Ahyun Therapy (5)
Pfuk! Pfuk! Pfuk! Pfuk!
"Hngh, ahh... Uwaang! H-Haesol...! S-Something's wrong with me...! Hiiik!"
"Euk... Hnngh...!"
Their mingled moans echoed doubly in my ears.
Oh! Right.
I'd forgotten to turn off the pleasure sharing with Ahyun. She was supposed to be resting after her climax, but she was feeling every bit of it alongside me. Spotting her belatedly writhing and hiccuping alone, I pulled her up with a start and kissed her.
"Mwah, slurp, chu! Even if you're my little piggy, you can't just go into heat and cum by yourself like that, fuh."
"Huuung... I couldn't help it. It tingles right here. My body's gotten so sensitive... I was just resting, but then it felt weird... Hngh. What's happening to me...?"
"It's fine. You're just excited. Your body's telling you it wants something naughty."
She seemed pretty shocked, like she never imagined her own body could get this lewd. Lying there quietly only for waves of pleasure to crash over her—it was bound to throw her off.
"Wanna lie on top of Noona, overlapping her?"
Just like when I'd stacked Jua Noona and Jeonghwa together for that mother-daughter rice bowl, I placed the aroused Ahyun atop Boksun Noona. It wasn't quite as overwhelmingly stacked as that time, but the contrast between Noona's robust, healthy curves radiating raw sex appeal and Ahyun's delicate, girlish frame was insanely hot.
This is life, fuck yeah. Long live my life.
Not only could I have threesomes with women like these, but it wasn't just physical—we shared real emotional love. Wasn't that fucking incredible? Sure, living in a world short on men could be exhausting at times, but right here, right now, I was perfectly happy. These stunning, amazing women actually liked me.
Men in this world needed to realize what a massive blessing it was to be loved like this.
I roughly pounded Boksun Noona's insides until she rocketed to climax, then reactivated pleasure sharing with her and slid my cock into Ahyun's pussy. I decided to gently soothe the startled girl, whose body was still feverish even at rest. It was a pleasure hell no one could escape, not even someone just taking a break.
A few days passed after that.
After that scorching night, I met up with Minyeong Noona and got milked for semen, neatly resolving the stress I'd built up overseas. I even indulged in my first real splurge with the money I'd left with Bianca.
Game console—full price, cash!
Luxury goods—full price, cash!!
Order whatever I want and devour it!
Latest phone—cool as hell, bought!!
As a rising star in entertainment, the company often showered me with free promo clothes, watches, and accessories, so I didn't really need to buy them. But I didn't hesitate to splurge anyway.
Honestly, I deserve this much. Back then, I'd drool over a world that felt totally out of reach, never daring to dream. Now I finally could.
Of course, the exact brands I wanted from Earth weren't here. But there were similar luxury vibes, and I snagged a watch from one, slipping it onto my wrist.
How the hell does a watch cost 16 million won? It feels good, but kinda weird too—complicated.
Looking at it filled me with pride. That shiny bastard was worth every penny, drawing my eyes to my wrist over and over. But staring too long brought the price tag to mind, leaving me dumbfounded.
I wasn't buying it to tell time, but splurging still felt awkward for a guy who'd never done it before. I'd dropped 16 million on this.
Such a waste. How many chickens could that buy?
Still, my spending power could handle this level of luxury. Overspending might be an issue eventually, but with money to burn, I wasn't about to live stingy. I'd get used to dropping cash like this in time.
"Splurging ends here!"
This watch was basically an offering to my past self. I didn't need to ask Poni to know what happened to my old body during the trip from Earth. I was surely dead back there. The problem? No one to mourn me.
So I'd do it myself. Only I was left to pity the old me.
No more regrets now.
I'd splurged, reunited with all my women. No vacation tasks left.
Even better.
Men need their alone time. Having nothing to do was pure bliss for me.
