Chapter 22: No, the RV Isn't a Motel! (1)
Kim Jun frowned the moment he saw Emily waiting for him.
“Ah, so… why the hell are you here again in a situation like this?”
“Oh my! Is it over after doing it once? Was I just a disposable fling? Sob sob—”
“That’s not what I meant!”
Emily, pretending to cry while wearing light makeup she’d found somewhere, looked even more seductive than before. She had used the cosmetics they’d grabbed during the convenience store raid, sprayed air fresheners everywhere, and even lit candles beneath the camper’s soft lighting to create a subtly sensual atmosphere.
The woman who emerged from the shower with a moist, glistening body was Nanika.
“Ooh~ The main character makes his entrance~”
“Eek!?”
At Emily’s words, Nanika spotted Kim Jun and frantically covered herself with a towel, but there was no way it could hide everything. She dashed back into the shower stall, put on the fresh underwear left outside along with the dolphin shorts and t-shirt Emily had laid out, then stepped out cautiously.
“Whew—”
Kim Jun sat down with an expression of pure disbelief at the entire situation.
He had brought soju packs and snacks to comfort them like last time, but these two had prepared a surprise show instead. Kim Jun unfolded the table inside the camper, set out the warmed dumplings and soju, then pulled out a cigarette and sat down.
“I don’t know what kind of stunt this is, but I’m treating it as counseling for now.”
“Uh, well, it’s that…”
While Nanika fidgeted awkwardly, Emily spoke up beside her.
“Jun oppa, she says she wants to do it with you.”
“Pfft!”
Kim Jun had just opened a soju pack and taken a sip; he sprayed it everywhere. Nanika’s face flushed bright red and she couldn’t speak. Kim Jun seriously considered smacking Emily upside the head.
“She says she relies on you so much. That she wants to keep staying here and win your heart. Through body lobbying.”
“What does that… have to do with anything? That’s sexual harassment.”
“Try me. Is there a Twitter out there that would call it that?”
Emily spoke coolly as she took a sip of the soju Kim Jun had brought, bit into a gyoza dumpling, and chewed. Then, sandwiched between the awkward Kim Jun and Nanika, she continued.
“Look, when you’ve got young men and women in their twenties together, if they click and fall for each other, they just do it. Why~ be so cautious and overthink everything?”
“So you’re the one who set this up?”
“Didn’t I spend all that time comforting her earlier? She keeps feeling scared and anxious. She wants to find some sense of security. So I told her to cling to you.”
“Ah, when you said ‘cling’ you meant… No, no, that’s not—”
Now the picture was clear.
Nanika, who had collapsed after seeing the zombies and was so terrified of the apocalypse that she’d wet herself. Emily, comforting her, had suggested it would be better to at least feel good physically. When Nanika said she wanted to depend on someone and cling to them (mentally), Emily had interpreted it as clinging in the physical, sexual sense and set the whole stage.
And she had chosen this camper van as the location.
That damn woman—using her own experience inside here to tempt an innocent girl.
“Whew—”
“Oppa… I’m s-sorry. No. I’m sorry.”
When Nanika apologized in this situation, Kim Jun gently stroked her hair.
“What do you have to apologize for? The problem is that instigator over there.”
“So you’re not going to do it?”
“Hey, are you actually encouraging this?”
“I see~ You never once said you absolutely wouldn’t.”
It was clearly Emily’s teasing, but Nanika truly intended to give her body to Kim Jun, and the atmosphere slowly grew heated in a strange, subtle way.
“Alright~ Then, Nanika? Let’s tell oppa our story.”
“Yes.”
Nanika stood up quietly and sat on the bed inside the camper. She sat demurely with her legs pressed together and both hands resting on her knees in perfect posture.
Emily slid down beside Kim Jun and said, “You promised to counsel her, right? Then let’s ask her questions one by one.”
“Whew, what the hell are you even… Ah, no! Nanika. That wasn’t aimed at you, so just speak comfortably.”
Emily’s barrage of questions began toward Nanika, who sat quietly waiting on the bed.
“Our young lady~? What’s your name? Full name, please.”
“Natsuya Hirayama…”
Reading it the Korean way it would be something like Pyeongsan… It was awkward as a girl’s name, but that was her real name from the orphanage where she grew up.
“Why is your stage name Nanika?”
“Nanika… ‘Can I be of assistance?’… When I said that, the president told me to go by Nanika.”
Nanika answered promptly every time Emily asked.
“What are our young lady’s three sizes?”
“91-60-89…”
Even hearing the bust and hip measurements, the numbers didn’t really register with Kim Jun. He hadn’t dated enough to memorize such precise figures, and between the soju from the earlier meal and what he was drinking now, he was in a ‘let’s see how far this goes’ state of mind.
“Ooh~ Dynamite body~ But her chest is a little smaller than unnie’s, huh?”
“Ha, haha…”
“Okay, next question. When was your last period?”
Kim Jun started to speak, but Emily placed a hand on his thigh, stroking it gently and sending him a silent signal to hold back. Nanika answered the question anyway.
“L-last Wednesday of the previous week… Rana said she’d give me medicine starting next month, so I should keep track myself…”
“Wow~ I see. Then during that time, did you masturbate?”
“I don’t… do that.”
“Hmm…. When was the last time you did it with a man?”
Kim Jun finally couldn’t take it anymore and waved his hands wildly.
“Enough! Stop! What the hell are you trying to do right now?”
