Jealousy 1: I Want to Cum
I wanted to cum. That thought alone filled my head completely. The lewd scent of Choi Yubin was already wafting from beside me, and Jung Taeyang's thick musk was hitting me hard from up front—it was enough to drive me mad. If I couldn't even cum, it was pure torture.
At some point, I stopped fingering Choi Yubin's pussy and focused entirely on my own. I pulled the dildo that had been plunging in and out of her pussy and slammed it down onto the floor with a smack. The sound of my huge ass slapping against the ground was obscene. Every thrust of the dildo made love juices gush from my pussy. I'd already leaked so much that each movement produced a filthy schlop, schlop sound.
Right next to me, Choi Yubin was squirting. It felt oddly satisfying, like I was using her as jerk-off fuel. But no matter how much I squirted my juices, I couldn't cum. The edge right before orgasm just kept hanging there, teasing me endlessly. Desperate for more stimulation, I shook my hips even harder. Now my ass was starting to hurt from slamming into the floor.
"Hngh♡ Hrrk♡ Heuk♡ Haa...♡"
Choi Yubin right in front of me was enviable and infuriating at the same time. I couldn't cum, but she kept going over the edge by herself—and on top of that, she was hogging Jung Taeyang's cock all to herself. Drool dripped from my lips, but I didn't even think to wipe it away as I leaned forward, shaking just my hips. Shaking my whole body would have been too much—the condom tied to my nipples would've overwhelmed me.
In the meantime, Choi Yubin climaxed again. Her pussy trembled violently, squirting with a psshht, then convulsed as more juices bubbled out in waves. ...And above her, Jung Taeyang was casually pulling out his cock. Infuriating.
"Urgh...♡"
Jung Taeyang didn't even seem to notice that he wasn't doing what I'd told him—he was lost in his own jerking off, staring at his smartphone the whole time. I kept slamming my ass down while inching forward bit by bit.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"...Huh?"
Maybe it looked weird—like I was stretching, extending my upper body forward while thrusting the dildo and crawling toward him—because Jung Taeyang suddenly shot up from his seat. His massive cock swayed with the motion, and Choi Yubin beneath him let out a disappointed sigh. I glared at the sight, annoyed, then looked back at Jung Taeyang.
"Wh-what are you d-doing...?"
"...♡"
"Whoa, kinda scary..."
Jung Taeyang shuddered a little, but I ignored it and kept crawling forward slowly. After all, since I was the one begging, I had to kiss his cock first before speaking. It'd be rude to talk without doing that here.
"...Mwah♡"
I spread my legs wide like I was stretching, hands planted in front, and lifted my upper body. My lips were right at his cock. I pressed them against it, planted a kiss, and pleaded.
"L-let me cum...♡"
Only his cock had the authority to let my pussy climax. It felt like treating my pussy like his plaything, but what could I do? Pussies were weak to cocks. That was just common sense.
...Right? Something important tugged at my mind, but...
I glanced sideways at Choi Yubin. For some reason, the word "scissoring" popped into my head. No, we hadn't done that. Anyway... getting fucked by a cock felt way better than scissoring. Somehow, that seemed like common sense. But what even was scissoring?
Jung Taeyang muttered something incomprehensible, sighed deeply, and lifted me up. The dildo was stuck in my pussy, so it came with me into the air. He grabbed it and yanked it out with a pop.
"...My bad."
He held my legs and positioned me in a mating press without hesitation, then thrust his cock straight in.
"...Hiiik♡"
Pleasure exploded instantly. Cumming from the first thrust was a given, but this orgasm was on another level entirely. My pussy spasmed wildly, squirting everywhere. My body shook and convulsed—I think—but I couldn't even tell. It just felt too good.
"Hnggik...♡"
I couldn't even make a proper sound. It was like a beast's roar, but there were too many noises overlapping, canceling each other out. I came with a dumb, ahegao face, unable to even scream.
"..."
Carefully, he laid me on the health room bed. He nudged Choi Yubin's head with his foot a few times. She was just as out of it, having cum repeatedly and unable to recover.
"Man, it works in the game... why not here?"
He grabbed a blanket from somewhere and draped it over me—I was still twitching, occasionally squirting. Wait, this'll get the blanket wet. But I wasn't in any state to complain, so I just watched him quietly. He was yanking Choi Yubin's nipple to pull her up. That had to hurt.
"G-gently... p-please..."
I whispered in a weak voice. Thankfully, he seemed to hear me. But instead, he pulled even harder. Choi Yubin finally let out a pained moan mixed with pleasure and sat up.
"Feel good?"
"..."
She didn't answer Jung Taeyang, but her face was flushed, her body fidgeting, eyes locked on his cock.
He didn't notice. With a stricter tone than before, he made her kneel in front of him. She hesitated a bit before dropping to her knees. But I saw it clearly—that wasn't reluctance. It was anticipation, her body buzzing with excitement for what was coming.
Choi Yubin was about my height. At least, kneeling in front of him put her lips right at cock level. Same as me.
...I hated that.
"...Gonna make her suck it?"
I slipped Jung Taeyang's arm between my tits and asked. For some reason, I couldn't stand the thought of his cock touching another girl's lips. No idea why. Just... possessiveness? It was weird to feel that way, but there it was.
"Nah, what the hell did you two even do..."
He hugged me tight and laid me back down. With all my strength gone, I had no choice. Lying there, I saw Choi Yubin pursing her lips, inching forward. Right on the verge of kissing his cock.
