5. Pilates & Yoga Instructor Ha Yeon-su (33, Divorced♡)
Seoul's elite neighborhood, a brand-new luxury apartment. Stepping inside a place utterly unrelated to my life this time around, I find a space far too opulent for one person to live in alone.
The wide-open house stands out right from the living room. The ceiling soars high enough for a solid 3-on-3 half-court basketball game. I'd gotten the sense she was living large just from her app-projected YouTube earnings and broadcast viewer counts, but this feels like she's raking in cash by the shovelful. The mission payout is 2 million won, 3 million including the submission bonus—not chump change—but a place like this? I could probably squeeze real money out of her too. With an extra zero tacked on, no less.
Stealing straight from her wallet would leave evidence, though, so I'll pass. Instead, I've got a shot at something way tastier, worth more than 3 million easy.
I glance sideways, and there's the mission target, Ha Yeon-su, shuffling awkwardly to match my pace. She's eyeing me more warily than a guest in her own home after unlocking the door herself. I'm itching to get started, so I skip the bullshit and push things forward.
"Let's jump right in. Where's the master bedroom with the bed? Too many rooms—I can't find it."
Prodded like that, she hesitates, then leads the way. I follow her to a room oozing high-end solid wood vibes, dominated by a massive double bed big enough for four adults to roll around in.
I pull out my wallet like a pro and dump a stack of condoms near the bedside lamp on the nightstand. They pile up with a rustle.
"……."
"Instructor, quit acting like a shy middle-schooler and get in here already."
"You really gonna keep your mouth shut once this is over? If word gets out, my image tanks, and the financial hit would be huge—"
"Trust me. What other choice do you have right now?"
Pretty ballsy coming from the blackmailer, but it'll land. "And hey, you're 33 already—you've gotta have tons of experience. Just think of it like entertaining a client you don't even like."
"Wh-what do you know…"
"Shut it. Time's wasting—let's go."
I grab her slender wrist and pull her in. Quick top-off, then perch on the bed.
"Before we start, stand in front of me for a sec."
"…Fine."
That impossible hourglass figure with curves that defy reason. I'd been craving it all week. I stroke the flare of her hip where the lines pop most, then lose it and bury my face in her pussy.
"Ah!"
The sneak attack and my hot breath make her yelp short and sharp. Sure, there's the submission effect, but my personal hunger comes first. I'd endured that humiliating Pilates squat torture dreaming of this exact moment. Jerked off holding back while watching that god-sculpted body dance on stage.
Up close, it's less soft and more perfectly firm. Daily maintenance pays off in those lifted hips and solid pelvis. I shove my hands into her thick thighs and grope to my heart's content. Touch it again, and again—never gets old. Technically still blocked by gym shorts, but horniness erases boundaries; I devour her like a beast.
"Fuck… what the hell kind of body is this?"
"……."
"Can't believe it no matter how much I feel. Working out a body like this should be illegal. You know how hard it is for guys to hide their boners?"
"The real crime is you… ahh!"
I blow a hard gust right into her slit, and she grabs my head, waist buckling slightly. Her tits press against my scalp, and my arousal meter blasts past normal.
No holding back anymore. "Strip and let's get to it. Can't just dive in raw—ever done 69?"
Truth is, it's the position I wanna try right now. I need to feel that massive lower body's full weight on me.
In the intimate space of shared breath, we eye each other's bodies and peel off clothes one by one. First full reveal of Ha Yeon-su naked—my gaze shamelessly chases her tits and pussy.
She's got her eyes down, whether from shame, humiliation, or something else—who knows. Avoids looking until I drop my pants. Then my cock springs out hard, and her eyes go wide.
Veins bulging on that thick shaft, pink tip like a ridiculous porn star—standing proud at a 180-degree salute, sniffing the ripe female scent ahead.
"……No way."
Just like I marveled at her body, she can't peel her eyes off my dick.
"With a body like yours, you've seen plenty of guys, right? Never had one this big?"
"Impossible… it gets even bigger than during workouts? This size isn't even in Western porn…."
Reaction beyond imagination. Guess even a hot 33-year-old like her had been eyeing my bulge in class.
"Enough gawking. My turn to check you out. Veins down here's about to burst—I'm dying."
