088. Stage Two, Round Five

Yumin finished reading all of Jiwon's personal information and closed it. There wasn't any major shock like he'd felt when reading some of the others before. Of course, learning that Jiwon was a lesbian with a hatred for men was a bit surprising, but that was it. Rather, Yumin was satisfied to discover this new side of Jiwon, someone he hadn't known well before coming to Paradise.

Above all, what satisfied him most was realizing that Jiwon hadn't just been treating him like a fool to use. From the contents of the file, it seemed she had some reluctance about exploiting him. And after spending time with him, she started seeing him differently from the other men she despised. Yumin had already shaken off his bad memories of her, but learning this still made him feel good. Somehow, Jiwon felt even more lovable. As a reward, he resolved to torment her properly if they met in a future mission.

The first mission of Round 5 paired him with Seohyeon. In the old days, this would have been incredibly awkward. Even now, the group's gazes wandered uncomfortably. But Yumin and Seohyeon herself—along with her husband Jeongho—were fine with it. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Yumin knew everything, of course. Seohyeon had realized that constantly apologizing to Jeongho only burdened him, so she forced herself to act calm. Her change in attitude owed much to the advice she'd received during previous missions with Yumin. And after experiencing so much with him before, she was starting to look forward to this one too. She tried her best to suppress those thoughts out of guilt toward Jeongho, but she couldn't control the desires rising deep inside.

And Jeongho... From the moment Yumin and Seohyeon's names were called together, blood rushed south, his netorare fetish kicking in.

"Then take care, Seohyeon. Yumin."

"Yes, honey..."

"Don't worry, Jeongho hyung."

"Yumin oppa, Seohyeon unnie. I'll be praying for your safe success."

"Yeah... Thanks."

Yumin and Seohyeon entered the Mission Room ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠amid the group's encouragement and undressed by the bed.

A straightforward mission with a generous time limit. As one could guess, Seohyeon hadn't been chosen randomly—Yumin had used his Partner Selection privilege to pair with her. The extra time came from Time Change. After learning of Jeongho's netorare tendencies and shedding his own burdens, Yumin decided to look after Seohyeon. He'd already helped her once, but the 10 points from that mission weren't enough. Shower essentials like shampoo vanished 10 points ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠in a flash. So, with Seohyeon having the lowest mission participation rate in the group since Stage 2 began, he chose this chance to help her again.

Jeongho also had only one mission since Stage 2, but to help him, the female participant had to be Seohyeon first. No matter how much Yumin wanted to assist Jeongho, he couldn't pair him with someone else. Anyway, Yumin had to do his best—for Seohyeon, and for Jeongho watching their sex from outside the Mission Room.

"Seohyeon noona, how about starting with a paizuri?"

Seohyeon meant breasts, and breasts meant paizuri. He couldn't skip it in a mission with her.

"Okay... Yumin."

Yumin sat on the edge of the bed with his legs spread. Seohyeon knelt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠between them, gripped his cock with one hand, and licked it with her tongue. She then took his gradually hardening shaft into her mouth and bobbed her head. It stiffened quickly. Now fully erect, she sandwiched it between her breasts and rubbed up and down.

Seohyeon's skills had improved dramatically. Her more familiar fellatio, and this natural paizuri—it was hard to believe she was the same innocent beginner. Now, she took initiative without instruction. She pressed her breasts inward with her palms, increasing the pressure, then shook not just her chest but her hips, friction intensifying. She didn't forget to lick the tip peeking out.

All this satisfied Yumin, but also herself. She'd changed in many ways, but most notably, she was more active now, honest with her desires.

As climax built, Yumin saw no need to hold back and decided to cum once like this.

"Seohyeon noona... That's enough. I'm gonna cum..."

"Really? How then? In my mouth?"

"No."

Her offer tempted him, but Yumin aimed for her nipple. He pulled out from her cleavage, gripped it, and pressed the tip against her nipple, thrusting as if fucking it—rippuk, nipple-fucking. Of course, he couldn't actually penetrate, but with half his cock sinking into her soft, massive breast, it looked just like it. Real or not, it felt amazing for him, arousing for her.

Yumin came deep into her "nipple." Seohyeon gazed down at the cock "buried" there with wet, lustful eyes. He withdrew—seemingly—from her breast. Having focused there, semen poured from her nipple like milk. Even without pregnancy or childbirth, the white fluid trickling from her untouched nipple was always erotic. Yumin was thrilled; Seohyeon stared in fascination.

Yumin slipped his hands under her armpits, lifting her to sit on the bed's edge where he'd been. He kissed her lips first. She didn't turn away but stiffened shyly, lips pressed still. Like a girl on her first kiss, even holding her breath.

It wasn't their first—previous missions had deep, tongue-filled ones—but those were in heated passion; now she was fully sober.

Yumin licked her closed lips, then slipped his tongue between, tapping her teeth and gums. Unable to hold her breath, her mouth parted slightly. He dove in. Her tongue fled at first, then entwined with his. A short but intense kiss followed. When they parted, she panted roughly.

"Haa... haa... haa..."

Having enjoyed her breasts and cum once, Yumin headed to her pussy. He spread her legs and knelt between as she had. Glistening wetness reflected the light in her vertical slit. He parted her labia gently—it was already soaked. Tongue out, he licked from bottom up, savoring every fold until reaching her clit.

As he lapped it, her thighs tensed and clamped.

"Ah... aa... ahn..."

Yumin gripped her thighs wide, assaulting her clit relentlessly.

"Haa... haang... haaaang..."

Her pussy drooled nectar; unable to bear it, she collapsed back onto the bed, legs splayed. No more foreplay needed—just enter. But Yumin had other plans. He pulled her up. Curious about his intent as he lifted her limp form,

"Hm? Yumin... what... are you gonna do?"

He returned to his spot on the edge. Sitting with thighs together, he positioned her back-to-chest atop them.

"Seohyeon noona, fuck me."

"...Me?"

"Yes. You can do it, right?"

"Yeah... I'll try."

She reached back, grasped his cock, lifted her hips, aimed, and sank slowly. It slid into her pussy. Yumin leaned back slightly for her ease. Hands on his knees for support, she rocked her hips front-back, gradually faster as pleasure built.

"Aang... aa... aaaang..."

Moaning diligently, her motion suddenly halted. She'd looked up and locked eyes with Jeongho outside. She'd had sex with Yumin several times before, always visible to Jeongho. But she'd never directly met his gaze—positions or her avoidance had prevented it. Frontally facing him mid-sex flustered her badly. She didn't want his pity, but this was separate.

Yumin wrapped an arm around her still waist, pulling gently, whispering low in her ear.

"Seohyeon noona... why'd you stop?"