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Chapter 240 - Relentless Attack on the Backdoor and Cock


From behind, Hayoung's fingers worked relentlessly in his ass.

From the front, Seoyoung pressed her firm body against him, rubbing her slick skin against his cock and balls.



Who could endure both at once?



"Uh—fuck—I think I'm gonna cum..."

With her fingers fully buried in his hole, Minseo's hips jerked as the maddening stimulation hit his prostate.



Squelch. Squelch.



"Your face drives me crazy, Minseo."

Seoyoung pressed her breasts against his chest and ground her lower belly lewdly against his cock.



Caught between overwhelming pleasure and relentless torment, Minseo was completely at their mercy—Hayoung and Seoyoung taking him apart piece by piece.

"Is it that good?"

Hayoung used her whole body to stimulate his thighs and back while her middle finger toyed with his prostate—gentle but insistent.

"Heu-euk—! Heo-eok—!"

His breaths grew ragged as he was sandwiched between their bodies. Then his whole body shuddered as he came.

Rope after rope of cum shot from his cock, pressed hard against Seoyoung's stomach, splattering all the way up to her navel and breasts.



"Your face when you cum is so cute."

Seoyoung hugged him tighter, laughing at how adorable he looked. Maybe because his ass hadn't been played with in a while, he came more than usual—endless spurts.

Heo-eok—! Heo-eo-eok—!

Completely drained, Minseo sagged against Hayoung, his body trembling with aftershocks.

Drip. Drip.

Seoyoung's stomach, navel, and breasts were covered in his cum, mixed with the slick body wash.



"Did it feel that good, our Minseo?"

Hayoung stroked his hair from behind, smiling.



"Eung... I'm spent... Let's wash up and get out..."

He'd lost count of how many times he'd come today. Dizzy and weak, he tried to stand—but something was wrong.



"Minseo. I haven't even touched your dick yet."

Hayoung grabbed his shoulder, stopping him. Her words sent a chill down his spine.



"Noona... what do you mean..."



"If Seoyoung and I switch places and go another round, that would be fair, right? Don't you think so, Seoyoung?"



"Eonni's right."

Seoyoung nodded with a wicked smile. On one thing they always agreed: tormenting Minseo.



His face fell.



"Wait... I really can't..."



"Even when you say that, you're already getting hard."

Hayoung moved to his front, Seoyoung to his back.



"Now~"



"His ass is so soft~"



They pressed against him from both sides, and the sticky play began again.

Squelch. Squelch.



Seoyoung's hands kneaded his buttocks while Hayoung's breasts pressed against his chest. Once again, their bodies slid against his, slick with body wash.



"Heu-ah—!"

Sandwiched between them, Minseo was helpless, caught between their gentle caresses and rough rubbing, drowning in pleasure.



Squelch. Squelch.



Seoyoung used her ring and middle fingers to massage and tease his prostate without mercy. His cock was fully hard again, and he couldn't stop moaning.



"You're going crazy from this, aren't you?"

She watched his melting expression, enjoying every second. Her fingers were rougher than Hayoung's, more intense—and they completely overwhelmed him, making him leak pre-cum uncontrollably.



Squelch. Squelch.



Hayoung used her breasts to rub against his nipples, stomach, pubic bone, and cock. The incredible softness made his thighs tremble as she toyed with him.



"How about this? Going crazy yet?"

She pressed his cock between her cleavage and started moving slowly. The deeper paizuri made his hips buck wildly.



"Stop... Heu-geut—! Heu-eu-euk—!!"

With his legs spread wide like a frog, his ass relentlessly stabbed by Seoyoung, his cock buried in Hayoung's breasts—Minseo lost his mind from the relentless pleasure. He thrashed, trying to escape the overwhelming sensation building inside him, but—



"You need to feel every bit of what we're giving you. Where do you think you're going?"

Seoyoung locked her legs around his thighs and pinned his arms.



"Heu-geu-euk—!! Heu-eu-euk—!!"

