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Chapter 95 - Chapter 95: Period

[Bonus Chapter]

"Okay…"

Juha pauses, scribbling comments into the notebook.

'Rip the tanned chick's tits off lol'

Uh…

Starting off rough.

Most comments are probably like this.

"Hah."

Feeling awkward as fuck.

Did she pause at "tanned chick" or "rip the tits off"? Suddenly curious…

'tanned chick, make her pussy flood please'

Yo, guys.

I'm not the channel star, they are, fuck! Get it together!

'Cum! And do other shit too'

Why do I feel like my life's in danger?

Juha sighs heavily, scratching away at the notebook.

Typing this on a computer would be faster…

'Big-tit chick, do some mommy play plz'

This one's almost normal.

Juha picks comments with decent payouts.

"Guys' tastes are fucking wild," Yoo In-ha says, leaning her head back.

Then don't do this shit!

You knew this place was full of these types!

Honestly, seeing all these comments together is kinda dizzying…

'Start with light cosplay'

'Real delinquents?'

Shockingly, yeah, real delinquents.

They might not know, but some probably suspect. Fuck.

Looking at it, most comments are about Juha.

Some lump Juha and Yoo In-ha together, but plenty specifically call out the "tanned chick."

Or the "big-tit chick"…

"…"

Yoo In-ha looks a bit down.

Guess not many are asking for her.

Feeling bummed about *that* is kinda weird, but…

'Just let the guy take the lead.

All the vids feel like the girls plan and shoot everything -_-'

Nailed it!

Shockingly accurate, fuck.

Rest are similar—change locations, switch up the play, etc.

Tons of "wreck me" comments too.

Why are you guys like this? This ain't acting, it's real, fuck.

"All done."

Juha's sorted the big ones, skipping duplicates.

Writing all this out is legendary effort.

Is there a point, though? No clue how to film this shit.

Will Juha even do all this?

"How do we do all this?"

Yeah, for real.

But maybe just sprinkle some in per video?

No idea how to pull it off…

"Do it when inspiration hits?"

Honestly, like the comments said, unless *I* take the lead, it's not happening.

Juha's tit-ripping shit… how do I even, fuck?

Her allowing it is funny, though.

"Cosplay's doable, right?"

Maybe. No clue how much costumes cost.

Sudden creepy thought—hope they don't make *me* wear weird shit. Cold sweat…

"Porn expert, you'd know best. Think it over."

Why am I the expert, fuck?

Okay, maybe more than them, but still.

'Hiss.'

What do I do with this?

It's not *that* hard. Just gotta brace for a beating…

Juha and Yoo In-ha have softened a bit lately.

Filming so much has dulled the resistance to this stuff.

Maybe sneak in some tries? I'm kinda a pro at taking hits now.

"Ugh."

Juha leans back on the couch.

Sorting comments ate up all our time.

Took a break, then talked about how and where to film.

Got serious, kinda awkward. It's their lifeline, after all.

"Tired."

Same.

Just reading comments drained me.

"Haaam."

Yoo In-ha stretches, flopping on the floor.

Getting hotter, so we're tiring out fast.

"Bath time?"

Yoo In-ha mutters.

Fuck, you guys shower so much, the water bill's insane.

Why do you take *forever*?

"Yo, Lee Joonhyung, fill the tub."

Drain's always clogged, and I'm always unclogging it… ugh.

What can I do? Just do it…

"Phew."

Sigh quietly, get up.

Hot water on full blast…

Then cool it to lukewarm.

Done this so much, I've memorized it, fuck.

"Ugh."

Turn on the water, sit at the dining table.

Juha and Yoo In-ha blink, glued to the TV.

It's kinda nice, though.

Breaks used to make me gloomy.

But this chaos keeps the depression away.

No money worries either.

Breaks used to mean stressing over food costs, but now I buy whatever.

Expensive fruit, no hesitation. Life's better, I guess.

"Yo, Lee Joonhyung, grab banana milk after my bath."

