The Seven-Colored Rainbow

A few days later, in the afternoon, Min-ho headed for Venus Entertainment with his new manager, Kang Ji-eun. Seo-yoon had summoned him on short notice. The release date for that notorious, long-awaited picture, Return of the Legend, had finally been locked, and with the news came word of an in-house premiere.

"Noona, I'm a little nervous today."

"Why? Our actor's got nerves of steel."

Ji-eun laughed, easy with her hands on the wheel. In the space of a few days she had already taken on the full presence of a perfect manager.

"This screening... the lineup's a little awkward."

The private screening room lay in the basement of the Venus Entertainment building, shut tight under heavy security. Min-ho opened the door, and a gathering of glamorous beauties was already waiting inside.

CEO Choi Seo-yoon. The legend, Joo Mi-ran. Top star Park Yoon-a. Kim Ha-rin and Lee So-mi, who had already found their rhythm with him. And Han ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ji-young—scout for Venus Entertainment, and the first woman Min-ho had ever had.

The moment he and Ji-eun stepped in, the room filled with a strange floral musk and a tension drawn wire-tight.

"Welcome, Min-ho. And..."

Seo-yoon's eyes narrowed on Ji-eun.

"This would be your former boss, and the one newly taking you on as manager—Chief Kang Ji-eun, yes?"

"Yes, hello. I'm Kang Ji-eun. I look forward to working with you."

Ji-eun bowed, perfectly correct. From a corner, Ji-young drifted closer, curiosity bright in her eyes.

"Oh, hello. I'm Han Ji-young, a scout with Venus. So you're the one who'll be looking after Min-ho."

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Ji-young."

Strangers still, the two women shook hands a little stiffly. Seo-yoon smiled as if the whole thing delighted her, stepped in close to Min-ho, and leaned to his ear.

"Min-ho. Chief Kang is... one of yours too, isn't she?"

He didn't hide it. He had decided he was done being ashamed.

"Yes. Ji-eun noona is my lover as well."

Seo-yoon looked startled for a beat, then nodded and let her gaze travel the room.

"Just as I thought. There isn't going to be a woman left standing around you, is there. Everyone, say hello. Chief Kang Ji-eun here is the same as the rest of us... 'family.'"

At that bombshell, Ji-young's eyes went wide.

"Oh my, you too, Chief? I'm so glad to meet you! I've been... in that kind of relationship with Min-ho for a while now. I lived next door, before he moved."

Kinship warmed the smile she turned on Ji-eun. Ji-eun let out a short laugh of her own and let the stiffness go.

"I see. Min-ho... he really is talented, isn't he?"

Mi-ran, Yoon-a, Ha-rin, So-mi, Ji-young, Seo-yoon, and Ji-eun. Every one of them had joined bodies with Min-ho and taken his cum. This was no ordinary screening. It was closer to a general meeting of his harem.

"All right, introductions are done. Everyone, sit. The film is starting."

The lights went down, and a title rose across the screen.

The film was a shock. Over that enormous screen, Min-ho, Mi-ran, and Yoon-a unfolded in raw, explicit sex—Mi-ran's mouth greedy on him, her line low and filthy.

"Son-in-law... you like it better, doing it behind your daughter's back?"

Behind her, Yoon-a watched with jealous eyes, then joined them. Mother and daughter fell into a contest over the only cock he had, each fighting to claim it.

"Haa..."

Rough breaths broke loose all through the seats. It was a film he himself had starred in, and still the kick of seeing it on a screen was something else entirely. Worse, he was sitting right there beside them—and a skill was breathing itself, soft and relentless, through the sealed room.

"Nngh... Min-ho oppa..."

Ha-rin twisted where she sat, crossing her legs. So-mi already had a hand up under her own skirt. Ji-young squirmed, rubbing slick thighs together. When the Min-ho on screen filled Mi-ran and, a breath later, pushed himself into Yoon-a's mouth, the heat in the seats hit its peak.

"Hht... nnngh...!"

Wet, squelching sounds tangled with the film's audio. Ji-eun, Seo-yoon, even Mi-ran and Yoon-a themselves—all seven women stared at the overwhelming body and technique on the screen and rubbed their own pussies, masturbating where they sat.

"No! If you come there—aaaaaah!"

It was the ending. Min-ho finished across both their faces, and the screen cut to black. The lights came up. No one could stand.

"Haa... haa..."

Every face had gone as red as a beet, and the floor of the screening room reeked with the mingled slick of seven women.

"This movie... it hits way too hard, doesn't it?"

So-mi muttered it, eyes gone slack.

"You're telling me. Mine are... my panties are soaked through. Even the chair's wet."

Ha-rin pointed at the damp seat and fanned herself. Ji-young wiped sweat from her brow and spoke half in joke, half in earnest.

"CEO, we're going to have to brace for this opening, aren't we? Wet wipes at every seat, mandatory. No—we might need to lay down waterproof pads. The women in the audience are all going to walk out soaked. There's no way anyone's covering that upholstery bill."

