Chapter 188
Chapter 188
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Squirting Distance Contest
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Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon knelt at the edge of the bed, leaning forward. Their asses jutting out like they were about to burst was a breathtaking sight.
I kneaded each one once before squatting down in front of them.
As I'd felt when touching them, but seeing it with my own eyes made it crystal clear. The fabric barely covering their pussies.
The string clinging right to their holes—impossible to tell if it was stretched taut or soaked from leaking juices.
Judging by the scent wafting out subtly, probably the latter.
"Ayoung."
"Yes?"
"Why are you already wet?"
"You touched me earlier... and showed me your cock."
"You get wet just from looking at my cock?"
"When I think about that huge thing stirring up my insides... my pussy starts tingling on its own."
"Yeah?"
She always gave such lewd answers no matter what I asked. Impressive.
As a reward, I kept rubbing her pussy while glancing sideways.
"What about you, Hye-yoon?"
"Me too... Thinking about how my swimsuit made your cock hard got me so excited my pussy got wet."
An answer just as bold as Ayoung's. Satisfying to see she'd picked up on that trait.
I placed my hand on her pussy the same way.
"Haaang... Uhng.."
"Right there... feels so good..."
Their hips bucked with every rub. Sweet moans filled the air as my fingers started getting slick.
Swimsuits like these without waterproofing? No way. These were blatantly fuckwear.
I kept rubbing until the color deepened.
"Haht... Ugh... So gooood.."
"Ahhat..! Haa..."
I paused my movements for a moment, and they started grinding against their own hands to chase the pleasure.
The sight was so filthy my cock felt like it would explode. Just my fingers had my head spinning.
"Feels good?"
"Yeshet..! Your fingers are so thick... it feels amazing."
"Yeah.. Press my pussy harder.."
As I imagined what was going on inside the fabric, I caught some movement.
Their anals, barely covered by that thin string, puckering and peeking out with every twitch.
I gave one a light tap.
"Haaang...!"
"Wa.. wait.. Not there."
"Sorry, it just looked cute so I touched it."
"Not there.."
Ayoung let out a natural lewd moan, while Hye-yoon startled and whipped her head around.
Her wide eyes showed she was seriously flustered. I apologized and lowered my hand.
I pushed aside the now-useless swimsuit fabric and slid two fingers into their glistening holes.
Tight, springy walls where I could feel every ridge. The soft embrace wrapping around me was exquisite.
I rotated slowly to savor it for a bit, then the urge hit me.
"Both so sticky. Who should I fuck first?"
"Me. I'm ready."
"My pussy's nice and ripe.."
Both holes drooling juices in desperate appeal. I could avatar-fuck them together, but today I wanted the real deal.
They seemed to crave that too, somehow.
"How about a little contest?"
"What kind?"
"Squirting Distance Contest."
"....What!?"
Completely out of left field—they both yelped at once. I explained.
"You squirt every time anyway... The one that shoots farthest has the tighter pussy, right? Then we'll know which feels better."
Honestly, I had no idea if pussy tightness had anything to do with it.
I just wanted to, and it sounded insanely hot.
"Hmm... Sounds fun."
"Confident, sis?"
"Sis gets first dibs on your cum, so you just lap up the leftovers, Hye-yoon."
"I'm athletic and younger, so my pussy's tighter."
"One year younger and talking big. Results will tell."
Both fired up. They hiked their asses as high as possible and wiggled them invitingly, begging for it.
And so the contest began.
"Haaang... Ang... Uht...! So good..."
"Oppa.. Deeper down there.. Nehet..! Right there."
The pressure inside intensified from before. Their determination pulsed through their pussies.
I stirred their depths slowly to make it last.
"Hauuu... Press harder.."
"Squeeze me tooo.."
Hye-yoon's definitely had more chew from all that exercise. Wonder what it'd be like deeper in.
Wish my fingers were longer.
Cock was plenty good, but fingers let me probe more precisely.
Pushing aside the regret, I pressed their G-spots. Their hips jerked instantly.
Stimulation kicked off loud squelching. Fresh fluids leaked out, soaking their clits.
The pooling drops hung at the end before plopping to the floor.
One drop, two, three.
Like a spring, it formed a puddle the size of a quarter—then their pussies reacted differently.
"Haht..! Ahang..! Keep doing thaat..."
"Oppa...! I'm... gonna cum... cum...!"
Their voices pitched high as their insides convulsed, unleashing a torrent like rain on my legs.
Then they clenched hard, and something blasted out fiercely.
Pssshhhhooo....! Pssshhhh... Pssshoo...!
A fountain. Nothing else described it.
For fairness, I stopped my fingers and watched where it landed.
Mid-orgasm tremors made the spray uneven.
Up and down it shook violently for a bit. As the force died down, I gently stroked both pussies in praise.
"Hahaa...! O...ppa.. Who won?"
"Uhheu... Uhhat..! Mine went farther..?"
"Lemme check. Rest up."
Relaxed, blissful faces turning back to look.
I laid them comfortably on the bed and followed the trails. Inspected the floor reeking of lewdness up close.
A tiny bit, but the left side sprayed farther.
Ayoung's win. I analyzed why.
First, bigger ass meant more pressure.
