Noona's Friends Are Too Difficult
"Shit." A curse slipped out loud. My cock was half-hard, threatening to tear through my pants. So fucking... so fucking lewd...
'Where the hell did she learn to talk like that?'
Did she study while watching porn? Ah, surely "studying" doesn't mean that kind of studying.
I thought about calling Seo Hyeonji right away. No, not yet. The fruit called Seo Hyeonji is still in the process of ripening. Even though it's not fully ripe, she's putting on this incredible performance. What would she be like once she's fully mature? How much lewder could she get? I can't wait to find out.
Instead of calling, I sent a text.
In the end, I jerked off after watching the video Seo Hyeonji sent. I couldn't help it. No other porn could catch my eye anymore.
Beep beep beep——.
"Haaah?!"
Seo Hyeonji, who had just finished recording and sending the video, jumped at the sound of the door lock outside. She hurriedly put on her underwear and pajamas, then sat at her desk and turned on her laptop. She opened a notebook in front of her and pretended to study.
Knock knock knock.
"Can I come in?"
"Y-yeah......"
The one who opened the door and entered was Seo Hyeonji's older sister, Seo Yujin. She hadn't stopped by her own place and was still in her office outfit from work.
"Noona?"
"Hey. Did our Hyeonji behave while I was gone?"
"Yeah. What about you, Noona?"
Seo Yujin ran over and pulled Seo Hyeonji into a tight hug. She smelled like perfume.
"Noona couldn't sleep properly because I missed our Hyeonji so much~."
"Hehe......"
"You were studying? Aww, that's so admirable."
Smack, smack, smack. She planted kisses on Seo Hyeonji's forehead and cheeks. Seo Hyeonji felt embarrassed by her sister but also happy.
"Our Hyeonji changed her profile picture. Who took it for you?"
"Uh, a f-friend......"
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Hehe, it was pretty~."
"Thanks."
Smack smack smack, smack smack smack smack—. Seo Yujin showered her little sister's face with kisses and squeezed her belly a bunch before finally letting go.
"Keep studying hard."
"Okay."
After Seo Yujin left, Seo Hyeonji let out a small sigh, her face covered in red kiss marks.
"Haaah......"
In the end, she'd even lied to her sister. All she'd "studied" today was coming up with lewd lines for the video. Her face flushed hot at the thought of the video she'd just sent.
Buzz—. A text arrived with a vibration.
"Hehehe......"
A bright smile bloomed across Seo Hyeonji's face as she read it. She grinned from ear to ear, little laughs escaping her lips. She hugged her phone tightly, cherishing the single message from him.
Friday. As soon as I got home from school, I showered and picked out clothes. I put on the cleanest outfit I owned, making sure it didn't look like I was trying too hard. I even added some volume to my bangs with a hairdryer.
"Hmm. This isn't bad."
I checked myself in the mirror from different angles. It looked decent. Today was the day Yang Minah was introducing me to her friend Han Yeonju. My heart was already pounding as I left the house.
'I wonder what she'll be wearing.'
If she came out dressed casually like when she was behind Kim Yuyoung... it would mean she only saw me as her friend's little brother. But if she dressed up... it would mean she saw me as a man.
Praying she'd come dressed nicely, I headed to the meeting spot.
"Yuon!"
Yang Minah, standing in front of the restaurant, waved at me. She was wearing her usual leather jacket and leather pants. The design was slightly different from last time, so she must have several similar outfits. Under the leather jacket zipped up to just below her chest, she wore a gray sports bra. It was less provocative than last time.
In front of her stood a blonde woman.
'Whoa.'
The moment I saw her face as she turned, I swallowed dryly without realizing it. She was wearing a white ball cap, but her outfit wasn't sloppy. Lightly made-up face, pastel sky-blue short-sleeve blouse, white shorts. Her pale skin, incredible figure, and especially her proportions were no joke. Even in such a simple outfit, she gave off the vibe of a photoshoot set. She really looked like a model, just like they said.
