The Twenty-Year-Old Idol, Da-hye

I gathered up my things and made my way back toward the campsite at an unhurried pace. The two tents came into view, already sinking into dusk.

The Master had gone out to work his angle, from the looks of it. And my friend had already settled in to sleep.

I set my things down carefully to one side — and suddenly Min-ah poked her head out of the tent. God, that smile of hers was just too cute.

"Dad just laid down."

"Got it."

That guy. Drinking every single night like that... Though thanks to him, it looked like I'd get some quality time with Min-ah.

The girl quietly slipped on her shoes and stepped outside. My friend was in the tent, so she meant for us to enjoy ourselves out here. Alright then. Two hours ought to do it.

But someone showed up to ruin those plans.

Another figure emerged from the darkness. She wore a baggy, utterly ordinary tracksuit, but there was no hiding the stacked figure underneath. It was Ring-ring.

Ah, hell... Don't tell me time's already up.

Ring-ring, Min-ah, and the idol on top of that — all three hitting at once. I'd need to set some priorities here. The Master's situation came first, no question. No telling how long his little walk would last. Which meant I needed to peel Min-ah off first... And wouldn't you know it, standing right in front of me was an elite whose brain ran circles around mine.

She came closer, glanced between me and Min-ah, and spoke up.

"Um... the elder needs help with some heavy things. Would you be able to assist?"

Damn. I had to hand it to the Master ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠— having a woman this sharp on his payroll. I felt the situation resolving itself and asked back, keeping my voice low.

"My friend's already asleep. Would it be alright if I came alone?"

"Yes. I'd appreciate it."

I looked back at Min-ah. She was clearly disappointed, but she gave a small nod.

"I'll be back. Go sleep next to your dad."

"Okay. Be careful!"

"Yeah."

One down.

Once I confirmed Min-ah had gone back into the tent, I followed after Ring-ring at a leisurely pace. That ass of hers swayed with every step. Goddamn. That was a sight. I genuinely wanted to smack it.

I drifted closer, and Ring-ring covered her ass with one hand as she asked. Tch. Sharp little thing.

"Will you have time?"

Would I have time... meaning, did I have room to fuck her. I thought about it for a second, but no. It wasn't going to work.

"Nah, doesn't look like it. I'll just handle the Master's business and we'll do this next time."

"Then this is Seo-hoo calling it off. It has nothing to do with me."

"...Fine."

Part of me wanted to bend Ring-ring over right then and there, but realistically, I didn't have the time. So I had to let it go this round. Not that I was losing anything. As long as the Master was alive, I could lay this woman down and pump her full whenever I wanted.

To soothe the disappointment, I reached out and sank my fingers into that taut, well-trained ass. A handful of firm flesh filled my palm. God, this hip was made to be grabbed. Even with me glued to her side, groping away, Ring-ring didn't resist. The first time she'd pushed back because we hadn't seen each other in a while. Now she understood there wasn't much point.

Still, getting zero reaction was a little boring...

"Turn your head. Stick out your tongue."

"......."

She hesitated for just a beat, then did as she was told. She didn't bother hiding how much she hated it as she stuck her tongue out.

One hand on her ass, the other grabbing her tit, I sucked on that tongue — wet, greedy, unhurried. Hahh... Fuck, that was hot. Why was this bitch so good every single time? Maybe it was the thrill of crushing an elite, mixed with the pleasure of taking ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠what belonged to the Master. The flavor was exquisite.

Maybe I should pick a day, fill her up, and make her have just one of my kids. Imagining the look on her face when she got pregnant sent a sharp, sudden urge through me.

Alright. I'll let you have one of mine too.

No — not one. Let's make it three. Get her pregnant, let her give birth, then knock her up again. And again after that. She took such good care of herself, I doubted her stomach would sag even a little. I'd work out the details while I was handling Min-ah.

We walked for about fifteen minutes, my hands wandering over Ring-ring's body the whole way. Eventually we reached a small asphalt road, dotted here and there with dim lights. As we got close, Ring-ring pointed to one side.

"Please wait over there. He should appear within the next ten minutes."

Then she started tapping at her smartphone. Contacting the Master, no doubt.

This wasn't my first time running this play, so I moved naturally into the darkness beyond the reach of the lights. Nothing to do until they showed. I pulled out a cigarette and stuck it between my lips.

Hooo...

The harsh smoke cycled deep into my lungs and cooled my head right down. Really, I was grateful to this thing. The only one that asked for nothing — that burned itself up solely to take care of my mental health. I offered it a quiet thanks and started mapping out what came next.

Min-ah was moving faster than I'd expected, but this pace was fine. The problem was Fox. That one was going to take longer than I'd thought.

Never imagined she'd still be a virgin.

And that hole of hers was so damn small. I'd been with countless women, but I'd never encountered one that tight in my life. Not that I was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠complaining — it just meant she'd feel that much more deliciously taut. The thought of burying my cock in that tiny hole all the way to the root... ngh. Just imagining it got me rock hard. I wanted to go over there and pound her without mercy.

