Why Haven't We Done This Sooner?
After the second creampie, I tried to push my cock back in the moment it hardened again, and Kim Seoa spoke up.
“Master… you’re really something else. Three times in a row?”
“Yeah… why, is that weird?”
“No. It’s seriously amazing. I don’t even know how many times I’ve come.”
Five times. If the definition of coming was arching her upper body like a bow and trembling all over, then yes. Using the cock that had swollen after I pressed the purple spots, I kept thrusting all the way to the end of her womb while scraping her G-spot hard with the thickened girth, and Kim Seoa had already been sent into ecstasy several times.
An erection is just blood pooling. That means it’s tied to muscle contraction and function. So every time I finished cumming, I quickly massaged the red spots that appeared around my cock.
Normally the ache should make continuous erections painful, but the stiffness melted away in an instant and it swelled right back up as I stared at Kim Seoa’s plump, fuckable ass.
Squelch—
But the fact that she was still dripping wet inside while saying all that was pretty damn surprising too. We’d already been at it for thirty minutes and her insides were still soaked. My cum was mixed in there, sure, but even so, when a hot cock is grinding away like crazy, the moisture has to keep getting supplied from inside or it would dry up.
Which meant she was that turned on.
“Ha, fucking delicious.”
I buried my fully hard cock all the way to the hilt as I spoke.
Kim Seoa pouted her lips at me like she was begging. Wanting a kiss? Not a chance.
I’d drawn a clear line with her. No kissing, no hand-holding. One reason only: if I slipped up, the leftover feelings from my old one-sided crush might soften me and I’d end up getting played.
Instead of kissing her, I pressed my fingertip against her lips and made her suck it. She looked disappointed, yet she still licked and sucked the spit-slick finger like it was better than nothing.
Anyway, those purple spots were insane. Straight-up broken talent. Just removing complexes could sculpt a body this satisfying. Talk about growing your own meal.
It felt even better than the first time. The piston thrusts alone must have numbered in the hundreds by now, yet my cock was still drooling and acting like it was addicted to her pussy, completely out of control.
How do I even describe it? Every time I rubbed against those walls that squeezed from every direction with that tingling pressure, the sensation kept getting sharper. The more I fucked her, the better it felt. Now that I had a little room to breathe during sex, I was noticing things I never had before.
Kim Seoa sucked on my finger for a while, then threw her upper body back again and shuddered hard.
“Hgyaaat—!”
“Hey, don’t make that much noise.”
“S-sorry. It just feels too good.”
Wearing a sweet, bittersweet expression, she pulled me into a hug and whispered right against my ear.
“Ha… can I come every single day?”
“Heh. Come do this every day?”
“Yeah. It’s massage time anyway.”
“At that rate you’ll burn through all your cum sessions and have to re-register before the installment months are even up. You gotta pace yourself.”
“Mm… how much pacing?”
“Like once every three days?”
“I don’t know if I can hold out.”
“That good, huh?”
“Yeah… so good I can’t believe I never did this until now.”
“…”
Watching Kim Seoa face me and roll her own hips, a mess of emotions crossed through me.
Can’t believe she never did this until now? Suddenly I was pissed for no reason. Was she the type who only looked down on people who gave her nothing, just like those bastards?
I locked my arms around her waist and shoved her back down onto the bed.
Then I lifted her hips and started slamming down from above like I was beating her into the mattress.
“Ah, nn! Nn! Nn! Ah, this feels good too. More, give me more, more!”
“Were you always this much of a slut?”
I brought the finger she’d just been licking to my own mouth, coated it thick with spit, and started rubbing her clit hard.
“Kyaa-nngh! Ah, I’m gonna lose it. Rubbing my clit while you fuck me is driving me crazy.”
“I asked if you were always this much of a slut!”
As I fucked her a little more violently, the soaked insides of Kim Seoa started to dry out bit by bit.
“Ha-ut! Nn! Nn! Ah, it hurts! M-Master… a little gentler… gentler…! Ah, nn! Nn!”
“Why won’t you answer?”
“Ha… y-yeah. I’m a slut… I’ve always been a huge slut!”
But until now she’d just been spreading her legs for every other bastard except me.
Starting today, she wouldn’t be able to open them for anyone but me.
I grabbed her floating ass hard. The flesh that had grown firm and bouncy from the massage squeezed out between my fingers.
“Ah, ah… it hurts… but it feels good… weird…”
Of course it did. I’d popped every pink spot around her ass like a combo chain in a puzzle game. I gripped tight and kept driving deep. The second the urge to cum hit, I unloaded every drop inside without holding back.
“Nnkkat! Hgyaaah!”
Kim Seoa twisted and came with a sound I’d never heard before. Her warped waist slowly settled back into place while she kept letting out broken, mindless noises.
“Ah… ah… ah… nn…”
She was still trembling. I didn’t offer her a shred of kindness—just tossed a towel at her and walked into the shower attached to the VIP room to wash up.
Even after I finished and came out, she still hadn’t come to her senses, so I had to shake her awake.
“Go wash up. I’m gonna step out for a smoke and come back.”
“Uh… can I see you for a second when I leave?”
“If I’ve got time I’ll be at the counter.”
