It's a Misunderstanding
It's a misunderstanding. Lately, I'd been lost in some pretty serious and primal worries.
Am I... seriously going to die from double adultery if this keeps up?
For real. They say a guy's libido in his early twenties is insanely strong, right? It was true.
There was that one time we went to the convenience store with Eunha and Eunseo, and the female clerk straight-up gawked at me in awe...
I nearly died of embarrassment back then.
I forced my chaotic thoughts into order and sat at my desk, hammering away at the keyboard.
The more I tried to focus on the monitor, the more the pleasure surging from my lower half ruthlessly shredded my self-control.
Slurp, slurrrp.Schlup, slurp.
In the cramped space under the desk, Eunseo knelt primly on her knees, her mouth wrapped around my cock, tongue swirling over it.
"Eunseo... wait, just... a sec..."
I gripped the mouse hard.
I tried to ignore it, but the sensation was impossible to tune out.
Every time the warm, wet mucous membranes inside her mouth licked across my sensitive glans, a jolt of electricity shot down my spine.
She deepthroated me all the way to the hilt, then slowly pulled back, repeating the motion with sloppy saliva sounds.
Focus, Dojin. Come on, focus. This is a huge moment right now.
I bit my lip and locked my eyes back on the monitor.
The webpage centered on the screen:
2026 University Regular Admission Results
Enter Exam Number: [________]
Enter Birthdate: [________]
Eunseo had told me I'd land a solid job at a big corporation at 25, straight out of school.
That meant my credentials were good enough to kick down the doors of that company.
But knowing it in my head and actually confirming the first major milestone of my life in front of my eyes were worlds apart in tension.
Gulp.
I swallowed dryly and clicked the final confirm button with trembling fingers.
The loading spinner whirled. Then the screen flashed bright, and a massive popup appeared.
Dojin Lee, you have been accepted to Korea University.
Korea University acceptance.
Only then could I finally let go of the tension.
"Hoo..."
The breath I'd been holding burst out long and heavy.
After the 1.5 billion won crypto jackpot, now acceptance to Korea's top university.
I'd made it.
Slurp...
But that extreme tension snapping all at once was my downfall. An explosive urge to cum rocketed up before I could even try to hold back.
"Eunseo, w-wait just...!"
Spurt! Splurt! Spuuurt!
"Nngh...! Mmph...!"
Eunseo's shoulders jerked hard between my legs as she lavished me with pleasure.
Her eyes went wide as saucers.
Of course, she didn't spill a single drop.
Instead, she gripped my thighs tight with both hands, her throat bulging as she gulped down every bit of cum I unleashed straight into her stomach.
Gulp, gulp.
The obscene sound of her slender neck working filled the quiet room.
Once she'd sucked out the last drop, Eunseo finally eased her lips off my cock.
A long thread of silver stretched from her mouth before snapping.
"Ahem, ahem..."
Caught in the afterglow and embarrassment, I coughed awkwardly and shoved my chair back.
My legs wobbled, but I grabbed some tissues and hurriedly handed them to Eunseo as she poked her head out from under the desk.
"Pah..."
Eunseo exhaled roughly, wiping the remnants of white cum from her lips with the tissue.
Then she looked up at me, curving her eyes seductively with a smile.
"I told you, didn't I? My husband was obviously getting into Korea University."
"Haa... yeah. I knew the result, but actually checking it myself had my heart pounding like it was gonna explode."
Honestly, the joy of acceptance felt weirder than the instant cumshot the second I saw it.
Feels like I jizzed to my acceptance letter or something.
"Anyway, congrats, darling. Tonight, I'll give you a very special reward♡"
Eunseo brushed off her skirt and stood.
I dodged her provocative gaze, hastily fixed my pants, and flung the door open.
Staying cooped up in this tiny room with her would've meant no time to savor the acceptance before getting milked like an animal again.
Click.
The second I stepped into the living room, cold sweat beaded on me again.
"Oh, Dojin. You're out?"
Eunha stood in front of the full-length mirror in the corner, twisting to check herself out.
And she was wearing a bikini made of scraps barely bigger than her palm.
