Chapter 11: Ryu Sera SIDE
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 11: Ryu Sera SIDE
—Ryu Sera’s Side
Today was a rare day with no scheduled activities.
While the other members were all enjoying their day off, I asked my manager to take me to the company practice room so I could work on my choreography.
After changing into comfortable clothes, I was in the middle of stretching when it happened.
“Want me to help you warm up?”
Ji-hoon Oppa, my manager, made the offer.
He had joined the company last year as a road manager. He was hardworking and had a pleasant personality, making him well-liked among all the members. Currently, he was the manager in charge of my personal schedule.
I gave him a nod.
“Sure, go ahead.”
His hands immediately began kneading my shoulders. The sensation of a man’s large hands massaging my shoulders was undeniably refreshing.
Press, press.
As I was enjoying the way his touch worked out the knots in my muscles, he spoke up again.
“If you’re going to practice choreography, I should make sure to loosen up your other muscles properly, too.”
“Okay. That sounds good.”
If it were anyone else, it might have felt strange, but receiving a massage from Ji-hoon Oppa didn't feel odd at all. I couldn't remember exactly when it started, but whenever we were alone, he had always given me leg massages.
‘...And it always felt so good.’
To be honest, I had been secretly hoping he would offer. The massage I received yesterday had felt incredible.
Slide.
Ji-hoon Oppa pulled down my training pants. Taking off clothes for a massage wasn't unusual, and since I felt a strange sense of anticipation, I helped him slide them off easily.
Then, I sat on the practice room floor and stretched my legs out comfortably.
“Mmm...”
As his hands began to knead my legs, a moan escaped my lips involuntarily. It felt like my muscles were relaxing far more than when I stretched on my own. Moreover, even though it was just a leg massage, it felt strangely, intensely good.
The sensation of a man’s large hands pressing firmly against me.
At first, I thought it was just the natural pleasure of tight muscles being released. But as time passed, my body began to grow hot.
‘It’s happening again... Why am I like this...?’
Come to think of it, it had been the same yesterday. Strangely, whenever my manager’s hands touched me, I felt good and my body heated up.
‘...Is it because I haven't masturbated lately?’
Usually, I masturbate about three times a week, but I hadn't been able to lately because my schedule was so packed. Plus, when we’re all at the dormitory together, I have to be mindful of the other members. I dismissed it as nothing more than being excited against my will because a man’s hands were kneading my body while my sexual desire was bottled up.
‘I hope it feels as good as it did yesterday.’
My body grew more flushed the longer the massage continued. And then...
“Ngh...”
Ji-hoon Oppa took off my shoes and socks. As my bare, white feet were revealed, a strange sense of bashfulness washed over me, making me catch my breath.
At least I had showered this morning, so I didn't have to worry about any smell. Even so, showing my bare feet to my manager felt a bit embarrassing.
A moment later, he began to massage my feet. It tickled at first, but as time went on, his touch began to feel wonderful.
“Ngh...”
His fingers applied firm pressure to the tops of my feet. The way he stroked my soles was tickling yet pleasurable. A different kind of pleasure than the leg massage shot up my spine, making it difficult to hold back my moans.
To exaggerate a little, it felt like the sensation of kneading my breasts when I masturbate.
“Hngh... Haah...”
As time passed, I could feel my panties becoming damp. Moreover, since I wasn't wearing pants, I was sure the wet spot would be visible to him. The thought made me feel like I was going crazy with embarrassment.
Why was I getting so turned up over a simple massage?
“Sera. Lift your hips a bit.”
“Ye-Yes...”
In a daze, I lifted my hips as he commanded. I felt a sting of shame when a string of vaginal fluid stretched between my legs as he removed my panties, but my mind soon went blank at the sensation of his hands fiddling with my pussy.
‘His hands on my pussy... it feels so good...’
Soon, a squelching sound filled the room. His large hands toyed with my pussy, and soon I felt them slip under my T-shirt to knead my breasts.
I was quickly swept away by his touch. It was my first time having my breasts and pussy stimulated by someone else's hands, so I was both embarrassed and incredibly aroused. I tried to calm myself down by telling myself it was just a massage, but his hands were already accurately targeting my sensitive weak spots.