"Heh. True enough. Even watching it myself, it's dangerous."

Seo-yoon laughed, face flushed.

"But one thing is certain. When this opens... ten million admissions? No. More than that. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠All of Korea is going to be turned upside down."

Mi-ran straightened her clothes and looked at Min-ho. Her eyes shone more obscenely than the mother-in-law in the film.

"But... wouldn't it be such a waste to watch our movie and simply go our separate ways?"

At that single line, every woman's gaze fixed on him. Pheromone hung thick in the closed room. Seven beauties, already wet through.

"A party to celebrate the success... shall we have it right here, right now?"

Seo-yoon rose and undid the buttons of her blouse. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠That was the signal.

"Good. Let's throw a real party."

Min-ho stood. He climbed the dais in front of the screen and worked his belt buckle loose. A soft click, and his trousers hit the floor. The monster from the film took shape in the flesh.

"Haa..."

The breath left all seven of them at once. Ha-rin and So-mi, the youngest there, crawled up onto the platform.

"Oppa... I thought I was going to die, I wanted to taste this so badly."

"Me too... you're giving me some too."

The two actresses knelt between his legs and set their tongues to his shaft.

In an instant the agency screening room became a hall of group sex. This was not merely sex. It was a festival of seven planets turning around the sun that was Min-ho.

"Yoon-a, let's do it with Mom."

Mi-ran kissed her daughter and fondled her breasts as Yoon-a fondled hers in turn. Min-ho pushed in between them.

"Mother-in-law. Yoon-a. Shall we recreate the film?"

He put Mi-ran on her stomach and entered her from behind, and at the same time gathered Yoon-a up into his arms, face to face.

"Hhk! Son-in-law! This is it! Even bigger than the movie!"

"Min-ho... nnngh! Look at Mom's ass shaking..."

Min-ho drove a skill to its absolute limit.

One woman would not be enough. Two would not be enough. Tonight he had to send all seven of them over the edge.

"Next!"

Mi-ran and Yoon-a hit their peak and collapsed, and this time Ji-eun and Ji-young came at him.

"Chief, we ought to be the ones taking care of Min-ho."

Ji-young wrapped him from behind and teased his nipples. In front of him, Ji-eun offered her tongue.

"That's right. We've got to put the strength back in our actor."

He mingled his tongue with Ji-eun's and, with his free hand, kneaded the ass of the woman pressed to his back.

"You two are in perfect sync. Here I come!"

He laid Ji-eun down and drove into her missionary, flaunting every bit of power pouring out of him.

"Ah! Ah! Yes! Min-ho! Harder!"

Ji-eun screamed and squirted beneath him. The last boss was Seo-yoon. True to a CEO, she sat him in a chair and climbed on—cowgirl.

"Everyone had their fun? My turn now."

She took all of him in and rolled her hips, elegant and obscene at once.

"Min-ho... you're even harder today... this smell... I'm losing my mind..."

He caught her by the waist and slammed upward, hard enough that the impacts rang—smack, smack, smack.

"CEO—no. Seo-yoon. Here it comes!"

"Ah! Ah! Yes! Min-ho! I'm not the CEO! I'm just a bitch in heat! Come inside me!"

Seo-yoon climaxed and collapsed into his arms. But it wasn't over. Ha-rin and So-mi were still waiting, and one round apiece would never be enough.

"Everyone... are you ready?"

He kicked into a final sprint. Women who had already come once hungered for his body all over again, rushing him like zombies drunk on Pheromone.

"Fair shares. One more time."

He brought a monstrous strength to bear: Mi-ran's anus, Yoon-a's mouth, Seo-yoon's breasts, Ji-eun's pussy, Ji-young's thighs, Ha-rin's armpit, So-mi's ass. Every hole, every cleft.

"Aaaaahn!"

"Save me! It feels too good!"

"Min-ho! I love you!"

The screening room filled with screams of pleasure. He cut Ejaculation Control loose and poured himself into them one after another, a long obscene rush—the first time, the second, the fifth, the tenth, and at last the fourteenth.

When he had given every woman her fair share, twice each, fourteen in all, the world in front of his eyes strobed white.

Haa... haa... Even with Virility at 70... fourteen times was too much...

His legs shook. He felt as if every drop of blood had left his body. Something warm slid from his nose, and when he wiped it his fingers came away bright red. A nosebleed. The floor was a flood. Wet wipes wouldn't begin to cover it; someone was going to have to fetch a mop.

Then, over his dimming sight, a system message rose.

Level... 8...

Min-ho let out a thin little laugh. The summit was right in front of him now. His body, though, had stopped listening. With a high, thin whine, the world began to spin.

"Huh? Min-ho! Your nose is bleeding!"

"Honey! Are you all right?"

He could hear the women's voices, tight with alarm, but his ears held nothing but a dull roar. He dropped where he stood.

Exhaustion, from having come far past his limit. And still, it was the happiest faint of his life.