Three and One (2)
Seo-hyun snuck a glance at So-ra, who stood naked beside her.
It was a pretty body. Her breasts were a little on the small side, but there wasn't an ounce of spare flesh on her — you could tell just by looking how carefully she took care of herself. And like Seo-hyun, So-ra had clearly gotten a wax; there wasn't a single hair left.
Should I ask her afterward? How she keeps herself up…?
So-ra, for her part, snuck a glance at Seo-hyun the same way. For reasons she couldn't quite place, the pretty naked body still wearing its necklace caught her eye. Honestly, aside from the chest, she'd figured her own diligently maintained figure would come out ahead.
She'd miscalculated. Seo-hyun's body was every bit as firm and springy as her own.
I should talk to her about it once this is over…
The two of them were thinking almost the same thing as they quietly acknowledged each other's bodies.
Then Jin-woo's voice cut in from up ahead.
"What are you two being so sneaky about?"
"Ahem…"
Embarrassed, both of them cleared their throats and looked away. After a moment to collect themselves, So-ra and Seo-hyun turned back to Jin-woo.
He was still fully dressed.
Jin-woo — the man — had every scrap of clothing on, while the two of them, the women, were stripped bare. The moment that fact settled in, shame washed over both of them. They hurriedly covered themselves.
Of course Jin-woo wasn't about to let that slide.
"Why are you covering up?"
"Well…"
So-ra fidgeted, still shielding her body. Seo-hyun watched Jin-woo's face for a beat, then quietly let her hands drop.
Jin-woo's expression hardened as he looked at So-ra.
"You're not going to answer me properly?"
"I'm embarrassed…"
"Embarrassed about what?"
"It feels like I'm being compared…"
Jin-woo gave a cold little smile and stepped in close. He took hold of her small breasts as he spoke.
"So you do get it. That you're the uglier one?"
"Nnh…! Yes…"
"And who said you could cover yourself just because of that? Hands. Now."
"……"
So-ra slowly lowered her hands. But with nowhere left to go, they kept fluttering uncertainly in front of her.
"Hands behind your back. If they come forward again, you're getting punished."
"Yes…"
At his order, So-ra finally clasped her hands behind her. Jin-woo fondled her breasts a few more times in that position, then pulled away as if he'd already grown bored of them. He took hold of Seo-hyun's chest instead.
"See? Breasts have to be big. Right?"
"……"
"Not going to answer?"
"Well…"
Seo-hyun glanced at So-ra, unsure whether she was even allowed to say something like that. Jin-woo sounded irritated.
"What's with both of you today? Can't either of you talk properly? Are you mute?"
"I'm sorry…"
"Hah… Forget it."
With that, he let go of Seo-hyun's breasts and started stripping. The cock that came into view was soft and limp. Jin-woo sat on the edge of the bed with his legs spread.
"Both of you, get over here. You're so unappealing my dick won't even get hard. Take responsibility and get it up."
"Yes…"
They answered and started toward him — then stopped dead at the sound of his cold voice again.
"Aren't you going to apologize?"
"Pardon…?"
Seo-hyun answered. Apologize…? Jin-woo spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"You're so inadequate my dick won't stand up. That's your fault, so you should apologize. Right?"
"……I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry…"
Seo-hyun found it absurd, but she apologized anyway. Once play started, Jin-woo picking fights over nothing was nothing new. So-ra was fairly used to this level of degradation and took it in stride — until the next thing he said, aimed squarely at her, left her no choice but to flinch.
"And you. Today you're only using your mouth."
"……?"
"Why so shocked? There's a pretty girl with big tits right here. Why would I bother with you?"
"No…"
It stung her pride. Being compared to another woman was a completely different dimension from being degraded alone. So-ra might have been a masochist, but that didn't mean she had no pride. And yet the thrill that still rippled through her chest was simply who she was — she couldn't help it.
"Today… yeah. You're just a tool. A tool to make it easier for me and Seo-hyun to fuck."
"……"
"From now on I'm calling you Tool, so answer properly. Got it, Tool?"
"Yes…"
So-ra's body trembled with shame and arousal at the way he refused to even treat her like a person. Jin-woo didn't care. If anything, he found her a little annoying. She was the one who'd begged to join the play, and she was the one who'd pushed Yu-jin into it. He figured this was a good chance to straighten out her attitude a little.
