The G-Spot Pays 1.5 Million

I crouched down in front of her crotch, knees bent, until my gaze was level with that soaked hole.

A faint scent of skin drifted into my nose, and with it the rich, overpowering smell of a virgin's arousal hit me all at once. A musky, faintly sweet female scent, briny and yet strangely saccharine. Just inhaling that obscene smell was enough to send my excitement soaring.

"Hands off."

My one cold command rang out, low and quiet.

The fingers she'd been covering her face with trembled. Her defiant little act was so cute I couldn't help but grin, then I layered the frost on thicker.

"I said, move them. How else am I supposed to get a proper look at what state you're in?"

"Ngh…!!"

She tried to resist, but the system's compulsion showed no mercy. Her fingers peeled away from her face, slow and reluctant.

A face wrecked by tears and sweat. Cheeks flushed so red with shame they looked ready to burst. Her eyes dropped lower.

The instant she saw her own drenched crotch, her pupils shook violently.

"You perverted bastard…! You son of a bitch…!!"

She hurled curses through a choked, sobbing voice and shot me a look of pure venom.

"Mouth's still alive, I see. Funny, considering your bottom half's dripping all over the floor."

With a snort of contempt, I pressed my palm flat against her bared flesh.

Swoosh—.

"Hnnggh…!!"

Her hot, damp mound swallowed my entire hand. At the same time her body jerked upward as if she'd been electrocuted. The flesh inside was already burning with heat, and the spot at its very center drank in my touch and oozed out sticky fluid in response.

I spread two fingers apart and peeled the soaked lips of her pussy open to either side.

Squelch—.

With a lewd, wet sound, the hidden pink folds within bloomed wide open. Just above the entrance, a small nub had swollen up and lifted its head. Her clit stood engorged under the fluorescent lights.

"N-no…! Don't touch—. Ngh!"

I ignored her scream with ease and bore down hard on that stiffly risen clit with my fingertip. Then I began to rub it in slow, circling motions.

"Haaaaang——!!!"

A piercing shriek tore out of her mouth. Her hips lurched forward, her spine bowing, and her back rattled against the convenience store's display shelf. A clit that had never once been touched properly was crushed beneath my fingertip. In that instant, I could feel the pleasure my fingers inflicted shooting straight through her body. The sensation raced up her spine and plunged into her brain in a single breath.

"Haang―!! S-stop, I hate it! It feels weird…! It feels weirddd!!!"

She clawed at her own hair, whipping her head back and forth. Tears poured down past her chin and her legs buckled, threatening to give out beneath her. My free hand caught her collapsing hip and pinned it firmly against the wall. Then I tensed my fingers and flicked that taut, swollen clit lightly with my nail.

Tick!

"Kyaaaaaaak———!!!!!"

Her body convulsed hard with the scream. From her spread-open entrance, a flood of juices gushed out and soaked my fingers to the knuckle.

"Tch."

Such a pathetic sight that laughter spilled out of me on its own.

"One little rub and you're gushing everywhere. What are you, a total slut?"

"N-no!! I'm not…!! Hic! Sob…! Don't say thattt…!!"

She denied it desperately through her tears. But her body couldn't have cared less, responding honestly to every single one of my touches.

It was time to check the next stage.

The final erogenous zone on her profile window.

My index and middle fingers, which had been circling near her entrance, tensed with force. And then, in one swift thrust, I shoved both fingers straight into the sopping, juices-soaked mouth of her virgin pussy.

Schluuuup—!!

"Kyaaaaaak——!!!"

Another scream ripped out from between her lips. The pressure was on a whole different level from when a single finger had entered. As my two fingers pried the inner walls apart and burrowed in, her tight, dense virgin flesh clamped down hard around them. The juices running along the walls made it slick despite the tightness, and my fingers slid all the way in to the root, buried so deep my palm pressed flush against her mound.

"It hurts…! It hurrrts…!! Take them out…! Please take them ou— haaang!!"

She twisted her whole body, nails scraping down the shelf wall. But I didn't stop. Probing the folds within her, I angled my fingertips toward the right side.

Is this it?

When I hooked my fingertips into a curl, I felt a spongy mound of flesh bulging out from the wall. I dragged my fingers slowly up against it.

Squelch!

"……!!!"

Her voice cut off abruptly. Like someone whose every nerve had burned out at once, both her eyes flew wide open ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and stared blankly into space. Her pupils dilated to the extreme. Her body froze stiff as a statue, and inside her slippers, her toes curled and twisted.

"Hwheh…???"

Confusion spread across her face, as if she couldn't comprehend the unfamiliar sensation flooding through her. Her eyes lost their focus and her mouth went slack.