Pretty girl time? Great. Luxury shopping? Ecstatic. But nothing beat solitude.
Time to unbox this haul!
Grabbing shopping bags in both hands, I headed straight to the dorm. With four days of vacation left, it was empty. I'd always thought it cramped for six big guys, but alone? Spacious.
I hit my room, pulling out and unboxing each item.
"All this is mine."
I'd bought gifts for the members too, stashing them aside before digging into my stuff. My wrist still sported the pricey 16-million-won *** watch. Trying on and fiddling with purchases ate up two hours in a flash.
Ki Uyeon and Nam Eungyu would lose their minds over the game console. They loved gaming most.
Despite the massive splurge, money remained. Using it freely without running dry felt unreal.
"This is the rich life! Umhahha!"
I rolled around on the bed all day. Then Melissa crossed my mind, so I called Silbia. Days had passed since delegating that; she should've planned something by now.
"Busy?"
The ringtone dragged on before connecting. Running multiple businesses, she had to be swamped.
"If it's a call from Master, I'd take on anything! What do you need?"
"Just checking on the Melissa situation."
She'd declared war on me that day and gone silent since, which bugged me. I'd figured she'd snoop around during my vacation.
"Prep isn't fully ready yet, so showing results to Master would be tough. Give me a bit more time? About a month?"
"Only a month? So you have a plan?"
"Of course! We've even started executing."
"Executing already?! What's the plan?"
"Aww~ Didn't you say not to worry about Melissa stuff? Just forget her for now. I'll deliver solid results in a month. Then I'll spill how."
"Still, shouldn't I know the basic plan...?"
"Trust me just this once. You won't regret it."
She was so confident I couldn't push for details. Silbia had her erratic moments, but she was working for me.
"...Fine. No need to meddle if you say not to."
I caved to her persuasion.
"Kyaa! As expected of Master! When will you take my virginity? I'm Kegeling hard thinking of serving Master's cock!!"
"Don't do that shit!!"
Sex maniac! She'd been quiet today, but there it was—whining for deflowering.
"Tch! Anyway, the money you entrusted is invested. You prefer long-term over short, right? Perfect opportunity, so I threw in my own funds too. Good stock with positive news—no worries."
"Already invested? Thanks. Felt lost with the sudden windfall."
"You'll be shocked at the swelled-up returns later. Hohoho!"
Chaebols really knew money. Hearing it was invested well lightened my heavy heart like a feather.
I wonder if the kids are okay with theirs?
Sudden big money for young members—good or bad? They'd be thrilled at first. But for early-20s kids, it was excessive. Even I, mentally over 30, had wobbled; theirs must've ballooned their egos like balloons.
Should've had Silbia manage theirs too?
She'd do it if I asked. When members returned, I'd discuss money management. People would target their cash. Best defense? No cash to scam—invest it all. Scammers would leave empty-handed.
I knew not to meddle, but as the adult, advising kids was fine.
After lounging four days at the dorm, I visited Taeyang. Vacation ending, members trickled back. The two weeks home had plumped them all up adorably.
"Why'd you all come back so cute?"
"Ack! Do I look that fat?"
Maknae Ki Uyeon had grown since we met, but still gave that baby vibe. His frame bulked up, though. First impressions stuck.
"Totally cuter? Look at those cheeks."
"Not chubby—about to burst? Candy in your mouth or what?"
"Euu, disaster. What now? Cheeks are the last to slim anyway!"
Hyungs teased his puffy cheeks, though they'd gained too.
"But why's Haesol Hyung the same? No, hotter even...?"
"No change here. Just been a while, right?"
"Ah~ That it?"
Daily sight dulled it; reunion made my face fresh like theirs.
"We've been staring at this face casually all along."
"Oh yeah, Hyung! Sign this. Family nagged I didn't bring your autograph."
"You too? Same here."
The two-week gap vanished. They chattered about vacations, ears ringing. Three women break dishes? Six men made ears bleed.