Chapter 97: Just Relax. I'll Handle It.
As soon as they stepped into the master bedroom, moist lips began brushing against every inch of Kim Jun's body from front and back.
“Chu~ Chu~♥”
“Mmmhh~ Slurp!”
Emily grabbed Kim Jun's face from the front and sucked on his lips with wet, noisy kisses.
Rana pressed her own kisses along the back of his neck, slowly working her way up until she was gently nibbling on his earlobe.
The two women who had always been the most aggressive were now clinging to him at the same time. The sheer intensity made his lust explode, and his body was already burning hot.
“Ah, ow! Wait! Don’t touch my arm!”
“Oh, sorry!”
When Emily tried to pull him into a hug and brushed against his still-painful arm, she looked embarrassed and quietly guided him to sit on the bed.
“Alright~ Over here then~”
Rana quickly stole the spot to Kim Jun's right and sat down beside him.
She naturally leaned her body against his, initiating skinship. Kim Jun quietly placed a hand on her shoulder and pulled her closer with one arm.
People always said the Christmas romance was spending a cozy night alone with your lover, but somehow the three of them had ended up together.
Slide— rustle—
Emily, who had lost the best seat on the bed, quietly spread Kim Jun's legs while he was sitting and slowly undid his pants.
When Kim Jun lifted his hips slightly to help, his pants and underwear slid down, and his rock-hard cock sprang free.
In that instant, Rana swiftly turned Kim Jun's head and captured his lips in a deep kiss.
Slurp— smooch!
As their tongues tangled together, Emily below slowly opened her mouth, preparing to take him in for a blowjob.
But Rana's hand shot down first, firmly gripping Kim Jun's thick shaft.
“!?”
Schlick— schlick—
She began stroking him up and down with a skilled handjob, completely stealing the position from Emily.
“Hah~ You greedy bitch!”
With both the kiss and the touching stolen from her, Emily lifted Kim Jun's t-shirt and gently bit down on his nipple.
“Ugh!?”
She sucked on both nipples in turn, then slid her tongue down to tease his navel. Kim Jun's body began to twitch and shudder.
Then she gently pushed Rana's stroking hand aside and took the swollen glans into her mouth.
“Ugh! Nngh!”
Caught between the two beautiful women who were licking and sucking every sensitive spot on his body, Kim Jun surrendered himself to their lead.
Because of his condition, he had simply sat back and let Gaya ride him in cowgirl position last time. This time, the girls were taking care of everything without him needing to say a word.
“Hah!”
Finally unable to hold back, Kim Jun flopped backward onto the bed. The two gorgeous idols stripped off their clothes one by one and immediately moved between his legs to begin a double blowjob.
“Mmmhh~ Mmm~”
“Chu~ Chu~”
They kissed the tip, licked up and down the shaft, and their two tongues coiled around him like snakes.
“W-wait… just a little slower.”
The double blowjob was bringing him to the edge far too quickly. When Kim Jun urgently called out, both Emily and Rana paused.
But in that same moment, both women’s hands reached out at once.
It seemed they had the exact same idea.
“W-wait, hold on!?”
“It’s coming~ Let it all out~”
The two idols’ soft white hands gripped his saliva-coated cock and stroked it vigorously. Unable to hold back any longer, thick ropes of white cum erupted like a cannon.
Spurt— spurt— spurt!!!
It splattered across the faces of the two women sitting in front of him, coating them everywhere.
“Wow~ That was a huge load.”
Rana pulled out some tissues and carefully wiped the semen off their faces, then tossed the used wad into the trash. She was just about to climb on top when—
“I’ll do it slowly for you… Kyaa?!”
“It’s my turn this time!”
Emily gave Rana—who had been preparing to mount him slowly—a firm shove, knocking her over onto the bed beside Kim Jun. Then she climbed on top herself.
“Hey!”
“Think about what you just did to me.♥”
Emily used her hand and mouth to get his softening cock hard again, then rubbed it against her lace panties with a paizuri-style titfuck.
The texture of the lace and her soaking wet pussy gradually brought him back to full hardness. Once he was fully erect, she grabbed him with her hand.
She slid her panties to the side and lowered herself onto him in one smooth motion.
“Haaah!”
“Ugh!”
From start to finish, Kim Jun let the two idols take complete control of the sex.
Her insides were especially slippery and wet today, and her love juices were already dripping down to her stomach.
Meanwhile, Rana, who had been cut off, pouted with puffed cheeks while cuddling against Kim Jun’s side.
“Nara.”
“Yes?”
“Come up here.”
“…♥!!”
Understanding exactly what he meant, Rana slowly peeled off her dolphin shorts and climbed over Kim Jun’s face wearing nothing but a t-shirt.
A lewd scent filled his nose as her pink folds parted above the thin patch of hair.
Kim Jun grabbed her hips with both hands and slowly licked from her clit upward.
“Mmm… ahh~”
At his caress, Rana squeezed her eyes shut, her face turning bright red.
