episode_0016

# 16

Psshhhh! Pshh! Pffzzz!

The liquid made a splattering sound two or three more times.

“Mmnngh…! Hnngh!”

Eunchae covered her own mouth, but the leaking sounds still reached where I was.

Splash.

Some of the liquid fell onto the studio floor… but some didn’t.

It landed on the faces of Director Bura and Baek Pansu.

“Kkh, kkhgh!? Th-this is…!”

“Uhhghhh… You’re spraying such delicious juice…”

“Haah……. Nnngh! W-wait a second!”

Eunchae’s face flushed bright red as her voice rose.

“Wh-what are you…! Hahh…! Perverts…! Y-you freaks. Don’t lick it! Why are you eating that…!?”

“Uhhgh… Hnngh. Wow…… sweet and tasty.”

“Khghghgh…. The holy nectar sprayed by Eunchae Mama. We have to taste it, don’t we? Ssslluuurp.”

“Freaks, freaks! You damn perverts… Seriously….”

*Thwack. Thwack.*

Eunchae punched the men’s shoulders repeatedly.

The men didn’t even react to her punches, too busy licking the liquid from their lips.

It didn’t seem to hurt.

Something… felt strange.

The way Eunchae kept hitting their shoulders like that…

It overlapped with how she always treated me.

“Uhhghgh… Could we have another serving? Eunchae’s holy nectar.”

“…Y-you crazy? Wh-why would I…! Hnnngh!?”

“Khghgh!? Ohoho… already soaked through, huh? Eunchae’s pussy.”

“Hahh…! D-don’t… say that…!”

“Uhhgh? What exactly shouldn’t we say?”

“You… damn bastards. You… know exactly…!”

“We really don’t, though… Khghghgh.”

“P-p-p-p…… Ugh. Just shut up…!”

*Thud. Thud.*

She hit their shoulders again.

“Uhhgh. Pussy. Is that what you mean?”

*Squelch.*

Director Bura’s hand brushed shamelessly against Eunchae’s pussy.

“Hnnnngh…!”

Eunchae covered her mouth again with both hands.

Splash! Splorch!

“Khhghgh… Wow, it’s completely overflowing with holy nectar…”

“Indeed. Wonder what your fans would say… Uhhghgh…”

“Hgghh… Nnngh! F-fans sh-shouldn’t… mmph… see this……”

“Khghh. But Eunchae? We’ve been recording everything. Every last drop you’ve sprayed… all on camera.”

“……Huh? ……Eh? ……Nnnnngh… Ah. Aaaaah…!”

Her pupils shook. For a brief moment, no sound escaped her.

Only the camera kept rolling diligently.

“Uhhghgh… Surely you haven’t forgotten? We’ve been filming everything you’ve done up till now….”

“Ngghh…? N-no. No… No way… this…”

“Khghghgh… From us kissing you to you screaming *pussy* and squirting. This alone would make a fine porno…”

“N-no… Don’t. Don’t w-watch… don’t watch…!”

“Khghgh? So now you’re saying *pussy*?”

“No! No no no! I didn’t… I didn’t say *pussy*— I said *don’t watch*… Pussy… Ah. ……Nnngh!!”

Psshhhzz!

“Uwooohh! She came again!”

“Ohoho… So saying *pussy* makes you squirt, huh? Khghghgh. Learned something new.”

“Uhhghgh… Should add this to Eunchae’s wiki page—*say pussy and she orgasms*…”

“St-stop… hahh… writing thaaat… perverts…!”

“Uhhghghgh… Eunchae. What should we do with this pussy now…?”

“……? Wh-why ask… when… hhngh… you’ll… do whatever… you want… anyway…”

“Khghghgh. No no no. As *Sedols*, isn’t it our duty to fulfill Eunchae Mama’s wishes? As *Sedols*, we’ll do exactly what you want.”

“……Nnngh… How… can I trust… hh…”

“Uhhghgh. Honestly? Eunchae. You’ve gifted us your nectar. We’ll grant you one wish.”

“……Nnn… R-really……?”

The word *wish* made her flinch.

Of course, those bastards wouldn’t actually grant her wish.

Still, speaking up was better than staying silent.

This was enough.

Just end it here.

Tell them to stop…

“W-well thennn……. Umm…….”

Eunchae stammered, then mouthed words too quiet to hear.

“P…ussy.”

But from the shape of her lips, guessing what she said was easy.

“Eunchae’s… p-pussy……”

……Huh?

“Pussy?”

“U-uuuse… y-your…”

“Uhhngh? What was that?”

“Y-your… mouth. Nnngh. Use… your mouth… fuckers… Not fingers…”

“*Use my mouth*? Do *what* exactly…? Could you clarify, idiot? Khghghgh……”

“Tch… You… morons. I mean… ki-kiss… it… W-won’t you… understand?”

“Uhhghgh… But didn’t we kiss enough earlier? Still not satisfied?”

“N-no, not that… I mean… th-that too but… s-suck… suck my… p-p-p-pussy… you pervs…!”

“Ku-huuu. Who’s the real pervert here?”

“Idiots… just… figure it out… Do I have to… spell… everything…?”

“Uhhghgh… We’re stupid, Eunchae. We won’t get it unless you say it clearly?”

“Nnngh… Call yourselves… fans… Call yourselves… *Sedols*… but know nothing…!”

……Those were lyrics from her new song.

The title was *Wish*.

