Chapter 395
Chapter 395
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 395
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (33)
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Every time the Vice President thrust into me, it felt so incredibly good... Eut, my hips kept twitching on their own accord. Grazing my sensitive spots as he slid in, haa... kissing my cervix, ung... then pulling out again... teasing my weak points with his cock. Even the pain had faded away, leaving me utterly exposed to pleasure... I clung to the Vice President, spilling out lewd moans.
"Haa, Mister... Eut, uung... Aaang! Ang!"
And then, as if he was feeling it too, he groaned... pulled me close, lowered his head, haa, chuup, chut... ung... and gave me a deep adult kiss. His tongue toyed freely with the inside of my mouth, drooling thick saliva everywhere. Ung, chup, chuup, gulp... Like that, we became one, confirming each other's sticky affection.
"Ueut, haa... Mister, haa..."
"Hee-jin..."
"Ung, haa... Chuup, haaah..."
We didn't say "I love you" outright, but I could feel it instinctively. The Vice President I loved... loved me back. What in the world could feel better than this? If we hadn't had sex... I'd never have known this happiness.
I was right to ask him for those lessons.
If we'd stopped at just kissing, it would've been half-hearted acting for sure. Forcing ourselves to go all the way like this... haang... with the Vice President was a blessing. Thanks to it, I could truly love him... aaaah, no, I mean... immerse myself even deeper in the act of love, and grow another step as an actress.
So, this audition should be a breeze, right?
Hehehe, the pleasant fantasy made me giggle without realizing it.
But... that didn't mean I was satisfied. Love comes in all kinds, and so does sex. So I wanted to try... like Han Ji-young, something a bit risky, or way hotter and more thrilling than this.
That's how I'd become a seasoned actress.
And plus, if we did that, the Vice President and I could... have sex every single day... Wait, what kind of nonsense am I imagining? I tried to snap out of it, but then a thought hit me. He might be great at kissing and sex, but the Vice President's a total virgin who's never even dated.
So, what if he falls for me?
Th-that would be trouble... It was entirely possible.
Look at him now, pounding away so vigorously it echoes with those slapping sounds. Ha-eut, uung... No way that's just acting. It's real... haaa, uung... Is he confessing with his cock right now? Wh-what if he really is?
As I panicked, wondering how to respond...
"Aaht, uung! Haaaang!"
The pleasure peaked...
"Mister, eut, aa... Aaaaaang!"
And unable to hold back, I climaxed hard...
"Uuuut! Haa... Haaaa..."
The Vice President came inside me.
A hot, sticky something filling my womb—the strangest sensation I'd ever felt... Haa, it felt so good. Because it was the Vice President's semen, haaa... a weird sense of accomplishment washed over me, making my heart race. I'd finally done it.
The Vice President must've loved my pussy too.
Hehehe, knowing his words weren't a lie—that he really liked my body—filled me with satisfaction and pride. Was this what real adult love felt like? Realizing the joy of giving and receiving, I hugged him tight.
"Haaaa... That felt amazing..."
"Haha, yeah?"
"Ung, chuu. Hehehe... So take responsibility."
"......Huh?"
"It's safe... That was a lie, actually."
"Whaaat?!"
"I might get pregnant from this? Hehe."
"You, you right now..."
"Puhuhu... Puhahaha, kidding, kidding! Mister, you're too serious."
"Phew... I thought it was real."
Of course, that was just a joke. But nothing's absolute in this world... "Safe day" didn't guarantee no pregnancy. So there was definitely a chance I'd get pregnant from this sex.
So if... by some miracle, I actually did...
I'd naturally retire, and the Vice President would quit to take responsibility. We'd escape the public eye, fleeing abroad or settling in a quiet countryside to build our little nest.
The members might get mad at first, but they're good kids—they'd come around. My little sisters would sneak over to play with the baby, being the best aunts. And Eun-a... she'd grumble alone but bring gifts for her niece or nephew.
'Hehe, thanks, Eun-a.'
'......It's not for you, unnie. It's for the baby.'
'That's why I'm thankful.'
'Hmph... But what's with that belly... Pregnant again?'
'Ahaha... Yeah, looks like it...'
