Chapter 185
Chapter 185
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Rest Stop Hot Dogs
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"I've packed meat and veggies in the cooler... swimsuits too... anything I forgot?"
I did a final check before heading out.
Just in case, I'd tossed the onahole and various oils into my bag too.
With everything packed, my worries shifted to external factors.
The two sisters—I'd brought up the trip on Wednesday and hadn't said a single word about it since.
Still, their faces had looked way too happy yesterday for me to relax.
"Nothing's gonna happen, right?"
I was anxious, but I decided not to dwell on it.
Even if we ran into them, we were all there to vacation—no way it'd turn into a big deal.
Besides, it was dumb to stress over something that hadn't even happened yet, especially before we'd even left.
I slung my bag over my shoulder, keeping it secret from Ayoung and Hye-yoon for now.
The weight was several times heavier than usual. As I stepped outside, Yoon Hye-yoon waved with a big smile, carrying a bag as huge as mine.
"Oppa, all done?"
"Yeah. You?"
"All set here too."
Yoon Hye-yoon had come back around dinner last night. We'd unpacked together and checked her condition—her recovery was fast; no bandage on her hand anymore.
Thanks to that, the trip was on without a hitch.
"So Ayoung-unnie's coming here?"
"Nah, it'd be a hassle for her to come and go, so I told her to meet at the parking lot. You know the one up ahead?"
"Yep. Time's almost up anyway—let's talk on the way."
She kept grinning ear to ear; she was clearly hyped.
I scanned Yoon Hye-yoon up and down as she waved in front of the elevator.
Short, light-wash jeans and a white blouse. Cool summer outfit that screamed vacation.
I snuck up behind her and gently groped her ass.
"Nngh... doing this first thing in the morning?"
"Can't help it—been too long. Just saying hi down here too."
"No way. I barely held back yesterday—hands off."
Truth be told, yesterday had nearly gone that way too. But she'd refused, saying she couldn't cut it short after holding out so long.
Still, she didn't look mad, so I kept my hand there until we hit the first floor.
A bit later, as we loaded the rental car, I heard the click of heels approaching.
Turning around, Shin Ayoung was walking up. She had the supermodel vibe going strong.
"I'm last? You guys wait long?"
"Nah, we just got here."
"Unnie! Come on over."
"Hye-yoon, fingers all healed? Doing okay?"
"Yeah, good as new."
I took Shin Ayoung's bags and gave her the same up-and-down scan as Hye-yoon.
High-heeled sandals showing off her bare legs in black belted pants.
On top, a white blouse that teased a bit of cleavage.
But the real stars were the stylish sunglasses reflecting the sun and the straw hat screaming "take me on vacation."
She caught me staring and smirked, pushing her sunglasses up.
"What? Too pretty to handle? That lecherous look is kinda scary, you know."
"When did I look at you like that?"
"You're doing it right now."
"I'll smack you."
"Eek! Attacked in broad daylight!"
I ruffled her hair playfully.
"Looking gorgeous as always today."
"Obviously. Took hours to coordinate."
She spun confidently, hand on her hip.
I opened the passenger door and motioned for her to get in.
"Alright, time to roll out. Buckle up, both of you."
"Okay~"
I thought they'd hop in obediently, but only I ended up in the car.
Wondering what was up, I glanced over—Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon were glaring at each other.
Serious faces as they spoke up.
Both stuck out their hands at the same time.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Nooo..."
Yoon Hye-yoon slumped in defeat. Shin Ayoung flashed a victor's grin and opened the passenger door.
"What's so great about shotgun that you're doing rock-paper-scissors? Just nap in the back like good girls."
"Wanna watch you drive, oppa. And 'passenger' means lots to do, right?"
"...Fine by me, but stay still while I'm driving."
"Yes sir~ Let's go."
The sky and air were crystal clear after the typhoon. I cracked the window and eased on the gas.
Vroom...
We left the city chaos for the highway.
Now it really felt like a trip—their faces lit up even more.
Then Shin Ayoung started rummaging in her bag beside me.
She pulled something from a clear container and held it to my mouth. A cherry tomato.
"Oppa, brought fruit. Want some?"
"Huh? Feed me."
"That's what I wanna say."
"What?"
I nearly lost grip on the wheel. Having Shin Ayoung shotgun was a mistake.
I glanced in the rearview and refocused on driving.
"Feed me one by one, slow."
