Chapter 62: Overflowing, I Tell You?
The itch in his body had grown unbearable, so when Kim Jun climbed to the third floor, he found a lone woman already outside.
“Hoo… hoo… whew~”
Realizing someone else was doing gymnastics under the moonlight, Kim Jun approached her with a flashlight in hand.
“Not sleeping?”
“Ah, Oppa!”
The person sweating through an all-night workout was none other than the eldest sister, Gaya.
Lately she’d been feeling the need for better stamina more than anyone, training diligently and even asking the younger members like Do Kyung and Mari for help whenever she had a spare moment.
“I should get some sleep soon.”
As she wiped her sweat with the towel she’d brought, Kim Jun quietly sidled up beside her.
“?!”
“Looking at you like this… it’s nice.”
When he drew even closer with that suggestive tone, Gaya flinched and took a small step back.
“Ah, I’ve sweated a lot…”
“Doesn’t smell bad at all, though?”
Even in the dark of night, the black bra beneath her damp top was faintly visible under the flashlight. On top of that, she was wearing leggings that perfectly outlined her firm hips. The sight of her from behind made Kim Jun instinctively reach out.
“Mmph?!”
His hand slid across the wet fabric of her back, feeling the texture of her bra strap through the clothes. Gaya’s face instantly flushed crimson.
“Um… Oppa?”
“I’ve been holding it in too long lately. It’s all backed up.”
He wrapped his arms around her from behind. Though clearly flustered that someone might see, Gaya couldn’t help but be keenly aware of his touch.
She already knew she’d be sleeping with him again tonight, but thinking back, they’d never truly had proper sex before.
The first time there were no condoms, so she’d used her mouth. The second time, Kim Jun had been completely wasted and mentally broken, moving like a machine while she simply lay there like a mannequin.
But tonight, after working out so hard her body was drenched in sweat, being embraced from behind made her think this wasn’t right. She quickly grabbed his hand.
“Eun Ji hasn’t gone to sleep yet. I’ll check that she’s asleep, wash up, and then come down to the second floor.”
“Alright. I’ll wait patiently.”
“Yes, just give me a little time. Hngh—?!”
His hand drifted down to her ass. She flinched hard, a shiver running through her entire body.
He gently brushed her long, curly hair aside with his chin and whispered directly into her ear.
“When you come to my room later…”
“?”
“Wear stockings. Black ones.”
“Haa… Okay.”
Gaya accepted the request that matched his tastes. She covered her burning red face and hurried into the rooftop room, saying she’d wash first.
After finally getting the chance to be together again following all that built-up tension, Kim Jun entered the master bedroom on the second floor and immediately took a shower.
Once he was out, he sprayed air freshener, aired out the room, and lit some candles to create a soft scent and mood.
“Gotta set the atmosphere properly.”
He flipped the pillows, changed the sheets and comforter to ones freshly washed and full of fabric softener scent, making sure not a trace of any bad odor remained.
He was leisurely sipping a glass of wine he’d opened when he heard a quiet knock.
Knock. Knock.
Kim Jun let out a small chuckle, stood up, and opened the door.
There stood Gaya, wearing nothing but a bathrobe.
“Come in.”
Click.
The moment he pulled her into the master bedroom and locked the door, he wrapped her in a tight embrace. She melted into his arms.
She must have come straight from the shower—her curly hair was still damp.
Kim Jun kept nuzzling against her, his nose brushing the crown of her head.
The fresh scent of menthol shampoo still clung to her. Embarrassed, Gaya curled her toes inside the new stockings, shrinking in on herself.
“I should’ve dried my hair first… It looks like a dog’s fur, doesn’t it?”
She seemed genuinely bothered by her wet, curly hair and tried to pull away in shame.
But Kim Jun paid no mind, simply carrying her in his arms to the bed.
“No way. It’s perfect.”
He sat her down on the bed, picked up the wine he’d opened earlier, and handed her an empty glass.
After pouring her a glass and filling his own, they clinked them together as he gazed at her.
Sometimes he forgot because of this messed-up world, but every woman living in this house was a stunning top-tier idol who had dominated the K-pop scene.
Gaya might not be at her peak from five years ago, but her beauty was still world-class. And the way she got shy in front of him only made her more attractive.
