Chapter 116
Chapter 116
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 116
Chapter Title: Invite Man and Delivery Man (4)
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Did she see my face twist in pleasure? The woman asked while still sucking my cock.
"Good?"
"Ah... Sis, it feels amazing."
"Pop, smack, smack, pop. Thhaa. Ah, my jaw hurts. Oppa, this guy's no joke."
"Just say you want it inside, you slut. Why keep glancing over?"
"Ahng, I'm doing it 'cause I'm sorry to Oppa."
"Bullshit."
The man asked me.
"Alba, you got time?"
"Yeah, I'm good. I just wanna fuck."
Hearing that, the woman burst out laughing.
"Look at you answering without even thinking."
With those words, she sprang up and flung the towel draped over her body wide open on both sides.
"How's this?"
She wiggled the towel side to side. How's what?
"You're beautiful."
"Do it doggy so it shows up nice and clear."
"Got it. Just film it right. You hear that, Young-jun? Doggy style."
She tossed the towel aside, turned around, and bent over. Pushing her waist downward sharply emphasized her plump ass even more.
Her pussy was dark and bruised from how much it'd been pounded before. But thanks to all the fresh shellfish I'd been eating lately, it looked like it could handle some bulgogi today.
"Top side or bottom?"
"He knows that much. Cock that big. Heh."
The two of them were still cracking jokes. ...Not funny right now?
Thinking of the faces they'd make soon, I muttered quietly under my cap.
⚡ SKILL ACTIVATED ⚡ Essence Absorption, Lv.2 I slammed my Essence Absorption-coated cock straight into her teasing pussy hole.
Squish. Slap.
"Hooook?!"
The woman let out a weird shriek, her shoulders heaving. Surprised by her sudden reaction, the tattooed guy shifted his position too.
"Hahk, heuhhut. Haa? Haaaa? Ack!"
"What's up? What's wrong?"
"Heuuk, this, this. Haaang, aaang, haaaa, what do I do. Feels too gooood."
"That good?"
Thump, thump, thuuump.
"Hahk, hahk, hahk. Th-that... uncle last time, from Incheon! That old guy! Hahk!"
"You spaced out with him. This that level?"
"Better thaaan that! Ang! Hahk! Aaaack! What iiiis this! What's this feeling! Euheuk! Hahaa, haaaaa!"
"Heeyaaah."
The tattooed guy shoved his phone camera closer, his face turning dead serious.
"Shoulda brought the real camera. Shit... this coming out clear?"
Every time my thighs slapped against her ass and pulled back, the thick shaft revealed between them got captured on his phone.
Squish, thump.
"Heuk!"
Squish, thuuump!
"Mommyyy!"
"Uwaaah, daaamn! Holy shit, newbie."
The tattooed guy gave me a thumbs-up with a sleazy grin.
"Haaang! Haaang! Driving me craaaazy, for real! Haaaack! Aaaack!"
"Huwook, huwoook. Euheheh."
"Aaaang, that bastard laughed. Hahk. This fucker, aaaang! Ack."
"Ji-yeon, you're going to Hong Kong."
"Haa, for real. Haa, haa. Aaaack! Too gooood! Ack!"
She was already going wild, but pushing her ass back harder like she wanted more. Seeing her do that and the guy happily filming it made me feel pretty good.
Yeah. If you're gonna save the invite guy, do it like this. That earlier punk wasn't even a proper invite assistant.
[Essence Absorption, Lv.2]'s max climax gauge is 140. I wanted to see her reaction when it hit close to that, but maybe because I'd gone right up to the edge with Ma Ye-ri earlier without cumming, the urge built up first.
"Heuk, heuk. Hahk. Uh. Uh!"
"Ang! Ang! Haa, Young-jun. Gonna cum? Cum in Sis's pussy? Huh? Heuuk!"
"He can cum inside today."
The woman begging for a creampie, the man egging her on from the side.
Even with their guarantee, I opened my stat screen anyway.
[Pregnancy Probability: Safe Day] No need to ignore good skills and trust someone else.
Confirmed, I sped up even more.
Thudthudthudthudthud.
"Euheuu, euheheueu. Auaaa."
"Oh shit, awesome."
The tattooed guy filmed his girlfriend's convulsing face as her body jerked.
"Gonna cum. Sis, inside okay? Sis. Heuk."
"Euueu. Euheung."
"Yeah. Cum."
The guy answered for the woman who couldn't even speak.
"Huwook, huwook, huwook. Hn! Heuuk!"
"Ah, aaaang! Ang! Kyeaaak! Haaaaaaa... Heueueu, heueueu. Euk!"
Like a pro, even as she climaxed she twisted her hips around, squeezing my cock even harder during the release.
Spluuuurt.
I yanked her ass flush against me, blasting two loads' worth—including what I hadn't shot earlier—deep inside.
"Unghaaaa."
"Heo, heo, huu."
"...Heuk."
Her body shuddered one last time before she collapsed limply to the floor.
*** "I'm here."
A voice I'd grown familiar with after a few visits.
Smile Skincare director Yun Mi-so looked up from her monitor after the greeting.
"Huh? Jun-young? You're here? Uh?"
