The Last Day of the Swimsuit Shoot
Yun Chaehui had arrived. I’d expected her to feel a little awkward seeing Jo Jinsu again, but she didn’t seem uncomfortable at all. Jinsu greeted her as if nothing had ever happened between them, naturally and smoothly. The moment she stepped inside, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a light hug. Chaehui smiled back at him, then went straight back to work.
She had lost her virginity. She had slept with another man. For a woman raised in a devout Christian household, it was an enormous sin. And on top of that, she already had a boyfriend—me. Yet after two full days of Jinsu’s persuasive coaxing, she had started to think that maybe… it wasn’t such a big deal. Just as he had told her, she could always do it with her boyfriend later. That was the thought that had taken root inside her.
“Alright, Miss Chaehui, today’s the last day. What a shame. If another opportunity like this comes up, you should come again.”
The director’s words made my wife beam as she answered.
“Yes, Director.”
“Today we’re shooting swimsuits, so the models won’t need much time to change. Let’s take it nice and easy.”
“Yes! Let’s do our best today too!”
The staff, following the director’s relaxed mood, greeted the final day with a more leisurely atmosphere.
“Huh? Is your helper sister not coming out today either?”
When Chaehui entered the changing room, the partition between her and Jinsu had once again been removed, just like yesterday, and the female assistant was nowhere to be seen.
“Yeah. You’ve gained some experience over the last two days, and we don’t usually use helpers for swimsuit shoots anyway.”
“Ah…”
“Oppa will help you again, just like yesterday.”
“…Yes, Oppa.”
Chaehui’s face flushed pink as she smiled and answered. She began to undress. She picked up the first swimsuit—a simple, sky-blue one-piece. The moment she slipped it between her legs after taking everything off, Jinsu stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Oh my, Oppa…”
She turned her head, covering her breasts with the swimsuit. Jinsu, still completely naked, pressed himself tightly against her back, holding her close. His half-hard cock nudged against the cleft of her ass. Chaehui’s face burned crimson as memories of yesterday flooded back.
Then Jinsu spoke.
“Yesterday felt good, didn’t it?”
Chaehui lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, then answered softly.
“…Yes.”
“Chaehui, you were seriously… fucking delicious.”
“Aish, you pervert…”
She turned and playfully smacked his chest. Jinsu pulled her into a proper embrace.
“The director said we could take it easy today, so…”
“Hngh! Oppa… still… mmph…”
The moment Jinsu slipped his tongue into her mouth and began swirling it around, Chaehui naturally began sucking on it, sliding her own tongue into his mouth in return. She had grown to love the way he sucked on her tongue while teasing it with his own.
“Oppa… mmph… we should… stop now…”
“Chaehui, look what you did to me.”
“Oh my… hohoho.”
She lowered her gaze to his cock. She hadn’t gotten a proper look at it yesterday. Jinsu took her hand and guided it to his shaft. Though she offered a token resistance, it wasn’t real refusal. In truth… she had wanted to touch it. She wanted to feel the hard thing that had made her body float into the clouds.
“How is it?”
“…I don’t know. It’s hard… and…”
She bit her lower lip.
“It’s handsome… hohoho… It looks as good-looking as you, Oppa…”
“Really? Then…”
Jinsu pressed down on her shoulders. Not understanding at first, Chaehui still allowed herself to be guided until she sank to her knees in front of him. His fully erect cock stood right before her eyes.
“Give it a little kiss.”
“What? Hohoho…”
“Hurry. We have to go out soon.”
“Aing… I don’t know…”
Not long ago, in that bar, she had taken that older man’s cock into her mouth. Back then, she had been forced down by his rough hand and could barely breathe, merely moving her lips around it. But Jinsu wasn’t demanding she suck or lick it—he was only asking for a kiss. For Chaehui, that felt far less burdensome.
“Chu!”
She held his cock and planted a kiss on the glans.
“Oh my!”
When she pulled her lips away, a long, sticky strand of Jinsu’s precum stretched between her mouth and his cock. She stared at it with fascination.
“When a pretty girl like Chaehui kisses it, the cock gets so moved it starts crying.”
“What are you even saying… hohoho…”
She stood up again. They shared another deep kiss before finally getting dressed and stepping out.
“Wait a second, Chaehui.”
Right before the door, Jinsu stopped her. She turned back to him just as she was about to open it.