Ha Yeon-su, who'd been dragging her feet till now, finally strips at the sight of my cock. Off comes the tank top, then the sports bra underneath. C-cup-level perky nipples, just like in the videos. Everyone loses it over pink, but I dig these slightly darkened areolas too.
Next, the main course: lower half. She fiddles with the elastic waistband, then slides them down slow. Smooth, flawless skin from hips to thighs—exactly matching the Pilates tights silhouette. Indescribable perfection.
"Hey."
"…What."
"One more to go. Finish stripping."
"……."
But the pussy stays hidden. Black floral lace panties—not super slutty with the coverage. She clutches them, hesitating.
"Come on, show me that instructor pussy. We're at the final stop—why play hard to get?"
"Fine… quit whining."
She whispers like it's a backroom handjob and slips them off. Just like on cam: thick bush. Neat inverted triangle, groomed edges with shave traces. Inner details still fuzzy.
"…Ngh."
Gently part with index finger, lift a bit—surprisingly pink inside. Well-maintained all around for a tidy slit.
"Haah!"
Can't resist; I shove my face in. On my knees like honey's dripping from her standing pussy, nose-deep, lapping wildly. Trace the labia like a dog in heat.
"Ngh… haah… hng…!"
Sounds way too slutty for a blackmailed woman. To probe every crevice, I wrap her thighs, flip her onto the bed. Prop her legs up like changing a diaper, devouring her underside inch by inch.
"Haaang…! Ngh… ahn! Aang! Ah! Ahn♥"
"Slurp, smack smack smack! Instructor pussy… nom, that pink entrance twitching is cute, and it's got this salty tang—delicious."
"S-stop! Ngh! …Why are you so good at this…?!"
"Dunno. Usually half-ass it, but your body's got me so worked up. Slurp."
"……."
She rolls her eyes sideways from her position, arms fidgeting cluelessly. Lips quiver, then curl into a satisfied smile.
…Smiling while getting forced? Weak to compliments? Adapted already? Or just super sensitive?
Figure it out later. She's a successful babe caught masturbating on cam—not for cash, probably just horniness, exhibitionism, showing off that bod as a hobby. Not a side gig after all.
Whatever—better if we both enjoy it.
First time with a BJ who's not all contempt, rage, and shame. Happy to roll with it. Finish tonguing her pussy proper, even lapping the wide thigh bones like wings.
"Um, hey."
"Slurp. Kiss. …What."
"Didn't you say 69 earlier…?"
"Oh."
Yeah, I did—but her killer lower half distracted me. Why bring it up? She wanna do something too? Voluntarily suck dick?
"What, wanna blow me?"
"No… just… feels like I'm the only one getting it…."
Her pupils drop to my raging cock anyway. Starting to solidify: Ha Yeon-su's a horny pervert. Her dampening pussy proves it. Probably the foreplay, but whatever.
She offers, I accept. We shift to the bed's center. I lie back; she mounts in 69, pleasuring each other's junk.
"Hng, ngh… haa… hngh."
Her raw weight smothering my face feels perfect. I dive back in, and her ass twitches. She taps my cock like fruit in the mart, then slow-swallows just the head. Warm mouth, tongue swirl—milf skills from age and marriage history.
Slurp… smack smack. Lick lick—saliva mixes echo.
But she pops off with a puha soon enough. Switches to lazy handjob; I call her out.
"Why? Blowjob was good—keep going."
"…Okay."
Praise hits right; she dives back in. But lifts off quick again.
"What's up."
"…Too big. Jaw hurts—can't adjust. Too different; can't do it long."
Small-jawed her vs. my monster—makes sense.
"Fine then. Gonna fuck your pussy next anyway."
"Ah…♥"
Final clit kiss hidden inside, then I rise.
"Wet enough now—should slide right in, yeah?"
Foreplay soaked her lower mouth. She dodges the embarrassed answer from her upper one. Shows it instead: slides off, lies back missionary.
Way more cooperative than the others. No annoying late resistance and shrieks mid-fuck. Laying it out herself? Smooth and grateful.
Channel that thanks: rip a condom, roll it on sacredly. Lick from that godsend waist to tits, then align at her pussy entrance.
"Lucky me—gonna devour this instructor pussy I blackmailed into submission~"
"……."
Polite bow before the feast. Yank her nape for that pressing weight, then "Hup!"
"Hngh♥"
Thrust hard—opened up yoga instructor Ha Yeon-su's pussy for good.