Joint Effort

Jihyo stretched her arms above her head, rolling her head around with a slight smile on her face. “Are you ready yet? We need to get off to a good start.”

“Ready,” Momo responded, jumping onto her feet. Jihyo turned around to look at her friend and partner for the event.

Jihyo’s face went flat. “Hmm, that’s not really much of a school uniform, Momo.”

Momo looked over Jihyo’s outfit, then her own. While the designs were very similar, the colors were not. While Jihyo looked normal, Momo had gone for red and blue. “I think it looks fine. What’s wrong with it?” Momo asked with a slight pout as she turned in place, looking at her outfit.

Jihyo sighed, “Never mind. We need to get going,” Jihyo paused for a second, “Wait. I have a couple of small changes I want to make.” Momo tilted her head, wondering what the experienced worker wanted to change. Jihyo reached for the older woman’s skirt, raising it slightly, her brows furrowing as she made the smallest of adjustments to its position. Jihyo walked around Momo, looking at her work. Though she hadn’t raised it all that much, it was enough to reveal Momo’s ass. The plump piece of flesh was a sight to behold now. “That’s good. Now just hold still a little.” Jihyo finished her circle around Momo, coming face to face with her friend. Jihyo undid the buttons on her vest and shirt, leaving only the very bottom ones together; Now the valley between her full mounds was visible. “There, perfect,” Jihyo said, full of satisfaction. The young woman made the same changes to her outfit. “Let’s go!” Jihyo shouted, raising her hand as she and Momo made their way out, passing some of the other workers.

The pair held hands as they made their way to their room for the night. “I got us one of the street rooms by the entrance tonight. Considering no one can book us for the next month, we have to put on a show.” Momo nodded along.

The annual partner competition that Tinkerbell held was simple enough. For the next month, no one would be able to book participating workers, and pairings would rotate who got to be in the street rooms to keep things fair. In addition, everyone would work the same hours. This was explained to the groups at a meeting prior to the event. Jihyo knew all this, but she also knew that those in the rooms by the entrance often got more customers. During her time at Tinkerbell, Jihyo had learned these tips from the working ladies. Now, as one of the more experienced workers, she had all the tips and tricks to win. The prize was a paid vacation. The company would send her wherever she wanted and pay her for the time off. That’s why Jihyo had to make sure everything was absolutely perfect.

“Let’s do our best!” Jihyo cheered as the pair entered their room. When the building officially opened, Jihyo was quick to flick the button that allowed streetside viewers to look inward. Jihyo walked toward the glass and blew a kiss to the crowd, bending down so they could get a good look at her cleavage. Momo walked up behind the younger woman. She wrapped her arm around Jihyo’s arm, turning the experienced worker’s head toward her before planting her lips on Jihyo’s. Jihyo played into it, running her hand down to Momo’s skirt and raising it more, giving their audience a good look at the older woman’s ass.

Soon enough, a call came from the front, and they had their first customer. The women made a show of their time with him, making sure they made others want the same treatment. You were one of the viewers who wanted the same treatment. You went inside and asked for the women. In response, you were told there were a few others ahead of you, but you could wait. Or you could choose someone else. You were set on those women, however, so you decided to wait. The staff member gave you a slight nod and led you to a waiting room. You stayed in the waiting room for hours, waiting for your turn. You played on your phone, wondering how much longer it would be. At this rate, the place would go before you got your chance with them. You huff, knowing it was no use to complain. The option was there for you to choose another pairing or even someone not participating. “How long have you been waiting?” You turn your head to the voice and see a slightly rotund man walking toward an empty seat. You look around, noticing you are the only one here.

“A couple of hours,” you say with a sigh. You weren’t exactly looking to talk to people here.

The man furrows his brows and leans forward in his seat, “Why’s that?”

“Hm, oh, I chose two of the girls up front, but they already had a couple of people waiting.”

“Were you given options to choose someone else?”

“Yeah, the staff mentioned the wait and offered other options, but I chose to wait.”