"This is Kim Yuon, and this is Han Yeonju. Say hi to each other."
"Nice to meet you."
"......Hi."
When I bowed, Han Yeonju gave a small nod. Her voice was really quiet. Even quieter than Seo Hyeonji's. Yang Minah grinned and poked my arm.
"She's just shy. Let's go in."
"Yeah."
"......"
Yang Minah opened the door and went in, followed by Han Yeonju. I trailed behind, staring at Han Yeonju's back.
'Holy shit.'
It was the best back view I'd ever seen. Just looking at it made my lower body react.
"Order whatever. My treat."
Yang Minah said as she opened the menu. Does this noona have a lot of money? She keeps buying stuff every time I see her.
"No, Noona, you don't have to pay every time."
"Come on, I'm the one who called you out today, so I'm paying~."
"......Thanks for the meal."
Han Yeonju spoke quietly.
"Still......"
"......Minah's rich."
Her soft, gentle voice was incredibly sweet.
"......Noona's rich?"
Then why work part-time at a PC bang... as a hobby?
"Ahem! Not exactly rich. I just get a lot of allowance from my parents and my sister."
"......That's what being rich means."
At Han Yeonju's words, Yang Minah burst out laughing and slid the menu toward me. We ordered food, and while waiting, I tried talking to Han Yeonju. Since Yang Minah told us to drop the formalities, I did.
"Noona Yeonju, you're a model, right? What kind of work do you do?"
"......Just stuff."
"Uh... fashion?"
"......"
Nod.
"Ah, so you do photoshoots and stuff?"
"......"
Nod.
"She does fitting modeling for shopping malls, magazine modeling, product ads—pretty much everything."
Yang Minah jumped in from the side, unable to watch anymore. Until the food arrived, Han Yeonju said no more than five words. Just nods, or slight head shakes. That was it.
'Does she not like me?'
She barely responded or reacted, so it was frustrating. The person who was so loud in the group chat was completely silent now, making me wonder if she didn't like me.
Even during the meal, only Yang Minah and I talked. Han Yeonju gave occasional short answers. The awkwardness was killing me.
While we were paying and leaving the restaurant, Yang Minah texted me. So she was just shy? That eased my mind a little.
......
......
......
Even after seven empty soju bottles were lined up on the table, Han Yeonju still wasn't talking.
'Fuck, she said she'd be fine.'
How strong was her alcohol tolerance? Her cheeks were only slightly red, and she showed no signs of being drunk. Actually, since she barely spoke, I couldn't even tell if she was drunk or not. That cold beauty with the provocative looks and the completely opposite attitude. Ah. I wanted to go home. I wanted to jerk off to the video Seo Hyeonji sent.
"Ah, I'm getting drunk......"
"Drink slowly~."
Since talking to Han Yeonju wasn't going well, the drinking pace naturally sped up. So now I—the one with the weakest tolerance—was the only one drunk.
"Noona, I'm gonna rest for a bit......"
My head was spinning too much, so I leaned against the wall, closed my eyes, and said I needed a break. About ten minutes passed like that. Yang Minah, who had been chattering away by herself, asked Han Yeonju,
"Yeonju-ya, what do you think of him?"
At that question, my mind slowly surfaced from sleep. It became clear. I kept my eyes closed, pretending to sleep, and focused my ears.
"......"
"He's okay?"
"......"
"He's fun, right?"
"......"
"He's handsome, right?"
"......"
Goddamn it, say something. Is this even a conversation or not? I couldn't tell if she was nodding or shaking her head. I thought about opening my eyes a crack but held back, afraid I'd get caught immediately.
"His cock is fucking huge too."
"......"
"And he's pretty good. Good stamina too."
"......"
"You said you've never had a proper cock before, right? Try sleeping with him once."
"......"
