Punishment Beside the Snoozing Boyfriend
As dusk fell outside, Eun-ho and Ye-rin decided to give them some space. It was to let the couple have their time alone. And Eun-ho knew it—Seo-yeon had cleaned her ass thoroughly today. He'd checked it himself before coming to the room.
By the time Eun-ho and Ye-rin were leaving, Woo-hyun was pretty drunk. Eun-ho wondered if he'd even manage proper anal sex in that state, but since Seo-yeon hadn't drunk much, it should be fine somehow.
Eun-ho and Ye-rin were sipping coffee in the men's dorm lounge. Seeing Ye-rin casually holding his hand and drinking like nothing was wrong made Eun-ho's anger surge.
"By the way, did you keep your promise?"
"Huh? What promise?"
"That you wouldn't meet any other guys while I was in training?"
"Oh!.. That... Of.. Of course.. You're the only one for me.."
Ye-rin flinched. True to her habit when lying, her eyes darted to the lower left.
"Yeah? I trust you.."
Ye-rin couldn't even look at Eun-ho now. Her fingers around the coffee can trembled faintly.
"Yeah.. Thanks.."
Eun-ho considered grilling her right then, but first, he needed to confirm with Seo-yeon. It was Seo-yeon who deserved the punishment more than Ye-rin.
Eun-ho walked Ye-rin back to her dorm and returned to Woo-hyun's room. Pressing his ear to the door, he heard nothing. He tried the handle—locked.
He knocked. Knock knock knock. No answer. He knocked again. Knock knock knock.
After a moment, rustling sounds came from inside, followed by footsteps. The door opened.
"Who is it?"
Before she finished, Eun-ho pushed inside, grabbing Seo-yeon's hand—the one that had opened the door—and pulling her along.
As expected, Woo-hyun was passed out naked, sprawled starfish-style without even a blanket, snoring away.
Seo-yeon looked up at Eun-ho in shock. His grip on her wrist was firm. Now it was time to punish her.
Eun-ho laid Seo-yeon on the bed opposite Woo-hyun's and kissed her.
"Mmph.. Eun.. Mmph.. Eun-ho.. Mm.."
He pulled back from her lips for a moment.
"Eun-ho.. Woo-hyun's right there.."
Eun-ho glanced at Woo-hyun, then back at her. The pathetic sight of him snoring pitifully made him sneer inwardly.
"Yeah, I know.."
Then he kissed her again. Smack.. slurp.. smack.. schlurp..
Seo-yeon glanced nervously at Woo-hyun even as she accepted Eun-ho's tongue. Her anxious eyes flicked between them, but her tongue was already entwined with his.
Eun-ho slipped his hand under her T-shirt. No bra, as expected. He teased her nipple, and she twitched.
"Schlurp.. mmph.. mm.."
He pinched her nipple hard while yanking off her pants with his other hand. No panties either. His fingers brushed her asshole—slick with fluid. The slippery sensation tingled on his fingertips.
Looked like Woo-hyun had successfully claimed the ass of his dreams. He touched her pussy next—wet, but no fresh juices leaking. Clearly unused today. Woo-hyun must've only done anal before passing out.
Eun-ho pulled away and stripped off her T-shirt. Right next to the sleeping Woo-hyun, Seo-yeon was now fully naked. The dim bedside lamp cast faint light over her body.
Eun-ho quickly shed his pants and underwear. His rock-hard cock sprang free.
"Eun-ho.. Let's go somewhere else.."
"No.. It has to be here.."
"Ahngut.."
Eun-ho thrust his massive cock into Seo-yeon's not-quite-wet pussy. Her dry walls clenched around him like a scream.
He had to punish her. Gentle sex was out of the question.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Ahn.. haah.. Ah! Eun-ho.. suddenly.. ahn.."
"Listen up, Seo-yeon.."
"Ahng.. haang.. Wh-what..??"
