A Noisy Housewarming - 2
Yun Jiyeon and I sat with our backs to the TV, while across from us Jeong Suyeon and Lee Naye leaned against the sofa, sitting on the floor.
To the left of the table in the middle, Eunsol lay sprawled out; to the right, Jeong Hana was lying down.
In this cramped space of less than a meter across, there were a full six people.
Even excluding Yun Jiyeon and me, that still left four others.
Eunsol and Jeong Hana, collapsed on the floor, seemed completely out of it—but right in front of us, Jeong Suyeon and Lee Naye had their eyes wide open.
Even so, Yun Jiyeon’s hands, loosened by the alcohol, showed no restraint.
Sliiiide—
A hand slipped secretly under the table and glided along my thigh.
It crept closer and closer to dangerous territory.
Squeeze, squeeze—
Is she insane?
No matter how explosive her lust got, this was way too risky!
The hand kneading my crotch was pure danger.
If Eunsol or Jeong Hana so much as opened their eyes, we’d be caught instantly.
And if either Jeong Suyeon or Lee Naye across from us stood up, it would be over just the same.
"Heh…"
She’s laughing?
Yun Jiyeon dipped her head slightly, a faint smile on her lips.
Was she actually enjoying this?
Drunk Yun Jiyeon was definitely dangerous.
"Unnie, let me pour you a glass."
"Naye really is the best~ Thank you~"
"Sunwoo, I’ll pour yours."
"Thank you, haha…!"
Lee Naye refilled Jeong Suyeon’s glass, and Yun Jiyeon refilled mine.
Thanks to that, my cock—which had been on the verge of full hardness—settled back down a little.
"Heh heh…"
"……"
This woman, seriously…!
The moment I took the bottle and filled her glass, Yun Jiyeon set her own cup down and went right back to fondling my crotch.
"Come on, let’s have a drink. Jiyeon, you raise your glass too."
"Yeah."
"Yeah??"
"What? We’re the same age."
"Ah…"
Come to think of it, both of them were thirty-six now.
In my previous life and this one, I’d always called her “ajumma” from the start, so it had never really sunk in that they were the same age.
"Still, you can’t call me noona."
"Huh?"
"Sua calls you oppa. If you start calling me noona, that would be a little weird, wouldn’t it?"
"Ah… right. Okay."
The titles didn’t really matter.
When we had sex I just called her by name anyway.
"So where are you planning to open the academy? As a celebration of us becoming friends, I’ll be your first member."
"Really? But the Central District Prosecutors’ Office is where, exactly?"
"Seocho-dong."
"Then where’s your place?"
"The family home is in Yeonhui-dong. Right now I’m living in Nonhyeon-dong. Commuting was a pain, so I’m staying in a small officetel."
"Ah… then it’s way too far…"
Yun Jiyeon was about to open her own academy.
Not a cram school for studying— a pilates studio for body and health management.
She’d taken the pilates she’d been doing at home for exercise, studied it professionally, earned her certification, and had spent about four months working as an instructor while preparing to start her own business.
By the end of the year, news about the pandemic would start flooding in, and by 2020 she’d have to close the physical doors—but she planned to run remote classes and open a YouTube channel, so she’d probably pull in quite a bit of income.
Once Kim Sua debuted, the attention would spill over onto her as well.
"Where are you thinking of opening it?"
"Seongsu-dong."
"Huh?? Not Gangnam?"
"Sunwoo recommended it."
"Is that place actually good?"
"Noona, if you’re going to invest in real estate, do it in Seongsu-dong. If you’re serious about investing, I’ll even pick out the exact building for you. You know I make money well, right? It’s because of this kind of eye."
"Sorry, but I don’t have that kind of money. How am I supposed to buy a building on a civil servant’s salary?"
"Other prosecutors all own a few places each, don’t they?"
"That’s…! Haa… never mind."
Clean prosecutors like Jeong Suyeon were rare.
Extremely rare.
Which was exactly why getting anything done was so hard.
"Is that going well?"
"I don’t think this is the place to talk about it."
"That’s why I’m asking like this."
"Well… so-so."
The customer assault case had finally brought Burning Moon to the surface at the end of last November.
