Chapter 14: Who Here Has Sucked on Da-bin Noona's Breasts? (Branch Point 02)

Jae-min finally mustered the courage with a little liquid help from the booze. The question that came out of his mouth was...

"Who here wants to kiss Da-bin noona?"

I casually folded a finger. Jae-min didn't hesitate either and folded his.

Da-bin watched as both guys drinking with her folded their fingers. Her face turned beet red, like it was about to explode. Hearing Jae-min basically confess he wanted to kiss her left her flustered beyond words.

Sure, she'd given him a handjob before, but that was different from now. This time, her boyfriend—me—was sitting right there in front of them. But I didn't stop Jae-min's bold statement at all.

In other words, seeing this, Da-bin would be convinced I was even thirstier for netorase acts. Plus, her handjob for Jae-min had been this unspoken thing we'd both buried. But his kiss comment now implied that wasn't just a one-off—it could go further.

Of course, Da-bin had probably figured it out already, seeing me go off for drinks alone with Jae-min and then have a second round at home. That I wanted more netorase. Still, when the moment actually played out, it was natural for her to feel embarrassed and thrown off as a woman.

That's when I had to take control and smooth things over. That was how a boyfriend took care of his girl.

I opened my mouth to defuse the tension.

"Whoa, Han Jae-min's being super honest, huh? Yeah, Da-bin's pretty hot..."

"Hyung... Noona's just too beautiful... Sorry if I crossed a line..."

Jae-min responded to my perfectly teed-up setup like a pro wrestler playing to the crowd. The kid was sharp—I'd seen it in how quick he was at the cafe.

"N-no! It's fine, Jae-min! It's a game—you gotta be honest! And it's a compliment to Da-bin, so as her boyfriend, I'm grateful!"

"S-so embarrassing, oppa!"

Da-bin finally punched my shoulder with her fist. But given the situation, it wasn't her full-force tsundere swing—just a cute tap.

Adorable. Her flustered look was so lovable. It only fueled my netorase instincts more.

Times like this called for playing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it cool. Ride the momentum when it's hot—trends last long, counter-trends die quick.

"Da-bin's turn ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠next!"

"Um... Who here would sleep with Lee Do-yoon's girlfriend?!"

A cute question, straight out of Da-bin's playbook. She folded her finger alone.

Now all three of us had three fingers down. But it didn't matter. The game was rigged for Da-bin to lose anyway.

My turn. With all the groundwork laid, it was time to crank the heat up a notch.

"Who here thinks Da-bin's tits are hot?"

"O-oppaaa!"

Da-bin yelled at me, covering her chest with both hands. But the two guys ignored her and folded their fingers.

The vibe turned into us openly appraising Da-bin's body right in front of Jae-min. And I was loving every second...

"Damn, Jae-min, you been eyeing Da-bin's tits all pervy like?"

"Hyung... Noona's body's just too perfect..."

"Some of my friends tease that Da-bin's tits are small?"

"Those guys must be blind! Noona's tits look perfect size!"

"S-stop, both of you!"

Da-bin finally yelled out after listening to our dirty talk. But even her reaction was cute. I kept the game rolling.

Me and Jae-min each had one finger left. His turn next—game over, basically. Thinking of the punishment we'd preset in the app had my dick twitching already.

Jae-min met my eyes, like he was double-checking I hadn't chickened out before hitting the final button. I gave a slight smile and nodded.

He spoke up.

"Who here has gotten a handjob from Da-bin noona?"

A balls-to-the-wall question to cap the game. Me and Jae-min both folded.

Da-bin let out a sigh like she couldn't believe it.

"Ha... Seriously..."

"Da-bin lost?"

"What kinda questions are those!"

"Haha! It's just a game, Da-bin~"

"You're both in for it after the game!"

Da-bin's face flushed crimson as she glared at us with angry eyes. But that expression only turned me on more.

"Alright, Da-bin, time to spin the punishment app."

"Hoo... Fine, oppa."

She took my phone and hit the punishment execute button. The letters spun wildly like it was random.

But the result was fixed. Our first preset punishment locked in on the screen.

"..."

Da-bin's pupils shook as she read it.

"What punishment'd we get?"

I played dumb and leaned over to peek at the screen.

The text on the app read...

Da-bin panicked and clung to me.

"O-oppa..."

I patted her while subtly pushing her to follow through.

"Da-bin, it's the game rule... gotta do it."

"How am I supposed to..."

"It's fine. Better than a handjob, right...?"

"Oppa! Seriously!"

Smack! Smack! She couldn't hold back and thumped my shoulder.

But I wasn't backing down on making her do the punishment.

"I can do it with you later. Let Jae-min have it."

"Hiiing... How can you say that..."

"Jae-min's waiting, Da-bin..."

"..."

As Da-bin kept hesitating, Jae-min stepped in.

"Noona, if it's too much... can I just do it over your clothes?"

Smooth kid. I backed him up.

"Yeah, Da-bin. If you're embarrassed, just lift your tee and do it over your bra."

"Piii... Oppa... Really..."

She whined at me like a total tsundere, hesitated forever, then finally hiked up her t-shirt.

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Slurp! Schlop!

My dick felt like it was gonna burst. Right now, Da-bin—bra and all—was letting Jae-min suck on her tits.

After nursing on her left tit for a while, he switched to the right. The white bra where he'd sucked was soaked with his spit, darkening to gray.

Da-bin stared down at the floor, mortified. A twisted lust—like injecting pure taboo straight into my veins—dominated me.

I couldn't take it anymore and slipped my hand into my pants. Started stroking slow to ease the ache.

Da-bin glanced at me as I moved. Confirming I was jerking off, she frowned and looked away again.

Slurp! Sluuurp!

Jae-min was lost savoring her right tit. No hands allowed, so the poor guy's probably exercising saint-level restraint right now.

Are Da-bin's nipples hard under that thick bra? Can't tell. But judging by her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠flushed face, they'd have to be reacting...

I glanced at Jae-min's pants. Front was bulging. Yeah, the little perv was hard too.

Hard-on Jae-min sucking a bra-clad Da-bin's tits... Fucking insane turn-on.

Slurrrp! Schluuuurp!

His greedy sucking continued. Then, out of nowhere, another intruder crashed the party.

Woof! Woof!

Hodu the dog charged straight at Da-bin. Panting hard, he dove into her chest and started licking her left bra.

Copying his owner? Or just male instinct kicking in...?

Da-bin flinched back in shock at Hodu's ambush.

Ring ring ring!

Right on cue, the alarm I'd set went off. 30 seconds up.

Hearing it, Jae-min shoved Hodu off Da-bin and scolded him.

"Hodu! Go sit ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠quietly over there!"

"Whine..."

Hodu slunk to the corner of the living room at his master's command.

Hodu's last-second stunt was chaotic, but everything before was pure fire.

I finished jerking, slid next to Da-bin, and pulled her tight against me. Her shoulder trembled slightly—a mix of tension and pleasure.

I patted her soothingly and jumped right back into the game.

"Gotta keep the game going, right?"

"..."

Silent Da-bin. But she knew deep down tonight wouldn't end with just tit-sucking.

I urged her to start.

After gathering herself, she spoke.

"Who here is engaged to Lee Do-yoon?!"

Cute question. Everything from her was cute.

We switched order this round—Jae-min's turn.

He said,

"Who here has sucked on Da-bin noona's breasts?"