"You knew Woo-hyun was fucking Ye-rin, right?"
"Heuk.. ahn.. uh.. ahng.."
Seo-yeon moaned but stared at him wide-eyed, her pupils shaking.
"You knew, didn't you?"
Eun-ho slammed in harder.
"Aaaaahn.. haah.. haat.. How did you.. know.."
"Knew it.. You fucking knew.. Shit, since when? When did those two start fucking? And why didn't you tell me? You should've fucking told me!!!"
"Haang.. ahn.. Eun-ho.. Quiet.. ahn.."
Seo-yeon glanced at Woo-hyun. But he was snoring deeply, out cold.
"Quiet? What're you gonna do if he sees me fucking you.."
"Ahng.. Still.. ahng.. We're.. friends.."
"What kind of friend fucks his buddy's girl.."
He trailed off. Right now, his cock was plunging into his best friend's girl's pussy—with the guy sleeping right beside them.
"Ahn.. ahn.. haah.. aaaahn.."
Seo-yeon's pussy was getting wetter. The initial tightness eased, replaced by lewd squelching with every thrust.
"So.. that's why you let me fuck you? Out of guilt?"
"Ughrt.. ahng.. ahng.. No.. that's not.."
"Then why'd you just take it when I fucked you?"
"Haht.. uht.. aaaahn.. Because.. I heard.."
"Heard what?"
"Ah! From Ye-rin.. haht.. that yours is huge.. so.."
"Haa.. So you wanted to try a big one? With your boyfriend's best friend?"
"Uh.. Yeah.. haah.. Ye-rin was doing it too.."
Seo-yeon's pussy clenched tight around him. Her body reacted honestly amid this twisted talk.
"Ugh.. Fine, got it.. One more question.."
"Haa.. What??"
"Have you three ever done it together?"
"Haaaaah.. haht.. haang.."
Seo-yeon turned her head, letting out shallow moans to dodge the answer.
Eun-ho already knew, but he wanted to hear it from her.
"Have you?"
"Eung.. Yeah.."
"Knew it.. You fucking sluts.. Leaving me out.."
Eun-ho barely recognized his own words. His betrayal rage was misdirected—not at Ye-rin cheating with Woo-hyun, but at them doing a threesome without him. And imagining it only sent a sharp thrill to his gut.
And then—
"Ugh.. My head hurts.. Seo-yeon.. Water.."
Woo-hyun stirred. Eun-ho didn't stop. He thrust faster.
"Ughgrt.. eung.. uuung.."
Seo-yeon stifled her moans, but the slapping flesh echoed through the room.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Who's there? Eun-ho? Haven't seen Seo-yeon.."
Even now, Woo-hyun was barely coherent, eyes half-shut, mumbling.
Seo-yeon pulled away hastily, stood, and grabbed water for him. Her naked thighs glistened with arousal as she hurried.
"Oh.. Thanks, Seo-yeon.. Ah, head hurts.."
Woo-hyun gulped it down, lay back, and closed his eyes. The naked girl right in front of him registered nothing through his drunken haze.
Eun-ho grabbed Seo-yeon's waist as she bent over to hand him the water. He slammed into her from behind.
"Uuuung.. ughk.. Wait.. Just a bit.."
"Don't care.. Get caught or not.."
Eun-ho pounded hard again. Her ass slapped against his hips with wet smacks.
"Mm.. mmph.. uung.. uuung.. mm.."
Seo-yeon clamped her hand over her mouth, cheeks flushing red as she fought the moans.
Eun-ho sped up, staring at Woo-hyun. He half-hoped he'd wake and see. Spill it all—You fucked my girl, so I'm fucking yours. Fair, right?
But Woo-hyun was drunker than expected.
Snort.. snore..
He was out again. Eun-ho slowed, deflated. No satisfaction without Woo-hyun watching.
"Haaaang.. ahn.. haaaaa.."