"Ngh..."
But luckily, it didn't happen. The moment Jung Taeyang turned, she flinched and pulled back. He pressed his hardened cock against her cheek, tapping it lightly. Then he looked at me.
"If sucking cock's off-limits, I'll make her do something worse."
He twisted his hips slightly and started slapping her cheeks with his cock. Not too hard, but she overacted like it hurt.
"Hauk, hek..."
She loves it. I looked at her pitifully. More precisely, at his cock. And that's when our eyes met—Jung Taeyang's and mine.
"..."
"..."
Then he suddenly whipped his head away. What the hell?
*
After that, Jung Taeyang's "abuse" began. I called it abuse, but Choi Yubin was loving every second. Her cheeks flushed red, her moans dripping with pleasure—anyone could see she was enjoying it. But Jung Taeyang didn't notice and kept "abusing" her diligently. Was it even abuse if the victim loved it? Maybe it was just play.
What was weird was how he couldn't tell. At first, I thought he was doing it because he wanted to fool around with her, but his words made it clear: he really thought she hated it. A guy with a hypnosis app being this dense... Anyway, he kept at it, and she happily took it. No hypnosis on her, as far as I knew. Was that why? Because he thought we were "that kind of friends" or something? Then why not just fix it with the app? I couldn't understand why he was trying so hard. If he just wanted her, fine—but it didn't seem like that...
And he left me here, abandoned. Playing only with her.
...I want some too.
I rubbed my thighs together under the blanket, squirming. It was already soaked. Part of me thought it was his way of being considerate... but honestly, it was pointless.
"Haa..."
I clutched the blanket tight and slipped my hand inside. In my view, Choi Yubin waited eagerly, sniffing his cock scent. Hey, he did that to me too. I used the sight as fuel and started rubbing my clit slowly. My body reacted instantly, pleasure building. But as good as it felt, it was pathetic. Masturbating while watching a guy and girl play right in front of me... Felt like some netorare loser.
...Netori girl? Was I the one whose boyfriend got stolen, or girlfriend?
'...'
What the hell am I thinking...
I quietly masturbated under the blanket. With how wet I was, there should have been squelching sounds, but the thick fabric muffled them. The inside was drenched, though.
"Hngh..."
Moans leaked out sometimes, but I gritted my teeth and held them back. It was just light clit rubbing anyway—not enough to make me scream.
...But how long are they gonna keep going? No direct touching yet, but as time dragged on, I got antsy. No reason to, but... I just wanted it over quick.
"Huu♡ Huk♡ Haa♡"
Choi Yubin looked at her limit too. What if they actually fuck? The thought made me increasingly anxious. Teeth clenched, I watched them while rubbing my clit harder than before.
"..."
The mood shifted. Are they really gonna do it?
"H-how long are you gonna...?"
I flinched at my own words. It sounded like I hated it. Jung Taeyang's eyes widened as he looked at me, clearly thinking the same.
I looked away, embarrassed.
"Why isn't the hypnosis working...? That bad, huh?"
"...Huh?"
Wait, what? Does he think this is because of Choi Yubin?
...Is he insane?
"...Can't do this. No choice, then..."
"Huh? Wh-what?"
"Spread that pussy, Pingchaeng."
"Y-yes, nyaah...♡"
Wait, hold on. He can't tell from that tone? Or was Jung Taeyang a better actor than I thought, pretending while planning to fuck her?
"W-wait, just a sec..."
Despite my desperate plea, Choi Yubin flipped over fast, spreading her pussy with both hands. Pink inner flesh exposed, gaping and drooling juices—lewd as hell.
"Haa..."
Jung Taeyang sighed deeply, grabbed her ass, and aimed his cock.
"N-no, d-don't...!"
I'd slid off the bed without realizing, begging him. He looked at me like he was truly sorry, shook his head, and said...
"No helping it."
No helping what?! My insides burned, but I could only stamp my feet helplessly. And that's when—
"Oh? With Taeyang?"
"Hanging with Taeyang, huh?"
A few guys suddenly burst into the health room. I dove under the blanket in shock, and they headed straight for Choi Yubin. She looked flustered; Jung Taeyang startled, then realized what was up.
"Ah, came for Pingchaeng?"
"Yeah. But if you're using her, we can wait..."
"Nah, you guys go. I need a break."
"For real? Cool?"
"Yeah. Been playing with Sebin till now."
He said it casually, coming over to me under the blanket. He sat beside me, wrapped an arm around my waist, and positioned us like we were watching a movie—prime seats for Choi Yubin's gangbang show...
Never thought I'd see this. But the anxiety and jealousy from before melted away like snow. Was I really jealous over his cock? Complicated feelings.
Me, jealous of a girl... I glanced sideways—Jung Taeyang grinned proudly, one hand on my waist.
...Not a bad feeling, at least. I pressed closer to him. He accepted it without pushing away.
We quietly watched Choi Yubin's gangbang. As a sex processing aspirant, she handled two guys skillfully. But it looked like acting now. Before, she'd been desperately horny; this was just faking enjoyment out of obligation. She even glanced our way sometimes. Not at me—of course—but at him, especially his cock.
...I'm right here.
On impulse, I reached for his crotch. His cock was a bit soft from exhaustion, but it hardened fast under my touch.
...Jealous?
I flashed Choi Yubin a smug smile.