Chapter 193
Chapter 193
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: How Many Rounds Are the Girls Next Door Going?
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"Ngh...!"
I'd sworn to myself I wouldn't make a sound, but that sudden jolt of electricity forced my mouth open.
Just a brief touch, and it was already this intense. Had I been that pent up?
I bit my lip and kneaded my breasts again. The pinnacle of softness.
Sometimes their sheer size annoyed me, but when others stole glances, it filled me with a smug sense of superiority.
Woojin was staring so hard earlier too...
As I fondled the handfuls of flesh that overflowed my grasp, something poked my palm.
My nipple, swollen rock-hard. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger.
"Eut... Heuk... Haat..."
My hips bucked up. Squeezing it hard sent tremors through my body.
This spot had gotten incredibly sensitive lately. Was my body changing along with my growing libido? It hadn't been like this before.
Sometimes even at work, a dirty thought would hit me, and I'd bury my face right into them.
"Hueut..."
The pleasure faded for a moment, snapping me back to my senses. Rationality returned, and worry crept in—had any sound slipped out?
I glanced toward my little sister.
"Euheung... Eut...! Euu..."
Hee-jin, still lost in her own self-pleasure. Good, she hadn't heard.
The blanket muffled things, but the sounds from next door were overwhelmingly loud anyway.
Relieved, I rubbed both nipples, stoking the heat in my body.
"Hat... Eung..."
Goosebumps prickled across my skin as my legs spread wide on their own—an honest plea from my body to touch down there too.
I slid my right hand lower. Slipping into my clinging panties, sticky wetness coated my fingers.
Already soaked like this?
How long had it even been since I woke up? I had to calm this down fast, or I'd be in trouble.
I stroked gently.
"Heung...! Eut..."
The electric thrill racing up my spine was several times fiercer than from my breasts.
One more twitch, and a moan would escape. Steadying myself, I circled slowly clockwise.
"Oppa...! Me too.. gonna cum again...! Cumming..! Cum...."
"Wa..it, little one...! Break... can't stand anymore..."
As I fondled away, sobbing moans drifted over. Those girls had climaxed again?
Woojin handling two at once, and yet the girls were the ones begging for a breather.
"....."
Did that massive, thick cock pounding her pussy turn her into that?
I'd felt something similar anally once, but just the one time—and the internet said pussy was even more sensitive.
So... how incredible did it feel? More ecstatic than that, over and over...
The thought made my hand speed up. For even more pleasure, my left hand abandoned my nipples and dipped below.
Instead, I sucked the stiff peak while prodding shallowly at my pussy.
"Eup... Neung...! Neungat.."
Squelching water sounds echoed under the blanket. My hips lifted as that building sensation crested.
My head lolled back, the nipple popping free from my mouth.
Here it comes... cumming cumming... cum...!
Psssh...
Squirt after squirt soaked the blanket, but I was too far gone to care.
My mind blanked, vision blurring. Just once, and it hit this hard.
"Heueueung...! Eut... Eup..."
As I calmed my quivering thighs, another sound caught my ear.
Peering sideways with hazy eyes, Hee-jin's blanket heaved wildly. She'd climaxed right along with me.
I quickly reset my body and pretended to sleep—still lightly teasing my pussy in the lingering afterglow.
By the time I finally drifted off, I'd cum a total of three times.
Han Hee-jin yanked out her earphones the moment Han Chae-ah pulled up her blanket and lay down.
Truth be told, they'd just been dangling there—no music playing.
Her first time hearing real live sex between a man and woman. And with a coworker oppa she worked alongside, plus that familiar condom girl.
That pretty voice panting like that? Never would've guessed.
Must feel fucking incredible.
Imagining what kind of play could draw out sounds like those made her body itch.
Even the slap of flesh on flesh. Doggy style? Or missionary?
No, but the moans come at the same time. Not like he's got two dicks—how? He's good with his hands too?
Pounding one hard while fingering the other... squelch squelch.
What position even was that?
Thump.
Her lower belly tingled sharply. Her body, which knew that exact pleasure, reacted.
Come to think of it, five days since she'd seen that bastard? It really had felt amazing back then.
Maybe just once...
Her hand slipped naturally into her panties. Middle and ring fingers poised for insertion.
Just the thought had her soaked already. She crooked the tips, scraping her inner walls.
"Heuk..."
Far more sensitive than expected. She rolled over to check unnie's bed.
Same position as before. Steady breathing—she must've crashed fast.
Unnie's out like a light once she sleeps... should be fine.
No movement for a full minute. She flipped the blanket over herself. Swiftly shucked her panties and spread her legs.
Hips thrust high, like someone was pounding her.
"Hahaueut... Uhhat...! Oppa, right there, gentler...!"