Realizing Woo-hyun was asleep, Seo-yeon dropped her hand and moaned softly.
"How much did that bastard drink?"
"Haaa.. Four bottles of soju.. uhheuh.."
"Passes out on that? Weak-ass.. So when did you start fucking Ye-rin?"
"Ahng.. A few.. months.. ahn.. ago.."
"Fucking months, and I was the only one in the dark?"
Eun-ho realized it fully now. He wasn't mad about the sex itself—just being excluded. Imagining the three of them only made his cock throb harder.
"Next time.. haah.. next time.. ah! We can all.."
"That's a given!"
Eun-ho pictured it: Woo-hyun watching as he railed both girls. It felt good. He had to make it real.
Then the fantasy twisted—after him, Woo-hyun fucking them, his cum-soaked pussies taking Woo-hyun's cock. Vivid. His dick twitched. Ejaculation edged close.
"Ah.. fuck.. Gonna cum.."
"Haang.. mm.. Cum.. inside.."
"Ugh.. That's a given.. uung.."
Eun-ho erupted inside her pussy. Spurt after spurt filled her, the sensation pulsing through his cock.
At least he'd marked her pussy today. Small satisfaction.
"Haa.. haa.. Fucking hell.. you assholes.. How pathetic was I, for you to fuck around without me.."
"Hah.. haa.. Sorry.. We talked about it a few times.."
"Talked?"
"Ye-rin said no way.. You'd freak if you knew.."
"Haa.. That bitch.. Already had plans to punish her.. Now she'll get extra.."
"You won't.. hit or anything, right?"
"Gonna spank her ass.. like this.."
Imagining Ye-rin with Woo-hyun wouldn't leave his mind. His cock hardened instantly—fully erect not even a minute post-cum.
He gripped it, slick with cum and juices, and pressed it to her asshole.
"Huh? Anal now?"
"Yeah, relax that shithole.."
"Agut.."
His cock pushed into her ass. Woo-hyun's prior use made the entrance easy, but Eun-ho's size dwarfed his. Past the head, her hole stretched to its limit, walls gripping tight.
"Uuuung.. agut.. haaa.."
Seo-yeon clutched the sheets, moaning. A fullness worlds beyond Woo-hyun's filled her.
Eun-ho moved slowly inside, glancing at Woo-hyun—still snoring. Pathetic, oblivious to his best friend wrecking his girl's ass. Thrilling.
After anal, Eun-ho took Seo-yeon to the bathroom. Fluorescent lights glared off the tiles. Hot shower water poured as he pinned her to the wall and started fucking again.
She flinched at the cold tiles, but forgot as his cock invaded.
"Haang.. ahn.. Again.. already.."
"Punishment ain't over.."
"Uht.. haaaang.."
Her wet hair clung to her face. Water streamed between them. Exhausted, her pussy still clenched reflexively.
After showering, they returned to Woo-hyun's bed. He hadn't moved.
Eun-ho positioned Seo-yeon on all fours right over him. Her knees framed his body.
"Eun-ho.. This is.."
"Don't like?"
"........."
No answer. Looking down, Woo-hyun's sleeping face was inches away. The thrill of getting fucked over her boyfriend's face set her pussy ablaze. Instead of words, she pushed her ass back.
Eun-ho took it as consent and thrust in.
"Haht.. ahn.. aaaahn.."
Her moans rained on Woo-hyun's face. He snored on.
Eun-ho watched her swinging tits above Woo-hyun's face, thrusting. The bizarre scene hardened him more. Images of Woo-hyun fucking Ye-rin and her flooded his mind—each one spiking his arousal.
After his final load, Seo-yeon collapsed atop Woo-hyun, face buried in his chest. Cum leaked from her pussy onto his stomach.
Eun-ho dressed, a twisted satisfaction coiling in his chest. That night, he truly realized it: Ye-rin with other men didn't anger him—it aroused him. And he wanted to watch.