"What are you doing. You apologized — Tool, you too. Get over here."
"Ah, yes…"
"Yes…"
Seo-hyun, who had been staring blankly at the two of them, finally moved toward Jin-woo. So-ra came too, still trembling with humiliation. But Jin-woo stopped her again.
"Tools crawl."
"……"
So-ra's body shook hard. Crawling to him on her knees was something she'd done plenty of times. But with Seo-hyun right there watching, it was easily twice as mortifying as usual. Seo-hyun wondered if she ought to intervene — then stayed still. Getting between the two of them wasn't her place.
"If you don't want to, go home right now. I don't care either way."
"N-no…"
In the end, So-ra dropped to her knees and crawled to Jin-woo's feet. Seo-hyun hurried over as well. Without so much as a glance at the woman kneeling at his feet, Jin-woo said,
"Tool, get my dick hard so I can fuck her."
"Yes…"
So-ra answered in a shaking voice and brought her mouth to his cock. Just as Seo-hyun had been taught before, she kept her hands behind her back and began servicing him with only her mouth. Feeling a little of the irritation drain out of him, Jin-woo pulled Seo-hyun in.
"Why are you just standing there. You're supposed to kiss me."
"Ah, yes… mmph… mm…"
Jin-woo wasn't normally the type to bark orders left and right, but he said everything out loud for Yu-jin's sake — Yu-jin, whose eyes were covered. Thanks to that, Yu-jin was reconstructing the entire scene in his head.
My wife… with another man… right in front of me…
Even with his eyes blindfolded, Seo-hyun had started kissing Jin-woo right in front of him. Naked. Being compared to another woman. She was being treated better than So-ra, sure — but it had to be humiliating all the same. The thought of Seo-hyun's humiliation sent another surge of heat through Yu-jin.
Jin-woo groped Seo-hyun's breasts as they kissed, then broke away.
"Hoo… Yeah, tits really need to be big to be worth touching. Compared to that… whatever's down there, can you even call those things breasts?"
"Mmph…"
So-ra flinched hard at the insult mid-suck, but her mouth never stopped. Jin-woo found that a little satisfying. He didn't show it, of course.
"If it's hard, move. How long are you planning to suck?"
"Pwahh… haah…"
Spit was running freely down So-ra's chin. But because Jin-woo had ordered her hands behind her back, she couldn't wipe it away.
"What are you doing. Put the condom on."
"Yes…"
So-ra fetched a condom, held it in her mouth, and rolled it down over Jin-woo's cock. Seo-hyun stared, startled — she'd never seen anything like it. Jin-woo spoke from beside her.
"Watch carefully. From now on, when you put a condom on, you're doing it with your mouth like that."
"Yes…"
"Nngh…"
A faint moan slipped out of Yu-jin, who had been silent until then. Jin-woo and Seo-hyun glanced at him briefly, then looked away again. In the meantime So-ra finished sheathing Jin-woo's cock with her mouth and pulled back. Jin-woo checked that the condom was on properly, then reached down and touched Seo-hyun's pussy.
"Hnh…"
At the sudden contact, a moan left her naturally. Jin-woo worked her roughly as he spoke.
"You're not even a little wet."
"Yes…"
"What have you been doing this whole time? You should've at least gotten yourself ready with your fingers."
"I'm… sorry…"
"Whatever. That's what the tool is for."
At those words, Seo-hyun and So-ra both — no, all three of them, Yu-jin included — went still with shock. Jin-woo went on as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
"What are you waiting for, Tool. Get her pussy ready too."
"W-wait…"
Seo-hyun cried out in surprise. So-ra just stared blankly at Jin-woo. The idea of one woman going down on another was completely foreign territory for both of them. Jin-woo spoke as if it were nothing.
"What?"
"Well… having So-ra go down on me is a bit…"
"Ah, right, I guess that is kind of dirty, huh?"
"Th-that's not what I—!"
"Then what?"
"Between women…"
"So what. Right now that isn't a woman, it's a tool. Or is that it? You think the tool is dirty?"
"……"
Seo-hyun wanted to slap that slyly smiling face for twisting her words at every turn. In the end, though, she decided to play along. The idea of another woman licking her pussy still made her recoil, but if she just gritted her teeth and got through it, it would be over. She gave a small nod of assent. Jin-woo grinned.
"See that? She specially gave you permission to eat her out, so suck it properly, like a good little tool."