Second, more squirting experience—her body knew how to blast hard.
'What kinda nonsense is that.'
I shoved the silly thoughts aside and approached Ayoung.
"Ayoung won by a hair."
"Ugh...!"
"Told ya sis would win. Practice more, Hye-yoon."
"I'll win next time.."
Next time? I figured this was the end—not planning a Squirting World Championship Round 2.
I scratched my head and climbed onto the bed.
"Winner Shin Ayoung? What position?"
"Like this, facing you."
"Gotta be quick to play after, so fast from the start."
"Yeshe.. Pound my uterus full ♡."
Feeling Hye-yoon's envious stare, I slid my cock in. Her fully relaxed insides gripped and kneaded it.
Even still, it sucked me root-deep in seconds.
"Haaaa...! Definitely... cock beats fingers.."
"Not enough from the car earlier?"
"Kinda... but you started this with the swimsuits."
"Me? You tempted me first wearing these."
I bent over her, fully enveloping her body. Her firm tits squished cushioning me perfectly.
Position set, I sealed her equally drenched mouth with mine and slammed my hips down till pubes met.
"Hup..! Nghut... Hup.."
Seemed breathless, but her face beamed pure bliss. I guided her hands up and laced our fingers—whites of her eyes flashed.
Her pussy walls clamped my cock tight. To savor that expression longer, I targeted her weak spots and pressed closer.
Pang pang pang pang..
"Hueup... Uhhat..! Ngup..."
No words, just flesh slapping for a bit. Then her pussy rippled again, milking for cum.
Post-orgasm, reactions came quicker.
"You know, right? Won't stop till I cum—even if you go first."
"Yes.. yeshet! Keep pounding till your cum...!"
A few more uterus jabs, and her legs wrapped my thighs.
Hard to move from the cling, but I rubbed her walls with full power.
"Haa... Haa... Uheuk..!"
Three minutes later, I unloaded refreshingly. Pinned beneath, Ayoung shuddered through continuous climaxes.
Carefully untangled arms and legs, glanced at Hye-yoon beside us.
"Gulp.."
"Why so tense?"
"N.. not."
I'd seen her totally entranced. No point denying.
Her eyes still darted between Ayoung, me, and my cock endlessly.
"Your turn soon anyway."
"Y.. yes?"
I crawled toward her on all fours like a beast. She shrank back like facing something scary, retreating.
Close enough, I spread her legs wide—her pussy glistened like it'd been hosed down.
Swipe.
Caught red-handed being lewd, Hye-yoon flushed crimson and hid her hands.
I pulled them out—shiny just like her lower half.
"....."
"Secretly masturbating?"
"N.. no."
"Really?"
"No."
"For real? Sweat? Doesn't smell like it."
I leaned to lick, and she yanked her hands back frantically. Wiped them on the bed and averted her eyes.
All evidence pointed one way, yet denying it.
I laid my cock on her lower belly. Gently twisted while rubbing our junction.
"Be honest, and I'll make it feel even better."
"Ung..."
"Jealous of the pounding? Couldn't hold back without touching?"
"You know.. why keep asking."
"Don't know, that's why. Tell me yourself, Hye-yoon."
Her lower mouth puckered, urging a quick answer. I aligned my glans with her hole to back it up.
"Yess.. Wanted it like sis... so jealous I secretly touched my pussy.."
"Jealous of the moaning and writhing?"
"Jealous of being held and pounded wildly..."
"Didn't cum, right?"
"No."
Perfect. Took the exact same position as with Ayoung.
Thrust straight to the end, stretching her depths.
"Hahueut...! So huuuge..."
"You squirted more, Hye-yoon?"
"Don't know..."
"We'll call you the squirting champ then."
"No fair!?"
I petted her growling head and started moving my hips.
Gentle pistoning mixed with hard uterus jabs. Varying strong-weak-weak-strong, her face melted fast.
"Hahaak...! Uhut... Ut..!"
Ten minutes later, we'd each creampied once, all friendly-like.
Ayoung watched amused instead of arm-over-face Hye-yoon. I asked her.
"You two aren't seriously going out in those swimsuits, right?"
"Of course we have normal ones ready. These are special just for you—normals are in the bag."
Thank god. Was worried for a sec.
Relieved, Ayoung pointed to the door again.
"When Hye-yoon calms down, we'll change and come out. Go ahead first."
"Kicked out again?"
"Girls have secrets. Go to the pool and snag some seats."
"Got it. Take your time."
Watching them change bit by bit was less exciting than the big reveal like before, so I obeyed quietly.
The outdoor pool was lively with couples and families out for fun. Everyone in bikinis, but nothing compared to Ayoung or Hye-yoon.
Honestly, even if they stripped naked, my cock probably wouldn't twitch.
'Have my standards gotten that high?'
Rather than jumping in alone, I grabbed a lounge chair. More fun together.
Plenty of long chairs lined up. I headed over.
"Hey Woojin? What a coincidence running into you again."
Aiming for a less crowded spot, someone called my name.
Only two people here knew it. I turned toward the voice.
Han Chae-ah, lifting her sunglasses with a smile. Waving a glass skewered with fruit.
"Perfect timing—no empty seats. Wanna sit?"