Chapter 71: SPA & SAUNA CLUB - Elixir
I could tell what she was thinking. Should I get up with him too? But Anna had Ji-ah's thigh gripped tight, tormenting her with diligent fervor. So she must have been wondering if she should do something as well. Except that something's difficulty level was way too high.
"Ugh! Ah! Ahng!"
Watching her flustered distress, I headed over to Min-ah and Ara, who were still groping each other. The two women each opened an arm in warm welcome. The three of us kissed. Tongues out, we savored two at once. It was good. Something I'd never tried, but damn if it wasn't worth it now and then.
After a brief tangle with their tongues, I laid one of them down on the bed. It was huge—room for five to thrash around with space to spare. Even prone, Min-ah and Ara kept kissing. Who first? No real dilemma. I positioned Min-ah beneath me and slid in. Ara rolled aside for more kisses, then climbed atop Min-ah. Just like with Ji-ah and Anna earlier: pounding Min-ah while kissing Ara, Min-ah lapping at Ara's pussy. Pleasure crashed in fast; I came inside Min-ah.
They switched. Ara down now, Min-ah grinding her cum-dripping pussy onto Ara's face. Thrusting deep into Ara, I kissed Min-ah; Ara licked her clean.
"Ah! Hot!"
A glance sideways: Ji-ah mesmerized, eyes glazed, devouring our threesome. Me rutting other women turned her on too. At last, she bent forward, mouth to Anna's pussy. No clue what raced through her head now. Probably just blissed-out blank.
"Hak!" Anna shuddered. Starting to feel it again.
"Haa! Haa!"
"Hng! Hauhk!"
Moans erupted across the bed. We melted into one writhing mass, barreling toward climax.
The endless frenzy finally crested. I finished inside all four. Unwarranted pride swelled. In the wreckage, they sprawled exhausted, claiming bed corners. Stepping down to survey: my debauchery's raw aftermath hit home. Nice one.
I slipped away to let them crash. Bathroom first—showered off the cocktail of five bodies' fluids—then jacuzzi. Cooled some, but fine. Early summer. Cooler would've worked too.
Staring out the window, mind adrift, someone slipped in. Ji-ah, naturally. Silent, she settled opposite. Legs stretched, head back, eyes shut. Let her recharge. Ecstasy faded, probably mortified sprawled with the others—dragged her weary self here.
But eyeing her reignited me. I seized her outstretched leg. No fight. Futility sunk in. I kissed her pale, dainty foot. She quivered.
"Planning another round?"
Eyes stayed closed.
"One more and I might drop dead."
"Rough?"
"Not that... You know. Today my whole body's erogenous. One touch and boom. Your hand on my foot feels like fucking. I'm losing it. Pussy's getting wet."
In water? Metaphor?
"How was today?"
"Like... my body's sex-soaked. World's all sex; I exist for pleasure. Haa..."
Sigh—lament or bliss?
"Hmm... Ahh..."
Still savoring my touch.
"For real... Keep it up and I'll break!"
Head up, glare.
"Already feel like a total slut."
"I like slutty Ji-ah."
"Ugh! Kill me."
Foot yanked free. She surged through the water, clung tight.
"How've you got energy left?"
"'Cause you're that hot."
"Dummy..."
Eyes locked, we kissed.
"Remember creampieing me earlier?"
Face pulled back.
"Yeah."
"What if I get knocked up? Your responsibility?"
"No sweat. Won't happen."
"Snipped or something? Fuck around without baggage?"
"Kinda." Shrug.
"Who are you?"
"Huh?"
"This the guy I know? Too changed. Weird."
"Hate it?"
"Haa... More charm now, sure. But old oppa felt better sometimes."
"Can't win 'em all."
"True. Really no worries?"
Double-check. Nod reassurance.
"Old Yeongwoong-oppa wouldn't bullshit that."
Convinced.
"But now? Trust issues."
"If lie and trouble hits..."
Stare-down.
"You own it. I'll ditch everything, glue to you. Dreams? Whatever."
"Super jealous too. No bitches near."
Whoa, scary.
"Gotcha. Crystal."
Rechecked Active Card <Infertility>. No accidents.
"Okay now."
Relaxed welcome. Just us: back to her real self. Gentle underwater fuck sealed the day. Last one solo, probably—man and woman, not harem extra.
Tub out, shower duo, dressed quick. Late hour, light makeup anyway. Changing room to reception sofa, chit-chat. No Anna crew—greet and bounce on sight.
"Ah!"
Bag phone: missed calls galore. That guy. No callback. Home call planned.
"That night no home—what'd he say?"
"How'd he know?"
"Right."
Dude waited till dawn. But...
"Number-sensitive, yeah? Just numbers?"
"Clean freak lite... Hates mess, super tidy... Yeah. Picky, but fine. Makes him meticulous, smart at work..."
Off-putting. OCD vibes.
"Don't judge. I like tidy; no harm to me."
Odd defense. She senses it. Not normal.
Whatever. Her path. No say.
"So no gripe on late solo night?"
"Yeah. Nicer since. Pre-wedding blues worry?"
Head turn.
"Good. Hey, sometime..."
Proposal drop.
"Bring him here?"
Frown city.
"Yeah. Fun."
"Plotting what?"
Sharp as ever.
"No plot..."
"Whorehouse? Make him chase hotter chick?"
"Nah. Elite massage pricier than girls."
"True... Nonsense."
Worldly smarts.
"But owner's favoritism why?"
Post-orgy, blunt tough.
"Me and Anna close."
"How close? Cock leverage?"
Glance down, nod—convinced.
"Not. Hard explain."
"Nope. Whatever scheme, too far."
Trust tanked today. Danger sniffed.
"Solo? Anytime."
Head swivel—heart bare. Tempting encore.
"Your games solo, fine. Him? No."
Safe wedding + safe fun. Or guilt.
"Cool. You earned break."
No rush him. Taming in progress.
Then: prim Anna. Trailing serene Min-ah, Ara—no frenzy trace.
"Enjoyed today?"
"Anna boss..."
Ji-ah froze, sheepish.
"Just Anna."
"Anna... Super fun."
Dressed poise back, bubbly thanks.
"Me too. First."
Anna's faint blush. Pride overload.
"Curious though. Durian dude—why so nice?"
"Pfft!" Ara's burst.
Min-ah blank; Anna serene smile.
"That fruit. Spiky, stinky."
"Fart one?"
"Durian."
"Why Yeongwoong durian? No stink."
"Looks it."
Pointed jab, grudge linger.
"Love durian. Sweet, creamy, intense. Cowards nope; converts rave."
Ara defense? Fan?
"What's appeal?"
"Dunno... Natural."
On cue. Nods all.
"Haa... Your luck."
Sulk source? Sole memory girl to harem piece?
Dunno. Untouchable Q.
"Thanks y'all. Love new thrills. No you three? No dice."
"Us too. Visit often."
"Can?"
No nix. Eyes agleam.