“What? Don’t men like this kind of thing? You sit a girl on the bed or sofa, ask her questions one by one while she answers, and then at the end you take off her panties and…”
“Fuck, are we filming a porn video?”
Just as Kim Jun was about to storm out, unable to endure any more, Nanika panicked and hurriedly pulled off her top.
“Hey, what are you—”
“Please… don’t go.”
“…”
A stunning idol whose breasts looked ready to burst the bra straps at any moment ran to Kim Jun and clung to him with desperate, pitiful eyes.
These were girls who had once made tens or even millions of fans go wild on stage. Now, while freeloading here, they had become girls who clung to the homeowner and even offered their bodies.
“No, you don’t have to do this…!”
Kim Jun tried to soothe Nanika as she clung to him, but he flinched.
Thump—thump—thump thump—thump—
When his hand touched her back behind the bra strap, he could feel her heart pounding wildly. Even as he tried to calm her, she held onto his body tightly. If he let go now, he had no idea what kind of panic attack might follow.
Extreme anxiety, and the desperate psychology of wanting to stay in this shelter by clinging to him no matter what.
“Aigoo, this poor girl…”
“…Hng.”
The girl made soft nasal sounds while pressing herself tightly against him so he could feel her heartbeat. Kim Jun stroked her hair, then kissed her.
Nanika, not understanding the situation, simply closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and followed Kim Jun’s lead.
Emily watched the pair for a moment before interrupting the man and woman who were just beginning to nurture love.
“So unfair. I’m right here too!”
“Ha, this bitch really…”
He took turns kissing the two top idols, each with average 35-inch breasts. It was a reality he could never have imagined in his entire life. Kim Jun kept kissing them for a full ten minutes.
Chu—chu—slurp—
“Ugh!?”
Emily, who had been bumping lips and kissing nonstop, suddenly licked his cheek, moved past his earlobe, and slipped her tongue into his ear.
As Kim Jun flinched, Nanika kissed him to cover his mouth. The fresh scent of body wash from her recent shower washed over him strongly.
In the midst of Emily and Nanika biting and sucking at him, his lower body throbbed. Kim Jun spread both arms wide and pulled the two women into his embrace.
The mere sensation of their skin was electrifying. He glanced at the table, smiled, and downed the remaining soju pack in one shot.
Bang!
Then he kicked the camper table and flipped it over.
“You two chose this.”
“You don’t even have to say that. There’s no problem with you giving it to us, right?”
The path to the bed was lit by the camper’s lights and the soft glow of candles.
When Kim Jun collapsed onto the camper bed, the two idols immediately began stripping.
At that moment Emily whispered something to Nanika. Kim Jun started to ask what she was saying but stopped.
“Wha!?”
“Wow~ No matter how many times I see it, it’s such a big size~”
Emily had pulled down Kim Jun’s pants and taken the large object into her mouth, working it with her lips.
Nanika trembled with embarrassment before climbing onto Kim Jun’s chest. From there, she slowly removed her panties.
“!?”
Having removed her final piece of clothing to reveal her completely naked body, Nanika quietly moved upward and presented her buttocks directly over Kim Jun’s face.
Then, as if asking him to look inside the place beneath the slightly coarse hair, she gently spread herself with both hands. Embarrassed by the position, she turned her head sharply away and kept her eyes tightly shut.
The pure, unpigmented pink folds were completely exposed.
Nanika spreading herself with trembling hands right in front of Kim Jun’s face, while Emily caressed his twitching lower body with her mouth.
“Ha, it’s pretty?”
“Um… that… I’ve never… done it with a man before…”
“!”
Nanika apparently didn’t realize how much those words would excite a man to the absolute limit.
Kim Jun ran his hands along Nanika’s awkwardly positioned hips and thighs while licking her clit with his tongue.
“Mmph, ngh!?”
Every single sensation was new to her. Craving even stronger, more thrilling stimulation, she pressed herself closer to Kim Jun’s face.
Every time his hands touched her thighs, hips, lower belly… and even there, he kneaded her supple, soft body that made him want to keep touching forever.
As if she didn’t dislike the feeling at all, Nanika clung even tighter. The love juices from her increasingly wet folds dripped onto Kim Jun’s face.
The foreplay between the man and women continued, and the positions changed.
The trembling Nanika moved down while Emily slyly climbed up, pressing her buttocks firmly against Kim Jun’s face in a 69 position.
“Here~ This is what we call a dick. In English it’s ‘dick,’ and in Japanese it’s… ochinchin, right?”
“Y-you don’t have to explain that…”
Nanika spread her small hands to measure the unexpectedly large size, trembling with awe. Following Emily’s lead, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to the glans.
What followed was a double fellatio performed by the golden-haired idol mounted in 69 position above and the idol below who was seeing an adult man’s cock for the first time.
The wet sounds of slurping and licking continued on the bed. His earlier shout that the camper van was not a motel had become completely meaningless.
Two tongues moved in succession across the glans and shaft, making it thoroughly wet. Before the main event could even begin, Kim Jun’s massive cannon fired once.
Spurt—spurt—
“Eek!”
It splashed across the faces of both idols who had been pleasuring him. Nanika in particular took a direct hit; thick semen ran from her forehead down her straight nose, over her lips, and along her chin.
“Hng…”
At the sight, Emily quietly held Nanika’s face and licked the flowing semen with her tongue.
The entire scene unfolded right above Kim Jun. While gripping Emily’s hips and watching, he grew hard again on the spot.
It looked like tonight inside this camper van would stretch into a very long night.