Found it.

Smiling, I began to scratch at the spot on her right wall with my two curled fingers at a ferocious speed.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!…

Immediately, a filthy chorus of flesh and fluid being ground together filled the air.

"Hik! Hnngghh!? N-no…!! There! There's…!! Haaaang——!!!!"

At last, the sound burst out of her. It wasn't a scream. It was the wail of a female whose reason had been trampled under an unknown pleasure so intense it felt like her brain was melting.

Every time my fingers raked up over that sweet spot, her hips shuddered and shoved her pussy against my hand of their own accord.

"Aahh! O-oppa! Haaaang!! Stop…! I'm! Going crazzzy…!! Oppa! Something's wrong with meee―!!!"

"Pffht!"

The word oppa bursting out of her mouth set my laughter loose. She was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠begging for mercy, but her inner walls were clenching and rippling around my fingers, milking them instead.

I straightened up from my crouch, pressed my lips to her ear, and whispered low.

"Your pussy's gone insane right now, biting down on my fingers — why the hell would I stop? You're the one who told me to hurry up and get it over with."

"Haaang―!! I'm sorry…! I did wrong…!! Haaaaang―!! I'm…! I'm gonna coooome—!!!"

The moment of climax. I ground my fingers hard into her spot and dug out her insides without mercy.

Schluuurp!!

Spshuuuuw——!!!!!

"Haaaaaaaang―――――――!!!!!"

Her neck snapped backward and a shattered cry burst from her throat. At the same instant, something hot erupted from deep within her walls, pushing my fingers out as it gushed forth.

It wasn't just ordinary juice. It was an obscene fountain, blown out at the peak of a mind-shattering orgasm. The stuff soaked my palm completely, streamed down her thighs, and dripped onto the floor, quickly pooling into a small puddle.

Drip… drop…

"Hhaa…♥ Hehh♥♥ Hehhng♥♥♥"

Her eyes had completely broken. The whites showed halfway, and drool ran from her parted lips down her chin. Her first orgasm ever, brought to her by a man — and not just any man, but the convenience store part-timer she'd always sneered at. She couldn't deny the pleasure she'd felt, tangled up as it was in a shame she never wanted to accept.

Schluuuup—.

I slowly drew my two soaked fingers out of her. As they slid free with a wet pop, the fluids she hadn't managed to expel came pouring out of her loosened entrance in a rush.

Thud!

When my hand fell away from her hip, her legs gave out entirely and she slid down to the floor. Her pants and panties still tangled around her thighs, her bare ass settled right into her own puddle as she collapsed in a heap.

"Hah…! Haah…!"

She stared blankly into empty space with unfocused eyes, gulping down scorching breaths.

At that moment, text floated up before my eyes.

Jiing—.

At the same time, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

My account balance had broken the five-million-won mark. I'd invested 30,000 won and recovered 1.5 million. And in exchange for finger-fucking that bitch's pussy until she squirted and stomping her soul into the dirt, no less. A shiver of euphoria ran up my spine.

"Ah…! Nn!!"

The girl slumped on the floor seemed to come back to her senses, hastily yanking up her soaked panties and pants. But her clothes were already drenched through, clinging tight to her ass. She looked up at me with brimming eyes. Anger and shame — and the terror of a destructive pleasure she'd never known in her life, all tangled together in that gaze.

"You…! You're really…! Such a bad man…!!"

She snarled it out through gritted teeth, but there was no strength left in her voice.

"Tch."

I let out a cold snort, pulled some tissues from the display shelf, and wiped the girl's juices from my fingers. Watching me do it turned her face red all over again, but she couldn't even meet my eyes — she just bit her lip.

Tossing the tissue into the trash, I jerked my chin at her indifferently.

"You're done, so get out. You need to clean up what you sprayed on my floor, too."

"……!"

Her lips trembled at the humiliating dismissal. Anger and shame tangled in her glare as it swung toward me, but in the end, not a single word came out. She staggered to her feet, clutched her sodden, heavy pants against her, and bolted for the convenience store door like she was running for her life.

BANG!

She slammed the door behind her, and her miserable figure vanished down the far end of the night street. I strolled back to the counter without a care and picked up the big mop standing beside it. My cock was still rock-hard inside my pants, refusing to settle down.

Just then, a window bloomed in the air before me, filling my vision. The other menu items glittered seductively, as if beckoning me on.

"Whew…."

As I let out a long breath, a smile spread across my face all on its own.

How would I make that mouth of hers wail next time? And how much money would it rake in?

It was the deep hours of the night — the perfect hour for happy worries to dig in deep.