Chapter 71
Chapter 71
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Yeon Du-na (3)
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Up until now, I'd deliberately avoided checking Yeon Du-na's status window so I wouldn't give in to lust for her.
Her favorability was already maxed out. As I'd thought before, if I'd gone for Yeon Du first instead of Yu-ra, I might have stayed her one and only.
⚔ YEON DU-NA STATUS ⚔ 📏 Height: 150 cm 📐 Bust: 90 cm 🧠 Mental Strength: 22 ❤️ Favorability: MAX 💋 Preferences: Normal (Jealousy Trait) 🚫 No Yandere Trait 'Oh? Yeon Du, you're 150 cm tall?'
At 150 cm with a 90 cm bust—this wasn't some loli from another world. How the hell did she carry those around?
Next to catch my eye after height and bust...
'Mental strength... 22.'
Ever since learning Hypnosis, my eyes always went straight to the mental strength stat when checking a woman's status.
I forced my gaze toward her preferences. Compared to the other women I was targeting, Yeon Du-na had incredibly normal ones.
'She has a jealousy trait like Yu-ra. That's why she gets so worked up whenever Joo Na-young comes up.'
No [Yandere] preference meant no separate jealousy gauge.
Our feelings were already mutual, but confirming her sky-high favorability and sexual fantasies made my heart feel even warmer.
"Hoo, hooo. O-okay, I'm ready."
While I was lost in her status window, Yeon Du-na must have psyched herself up. I responded to her slightly trembling voice.
"Alright, then. Let's keep going."
I slowly slid her panties down, revealing her pussy already drooling honey. More pubic hair than I'd expected.
A middle-schooler-looking face with a body this slutty.
"Yeon Du, you've really grown up, huh?"
"D-don't say that. It's embarrassing."
I ran my fingers through her bush, then moved them to her pussy.
I found her hidden clit and rubbed it lightly, making her pussy twitch and spurt clear fluid.
"Hngh."
Squelch, squelch.
"Ah, ah, w-wait a sec, oppa. Ah, aaah."
Squelch, squelch.
"Ah, eek! Ungh, ungh!"
I pulled out the finger I'd slipped slightly inside her pussy. Now it was time to taste with my tongue.
I glanced up to check her face—she was still covering it. When I pressed my tongue to her slick slit, she realized this was a different kind of stimulation and peeked down, hands falling away.
"Ah, that's dirty. Oppa, no. Hah, haa, ah, aaah!"
"Not dirty at all. Slurp, smack, slurrrp."
"Ah, aaah, ngh, eek!"
Squeeze.
The pressure of her soft thighs clamping my face was always perfect.
"Agh, op... ahhhn."
After savoring her enough, I withdrew my tongue and parted her legs from around my head.
"Feel good?"
Nod, nod.
She'd covered her face again, nodding slightly.
Asking a first-timer like Yeon Du to use her mouth felt a bit much, so we went straight to the main event.
I'd made Yu-ra and So-jin suck from the start, but they were perverts anyway.
Shhrrk.
Yeon Du flinched at the sound of me undressing. In my haste, I almost just dropped my pants, but I remembered that old internet post 'Women hate pubes,' so I took off my shirt too.
Pulling down pants and underwear together, my ready cock sprang free with a thwoop.
"Ah..."
Yeon Du, who'd been peeking through her fingers despite covering her eyes, looked shocked at my massive dick.
"O-oppa? Th-that thing."
"Relax, Yeon Du. I won't hurt you."
I pressed my glans to her wet slit and tapped up and down. She arched her hips wildly, face still covered.
"Ah! Aaah!"
"Going in."
Schlup.
"Oppa, oppa. Ah, aaah. Ack! Oppa! Aaack!"
My cock tore into her tight walls, burying about halfway.
"Ack! Eugh! It hurts."
"It's okay, Yeon Du. You're okay."
I hugged her tight, whispering, then slowly pushed the rest in.
"Hic!"
Essence Absorption couldn't fully block the deflowering pain, but it shortened her agony to almost nothing.
I licked the tears from her eyes, gave her a light kiss, then stared into her eyes.
"Oppa."
"Yeon Du."
Something felt off. In that brief eye contact, over a decade of memories with her flashed through my mind.
The first time at Hong-seop's house, kindergarten Yeon Du toddling out holding her big bro's hand.
A bit older, hiding shyly behind Hong-seop from his strange friend oppa.
Blushing to her ears after one sip of beer, acting cute. At her middle school graduation, greeting me more excitedly than Hong-seop.
The day I bombed an interview, gripping my hand tight.
Confessing she liked me with those nervous eyes.
All those scenes paraded by. That tiny cute girl, chirping "oppa" like a chick, now moaning beneath me.
A mix of guilt and excitement surged as I slowly withdrew my deeply buried cock.
"Ah! Oppa! Oppaaa!"
Ugh. So damn tight.
Even accounting for her small frame and virginity, her pussy was insanely narrow. My big dick amplified the squeeze. Her walls sucked at my glans ridge like a suction cup.
"Hoo, huuk."
I thrust back and forth a couple times through the snug walls, and she hesitated before speaking.
"Ah! Ah, oppa. Th-there's condoms in my bag, ahng."
Shit, I'd forgotten in the heat. Her status said dangerous days, right? And she'd even brought condoms.
"You really came prepared today, huh? You said it was too soon when I touched your tits earlier. Yeon Du, you're a perv."
"Hngh."
She slapped her hands back over her face like during the kiss, ears burning red as she shook her head.
