Confirmation
A few days had passed since that mad orgy. Eun-ho fucked Ye-rin, Seo-yeon, and Eun-chae every single day, but he couldn't recapture the ecstasy from that night. The sex wasn't bad—not by any means. But once he'd tasted that brain-searing pleasure, everything else felt dull, insignificant. That instant when he'd watched Woo-hyun's cock sliding into Ye-rin's pussy while pounding Seo-yeon. His mind had blazed white, every nerve in his body funneling straight to the tip of his dick. Nothing since had come close to that peak.
This evening was no different. After dinner, he was fucking Ye-rin in the mountain forest. She hadn't slept with any other guys since that night—or if she had, she'd have reported it to him. "Haang... haang... aaang... aaaang... aaang..." Ye-rin moaned softly, gripping a tree trunk. Eun-ho pistoned his cock in and out with mechanical rhythm. Her pussy felt great, no question—tight walls clenching around him, her warm body heat radiating through. But his brain wasn't firing. And Ye-rin had slipped back into her old passive self. No more of that aggressive kissing from before, no grinding her hips on her own. She just braced against the tree, letting him do the work. Her moans were quiet, her waist still. The sex dragged on like an obligation, and after he came once, his dick wouldn't harden again. Ye-rin looked a little disappointed, but with his cock staying limp, there was nothing for it.
They sat side by side against the tree, clothes piled on the ground. The night air cooled their sweat-slick skin. Insects chirped through the forest. Then Ye-rin glanced at him hesitantly and spoke up.
"Eun-ho... you said before... if another guy... y'know, wants to do it..."
Eun-ho had been thinking her pussy was tighter than most girls', but lacked that extra spark. Her words snapped him alert—and his soft cock twitched.
"And? Who's trying to seduce our little Ye-rin this time?"
"Don't get mad..."
"I'm not. Seriously, I'm just curious."
"That... senior Min-gyu... he's been talking to me a lot lately."
"So, he wants to fuck you?"
"Yeah..." Ye-rin's voice trailed off. She stared at the ground, plucking at grass blades.
"What'd you say?"
"I said no. That I won't do it again."
"Haa..." Eun-ho sighed. "Ye-rin, what did I tell you? If a guy wants to fuck you, you tell me. Sounds like he's tried more than once already."
"Yeah, but... I can just turn him down."
"And? What're you gonna do? Can't hold out anymore?"
"No... really, no. I turned him down."
"Look at you, turning guys down like a pro. Ye-rin's all grown up."
"What... don't mock me."
Ye-rin pouted. Eun-ho paused, silent. In the darkness, her naked body gleamed faintly under the moonlight.
"But just do it. You want to, honestly."
"What? No... I only need you."
"I mean... I've been watching you closely, Ye-rin. One thing's always bugged me."
"What?"
"The guys who've fucked you— their dicks have to be smaller than mine. And they're not better in bed either. Especially Woo-hyun."
"......Yeah, true..."
Ye-rin averted her eyes, murmuring.
"But you seem to enjoy it more with them than with me. Why's that?"
"Huh? No... it's best with you."
"Ye-rin... let's be real. You think I don't know you after all this time? I saw it with my own eyes—don't deny it."
His voice was calm but firm.
"Be honest. Dick size, technique—doesn't matter with other guys, right? It's just the fact that it's another man that turns you on."
"Th-that's..."
"Yes or no?"
Ye-rin bit her lip, head down. Even in the dark, her ears burned red.
"Your silence is answer enough, you know?"
"Huh? What?"
"Can't answer means it's true."
"Ah... no..."
Her weak whisper held no conviction.
"Look, if you can't hold back, go ahead with other guys. I don't want to see you suffering 'cause I can't satisfy you."
Eun-ho framed it all as her fault, hiding his own craving to watch or hear about it.
"I'm not suffering..."
"Sigh... fine, if you say so."
He continued slowly. "Then let's confirm it. Fuck that Min-gyu senior. But do it in front of me."
"What!? How could I?"
Ye-rin looked up, shocked. Seeing his serious eyes, she shut her mouth.
"Yeah... right in front of me might be weird. Fine—somewhere I can watch."
"How?"
"You know that little equipment storage room by the gym?"
"No... there's a place like that?"
"Yeah. It's small, nobody goes there, door's always open."
"And...?"
"It has a tiny window for ventilation."
"So?"
