I Should Make Use of Yeonsu #2
“Dobong-dong, you say?”
“Yeah. Dobong-dong.”
After hearing the address from Yeonsu, I tilted my head. Dobong District was a wealthy neighborhood these days. In this cyberpunk future where almost every district had been transformed, Dobong-dong—nestled against the stunning natural scenery of Bukhansan—was one of the priciest areas. I must have misunderstood her earlier behavior. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to show me her place; she probably just didn’t want her boyfriend to find out she was bringing another man home. Since they’d gone to the same high school, that seemed likely.
This was getting interesting. Without sending a tracking monster, I actually had to use my brain to figure things out.
I entered the address, switched the car to autonomous mode, then turned to look at her.
“Yeonsu.”
“Hm?”
“Get in the back seat.”
“Right now…?”
“Right now.”
Yeonsu looked visibly flustered, but she soon moved from the passenger seat. That ass of hers really was plump. Tasty. Once she settled, I climbed into the back as well and laid my head straight onto her lap.
“Hey…! What are you doing…?”
“I’m just tired. Let me stay like this for a bit.”
She only looked surprised; she didn’t make a big fuss. Instead, she carefully placed her hand on my forehead and brushed my hair back. A shame, though. If her crop top hadn’t been clinging so tightly, I could’ve seen her underwear. I’d have to settle for staring at her perky breasts. I’d be fucking her soon anyway.
While Yeonsu continued stroking my short hair from below, she asked, “Work wearing you out?”
“A little.”
“How’s Sehwa doing?”
“She’s fine.”
Yeonsu’s eyes curved into gentle crescents. “She’s doing well, yet you’re doing this with me?”
“You know Sehwa. She’s a bit pure. Or should I say, mild?”
“That’s true, but… does that make me the spicy one?”
Sehwa’s way spicier than you.
“I’m drawn to stimulating things.”
“Really?”
Yeonsu gave me a sensual, smiling glance, then suddenly took my hand and kissed the back of it. She showed me the lipstick mark she’d left behind.
“Like this?”
I chuckled and turned my head to bury my face against her stomach. Yeonsu flinched in surprise.
“Hey…! Wait a second…”
She tried to push me off, but when I wrapped my arms around her waist and blew air against the leggings covering her lower belly, she burst into giggles.
“It tickles! Stop…!”
I puffed out my cheeks and made a loud raspberry sound before looking up at her again. “Don’t go wandering around dressed like that so late at night. Got it?”
“What’s with the conservative boyfriend act? It’s my body.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. But you know I’m really surprised right now, don’t you? Were you always like this?”
“Like what?”
“Just… assertive… confident…”
So you like that, huh?
I sat up and pressed my lips against hers without giving her time to react. It happened in an instant.
“Hup…! Mm!”
Her eyes flew wide open and she started thrashing. I pinned her legs with my knee, crossed her wrists with one hand, and pressed them firmly against the window. With my other hand, I pulled her waist toward me.
“Mm! Mmmph!”
She couldn’t even scream properly with her mouth sealed. Her lips were tightly shut, making it hard to slip my tongue inside. I could force it, but she’d probably bite me… Better to convince her. I didn’t want pain.
I pulled back and grinned. Yeonsu stammered, “H-Hey! S-Song Jihyeok…! What the hell are you doing…?”
“You don’t like it?”
“I-I don’t dislike it, but it’s too sudden… At least let go of my hands first…”
“Do you have to go home tonight?”
My low, quiet voice made her suck in a sharp breath. “Why are you asking…?”
“I’ve been lonely lately. Stay with me tonight.”
“You said you were doing fine with Sehwa…”
Vrrr—!
Just as she finished speaking, her phone—sitting in the cup holder—began to ring. The caller ID showed a man’s name: [Taehyung]. Must be the boyfriend. Without asking, I grabbed the phone, answered the call, switched it to speaker, and held it near her mouth.
“.....”
—Yeonsu! Why aren’t you here yet? Don’t tell me you fell asleep?
Just as I thought—she’d been reluctant to go near her place because of her boyfriend. From the sound of it, they’d made plans. This girl really had her tentacles everywhere.
With one corner of my mouth lifted, I gave Yeonsu a look. The choice was hers. She fell into deep thought.
—Yeonsu?
Taehyung’s worried voice. Yeonsu squeezed her eyes shut and finally answered. “Taehyung. What should I do? A senior from my agency called me out. I’m really sorry.”
—Ah… really? Then couldn’t you have at least sent a text?
“I was in such a rush I forgot. Let’s meet tomorrow.”
—Can’t be helped, I guess. But was it a male senior?
“It was a female senior.”
—Got it. Be careful and come back soon. Text me when you’re on your way home.
“Okay. I’m getting out of the taxi now. I’ll hang up?”
—Yeah. Love you.
“Me too.”
I ended the call. Still held by my arms, Yeonsu wore an expression full of guilt. But when she looked at my face, she let out a small sigh.
“I’m drawn to stimulating things too…”
“Boyfriend must’ve been boring, huh?”
“A little…”
Without another word, I brought my lips close to hers. Unlike before, she slowly closed her eyes. The moment our lips touched, she parted them slightly to let my tongue in. I placed my free hand on her breast and began to knead it slowly.
“Hah…!”
She flinched mid-kiss. Fear flickered across her face, but she didn’t try to pull away. I boldly slipped my hand under her crop top and then beneath her bra.
“Huaa… Wait a sec… Hah… Chup…!”
Yeonsu tried to stop me at first, but soon surrendered to my rough touch and gave herself over. Her breasts were quite large and incredibly soft. I could probably do paizuri with them. I wanted to drip lube between them and rub my cock there. I’d try it later.