Behind her, Emily shook her large ass vigorously, desperately working to milk out every drop of cum.
The powerful cowgirl movements suddenly stopped as a long, drawn-out moan escaped her lips.
“Haaahh…”
Her hips kept twitching and trembling. Even though Kim Jun’s face was buried under Rana’s body and he couldn’t see her expression, it was clear she had just come hard.
***
Slap— slap—
“Ahhng!”
The position had changed. Now Kim Jun was on top of Rana, who was lying face-down, and he was thrusting into her with rough, powerful strokes.
After only being ridden in cowgirl position, the frustration had built up. Forgetting about his physical condition, he was pounding her hard from behind.
“Ugh! Ahh! Mmph!”
Every time his piston-like thrusts slammed into her, her slippery insides clenched and spasmed. He slipped his fingers into her panting mouth, and she sucked on them while desperately trying to hold back her moans.
As expected, backshots were the best way to properly fuck these two.
While Kim Jun felt an intense mix of pleasure and depravity from pinning the idols down and ravaging them, Emily hugged him from behind. She pinched his nipples, nibbled his earlobe, and pushed his climax closer and closer.
“Stamina~”
Emily kept massaging him from behind, helping him build toward release.
Both Emily and Rana were incredibly horny girls. They were probably the idols who had done it the most with him since the apocalypse began.
If Emily got soaking wet the moment he entered her—matching the golden color of her hair—then Rana had an incredibly tight, wrinkled interior that clung and squeezed with sticky heat.
These were the kind of stunning beauties you might only meet once in a lifetime if you saved a country in your previous life. Yet here he was, taking turns with them, savoring the different sensations inside each of them, even comparing how well they fit together.
As he continued his skilled thrusting and felt Rana’s vaginal walls contract around him, the rising urge to cum grew stronger. Kim Jun gripped her waist tightly.
“Ughh!”
“I’m… coming.”
He grabbed her modestly sized breasts as they shook, and thick semen burst out, painting her cervix white.
They had both said they were on safe days and had taken birth control pills. It seemed they had been planning this night as a special Christmas Eve celebration.
“Hoo…”
After finishing inside her properly, he slowly pulled out. A long, white string of cum stretched from her pussy all the way to the tip of his cock.
“Mmmhh… haa… haa…”
Rana lay there twitching and trembling, unable to get up after the intense session. Emily pulled out some tissues, thoroughly cleaned Kim Jun, and gently helped him up.
“Let’s rest for a bit.”
“Already?”
“I’m tired.”
After the party, they had mixed cocktails, whiskey, soju, and wine—everything they could find. He felt like he could pass out from drowsiness, but these insatiable idols kept draining him dry.
“Hmmm, in that case…”
Emily hugged the panting Kim Jun and slowly helped him up.
Then she gave him a firm push, sitting him down on the chair beside the bed, and climbed on top of him.
“Just stay still. I’ll take care of everything.”
“Hey, I said let’s rest for a bit…”
“Oh, you’re hard again! As expected of Superman!”
Without a shred of consideration, Emily played with his newly erect cock before pressing her massive breasts against his face.
“Mmph!”
With Kim Jun buried in her chest, Emily immediately lowered herself onto him, taking his full length in one smooth drop.
“Haaang!”
Just the insertion alone was enough to make her react like a world-class slut, given his massive size.
She immediately began moving her hips and ass, bouncing vigorously in cowgirl position.
“Haa… seriously…”
During their fourth round of sex, Kim Jun finally moved according to Emily’s lead. He reached out with his right hand and roughly grabbed her breast.
At that moment, Rana—who had been twitching on the bed—slowly turned her head to watch the two of them having sex on the chair.
She wanted to join in, but her waist and hips hurt so much that she could barely move.
Even so, her flushed face watched Kim Jun as she slowly raised her hand.
She extended her index finger, making a “1” to signal that she was next.
“Mmmh~ Where are you looking? Pay attention to me!”
Bounce— bounce—
At Emily’s words, Kim Jun wrapped his right arm around her waist and thrust upward, slamming into her cervix.
“Ughh!?”
When he reached the deepest point, Emily reacted violently, her body shuddering.
After she had ridden him hard in cowgirl and finally collapsed in exhaustion, Rana got up and approached, claiming it was her turn again.
“Wait… let’s actually rest now.”
With his left arm still trembling, Kim Jun struggled to grab the cigarettes from the bedside and the ashtray under the bed. He lit one up and gulped down water to replenish his fluids.
He could clearly feel how much his stamina had dropped after getting stabbed and losing so much blood. The moment he fully recovered, he promised himself he would destroy that stationary bike and treadmill with workouts.
“Mmmhh.”
Emily used tissues to thoroughly clean out her cream-pie-filled pussy, tossed the wad into the trash, then asked for a glass of water. She drank it down and sat naked on the floor, leaning her head against the bed.
After that came Rana’s turn. They kept going intensely until long after Christmas Eve had ended. It was 3 a.m. when they finally heard the words “Merry Christmas.”