……Don’t tell me they planned this…

“Glasses… fucking nerd. You lick… my… Eunchae… p-p-p-pussy…”

She was addressing Director Bura.

“Bald pig… You just… kiss… me… dumbass…”

That one was for Baek Pansu.

“Uhhghgh… So that’s your wish?”

“My wish…… …Yeah. Eunchae’s… wish.”

“Khghghgh! Really? Eunchae? Khghgh… Hard to believe.”

“Y-yes. You… pervs. You’re *Sedols*, right…? So fulfill… Eunchae’s wish… Hnngh. Haa…”

Eunchae placed a hand on each man’s head.

At first, it seemed like she might grab their hair—but no.

She stroked them gently, as if handling something precious.

“B-be good… and… I’ll give you… fan service…”

“Ugghhh—OOOOHHH!”

“Kh, khghghghgh!”

With the men’s disgusting cheers, three voices vanished at once.

“Sllrp. Mmmn……. Sllrp. Sllrp.”

Baek Pansu pressed his mouth against Eunchae’s again, tongue forcing its way inside.

“Hnnnngh……. Nngh. Mmph….”

Eunchae obediently drank his saliva as he rocked into her depthlessly, swapping filthy spit over and over and over—

Now tongues alone tangled past parted lips in unholy union.

“Nnngh! Mmph… Slrp!”

Her breath twisted into lewd moans as one hand gripped—

Director Bura’s head, buried between her thighs.

Slllrppp. Sllluuurp. Sllluuuuup.

Like an unquenchable thirst, he kept slurping as her swollen folds streamed more divine juice.

Each flick splattered thick droplets glittering under studio lights.

“Nnnghhh!”

Her cries burst in tandem—

soaking his glasses beyond sight.

Still he drank deeper, unrelenting.

Sllllllrrrrppp…. Slluuuurp~!

“Haaaahhht! Haaaahhnng…! Hahht…! Hnnnngh…….”

Lap. Lick. Lick. Lick.

“Sllurp… Baldy… smells awful… Sllrp. Slrp. Sllp. Nngh……. Ungnh….”

She inhaled his stench while their tongues tangled wetly.

Sllllllrrrp. Slluurp….

“Nngghh……. Nngh… Four-eyed freak…… there…… Nngh… Sllrrrp. Sluuup. Hngahh…! Yes right… there…!”

Lick. Lick. Lick. Lick.

“Pervert… Quit teasing… hahhhht! And get… deeper… Nnngh. Inside… Deeper…!”

“Nngh… As you command. Hnnnp!”

“Hhaaaaht! Nnnnngh…! Nn. Nn. Nghhh… There… Ugh….”

Squelch. Squelch. Splooorch….

Her pussy gushed like an open faucet.

Thighs gleaming under studio lights, slick as oil.

A single drop rolled down her knee—

Eunchae’s…… sacred nectar.

The taste I’ll never know.

No fan ever had. None ever will.

Yuck. Lick. Lick….

Baek Pansu coated her folds with his tongue shamelessly.

Slluurrp! Sllrp! Sllrp!

Their mingled fluids indistinguishable now.

Eunchae’s glistening slit had fully morphed into a sopping wet mess.

Every flick of his tongue made her spasm hard.

“Nnnnngh…! Hnngh…! Ughhhnk!”

The proud, fierce Eunchae who—

“Manager? Are we done yet?”

—always spoke bluntly yet—

“Tch. Fuck this. These damn bastards.”

—remained the consummate idol—

“I’m ’s main vocalist, Eunchae☆ Please enjoy my performance today☆”

—was now dripping uncontrollably from middle-aged tongues.

Her moans crescendoed.

“Nnnnnghht! Hnnngh! Nnnghh…! Hahh! Hahh!”

Pssshhh! Psshhzz!

Her pussy sprayed endlessly.

That taste I crave—

I flicked my own tongue at empty air.

…Nothing.

*Pat pat pat pat pat.*

No sensation reached me.

“Nnnngh! Nnnghhh! Sllrppp… Haaaht! Haaaahn! Haahnng! Haaaahnk!”

When Director Bura finally broke their kiss, Eunchae screamed like mad.

Sllllllluuurrrrp! Slluurp! Slluuup! Sllp!

Baek Pansu’s face mashed into her folds erratically.

She clung to his hair but couldn’t stop him.

“Haaahhht! Yes! Th-there! Th…ere! Nngh! L-lick it… Nghh! Hnnk! Eunchae’s… pussy… Feels sooo… Sooo good… Haaaahhnk! Eunchae’s cum-cumming… cumming again… Haaaaaaaaahnk~!!”

Ah. Again.

Psshhhhzz! Psshht! Pffffft!

Her torrent exploded multiple times, splattering past Baek Pansu’s back.

*Tap tap tap tap. Tap. Squelch.*

My own pathetic spurt barely stained the blanket.

Not even a drop hit the floor.

“Nnnnngh~! Nnngh!”

The studio floor grew soaked beyond repair as Eunchae kept spraying.

Baek Pansu caught every drop with his gaping mouth.

“Khghghgh! Eunchae Mama…! Me too!”

Director Bura scrambled beneath her legs like a starving chick.

Pssshht!

Her nectar splashed straight into his throat.

“Hnnghht! Nngh… Hngh… Haaah…….”

After that sinful flood, Eunchae panted heavily down at them.

Her lips moved silently—

Words lost to distance beneath reverent gulps.

“……Really? Then… …make it good…”