"You fuck Min-gyu there. I'll watch."
Ye-rin went silent for a long stretch. Only insects filled the air between them. Her hand fidgeted unconsciously on her thigh.
"You're not joking?"
"No joke. I need to see it... to know for sure. What you're really like."
"C-can't we skip it? It feels wrong..."
"No. Do it. You said it's not special with other guys, right? Prove it. I'm not mad about Min-gyu now—you've done it plenty before."
"I... sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry for. Just act normal. That'll ease my mind."
Ye-rin stayed quiet, head bowed. Eun-ho waited. Silence enveloped them. A breeze rustled leaves, tousling her hair.
"D-do I really have to?"
"Yes. Really. No joke."
She hesitated longer, then finally spoke. "Okay... I'll do it."
Her voice was soft but firm.
"Good call. I'll tell you where the storage room is. Pick a time and let me know."
"Got it."
Hearing her commit, Eun-ho realized his cock had hardened fully. One word about her fucking another man, and it stood rigid, throbbing against his thigh.
He turned her body, bent her over the tree again, ass out. "Haaaang..." He thrust deep into her pussy. Ye-rin let out a satisfied moan. Deeper, harder than before. Power surged in his hips; each plunge hit her depths, making her back arch and twitch. At least tonight, both left satisfied.
After that, Eun-ho didn't fuck Ye-rin. Every time he saw her, his heart raced—but not from wanting her body. It was anticipation: soon he'd watch her with a guy who wasn't Woo-hyun. Imagining Min-gyu's cock in her pussy made his dick twitch every time.
This evening, after dinner, he was fucking Eun-chae on the main building rooftop. "Haaaah... Eun-ho, something good happen?"
"Why? I look happy?"
"Haang... aaang... yeah... you do."
Eun-chae lay on the rooftop floor, legs over his shoulders as he thrust. "Heh, just some stuff. When you introducing that friend Yu-jin?"
"Aaang... haang... wait... a bit longer... ah! She's got tons of guys chasing her lately... haaaang... she's sensitive."
"Yeah, whatever. She'll handle it. I'll wait."
"Haang... aaang... got it... aaaang... I'll handle it... ah... so good..."
Among the girls he fucked lately, Eun-chae's pussy felt the least impressive, but her reactions were the best. She knew how to stroke a man's ego—genuine delight every thrust, endless praise for his cock. Only she did that.
"Haa... can I cum inside today?"
"Haang... aaang... no... aaang... ah!"
"Woo-hyun joining again tonight?"
"Yeah... right... aaang... haang... harder... a bit."
Eun-ho slammed deeper. He didn't care much about Woo-hyun fucking other girls, but a thought struck: what if Seo-yeon watched? She'd gotten off watching him with Ye-rin. Her pussy had gushed that night, eyes half-lidded, staring at their joined bodies. Would she get wet seeing him with tennis club girls?
"Tonight, same time?"
"Aaang... yeah... haang... gonna cum?"
"Yeah... huu... mouth, take it."
"Ah! Okay."
Eun-chae flipped without hesitation, sucking his pussy-slick cock. She bobbed diligently, hand stroking the shaft. Her tongue swirled the head; fingers rhythmically squeezed and released the base.
"Ugh... cumming... swallow it all."
"Mmph... gulp... mmph... gulp..."
As he erupted, she drank every drop expertly. No spills. She pulled off, licking her lips, sucking the last beads from his tip.
Ye-rin and Seo-yeon lacked what Eun-chae had: zero shame, pure eagerness to please. That's why he couldn't drop her.
Eun-ho left Eun-chae and went to find Seo-yeon. Asking a girl out front, she emerged soon after.
"Eun-ho? Want Ye-rin?"
"No... you and me got somewhere to be."
"Huh? This late?"
She thought he wanted sex—her lips curved up.
"No time, hurry."
"Hehe... okay."
He grabbed her hand, walking fast. She giggled behind him, but he ignored it. His mind wasn't on her pussy, but her face—how it'd look watching Woo-hyun fuck another girl.
They arrived at the dark tennis court. No—the club room light was on. Seo-yeon's expression shifted. Not what she expected; she tilted her head.
"Why the tennis court?"
Eun-ho shushed her with a finger to his lips, then led her by the hand toward the club room. The high window Eun-chae mentioned came into view. Now it was time for Eun-ho to satisfy Seo-yeon.