“He’s still like this…”
When she looked down, his cock was clearly bulging obscenely beneath his swimsuit.
“Oh my? Hohoho.”
She covered her mouth and laughed. The two of them stood there facing each other until his erection finally subsided, then they left the room.
“From now on, the moment you come in, give him a kiss. That way he’ll stay calm while you change.”
“Hohoho…”
Chaehui didn’t answer, simply smiling as she walked out. The staff waiting outside already had a rough idea of what was happening in the changing room. Everyone’s imagination differed in intensity, but not a single person believed that veteran model Jo Jinsu would leave the innocent rookie Yun Chaehui untouched.
“Alright! Change of outfits!”
After the first shoot ended, the two returned to the changing room. Jinsu gently pushed Chaehui’s back as she entered.
“Hurry, hurry, Chaehui.”
The sight made her burst into giggles as she stepped inside. The people outside thought to themselves, ‘Those two are going to take forever again…’
As they walked in, Jinsu stripped off his swimsuit. He approached Chaehui and began peeling hers off as well.
“Aing… Oppa…”
“Quickly… quickly…”
“Hohoho… seriously…”
Jinsu hurriedly stripped her naked and kissed her passionately.
“Mmm… mmph… ahh…”
While kissing her, his hands roamed over her large breasts. Chaehui’s waist twisted instinctively, her thighs pressing together. His rock-hard cock pressed against her lower belly, poking and rubbing insistently.
“Ahh… mmm… Oppa… haa…”
In just three days, Chaehui had completely adapted to Jinsu’s caresses. On the first day it had only been light kisses and shoulder touches… but now, even deep kissing no longer felt strange to her. To Chaehui, Jo Jinsu had become her first man. That fact would never change. For the rest of her life… the name of her first man, Jo Jinsu, would follow her.
“Ahh… Oppa… haa…”
Jinsu kneaded her breasts before lowering his head to suck on them. Chaehui gripped his hair and moaned. After thoroughly devouring her chest, he pressed down on her head. Having done it once before, she naturally dropped to her knees in front of him again. This time, without needing to be told, she took hold of his cock and kissed the tip with a loud “chu!” Another sticky strand of precum clung to her lips. She extended her tongue to taste it, then began planting more kisses—chu, chu—along his shaft. No one had taught her, yet she instinctively kissed around the glans and the sides of the shaft with her soft lips.
Jinsu stroked her hair and lifted her back up. They kissed again. His hands returned to her breasts while she kept one hand wrapped around his cock.
“Time to get dressed.”
“Yes.”
Chaehui answered with a bright smile.
After the second shoot, Chaehui took Jinsu’s cock into her mouth and began sucking in earnest.
“That’s it… put it all the way in your mouth… don’t use your teeth… Oh… you’re good. Chaehui, you’re really good at this…”
“Mmph… mmph… Does it… feel good…?”
“It feels amazing… fucking incredible. You’re easily in the top tier of girls who’ve sucked my cock.”
At those words, Chaehui pulled his cock from her mouth and glared at him.
“Oppa… how many girls have sucked you here?”
She had dropped the honorifics. It showed just how close they had become. And it revealed a sexy hint of jealousy.
“Who knows… does that matter? You’re the best, Miss Chaehui.”
“Tsk… mmph…”
She took his thick cock back into her mouth and sucked harder. When she began swirling her tongue around it on her own, Jinsu let out a groan of admiration.
“Whoa… even using your tongue… You’re the best. Your boyfriend’s going to be so lucky. I bet you’ll suck his cock every single day from now on.”
Inside, Chaehui wondered… How big is my boyfriend’s, I wonder…
The fourth shoot was over. The two of them returned to the changing room, giggling together once again. Chaehui was already looking forward to kissing Jinsu and sucking him off. It had become completely natural for him to strip her swimsuit off.
“This time, Oppa’s going to give Chaehui’s pussy a kiss.”
“What? …Ah…”
Before she could think, Jinsu sat her down on the sofa and spread her legs wide. He pressed his lips to her most intimate place with a loud “chu!”
“Ah!”
A sweet cry escaped her. Being completely naked with her legs spread in front of a man should have been unbearably embarrassing, but after spending three days practically nude with Jinsu…
“Mmm… Ah… aah… haa… Oppa…”
She gently stroked his hair as he knelt between her legs, diligently licking her most precious spot.
“Does it feel good?”