"……"
Even when Jin-woo prompted her, So-ra couldn't manage an answer. Her body shook with humiliation, and at the same time a rush of excitement she'd never felt before was driving her half out of her mind. Shame. Anger. Arousal. Every emotion at once was tearing through her head until she couldn't think straight.
Jin-woo didn't wait for her.
"Aren't you going to say thank you?"
"Yes… thank you…"
So-ra forced the words out in a trembling voice. Jin-woo pulled the still-dazed Seo-hyun in front of him.
"Come sit here. I want to play with your tits."
"……"
Seo-hyun was annoyed enough not to answer. Jin-woo didn't particularly care. He just kept toying with her soft breasts — the best texture no matter when he touched them. Seo-hyun grew even more irritated at his casual handling, but she called out to Yu-jin in her usual voice.
"Honey. Don't answer — just listen."
The moment Seo-hyun spoke, So-ra, who had been approaching, froze. Jin-woo immediately snapped at her.
"What are you doing? Get over here and start sucking."
"Yes…"
Yu-jin turned his head toward the sound of Seo-hyun's voice. So-ra began working on Seo-hyun's pussy. Jin-woo kept toying with her breasts. In that state, Seo-hyun started narrating.
"Right now… hnh… So-ra is… licking my… pussy… nnh… and Jin-woo is… mmh… playing with my breasts…"
Seo-hyun faltered for a second. She was good. So-ra was too good. Her tongue was licking in a way that felt startlingly, unnervingly good. Once Seo-hyun started talking, Jin-woo began properly working her breasts as well. Moans kept slipping out between her words.
"Hnhh… is it because it's another woman…? Nnh…! It feels so good… honey…. Hnhh… and Jin-woo keeps… groping my chest…"
At Seo-hyun's description, Yu-jin wanted nothing more than to tear free, run to her, and pull her into his arms. Seo-hyun was his wife. And right now he was tied up while other people used her. The jealousy was enough to drive him insane. The boiling arousal blanked out his mind. But the pain from the chastity belt drove his situation home with brutal clarity.
"Hnn… honey… can I kiss him a little…? Don't answer… mmph… chup…"
The moment she said she was going to kiss, Jin-woo sealed his mouth over hers. Seo-hyun made the wet sounds louder than usual as they kissed.
"Hoo… hoo…!"
Yu-jin was breathing hard. The wet noise of Seo-hyun kissing carried to him with brutal clarity. So did the sticky sounds of So-ra licking her pussy. Seo-hyun's moans tangled in his ears until he couldn't think.
"Pwah… haah… hnhh…! I-I think I'm gonna come…! Hnhh…!"
"Yeah? Hey, Tool. Get off."
"Haah… haah…"
"Looking at your face, you got her nice and wet."
At his order, So-ra pulled away. Her face was glazed with Seo-hyun's fluids. She still had her hands behind her back, unable even to wipe herself off.
"Move."
Jin-woo shoved the flushed Seo-hyun aside and called So-ra again.
"Hey. You took so long it went soft. Get it hard again."
"Yes…"
He pointed at his condom-sheathed cock as he spoke. It was still standing perfectly well, but So-ra no longer had the energy to argue. She simply brought her mouth to it as ordered.
"Haum… mmph… chup… slurp…"
The rubber taste on her tongue made her want to gag, but she held it down. Jin-woo spoke to Seo-hyun, who was lying exhausted beside them.
"You too — keep fingering yourself. Get wetter."
"Yesss… hnhh…!"
Seo-hyun's body was starting to heat up properly now, and she pushed her fingers into herself just as he'd told her. She didn't forget to narrate for Yu-jin either.
"Hnhh… honey…! I-I'm… following Jin-woo's… hnh…! orders… fingering my pussy…! So his cock goes in easier… mmh!"
"Both of you are doing great. Hey, that's enough — move."
"Pffuh… haah… haah…"
"You're wet enough now. Spread your pussy and get on all fours. Ah — and you. Go grab a toy and finger yourself on the floor. No noise. Stay quiet."
At his command, Seo-hyun climbed onto the bed, spread her soaked folds with both hands, and dropped onto all fours. Her face naturally pressed into the mattress. Meanwhile So-ra crawled off, fetched a dildo, and started working it into herself. Seo-hyun spoke to Yu-jin one more time.
