Han Siwoo's Tribulations (3)
“Yaaawn... I nodded off for a sec. How was it? Good movie?”
“Yeah, it was alright. The male lead was cute too.”
We stepped out of the theater and strolled down the street, where afternoon had already settled in. Somi stretched her mouth wide in a yawn as she walked up to me and Kang Ye-jin.
*Knead, knead*
Kang Ye-jin replied with the most brazen face, boldly groping my ass right in the middle of the group.
“Yeah? But the male lead seemed a bit old to call him just ‘cute’...”
“Ah, I’m starving! Let’s grab some food! Oh, look, there’s a burger joint right there!”
Like someone hiding a guilty secret, Kang Ye-jin hurriedly changed the subject.
“I love burgers. Perfect. Siwoo-ya, burgers for lunch cool with you?”
Somi didn’t seem to find Ye-jin’s awkward behavior suspicious at all and didn’t press her on it.
This idiot...
*Knead, grope, knead*
Even now, Ye-jin was glued to my side, fiddling with my ass like it was hers. Anyone with half a brain could see it—why couldn’t she? Sure, getting caught by Somi right now would ruin my plans, but her obliviousness was frustrating as hell.
“Siwoo-ya, you don’t like burgers...? Wanna go somewhere else?”
“N-no... I like ‘em too. Burgers are fine.”
“Cool? You just looked kinda down, so I checked. Let’s go!”
Is this how it ends up? Fine, time to tweak the plan a bit. Somi’s sweet, but that means she’s painfully dense too. I’ll have to make sure she never finds out about this crap her whole life. With her personality, if she learned I’d been putting up with this right under her nose, she’d drown in guilt and who knows what she’d do—I could already picture it.
“This burger place is huge. Like a full-on restaurant.”
“Yeah.”
Lost in thought, I hadn’t realized we’d already reached the burger joint. As Somi said, it was massive for a burger spot, taking up the entire second floor of a commercial building—unlike the others around it. Must be booming, judging by the packed crowd inside.
*Ding!*
As soon as we entered, Kang Ye-jin strode ahead to the self-order kiosk, jabbing buttons to order burger sets. For a brief moment, my ass escaped her lewd grasp.
“What do you guys want?”
“Hmm... I’ll do the A set. What about you, Siwoo?”
“Same as Somi.”
*Press*
With all the buttons done, Ye-jin sauntered back to my side and resumed groping.
“Eek!”
Her iron grip dug into my ass flesh like she was trying to tear it off. A pained groan slipped out before I could stop it, forcing me to glance around nervously. Luckily, Somi was lost in food fantasies, drooling happily and oblivious to my noise.
“Let’s go to the second floor.”
“There are seats down here though?”
“I wanna eat by the window...”
Ye-jin emphasized “eat” while staring right at me. Her creepy grin made me shrink back involuntarily.
“Sure! It’s not far anyway.”
Somi, buzzing with excitement, bounded up the stairs like a kid. Ye-jin looked flustered at her own awkward slip, paused thoughtfully, then glanced at me.
*Knead, knead*
Still fondling my ass, she started to say something but stopped.
“Let’s hurry up.”
“You...! Don’t even think about touching my ass next to Somi.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just climb the damn stairs.”
I glared at Ye-jin for a moment—her smug face pissed me off.
*Swipe*
I said nothing more, swatted her hand off my ass, and chased after Somi.
“Hah.”
A scoff echoed behind me. Ignoring it, I headed to the window table Somi had snagged. It was like fine dining—long white tablecloth reaching the floor, and the table itself huge enough for even a massive guy to fit comfortably.
“This place is fancy for a burger joint.”
“I like the vibe.”
“Who cares about vibe at a burger spot?”
Ye-jin grumbled and plopped down next to Somi. I took the seat across, right in Somi’s line of sight, staring at her face.
“U-ugh! W-wait... I gotta... b-bathroom...”
“Huh? Suddenly?”
“Be right back!”
The second I sat, Somi bolted up and dashed to the first-floor restroom.
“...”
Ye-jin watched her go without a word, then stared at the phone Somi left behind.
“Hah.”
She let out a deflated chuckle.
*Rustle*
“Hey, what the hell are you—!”
“Appetizer before the food arrives.”
Ye-jin glanced around, then slipped under the table like it was nothing. She was bigger than most girls, but the space was roomy enough to hide her completely.
“Ta-da.”
“Ughhh...”
Like a turtle poking its head from the shell, she craned her face toward my seat.
“Here...? Right now...?”
“Yup.”
She was quieter than usual—weirder, even.
*Chomp!*
Before I could question it, my pants yanked down. Ye-jin engulfed my cock in her mouth.
“Mmph, mm! Slurp, mmph, nngh.”
“Nngh, nnngh!”
Her mouth was surprisingly cold—probably from the iced cola at the theater.
*Slurp, slurp, sluuuurp...*
She bobbed her head slowly, teasing my thick shaft.
*Lick, lick, lick, lick*
Her snake-like tongue writhed especially around the head, making my body twitch and jerk with every flick.
“Pahaa... Whew, leaking that much precum?”
“Nngh...”
A thin string of spit connected my cock to her lips, stretching before snapping onto her face.
“Ahh, my jaw hurts...”
She rubbed her jaw, complaining, but dove back in anyway.
*Sluuuuurp!*
“Wha—huh...!”
She’d only taken half before, but now she challenged her limit, shoving my over-20cm beast down her throat until only my balls hung out.
“Nngh, nnngh... Heh...”
Accomplished, she flashed a mischievous grin and a V-sign with her fingers.
“Mmph? Mmmph... Nngh, guh! So biiig, caaan’t taaalk...”
Deepthroat, right? Cock straight to the back of her throat. No gag, just swallowing it whole. Her effort? Made it feel... shamefully amazing. That wet warmth wrapping every inch. And seeing her—Kang Ye-jin—wincing around my dick? Gave a twisted sense of conquest.
“Mmph, mm! Mmph... Pahaa...!”
She couldn’t hold it long, spitting me out—took forever with the length.
“Hah, hah, hah... Never doing that again. Throat’s killing me. And your dick taste is stuck in my mouth, ugh...”
*Suck*
Tears streaming, she took me back in. This time, no deepthroat—just slow licks along the head and shaft. The ticklish sensation built my orgasm fast.
“Cum already. Hurry up.”
“N-no...”
“Yo, your girl’s coming.”
“Ah...!”
*Spurt, spuuurt!*
Footsteps on the stairs—my load blasted straight into Ye-jin.
“Mmph!”
She sealed her lips around me, gulping it down for real.
“Mmmph... Heh...”
She slipped out from under the table, sat back down, grinned at me, and opened wide to show the inside.
“Ebeh...”
White globs pooled on her red tongue—my fresh cum. Grinning like a demon, she swallowed with an audible gulp.
“Eh...”
Opened again to prove it clean.
“Hehe. Drank all your baby batter.”
“Guh!”
Her filthy words revived my spent cock instantly.
*Thud*
“Sorry I’m late, guys! Got yours too!”
Perfect timing—Somi returned with trays stacked in both hands. Three sets, piled high. Guilt hit me out of nowhere.
“Huh? Siwoo-ya, sleepy?”
“N-no...”
“Why lean on the headrest? If you’re tired, maybe end the date here?”
“N... No! I’m fine.”
Ye-jin stuck her tongue out at my frantic excuse.
“Tasty.”
“You’re done already?”
“Yeah, had a snack earlier.”
I resolved then: make a plan, pronto. One to pry Ye-jin off me for good.