E-Class Hunter — Jeon Somin (3)

Leaving the strange smell behind, I stepped inside the house.

Jeon Somin handed me a cup of coffee with a slightly awkward, creaking motion.

It wasn't anything weird — just ordinary coffee.

I told her I'd drink it gladly, took a few sips, then more or less dumped the rest into my stomach and said to her:

"Well, I've had the coffee you gave me, so I'll get started on the Sexual Processing Duty right away."

"R-right away...?"

"Yes. No reason to drag our feet."

She hadn't expected me to jump straight in, so she was more than a little surprised — but then her face settled into a look of resolve.

Jeon Somin led me into the room where she slept.

Once inside, I thought:

I figured things out this far, but what do I do next?

The coffee had bought me time to organize my thoughts up to this point, but I hadn't decided what came after.

No — more accurately, I couldn't decide.

Couldn't be helped. You don't ask a virgin for more than that.

So I stood there sweating cold for a bit.

"Sh-should I take everything off?"

"Ah, yes, yes. That would be best."

At her words I nodded vigorously in agreement.

The thought of seeing that busty beauty naked — you couldn't see her eyes well, but look closely and she was quite the looker — had me answering on pure spinal reflex.

Anyway, that still didn't solve anything.

While I was fretting over what to do next—

Come to think of it, doesn't that app have any messages?

In webtoons and the like, something usually pops up in situations like this, right?

I checked my smartphone, and sure enough:

Of course!

A mission, just like in the webtoons.

In my case it was security work, but still.

So I just need to satisfy her with finger play?

Armed with at least a bare-minimum guideline for the situation, I spun my thoughts quickly and settled on a plan.

Caressing... I've never done it, but I've seen enough of that stuff. I should be able to find the good spots. If not... well, I'll just have to muscle through with raw stats.

The guy whose brain had been completely blanked out moments ago had just delivered a crystal-clear answer.

Granted, that answer was a little loose in the screws.

While I was reaching that conclusion inside my head—

"I-I've finished undressing..."

Apparently she'd already stripped completely. She was naked.

I swallowed hard at the sight of Jeon Somin bare.

—Gulp.

I knew they were big, but this is way beyond what I expected... whoa.

Those massive breasts, pulled down by gravity, and below — unlike her messy hair — a neatly groomed lower half that would make any man salivate.

I could have ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠held it together that far, but—

She's looking forward to this.

Down there, between her thighs, clear fluid was already running — proof that Somin was anticipating what was about to happen.

That alone was more than enough to harden ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠everything below the belt.

I stared at naked Jeon Somin for a moment, lost, then snapped out of it and said:

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"Well then, since you're fully undressed, I'll begin the Sexual Processing Duty."

I said it like it was actual work.

Deep down, satisfying my own desire was the bigger part — but on the surface, this was Sexual Processing Duty.

I was about to lay her straight down on the bed and start caressing when—

"Um, umm... could we... maybe not look at each other's faces?"

Somin made a rather unexpected request.

"Not look at faces?"

"I-I have a hard time looking at people's faces... and this is my first time, so..."

I had no choice but to nod.

Wait. A body like that, and it's her first time?

Is the world still fair after all...?

Anyway, she clearly had no experience and was awkward with people.

So I scrapped the plan of carefully observing her lower half while I worked.

Instead—

"Understood. I'll do it from behind so our faces aren't visible."

"Th-thank you..."

"Just so you know, there may be more 'physical contact' than originally planned."

"Y-yes. I was prepared for that much..."

I changed the plan to caressing her while pressed against her from behind.

I sat on the bed first, and Somin sat in front of me.

At that ultra-close range, the distinctly feminine scent of her made me even harder.

But if I ignored the Sexual Processing Duty and just went for sex, who knew what would happen — so I kept my desire as tightly reined as I could.

"Then I'll begin."

"Y-yes..."

Both of us spoke with a slight edge of tension.

"Just in case — I'm going to hold your waist."

"Hiek! Y-yeess..."

The first thing I did in this Sexual Processing Duty was put my hands on her waist.

Hmm, more belly fat than I expected?

After settling my hands on her waist—

Squish—♥

"Hiek♥♥!"

I immediately slid a finger into her — into her pussy.

Normally you'd put gel on your hands, or work through various caresses until the juices flow.

With this much already coming out, there's no point.

So I went straight to what she wanted.

Honestly, being behind her, I figured I might not get it in on the first try — but surprisingly, it went right in.

Thinking that, I worked Jeon Somin's pussy with my fingers.

I couldn't exactly call it skilled.

A virgin doesn't become a sex genius on the first go.

But—

—Squish♥! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠—Squish♥! —Squish♥! —Squish♥!

I-it doesn't seem like he's that good at it...♥♥ B-but his fingers are so thick...♥ Hiiit♥♥!

Whether it was the difference between a man's body and a woman's, or simply the fact that someone else was fingering her — Somin realized she felt far better than when she masturbated alone.

Her body trembled faintly while I—

The lower half seems fine for now... but isn't this a little boring like this...?

Just doing straightforward caresses felt somehow dull.

Couldn't be helped. One hand was busy below, but the other was just sitting on Jeon Somin's waist. Kind of boring.

So I decided to take a small gamble.

"I'll do your breasts as well."

A fairly big gamble, that.

"Y-yeess...♥?!"

She looked back at me like she couldn't believe what she'd heard, but I didn't stop.

—Squeeze♥

"Nngh♥♥?!"

When I took her breast — specifically the areola — in my free hand and twisted it with a bit of force, her whole body shuddered hard.

Apparently she liked that caress quite a lot.

I'd call that a successful gamble.

I smiled to myself, thinking it had gone pretty well, and worked my fingers even harder.

—Squish♥—Squish♥—Squish♥—Squish♥

"Hiiit...♥ W-wait a second...♥♥! Hngk! Th-thereee♥♥♥!"

One hand worked below.

—Twirl♥Twirl♥

"I-it's sensitive thereee♥! Nngh♥♥! Hnnn...♥!"

The other worked above.

Maybe because I was going at it so hard—

Hiiiit...♥!! Something feels weird...♥! Something's cominggg♥!! Hiiit♥♥! I'm going♥♥! Going! Going! Going! Going♥♥♥♥!

She felt climax surging up fast, and before long she couldn't hold it—

—Fwoosh! Fshiiiiii!!!

—and came hard, squirting spectacularly.

"Hweeeeeit♥♥♥?!!!"

Her body convulsed through the orgasm, and watching her, I—

Did I just make her come... with my own hands?

I half-doubted whether I'd really done that to her — then—

—Trembletremble·····

Watching Jeon Somin shudder through the aftershocks, big tremors fading into small ones, I smiled.

I did it.

I had actually made a woman come.

That alone was enough to fill the self-esteem that had been running so low.

With my confidence recharged, my eyes went to the app I'd left open in the corner of the bed.

The tutorial seemed to have gone well.

I couldn't be sure, but if I'd gotten 500P — half of my month's worth of bullying compensation plus a few months of work points — she must have been pretty damn satisfied.

While I was thinking that—

—Ding.

After-Service?

If it was After-Service, then surely...

While I was still processing that—

"Haah...♥ Haah...♥ U-umm..."

Somin had come back to her senses and was looking back at me.

And with—

"D-do you still have a lot of time...♥?"

—a thoroughly lewd expression on her face.