But the investigation was still treating it as a simple assault, so the truth hidden underneath hadn’t come out yet.
Of course, Jeong Suyeon had probably already secured a mountain of evidence and circumstantial proof.
"Ugh…!"
"What’s wrong?"
"Ah, nothing… my leg just cramped up a little…"
The hand that had been kneading me through my pants pulled the zipper down and slipped inside.
With only thin underwear between us, her fingertips stroked my stiff cock, then undid the buckle and slid into my briefs.
"Ahem! Ahem! Khh…!"
"What now?"
"Something got stuck in my throat."
"Want some water?"
"No, I’m fine now."
No matter how many fake coughs I threw out as a signal to stop, she showed no intention of quitting.
In that case, it was time for a counterattack.
I couldn’t just keep taking it.
"Nn…"
A tiny moan slipped out.
I stroked the leg exposed beneath the long sweater dress.
The skirt that barely covered her knees rode up along her thigh under my sliding hand.
Much easier to touch now.
Before long my hand was gliding over her crotch, pushing into even more secret places until it met Yun Jiyeon’s panties—already soaked through.
"Ah!!"
"Jesus…! What’s with you now?!"
"Ajumma…?"
"I-I forgot the sausages I made for Sol…!"
"I thought it was something serious… Sol’s asleep. Just…"
"Sol’s sausageee~~!!! Uung… Sol’s sausage… Sunwoo’s sausageee…. Uung… ung…"
"……"
At the word “sausage,” Eunsol shot upright, mumbled in her sleep for a moment, then collapsed onto Lee Naye’s thigh.
"I’ll go get them right away!"
"Tch…"
This time I was the one smacking my lips.
I’d run off before I could even get proper revenge.
But something felt off.
"……"
"Mmm…"
Had she been lying like that originally?
I carefully watched Jeong Hana twitching and mumbling in her sleep.
Just a moment ago her face had been turned toward Jeong Suyeon, but now her body was curled like a shrimp with her face pointed this way.
Nah, no way… she didn’t see, right?
"I’m telling you! This little brat was so fearless he even provoked them while gathering evidence! A seven-year-old!"
"Wow…. No, more than that… I really had no idea… that Sunwoo, Naye, and Sol went through something so hard…. I don’t know anything about you at all, Sunwoo…"
Jeong Suyeon, who had wanted soju, was rapidly emptying the whiskey we had at home and getting thoroughly drunk.
She’d even dragged up our past and was lost in her own memories, while Yun Jiyeon, hearing about the trash director couple, looked at me with pitying eyes.
Clack—
"Ah, my chopsticks fell."
"……"
They hadn’t fallen.
She’d dropped them.
With deliberate fingers she knocked the chopsticks sitting on the table to the floor, then went out of her way to announce it before ducking under the table.
Sitting on the floor, she could have just reached out—but picking up chopsticks had never been the point.
Slurp… suck… slurp…
Since the hand play had already been going on, Yun Jiyeon easily pulled my cock free from my underwear, took it into her mouth, and sucked.
Of course she had to spit it out and sit back up almost immediately.
Our watchdog was a prosecutor, after all.
"You’ve been through so much, Sunwoo…"
"It’s nothing. Right now is harder, actually."
Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, Yun Jiyeon comforted me with half-lidded eyes that only made things worse.
I wanted to sweep the drinking table clean right then and there, lay her on top of it, and fuck her senseless.
"What the hell… is this fake whiskey? Why is it disappearing so fast?"
"There’s still half left."
"There’s only half left!"
"If you want more, I’ll bring it. There’s a liquor cellar downstairs. Plenty of booze."
"Bragging about having money?"
"Why are you talking like that?"
"Sunwoo."
We weren’t fighting—just having a normal conversation with Jeong Suyeon.
But Yun Jiyeon cut in as if telling me to stop, zipping me back up under the table as she did.
"Where’s that liquor?"
"What liquor?"
"The fruit wine I made."
"Why switch to fruit wine in the middle of whiskey…"
"Naye! Naye!!"
"Why are you suddenly waking a sleeping kid?!"
"Mmm…!! Ajumma…?"
"Keep Suyeon company for a bit. I’ll be right back."
"Ah…"
"Then let’s go find it quickly, Sunwoo!"
