Childhood Friend Writhing in Ecstasy Under a Massive Delinquent, Igniting an Irresistible Surge of Jealousy (53/377)
Mi-nam's eyes looked strange. It wasn't the glare of anger. It was something closer to passion... What was it? Oh, right. I'd forgotten. Casting Card <The Man Who Is Stolen From>. I'd used it on him back at the bar and completely spaced on it.
- Feels anger and an inexplicable pleasure when his woman is stolen by the AV Master.
- The intensity of the pleasure is proportional to the humiliation.
- Cannot consider retaliation against the one who stole his woman.
So the kid was feeling pleasure along with the humiliation. Truth be told, that wasn't what I'd wanted. What mattered was the third line. Preventing any retaliation from him was key. According to Ji-yeon, he was from a pretty well-off family—not chaebol level, but his parents ran a mid-sized company with some name recognition. Money makes the world go 'round; messing with someone like that is no big deal if you've got it. Of course, I don't go around getting revenge on everyone I hate, but you never know with people. Better to nip any potential threats in the bud. Controlling his hostility was essential. His humiliation or pleasure? Not my problem.
"Hah! Haah! Ah! It feels so good! Master!"
Thankfully, Ji-yeon hadn't heard him. She kept shaking her ass without pause. She grabbed my hand and pulled it to her chest. She was starting to learn her own erogenous zones. Kneading those massive tits mid-fuck was a win-win.
For a while, she worked her hips in that position. Perfect. Couldn't be better. Having her lovesick childhood friend watch us didn't bother me at all. Guess I'm not shy about people seeing me fuck. Makes sense—if I were, I wouldn't film and sell AVs with these women. Sharing my girls with other guys? Hell no. But peeping? Go ahead, drool all you want.
Some guys freak out if their woman shows her sexy side to another man. Others get a kick out of guys lusting after their girl's allure. Clearly, I'm the latter.
"Master! It feels good! So good!"
Ji-yeon let out a blissful scream.
"What are you?"
"I'm Master's meat urinal. Use me however you want, Master!"
When I asked, she declared her identity with scorching passion. One thing was clear now: her texting me "meat urinal" as a joke wasn't just play. I'd been naive. Words like that aren't casual. She loved it. Embraced this dynamic fully.
"No. Not just a meat urinal—you're my slave."
"Yes! I'm Master's slave. Master's cum dump! Cum in me! Fill Ji-yeon's pussy with your seed, Master!"
Her face lit up with joy as she leaned in for a kiss.
"Ah!"
Mi-nam let out a gasp. Loud enough for Ji-yeon to notice this time.
"What! What's that, Mi-nam!"
Ji-yeon panicked, covering her tits with both hands.
"Turn your head!"
She yelled at her longtime friend.
"Stop."
I reined in her anger. This was a crucial moment—turning Mi-nam's rage into total submission.
"Just keep doing what you were doing."
"But..."
"Who am I? And who are you?"
"I'm Master's maso slave! Meat urinal! Cum dump! Hah!"
"My slave doesn't need shame. You're just a tool for my lust."
"Ah!"
The moment hit. She'd crossed a line.
"Right! I'm just a tool for Master's sexual relief. Tools don't need shame!"
She echoed my words perfectly. Her expression shifted dramatically. She'd always been dripping sex appeal, but now she was lust incarnate.
"I'm Master's meat urinal for sexual relief, Master!"
I never knew this cute girl could look so seductive. And it suited her perfectly.
"Aah! Yes! Master's slave feels no shame!"
She dropped her arms from her chest, bracing on mine, and shook her ass harder than ever. Mi-nam watching? She didn't care anymore. Reason was gone. We'd been at it so long, the Setting Card <Stacking> effects must be insane. Pleasure stronger than any drug frying her brain—staying rational would be impossible.
Pleasure and sensitivity stack with each orgasm.
Glancing at Mi-nam, his face mirrored hers. Ecstasy? Climax? Some emotion beyond words.
"Heuk! Heuk!"
Ji-yeon half-closed her eyes, thrashing her hips wildly. Mi-nam gaped, entranced by our fuck. In that tiny motel room, the three of us chased our own highs.
Suddenly, Ji-yeon couldn't move. She'd cum hard.
"Eung! Eung! Euu..."
