072. Comparison (5)

My head is spinning.

My stomach is rumbling.

I couldn’t even count how many times I came.

I expected that provoking Haeun unnie might make her give in, but…

…that she’d prepare such an event just for me,

I really couldn’t have imagined it.

“Hoo…, hoo…. Ah, my throat, it’s dry….”

It’s been a while since I closed the darkened laptop and flopped onto the bed, but the lewd video I watched earlier has settled nicely in my mind.

A woman who hates me, dislikes me, and is jealous of me,

Scenes of her being endlessly loved by the man I’m interested in.

“Ugh…, Pfu… ha. Ha….”

I roughly wiped my damp hands and moistened my dry throat with cold water.

Even as I did that, the squishy sounds from the AirPods stuck in my ears wouldn’t stop.

Was this how Yuzuki-yang or Aoi-yang felt when they bullied me as a kid?

The inferiority and sense of defeat felt as a female.

No matter how hard I try, no matter how much effort I put in.

There’s no way he’d find me more attractive than that woman.

Thinking like that, I feel like I’m starting to understand those bitches I used to hate so much.

…This emptiness and pleasant feeling,

How could I possibly stop?

“Hoo, haha….”

As the cold water rushed into my stomach, my senses gradually returned.

What am I doing in the living room wearing nothing but a t-shirt?

The sounds of whispered love kept echoing in my ears.

Despite being loved by countless people, she’s all alone and lonely.

Just fiddling with her clit, huh.

…But still, it felt good, so that’s all that matters.

“…”

I briefly considered trying to find the source of the sound from the earphones, but soon gave up and trudged back to my studio.

Even if I’m a total pervert, an idol is still an idol.

If I acted this carelessly in a place where others could see me, my fans would be disappointed.

Well, actually.

I hope they get disappointed every single day.

“Ah, it’s over….”

Squish, squish.

The creaking sounds stopped, and deep breaths echoed in my ears.

Followed by faint voices.

I couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, but their voices were so lovey-dovey, more than just master and pet, that it was irritating my eardrums.

I didn’t feel like smashing anything,

but I definitely felt like butting in.

I wiped the damp bedsheets, then put back on the panties and dolphin shorts I’d thrown off.

I put on my ‘business smile’ over my previously careless face, wiped away the sweat and drool, and touched up my makeup.

To beat those lewd breasts, even I couldn’t rely on looks alone.

My smile, my voice, my charm, my profession.

Most importantly, the story.

If I don’t use everything, I don’t think anyone will even glance my way.

“…Ah.”

After stretching my mouth into a wide smile in the mirror, I heard the sound of a door opening in my ear.

Did only one person come out, or did they come out together?

Are they wandering around naked?

Or are they wearing damp, sticky clothes?

…Maybe they’re about to do it in the living room or kitchen.

Various thoughts raced through my mind, but checking wasn’t difficult at all.

I carefully took out the AirPods from my ears and peeked my head out of the room.

“Hi.”

“…Yes. Joo-hyuk oppa.”

What appeared before my eyes was just a mass of muscle, oppa.

Seeing him standing there completely naked, his glistening cock standing stiffly, took my breath away.

Did he wipe off all the cum?

Or… did she lick it clean?

I couldn’t know for sure what Haeun unnie, who wasn’t visible right now, had done,

but recalling those sticky sounds, she probably finished inside me anyway.

So it wouldn’t be strange if she did more than that.

“I’ll borrow the kitchen for a bit.”

“Yes. Ah, the cups are over there….”

“Thank you.”

Oppa walked confidently into the kitchen without a hint of shame. He was about to use the cup I’d used earlier but noticed the lipstick stain and rinsed it with water.

Then, he gulped down water with a guk guk sound from the now clean cup, took another one, and started to walk past me.

“Ah….”

“What?”

The lewd scent emanating from his body made my head spin for a moment, and I unconsciously grabbed Joo-hyuk oppa’s wrist.

Why did I do that?

Even if I tried anything to seduce oppa, with Haeun unnie inside me full of his cum, she was in the room, so I couldn’t compete right now.

There’s no way he’d fall for a blowjob or something like last time.

What should I say….

“…Ah, um. Joo-hyuk oppa.”

“Yeah.”

“Don’t you… need underwear? Haeun unnie’s….”

“Why? We rented a car today, so it’s fine if I don’t have any.”

“Eh….”

…They really are crazy people.

And I thought I was pretty crazy.

Even I, a total pervert, was quite taken aback by the statement that they didn’t need underwear because they rented a car.

What are these perverts planning to do in the rental car?

Are they planning to shove something into their clits instead of the gear stick?

Thinking of Haeun unnie gripping the passenger seat handle and biting her lip while grumbling made my nipples harden again.

“Oh, right. Do you happen to have handcuffs?”

“Handcuffs?”

“Yeah. Handcuffs.”

“…I do have some….”

“Metal ones? Or leather ones?”

“Plastic. They’re toys.”

“That’s fine. Those can hurt your wrists.”

Seeing Joo-hyuk oppa confidently foreshadowing BDSM play afterward made the excitement that had barely subsided start to boil up again.

The thought of ‘What on earth are they doing in someone else’s room?’ didn’t cross my mind even a little.

If possible, more.

Right in front of my eyes.

So I can use it as side dish material countless times.

All I could think was that I wished they’d have a stickier, messier sex session.

