Enjoying the View of a Quivering Hole Mid-Pee! ♥♥ [*Illustration Warning: Watersports*]
Standing in front of the bathroom, I met the man's suspicious glare.
And then I said,
"If you don't like it even now, then get the fuck out."
The man clenched his lower lip tight.
"Hanseong. You're feeling pretty awful, huh?"
"Haah... No. I'm sorry, Bom."
Bom soothed him right away.
Lucky bastard. He found himself a good woman. If I were her, I'd have dumped him already and latched onto a rich man instead.
"No, it's fine. Let's just get this over with quickly."
"Yeah."
Soon the man stripped off his clothes, adjusted the shower temperature, and sprayed it over Bom's body. Her snow-white skin glistened as it grew damp, and her tangled pubic hair clung to her like wet seaweed. It was the moment her pale pussy came beautifully into view.
"Should we just rinse off with water?"
"Mm."
The man gently washed Bom's body down.
Watching it made my cock throb like it was about to burst. The sight of that fresh-faced pair of beauties stimulated a pleasure deep in my chest just from looking. I craned my neck a little further, drinking in the sight of Bom.
The cold, distant girl I'd seen at the arcade was nowhere to be found — only a shy one remained. The way she'd acquiesced to my money painted her in a willing light.
"Excuse me, could you wait outside for a moment? I, um... need to use the toilet."
"You need to pee?"
"Yes..."
"Perfect timing. I want to watch that."
"...I'm sorry, what?"
"Sir. What on earth are you saying?"
Perverted, sure. But hey, can't help what I want to see. I could hardly blame the woman for her wide-eyed shock or the man for his flare of anger. I simply held up three fingers.
"Thirty more."
"Bom. This guy's a pervert. He's going to make you do all kinds of stuff from now on."
"I'll do it."
The man's voice and Bom's rang out at the same time, followed immediately by the man's sigh. Perhaps because his distress bothered her, she flashed him a brief look that said it's okay, then shifted her gaze back to me.
I could feel myself becoming a worse and worse person. And still, I didn't want to stop. Not when she'd already driven me to an excitement so fierce I could lose my mind.
"I'm ready to watch."
"Okay."
"No — just do it right on the floor. That way I can see better."
"Okay..."
When I stopped her from heading toward the toilet, she hesitated a beat, then slowly lowered herself into a squat while keeping her eyes on me. I sank down after her, mirroring her, and looked down.
In her crouched position, her plump, full bottom swelled taut. And between them, her cute inner lips, close to a cherry pink, parted ever so slightly. At the completely exposed flesh, my cock — squeezed between my thighs — twitched like it would explode.
Fucking bastard. It's not even your pussy. Quit squirming.
The man, who'd stolen a glance, turned his head away — apparently unable to bear the sight. At that, I quickly grabbed my cock. Heat surged through it hotter than ever as it filled my palm, thick veins pulsing hard against the bulging, rigid shaft.
Slowly stroking myself, I watched her pussy as it began to spread open.
"You didn't drink much water today, did you?"
"U-um, no."
A stream of golden-yellow piss began to pour out.
Her clit, nestled in the gap of her opened hole, swelled slightly as it spouted the yellow stream. Sshhh— The sound of water striking the floor rang out loud and clear.
Droplets of spray flew off the stream hammering the floor beyond the threshold, spattering all the way to my face. I stroked my cock faster.
"Good girl. Nice strong stream, too."
"Don't look so blatantly."
"Nope."
Wrinkling her nose, she glanced at the man — who had already turned his head away — and then sprayed even harder. The urgency in her posture, desperate to finish quickly, made her anus quiver violently as well. Alternating between her bright-pink asshole and her pussy as they twitched obscenely, I worked my stroking hand faster and faster. An excitement that felt like it was already the end surged up and lodged itself in my chest.
"All done."
"Don't wash — come out like that. Have that bastard clean you with his tongue."
"How could you..."
"If you behave, I might give you even more money. You've already earned thirty just by pissing. Might as well rake in as much as you can while you're at it. Don't you think?"
I let my gaze drift to the man at the end of that sentence. He'd turned his head back at some point and was staring at me.
"Just come out, Bom."
Then he nodded, his face like he'd chewed on shit. He understood my meaning exactly.
"Okay... I'm sorry, Hanseong."
The woman stepped out, brow furrowed. The yellow droplets splashed across her thighs beaded up, and with each movement they trickled down, roll by roll. Just like that, she lay down on the bed.
"Do what you usually do. If I need something, I'll tell you as we go."
"......"
A couple past the point of answering at all. Still, they showed no intention of refusing, and slowly began to press their bodies together.
Fuck, this is hot. So this kind of thing can be fun too.
It had been improvised, but I was sinking deeper into the situation by the moment. The woman's body was pretty enough that just watching it could satisfy. Well — not that I intended to stop at watching.
"Mmm..."
"Haah, mmh."