"Honey… I'm really going to have sex now…? Is it okay if he fucks me? Answer me…"
"Mmh… i-it's okay…"
"Heh… I love you, honey…."
In that same instant, Jin-woo's cock drove all the way into Seo-hyun's pussy in a single thrust.
"Hnhh?!"
"I… love you too…"
And a beat late, Yu-jin's "I love you" reached her ears.
"Hnhh…! Honey…! I'm… being fucked…! Hnh! You don't have to answer anymore…!"
The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. Seo-hyun's half-swallowed moans drove straight into Yu-jin's ears. He wanted nothing more than to tear off the chastity belt and fuck her himself. Failing that, he wanted to jerk off. Anything — he just wanted to come.
"Hnn…! From behind… hnh! My pussy…! He's burying it all the way in…! Hnh!"
But he couldn't come. All he could do was sit there pathetically, his cock locked in the chastity belt, hands bound behind his back, eyes covered — simply existing in the same room while his wife had sex with another man. That was all he was allowed.
Jin-woo, by contrast, used Seo-hyun without the slightest hesitation.
"Hnnnh! W-wait…! Aahng!"
"Wait for what? Shake that ass properly!"
"Aahng! Honey…! Jin-woo just spanked my ass…! Haahng!"
"Quit yapping and clench properly!"
"Haahng! H-he hit me again…! Because I wasn't squeezing my pussy right…! Aahng!"
"It tightens up nicely when I hit you! Hah!"
"Ang! W-why this time…!"
"Don't you like it too? Your pussy clamps down every time I spank you."
"Haahng! N-no…! Honey…! I don't like getting my ass hit…! Haahng!"
Jin-woo kept spanking her anyway. Each time, Seo-hyun felt a jolt of pleasure like electricity running through her body. And every time Yu-jin heard the sharp crack and her answering moan, a dizzying rush of arousal took him over. Before long, Seo-hyun's pale ass had turned a deep red. Jin-woo still didn't stop.
"Hnh! I'm coming! Squeeze tight!"
"Ang! Haahng! Aahng! M-me too! Haaaahng!!"
"Hnnph!!"
With a raw cry, Seo-hyun hit her climax. At the same time Jin-woo drove his hips hard and came inside her.
"Haah… haah…"
After a moment, Seo-hyun forced herself up and pulled off him. She slid the condom off his cock and tied it off so nothing would spill. Then she went to Yu-jin and climbed into his lap. Off to the side, Jin-woo was already soothing So-ra, who had tears rolling steadily down her face.
"Honey… I'm here…"
"Mmh…"
"Shall we take a look at my husband's cock…?"
Seo-hyun undid only the front and drew Yu-jin's cock free. It was a mess. Precome had poured out of him as if he'd already climaxed, soaking through his underwear. His cock was swollen to its absolute limit, crushed against the chastity belt. Seo-hyun wanted to free him — but she put it back and spoke gently instead.
"How was it, honey…?"
"It was good…"
"Doesn't your cock hurt?"
"I'm fine…"
"Yeah? Then is it okay if I go do it one more time?"
Yu-jin hesitated for only a second before answering.
"Yeah…"
"Okay. Then hold onto this for me. I earned it by putting my pussy on the line, so you keep it. I'm yours, so anything I bring back by offering my pussy is yours to take care of. Right?"
"Y-yeah…"
With that, she pressed the condom into Yu-jin's bound hands. He knew immediately what the soft, squishy thing in his grip was. His face almost twisted on its own — he fought it down with everything he had. He couldn't show that kind of expression to Seo-hyun, who was having sex with another man for his sake.
"I worked hard for this, so you'd better not drop it, okay?"
"Mmh…"
Hearing his answer, Seo-hyun leaned in to kiss him — then stopped and asked,
"Honey. Is it okay if I kiss you? I was just kissing Jin-woo."
"Of course… hurry up and do it…"
"Okay. Mmph… chup…♥"
She kissed him hot and deep, tongue and all. Yu-jin tangled his tongue with hers just as roughly, as if trying to erase every trace of Jin-woo. After a moment she pulled back and stroked his face.
"Pwahh… you're burning up, honey… Okay. I'll be right back?"
"Yeah… go ahead…"
Seo-hyun left Yu-jin behind and headed back toward Jin-woo. In the space she left behind, Yu-jin's thighs were soaked dark through.