Three Girls' Cum Service Play (1)
After class, Jihyun pulled her panties back on and stood before the mirror at her desk, applying makeup with a blank, indifferent expression.
Even as she worked, flashes of what she had just watched in class kept surfacing, and saliva pooled in her mouth against her will.
The fact that she was reacting that way made her feel like a pervert, and the irritation of it made her snap at nothing.
"Hah, fuck… Stop it. Just stop thinking about it…"
She was still muttering to herself when her phone suddenly buzzed with a text.
"…Of course. This little shit…"
Sure enough, it was from her younger brother.
Jihyun let out a long, heavy sigh, then snatched up her phone and hammered out a reply with sharp, irritated taps.
She flung the phone onto the bed and angrily slapped powder across her face, thoughts churning.
…Ugh, this is so fucking annoying. Why the hell hasn't Oppa given me the money like he promised…! It's already been a whole week since I let him film us having sex, just like he asked.
Shit. That video with my face in it isn't circulating online, is it…?
Of course, Jihyun's uneasy premonition was dead on. But no one had told her, so she still had no idea.
In truth, what bothered her more these days was her boyfriend's wandering eye. It was practically certain he was seeing other women behind her back — and she was in no position to call him out for it.
…Damn it… I didn't go through all this just to get treated like some side piece…!
Part of her wanted to slap him across the face and dump him on the spot, but it wasn't that simple. Seehun was the richest catch in her orbit, and she wasn't about to let someone like that slip away so easily.
Jihyun forced down the rage boiling in her gut and finished getting ready to go out.
Then, as she left the house, she messaged her boyfriend on KakaoTalk.
Time passed with no reply. But Seehun was always terrible about answering texts, and he had never once complained about her dropping by at this hour, so Jihyun decided to head to his place anyway.
About fifteen minutes on foot later, she arrived at Seehun's apartment, punched in the door code, and shoved the door open.
She paused at the full-length mirror by the entrance to check her hair and makeup, then called out for her boyfriend with the ease of long habit.
"Oppa! You home?"
No answer came from inside. Figuring the place was empty, Jihyun had just started shrugging off her coat when a voice drifted out from deeper in the apartment.
"…Who is it?"
It was a woman's voice — a stranger's.
No. Not a stranger. She had heard that voice before.
It belonged to the girlfriend she had seen last time, walking arm-in-arm with Seehun, all sweet and cozy.
…But what the hell is that bitch doing in this house?
Jihyun strode forward and wrenched open the bedroom door.
"Kyaah! What the fuck?!"
The woman, bare from the waist up with her breasts fully exposed as she lay face-down, startled and yanked the blanket up with a scream.
"…Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here? You fucking bitch?"
Jihyun was so furious she was practically spitting the words. The other woman looked her up and down with open distaste, then answered with lazy composure.
"…Ah. So you're the one Oppa mentioned."
"What? 'The one'? How old are you, talking down to me like that, you fucking cunt?"
"Age doesn't matter. Being older isn't exactly a flex, is it?"
The girl looked maybe twenty, twenty-one at most — a fresh-faced little thing talking like that — and Jihyun felt the blood rush to her head.
She took a hard step forward, ready to grab a fistful of hair, but the girl just folded her arms and watched her with unhurried calm.
"…By the way, are you sure you're okay with that? Your face is all over the place, you know."
"What…? What did you just say?"
Jihyun froze mid-step, thrown. The girl shrugged.
"You know. That video of you and Oppa. You search it online and it comes right up. Just wondering if you're fine with that."
Jihyun knew exactly which video she meant. Her face went scarlet and her eyes flew wide.
"Th-that can't be… Oppa promised he'd never show it to anyone…"
"Nah. Oppa never made you any promise like that. He showed me the video himself. You agreed to it, didn't you?"
The girl dug casually at her ear as she said it. Jihyun flinched, her voice trembling.
"…He showed it to you… directly?"
"Yep, that's right~ So…"
Then the girl rose smoothly from the bed and drifted toward Jihyun. She was completely naked, her pussy neatly shaved bare. She didn't have Jihyun's massive breasts, but her skin had that firm, springy glow of a young woman.
She came right up to Jihyun's face and jabbed a finger into her chest, triumphant.