“Mm… um, uh… n-never mind.”
She swallowed whatever else she wanted to say and headed into the shower. I couldn’t fight the craving for a cigarette and walked straight outside.
Ah, damn, this feels really good. If I’m not careful I might get addicted to Kim Seoa’s body. No. Can’t let that happen. There are so many women in the world—I can’t settle for just her.
When I reached the counter, Shin Iseol spotted me and asked,
“All done?”
“Yes. She’s showering now.”
“How was she? Did she enjoy it?”
“Oh yeah. She was completely losing it.”
“Haha… it couldn’t have been that intense.”
“I’m serious. I’m gonna step out for a quick smoke.”
“Alright, good work, sir.”
The magic of turning a completely honest statement into exaggeration. That was my hand—the Miracle Hand. Or maybe the hand that summons sex.
The second I got outside I slotted a cigarette between these precious fingers and took a long drag.
If I’d known it felt this good back then, she would’ve done it with me?
I didn’t know why that line kept sticking in my head. It left a weird, uneasy feeling. She’d only ever planned to use me like a sucker, and now that we’d actually fucked she was going crazy over it. I could understand that much. But what the hell was making me feel so unsettled?
I sucked hard on the cigarette and blew out the smoke. Come to think of it, I’d started smoking back in high school. There’d been a time Kim Seoa and I had shared a cigarette by chance. She’d quit now, but back then she’d been a real chain-smoker.
What had we even talked about? Right—probably about her boyfriend. I’d just listened, and that alone had been enough to make me ecstatic.
Was that it? Was this unease just leftover compensation for the one-sided crush? It still wasn’t satisfied. My subconscious still wanted payback for those pathetic school days.
“Haa…”
I was sighing when I heard someone talking past the corner of the wall. The smoking area was a little recessed space next to the building the shop was in, and someone was on a call near the entrance.
“Yeah, yeah. She went in? Babe. Yeah. You requested the one named Lee Yeondo, right?”
A man’s voice.
Huh? That voice sounds familiar from somewhere.
It was a voice I knew, and the name Lee Yeondo came up, so curiosity got the better of me. I flicked the cigarette to the ground, snuffed it out, and pressed myself against the corner wall to eavesdrop.
“She’s a girl I met at the massage shop I used to go to, and she’s a real fucking bitch. Yeah, no shit. That’s what I’m saying. She treated me like a total sucker and cleaned me out—I’m still feeling the hit from back then. Come on, babe. It’s not like I actually liked her. I was just dumb and fell for her worthless skills.”
Pretty rough language. Finding that strange, I tilted my head just enough to check his face and caught his silhouette.
That bastard from the bus? The same asshole who got pissed at me for bumping into his girlfriend for no reason? What the hell is he doing here…?
I tucked myself back against the wall to keep listening.
“Yeah, babe. Yeah. You’re waiting right now? Perfect. When that bitch Lee Yeondo starts the massage, just get mad out of nowhere and tell her to get lost. Demand a refund. Yeah. Heh. Then say you want a different masseuse. Ah, I wish I could see her face… She just came in? Yeah, I’ll hang up. I’m counting on you!”
The man ended the call and snickered.
“Haa~ finally getting revenge on that fucking bitch. I tried every trick to get in her pants and she never bit, but the second I said I’d recommend a customer she swallowed the bait whole? Let’s see how she likes getting humiliated.”
Wow. Looking at him now, this guy’s a psycho beyond imagination.
“Ahem.”
I made a deliberate sound and the man, feet suddenly cold, moved away. Once I confirmed he was gone, I headed back toward the entrance.
When I reached the shop, the counter was in chaos. The woman ranting about refunds and rudeness was none other than the bitch from the bus. Choi Wonjae and Kim Seoa were bowing their heads in front of her.
“I’m very sorry, ma’am. We’ll take care of it right away.”
“And how exactly are you going to take care of it? My feelings are already completely ruined. Just give me the refund. Or else assign me the best masseuse in this place.”
Beside them, Lee Yeondo was fidgeting, completely at a loss.
This morning she’d been so happy about getting a request, and now it was a bolt from the blue. She clenched her teeth hard.
What a piece-of-shit bitch.
But if I stepped in right now it would only make things worse. The second that woman recognized my face, all hell would break loose.
Looks decent enough, but her personality is pure garbage.
I gave the woman a once-over, then walked past them at a distance and into the staff break room.
A little later Choi Wonjae opened the door and came in.
“Haa.”
I asked the sighing Choi Wonjae as if I knew nothing.
“Something happen, boss?”
“Got a nasty complaint. Looks like a customer with money, though. Probably have to refund her.”
“She was standing next to Yeondo earlier…”
“Yeah. She’s the one who requested Yeondo.”
“Hmm… that’s weird. Requesting someone and then filing a complaint? Then there was no point requesting her in the first place, right?”
“True enough. But nobody knows the real story behind it.”
“Someone does know the real story.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“The person involved would know, boss.”
When I said that, Choi Wonjae tilted his head. His face said so what?
Looking at that clueless expression, I spoke with resolve.
“I’ll take care of her. And while I’m at it, I’ll find out exactly why she did this and what she’s after.”