Hurriedly yanking her skirt—which had ridden up to her thighs—back down, Yun Jiyeon sprang to her feet and gestured urgently as she strode toward the stairs.
I finished zipping up, buckled my belt, and stood as well.
Thud!!
The staircase had a wall on one side and a railing on the other.
Yun Jiyeon, who had been going down ahead of me, suddenly spun around and shoved me against the wall.
"I can’t hold back anymore…! You look so pitiful and sad, Sunwoo…!"
"W-wait…! We haven’t even gone halfway down…!! Ugh…!"
"Mmmp…! Mmph…! Mmmp…!"
In no time she had yanked my pants down, squatted on the stairs, and was carefully sucking my cock.
After hours of continuous teasing, I was already hypersensitive.
The urge to come rose fast.
But I couldn’t finish like this.
I had to properly repay her for tormenting me.
Sliiiide—
I leaned forward and reached both hands down.
I gently tugged the skirt trapped between her thighs and calves while she squatted, pulling it free past her hips.
Then I yanked it up in one motion.
Whoosh~
Thud—
The dress peeled off her body and fluttered down the stairs.
No time to undress properly.
I hooked the bra straps off her shoulders with my forearms and yanked the bra up.
Bounce~
I grabbed her bare breasts and pulled her to her feet.
"Sunwoo… mmph…!"
Yun Jiyeon offered her mouth of her own accord; we kissed while I kneaded her breasts and tormented her nipples.
"Pwah…! Haa… haa… nn…!"
When I squeezed her breasts like I was milking them, she broke the kiss and moaned.
I spun her around.
Then I pushed her forward until she was draped over the downward-sloping railing.
Her swaying breasts hung out through the metal frame of the railing.
"How should I take you?"
"Haa… haa…"
Panting, Yun Jiyeon only turned her head to look at me, then piteously let go of the railing with one hand and reached back toward the ass she was presenting to me.
She tugged her soaked panties aside and said,
"Use me… as your personal masturbation toy, Sunwoo…"
"Good girl, Yun Jiyeon."
"Haaauuunn…!!!!"
The moment I buried my cock inside her as if being sucked in, her tensed ass made her pussy clench hard around me.
This was the moment her body—made even more elastic from preparing the pilates academy and gaining instructor experience—showed its true purpose.
Squelch— squelch— squelch— squelch—
I couldn’t slam into that luscious ass too hard.
We hadn’t even come down half a flight from the living room stairs.
Any loud noise and we’d be caught immediately.
"Mmph…! Mmmp…!! Mmmmph…!!"
Knowing that, Yun Jiyeon now clamped the hand that had pulled her panties aside over her own mouth, straining with everything she had to hold back the moans trying to burst free.
Squeeze!!
I leaned over her back, slipped both hands through the railing, and mercilessly grabbed her bouncing breasts.
Thrust…! Thrust…! Thrust…!
Even knowing I shouldn’t, power automatically gathered in my hips.
Still, I kept the impacts against her ass as quiet as possible while thrusting until the head of my cock kissed her deepest wall.
But something felt off.
The same feeling I’d had while sitting in the living room earlier.
No way…
Sliiiide—
Still draped over Yun Jiyeon’s back, I turned my head and checked the top of the stairs.
"……"
"……"
Innocent eyes behind round glasses.
Thrust…! Thrust…! Thrust…! Thrust…!
I kept moving my hips while locking eyes with Jeong Hana.
I’d drunk quite a bit myself; this instinct wouldn’t listen to reason.
No—I already knew.
Stopping now wouldn’t change a single thing.
So I kept pounding Yun Jiyeon’s pussy, and between the climax that had been building for hours and the filthy thrill of Jeong Hana watching, the urge exploded.
"Ugh…!!"
"Mmmmmph…!!!!!"
Spurt!! Spurt!! Spurt!! Spurt!! Spurt!!
I poured every drop of cum straight into Yun Jiyeon’s pussy.
In that moment I looked away.
When I glanced back up the stairs, Jeong Hana’s innocent eyes were gone.