She flailed in bliss for a while. Then, as it faded, she opened her eyes.
"Sorry, Master. Your meat slave came first. I deserve punishment."
Ji-yeon grinned sheepishly.
"Yeah. A slave who forgets her place needs discipline."
I swung my hand, spanking her ass a few times.
"Ack! Ah! Ang! Haaang!"
For some reason, she loved it. The girl had real talent.
"Here too... please."
She shyly pointed to her tits.
Smack! Hard enough to sting, but not too much.
Beating such perfect tits felt guilty.
"Ack! Ang!"
But her reaction said otherwise.
"Aheuk! Yes! Punish Ji-yeon hard, Master!"
Her desires escalated. She radiated pure sex. Time to keep going.
I lifted her onto the bed, hoisted her thighs, and pounded away.
"Ah! Master, pound Ji-yeon's pussy raw!"
She spewed filth, lost in sensation. Wouldn't last long this time.
"Master! Cum on my face!"
Sensing my edge, she begged. Easy request.
I pulled out and hosed her body with cum.
"Yes! Master! More! Give me lots!"
She welcomed it, opening her mouth to catch some, then licking the rest off her filthy face.
I glanced at Mi-nam. He was mesmerized. No one in this room was normal anymore.
"Ha! Haaang! Hah! Heuk! Ahh..."
Post-orgasm, Ji-yeon trembled, face glazed in cum, savoring her high.
"Haa... Did it feel good, Master?"
Regaining some composure, she smiled up at me.
"Yeah. Excellent meat urinal."
She seemed to get off on my words.
"Mi-nam."
She called her childhood friend. He rose from the sofa, approaching.
"How do I look?"
"Beautiful."
Mi-nam answered. His face said he meant it. Captivated by his first love, defiled by another man's cum.
"More beautiful than any Ji-yeon I've seen."
"Really?"
"Yeah. The perfect meat urinal slave."
"Aah!"
Ji-yeon was touched. Neither was right in the head.
"How's our Master?"
"Awesome. Can't imagine a better owner for you."
Hm... The praise was a bit embarrassing. But whatever. Seemed like he wouldn't cause trouble now. Relief washed over me. I was the craziest here—they were just results of my madness, but I'd willed this chaos into being.
"Master! I'm in heat again! Fuck me more!"
Ji-yeon's lust was off the charts today. The weird vibe in the room? Or maybe the Casting Card <The Man Who Is Stolen From> affecting her too? Didn't matter. I was ready for more.
I ravaged her again, covering her body in my cum. She was ecstatic. Mi-nam too, somehow. Felt like I'd humiliated the kid as well.
"Let's go wash up."
Carrying her to the bathroom, I glanced at Mi-nam on the sofa. Blank expression. Staring at our shower, but unfocused. Broken. Clear as day.
Peeping our fuck had shattered his hate for the man who stole his girl. He'd found pleasure in it instead.
"Perfect."
I muttered.
"Huh?"
Ji-yeon turned.
"Mi-nam's enjoying himself, looks like."
"Oh! Seriously? Why's he still staring?"
She'd been bold mid-fuck, but now sober, she was embarrassed. Turned away quick.
"What a perv. If he acts like that, what does it make me?"
"Pervs aren't so bad. As long as it feels good."
"True... You're a huge perv too, mister. But I like you best."
She conceded.
"What about you? You're the biggest perv. Called yourself my meat urinal in front of your childhood friend."
"Right! Ugh... crazy bitch..."
She shook her head.
"Mister, what do I do? So embarrassing. Hiiing..."
"What? Mi-nam's more ashamed."
"Yeah... No, not the time. Tell him not to look. Don't wanna show my naked body anymore."
"Got it. We'll do that."
Mi-nam was broken enough not to threaten us. Good.
"Mi-nam, time to crash."
I offered the spare room keycard. Room was filthy from us—rude to make him sleep here.
"No, we'll go. That's our room. Mi-nam, turn away. Don't peek while I dress."
She wrapped in a towel, instructing us. Brutal. Almost pitied him a tad. The girl he loves treating him like that? Soul-crushing. Maybe as humiliating as watching us. But I loved her for it. Better a bitch to the world but sweet only to me than nice to everyone.
Ji-yeon passed with flying colors.