Completely restrained, Minseo had no choice but to accept the pleasure flooding through his ass, his cock, his entire body.



"Stop it—heu-eu-euk—!"

Tears streamed down his face as he was devoured by Seoyoung and Hayoung.



Hayoung and Seoyoung continued their assault for a long time.



Deep kiss marks bloomed on Minseo's chest, thighs, and neck. One shot of his cum hit Hayoung's cleavage; another landed in her mouth. His violated ass gaped open, leaking body wash obscenely.



Only after Minseo, completely limp in Seoyoung's arms, broke down in tears did it finally end. They hadn't actually fucked, but his ass and cock had been tormented so thoroughly that he could only pant pitifully.



With a few gentle kisses from Hayoung and Seoyoung, Minseo was finally allowed to leave the bathroom.



*



"How... three hours in the bathroom..."

Minseo lay on the sofa like a corpse, muttering blankly. His waist still twitched slightly, and his legs were so weak he could barely walk.



"Beasts..."

He saw Seoyoung and Hayoung humming as they set up food on the table. He tried to curse under his breath, but—



"Minseo, say that again and I'll show you what a real beast is."

Hayoung's ears were sharp. She glared at him with a terrifying smile.



"S-sorry. Just joking, noona..."

Goosebumps ran down his back. He forced an awkward smile.



"Come to the table. Let's eat jokbal."

Hayoung and Seoyoung had prepared jokbal and beer for a late-night snack. The table held tender jokbal and bright red spicy jokbal, both looking delicious.



"Wow..."

Hungry from the long, rough lewd acts, Minseo smelled the food and was drawn to the table like a moth to a flame—on trembling legs.



"Well, it's been a while since the three of us had a drink! You know this is a secret from the other executives, right? Cheers~"

Seoyoung winked and raised her cold beer can.



"Cheers!"



"Cheers~"



They clinked and chugged without pause. The lewd acts had drained all their energy, not just Minseo's.



They downed half their cans in one go and grabbed some jokbal, keeping the mood light.



"By the way, Minseo," Hayoung said, "are you going through a growth spurt? I feel like your dick has gotten bigger."



"Pfft—!!"

Minseo sprayed beer everywhere.



"Ah... noona... I told you not to joke around..."

He wiped up the mess with a tissue, coughing.



"It's not a joke. Hehe."

Hayoung laughed, clearly enjoying his reaction.



They mixed lewd talk with everyday stories, drinking as they went. Time passed.



Maybe because the lewd acts had been so rough, Minseo passed out right after his second beer.



"I'll put Minseo to bed and come back."

Seoyoung lifted the sleeping Minseo—his head had been buried on the table—and princess-carried him into the bedroom. She laid him down comfortably.



"Uung..."

He talked in his sleep, sound asleep.



"He's so fucking cute."

Seoyoung looked down at him, smiling contentedly.



"Time really flew."

Minseo had gone from being a colleague, to a sex slave, and back to a colleague. So many changes. In fact, he was in an ambiguous position now—not quite a sex slave, but he engaged in lewd acts with the female executives every day, sometimes coerced. Like today. And he was also an executive, managing a district for the mafia.



"In a way, Minseo's the busiest. Works during the day, fucks at night."

Seoyoung thought she should lighten his workload. She pressed her lips to his.

Mwah.



"Sleep well. See you next time, Minseo."

With that, she left the bedroom.



"Did you put him to bed?"



"Yeah."

Hayoung asked while drinking her beer, and Seoyoung answered. Now only the two of them remained at the table, and an awkward mood settled between them. They were both thinking about the same thing—the fight they'd almost had earlier. They were both trying to figure out how to bring it up.



Hayoung spoke first.



"Seoyoung, about earlier..."



But at the same time, Seoyoung opened her mouth.



"Eonni, about earlier..."



Their words overlapped. They could see in each other's eyes what they wanted to say.



"Pfft—"



"That's so embarrassing."



They laughed together, the tension breaking.



"Sorry about earlier."



"Me too. Sorry."