Ten Million, and Two More

One week later, Min-ho sat in the conference room at Venus Entertainment while Seo-yoon presented from the front of the room.

"First Meeting has broken ten million views!"

Applause burst through the room. Min-ho and Yoon-a were sitting side by side.

"This is huge, Min-ho!"

Yoon-a seized his hand and held on tight.

"Ten million views... we actually did it!"

Seo-yoon went on.

"So, as a thank-you to the fans, we've prepared a special event."

The details flashed up on the big screen.

"As for the special fan service..."

A meaningful smile curved Seo-yoon's mouth.

"Yoon-a will provide a finish-assist service to ten male fans drawn by lottery. Min-ho will provide whatever service is requested to two female fans, also drawn by lottery."

"Whoa..."

The room stirred. It was an outrageous event, and Min-ho swallowed against a dry throat as the tension closed in. Two...

Then, all at once, he understood.

I'm at eight right now... two more, and...

Quest complete. Level up.

I can clear it... at this event!

His heart began to hammer like mad.

Saturday afternoon, the event hall at Venus Entertainment was packed wall to wall with fans. More than five hundred people — plenty of men, and plenty of women.

"Whoa..."

Min-ho peered out from backstage.

"Nervous, Min-ho?"

Yoon-a came up beside him. Today she wore a skin-tight halter dress that clung to every line of her, cut so daringly that the cleft of her breasts showed plain.

"A little. Are you all right? You've got ten of them to handle."

"I'm fine. I'm not letting anyone inside, anyway. Hands and mouth only — just enough to get them off."

She grinned and stuck out her tongue.

"This is my specialty. I've got to send the fans home properly finished."

At last the event began.

"Welcome, everyone!"

Seo-yoon stepped onto the stage and greeted the crowd.

"Today we've put together a special gathering to celebrate First Meeting breaking ten million views!"

A roar of cheers went up.

"Then let's bring out our stars! Park Yoon-a, Jeong Min-ho!"

Min-ho and Yoon-a climbed onto the stage.

"Waaaaah!"

"Kyaaaah!"

Screams poured from the women in the seats.

"Min-ho!"

"Jeong Min-ho!"

"I love you!"

Min-ho waved. Looking down from the stage, he saw just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠how many people had come, and the women stood out most of all — twenties, thirties, even faces that looked to be in their forties.

"All right, we'll start with the autograph session!"

Min-ho and Yoon-a sat at the table, and the fans came forward in a line.

"Min-ho, you're so handsome!"

A woman in her twenties stepped up for a signature.

"Thank you."

"The film was really good. I'm a fan of yours now!"

"Thanks."

Next came a woman in her early thirties.

"Min-ho, I entered today's drawing! I hope I win!"

"Ah... good luck."

Heat climbed into Min-ho's face.

The signing ran for a full hour. By the time it ended it was four in the afternoon, and the special fan service was finally about to begin.

"All right, time to announce the lottery results!"

Seo-yoon took the microphone onstage.

"First — actress Park Yoon-a's ten male fans!"

Names flashed across the big screen. Male fans whooped and bounded up onto the stage, where a long table and ten chairs had been set out at center.

The ten of them sat down in a row. Tension and anticipation crowded their faces.

"Yoon-a. Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

Yoon-a swept her long hair back and tied it into a ponytail. The moment the line of her neck showed, the seats erupted. She came to a stop in front of the first man.

"Hello. I'm going to drain you nice and clean today."

She winked and slipped in between his legs, undoing his belt with practiced ease and drawing the zipper down.

Pop.

His cock sprang free of his underwear. He'd already worked himself up just looking at her, and the veins stood thick along the shaft.

"Oh my, this hard already? How cute."

Yoon-a grinned and closed her bare hand around him.

"Ooooh!"

"Unreal!"

Men in the audience groaned, envy thick in the sound. Yoon-a worked her hand up and down in a steady, rhythmic stroke.

"Nngh... ahh... Yoon-a...!"

"Feeling good? Don't hold it. Come. Getting every one of you off inside ten minutes is my goal."

Her hand never paused as she leaned in and whispered it against his ear. Then she dipped her head and flicked her tongue over the flushed, swollen tip.

Lick.

"Ghk!"

The crowd held its breath at the sight. Fan number one broke on a single play of her tongue.

"I-I'm coming!"

Spurt!

His semen poured over Yoon-a's hand. She didn't wipe it away with a tissue. She brought the mess to her mouth and licked it clean.

"Mm. You're healthy."

"Waaaaah!"

The hall became a cauldron of frenzy.

Without so much as a breath of rest, Yoon-a moved straight to the second and third fans beside him. This time she used both hands — the left on number two, the right on number three. A double handjob, shaking both cocks at once.

"All right, both of you together. Let's see who comes first."

Her hands moved ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with mechanical precision and speed. The men under her touch shuddered, legs trembling, writhing in pleasure. Some she served with her mouth. Others she took between the full swell of her breasts, working them in a paizuri. Bit by bit her face, her chest, and her hands were coated in semen.

"Haa... haa..."

From the first man to the tenth and last, it took all of eight minutes.

Yoon-a lifted her cum-smeared face toward the camera and flashed a V.

"Mission complete!"

The fans rose in a standing ovation.

"Next — actor Jeong Min-ho's two female fans!"

Just as the heat hit its peak, Seo-yoon took the mic again. Two names appeared on the screen.

