Chapter 420
Chapter 420
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 420
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (58)
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Even today, Jinhee unnie's bed lay empty. I woke to the rustling sounds and realized she'd left the dorm. She must've gone to meet the vice president, no doubt about it. Not long after, a car engine roared to life. I couldn't help but envy Jinhee unnie for getting to have sex at the crack of dawn.
So I called a taxi to go have sex with the vice president myself.
I bundled up fully—hat, mask, the works. And right beside me was Ciel, who had just woken up. Was she my sex friend...? Or my girlfriend? Whatever you called it, I couldn't just leave her behind when she clearly wanted some action too.
"Unnie... are we just gonna barge in and ruin their mood?"
"Shh. Quiet."
Truth be told, I hadn't planned on being this clingy... but we couldn't keep putting it off forever. Jinhee unnie and I both knew each other's secrets but pretended not to. To wipe away the awkward tension between us, I figured we'd clear up any misunderstandings by sharing his body together.
And while we were at it, I'd bring up Ciel too.
"Ah, unnie! Taxi’s here!"
"Good."
Once we'd sucked his dick together a bit, we'd be close again, right?
As I indulged in happy fantasies, Ciel called out to me. She'd complained about being sleepy, but now her eyes burned with excitement. She fidgeted restlessly, stamping her feet. I took her trembling hand, then tiptoed out of the dorm. We made it to the vice president's place without anyone spotting us.
"Unngh! I'll squeeze you tight! Haaang! Cum inside meee!"
But...
It wasn't just Jinhee unnie there?
"Haaa... Master... Aaaang!"
Yuki, playing up her coquettish act while getting raped by the vice president, and Jinhee unnie masturbating while filming her... The only Citrus member absent was Eunha. Somehow... it felt a little disappointing. Shoving aside that inexplicable pang of regret, I stripped and crashed their pussy party.
"Eeeeek?! U-Unnie Eun-ah?!"
Yuki's startled reaction was adorable.
After sex wrapped up, I handed the bed over to my little sisters and sat down with unnie for coffee, chatting about what we'd each been up to. We got called back a few times mid-conversation to suck the vice president's dick, but it still let us communicate a bit.
Jinhee unnie had gone through the same lewd lessons as me.
She'd started them reluctantly... but ended up falling head over heels for the vice president. Her story felt so much like mine that I felt this deep kinship. We shared this bond of falling for the same man—and giving him our virginities.
"Ughhh... it hurt so much, right? It doesn't hurt at all now, but back then..."
"Huh. Did it hurt for you, unnie?"
"...Huh?"
"Didn't hurt me one bit."
"R-Really?"
"Yeah. Guess my pussy just matches his dick better than others."
"...M-Must've been lucky then. Ahaha..."
If I kept harping on compatibility, she'd get sulky, right? Mature woman that I am, I switched topics to the little ones instead of rubbing it in. Yuki had become the vice president's sex slave. Was it because she's from a sexually open country? I wanted to hear what had happened to make her moan like that even now.
"...Blackmail?"
"Yeah, she said he had hidden cam footage on her."
"No way."
For some reason, Yuki had installed secret cameras and tried blackmailing the vice president. But it backfired, and she ended up blackmailed into becoming his sex slave instead... Her story was so ridiculous I could barely believe it.
Daring to blackmail my boyfriend?
Serves her right to end up a sex slave. No sympathy here. If anything, I wanted to toy with her myself—like how Jinhee unnie had raped her personally. I wanted to play with Yuki too.
"But... as you can see, she's totally submitted now."
"Yeah."
"By the way, Eun-ah... what's the deal with Ciel?"
"Hm? Oh... group sex is way more fun than one-on-one, right?"
"...Huh?!"
I confessed that I'd brought her along for fun at first, but started an orgy once I saw how much the vice president liked it. Jinhee unnie tilted her head, then nodded in agreement, convinced.
"True. My first 3P was today too... Hehe, it was fun."