"You bought the condoms yourself?"
Nod, nod.
"Where? Convenience store?"
"Y-yes..."
I could picture the clerk's panic. A kid clearly buying condoms.
"What'd the clerk say?"
"Huh? Nothing... Oppa! I'm not that young!"
She caught on and bristled.
"Maybe he covered it with the receipt when handing it over."
"Eh? How'd you know?"
"Pfft! See, he totally pegged you for a minor. Thought you were some brazen middle schooler."
"D-don't laugh."
"Wait here. Oppa'll grab 'em."
She let out a small whimper as I pulled out. Her handbag on the living room table had the convenience store condoms, just as she said.
"So cute."
I had studded ones in my inventory, but I couldn't ignore her brave purchase.
"Ugh, too tight."
As I rolled it on, Pomi poked her head out from the small room.
— Pomi Jun-young-ah, cheating? — Me Yeon Du brought beef. — Pomi Secret from Yu-ra! She read me like a book.
Back in the room, I plunged straight into her still-covered face.
"Hak!"
"I saw you peeking through your fingers the whole time."
"Hic, ah, ack, o-oppa."
Her sunken nipples were now proudly erect. I pinched both and snapped my hips.
"Heuk, ah, ah, ah, mmph, mmph!"
"Yeon Du, ngh, Yeon Du."
"Mmph, ngh, ngh. Hn."
Embarrassed by her moans, she clamped her mouth shut to hold them in—but that just made me want to hear them more.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
I pulled out until just the tip showed, then slammed root-deep. Her mouth flew open with a "Heuk."
"Op... ha! Op, huaa. Ang, aaaah, ah, ah!"
Squelch, squelch.
"I-I'm, weird. Ah, aaah! Oppa, oppaaa!"
Screaming, she begged for a kiss, lips puckered.
Smack, smack, op, slurp, mmm, hum.
"Mmm, haa, mmph. Oomph!"
After pounding her depths repeatedly, her back arched shrimp-like, pussy clamping down hard.
I hammered her insides for about 20 minutes like that.
Her eyes had rolled back long ago, but her tongue still unconsciously wrapped mine, matching my rhythm.
I slipped my hands under her armpits, locking her shoulders, then pistoned at max speed. The so-called mating press.
"Hng! Mmph! Mmph!"
Thud, thud-thud-thud, thud!
"Heee, haeee. Ngrrr, kht!"
Her tongue shoved mine away and bit my lip, but I didn't stop. Climax was close.
"Yeon Du, cumming. Gonna cum!"
"Haa, o, haa. Ah. Ahng. Ngh. Ohaaa."
"Urgh! Ugh!"
"Ah, aaah...!"
Her arms wrapped my back tight, nails raking stinging lines. Her legs coiled my hips.
"Ack, ack, ah, ha... hang, haa, haa, hngh, hng, hngh."
She spasmed with gulp gulp sounds, then started gasping raggedly. Feeling her full breasts against my ribs, we stayed overlapped for a long while.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Even after wiping each other down and dressing, Yeon Du-na's cheeks stayed flushed.
"Haaa. Oppa, is it always this good?"
"It's good because it's you. It was good for me because it's you."
Kraaak! Cringe city!
"My friends said it hurts at first, like your pubes are on fire..."
"Heh. That's 'cause oppa's good."
"...Oppa, why're you so good? You lied about not doing it with Na-young, didn't you!"
Eek, shouldn't have said that.
"N-no lie. Didn't do it with Na-young."
With the others, though.
"Stuttering's suspicious. Oppa, you been to those places? Paying girls."
Oh. This one I could answer proudly.
"Never been, Yeon Du."
"Internet says all guys go..."
"That's guys who went lying so they don't look bad. I really haven't."
Not by choice—I was too chicken—but still, I hadn't gone.
"Then I'm your first too, oppa?"
"Uh? Y-yeah, ngh."
Twenty-four and you're my first. Ugh. Sorry, Yeon Du.
Couldn't just confess, 'Nah, done it. You're third. Dehet!' now.
Oblivious, she beamed.
"Guess we just match too well."
"Yeah."
"..."
Her happy face soured, tense as she mumbled.
"So, oppa."
"Yeah?"
"Y-you're breaking up with Na-young now, right?"
"..."
"..."
No answer, and her face paled.
"O-oppa?"
Before, she'd rant before I could explain, so the Joo Na-young misunderstanding stuck.
Now, I was already planning to claim Na-young too, so no rush to clear it. And even without her, Yu-ra and So-jin existed.
If I wasn't lying forever or keeping her as FWB, this was inevitable.
"Y-you dated her first, so no? Like Na-young more than me?"
"Honestly, I like you more."
"Then date me."
"..."
Pathetic and dirty, but I leaned on her love for me cowardly.
If she snapped at my cowardice, then...
"O-oppa? No, right? You're not, right?"
"Sorry."
Tears welled in her eyes.
"You suck at rejecting, that's sweet, hic, bu-but now I hate it. Hate you."
"Don't cry, Yeon Du..."
"How not to!"
Thwack!
"Ow."
Comforting her, I took a hit.
"Let go! Damn, you're the worst. Toying with me like this!"
I forcibly hugged her pounding my head with fists. Held to my chest, she thrashed.
"Hngh, hngh, hic, ungh! Let gooo!"
"I like you. Know I'm a bastard, but I like you too much to let go."
"Bastard! Sniff, gulp. So what! You'll date both? W-would you like me seeing another guy, oppa!"
"No way."