“I’m not even wearing makeup, my hair’s a mess because I couldn’t dry it, and I put on the stockings like you asked…”
Beneath the single bathrobe she wore nothing but a bra, panties, and glossy black stockings. She sat with her legs twisted together nervously.
The sight only excited him more. He wanted to throw her onto the bed and ravage her right then and there, but Kim Jun kept his composure and savored the wine first.
“Not at all. You look beautiful right now.”
“…Really?”
“You were the top of your girl group, weren’t you? To me, you’re like a real goddess.”
When Kim Jun reached out and gently stroked her cheek, her face flushed again.
As he continued to caress her still-damp curls, she spoke shyly.
“I really hated this hair when I was younger…”
“Is that why you did the short cut for your second album?”
“Yes. In school they used to call me ‘Tanglehead.’”
“Tanglehead?”
“You know… like that Pokémon with all the vines…”
“…Oh!”
Gaya had hated the thick, curly hair she’d been teased about since childhood. Ironically, as she grew up it had become her signature charm.
Thanks to it she’d gained quite a few fans within the group, and even now, her slightly wet hair looked incredibly sexy.
Watching her talk about her childhood while sipping wine, Kim Jun found her adorable and leaned in to kiss her.
Chu.
“?!”
Even though it wasn’t their first kiss, seeing her act so shy made him realize just how crudely he’d treated her before.
“The mood’s nice tonight, isn’t it?”
“I’ve always liked setting the mood.”
They slowly emptied the wine bottle, sharing a second glass.
The two of them, gradually heating up from the alcohol, gazed at each other and embraced.
Unlike the previous two times, Gaya followed Kim Jun’s sweet, attentive lead.
In this kind of atmosphere, she felt like they could do this every day like real lovers. They shared soft kisses, forehead kisses, then returned to each other’s lips.
“Chu, chu… slurp!”
Their lips met, tongues intertwining.
Both fresh from the shower, they tasted the clean minty flavor as they rubbed against each other.
While kissing deeply, Kim Jun’s hands slowly moved down to Gaya’s ass.
The slightly rough texture of the stockings felt amazing. When he grabbed firmly, her body jolted in surprise. Finding her cute reactions adorable, his hands traveled from her ass down to her thighs.
Gaya quietly untied the knot of the bathrobe she was wearing.
As soon as the belt came undone, her breasts, lower belly, and the panties visible through the stockings were revealed. Her body kept trembling.
“Haa…”
Her legs slowly spread open into an M-shape. Kim Jun buried his face between her thighs, right against the mound covered by the stockings.
When he pressed his nose in and took a deep breath, Gaya turned bright red with embarrassment, but he didn’t stop.
Rip—!
He tore the crotch of the stockings open. White skin was revealed, leaving only her slightly damp lace panties.
Kim Jun pulled the panties aside. There, thick and coarse pubic hair—matching the texture of the hair on her head—was soaked with her juices.
“Sniff, sniff… slurp!”
“Mmmngh—!!”
He deliberately made loud noises to embarrass her before beginning his ministrations. Gaya’s thighs immediately clamped around his head.
He could feel her soft thighs and the texture of the stockings, but Kim Jun paid it no mind and continued pleasuring her.
“Haaang! You don’t have to keep doing it like that…”
Even then, he kept kneading her stocking-clad thighs without stopping.
The pink folds hidden beneath the bush were something he remembered vividly from last time—he’d cum so much inside her.
He licked gently between them, then moved to the clitoris covered by its hood. Suddenly Gaya grew much wetter.
She trembled violently, unable to hold back any longer, and spoke urgently.
“Oppa!”
“Hm?”
“I… haven’t been taking the pill lately…”
She rummaged through the pocket of her bathrobe and pulled out a condom. Kim Jun understood immediately and took it from her.
He skillfully tore it open, rolled it down his already rock-hard, glistening cock, and climbed on top of her.
Even as the condom went on, his shaft kept twitching. It was clear just how backed up he was.
“…”
Gaya sat with only her upper body on the bed and used her elegant hands to slowly spread her labia.
It was a clear signal that she was ready. He pressed the condom-covered tip against her glistening folds and pushed inside.
“Khup?!”
As always, he went straight in without any halfway measures, burying himself to the hilt in one thrust.
Once again, Gaya’s legs kicked in the air as she shook uncontrollably.
