Harem 4P: Serving Master with [Lipsticked Lips] ♥
Meanwhile, Ian wasn't the only one having a very busy time of it — Hong Changki was, too.
Granted, there were still problems left over from before, but right now, as a man who had openly vowed to build a harem, he had a duty to see to.
"Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! ...Phew!!"
Sweat steaming off his whole body and splattering to the floor, he chugged water straight from the plastic bottle. Never taking his lips off it, he drained all two liters in a single pull, then let his head hang.
"...Fucking lunatics."
Where that low curse fell, three bitches huddled snugly together, attending to their Master.
"Gokk~♡ Gokkgokkgokk~♡ Up, aaaaahk...! Gahak... Uaaak...!!"
— A milch cow in a cat mask, draped head to toe in black cloth, swallowed his cock down, gulp after gulp.
— Leftover water from his drink trickled in a thin stream onto the crown of her head, but she couldn't have cared less — she had a cock to service.
"Behp... Belelelel... Belerel... Bere...♡"
— A blonde cow, masked just like her companion, licked his balls.
— As if declaring her own tongue the exclusive cushion of Lord Balls, she cradled both from underneath and lapped them bero bero~♡
"Ungu, ung, berep♡ berup♡ erelele~♡ lelelelet~♡"
— And last of all, the redheaded ginger, cat mask on as well, pitched in with the service.
— Cock and balls were both spoken for, so as though it went without saying, she circled around behind him and pressed her face into the cleft of his ass.
— Seizing his cheeks in both hands and prying them wide, she buried her tongue deep in his asshole and sucked away, lelele~♡, like it was delicious.
My brain cells are going to burn out...
Just standing there at his ease was bliss.
Even while he drank his water, three beauties clung to his cock, offering up tongues and lips to flatter the male they loved into a good mood.
And the fact that all three had put on lipstick on purpose was blatant in every possible way.
Each, from her own station, was marking her territory like a beast: I sucked here, so don't you two even think about aiming for it.
"Aogok~♡ Aogok, Changki'sh cawk... sho much... uk, oup~♡ Ungu, uuuung, uuung~~♡♡"
— First, the milch cow, Song Seongyeon: black lipstick slathered on thick, she sucked away with a wet chuuwat—!
— She opened her throat and swallowed the cock to the root, then stamped a neat black, round lip print right on the very tip of his dick.
— As if bragging her record to the other bitches: I can take it this deep.
"Huroop... hururup... Yes, and for Lord Balls, who works so hard again today... please accept this praise sticker.... Uuip~! Unguuup~! Chuuuup~♡ jjujju♡ chujujuchul~♡"
— Then Seres, matching the cow's rhythm, swallowed both balls at once.
— This one left her stamp in a red as deep as a rose, big and unmistakable.
— After pressing her lipstick seal onto both balls simultaneously, she went back and forth between them, mwah mwah mwah~♡
— She coated them in kisses until a red lip print would show from any of 360 degrees, wearing her possessiveness for all to see.
"Ungu, uhp, don'tcha forget the ajumma's ranked lowest on the totem pole, 'kay~? Chwup♡ chwup♡ chrurru... uhp, I'm a handy bitch who'll make your back hole taste all nice like this...! Jjutjjut~♡ chuuuup~♡ jupurururup~♡"
— Bringing up the rear — literally — Brigitte planted lip stamps in every last crease around his anus.
— She'd gone trashy, even adopting a purple that clashed with her own hair, just to advertise herself.
— All the while she stiffened her tongue to lick him out from the inside, flattering her Master into a trance with the sticky, filthy tongue-work only a born-slimy woman could deliver.
.........
......However you looked at it, he was a mass of kisses.
Black, red, purple — lip prints in every color had all but buried his crotch when he finally said something.
"You girls... planning to blow what's left of my ethics to pieces while you're at it...?"
"Beheee~♡"
They answered instantly, of course.
The three bitches were perverts who loved their Master far, far too much.
Cat masks on their faces, but their behavior was no different from Natalia with her personality scooped out.
Masochists gone insane for cock. Why the hell do they love a guy like me this much?
As the scene went on and on, Hong Changki's walls crumbled little by little.
He was a man too, after all.
He wasn't about to watch something like this and just let it slide.
"Hey, cow. I can tell you've been half-assing that throat of yours for a while now. Quit fussing over pretty little lip stamps. If you're going to latch onto my cock ahead of everyone else, then put making me feel good first, you useless bitch."
"...Uuk!? Uuuuup!!!"
He seized the cow's head with his right hand and hauled her onto him, driving into her throat.
"U, ogok~! Uooop!? Ok, ok, ooook!! Gokkgokkgokk! Keuip~!? Gagk♡ gagk♡ gagk♡ gagk♡"
When the cow opened her throat without a flicker of rebellion, he kept his grip on her hair and pistoned her onto him, gluk gluk~♡, forcing the length down.
Then, with his left hand, he grabbed a fistful of the hair belonging to Brigitte, still slurping away at his ass.
"And you, my dear ajumma. If you're going to do it, suck deeper. Don't brag out loud about how hard you're trying — prove it. Or should I toss you right out?"
"U, ua~? Up!? Huuuup~~!!"
Just like Seongyeon, Brigitte had her hair yanked, and her nose jammed hard against his ass.
Held there, pushed in deeper than before, she swirled her tongue around, flick flick~♡, flattering him for all she was worth.