"You... what's with the bikini all of a sudden? Prepping for summer already?"
At my flustered question, Eunha shyly cradled her lower belly with both hands and mumbled.
"No... don't I look a bit chubbier?"
She stroked the exposed skin below the bikini, asking worriedly.
Why the belly of all places...?
A terrifying thought hit me. Nah, no way...? For real.
I forced a smile.
"What are you talking about? You haven't gained a pound. You look gorgeous."
Then Eunseo emerged from the room, lips neatly cleaned.
At her entrance, Eunha's gaze sharpened instantly from the mirror.
Eunha's dark eyes zeroed in on Eunseo's lips and neck.
No matter how well she'd wiped, she couldn't fully hide the scent of hot cum she'd just swallowed or the faint redness around her mouth.
"..."
Eunha's eyes narrowed. She glanced at the trace on Eunseo's lips, bit her own hard, and marched toward me.
Whoosh.
The bikini-clad Eunha yanked my left arm deep between her ample breasts, locking it tight.
Before I could flinch at the soft, heavy bare-skin contact,
"Oh my, my man's all mine, right?"
Eunseo wasn't backing down either. She pressed in, clamping my right arm against her chest in a vice grip.
Trapped in this suffocating sandwich, I looked to the heavens and barely swallowed a sigh.
"Haa... yeah, yeah, got it. Let go of my arms already. My bones are gonna snap."
I plastered on a fake smile and pulled out my trump card to divert them.
"You said you're worried about gaining weight? Weather's warming up—how about the three of us hit the beach soon?"
"B-the beach...?"
"Yeah, the beach. But first... wanna swing by the mart or department store and buy you two whole new wardrobes of cute clothes? Can't date without outfits, right?"
Both went "Ooh, nice one!" in unison, impressed.
"To celebrate my acceptance, I'm treating big today. No budget worries—go wild."
FYI, I'd withdrawn about 20 million won. I had the money.
I'd told Eunha too.
"Ooh...!"
"Ooo...!"
Eunha and Eunseo gasped in sync, eyes sparkling.
About two hours later.
The three of us were smack in the middle of the women's clothing section at the city's largest Large Shopping Mall.
Weekend crowds packed the place, but our trio drew stares like magnets.
Not just for looks. It was the rare sight.
Two near-identical beauties glued to one guy? Straight out of manga or anime.
"Whoa..."
"Insane."
"No shame, huh."
Passing guys' gazes brimmed with shock and envy.
"Darling, what about this? Spring dress."
"D-Dojin. This blouse on me...? Lame?"
Bombarded from both sides, my soul was evacuating.
I finally told them to pick whatever and fled to the plush waiting sofa by the fitting rooms.
"Haa... soul-draining, for real."
I sank deep into the cushions, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Swish.
The curtain on Fitting Room A right in front of me parted slightly, and Eunseo peeked out, just her face.
"Darling."
She glanced around sneakily, then beckoned me with a finger.
"This dress zipper's stuck in the back... come help me?"
Her eyes gleamed with obvious mischief.
No mystery what she'd do luring me into that tight, sealed space.
"Nah, just call a staff member..."
I grinned awkwardly, trying to refuse, but her persistent gaze wore me down. With a heavy sigh, I hauled my ass up.
"Fine, fine. I'll zip it quick and..."
As I took my first step toward A,
Rustle, swish.
The curtain on adjacent Fitting Room B flew open urgently.
Eunha's face poked out, red as a tomato.
"D-Dojin...!"
She'd clearly overheard. She gazed at me pitifully.
"M-my blouse strings are tangled... can't undo 'em... ugh, not there... come to my room, help me too..."
"..."
I froze like a statue.
And flinched.
A prickling stare hit me.
I slowly turned my creaky neck toward it.
A store clerk tidying the fitting area stood rooted, clothes hangers in hand, staring me down.
Her expression? Like eyeing trash. Or a stud horse? A cocktail of emotions.
I said seriously,
"It's a misunderstanding."
"Ah, yes."
"Really, total misunderstanding."
"Well... yeah, could be."
The clerk gave a soulless reply laced with genuine awe, and I could only sigh under that pitiful gaze.