At first her insides writhed intensely, then gradually grew slick with her juices. Kim Jun began moving his hips slowly.
“Kgh, ngh! Hngh!”
Worried her younger sisters in the next room might hear, she bit down hard on her lip, but the moans kept escaping anyway.
Kim Jun kissed her deeply, tongues tangling, and continued thrusting.
The two of them moved together in intense, rhythmic pistoning.
And perhaps because she’d grown used to it, after so long spent having sex with top stars, the urge to cum rose quickly.
“I’ll cum once first, then go again.”
“Y-yeah!”
Gaya nodded and tangled her tongue with his again. Right before his first climax, Kim Jun paused for a moment, then drove in with powerful final thrusts to finish.
Spurt— gushhhhh—
With overwhelming pleasure, an enormous amount of semen flooded the tip of the condom, enough to make it swell noticeably.
If he hadn’t worn a condom today, there was a hundred percent chance a new life would have been conceived.
Gaya’s insides twitched and squeezed around him, but unlike last time he didn’t cum inside her. He slowly pulled out to remove the condom.
The moment he withdrew, her entrance gaped and drooled with her juices. Kim Jun let out a long breath.
“Hoo…”
“Haa… Let’s switch places.”
“Hm?”
Gaya got up, grabbed some tissues from the bedside, and cleaned herself first.
Then she made Kim Jun sit on the bed and slowly peeled the still-full condom off his cock with her hand.
Even just the first round after being so backed up produced an incredible amount that spilled out.
“Hoo~ slurp!”
While tying off the condom, Gaya took his cock into her mouth and began cleaning him with a blowjob.
Just like the very first time, she vacuumed the head hard, then wrapped her tongue around the shaft. This sincere, heartfelt fellatio after so long quickly made Kim Jun hard again.
“Mmph?!”
As it grew bigger inside her mouth, Gaya couldn’t handle it all and it began slipping out from the base.
At that moment, feeling the slick saliva coating him, Kim Jun suddenly looked down at her.
Their eyes met. Her pupils dilated like a cat’s as she stared up at him. Kim Jun grabbed her curly hair with both hands.
“Let’s finish one more round with your mouth.”
“Mmph! Slurrrp!”
As Kim Jun held her head and slowly moved it back and forth, Gaya wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled herself closer.
He stroked her damp, shampoo-scented curls, then gathered them into a makeshift ponytail with both hands.
Even in that position, Gaya kept eye contact with him, her plump lips working busily as she continued.
Emily had once called this an “oral pussy” while doing it, and though Gaya had found the term vulgar and disliked it, the tightness and slippery pleasure really were no joke.
Slurp— slurrrp— schlick!
Gaya made wet, messy sounds as she moved her head more aggressively. When the second climax began to build, Kim Jun gripped her head tightly.
“Mmph?!”
After the first load, this second one came purely from her mouth.
Thick, yogurt-like semen poured into Gaya’s mouth. The sheer volume nearly made her gag.
Even then, she looked up at Kim Jun, who was holding her curly hair and savoring every second of pleasure, and kept working her lips.
“Sluuuuurp—”
After sucking him clean in one long pull, she grabbed another tissue, opened her mouth, and let the thick semen flow down her tongue in heavy strands.
He really had been saving up a lot. It was practically overflowing.
Gaya couldn’t bring herself to swallow in front of him. She spat it into the tissue, balled it up, and threw it in the trash.
“Hoo, that felt amazing.”
Kim Jun immediately grabbed her face and kissed her forehead. She gently leaned into his embrace.
And not long after the second round, his cock was already twitching again.
I don’t exactly hate it… but how long is he planning to go tonight?
Seeing something the size of her own face getting hard again made Gaya’s eyes widen. In less than five minutes, his fully erect cock was brushing against her damp curls.
“U-ugh?!”
“Feels good.”
“That… you can’t!”
When Kim Jun tried to wrap her wet, seaweed-like curls around his shaft and stroke himself with them, Gaya protested and pulled out another condom from the bathrobe pocket.
Rip—
She tore the wrapper with her teeth, placed the condom in her mouth, and slowly rolled it down from the tip all the way to the base.
She spread her legs—still in the torn stockings—to tell him that it wasn’t her hair he should be fucking, but this.
And from then on, Kim Jun unleashed everything that had been overflowing inside him.