Banana milk?

I drank it all. The two left.

"Uh, none left."

"What? I left two."

I drank 'em.

Can't say it out loud.

They were expiring soon, so I chugged 'em…

"What? Juha, you drink 'em?"

"Didn't touch 'em."

Yoo In-ha's glare turns to me.

S-Save me.

"I drank—"

"Hah—"

Her face screams pissed.

You ate all my Shine Muscat, fuck!

"Whatever, fine.

Get the sikhye cans out."

Fucked.

Chugged those gaming, throat dry…

Her eyes narrow at my silence, face turning mean.

"Tell me you didn't drink 'em, fucker."

"I-I'll buy more now."

"Buy a truck of milk, fuck."

Label your shit, damn…

Labeling's dumb, but still.

Pout, slip on shoes.

"Lee Joonhyung, cola and Welch's for me."

"Uh…"

When does this errand boy life end?

---

*Ding.*

Hehe.

Bought more Shine Muscat on the way.

Can't help it, so good, fuck! Cheap and sweet.

"Why so much?"

"Just… happened."

Living this good 'cause of Juha, huh?

Kinda messed up to think about.

Life enriched by my delinquent overlord… this right?

'Food trucks aren't the vibe anymore.

That's old school.'

'So what's hot now?'

'Ta-da! Food truck meets camper! Food campers are the trend.'

'Whoa, cool!'

What're they watching now?

Always on this stuff lately.

'Food trucks are such a hassle.

Can't sit, can't lie down.

Need a break, but no chance.

But check this interior space!'

"Whoa."

Juha gasps.

Hmm… looks cool.

Food truck plus camper. Two birds, one stone.

But, fuck, buy it and you're a sucker—depreciation's a killer.

'Twinkle twinkle.'

Juha's eyes sparkle.

Usually so chill, but she's hooked on weird shit.

'Rest space is limited, right?'

'Yup.'

'This is it. Our caravan!

Tow it, and it's heaven.'

'Wow!'

Just waiting for a sucker.

And that sucker's right next to me.

"How much?"

"50 million. Used ones are cheaper."

Used, maybe 20 million?

Sounds okay…

If we can afford it.

Save hard, maybe we could.

*Splash splash.*

Yoo In-ha's washing in the bathroom.

Small tub, but she uses it fine.

Fits her and Juha's height? My leg's fucked, so I barely use it.

*Shhh.*

Wash the Shine Muscat carefully.

Maybe watch TV or game after.

Weirdly, being with them makes me relax.

Two-month break helps too—used to be just one!

"Me too."

Juha grabs Shine Muscat, eating sprawled out.

That's how you eat? Whatever…

*Nom nom.*

Soft chewing sounds spread.

Occasional bathroom splashes.

Peaceful.

This is heaven. *This* is the real porn.

"…"

Juha glances back from the TV.

What?

Our eyes meet, then she turns away.

Uh…

Kinda like a signal.

Can't help but stare at her back.

Lately, when her period's near, she gives me *looks*.

I feel it too. Been doing this a lot, so it's stronger now…

"Shoot a quick one?"

Juha mutters softly.

Honestly, lately, filming's just an excuse to hook up.

Happens when her cycle's close.

My heart's pounding, knowing it's coming.

Her curved, slightly spread hips catch my eye.

Yoo In-ha's still washing, got time.

Not showering right after's kinda gross, but… thinking of her holding it in gets me going.

The dirtiness makes it hotter.

"Hang on…"

Condom and lube…

Wait, no, mixed her up with Yoo In-ha.

*Fumble fumble.*

On tiptoes, I turn on the cameras one by one.

Juha stays sprawled, wiggling her feet.

*Splash splash.*

Yoo In-ha's washing sounds again.

Weirdly more nervous. Snuck a couple with her around, but still not used to it.

Ugh.

Fidget with my dick, sit behind Juha slow.

Her thighs peek out under short shorts, soft and full.

Wasn't planning this today, but…

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