaaaaang."
Suhee let out a long cry and shoved her lower belly downward. Every movement of his fingers sent droplets flying. Every kind of fluid coated his hand, but Jeongun didn't care. If anything, he worked his hand even more violently, showing off for the crowd — as if to say, when have any of you ever handled a woman like this?
"Aaang... aang... no... aaang... I'm gonna... I'm gonna come. Again... again... aaang."
Suhee's legs tried to close as she wailed, but Jeongun wouldn't allow it. He pinned her with his body so her knees couldn't shut, and ravaged her pussy without mercy.
"Haaaaaang."
Juices sprayed out in a long stream, like she was pissing. The jet painted the glass wall, then fell back toward her pussy as it weakened.
"We're not done."
"Aah, stop, stop, aaang, no, aaang, I really... I'm really gonna come... aah."
As if he'd made up his mind, Jeongun kept moving his fingers. He pressed deep, deep inside, over and over. Pressing that deep was bound to stimulate her bladder as well.
"No — piss, I'm gonna piss. Stop... stooop..."
"It's okay, Suhee. Come on... go on... that's it..."
He whispered to her the way you'd soothe a child.
"Hnnnngh."
Suhee's hands clamped down hard on Jeongun's solid arms, and her whole body went rigid. Judging the moment was right, Jeongun pulled his fingers out — and a stream of piss burst from her pussy. Unlike the single violent gush of her juices, this was a glittering golden liquid that poured out in a relentless stream.
Once it started, Suhee forgot her shame. Once it started coming out like this, there was no taking it back. Jeongun was holding her knees apart, so she couldn't even close herself to stop the flow. All she could do now was piss toward the audience with her legs spread, exactly as he'd told her to.
"Haah..."
"Holy shit."
The filthy liquid flowing from Suhee's pretty pussy. But not a single person thought that golden stream was dirty. At first there had been a faint mix of white, but now it was a perfect gold, shattering against the glass wall.
"Hngh... nngh... nnngh..."
"That's it. Go on... go..."
"Haaa... aaang..."
After emptying her bladder, Suhee's face was flooded with shame. But her stiff nipples seemed to say that the shame was just another form of arousal.
"You need to clean mine off too, don't you?"
"Yeees..."
Suhee closed her eyes slightly as she took his cum-smeared cock into her mouth, now held near her face. Her pussy was still spread open toward the crowd.