"Fuck… I’m screwed…"
"Haaa… haaa…"
In the bathroom on the first basement level, Yun Jiyeon and I roughly cleaned up, then grabbed two bottles of whiskey and one bottle of fruit wine from the liquor cellar on the second basement level and returned to the living room.
"You just started steeping that wine? Why did it take so long! Naye fell asleep!"
"Sorry…"
"It took a while to find it. But is Hana still asleep?"
Jeong Hana, who had definitely met my eyes, was lying on the floor in the exact same position as before.
"Can’t you see? She’s been sleeping the whole time."
"……"
She’s been asleep the whole time?
Am I just that drunk?
Did I see things?
I wasn’t that far gone…
"Mmm…"
I stared down at Jeong Hana twitching and mumbling in her sleep, then sat back down.
The drinking continued, and once midnight passed the gathering finally wound down.
"There’s a guest room. Sleep there."
"Nah. Hana’s here, so I’ll just sleep on the sofa."
"I said I’ll carry her."
"Listen here, Mr. Wolf. Planning to cop a feel while you move her? Hana’s my little sister. Cousin, sure, but she’s basically my real sister. So don’t try anything stupid."
"……"
Sorry, but I already took Jeong Hana’s virginity.
Though that was the first and last time.
"Don’t even think about touching my sister. You go move Sol and Naye to a room."
"I’ll bring you a blanket."
"Thanks, Jiyeon~ Then I’m gonna go wash up~~"
Her alcohol tolerance was ridiculous.
She’d downed several bottles of whiskey and still looked fine.
By that measure I was the same, though.
Well, Yun Jiyeon had been pacing herself, so of course she was fine.
"Hey, Lee Naye. Naye!"
"Mm…! Don’t be so loud…!"
"Sorry."
When a woman gets drunk she’s supposed to get a little cute, but she was still pure wildcat.
I carried Lee Naye to a room first.
Then I came back down to the living room, scooped up Eunsol, and headed back up to the second floor.
"Augh, heavy…!"
"Uung… Sunwoo… Seonu…"
"Yeah, it’s me…!"
"Hehe… it’s Seonu…."
Clinging to my neck while I held her, Eunsol sucked on my throat with her plump lips, making me tremble and barely manage to lay her on the bed.
"Whew…"
"Uung…"
It was exhausting, but looking at Eunsol’s face sleeping like a baby made a smile slip out.
"Pfft… Sleep well, Sol."
I lightly kissed her forehead and was about to get up from the bed when—
Grab—
Eunsol’s hand seized me right there.
"Sunwoo sausage… wanna eat…. Suck… slurp…"
"Hey, that’s my pants…!"
"Uung…! Gonna eat the sausage…!"
"If you’re gonna eat it, at least take them off first…! Seriously…"
I hurriedly stripped off my pants.
They weren’t clean—I’d been ferrying trainees around and there’d been a bit of a scene at Lee Hayeon’s place, so they were dirty.
"Aaa…!"
"Slurp… suck… heeee…"
Burying her face between my legs and sucking my cock, Eunsol made happy little sounds and swirled her slightly extended tongue around the head.
"Ah…! Sol…!! That’s a bit…! Ugh…!"
"Hehe~ Seonu likes it… heeee…"
Encouraged by my reaction, she spun her tongue even faster, then started licking wildly at the tip of my urethra while pumping the shaft with both hands.
But why did I have that feeling again right now…
Whip!
I turned my head.
Through the crack of the door I hadn’t properly closed while carrying Sol in, a pair of round glasses and innocent eyes were staring straight inside.
No, this woman is seriously…!
What kind of voyeurism is this?!
Why is she following me around like a stalker and peeping!!
"Sunwoo…"
"Huh??"
"Love Sol…"
With both legs neatly folded to the side and her face still buried between my thighs, Eunsol flipped onto her back and stretched both arms out.
I wanted to pin her down right that second, but first I had to go close the door.
But then…
"Sunwoo… don’t leave Sol… hic…"
"W-why are you crying…?!"
"Don’t go… don’t gooo… hic…"
"I’m not going! I’m not!"
"Hehe… hic… hit…"
She was completely wasted.
She made it impossible for me to even go close the door, shedding fat tears while forcing me to hold her.
And through the crack in the door came Jeong Hana’s voice.
"This is harem life…!"