I closed my eyes, and Fox's little act of cuteness drifted up. That look she gave me, too — always checking my reaction... A smile tugged at my lips, and then a memory flickered past.

Wait...?

The moment I pictured that face peeking at me, a child suddenly came to mind. Back when I worked at the convenience store. A kid who'd stop by every morning before school, eating a triangle kimbap instead of a real meal. She'd looked so pitiful I'd often buy her something extra... Don't tell me that kid was Fox...!

Heh. A small laugh slipped out before I could stop it. That tiny little kid had already grown up that much. They say children shoot up the moment you look away. That saying was dead on.

That's not even the crazy part.

The story Fox had mentioned... When I first heard it, I figured it might or might not ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠be true. Why? Because I didn't remember it. But now I did. That conversation. I'd definitely had it. It had been a joke at the time...

Fox had cried so ugly back then. Heh. That was probably the first and last time in my life I'd done a good deed with no ulterior motive. And now it was coming back around like this.

A forgotten memory had come back. It softened me a little, but I forced myself to lock it down.

The Ye-rim of now is just an Obsessive Girl. Don't lose your focus, Seo-hoo.

The cigarette smoke cycled in and out, cooling my head once more. Right. Fox was just prey.

I opened my eyes again.

In the distance, two figures were walking along the road. A man and a woman. The Master, and the idol with the memorable pink hair — Da-hye. Looks like time was already up.

They wouldn't be able to see me yet. I was in the dark. I'd just finished a cigarette, but I lit another one and got ready to put on a show.

And holy shit, by the way.

The girl walking hunched beside the Master wasn't wearing a single scrap of clothing — just shoes — which meant I had a clear view of those massive tits and that completely bare, hairless pussy.

Tits so big Min-ah couldn't even compete. A twenty-year-old with a chest like that... it was genuinely fantastical. Even Ring-ring wouldn't stand a chance. And the shape was filthy as hell. Ring-ring's were big, sure, but they sat high and perky. This girl's looked like someone had hung two enormous round lumps of dough on her chest.

I heard she was an idol. Does she not work out?

That's how packed with flesh they looked. Paired with that milky-white skin, she almost looked like a foreigner. The woman with those bouncing, jiggling, filthy-hot tits drew closer, step by step.

Alright. Time to get started.

I took a breath, turned my head, and pretended I hadn't seen a thing. Like I was lost in thought, staring blankly at nature. Completely natural.

After a moment, a voice full of panic reached me.

"Wh-what?"

I turned my head as if drawn by the sound. Bingo. A satisfied smile had spread across the Master's face. Time to finish the act, then.

I put on a thoroughly shocked expression for the girl who was staring at me, completely lost. Then — tap. I let the cigarette drop from between my fingers and let my voice crack.

"D-Da-hye?"

"Ah, mister?"

She was so embarrassed she clapped both hands over her eyes. Which only made the view better for me... Goddamn. That was filthy. Those massive areolae were on full display, matching those massive tits. Up close, her pussy looked so clean... The Master had probably taken her virginity too.

The Master soothed the panicked girl, stroking her gently.

"It's alright, sweetheart. Isn't it better that it's this friend of mine, rather than a complete stranger?"

Listening to the conversation, this clearly wasn't their first time.

Da-hye peeked at me through her fingers, then gave a small nod. She shuffled closer and grabbed the waistband of my pants.

"U-um... what is this...?"

I knew exactly what this was, but I played dumb. Then the Master said:

"You just stand there and enjoy yourself. This girl will make you feel good."

I took a deliberate step back and looked at Da-hye's face, my expression asking, loud and clear: are you sure about this? The pink-haired girl nodded. And those massive tits of hers nodded right along with her.

"Ah... just stay still, sir. I'll make you feel really good..."

She came close again, grabbed my waistband, and slowly pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees. My massive cock sprang out. Shock flooded the girl's face.

"...Oh my god."

First time seeing a cock this big? Even women in their thirties didn't come across this often. A twenty-year-old? Even less likely.

The girl reached out with a trembling hand and gripped the base of my cock — which only made it look even longer. She swallowed hard. Then those lips, tinted a vivid pink, wrapped around me in one go — from the tip all the way past the head.

Slurp. Suck.

"Misteeer... doesh it feel goood?"

Did it even need saying. How could it not feel good when she was sucking my cock like that. Instead of answering, I placed both hands on the girl's head. Pink hair that couldn't exist by genetics. That little detail doubled how filthy it felt.

"Mind if I move?"

"Yesh... as much as you want..."

She said that, but I could feel a hint of tension. Fair enough. The size wasn't normal. Even now, mid-blowjob, she'd only managed to get past the head. And yet her eyes were full of anticipation. A woman's greed. The desire to take a cock this big at least once.

"Here I go."

Try to hold on.

I snapped my hips forward in one motion and rammed my cock into the twenty-year-old idol's mouth.