Tiebreaker

The next day, you woke up beside Eunha. You turn onto your side, watching her sleeping form as she turns to face you. Last night, you had gotten home and crashed on your bed before Eunha had even arrived. You continue to watch her for a few more moments before slowly raising your arm and cupping her cheek. It was soft and squishy, making you smile. You pull back your arm as she yawns and opens her eyes. “Good morning,” she mumbles before stretching her arms toward you. “I want a hug.” You move closer, letting her wrap her arms around you.

“Good morning, Eunha. About last night…”

“Did you enjoy it? Umji told me all about it.” She kisses your cheek, her soft lips lingering on your skin for just a second before she pulls back. “So? Did you?”

“I-uh, Eunha, why did you let her?”

“She said she wanted to repay you for helping her out earlier, and I suggested it. Guys like sex, right?” Eunha gives you an innocent smile, seeing nothing wrong with the situation.

“Yeah, but I’m dating you. I just think it was…” You trail off, unsure how to continue.

“I know we’re dating,” Eunha says before giving you a kiss. “SinB is also my best friend. I know she’s not going to take you away from me.” Eunha buries her head in your chest, moving from side to side as she rubs against you. “Besides, it’s not like I’d like just have anyone have sex with you. You’re my boyfriend, after all. Now, did you enjoy it?”

You sigh, “Yeah, I enjoyed it.”

Eunha giggles, “I’m glad. I hope you know you have to make it up to me now. I want to have some fun, too.”

“Of course,” You say, moving your hands down her back until you reach her ass.

“Not now. We have class soon.”

“Can’t we just skip for the day?” Eunha fills her cheeks with air and furrows her brow, giving you her angry face. “Okay, okay, we’ll go to class.” Eunha squishes your cheek between her thumb and index finger before getting up. Her oversized T-shirt gave her a shapeless form; it hid her curvy body from you. You continue to watch her as she gets it over her head, leaving her in just her panties. Eunha felt something watching her and turned around to see you staring at her. A slight blush crossed her face before she threw her shirt at you.

“Stop staring; we have to get ready,” Eunha said, covering her chest and denying you a look at her perfect mounds. You sit up and turn your back to her, grabbing your clothes and getting ready for the day. Once you were prepared, you turned back to Eunha, looking her up and down.

“Aren’t you going to get cold?” You ask, pointing to her bare legs. Eunha’s outfit consisted of a white T-shirt, an oversized wool coat, a short skirt, and boots.

Eunha looks down at her outfit before returning her gaze to you. “I’ll be fine.” Eunha presses her thighs together; they jiggle slightly as they come unstuck. “If my legs get cold, you’ll warm them up, right?” You huff and agree. She gives you a toothy smile before turning to the mirror in the room and making some last-minute adjustments. You come up behind her and wrap your arms around Eunha. She can’t help but have a massive grin on her face. Her small hands tapped your arms; they were cold and sent a shiver down your spine. Eunha noticed your reaction and reached up, poking your cheek with her cold finger. You pull away from her; Eunha spins around, still pointing her finger at you, and begins to follow you. “It’s not that cold!” She shouts as she chases you around the room.

“It is that cold!” You yell back as you roll over your bed to get to the other side. Eunha leaps in an attempt to get you, but ends up halfway on the bed. You laugh at her as she remains lying on the bed face down. You reach over and poke her cheek. “You can wear my gloves. Now, come on, you said we have to get to class.”

Eunha raises herself onto her arms and stares at you, pouting. You just think about how cute she is and use your pointer fingers to force a smile on her. The situation is too silly for Eunha, and she breaks into a genuine smile. Kissing Eunha’s forehead, you grab her bag and wait by the door. Eunha pops up from bed and hurries to your side, holding her bag as you go out the door.

“So what’s on the menu today? What class are we going to go to?”

“I can’t remember. I wrote it on this piece of paper, but it got all smudged.” Eunha replies as she pulls out a piece of paper from her bag. “At least I can read the building and room number.” The two of you continue to chat until you reach SinB’s home. She heads out the door, scratching her head as she yawns. She pauses when she sees you, giving you a look before grouping up with you. Eunha is the one to break the silence, “SinB, why the face? Are you too busy remembering last night?”

SinB turns her head away from you two, “As if, why would I want to remember having sex with him?”

Eunha has her usual playful smile as she pats SinB’s bottom, “Don’t say that; Umji told me all about how much you were enjoying it.” SinB’s face turned red; she struggled to believe that. She stammered, unable to get a word out, and instead walked faster, just ahead of you and Eunha.”Yah, don’t be so shy, SinB.” Eunha says teasingly as she catches up to her taller friend. You watch the two bicker as you make your way to the classroom, stopping only when you see Umji. Eunha noticed her, too, “UMJI!” She yells, waving her arm in the air. The young woman notices you all and nervously approaches. “Umji, SinB was having fun yesterday, right?”

Umji blushes and looks at the ground, embarrassed after being put on the spot. She gives a slight nod. “See! You were enjoying yourself. Was he that good that you’re embarrassed?” Eunha asked.

“I- Why don’t you just fuck him yourself?!” SinB retorts.

“That doesn’t help me at all! I already know he’s good. Umji. Be our tiebreaker.”

You jump into the conversation. “Hold on a second; this isn’t what the conversation is about. I don’t think we need to-”

“I’ll do it.” Umji interrupts. You do a double-take after hearing that.