“It feels good… haa… aah… so good… oh my!”
When Jinsu licked her clit, her hips jerked upward.
“This spot feels even better, doesn’t it?”
“Aaaahng… I think so… Oh my! Oh my! What do I do… haa, Oppa…”
Her thighs kept clenching and spreading. Jinsu lifted his mouth and looked at her face. She was already lost in pleasure, licking her lips and shaking her head from side to side. He replaced his tongue with a finger, gently rubbing her clit, then stood up. After stroking his cock a few times, he pushed it straight into her pussy.
Chaehui’s eyes flew wide open.
“Oppa!”
“Haa… you’re so fucking delicious. Chaehui, you taste the best. You’re the greatest.”
“Ahng… haa… aaahng… Oppa… what do I do… Oppa… haa… it feels so good…”
Since he had already taken her virginity, the second time felt completely natural. She no longer felt any sense of alienation or guilt toward me. Instead, what she felt during this second penetration was a sense of disappointment.
“……!”
Jinsu suddenly pulled out. It was the exact moment her body was floating on air.
“Let’s get dressed. Only two shoots left.”
“Ah… yes…”
Jinsu saw it clearly—the disappointment flickering in her eyes. He helped her up and dressed her in the bikini, whispering as he did so.
“After this next shoot, I’ll fuck you a lot.”
“Aing… I don’t know…”
She smacked his chest again. Jinsu pulled her close and kissed her. Once more, they waited by the door until his erection finally went down.
“Alright, this is the last one, right? The director said we have some time, so let’s take it slow.”
“Yes!”
The director was deliberately giving them extra time by suggesting they go slowly. Jinsu and Chaehui smiled at each other as they entered the changing room. This time, Chaehui was filled with even more anticipation than Jinsu.
The moment they were inside, they stripped off their clothes. Chaehui stood still, waiting excitedly to see what he would do. Jinsu turned her around and had her brace her hands on the table.
“Aigoo… this is weird… Oppa… I’m embarrassed…”
It was the first time she had ever shown her backside to a man like this. Of course she felt shy… but—
“Haa!!! Oppa! Aww… haa… oh my… oh my!”
Jinsu pulled her hips back, spread her legs, knelt behind her, and began licking her pussy from behind. The sensation of a man’s tongue from behind felt completely different. Chaehui braced herself against the table, moaning, before finally burying her face against it.
“Aung… Oppa… haa… why are you so good at this… it feels too good…”
Once her pussy was wet enough, Jinsu stood up. Admiring her large, round ass, he gripped her narrow waist and slid his cock inside her.
“Aaaaaah!”
Chaehui cried out beautifully. Every time Jinsu thrust, her plump ass cheeks rippled.
“Wow… Chaehui, fucking you from behind feels even better. Your body is seriously insane.”
“Haa… Oppa… aaahng… it feels so good…”
Because the director had hinted at taking things slowly, Jinsu intended to go all the way. He leaned forward, grabbing both of her breasts as he continued thrusting.
“Kyaa!”
When he pinched both nipples at once, Chaehui screamed. The scream was loud enough to be heard outside, but she couldn’t hold it back. Her entire body twisted and burned with heat.
“Haa… Yun Chaehui…”
Then, without warning, he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over her ass.
Splat!!!
“Aaaaaah!!”
The moment his cock left her, her waist jerked violently once more. Jinsu carefully wiped his semen off her with tissues, then pulled her up and kissed her.
Back then, before she had ever known what an orgasm was… Chaehui thought that having a handsome man fuck her and kiss her was the entirety of sex…
After the final shoot was over, the two of them stood together.
“Let’s go to Oppa’s house again today.”
“Today… I have plans…”
“With your boyfriend?”
“Yes…”
Jinsu had tried to lure her to his place with an excuse, but Chaehui gently refused.
“Next time…”
“Really? Then Oppa will message you. Come over and play next time.”
“Okay.”
When Chaehui smiled brightly, Jinsu slipped his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on it eagerly before finally coming to me.
“Chaehui!”
I waved to her from the café.
“Gyeongsu! Did you wait long?”
“No. I just got here too.”
On the day her part-time modeling job ended, Chaehui treated me to a delicious dinner… Meanwhile, Jo Jinsu, who had thoroughly enjoyed eating my wife, brought the University TA back to his house and spent the night telling him every detail of how he had fucked her.