"…Get the hell out of this house. Oppa dumped trash like you a long time ago.
He even said he only dated you because he wanted to try the girl famous around campus for her huge tits.
So don't get any stupid ideas and just turn aroun— kyaah!"
Jihyun was not the kind of person who would sit still and take that.
She seized a fistful of the girl's hair, yanked her forward, and drove a clean low kick straight into that pretty face.
"…You wanna die? Little bitch talking to me like that…"
"Hey! Shin Jihyun! What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
A familiar voice roared from behind her, raw with anger. Jihyun froze with her fist raised and spun around.
Her boyfriend Seehun came charging in, shoved her hard out of the way, and wrapped his arms around the other girl.
"You okay, baby? Are you hurt? Fuck, your lip's bleeding! Have you lost your mind, Shin Jihyun?"
"…You son of a bitch…"
Jihyun glared at him with pure venom in her eyes. Seehun, shameless as ever, only raised his voice louder, veins standing out on his neck.
"Get the fuck out of my house! Who said you could just walk in?! Get out before I call the cops!"
"…Give it to me."
"What? What did you say?"
"…Give me the five million won you promised, you bastard!"
Jihyun screamed it through tears of pure rage.
Seehun narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down with open contempt, then muttered low.
"…The hell are you talking about. Be grateful I'm not reporting you. Get lost, you broke-ass bitch."
In that instant, the last thread of reason in Jihyun's head snapped clean.
She stepped in and cracked him hard across the face. Seehun hit her right back, just as mercilessly.
After a short, ugly scuffle, he forced her out of the apartment.
The door slammed shut behind her with a violent bang. Jihyun lay crumpled on the floor, tears streaming over the livid bruise blooming on her cheek, and thought only one thing.
…Fuck… Fuck…! Motherfucker…!!
At last she staggered to her feet, made her way out of the building, and started walking with no destination at all.
"…Hey. Can I come over to your place today?"
Daye leaned toward me during class and asked in a low voice.
One of her hands had already slipped naturally into my pants and was stroking me off. My pants were already soaked dark with pre-cum.
She was carefully controlling the speed and pressure so I wouldn't actually finish — just keeping me hard with her hand.
I was fighting hard not to make a sound as I muttered back.
"…W-why my place… I told you Yeji's there…"
"Come on. This week's assignment is threesome sex anyway. We can do the homework with Yeji and hang out for once. It's been a while."
Daye turned to me with an easy smile. I nodded reluctantly.
Near the end of class, she deliberately started pumping my cock faster, up and down.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick…
"Hngh…! Khh… Ah… Aah…!"
The second I couldn't hold back the urge to cum, Daye somehow knew — she yanked my underwear down and took my cock into her mouth in one smooth motion.
Blinding pleasure flooded my head as thick ropes of cum pulsed into her mouth.
"Ah… Aah… Ah… Khh…"
Daye milked every last drop from my urethra, then smiled and licked the corner of her lips clean.
"…Ugh, why is your cum so thick? Has Yeji not been taking care of you lately?"
She asked it with a bright little grin. I flushed and snapped back.
"No. We just spent the weekend apart, that's all…"
When class ended, we headed home together the way we always did, bickering the whole way.
We had just come out through the main gate and were walking the road toward my place when Daye suddenly stopped mid-tease, her tone turning serious as she pointed.
"…Huh…? Isn't that Jihyun…?"
I whipped my head around.
Sure enough, it was Jihyun — and she looked absolutely wrecked.
One cheek was purple with a bruise, like someone had hit her, and tears were streaming miserably down her face. Passersby were already staring.
I bolted over, grabbed her, and shouted.
"Hey, Shin Jihyun…! Are you okay…? What the hell happened to you? Did you get in an accident?"
Even when I shook her by the shoulders, she just stood there for a long moment like her soul had left her body.
Then, slowly, her eyes lifted to mine.
She looked at me through a shimmer of tears, and finally whispered so softly I almost couldn't hear it.
"…Hey, Jihoon."
"Y-yeah?"
I stammered, thrown. Jihyun sagged against me, her voice barely a breath.
"…We're on the same side, right?"
"……"
The moment those words hit me, it felt like a ghost had just walked through my chest — and my face went rigid.