"I like 'em hard and fast."
"Please... we'll do it when we stop. Wanna see an accident?"
"Fine. One by one, as you wish."
About an hour in, a rest area sign popped up. We could go straight to the destination, but what's a road trip without pit stops?
A proper rest area stop.
"Girls, hitting the rest area soon—cool?"
"Sure~"
"I wanted something anyway—yay!"
Full agreement, so I slowed and switched lanes.
Pulled into the rest area and parked.
Killed the engine, and Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon started massaging my shoulders and back.
Their slender fingers kneading away—fatigue vanished.
"Good job. You drive better than I thought? Didn't doubt you, but I gripped the handle just in case."
"...Can't you just massage quietly? You'd be perfect if you shut up."
"Kidding, obviously."
"I trusted you, oppa."
"Saw you sleeping in the mirror, Hye-yoon."
"Hehe, busted? That's how much I trusted you."
They amped up the pressure, brushing it off as jokes.
I knew it was playful, so I let it drop.
"I'll buy snacks as thanks for driving—let's go."
I glossed over it as Shin Ayoung took the lead. The rest area adventure began.
Quick bathroom stops, then we met at the snack corner.
Potato logs, deli manju, croquettes, tteokbokki—the smells were tempting.
"Whatcha want?"
"Buy one of everything?"
"Yeah?"
Somehow that's what we did. Hands full of snacks, back to the car.
Door shut, and Yoon Hye-yoon offered her hot dog.
"Oppa, try this. Supposed to be famous."
"Thanks. Dig in."
I bit into the sauce-loaded hot dog—crispy batter and sausage filled my mouth.
Perfect timing; I was hungry and savored it long.
"This hot dog... looks just like oppa's dick in thickness."
"Pfft..."
Shin Ayoung, watching me eat, dropped that bomb out of nowhere.
Coughing fit ensued.
"Hey... gotta say that while I'm eating?"
"Just my honest impression—it looks tasty."
"...Want a bite, Ayoung?"
"Nah, I want something tastier."
With that, she leaned over. Pants slid down smooth.
No time to protest—my dick was out in a flash. Sleight-of-hand magic.
"Wait! Unnie, I was saving that!"
"First come, first served. Been marinating it for days too."
"I skipped yesterday on purpose..."
"Shoulda won rock-paper-scissors then."
So that's why they fought for shotgun. It clicked.
I reclined the seat for easy access.
"Always impressive, no matter how many times. Real hot dog material."
Full hard-on, and she compared it to the hot dog side-by-side.
Mine was a bit veiny-er, but size-wise, spot on.
I throbbed proudly; she smeared hot dog sauce on my dick.
"Now... even tastier. Bon appétit."
She engulfed the head. Tongue flicked fast, licking up every bit of sauce.
Deep-throated the shaft for full fellatio.
"Smooch... slurp... ngh... mmmph..."
Yoon Hye-yoon in back forgot her snack, watching intently.
Then she lifted her hips, puckering up toward my face.
"Oppa, me too..."
I licked sauce from her lips, exploring her mouth.
Past neat teeth to her writhing tongue—we shared saliva.
Still needy, she pressed her thighs together, clinging closer.
I kneaded one of Yoon Hye-yoon's breasts while stroking Shin Ayoung's head.
"Mmmph... mm... slurp slurp... smooch..."
Mid bliss from both ends, people passed the car.
Tint was dark, but not invisible.
I grabbed the straw hat to cover the blowjob. Shin Ayoung shoved it away annoyed.
Lips pursed, eyes narrowed in protest.
"Hah... wanna see your face while I do it."
"Was blocking so no one sees."
"Don't care if they do. They'd just die jealous anyway."
Back to slurping wildly.
I savored the lower pleasure, focusing on Yoon Hye-yoon too.
"Ngh... harder... ah..!"
Bra dulled the feel.
Instead, I slipped a hand between her thighs, rubbing her pussy area.
Ten minutes passed.
I unloaded a thick load in Shin Ayoung's mouth; she gulped it all.
"Dick sauce is the best."
"Yeah?"
Tongue out, she chomped the hot dog big.
Cute munching—lost for words.
I chuckled dryly and cracked the window.
Tiny car baked in sun, plus our hot session—sweaty mess.
Then Yoon Hye-yoon hopped out and... straight to shotgun.
"Unnie, my turn now. Switch."