A kiss came first, it seemed. Textbook sex after so long — the man's lips crushed against Bom's tender ones. And after all those sour faces he'd been making, their stacked lips were soon mashed together in a tangle. Bom's breathing grew ragged.
Not bad.
I stood at the closest possible point to the two of them — right at the foot of the bed — and stroked my cock. After savoring their kiss for a while, I turned my eyes to her softly swaying breasts and their legs entwining with each other. It was such a fresh, inexperienced sight that I caught myself thinking, I had days like that once too, and lost myself in it.
"That's enough. Suck her tits now."
"Haah... mmh..."
Moans immediately spilled from Bom's mouth. At my instruction, the man's lips had closed over Bom's breast. As he drew the soft flesh in with a gentle suck, her nipple spiked up stiff and pointed — and at the same moment, Bom's body began to tremble in small convulsions. Her hips jolted along with the shudder.
"Aroused already, huh? How long have you two been together?"
"Haah... five years."
His expression was still sour as ever, but at least he answered now.
"That's a long time."
The man sucked at her breast again, long and deep. The glistening nipple he'd briefly released was already swollen plump again, in stark contrast to its untouched twin.
"Now eat her pussy."
My curiosity settled squarely on that nipple, so I gave my next order. The man shot me one hostile look, let her nipple slip from his mouth, and slid down Bom's body. Her legs were spread wide in his two hands.
"Oh. Shit."
Her pussy, drenched in white fluid at some point, came into view.
"Are you always this wet? Or did watching me make you wetter?"
"No. Our Bom's always been this wet."
The man answered in a sulking tone. I gave a careless nod and turned to the nipples I'd been wanting to see. The one swollen plump and soaked, and the other still holding its dry state — the two nipples looked so different they might have belonged to two different people.
"Mind if I give that nipple a touch?"
"No touching."
"Shit. You fucking..."
My hand, creeping slyly down toward her nipple, was stopped by him. I briefly considered pulling out more money, then nodded and pulled my hand back. No reason to get into a power struggle over this particular moment, after all.
While my hand retreated awkwardly, the man's lips slowly sealed themselves over her pussy. Chup, churp, chuwup...
"Mmh... haah..."
Under his gently sucking mouth, the crimson flesh of her pussy stretched and lengthened. His sealed lips took in her clit and her pubic hair all at once, sucking so hard his cheeks hollowed. Burned up in an instant, Bom looked at me.
"Um — ten seconds. Just ten, let me touch. Hnn..."
And then she whispered, cupping one of her own breasts to swell it upward. She was covering for me — the man who'd just been stopped from touching her nipple. The cold-ice-beauty I'd first seen now looked downright angelic. I dropped my hand at once.
"Nnngh... haah..."
A soft, yielding sensation spread under my fingers. The nipple, slick with the man's saliva, glided under my touch as if coated in mucus. I savored the feel of it, pressing the nipple pinched between my index fingers down again and again.
"Sir!"
The moment the woman's moans grew heated, the man's head shot up. What the fuck. What's staring gonna do about it? I met his laser-beam glare with eyes narrowed just as hard.
"I told her to touch. This much is fine, Hanseong."
"Seriously... haah."
When the woman smoothed things over, the man ground his lips together, looking wronged. His lips were still glistening, coated in Bom's love juices, shining under the lights. I immediately dropped my gaze to her pussy.
Her labia and clit looked melted soft, as if dissolved by his mouth. Sucked for only a short while, yet her pussy quivered and gaped as though thoroughly heated through. Between the folds of her pussy, tiny bubbles fizzled here and there — like the traces he'd left behind.
"Let's just do it now."
The man spoke as if he wanted to get it over with. Naturally, I shook my head.
"You two never do oral?"
"No. Never have."
"Sounds like bullshit."
"I don't make her. Bom only does what she likes."
"Right. Well then, how about it instead, Bom? Want to suck your uncle's cock? What do you say? I'll throw in another hundred."
The man's attitude did not sit well with me at all. If he'd just stayed quiet and cooperative, I'd have let everything slide. But he kept poking at my mood, so I decided to rile him up a little. Besides, I kind of wanted my cock sucked, too.
"Sir. I told you not to say things like that, didn't I?"
"I asked Bom, though?"
"Sir!"
Ignoring the man as he screeched, I turned my head. My eyes met Bom's, which had been on me the whole time. Her wide-open eyes, flushed with heat, were cute and erotic at once, casting a strange mood over the room.
"If you don't want to, that's fine too. Passing up a million won, though."
"I never said I didn't want to."
At my throwaway quip, delivered with a casual shrug, she responded immediately. Figures. To her eyes, I must already look like her only hope of ever getting out of that arcade.
"Bom. Get a grip. What the hell are you thinking right now?"
The man, too, seemed to read her heart and shouted urgently. Bom's gaze slid slowly backward until it found him.
"And what you're doing right now counts as normal?"