Squish, squelch.
“A-Ah! I’m cumming! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming—! ♡”
In the end, I reached a grand climax. When I masturbated alone, it was just a pleasant feeling, but now, it felt like electricity was surging through my entire body.
I savored the afterglow of the climax for a moment, then panted and dazed, I looked up.
‘The massage... feels so good... A little more...’
Before I knew it, I was spreading my legs in front of my manager, begging for more.
“Please, do more...”
This time, Ji-hoon Oppa brought something from outside the practice room.
‘...A wand?’
It was a long wand-like object with an oval sphere attached to the top. At first, when he said it was a massage tool, I thought it was just for acupressure, but I was horrified when I saw the sphere on top begin to vibrate violently.
I had a feeling it was something dangerous.
Bzzzzzzzzzt—!!!
The massage machine let out a menacing vibration, sounding almost like a chainsaw.
‘I-If he puts that on my body...’
I felt a strange sense of anticipation alongside my nervousness. I tried to refuse, thinking that putting something like that on my body would break my brain, but the massager he held out touched my lower abdomen.
“Hnghhhhhh... ♡”
In that instant, a bolt of lightning struck my mind. The vibration the machine emitted traveled through my lower belly all the way to my cervix, making me throw my head back and scream out a moan.
This is crazy. I can't take this.
My hands and feet curled up involuntarily.
"Ngh... Haah... Hngh! This is my first time feeling this... Ah, hngh...!"
I used to masturbate secretly to relieve stress, but I had never experienced such intense stimulation. My body wouldn't listen to me in the face of a pleasure I had never felt before in my life.
Vaginal fluid poured out of me like a fountain. My legs spread wide of their own accord.
‘This is dangerous... I shouldn't be doing this... I’m cumming, I’m cumming...’
I was in the middle of climaxing repeatedly. Just when I felt like my mind was about to snap, the vibrating rotor that had been tormenting my lower belly was pulled away.
‘...Is it over?’
Just as I felt a mix of relief and a strange sense of disappointment...
This time, the vibration started a bit lower.
“...Kyaah!?”
I screamed as another wave of pleasure crashed over me without warning. This time, the massager was touching my clitoris.
As the immense vibration was applied to my relatively fragile and sensitive clit, it felt like my brain was going to malfunction. An unbearable pleasure pierced through the top of my head.
‘Not there...!! I’m going to die...!!’
I tried desperately to resist the oncoming pleasure, but it was all in vain against the stimulation torturing my clit. Eventually, regardless of my will, my body was shooting out a fountain, my waist shaking as my legs were spread wide in a vulgar display.
Bzzzzzzzzzt!!
The motor vibrated violently. As I desperately tried to hold back my moans from the pleasure that made my clit feel like it was screaming, my tongue poked out and my eyes rolled back on their own.
I knew my expression must look incredibly lewd right now, but my body wouldn't obey me.
"Aheek... I’m cumming! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!!!"
Remembering Oppa’s words that I should be honest about my condition during a massage, I shouted those words as I climaxed.
In that state, I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
The girl in the mirror was climaxing with her eyes rolled back, her legs spread wide, and her tongue hanging out. She was spraying a fountain with her legs wide open.
Was this what they called an Ahegao?
It was a vulgar expression that I should never show to anyone else, but for some reason, the thought of someone else seeing me like this made me incredibly aroused.
“Haah. Hngh...”
After the peak of the pleasure passed.
Just as I was slowly regaining my composure after escaping that torture-like bliss, I noticed a bulge in my manager’s pants.
‘Ah, that’s...’
A heavy, protruding presence. I wasn't so ignorant about sex that I didn't know what that was.
‘Is he... turned on?’
As an idol, I had received countless gazes of arousal, but seeing my manager excited felt strange. It wasn't exactly unpleasant; it was just embarrassing.
And my heart began to race.
‘But... is it normally that big...?’
I couldn't take my eyes off the heavy silhouette protruding through his pants.
Even after Ji-hoon Oppa finished the massage and went up to the office, I sat there in a daze for a long time, unable to start my choreography practice.
‘...The massage. It felt so good.’