“Ah, alright then.” The man sat back, seemingly relaxing. Something didn’t strike you as quite right. Something about the man told you there was more to him than just being a customer.

“Why do you ask?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I just have to make sure everything runs smoothly.” You’re about to ask more questions when another man comes into the waiting room. One puffed out a short breath as he looked at the chubby man. He insults the man once the staff member has left, making insulting guesses as to why he would be here.

“C’mon, just leave him alone,” You interject. Before you can continue, the man is called to the front. You look disgusted as he walks away. “Can you believe that? Not even a minute, and he just comes in full of insults. Asshole.”

The chubby man laughs, “I don’t mind it at all.”

“Still,”

You’re cut off. “No, no. It’s perfectly fine, don’t get yourself worked up. I do appreciate you standing up for me, though. You seem to have a good head on your shoulders, young man.” The man rubbed his chin for a second, lost in thought. “We’ll see if I can trust you,” he whispers to himself.

“What was that?”

“Ah, well, I have a special offer for you. See, I’m actually the owner of Tinkerbell.” The man reaches over and shakes your hand. “Let me show you something. Follow me and don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get your time with the ladies.” The man stands up and begins to walk to the front lobby. You mull over following him for a brief second before going along. He heads toward the stairs, stopping for a second. “Jinsoo, I’m heading downstairs. Make sure to save so as not to skip over the young man here. Hold the line if you have to, we’ll be back in a moment.” The staff member nods, and the owner begins to descend the stairway.

“So you’ve seen the top of Tinkerbell: the few floors and such. Now let me ask you a question. Do you think this type of work is hard?”

It doesn’t take you much to think of an answer: “Yeah, I’d assume it’d be pretty hard. Sex and all that would probably be killer on the body and head.”

“Ah, you get it. I try to be as fair as possible. Ensure that spirits are high and that anyone who wants to be here can be. If someone doesn’t, they can go free. I won’t try to hold them here. It’s a bit of a secret, but I even support whatever career they choose to go into after.” The man pauses, “Now, here’s the problem. I mean, besides all these stairs,” he says with a laugh. It was obvious enough that she was running out of breath. “I wish I had taken the elevator.” He begins moving again, wiping the sweat off his brow. “Here’s the problem. Some women lose themselves to all this. It becomes all they can think about. Sex, I mean. Sometimes they meet someone who breaks them, sometimes they just have too much fun with the freedom provided by sex. The point is, we can’t really have them at Tinkerbell, it creates a mess. But, I can’t just let them go either, it would be irresponsible. In my mind, at least.”

“Right, right. Sounds like you’re going to say you keep them down here.” You imagine that’s where he was headed with all this, as hard as it was to believe.

“Correct, I invite them to come down here and still pay them. They get to fill their desires and go home when they want, and they come in when they want.” The man says, raising his hand. “We have arrived. Behind this door are quite a few women who are nymphomaniacs. Absolutely craving sex at all times.” The declaration takes you aback. You almost don’t want to go in, but your curiosity about whether he’s telling the truth lingers. “We’ll just pass through,” he says. “See, I trust a few people to come in and help relieve these women. The women tend to be a little more…extreme. Seeing as you have a good head on your shoulders, I think you would not do them harm. Well, anything that they wouldn’t want.” The owner opens the doors. “It’s a bit of a waste, too. I also wanted to make this space a themed playspace.”

You understood what he meant. The place looked like it was designed to resemble an old dungeon, with tiles made to resemble old bricks laid out everywhere. That wasn’t what you noticed first, though; it was the sound. The moment those doors opened, moans were all you could hear. The soft lighting of the space made it difficult to see for a second, but once your eyes adjusted, you saw it all. Dozens of women having sex, some being gangbanged, others tied up and whipped, begging for more. Some who were serving the same man turned their heads. “Sir! You both turn your heads to see a woman rush toward the two of you. “Are you here to play?” She asks, hands clasped by her slit. You scan her quickly, the front of her body was slick, covered in a mixture of cum and saliva that dripped from her chin down between her breasts and over her belly.