Turning her head, she spotted a stranger she'd never seen. Thinking she'd mixed up people, Yun Mi-so gave an awkward smile.
"Who are you? Sorry, but we don't take male members..."
"Heh."
The man's lips curled up at her words.
For a fleeting moment, his sleazy smile made her uneasy, but his next words made her eyes go wide.
"Director, you guessed right the first time."
"Pardon?"
"Choi Jun-young."
"Eh? Oh my god. Really?"
The man grinned at Yun Mi-so.
He looked way too different from when they'd first met ten days ago. It felt like less than a week since last time—how?
"Jun-young, did you get plastic surgery?"
She already knew the answer as she asked. That face could only come from surgery.
Sleek straight brows, gentle eyes, sharp nose, glossy lips.
Not celebrity-level, but the gap from before made him seem even handsomer now.
As Yun Mi-so stared speechless, the man—Choi Jun-young—nodded.
"Yeah. Fixed it up a bit."
"How... in less than a week?"
"My features just didn't harmonize before, but the base wasn't that bad. Tweaked a little and boom. Like double-eyelid surgery?"
Looking again, she could see hints of his original face. Not a total stranger—more like his original pushed to handsome max.
"Omg, what the heck. Omg."
Unable to stay seated, Yun Mi-so jumped up. Circling back to the reception desk, she asked excitedly.
"Where'd you do it? I wanna go too."
"Director, you're already pretty. No need."
"Wha, whoa. Hitting on me already 'cause you're hot now? I got a boyfriend, you know? Heung."
She scrutinized his new face closely, then asked cautiously.
"Can I touch it a little?"
"Nose gently."
With his okay, Yun Mi-so fondled a stranger's face to her heart's content.
*** Handsome is the best!
Yun Mi-so had always been kind to my ugly mug back then (though it already had charm buffs).
But look now. Even her expression was different.
Beaming.
A smile that never left her face, just like her name.
"Hey, babe, you show Chae-yeon sis yet?"
"Ah... Haven't told the shop folks."
"Wasn't there a farewell party this Sunday?"
The farewell party was set for Sunday.
"You heard that too?"
"Thanks to you lately, I chat with sis more."
Across her coffee cup as she set it down, her eyes were still glued to my face. Must be fascinating.
The [Beauty C] talent from contracting Seori as a familiar. Plus [Charm] and [Plastic Surgery] buffs. If I weren't handsome with this, I'd off myself.
First time using this face was yesterday, heading to meet the Ma Ye-ri couple. Too tense about the first invite man event to notice reactions on the way.
But after, Kim Ji-yeon (the chicken delivery rice cake girl) called me 'cute.'
First compliment on my looks ever.
Intrigued, I took public transit home instead of flight + ghost mode, catching women stealing glances.
They thought they were subtle—no way I wouldn't notice.
Do handsome guys feel this thrill daily?
Not wanting to give it up, I started rationalizing.
No need to see shop people soon since training's done. Weekend farewell party excuse of swelling gone should work.
Yun Mi-so hasn't seen me much, so she'll buy the 'good surgery base' bs. And if not?
She'll just think it's weird, not 'this guy's using skills?!'
Members would like me handsome too. Creep from an ugly guy is harassment; from a hot one, it's flirting.
After all that self-justification, I finally got my handsome face.
Four and a half months after contracting Pomi.
"You check the schedule I sent last time?"
Her words snapped me out of it.
"Yes."
Last Friday's schedule from her.
She'd worked nonstop in her twenties.
No time for boyfriend dates, but hiring me let her snag Friday and Saturday nights off to enjoy.
"Just come three days: Thu-Fri-Sat. Any complaints?"
"None."
"Good. Can't complain at my pay for three days. And this week, I'll shadow you?"
She smiled and stood.
"Follow me."
I followed her into the massage room. First time inside—smaller than expected.
Pointing to one bed.
"This one's for partials: face, shoulders, feet."
She pulled back the curtain beside it, revealing another bed.
"This bed's full body. Basket next to it for clothes. Oops, haven't changed this. Kept it simple for women only. Oh, drawer here has disposable panties."
Full body uses oil everywhere, so strip and wear provided panties. Bottom oiling means panties off too.
Do I need to hear this?
"I don't do full body."
She grinned slyly at my puzzled question.
"Oh, forgot to mention. Jun-young, you're more capable than I thought?"
"Pardon?"
She held up two fingers.
"Two people!"
"...?"
"Last week, two came specifically for you. Insisted on you."
"Really?"
I recalled her asking for the shop address.
"Hyo-min?"
"Right, Min Hyo-min."
"Who's the other? Don't ring a bell."
Who? Someone came to mind, but I shook it off. Smile Skincare's women-only.
But Yun Mi-so smirked like she read my mind and named him.
"Yoo Ji-un or something? Whew, both so pretty. Which one's the girlfriend? Didn't peg you for a player. Seducing married women too?"
I cut her off urgently as she rambled.
"Wh-what'd he get?"
"Huh?"
"What course did Yoo Ji-un sign up for?"
"Ugh."
How'd she misread my panic?
Yun Mi-so gave a knowing sleazy look.
Her eyes flicking to the disposable panties drawer—was that my imagination?
Staring at my dumbfounded face, she finally added.
"Go easy, go easy."