Hmm, not bad at all? Seeing Eun-a bittersweet but smiling warmed my heart.
'Waaah... This is the cock that got unnie pregnant? It's huge...'
'H-hey! You're crazy? Unnie's right outside!'
'So what! Hehe, can I lick it? Hahm, chuup, chup... Haa, Ciel-chan, come lick too!'
'Sh-should I...?'
Wait... what the hell is Yuki doing?
Why is she licking my husband's cock... Aht, Ciel! You too? Stop it right now! And you, why aren't you doing anything! Wh-what? You're sexually frustrated? The refractory period's too long? Even so, this is cheating! I won't forgive...
-Slap
"Ow!"
"You're fantasizing again, aren't you?"
"......Cheater."
"What?"
"......No way. Hehe..."
"What are you mumbling about..."
I'd slipped into another delusion without realizing... Snapping out of it, it was ridiculous. No way those innocent, pure girls would do that with the Vice President. It was an apology-worthy fantasy for Yuki and Ciel.
And the Vice President... Cheating? Pfft.
That was the dumbest thought ever.
"Jin-hee, if you're back to your senses, let's clean up."
"Nee? Eut, haang! Wh-what are you doing?!"
"Huh? Wiping you down."
"Ah, th-thank you... N-no, wasn't once not enough?"
"It wasn't... but it's too late."
"Too late?"
I thought we'd do more... Glancing at the clock, it was already late night. Was it because it was my first time, so he took it slow? I wanted to keep going until he was satisfied, but... for tomorrow, I had to head back.
Regrettable... but ung, no choice.
After one last kiss with the Vice President... Ah, no, we had to wrap up the emotional arc properly. With his consent, I slipped back into "Hee-jin" mode, finished our sex, tidied up, and shared a hug.
"Mister... I love you."
"...I love you too."
"Hehehe."
Sweat, semen... and faint perfume mixed into a weird, utterly unpleasant smell. Yet why did it smell so good? Sniffing the vulgar, lewd scent, I shivered with pleasure and smiled.
I must've grumbled "When the hell is she coming back..." exactly ten times plus six more when Jin-hee unnie finally returned to the dorm. Way later than expected. Did the lesson run long? I wanted to ask for details but held back, not wanting to seem suspicious.
Right now, talking to the Vice President now that I finally had him alone was more important.
But this smell...
Why does unnie reek of it?
I even gifted her perfume as a warning, but she still came back covered in the Vice President's scent. So... they had some intense skinship again today, huh? ...Low-class. An idol hugging a geezer like the Vice President—unbelievable.
"Ah, Eun-a... Were you waiting up for me?"
"Unnie, you stink."
"...Ung? R-really?"
"Yeah."
"Ahaha... Embarrassing."
"You getting proper lessons?"
"Ung... Of course! I got it real intense today."
"Hee... Intense?"
"Yeah. Super intense!"
Is she picking a fight with me right now?
I bristled for a second but held back again. It was just acting lessons anyway. Intense or not, probably just hugs. In terms of level, my lesson today was hotter. So... maybe let it slide? Thinking back, it'd be ridiculous for me—who went down on him—to get mad. Compared to fellatio, unnie's lesson was kindergarten stuff.
"I see. Congrats."
"Ung... Really? Hehe, thanks."
"Congrats, but... wash up so you don't stink."
"Huuung... Our Eun-a's sensitive to smells, huh?"
"Yeah."
"But that's weird? Weren't you smelling like it too, Eun-a?"
"......Hah?"
"Maybe you should wash up first? Ah, and I did shower, Eun-a. Sweated buckets during the lesson... Ahaha."
".....What?"
"But I still smell... Hehe, guess I should've scrubbed harder."
"Unnie, right now..."
"Sorry, mind scooting? Yaaawn... Super tired, gotta sleep early."
"......"
"Night, Eun-a."
What was this gross feeling? Seeing relaxed Jin-hee unnie pissed me off. Just hours ago, she was her usual self... Now she seemed more composed than anyone, like she'd matured another level.
What the... Makes it feel like I lost.
Mood ruined.
Fuming, I called the Vice President right away.