“Yay! We have about a half an hour before class starts. I’m sure we can find a room for you two; let’s go. You try to argue why your thoughts don’t count, only to be rebuffed by Eunha saying they need to know. You look over at Umji, but she refuses to look at you for the moment; anytime you glance at her, her eyes shoot in the other direction. You look her over; Umji is a pretty girl with a great body. She wore a nice dress that revealed her shapely legs and thick thighs. She caught you staring at her and had a shy smile. Eunha pushes you to her side, “Don’t be shy, you two.” Your group walks around the building, looking for somewhere appropriate, when Eunha finds a classroom that won’t be in use today. “It’s perfect; here, you two go in, and we’ll wait outside.” Neither you nor Umji get a word in because Eunha pushes you inside the room. It was a science lab with large tables set up for groups to work on experiments.

Once inside, you stare at each other, unsure who should make the first move. It came down to Umji; she raised her dress. You got a good look at her panties; they were a red lacy pair. She was still nervous, looking at the ground, struggling with what to do next. She slowly raises her eyes, stopping momentarily when she notices your growing bulge. “C-can I touch it?” You nod and watch her step forward, her hand extending out. Umji’s hand rubs your bulge through your pants.

“Can I touch you?” Umji gives you a nod. You move your hand under her dress, moving along her smooth stomach until you reach her panties. As you move across her cunt you feel a small wet spot. Umji lets out a small whine as you touch her. Her breathing gets heavier. “Excuse me,” You say before capturing her lips. Your other hand moves one of the shoulder straps off her before you do the same with the other strap. Umji’s dress falls to the ground, revealing her matching underwear. Your hands wander her body, touching and squeezing her as they explore it. They find a home at her waist.

Umji moans lightly as you dig your hands into her waist. Her hands work to get your pants, initially struggling with your belt before managing to get it unbuckled. Once that’s done, she pulls your pants and underwear down as you plant another kiss on her. Umji finds your cock; she runs her fingers along your shaft before reaching the head, making you grunt. Her hand fully wraps around your cock; Umji takes her time, pumping your cock slowly as she watches your reaction. “Does this feel good?”

“It feels really good, Umji.” You moan. She was in full control for the moment. While she pleasured you, you decided to strip her further, unlatching her bra and tossing it onto one of the many tables. Umji’s tits were slightly bigger than SinB’s and topped with small nubs. Her nipples were hard; you raised your hand to them, pulling them lightly, eliciting a moan from her. Umji’s voice was beautiful; in a way, it was thick and smooth like honey. You were drawing close to your climax, and wanting to delay it, you moved your hands down to Umji’s ass, lifting her onto one of the tables. She continued to jerk you off her palm, rubbing against the head, being coated in your precum.

As you hook your fingers around Umji’s panties, she stops and lies back on the cold table. You pull them off slowly, dragging out the process as you get a look at her pussy. She had a landing strip of hair above her wet cunt. Umji’s lips were plump and glistened. You unconsciously inched closer to it, your tongue poking out between your lips as you kissed her folds. Umji ‘s body shudders as she feels your tongue move between her lips. “A-ah,” she moans. Umji has one hand on her breast, toying with her nipple as the other rests on your head. You drag your tongue along her lips again and spread her legs further apart. You spread her lips apart and look at the pretty pink color of her pussy before pushing your tongue inside her. Umji’s back arcs, and her hand grabs onto your hair. “It’s inside,” she whispers. Umji shuts her eyes as your tongue continues to invade her. Her senses focus on the pleasure, the feeling of your tongue pressing against her walls, and the slight pain she inflicts on herself as she pinches her nipples. Her core begins to tighten as her orgasm begins to come forward. Umji rocks her hips; her voice fills the room for a moment before she covers her mouth and muffles them.

You can taste her nectar on your tongue and figure with her actions; she was on the verge of cumming. You pull away, denying her for the moment. You take in Umji’s body again as you grab your cock and slide it between her lips. “Mmm, please, I want it. I’m so close.” You continue to slide between Umji’s lips, coating your cock in her nectar before you press the head against her entrance. You push in slowly, and Umji’s walls squeeze your cock as you move inside her. “Oh god,” Umji groans as she cranes her neck back.

“Fuck you’re tight.” You grunt. Moving your hands to her waist, you hold onto her tightly and pull her closer. Umji grips your arms as she feels your cock bury itself inside her. Umji wraps her legs around you, holding you in place. You lean in and kiss Umji before you begin thrusting. Your foreheads remain together as your thrusts find a steady pace. Umji shuts her eyes and moans your name as you take her; her legs lose their strength as she becomes overwhelmed. You move down her body, kissing Umji’s neck as you make your way to her breasts.

You use your tongue to flick her hardened nubs, and Umji’s moans become louder. She leans forward, her legs squishing your sides. As she whines, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” You feel her walls clamp down around you. Umji was getting too loud as she came; you covered her moans by kissing her again. You played with her tongue as you reached your climax. Unable to pull out because of her leg lock, you bury yourself inside her as you cum. Umji’s whine goes higher as she feels your cum pour into her. Umji wraps her arms around you, holding you to the kiss. You softly thrust, giving Umji every drop before you pull out. Umji rests on the table, covered in a thin layer of sweat as cum flows out of her cunt. Umji scoops some of it and brings it to her face, spreading her fingers and watching the sticky strands stretch between her fingers. She brings her fingers into her mouth, sucking on them as her other hand teases her clit.

The door to the room opens slowly, with Eunha entering while SinB stands guard. “It’s so nice to see you guys enjoy yourself.” She sees Umji on the floor with cum pouring out of her cunt. “Was it good, Umji?”

“Mhmm,” Umji hums as she nods her head. “It was great.”

“I was right, SinB!” She shouts. “Come on, we have class soon. Get dressed!” Eunha says, grabbing your clothes to help you get dressed. As she helps you, Eunha kisses your cheek. “I loved watching you have fun with Umji. I’ll have something special for you soon.”