"Right? I wanna suck his dick and kiss him... but I can't do both alone. With more girls, we can do it all at once. That's the best part."
"Ahh, I totally get it."
"And his face when he's focused on our pussies? Super cute. But hard to appreciate solo. I always felt like I was missing out... Now with a group, I can watch properly. Love that."
"Yeah, yeah, I know exactly."
Yep... unnie loves the vice president too, huh? On a face that's hard to call cute, but she got it completely. The thrill of fangirling over the same guy filled me with joy. For the first time, I felt like we were true comrades.
"Girls, come here already?"
His stamina was insane—he looked fine even after knocking out the little ones. Hmmm... Seeing his dick still rock-hard, I took Jinhee unnie's hand and climbed onto the vice president's bed.
He wasn't as kind as I'd hoped, and way more of a perv than expected... but even so, he'd become my entire world, more precious than anything. Without this man, I—we—wouldn't be this happy.
Hehe, feeling grateful, I stuck out my tongue with Jinhee unnie to clean his filthy dick. The vice president pulled out his smartphone and started filming our double blowjob.
Wanting to record this memorable Citrus orgy?
Grinning wide, I gave him a little extra service. My boyfriend's a perv who loves porn... He'd love some AV actress acting, right? Hehe, special performance just for him—no one else allowed.
"Dick... haa... so tasty... haang... dick."
"...Eun-ah?"
"What?"
"You're saying that's acting?"
"...Yeah?"
"Haaa... slurp, smack... haa, dick... mmph, so good... haa, slooourp... mm, ngh, dick, love it... unngh, deliciousss... haa, slooourp, pop..."
"..."
"Gotta go this hard for it to count as acting."
"Lame."
"Whaaat?!"
"Ah. Sorry. Slipped out loud."
"Gaeun, you!"
She was sulking over the compatibility talk earlier, huh? Showing off just a tad—a tiny bit—better acting than mine. Strutting like she was hot stuff despite her age... Honestly, it was cute. Her pussy didn't match, so she was compensating with skills. As the mature one, I'd let it slide. I acknowledged her acting chops.
"Kidding. You were good."
"...Hehe, right?"
"If only your pussy matched as well as your acting..."
"...Hah?"
"Vice president. Ready to start?"
"Hey! Gaeun! Don't change the subject!"
Why was she yelling like that? So un-leader-like... No wonder fans called Eunha the real leader of Citrus. She was the one who stayed calm anywhere, anytime—not Jinhee unnie, but Citrus's main rapper, Eunha.
"Unnie."
"What!"
"Should we bring Eunha too?"
"...What?!"
Still... something felt missing.
If we were going this far... it'd be way more fun if Eunha became one of the vice president's girls too. Too bad she couldn't. If all of Citrus dated the same guy, we'd bond so much tighter. And that'd boost our chances of success... Hmm, the more I thought, the more regretful it felt.
"Didn't I mention? Eunha's dating Jinsu."
"Huh. For real?"
"Whoa... guess we're all office couples then."
"Yeah. That's how it turned out."
But if she had a boyfriend... what could we do?
Swallowing my disappointment, I lay back on the bed and got into position. Cleaning was done—time for the main event. My pussy was already full of cum... but not overflowing yet. If the vice president was game, I could go more. The orgy had me still burning up.
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Yuki's worry mark vanished overnight... Confirming it, Lee Siwoo slammed his desk in rage. It was a chance to raise her 'bonding stage'—gone just like that. He felt like he'd been robbed in broad daylight.
But... thinking it over, it wasn't all bad.
The worry he'd uncovered was the vice president himself. Now resolved... she must've gotten some assurance he'd never approach her again. Otherwise, her issue with him hating the vice president wouldn't have cleared up.
His mood lifted again.
But he didn't know. After getting Eunha's permission, the vice president had moved into the dorm with minimal luggage. The bond he'd craved? The vice president was steadily building it. And Lee Siwoo would find out... not far in the future.