67. A Beating for the Bratty Little Shits
"Haaang❤️ So good~ Your thick cock❤️"
As Yunah noona deliberately let out a moan she'd been holding back, the two guys' conversation came to a halt. Along with it, a worry popped into my head. What if they were peeking at us having sex or filming it? Harboring that thought, I scanned around the stall and checked on those two delinquents, but thankfully, my fears didn't come true. The pair didn't seem interested in spying on someone else's fuck session—they just chuckled a few times, muttered something like "Her moans are killer," and headed out of the bathroom.
With the interrupters gone, we dove back into each other with even riper, more intense movements than before. Right then, I felt my orgasm surging up fast, so I reached forward, grabbed noona's firm tits hard, and started pounding my cock into her like a madman.
Her ass and my groin slapped together with every thrust, our sticky juices splattering everywhere.
[Splash! Splash! Splash! Squish! Squish! Squish!]
"Urghhh! Hyeong-sik, too rough! Ha! At this rate, I'm gonna cum again❤️"
Noona's waist twisted like it could snap in my hands as she let out sticky moans from the pleasure of my cock stabbing and scraping the depths of her sloppy pussy. I was just as lost in excitement, pounding away, my own climax closing in. For that final dizzying rush, I rammed my cock in and out of her slick, hot depths dozens of times even harder.
Finally, thick white cum spurted from my throbbing urethra, and at the same moment, Yunah noona hit her second orgasm, squirting hot pussy juice all over again.
[Spurt! Spurt! Splurt splurt splurt! Gush! Squirt squirt squirt!]
"Heeeguuuuh!! I'm cumming❤️❤️"
"Hurk!"
Gripping noona's luscious tits like I was gonna burst them, I unloaded deep inside her pussy with a massive groan. Before I knew it, my upper body pressed against her back, my face buried in the nape of her neck, inhaling her lewd female scent deeply—it amplified my orgasm even more.
Soon, the sticky mix of cum and pussy juice leaking from where her pussy gripped my cock dripped onto the bathroom floor, forming a little puddle.
We stayed pressed together for a bit, savoring the afterglow of that mind-blowing fuck, before our bodies slowly parted. My still-hard cock slipped out of her pussy, and fresh white semen oozed from her slightly gaped hole.
Yunah noona quickly tore off some toilet paper to plug her crotch, then squatted right in front of me. With total naturalness, she opened her mouth and took my cum-and-juice-covered cock inside to clean it up. Thanks to her cleanup blowjob, my dick—coated in white foam and fluids—got spotless in no time.
A moment later, she stood up, finished tidying, and opened her mouth with a satisfied look like the urgent fire was out.
"Now let's finish the rest at my place, Hyeong-sik❤️"
Cautious not to run into anyone entering the men's room, we slipped out and headed straight for the party exit. But halfway there, someone called out to me, stopping me from leaving.
"Excuse me, are you the male model who worked with Photographer Joo-hyuk this time?"
I turned to the voice tapping my shoulder—a guy in his early thirties with a pretty intense vibe. Our eyes met, and he handed me his business card. It read 'Barnes Studio Photographer Park Suhyeon.'
The next instant, spotting Yunah noona with her arm linked in mine, he flashed a bright smile and greeted her.
"Yunah! Remember me? We did that pictorial shoot together last year."
"Of course, Photographer... "
Noona trailed off, clearly not remembering him well...
Park Suhyeon's attention, who'd just played familiar with noona, shifted back to me.
"Anyway, I heard you worked with Joo-hyuk on that sex concept shoot, and—"
"Kim Hyeong-sik."
"Right! I had some questions since you collabed with him, so I really wanted to chat."
He asked a few questions about photoshoots, casually suggesting we work together. From what he said, he wanted a solo male model shoot. No interest in doing that without Yunah noona and with some male photographer, so I brushed it off politely, half-listening.
Meanwhile, Yunah noona whispered in my ear that she'd just say hi to Joo-hyuk and we'd head home right after.
"I'll just greet Joo-hyuk real quick. Then we bounce."
"Yeah, hurry back."
While I chatted with Park Suhyeon, noona headed deeper into the party to greet Joo-hyuk. I figured those chaebol brat punks had already left with girls for a hotel, so no worries—but that was my huge mistake.
About five minutes into my one-on-one with Park Suhyeon, I'd politely turned down his offer and wrapped up. But noona, who'd gone inside a while ago, still hadn't returned.
I tried calling her—no answer, straight to voicemail. I waited a bit more, but eventually headed inside to find her.
Looking around as I walked, I spotted Joo-hyuk talking with some people. No sign of Yunah noona. So she'd probably already said hi and left... I approached him to ask if he'd seen her.
"Hey, Photographer. Seen Yunah noona?"
"Oh! Hyeong-sik! Yeah, about three minutes ago. She said bye first and headed toward the entrance."
"Must've missed each other. I'll head out too."
"Sure thing, Hyeong-sik. Let's work together again!"
Leaving Joo-hyuk—kinda hyped from the booze—I headed back to the entrance. Pushing through the crowd to where I'd been, still no Yunah noona. My uneasy feeling grew, and those two fuckers trash-talking her came to mind. My heart raced harder.
I hurried, searching everywhere including the rooftop. No sign of her. Then, in one corner, I spotted a small room connected to the party.
I rushed over, tried the handle—locked from inside. Pressing my ear to the crack, amid the loud music, I heard those familiar punk voices mixed with an angry woman's—Yunah noona's.
Hearing her, some insane strength surged; my grip turned my knuckles white, and I ripped the handle clean off.
[Crack!! Boom!!]
"Wh-what the? That fucker—"
I kicked the door open and charged in. There was Yunah noona lying on a long sofa, one punk straddling her, the other holding her arm. Rage flipped my vision as I saw her twisting away from the punk groping her.
I launched forward, slamming my foot into the side of the guy on top of her.
[Thwack!!]
"Guhk!!!"
The guy curled up from my full-weight kick, coughing and rolling off the sofa. Before the other could stand, I pivoted on my left leg and roundhouse-kicked his jaw.
My toe connected perfectly; his head snapped around, and he crumpled without a scream.
Confirming both punks were down, I helped Yunah noona up from the sofa. Checked her over—no injuries, clothes intact. Thank god.
"Noona, you okay?"
"Y-yeah, I'm fine. You saved me, Hyeong-sik... Almost got those fuckers... Ugh!"
After assuring me she was good, she stomped her high-heeled foot hard into the thighs of the two unconscious bastards. That'd leave bruises... I calmed her as she kept revenge-stomping like payback for the near-rape.
"Noona, enough. Let's get outta here."
"Tch... Fine. Ugh, you fucking pricks! Ptooey!"
Finally, right before leaving, she spat in their faces, then let me lead her out of the room.