Chapter 76
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: Taking Turns
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So Yujeong had no choice but to ask.
"Doesn't it taste weird?"
Sujin tilted her head.
"Hmm... Honestly. I think it tastes good."
"Eww. Good?"
Yujeong grimaced, as if just thinking about it made her nauseous.
Ayoung, who was lying against my side, rubbed her cheek against my shoulder and asked.
"For real? Not bullshit?"
"Mm... No. I swear."
Kya.
Didn't even call me a liar.
She's all grown up. All grown up.
I was so proud I wanted to cum in her mouth right then and there.
Sujin burrowed deeper between my legs.
"Let's take turns. When it's just you and Minwoo, I hate seeing this guy get all smug, so it kinda kills the mood."
Yujeong smirked in agreement.
Sujin grabbed her breasts and was about to sandwich my cock between them when she paused.
"Oh. The lube's in the room, right?"
She asked me.
"I think I left it in your room."
"Did I? Feels like we need some lubricant."
I almost said we could just use spit, but I shut my mouth.
'They're taking turns.'
If my cock ended up covered in Sujin's spit, the next girl—who was already reluctant about titfucks—would be even less inclined.
Sujin asked me.
"Anything to substitute for the lube?"
"Hmm... Lotion?"
I answered off the top of my head.
Next to me, Ayoung gently stroked and shook my cock, which had been close to cumming, just in case it went soft.
Yujeong said.
"Should I grab it from your room, Sujin?"
Just in case, I threw out another option.
"Or there's sweetened condensed milk in the fridge."
Choi Yujeong looked at me with utter contempt.
"Ah— you asshole."
Sujin's eyes widened.
"Huh? Condensed milk sounds good though?"
Yujeong jerked her chin toward me.
"This jerk bought it to make me eat it with his cum."
I quickly shot back.
"No. I bought it for shaved ice."
"Liar."
Sujin pleaded with Yujeong.
"Can you grab it?"
"..."
Yujeong glared at me and got up.
Ayoung let go of my cock she'd been stroking and came around behind me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
Her breasts felt soft against the back of my neck through the silk nightie.
She whispered softly.
"Kim Minwoo, you fucking perv under that innocent face."
Sujin, undeterred, grabbed her tits again and slipped my massive cock between them.
"Ah—"
A small moan escaped me involuntarily.
Sujin looked up at me with a smirk.
"Feels good?"
I nodded.
Her cool, firm breast flesh enveloped my hot cock.
She was pressing down hard with her hands, giving it a tight squeeze.
She gave a few tentative strokes up and down.
"Aaah—"
I tilted my head back.
I wasn't about to cum yet, but damn, it felt so good I wanted to.
Sujin giggled at my reaction, and Ayoung, getting playful, teased my nipples with her fingers.
I looked down at my cock.
Precum was leaking from the tip, trickling down the shaft.
Sujin followed my gaze and noticed it too.
"Kyaah— natural lube after all?"
Right on cue, Yujeong returned from the fridge with the condensed milk.
Sujin squeezed her tits tighter around my cock and said.
"Pour it. In the gap."
Yujeong shook the can while glaring at me.
She popped the lid and drizzled the condensed milk between Sujin's breasts and my cock, grumbling.
"Kim Minwoo, you bought this with your cum in mind, you fucking creep."
I watched the milk pour and defended myself.
"I swear, it was for shaved ice..."
Ayoung tickled both my nipples with her fingers and whispered in my ear.
"Liar."
Sujin said.
"Good enough now."
Yujeong set the can down and sat back.
My veiny monster cock was wedged between her two massive tits that wouldn't fit in one hand.
Condensed milk filled the gap between her breasts and my cock, and the precum dripping from above made it all slick and slippery where it mixed.
And what drove me insane was a trickle of condensed milk running down the curve of her firm breast, somehow landing right on her erect pink nipple.
Drops were falling from it one by one, looking just like milk from her tits.
Sujin looked up at me and said.
"Ready? You're not gonna cum yet, right?"
"Yeah."
"Don't cum, okay? The others need their turns too."
I nodded.
Yujeong said.
"But aren't you filming? This would be hot to upload."
Even I, who knew OnlyFans was fake, wanted to capture this unexpectedly lewd scene with the condensed milk.
Sujin nodded toward her phone on the floor.
"Yujeong. My hands are kinda full."
Her two hands holding up her breasts.
Yujeong chuckled and got up.
"Hold on. Tripod's in the room, right?"
I nodded.
Yujeong fetched the tripod from the room and set up the phone to record from the side.
In the meantime, Sujin lightly stroked her tits up and down, teasing my cock.
The steady precum was turning the potentially sticky condensed milk smooth.
Each movement made a wet schlick-schlick as the milk squished in the gap.
"Okay. Recording?"
Sujin nodded, so Yujeong hit record and climbed onto the sofa with Ayoung.
Sujin began slowly sliding her breasts up and down.
Schlick—schlick—
Each time the thick shaft rose between her tits, the condensed milk mixed more with the precum, turning into perfect lube.
Her cool breast flesh cooled my hot cock while the soft flesh squeezed in a way totally different from pussy or mouth.