I stopped kissing her, released her wrists, and used both hands to play with her breasts. Her nipples were gradually stiffening. Each touch seemed to excite her; she lowered her posture and squirmed. Yeonsu’s eyes grew hazy as her lips trembled. She didn’t push me away. She only looked at me with an affectionate gaze.
“J… Jihyeok…”
“What.”
“I… don’t want to break up with my boyfriend… I’m still not sure about you…”
Who said anything about breaking up? Keep seeing him. You just need to satisfy my urges and bring me the other entertainers from WW Entertainment.
“Let’s meet in secret.”
“…Is that okay…?”
Don’t push the decision on me, you bitch. Think for yourself.
I silently withdrew my hands from her chest, grabbed her legs, and pulled her toward my crotch. Her body slid across the seat. She reacted violently.
“N-No, not this…! Just up to here…!”
If I’d only planned to go this far, I wouldn’t have given her a ride in the first place. Ignoring her words, I pinned both her arms above her head against the seat with one hand and used the other to yank down her leggings. Her protruding hip bones and spread pelvis revealed black panties underneath.
“Hey…! Wait! Not this!”
Yeonsu shouted in panic. From her reaction, she really was a virgin. Without a word, I slipped my hand between her panties. She reacted even more intensely, thrashing her legs and leaving scratches on the seat and backrest. I was going to need compensation for this. This car wasn’t cheap.
I put on a serious expression and tightened my grip on her wrists.
“Aagh…!”
Yeonsu screamed in pain, then bit her lip when she saw my face. She looked completely terrified. I brought my lips to her ear.
“I’ll take full responsibility.”
At those words, the strength drained from her body. She must have liked me more deeply than I’d expected. After trembling for a moment, she whispered weakly by my ear, “I… it’s my first time…”
I chuckled softly and asked while pulling her leggings down to her knees, “You never did it with your boyfriend?”
“P-Premarital chastity…”
Premarital chastity, my ass… She’d just used that excuse because she didn’t want to sleep with her boyfriend. I nodded and pulled off my shirt. Yeonsu swallowed hard as she stared at my well-toned torso.
“Can’t we… do it at a motel or something…?”
Look at that. Women were all the same. If someone far more impressive than their partner appeared, their eyes would spin. They’d offer both body and heart, play both sides, then choose whichever was more beneficial. And the beneficial side was obviously me.
“Let’s do it here. I’ll be gentle.”
I sat her up against the backrest, removed her sneakers and the rest of her leggings, then took off my own pants and underwear. I pressed my cock against her panties. From the moment I’d stripped, Yeonsu had kept her eyes tightly shut. The wet sounds and the unfamiliar sensation of my cock made her body tremble intermittently.
“Huuu…”
She let out a long, nervous sigh, eyes still clenched shut. I chuckled at her reaction, grabbed the lube from the front seat pocket, squeezed some out, and coated my cock. Yeonsu was too tense to get wet. It would definitely be tight, so I planned to make it slick and push in smoothly. I tapped my now-slippery cock against her crotch.
“I’m putting it in.”
“W-Wait…! I’m not ready…”
Her tongue was way too long. I didn’t answer. Instead, I lifted her black panties slightly. Even as a virgin, her pubic hair was well-groomed. I pressed the head of my cock against the mound below and smirked at her before thrusting in all at once.
Schlick! Thud!
Along with the sensation of something tearing at the tip, Yeonsu let out a piercing scream, her face contorting as her hips bucked violently.
“Haaang! It hurts…! It hurts so much!”
She began to sob loudly. Her cries echoed throughout the spacious back seat. Still inside her, I gently stroked her smooth chin. After crying for a while, she gradually calmed under my touch. Her sobs slowly subsided.
Squelch…! Squelch…!
I began moving my hips slowly back and forth. Aside from the initial pain, it seemed to hurt less than she’d expected. She stopped thrashing and quieted down. Thanks to the lube, of course. She’d better be grateful later.
“Hnn…!”
She even started letting out soft moans. She was gradually getting aroused. Her bound hands twitched as she tried to move them. She must have felt anxious—countless thoughts probably racing through her mind, her position uncomfortable. Without stopping my thrusts, I released her wrists and lowered my upper body to press my lips against her neck. I pursed my lips, sucked gently, and left a hickey.
“Ah…♡ Jihyeok…”
Yeonsu wrapped her arms around the back of my neck. Her fingers stroked my hair, and when I thrust deep, she grabbed it tightly. What a cheeky girl. Her tightness felt good, so I’d forgive her today.
I lifted my face from her neck and asked softly, “Feeling better now?”
“It still… kind of hurts…”
Squelch… Squelch…
“It hurts? Want me to stop?”
Yeonsu shook her head while pressing the back of her hand to her mouth. She wanted me to keep going. I’d make sure she experienced a proper orgasm. Enough that she’d be so horny over the next few days she’d bombard me with texts and calls.
Squelch…! Squelch…!
I kept thrusting while nibbling her earlobe, giving her affectionate kisses, and licking her collarbone as I searched for her sensitive spots. I wouldn’t cum inside—I’d finish outside. That way, I could completely lower her guard. Though I needed to inject malice, Yeonsu was an exception. Since she knew Sehwa, I couldn’t turn her into a slave. If Sehwa ever met her, she’d notice immediately. I had to dig this secret tunnel without anyone knowing… I’d use Yeonsu as a bridge to inject malice into the entertainers at WW Entertainment. I should inject others too. While I was at it with the safehouse, I might as well build several. A safehouse only I knew about… It almost felt like I was creating a slush fund.