“No, Yuna. I’m just passing by.” The young woman pouts at his answer. “Maybe this young man will play with you sometime. I’m just showing him around.” Yuna’s eyes switch over to you. You can see the hunger and lust in her eyes. She unclasps her hands, rubbing her slit with one.

“Hmm, okay. I’m always ready to play.” She says, lowering her voice. “But you have to come back, too,” Yuna says, her eyes darting back to the owner. “I need more than one in me,” she says, pouting.

“Yes, yes, I know. Now go on and find someone to play with. I have to go.” Yuna gives a sad nod and walks back to the group she came from. She sways her hips, hoping to entice the two of you into joining. “As I was saying. I trust you can take care of these girls. Some of them anyway. As you can see, we already have a few helpers. You wouldn’t need to pay anything, just come in and show them this card.” The owner shows you a silver and green card, handing it to you. “So would you like to help out?”

You think about it for a moment as you walk across the floor, exiting on the other side. “I guess I have nothing to lose.”

“Wonderful. Keep that card. You show it to the staff and you’ll be let down here. Now, hopefully, we haven’t kept your girls up there waiting. Let’s take the elevator.” The two of you zip back to the ground floor. As you step out, the owner grabs your hand and shakes it before leaving the building. You walk back to the front, where you’re told it’s your turn. You rush out to their room, your mind full of thoughts about what you saw below. You catch your breath before knocking on the door.

The door swings open, Jihyo leaning against it while Momo hugs her from behind. “I hope you’re ready.” Jihyo moans softly. Upon further inspection, you notice Momo’s hand under Jihyo’s skirt. You see a lot more now that you’re taking a good look at Jihyo, her ruffled uniform, her slick and glistening chest. Jihyo grabs your shirt and pulls you in, “Do you mind having a crowd watch?”

“Not at all.”

“Great,” Jihyo says with a smile. “Let’s get you ready first. Momo?” Momo locks eyes with the younger woman before looking your way. She takes your hand, leading you to the bed.

“Oh, you already have something nice and big ready for us.” Momo giggles as she looks at your bulge. Momo pulls your pants down, letting your underwear be the final barrier. She licks her lips and gets close to your bulge as she pulls the cloth down. Momo smiles as your cock springs free and smacks her face. The young woman sticks her tongue out, dragging it along your shaft. Momo wraps her lips around the head. She swirls her tongue, moaning lightly as she gently sucks on your cock, her lips hollowing.

“Let me help, too,” Jihyo says, flicking the switch to allow people to watch. She waved to the small crowd still watching before climbing onto the bed. She flipped Momo’s skirt, allowing the crowd to gawk at her plump ass. Jihyo makes sure the crowd gets to look at hers, too. The young woman smiles and moves closer to your cock, lapping at the shaft while her hand cups your balls. “Oh, these are nice and heavy. Do you have a lot of cum saved up for us?” Jihyo says teasingly before lowering her head and sucking on them.

You groan, pleasure overcoming you as their skilled mouths work you over. Momo’s throat contracts around you as she bobs her head, taking you into the back of her throat. Jihyo’s tongue swirls around your balls, increasing the pleasure. You weren’t going to last long under their ministrations. “Let’s switch,” Jihyo moans.

“Mm, alright,” Momo says, before bobbing her head a few more times, saliva coating her lips as she kisses the tip and moves to your balls. Jihyo stares at your slick cock and grabs it, slapping her cheeks with it.

