Masked King of Lust (2)
Cheong Maehwa was a beautiful woman.
If she worked in a pleasure house, she would have been the kind of beauty who drew plenty of customers. She stepped up onto the stage, bowed toward the partitioned audience sitting in the dark, and began her performance.
Cheong Maehwa had come up dressed neatly. But as the performance went on, she began peeling off her clothes one piece at a time.
"Oh my, she's taking them off. Then this is a nude show too."
When Eon Sisi whispered it, Eon Mimi nodded.
"Seems that way. Hmm, then isn't it the same as the performances we saw in those four rooms? Of course Cheong Maehwa is prettier than the women in there, but if it's just a nude dance, there's nothing especially different from what we already watched."
"Let's watch a little longer. There has to be something that sets her apart."
The dance that had started with her fully clothed grew steadily more lewd and sensual the more she stripped.
"Her figure is pretty. Even as a woman, I can see that."
"Right. A face like that and a body like that dancing naked—of course she'd be popular."
The Eon sisters nodded as if they finally understood why Cheong Maehwa was such a favorite.
Once every scrap of clothing was gone, her body was erotic and lovely.
Can't compare her to Eon Mimi or Eon Sisi, but in a place like Heukjeonga that level of beauty is more than enough.
Heukjeonga was a filthy district where the low and the desperate gathered. A face like Cheong Maehwa's was more than enough to make her the most popular woman in the whole black market. Her body was excellent too—ample breasts, a narrow waist, wide hips, long white legs. Even the dark thatch of pubic hair standing out against that pale skin. Everything about her was designed to stoke a man's lust.
After dancing naked for a while, Cheong Maehwa sat down on the stage.
"Haa, haa…! That was the naked dance. Now I'll show you the masturbation dance."
Masturbation dance?
The three of us traded bewildered looks—then Cheong Maehwa spread her legs left and right and brought her hand straight to her sex.
"No way… she's going to masturbate? In front of all these people?"
"S-surely not… masturbating? Right in front of everyone?"
Eon Sisi's eyes went round with shock. Eon Mimi's brows shot up as well.
It was no "surely not."
—schlick schlick— poke poke— rub rub— squelch squelch—
"Heuuung…! Aaaah, it feels so good. Touching my pussy like this in front of all of you is really exciting."
Cheong Maehwa truly began masturbating in full view of the audience. Her white, delicate fingers traced the lips of her sex, and clear juices soon began to flow. Those fingers worked up and down the parted folds until the cleft was glistening and brimming with transparent fluid.
—gulp—
Faced with the lewd spectacle right before her eyes, Eon Mimi swallowed hard without realizing it. The sound of throats working started up all around the theater. Everyone watching Cheong Maehwa's self-pleasure was getting aroused.
—schlick schlick— poke poke— rub rub— squelch squelch—
"Heut, heut…! Aaaah, the juices keep coming out. Inside is completely full. I'll show you the inside."
—zzzeok—
"Heuut…! Can you see? Can you see inside my pussy clearly? It's sloshing with juices, right?"
Cheong Maehwa gripped her mound with both hands and spread herself wide open left and right. The round mouth of her vagina came into view, a deep hole brimming with love juices. The pose and the sight were utterly lewd and obscene. Even her pussy itself seemed to be breathing.
—flap flap— shuk shuk shuk— chup chup chup—
"Haa, haa… My pussy is flapping and making whistling sounds. Haa, I'm so excited the lips are fluttering and the inside is twitching."
"Hoot, it's killer. I can't hold back."
"Haa, as expected of Cheong Maehwa."
Exclamations burst from the partitions—but they were not ordinary cheers. Every voice was thick with lust, saturated with raw excitement.
"Oh my, that woman's pussy looks like it's breathing. The vaginal muscles keep sticking together and pulling apart, making whistling sounds."
"Wow, even as a woman I have to say it's incredibly lewd. The muscles closing and opening the hole hard enough to make noise… and the juices are pouring out. The inner lips are flapping like a butterfly's wings."
The Eon sisters marveled at the strange, hypnotic movements of Cheong Maehwa's sex and began to grow excited themselves.
"Haa, do you like Cheong Maehwa's pussy? Then now I'll poke this excited, flapping pussy of mine."
"She's putting her fingers in? Not just touching—actually putting them in? In front of this whole audience?"