"Me!"

"I won!"

The two women screamed and climbed onto the stage.

Ye-rin was twenty-five, about five foot three, with a neat, innocent look. Her breasts were small, but her figure was firm and tight. Seo-yeon was thirty-two and five foot five, with a mature air about her — a full figure, and a confident face.

"All right, each of you will move to your prepared space!"

Min-ho was led up to the VIP lounge on the second floor, a wide room sealed in perfect soundproofing, with a king-size bed and a sofa. The two of them, Ye-rin and Seo-yeon, came in after him, and a staffer explained the rules.

"Today, actor Jeong Min-ho will provide whatever service the two of you want. You may go one at a time, or together."

"Together?"

Seo-yeon's eyes lit.

"You mean a threesome is allowed?"

"Yes, if that's what you want."

Seo-yeon looked at Ye-rin.

"Ye-rin, what do you think? Want to do it together?"

Ye-rin flushed.

"I... I've never..."

"It's all right. I'll take the lead. Min-ho, that'd be better for you too, wouldn't it?"

Seo-yeon stared straight at him. Min-ho's heart kicked. A threesome... then two at once...

"I... I'm fine with it."

"Then it's decided!"

The staffer left. Now it was only the three of them.

"Shall we start?"

Seo-yeon undressed first. Blouse, skirt — the lush body of a woman at five foot five came into view.

"Min-ho, you're even better in person. Short, but..."

Her gaze dropped to his lower half.

"Is it like they say?"

"Well..."

"Show me. I'm curious."

Min-ho pushed his leggings down. A massive shaft sprang free.

"Oh my god..."

Seo-yeon's breath stopped. Ye-rin's eyes went wide.

"Th-that's... real?"

"Yeah. It's real. Absolutely insane."

Seo-yeon stepped in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and took him in both hands.

"Ye-rin, come touch it. This is your chance."

Ye-rin approached with care.

"I... this is... really big..."

"Right? It's amazing something like this even goes in."

Seo-yeon sank to her knees.

"I'll go first. Ye-rin, watch and learn."

She opened her mouth and began to take him in.

"Mmmph..."

Experienced as she was, Seo-yeon was skilled. She took him about halfway.

"Wow... incredible..."

Ye-rin watched, awed.

After about five minutes, Seo-yeon pulled off.

"Ye-rin, your turn."

"I... I..."

"It's fine. Slowly."

Ye-rin knelt and opened her mouth with care. Only the head barely fit.

"Nnh..."

"Slow, slow. Try licking with your tongue."

Seo-yeon coached from beside her, and Ye-rin did her best — tongue, then lips.

"You're doing well, Ye-rin."

When Min-ho stroked her hair, Ye-rin blushed.

"Th-thank you..."

A few minutes later, Seo-yeon spoke.

"All right, shall we get serious? To the bed."

The three of them moved to the bed, and Seo-yeon and Ye-rin lay down side by side.

"Min-ho, who do you want first?"

"I..."

"I'll go first. I should show Ye-rin how it's done."

Seo-yeon spread her legs.

"Come here, Min-ho."

He climbed over her.

"I'm going in."

"Yeah... slowly..."

He began to push in, slow.

"Nnh... big... you're really big..."

About half of him was inside.

"There... for now..."

Min-ho started to move.

"Ah... Min-ho... that's good..."

Beside them, Ye-rin watched. Her face had gone scarlet.

"Ye-rin, are you ready?"

Seo-yeon asked.

"I... I..."

"Min-ho, change positions. Give Ye-rin some too."

He moved over to Ye-rin.

"Ye-rin... are you all right?"

"Yes... please..."

Her voice trembled. Min-ho climbed over her.

"I'll go slow. Tell me if it hurts."

"Okay..."

He began to enter, very slowly.

"Nngh... it hurts..."

Only the head was in, and she was already tight around him.

"Wait... slowly..."

Seo-yeon took Ye-rin's hand from the side.

"It's all right. Everyone's like that the first time. Once you adjust, it gets good."

Min-ho worked in a little at a time. A quarter. A third.

"There... that's my limit..."

"All right."

He moved very slowly, carefully.

"Ah... ah..."

Ye-rin's moans slipped out small.

"How is it? Does it hurt?"

"No... it's... a little better now..."

Time passed.

"Min-ho, do me again."

Seo-yeon pulled him over.

"This time I'll be on top."

She laid him back and climbed on.

"Nnh... this position... it goes deeper..."

She began to move hard.

"Ah... Min-ho... you're the best..."

Ye-rin watched the two ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of them from the side.

"Ye-rin, sit on Min-ho's face. He'll use his mouth."

"What?"

"Come here. Min-ho, you're fine with that, right?"

Min-ho nodded. Carefully, Ye-rin settled over his face, and he began to work her with his tongue.

"Ahh... this... feels good..."

Seo-yeon below, Ye-rin above. Min-ho satisfied both women at once.

"Min-ho... I... soon..."

Seo-yeon started to shake.

"Me too... I feel strange..."

Ye-rin trembled with her.

"Together... all of us..."

The three of them crested almost in the same instant.

"Min-ho...!"

"Ah...!"

In that instant—

Alert tones rang one after another inside Min-ho's head.

What?

Min-ho's breath stopped.

Finally...!

Min-ho's heart pounded.

A level-up, at last...!