108. On the Phone (4)

I can barely even breathe.

Even after pouring my heart out to unnie twice, this cock, lost to lust, is still violating me without end.

But,

-Ah, um. We have a customer. They said they wanted to contact the boss….

Now, as an unfamiliar voice echoes through the room.

I can’t even breathe.

I can’t scream.

That person is a complete outsider.

A civilian who absolutely cannot be discovered.

The moment I scream.

It’ll all be over.

…Everything I’ve built up since middle school.

My reputation,

my popularity.

All of it will plummet.

And maybe,

I’ll end up as a woman who can’t even appeal to Oppa.

“Who is it?”

-It’s… Jia-ssi. …That idol.

“……”

The part-timer I briefly saw this morning mentions Jia’s name to Haeun unnie.

She must have seen Jia sending me away and is probably going to do something, but…

Right now, I don’t have time for trivial thoughts like that.

Unnie is…

Bringing Oppa’s phone.

Closer and closer towards me.

“…Huh? What is it?”

-Ah, Boss. It’s Soo-an. Seo Jia-ssi asked if you heard anything from the boss…

Unnie, who’s already clinging to Oppa’s back, presses the phone to his ear, forcing him to talk.

A distance where even the slightest sound would surely be heard.

Whether it’s me or Oppa.

But,

Instead of telling us to stop, unnie…

She nudges Oppa’s back, tok, tok, urging him on.

…tempting him to violate me more intensely.

“Let… them in… Hoo. Ah. Um, I. I agreed to do it. As an advertisement. For free… Sip. Let’s do it.”

Ignoring unnie’s temptation.

Oppa, catching his breath, thrusts into me as slowly as possible.

Honestly, my breathing was ragged enough that it wouldn’t be strange if we were already caught, but…

As long as I hold onto the pillow and endure. As long as only I don’t get caught, it doesn’t matter…

“…If you cheat, I said I’d die.”

“….”

“If you have no relationship with her. …Hurry up and fuck her. She doesn’t matter.”

…Does unnie mean she’ll accept me like this?

Or…

…Does she mean she wants to ruin me like she was ruined?

Making it impossible to hold my breath or swallow my screams.

Putting weight into my body and thrusting back,

I whispered very quietly into Oppa’s ear.

“-…Eup…, Eup……”

I can’t even turn my head anymore.

All I can do is hug the pillow and let the sounds dissipate into the cotton.

Pang,

Pang.

The cock wriggling as it presses down on my waist penetrates places it’s never reached before.

-…Boss?

“Ah…, Hey. Sorry, sorry. Was lifting weights. Ah, let them in. Let them in.”

Oppa, who is fucking a half-naked idol while being tormented by the busty unnie,

maintaining his composure somehow,

pretending nothing was wrong, he barely squeezed out his voice, trembling, but…

-Ah, we’re letting them in anyway since they bought a day pass today, but… She asked for your contact info?

“…Give, give it.”

…His cock.

Touching a place that was far too tight and naive.

“…Contact info? …What contact info.”

Even though he must have understood everything,

that sticky voice and breath clung to Oppa’s eardrum.

“…Eup…, Eugh… Ngh……”

…Hoping I wasn’t discovered.

With the desperate wish that my life wouldn’t end.

My moans, trying desperately to shake off this chilling feeling,

spread through the room via the pillow.

I’m discovered.

Even if they don’t know who I am. They can’t possibly not know that I committed a lewd act with someone.

-…Ah, right. Um, what’s your relationship with… Seo Jia…-ssi?

“…Hoo. Girlfriend, young… sibling. My real sister.”

-…Ah.

…Only after he called Haeun unnie the title of girlfriend.

The sound of unnie’s sticky ear-licking, her anger seemingly subsided,

finally disappeared.

-Ah, then. Shall I… hang up?

“Yeah, hang… up…”

Finishing the call in a voice that sounded like it was crawling away, Oppa snatched the phone from unnie’s hand.

“Seo Haeun. …Are you crazy? Why did you answer the phone.”

“…Because I got a call from a woman.”

“What if we get caught? It might not matter to you, but she could really get fucked, you know?”

“….”

He pushed unnie away with a chilling voice, then…

“…Don’t touch me for an hour.”

“….”

…He wrapped his arms around my trembling waist.

“…Sorry. She suddenly acted like that.”

“Haa…. No, it’s okay…”

…After thrusting his cock into a dangerous place.

He stroked my hair, unbefitting of that cock, reassuring me.

“Later, if she asks… I’ll make up an excuse that the call came while I was fucking watching porn… I don’t know if she’ll believe it, though.”

“Yes…”

She might believe that excuse.

Or maybe.

…She might have figured out who the panting woman on the other end of the line was.

“…Instead, Seo Jia seems to be planning something with me… Help me out, okay?”