The sisters startled at her words. In the next instant Cheong Maehwa's fingers moved.
—ssuk— poke— pshuk—
"Haiihing…! Haa, haa…! Cheong Maehwa's fingers went inside her pussy. Aaaah, the juices are splashing."
Her fingers truly sank into her sex. The moment they pushed in, clear fluid sprayed outward from the juice-filled folds—visible even from the seats.
—ssugeok ssugeok— jjeuk jjeuk— chup chup— squelch squelch—
"Haa, haa…! Poking my pussy feels so good. Everyone watch my pussy and masturbate along with me. Enjoy yourselves."
"Huk, huk, already got my cock in hand. Cheong Maehwa really is the best."
"I'm holding mine and stroking too."
"Huk, huk, fucking killer."
—jarak jarak— jujuk jujuk—
When Cheong Maehwa spoke to the audience with that lewd expression, answering voices rose from every direction.
"T-this can't be… Young Master Hyun, the guests in the other partitions are holding their cocks and masturbating."
"Yeah. The men are stroking themselves. Wow, a performance this filthy… That Cheong Maehwa woman putting her hand inside her pussy and masturbating is already lewd enough, but watching it and doing it together…"
"Heung, so that's why it's different from the other four rooms. And why they put up the partitions. Why the walls are a little high—I get it now. So the other guests can't see anyone masturbating. The show is dirtier, and the audience gets to enjoy themselves at the same time."
"Is this what they meant by audience participation?"
"Masturbating inside a partition doesn't really have anything to do with the masks, does it?"
"True. There has to be more, right?"
The two women wore openly startled expressions as they listened to Cheong Maehwa's performance and the wet sounds of the audience stroking themselves. I was pretty surprised myself.
A show this filthy… No—a show where the audience masturbates right along with it. That's why the seats are built with these partitions.
It was a genuinely shocking performance.
—ssugeok ssugeok— jjeuk jjeuk— chup chup— squelch squelch—
"Haaaang…! It feels so good. Aaaah, my juices have turned white already. You're all getting excited looking at the foam on my pussy, aren't you?"
"Shit, how could anyone not get excited? Cheong Maehwa's pussy is the best."
"Huk, huk, I'm so worked up I can't stop stroking."
Cheong Maehwa's face was flushed; she seemed thoroughly aroused as she worked her fingers hard into herself.
Huh? The two women too?
The bed seemed to be trembling, so I glanced over. Both women's hands had slipped between their thighs. Eon Mimi's hand was buried deep between her legs, her skirt rucked far up inside. She was clamping her thighs tight around it—trying to hold back the excitement by squeezing, but looking closer I could see the hand between her crotch wriggling and moving.
No way… is Eon Mimi masturbating?
She wasn't the only one.
"Haa, haa…!"
Eon Sisi kept panting hot breath as well. Her eyes were fixed on the stage, but the hand she had pushed between her legs was moving. She was rubbing her own pussy right through her clothes.
It was dark and they were behind partitions, so they probably thought no one could see—but with my vision set to ten stars among the neuron senses, everything was crystal clear. Even the faintest light was enough for my eyes to catch every detail.
There were no lamps in the audience; only the stage lights made the tops of the partitions faintly visible. Inside each booth, curtains and hangings left everything pitch black—exactly like a modern movie theater. In a theater the bright screen would light the seats a little, but here the only illumination came from the lanterns on stage. Ordinary eyes would never have been able to make out the hand movements inside those partitions. Mine saw both women's fingers with perfect clarity.
It's like both sisters are in heat.
Whether they were worked up by Cheong Maehwa's performance or by the wet moans of the men masturbating nearby, one thing was certain: both of them were aroused.
Cheong Maehwa masturbating on stage, the audience following suit in their seats. The performance at Bokmyeon Eumwang was heating up into a fever of raw lust that filled both stage and house.
But her show did not end with masturbation.
"Haa, that felt good. Now for the final act—the sex dance. You know the rule. To have sex with me costs five nyang of silver. First three only. The three who want to fuck me, come up on stage."
"I'm going right now."
"Me too."
In an instant men shoved aside the curtains at the front of their partitions and bolted for the stage. Three of them climbed up.
Watching those three men take the stage, the Eon sisters' faces went rigid. They had never imagined Cheong Maehwa would actually have sex with three men right there under the lights.