“…Um, oppa.”

“Want to come in?”

“What?”

“Tell me if you want to watch. …Haeun looks like she’s having a damn good time right now, so she’ll probably let you in if you ask.”

And,

Oppa peeled away that desire of mine as easily as peeling a banana.

Seriously.

He’s a strange man, this one.

His body is incredibly handsome, but his face isn’t that handsome.

“…If it’s okay. I’ll watch.”

“Follow me. Let go of my wrist.”

“Okay.”

…He keeps making me want to be ravished.

That indifferent face,

makes me want to see it contort with excitement and satisfaction.

The reason is…

Probably.

A woman as sexy and attractive as me,

because he’s the man who made her his own female.

For now, the Hinami beloved by her fans,

because it feels like he could make her the exclusive property of just one person.

I don’t want to pretend this never happened.

Anyway,

we’re already too far gone to turn back.

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Fortunately, Hinami wasn’t scolded.

…Instead, I got cursed out.

“Ah, this is so annoying. Seriously… Do I have to put up with your perverted crap every day?”

“I mean, you can let me do this much when I borrow your room.”

“Geez….”

I shoved Hinami, who had followed me in with a joll joll sound, into a corner. Haeun was complaining to me while holding my cock to her chest.

If I turned my head slightly, I could see Hinami watching the sex with bright, curious eyes befitting her age, but every time, she’d hit my cock with her chest, forcing me to meet her gaze.

However, seeing her fiddling with her phone without getting angry made it obvious what she was upset about, even without her saying it.

“Oh, right. Kang Joo-hyuk. My panties got dirty, so I need to borrow a pair.”

“You don’t need them. We’re going by car.”

“…What?”

“Weren’t you basically not wearing any on the way here anyway?”

“…Are you going to touch my thighs again on the way, you crazy bastard?”

“Why. Can’t I?”

“….”

As I placed my hand on her chest, which was diligently squeezing my cock, and gently twisted her nipple, Seo Haeun, who had been glaring at me sharply, just bit her lip and lowered her head.

Her meek attitude made my cock even harder. When I ruffled her hair, she swatted my hand away with a murderous expression, so I chuckled and lay down on the bed.

Propping my head up with my hands clasped behind the pillow, I looked at Seo Haeun. She kept glancing between my face and my cock, then furtively glancing at Hinami too.

Every time, I felt like I could hear her snickering, which made it a little difficult for me not to laugh too.

“What do you want to eat when we get back.”

“…Vongole pasta.”

“Suddenly? If you want that, we’ll have to buy clams too.”

“I’m doing your cock… like this for you, and you can’t even do that for me?”

“What do you mean, ‘like this’.”

“…You’re squeezing my cock with the breasts you love so much you touch them even when sleeping, you son of a bitch.”

I tried to steer the conversation to something mundane to hold back my laughter, but hearing such a lewd reply, as expected, made it impossible.

As I let out a silent chuckle, Seo Haeun, slightly annoyed, stuck out her tongue and started letting her drool drip onto the glans peeking out from between her breasts.

Then, she rubbed her breasts together, looked past my face, and grinned confidently.

“Hey. Isn’t that too much?”

“What. …I just found it funny seeing you laugh so pathetically?”

“You laughed looking behind me.”

“I didn’t.”

“Ah, I should have recorded it. Then I could prove you were lying….”

“Go ahead. …I was wondering why that wasn’t coming up.”

With Haeun now proactively suggesting recording, I even heard Hinami, who had been watching us breathlessly, let out a small ‘Eut….’

Pretending not to hear that tiny moan, I shoved my phone towards Haeun, who was steadfastly squeezing my cock, and pressed the record button.

“…Are you filming?”

“Yeah.”

“Seriously, it’s amazing every time. …If I lower my head just a bit, my chin touches it.”

Haeun, captured on the screen, was playing with my cock, jiggling and kneading her breasts proudly.

Then, she rested her chin lightly on the protruding glans, lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick slowly.

“Hee…, Eup…. …Puhup. You really fucking love having your glans licked, don’t you.”

“No guy hates having his glans licked while receiving oral sex.”

“Well, yeah. …Usually, someone your size would have their cock completely buried.”

“…It’s because you keep shoving this crap inside me every day that my pelvis hurts….”

With her mouth full of excitement, she swallowed my glans, drawing up a lot of cum.

Grinding her dotted underside against my pubic bone and scrotum.

Licking the glans, which was pursed into a circle with her lips.

Giving a charming smile to the camera and audience watching her,

blocking the forcefully ejaculated cum with her tongue, byuut, byuut.

“Ugh…, Pfa. Hey, it’s salty….”

But it seemed she wasn’t used to the taste yet,

letting the sticky cum hang long from her tongue, she tilted her head back and cozily squeezed my cock until I finished.

“Haa…, Ah. Really. You cum so fucking much, you crazy bastard….”

Then, receiving the cum flowing out with a guluk guluk sound into her cleavage,

she scraped the cum off her tongue with her lips, spat, and looked at me.

“You’re really lucky you met a woman with big breasts. …Your cock is so damn fucking big, I don’t think anyone but me could handle it like this.”

“I do think I’m lucky.”

“…Good.”

Pride, superiority.

Experiencing emotions she probably hadn’t felt since becoming an adult,

she squeezed my spent cock to the very end, like she was complaining to me.

Immersed in something only she could do,

like a delighted child.