Using the sounds next door as fuel, she started masturbating. First time, but she buried her fingers to the hilt in one go.
She tapped her G-spot, fondled the plump inner flesh for a bit. Then, like brakes failing, her fingers flew on their own.
Normally she'd pace herself for a long tease, but tonight they wouldn't obey.
"Euhueuk...! Came...."
Climax crashing before she could savor it. Lying still, she felt her pussy writhing greedily.
The way it gripped her fingers like it wanted to devour them built her confidence.
Baseless, but my pussy's gotta feel better than those girls next door.
Last time was my first blowjob too, and Woojin oppa blew his load in seconds. Maybe my body's a premium one?
She was hooked. Went right for seconds.
"Haa... haa... Doing this secretly under the blanket's kinda breathless..."
She poked her head out for cool air.
"Ahaat..! Oppa.. shove it deeper...!"
"Me too.. don't stop up top.. please..!"
Even more moans drilling into her ears.
She'd worn out after two rounds, but what about them? Sex drained stamina way more—she knew from experience.
Sure, she'd been on the receiving end, passive. Still, way harder than just fingering.
Felt like they'd each cum at least three times already. When would it end?
Suddenly she recalled oppa's smug claim.
Whoa... he wasn't bullshitting about ten times? For real?
His build meant stamina, and judging by cock size and cum volume, it was plausible.
But hearing it in passing versus live? Night and day.
"Hahaueuk...! I'm cumming... cum... cum...!"
Resting, and another joyful cry. By now, it was starting to grate.
Endless aphrodisiac fuel during masturbation, but afterward? Just noisy sleep-killer.
"Came again?"
"Yeah... but oppa's still rock-hard..."
"I'm sturdy. Tired? Wanna break?"
"Then.. lemme clean your cock. Pull out a sec."
"Me too, suck."
"Ayoung said it first, so glans for her. Hye-yoon licks below."
Dawn quiet made the explicit talk crystal clear. And the content? Jaw-dropping.
Big dick means two mouths fit, but... no, cum-and-juice mess, and they're volunteering?
Semen wasn't bad-tasting—could grit teeth and do it.
But slurping up someone else's too? No way.
Thinking of Woojin oppa's cock she'd spied on secretly that night made her lower belly throb again.
That dick shuddering, blasting hot ropes across her face.
Her hand started moving again.
Twenty minutes later.
Came again.
Forty minutes later.
No energy left, gotta sleep...
One hour later.
Am I actually dying?
By then, her head was mush. The bed soaked ages ago.
Try to sleep, sounds hit. Try again, same. Try again, hand wandered south.
Forced herself to chase sleep anyway. She was exhausted now.
Body heavy and languid—dreamland soon enough.
"Huu... You girls okay?"
"Yeahh... fiine..."
"Haa... haa... Eut...!"
I checked on Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon sprawled on the bed.
Sprawled was generous—they'd collapsed.
Sweat everywhere as baseline, white stuff smeared on breasts and hair.
That was tame. Their lower halves were wrecked even by my standards.
"Total today? Bathroom four, room three, shower two... nine times."
"Why skip daytime? Beast-cock seed..."
"Just now."
I slid between them and checked the time. 2:30 a.m. Awkward hour for bed.
My standards, anyway. Weekends with Ayoung often went all-nighter—this felt early.
"Tired? Sleep?"
"No dick... rest a bit. Came all this way—waste not to."
"Ayoung?"
"Me too. Oh, wanna try something—cool?"
"Anything."
Shin Ayoung sat up and headed to the window.
Tiny chair-table set on the terrace. Opening up let mountain crickets fill the air.
"Here?"
"Nice, but... wanna do it over there."
I followed her pointing finger. Moonlight danced on the broad pool surface.
The empty outdoor pool.
"There? What if someone sees?"
"So? We'll bolt tomorrow—who'll know us?"
"Always thought this, but others ogling you doesn't bug you?"
"Anyone but you? Hate it. But that thrill, the liberation? That's the kick—not showing off."
"...Got it. Hye-yoon? Cool off sweat, join?"
"Nah. Staying put. Full outdoor's a bit much."
With that, Shin Ayoung grabbed my arm and tugged me inside.
The micro bikini I'd talked her out of earlier, plus slippers in a flash.
At the door, Yoon Hye-yoon waved us off.
"Have fun. I'll watch from here."
"Cool. Get tired, crash first."
"Gonna eat oppa dick again—no sleep."
Grinning, I opened the door. Silent, pitch-black hallway.
Arm in arm, we headed down the stairs.
Creeeak...
And then, the door behind us swinging open.
In the dark, golden blonde hair and piercing blue eyes flashed clear as day.