Apparently she truly didn't want to be thrown away — even licking such a filthy place, she didn't voice a single complaint.
"And Seres, you too—"
"...Uhp, uup, u, would you like me to suck harder as well?"
"You're fine. More importantly — who just called you?"
"Hururup~♡ Unguup, Master Ian... said he had business with you... so I told him you would call back once we finished...."
"Ian?"
"Probably guild work... uum... If it's weighing on you, shall I contact him now?"
"Taking a call mid-fuck is bad manners. It can wait till after."
...You're the one who was stirring things up just now, though.
A textbook double standard, casually deployed — but since it was her beloved oppa doing it, she let it slide.
More than anything, right now she wanted to focus on the sex.
Three grown women had gathered around one man, clinging to him and putting on this whole circus, and Hong Changki was none the worse for it.
Any ordinary man would have been drained dry, his cock dead and buried — instead, it was the three women's asses that trembled.
Classic Changki... he nailed a load into each of our pussies to start things off, and he's still fresh as ever...
Our pussies are already starting to burn... just what on earth are you, oppa...?
It's that Nectar skill of his, isn't it? That's what makes him this strong?
White liquid trickled down from the pussy holes of the three bitches busy servicing cock, balls, and anus.
Exactly as they said — he'd only just left a fresh load in every one of the three, and their pussies, aching to be filled again, were desperate for it.
"Unguuuuk, uk~♡ Oouuk~♡ Gokk, aaagahhaaa~♡"
— So Song Seongyeon flattered him all the harder.
— Every time her hair was pulled, she didn't resist; she opened her throat and sucked him deeper.
— As if begging him to fuck her again, quickly. Even as her pretty face swelled scarlet, she bore it and answered with deep throat.
"Berep~♡ berep~♡ Buheeeep~♡ Behup♡ behup♡"
— Seres joined in here as well, sucking diligently, careful not to make his balls hurt.
— As if to announce I'm right here, you know, she focused on maddening little shivery licks, belo belo belo—!!
— She stuck to her method: darting back and forth between the left ball and the right like a bat, teasing each in turn.
"Belerere~♡ Bererurup~♡ Ungbe, ebehup~♡ Unguuuk~♡"
— And Brigitte? Nothing needed saying.
— Hers was the woman who, more desperately and devotedly than anyone, sucked his anus while pleading for his love.
— Even once the grip on her hair let go, she pushed her tongue in deep and explored his insides.
— Give me your cock soon, don't throw the ajumma away — she advertised her worth with every stroke.
...And as for what was really going through their heads, that went without saying.
Hurp, uuup, give me your cock~! Fuck me again~! Wreck my pussy and turn it all red~!
More of oppa's cock... please let me taste it... quickly... please rape me...!
Heee... sob... you're not already sick of the ajumma's body, are you...? N-no, right~? Then give me your cock... your cooock...!
Even without putting it into words, every gesture they made as they gazed up at him dripped with lust, depravity steeped into their very bones.
Women who would kill a person, if that was what it took to receive his love and his cock (seriously).
Faced with the three bitches' desperate service, he blurted it out without thinking.
"What, did you die in a past life from not getting enough cock...?"
"—Uup!?"
Two of them flinched at the throwaway remark.
Thankfully, Hong Changki didn't notice — but Song Seongyeon, mouth still wrapped around his cock, grinned sheepishly.
"...Why are you laughing? Is my cock that tasty?"
"Ummuhee... buhek... moohiheeoo~! Ongok~♡ Ogook~♡"
Her face burned scarlet from the skewering of her throat, and still she kept smiling.
Even if she suffocated and died right there, Song Seongyeon would without a doubt consider it a privilege.
Her maddening mouth service had his balls boiling, and Hong Changki pondered what to do with this.
The service has been as good as it gets, and now I want to plow them again, but—
— A problem had come up.
He'd originally planned to fuck the best licker first, but all three had served so earnestly that he couldn't rank a single one of them.
Ask whose pussy gets used first and they'll obviously tear each other apart...
...So here's what we'll do. With that, he leaned his upper body forward, gripped Song Seongyeon by the neck, and pulled his cock free.
"...Uuk!? Bobubububop!!! Uk, phe...! Phee... hee...??"
The beast whose feed — his cock — had been snatched away glared up at her Master, face full of grievance.
Her eyes demanded an answer: I was sucking just fine, why now?
But instead of answering, he wrapped a hand around his own cock, jerked it a few times — tak, tak, tak — and hunched forward.
"From now on, when I shoot, whoever catches the most cum in her mouth goes first. Next-most goes second. And whoever catches the least goes last."
".........??"
What was this, some porn-tube site? A ranking game out of nowhere?
For a heartbeat they wondered what the hell this was about—
"───!!!"
— and then they understood what first place meant.
The winner here would earn the right to get fucked first.
Aaah~! This guy's pitting us against each other so smoothly we didn't even notice...!?
And even while doing that, he's calibrating it just right so we don't genuinely turn on one another...
He isn't even someone who got his memories back, and he just breezes right into this kind of talk! Is he a natural at this or what!?
Flustered as they were, the three women quit being human, precisely as their Master intended.
They emptied their minds so no stray thought could sneak in.
They laid down their pride, their dignity, all of it.
Instead they sprawled flat on the floor, eyes locked on the glans that could fire at any moment, tongues lolling out of their mouths like dogs — hah, hah, hah.
His insolent attitude? They couldn't have cared less.
Sex came first right now — their eyes gleamed as they burned with lust.