The conversation level was no joke. So they talked about this kind of stuff? ...Yoon Seona too? Seo Hyeonji too? I was curious. I was dying to know how Han Yeonju was reacting right in front of me. My cock was starting to react too. Ah, of course I wasn't curious about Kim Yuyoung. Who cares about that.
"Well, not today though. I called dibs on him today."
"......"
What, Yang Minah was planning to do it with me today? I didn't come here expecting to sleep with Yang Minah. Ah. I'm hard.
"......I'm going."
"Huh?"
"I'm... going home......"
Suddenly Han Yeonju said she was leaving. That sentence came out remarkably clear. It was the clearest and loudest thing she'd said all day.
"Yeah, it is getting late. Let's go. Yuon-ah, Kim Yuon, snap out of it."
Yang Minah shook my arm. Only then did I pretend to wake up and stand.
"Ugh... I fell asleep?"
"You were sleeping well. Let's go. We need to take Yeonju home."
"...What about Noona?"
"I'm staying with you. We have things to do, remember?"
Grin. Yang Minah smiled wickedly and licked her lower lip. Saliva glistened on the piercing below her lip. I stood up, stumbled from the alcohol, and grabbed Han Yeonju's shoulder to steady myself. She looked at me. Her eyes were pretty cold.
"Ah, sorry."
"......"
She just shot me a glare and turned away. She went to the counter to pay for the drinks. Was she mad? She really was a difficult woman. Han Yeonju. In the end, Yang Minah grabbed my side and half-supported, half-dragged me along. I slung my arm over Yang Minah's shoulder and let her lead me, stumbling. The world was spinning.
Han Yeonju called a taxi and got in. Yang Minah took a picture of the license plate. Seeing that reminded me of the first time I drank with Park Jiyeon and sent her home late, taking a picture of the taxi plate.
"Let's go."
Yang Minah kept her arm around mine and led me. When I came to my senses, I was on a motel bed kissing her.
"......Minah Noona?"
"Yeah?"
"This is a motel?"
"Puhaha! You don't remember?"
"I remember suggesting we go to a motel, but I don't know how we got here......"
"Puahaha! You're so fucking drunk."
"You noonas drink way too strong......"
"Cute little shit. Just relax. Noona will take good care of you."
Smack, chuup— chuap—. The only sound echoing in my hazy mind was the sound of kissing Yang Minah. The alcohol smell filled both our breaths. Just exchanging breaths and saliva was enough to make me feel drunk again.
"Haa, chuup, haah... chuup......"
I gently pushed away Yang Minah, who was clinging to me so hard it was difficult to breathe. Panting heavily, I pressed down on her shoulders and said,
"Minah Noona... suck it......"
Yang Minah grinned and moved down. She unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down. She stroked my cock a few times over my underwear, then yanked those down too. She completely removed my pants and positioned herself over my half-erect cock. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
Drip—. A strand of saliva stretched like a thread from her tongue and landed on my cock, warm and wet. Yang Minah spread it over my entire glans with her thumb.
"Huuu......!"
I gasped without meaning to. The stimulation was that intense. It was just saliva and her thumb rubbing, but because I was drunk, maybe.
"I only do this for my boyfriend, but I'm making a special exception for you, Yuon."
"Huuu... Noona......"
As she spoke, Yang Minah rubbed the saliva-covered glans with her thumb. She twirled her finger in circles, rubbing the boundary between the glans and shaft, and over the urethral opening. I could feel the blood rushing in an instant. It felt so, so good.
Drip—. More of Yang Minah's saliva fell. She grabbed my shaft with one hand and rubbed the glans with the palm of her other hand. My breathing grew rougher as her hand movements sped up. Faster and faster, like accelerating.
Pat pat pat pat!
"Huuuuurgh!"
I came instantly from Yang Minah's handjob, spurting thick ropes of cum that soaked her hair and face.
"Our Yuon came a lot~."
In my post-orgasm haze and alcohol-blurred vision, I saw Yang Minah licking the cum off her palm with a smile.
"How much are you gonna cum inside Noona's pussy?♡"