The young woman covers her face in saliva and precum, “It’s so dirty already. It’s throbbing already, too.” Jihyo sticks her tongue out and slowly drags it along the tip. “It’s salty,” she groans, licking her lips. Jihyo moves up for a moment, “When you cum, push my head down. I want to choke on your cock,” The devilish smile Jihyo gave you would’ve killed you under any other circumstance. You felt her lips wrap around your cock, the gentle suction as she bobbed her head felt heavenly. You grabbed the bedsheets, moaning as your cock began to throb in her mouth. Jihyo only had to bob her head a few more times before you were about to cum. You grabbed Jihyo’s head, pushing her down like she asked. You heard her gag on your cock as you came. Your cum shot into the back of her mouth, filling her throat before it began flooding her mouth. Jihyo drank the salty liquid up before saving what she could when she felt your cock slowing down.

The edges of Jihyo’s lips curled as she pulled away from your cock. She tapped Momo’s shoulder, the older woman knew what was coming and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. Jihyo held Momo in place and opened her mouth, letting your cum drip from her tongue to the older woman’s. Momo moaned as she tasted the salty liquid. Once Jihyo ran out, she pulled Momo into a kiss, their lips crashing against each other. Momo pulled Jihyo’s clothes, releasing the younger woman’s heavy tits from their confines.

The sight of the women making out got you hard again, just as they wanted. Jihyo breaks the kiss, glancing over at you before looking back at Momo. “Who should go first?”

“You got to go first last time.”

“Alright, alright.” Jihyo gave Momo a quick slap on the ass—a giddyup for the older woman to get started. Momo smirked and climbed onto your lap. She grabbed your cock and leaned forward, showing you the valley between her tits. “You should show them to him, too,” Jihyo told the older woman, reaching over and pulling her shirt open, revealing her tits to you.

Momo smiled at you and rubbed the head of your cock against her wet folds. “You’re going to split me open with this thing.” Momo cooed. The young woman leaned back, taking your cock inside herself. You groan, the heat coming from her core was incredible. Your cock slipped deep into Momo, her walls stretching around your thick shaft. “Oh, fuck,” Momo cried out, smiling from the feeling. Momo lifted herself a few inches up before dropping herself back on your cock. You both moan loudly. You watch as her heavy tits bounce, her hard nipple swinging as Momo bounces on your cock again. The older woman begins to bounce on your cock, moaning as she enjoys the way you fill her cunt.

While Momo bounced on your cock Jihyo played support. She got behind the older woman and grabbed at her breasts, squeezing the firm mounds as they shook. “Do you like what you see? These big beauties just love being teased.” Jihyo pinched Momo’s nipples between her thumb and index finger. Jihyo pulled the taut, making the older woman moan loudly as she moved along your shaft. “Do you hear that? She’s feeling really good. Isn’t that right, Momo?”

Momo nods her head quickly, “It feels so good. I-I want more.” Momo rocked back and forth on your cock. She craned her neck back, moaning. You reach for Momo’s waist, holding her close as you begin to thrust into her. “Fuck, that’s it, give me that cock.” Jihyo let go of the older woman’s breasts, her hands immediately replaced by Momo’s. The older woman pinched and twisted her nipples, keeping the pleasure at an all-time high. Jihyo moved to your side, raising your head and placing it on her lap. “That’s it, keep fucking her. Look at Momo,” Jihyo says in a soft voice. She rubs your chest as you follow her orders. You stare at Momo watching as she pleasures herself while your cock stretches her wide open. “She’s in love with your cock right now, but you know what she also loves? Being spanked. Momo, turn around and show him your ass.”

Momo turns herself around and begins bouncing on your cock again. With her skirt so high, you stare at her plump ass, it’s already red and has handprints all over it. “See, she just loves it. Go ahead and give her a nice rough smack.” You bring your hand down on Momo’s soft ass, watching the flesh ripple. Momo whines from the hit and begs for more, her voice straining from the constant moans. You smack Momo’s ass time and time again as she bounces on your cock. Her walls constrict around you with every smack. Momo begins to babble, unable to form words as she nears her climax. Her tongue hangs out of her mouth, and her eyes are glazed over. It was a beautifully erotic sight to the people watching the act from the street. Momo’s face and her sweaty tits bouncing wildly made them all want a piece.