So You Want to Be Fucked by Me?
Park Ah-young stared at me with her mouth slightly open. She’d probably thought I was in some sticky relationship with Park Eun-ji all this time, and I’d never bothered to correct her. Hell, I’d even encouraged that misunderstanding on purpose.
“…B-but why…? That doesn’t make sense. Then why the motel…? And… I definitely heard…”
She looked completely lost, confusion written all over her face. I could understand the reaction. The reality that something she’d believed so firmly wasn’t true, and that I’d quietly nudged her toward believing the lie, was clearly too much for her to process at once.
“So… you two really… weren’t anything? Is that… what you’re saying…?”
Park Ah-young looked back and forth between me and her sister, eyes darting anxiously as she waited for an answer.
“Yeah. We’re not anything.”
At my words, Park Eun-ji puffed out her cheeks. Her lips twitched for a second before she gave up on keeping a straight face and scowled instead.
“…That’s bullshit. Then why the hell did you lie, huh?”
“It wasn’t a lie. It just… happened that way.”
How was I supposed to explain that I’d been blackmailing Park Eun-ji and planned to rape her whenever I got the chance? Besides, she didn’t want that part coming out either. She was already glaring at me, mouth opening and closing like she wanted to say something.
“What the hell… What’s actually going on here…? Are you two messing with me?”
Park Ah-young looked like she was about to cry, her eyes flicking between us over and over.
“We’re not. It’s not a joke, and it’s definitely not a lie.”
“…But it’s weird… If you’re not anything, then why the motel…? And at home…? I heard everything… So why…? Really? Seriously?”
She kept asking the same questions, like she didn’t want to believe it.
“Sis! Enough already… Just grab your clothes and let’s go home, okay?”
Park Eun-ji still seemed worried about her sister—though really, she was probably dying to know how I’d managed to wrap Park Ah-young around my finger.
“…No, wait a second… I still don’t get it… You guys aren’t actually messing with me, right…?”
“Yeah! It’s true! Why the hell would I date that pathetic loser!?”
“Then… what was all that?”
“…What?”
“You know, you and Do-hyun, together—”
“Ah, fuck! Are you gonna keep talking shit!? I told you to grab your clothes already!”
Park Eun-ji dodged the question and started picking up the scattered clothes from the living room, raising her voice at her sister for no reason.
“Let’s just go, okay? Please listen to me for once!”
“…Hey, Park Eun-ji. Ah, seriously… Let go. I said let go…”
Park Ah-young pushed her sister away and came running straight toward me.
“…You! What the hell does this have to do with you!?”
“Ah, shit… What now…? Huh? Let’s just go home! Stop messing around with that bastard!”
“So in the end, you and Eun-ji really aren’t anything, right!?”
“How many times do I have to say it!? We’re not!”
“Then why are you ordering me around!?”
“…What?”
“Who the hell do you think you are!? Telling me and Do-hyun what to do!”
Park Ah-young’s reaction was kind of cute. The place she’d run to after shaking off her sister was right into my arms.
“…Sis. Snap out of it… I don’t know what that bastard told you, but don’t fall for it! He’s a total psycho!!”
“What do you know!? You don’t know anything!”
Park Ah-young tightened her arms around my neck, clearly refusing to let go. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against me, her heart pounding hard. Park Eun-ji’s glare grew even sharper as she watched us.
“Seriously, fuck… Get off him…”
Park Eun-ji was clearly pissed, though whether it was because she was supposed to be keeping an eye on her sister or for some other reason, I couldn’t tell.
“…You said you weren’t dating. So why are you acting like this with me and Do-hyun…? We can handle things ourselves!”
Park Ah-young spoke with surprising clarity. Park Eun-ji stared at her with a complicated expression.
“Ah, um… Uh…”
Her mouth opened, then closed again. She tried to say something but stopped after glancing at Park Ah-young.
“You’re the weird one… You’re nothing to him, so why…? And right now…”
Park Ah-young and I were pressed together, both of us naked, while Park Eun-ji stared at us. There was no question who was acting stranger.
Park Eun-ji took a few hesitant steps backward until her back hit the wall.
“……It’s okay if we do it, right?”
Park Ah-young whispered into my ear, ignoring her sister.
“…We don’t have to worry about Eun-ji anymore, right?”
Her voice was almost desperate, like she needed me to confirm it.