The living room was quiet.
Ayoung and Yujeong watched the titfuck from either side of me, each teasing one of my nipples with their fingers.
That pink nipple with condensed milk dripping down it.
I couldn't hold back from those perky tips that looked ready to squirt milk if I squeezed.
I reached out and gently teased both nipples with my fingers.
With her tits moving up and down, it was basically a setup where the nipples stimulated themselves if she stayed still.
Sujin's pursed lips parted.
"Haa. Haa."
She breathed hot gasps from her mouth as her movements gradually sped up.
The schlick-schlick sounds quickened, and my fingers grazed her nipples faster.
"Ngh—"
Sujin clamped her mouth shut to stifle a moan and moved her tits even faster, focused.
I felt like I was losing control myself.
The urge to cum hit me, and I tilted my head back.
"Ah—"
"Hng. Haa."
Sujin released her breasts and pulled back.
"Haa. Haa. Haa."
My cock slipped free from between her tits.
Sujin slumped back, exhausted, panting heavily.
The valley between her breasts was a mess of white condensed milk and precum, her nipples harder than I'd ever seen.
Where she'd been kneeling on her knees, a small puddle of pussy juice had formed.
Between her slightly spread legs, her wet pink pussy lips were visible.
Her inner thighs, which she'd clearly wiped with a towel earlier, were slick with her juices running down.
Sensing my gaze, Sujin flushed and quickly closed her legs, standing up.
"Gonna wash up. Do the next one."
With that, she dashed to the bathroom.
That was close.
'Almost came.'
With two more pairs of tits to enjoy, there was no way I could cum yet.
Ayoung spoke up first from beside me.
"Me first?"
"You, you go first."
Yujeong handed me a damp towel.
Meaning to wipe my cock, probably.
My massive cock, curved upward toward the ceiling, was a disaster of condensed milk and precum.
No spit on it or anything, but to be fair to the next girl, I wiped it clean with the wet towel.
"Alright then."
Ayoung got down from the sofa.
"Hmm."
She knelt between my legs and asked.
"Gonna cum quick?"
Her perky nipples poked through the thin silk nightdress.
"Not right away. Got some left in me."
Hold it in.
Desperately holding back.
"If you cum on me, you're dead?"
Ayoung said that as she pulled down her nightdress, exposing her breasts.
Pretty tits just the right size to fill my hands came into view.
She grabbed my thighs and scooted inward.
Her already rock-hard nipple brushed my cock.
'Whoa. Fuck.'
Not even rubbing or anything, but blood rushed straight to my groin.
I picked up the condensed milk can from the floor.
Ayoung cupped her breasts and wedged my thick shaft between them.
She looked up at me awkwardly.
I poured the condensed milk around my cock.
"Fuck. It's cold."
Ayoung muttered.
Yujeong said from the side.
"That's 'cause it's from the fridge."
Nod.
I nodded, and Yujeong snickered.
"What a pair of weirdos."
Ayoung, looking a bit sulky, slowly started moving her gripped tits.
The cold condensed milk seeped into the gap, warmed just right by my hot shaft.
Schlick—schlick—
My cock slid in and out between her breasts.
Precum beaded at the glans tip and trickled down the shaft.
It went from a bit sticky with just the milk to nice and smooth.
Ayoung asked.
"How's it feel? Good?"
I reached out and pinched her nipples between my fingers, twisting them clockwise then counterclockwise.
"Pretty good?"
"Fucking pervert."
Honestly, it felt good, but not quite as good as Sujin's.
What was it.
Sujin's enveloped and squeezed my cock with plenty of room, but Ayoung's were a size smaller, just barely wrapping around.
And unlike Sujin pressing hard for a tight grip, it felt more like rubbing, so less stimulation.
But technique didn't matter much.
Just the fact that a beauty like Ayoung was using her body to pleasure my cock was insanely hot.
The more I twisted her nipples, the more her face flushed and she went quiet.
"Hng. Hng."
Like Sujin, she got aroused and sped up her strokes.
I teased her moving nipples up and down with my fingertips, just like with Sujin.
"Sii. D-don't, haa. Haa."
Ayoung kept stroking without stopping.
I was really on the verge now.
Then Ayoung released her tits and gripped my thighs.
"Haa. Haa. Fuck. This is tiring."
She eyed my twitching, precum-drooling monster cock and licked her lips.
She clearly wanted to suck it.
Her desire was so obvious even Yujeong next to her must have noticed.
Yujeong handed Ayoung a wet towel.
"Huh? Oh..."
Snapping out of it, she wiped her breasts and stood up.
I silently looked at Yujeong sitting beside me.
"What."
She blinked her big eyes.
I nodded toward the spot Ayoung had vacated.
"Fine, asshole. Geez."
Yujeong got down from the sofa.
Right then, Sujin emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel.
"All done?"
"I did mine. Yujeong's turn."
Ayoung answered.
Yujeong saw the pussy juice puddle on the floor and held out her hand to Ayoung.
"Towel."
Ayoung handed it over, and she wiped the floor before kneeling between my legs.
"What're you staring at."
She shot me a glare and slowly unbuttoned her pajama top.