“Yes…. If possible. I want to try it with Jia and Oppa too…”

“….”

His touch was too gentle to worry about that.

Feeling Oppa’s heartbeat as I let out a long breath.

With the little composure I had, I glanced sideways, enjoying unnie’s dejected expression.

“Since I granted your request, I’ll grant you one wish.”

“Then…”

I…

“…Like this. Pang… Pang…, like before…. Ah, haak……♡”

Arching my hips. Acting cute.

Oppa’s cock that I couldn’t fully enjoy.

This time.

Without unnie’s interference. To my heart’s content.

…I take it in.

“Seo Haeun.”

“….”

“…If you film it well, I’ll let you touch me after it’s over.”

“….”

Unnie, who had been standing blankly by the bed, heard Oppa’s words and walked towards me, phone in hand.

Still dejected, but her expression looked more apologetic than angry.

…It was a little annoying that the apology wasn’t directed at me.

After all.

We’re women who’ve fallen for the same man. I don’t hate her.

“Ugh, eut……. Haak……, Mas… ter……♡”

“….”

Unnie captured my face, crumbling in real-time, right in front of her.

Peok, peok.

I even stole the words unnie should have used.

…Another woman’s man’s cock.

The object of a man full of lust, craving a woman.

I take it into places it’s never reached before.

“Ha, you fucking bitch…. You’re really fucking beautiful. Damn.”

“Heh, hehe…, euk…. Well, I was an idol…”

“Aren’t you now?”

“Now… hnght. Hoo……. I’m Oppa’s exclusive. Cum-disposal maid…♡”

…Rarely. Perhaps for the first time, Oppa’s favor, praising my appearance.

Looking at unnie’s brow full of displeasure.

I squint my eyes and savor it.

He gripped my hair. Pulled my head slightly to the side.

He inserted his fingers into my slack, lolling tongue.

The tips of Oppa’s knuckles, wildly stirring my vagina and mouth.

“Phew…, Ack. Haak! Mas… ter……”

Oppa slapped my ass, chak, and lifted my legs, which had been stretched out straight,

making it so I wasn’t lying down anymore but crawling.

“Eut, hng… eut…, Eugh……”

Such a lewd and vulgar sight.

Recorded by unnie, who was just as vulgar and lewd as I was.

Every moment captured on that tiny lens.

My tight, soft pussy. Gradually reshaped into Oppa’s form.

“Ha, fuck, seriously…. You’re so short. Why is your body so fucking hot? Huh?”

“Heh, heek…. I’m… mixed-race… My proportions. And my breasts are pretty…”

“What?”

“You didn’t know…? Heh, hehe…. My dad is actually… Western. Hehe…”

…Something I’d never even put on my profile.

My own secret.

“Ah, but. Is your hair dyed…? Back then. I don’t even know who my dad is…. Kek, haa. Mom cheated…”

“….”

“…But. I might understand now…. Being fucked by a good-bodied foreign Master…, eut, Oh… ok……♡”

…Something I never understood my whole life.

The joy of being a woman. The pleasure the body craves.

One by one, everywhere on me. In a way that can never be erased.

Firmly engraved, marking me as this man’s.

“Heek…, He. Hehe…. Master…. More, more. …Pang, Pang. Byub, Byub. Please do it……♡”

“…You fucking slut.”

“I’m not a slut…. Heek…. You know that, Oppa…?”

Now.

Completely conquered.

My vaginal walls, no longer feeling pain or resistance.

I feel them wriggling on their own, trying to please Oppa’s cock.

“Oppa, don’t stop. I’ve never even used a dildo… In the future too… If it’s not Oppa’s cock… I’ll never be satisfied… I’m a huge pervert, but a loyal, devoted pure-cunt…”

…I…

Not just with my mouth. But with my whole body.

With my not-small breasts.

Acknowledging him as Master.

“Shaped like Oppa’s. My exclusive… idol. Maid cunt… …Not a slut… et…, euk. Euk, eut…, Oh…… ok……♡”

As Oppa pressed down on my shoulders, trying to pin me down like crazy.

I arched my hips as if in return, offering all my precious parts.

Staring at the camera with eyes that had lost all reason.

Muffling my drooling mouth with the pillow.

“…………♡ ………. ………♥.”

Thickly. Even unnie’s face, a mixture of complex emotions, flushed bright red.

Letting my scent permeate their secret space.

…If she’s smart. Far more intensely than the delusions of that part-timer who might have noticed my presence.

“…Haa. Ha…….”

…Spurting, spurting cum from my tight pussy.

Byureut, byureut.

Oppa’s semen, still gushing out.

I take it all in, arching my pure white back to the very end.

Even if it’s clumsy. Even if I lack experience.

…I am. Custom-made exclusively for Oppa. His personal maid…♥