“I never cared about her in the first place.”
“…You’re mean. You did it on purpose, didn’t you? But it’s fine now… It doesn’t matter anymore…”
Apparently satisfied with my answer, Park Ah-young climbed back on top of me.
“…I always thought Eun-ji would find out eventually…”
“Yeah.”
“I kept worrying about what would happen if she did… So I told myself we just couldn’t get caught…”
Park Ah-young got on her knees. Now that we were facing each other, I had to tilt my head up a little to meet her eyes.
“Hnn, hnnng…♥”
Her warm, soft breasts brushed against my face. Her nipples had hardened slightly and tickled my lips.
“B-but… When Eun-ji opened the door earlier… It felt so weird… Haa, haaang…♥”
“Slurp, lick… What did it feel like?”
I ran my tongue over her nipple, watching it swell from the attention.
“U-ung… I mean, I knew I was doing something wrong… But my stomach kept tingling… And Do-hyun’s cock felt like it was getting even bigger, hnn, hnnit…♥”
Park Ah-young wrapped her arms around my head and buried my face in her breasts.
“…So?”
“Ah, yeah… So I thought I was in big trouble… I started worrying that if I couldn’t have sex with Do-hyun anymore, what would I do…?”
“You were worried?”
“O-of course…! Now… I don’t know how I’d live without you…”
Park Ah-young pressed her face against the top of my head. Her ragged breathing tickled my scalp. Her hips kept grinding against me restlessly.
“But you said you weren’t anything…”
“So you liked that? That me and Park Eun-ji weren’t anything?”
“…Yeah. Now we can keep doing this every day… Hnn, hnnit♥!”
Park Ah-young lowered her hips while keeping her breast in my mouth. Her soft pussy lips brushed against my hard tip.
“We don’t have to worry about Eun-ji anymore… We can just have sex whenever we want…♥ I like it so much… I love it so much I could die…♥”
It was almost like a confession.
“But… this is a secret, okay…?”
She pulled her breast away from my mouth. I already missed the sweet, milky scent.
“…When Eun-ji’s watching… I think it turns me on even more… Is that weird…?”
She whispered it like a secret, swallowing hard as she spoke.
“Press—”
“Hnn, haaang…♥”
Her trembling pussy lips pressed against my tip. Slick juices dripped down and soaked my crotch.
“…Even though she’s watching us from behind?”
“Ah, h-how… Hnn, hnnk… When you say stuff like that… I-I… Haa, haaang…♥!?”
Park Ah-young’s stomach trembled. Her hips bucked wildly on their own, and her breathing was so ragged it sounded like she might pass out.
“So you want to be fucked by me like that?”
“N-no! I-I’m the one fucking you right now…!”
She sounded like she was about to cry. Her eyes were already glassy. Her pussy was gushing like a flood, and her entrance kept twitching and clenching.
“Hehe, hihit… I think I’m a little weird… It’s so perverted, doing this in front of Eun-ji… I kind of want to show her… that I’m the one getting fucked by you…”
She really was a pervert. And I was the same kind of pervert for wanting to fuck her in front of Park Eun-ji. Whether we were always like this or just becoming more alike, it didn’t matter. What mattered was that Park Ah-young’s hips kept sinking lower, and my cock was slowly spreading her entrance open.
“Schluuuurp—!!”
“Kyaa, kyaaaang…♥!!”
“Hup! Ha, haa…”
The head slipped halfway in, and Park Ah-young dropped her full weight down in one go.
“I-it’s going in… Ah, it’s so big… It’s too big… Do-hyun’s cock is completely filling me up…”
Park Ah-young trembled as she mumbled to herself. Her upright posture collapsed forward as she fell against me.
“Just… let me stay like this for a bit…”
She hugged me tightly. We stayed like that, feeling each other’s skin.
“Ah, why… why is it getting bigger again… It keeps getting bigger…”
“…What do you expect when you’re this delicious?”
“Hehe… Do you like it? Do you like my pussy?”
Her expression and voice brightened. Her voice wasn’t exactly quiet, either—it echoed through the living room.
“It’s fucking delicious. Your pussy hole, noona.”
“A-ah… What the hell is ‘pussy hole’…”
Her face turned bright red, like she’d never heard the term before. Behind her, Park Eun-ji stood with her mouth covered, eyes wide.