Chapter 46
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Convinced by Min-seong's Words Again
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Should I let him touch my legs?
It all started with that joke from back then.
I'd told him that if he worked hard, I'd let him touch my legs, and Min-seong showed up with some decent items, begging to do just that.
Strangely, I couldn't bring myself to refuse.
After he'd groped my legs to his heart's content...
He got Go PD to approve those items and then mauled my breasts like a madman.
That's when curiosity hit me about the shape of his cock, hidden deep inside his pants.
Miraculously, the guy whipped it out and let me stare all I wanted.
It was the start of our bizarre relationship.
I fondled his dick mindlessly, and true to his virgin inexperience, he blew his load in no time.
Feeling responsible for the guy moping that it was his first ejaculation, I ended up giving him my body too.
Not satisfied with that, we went straight into a blowjob and full-on sex right there in my office.
A nonstop chain of insane decisions.
But every bit of it was an overwhelming thrill for me.
Choi Min-seong, the maknae writer so far beneath me.
Young, clueless, a total virgin newbie.
Why did this utterly ordinary guy keep popping into my head?
It had to be the rush from all that touching and merging of bodies.
The electric pleasure of being impaled on Min-seong's massive cock, lingering in my mind.
'I swore I'd never do this again.'
I'd resolved, dead serious, never to get tangled up with Min-seong.
But day by day, that scorching sensation set my body ablaze.
The intensity of it grew into something I craved more with time.
It took ages to admit that sex with Min-seong had been that good.
Still, no way could I be the one to initiate.
'A woman like me can't stoop that low.'
Celebrities had hit on me more times than I could count.
I couldn't beg a guy like Min-seong first.
He was a virgin newbie—if I tempted him just right, he'd lose it and pounce.
That's what I figured, but the bastard drew a line and pushed back.
My pride shattered into pieces.
You dare reject me?
So I called him over to my place.
To break him for good today.
I hated this setup where I was the one summoning him because I craved his dick.
Next time, I'd make him beg for it.
Make him plead desperately to fuck me.
'I'll tame him.'
I definitely would.
For that, I needed a leash on Min-seong first—a weakness to bind him with.
'That cock's too dangerous.'
If he just slammed into me, I'd lose my damn mind.
Ruining the whole plan.
I had to stay rational enough to toy with him, so I plotted to blackmail him into my obedient pet.
'But the cock's worth keeping.'
Last time, it was partly my fault, so no leverage.
Today, if he jumped me without me offering, that'd be clear grounds to nail him.
"Huu. Writer-nim. It's dangerous having that thing out in front of you."
The plan was working, at least somewhat.
I'd used yoga to flaunt my body, let him touch—and now his cock was rock-hard.
A guy in that state must be suffering. Unrelieved, it'd be torture.
Even nudging him toward jerking off was to crank his arousal higher.
"You're something else. You actually do it when I tell you."
"You said to. Huu."
"So, feeling good? All tingly?"
"D-don't make me talk."
Excited, eyes squeezed shut, just stroking his own dick—Min-seong.
Men get visual thrills too, right? Time to tempt him more.
"Sick of watching that filthy show. When's it gonna end?"
"Dunno. Haa."
"This is annoying. Hey, Choi Min-seong. If I flash my tits, can you cum quicker?"
"Tits?"
Jackpot. Eyes popping wide, pure innocence.
"Can't let you keep jerking off in front of me forever. What do you say? Tits?"
"Yes! Show me!"
Trying to hide those quivering lips, I slipped the tank top straps down slyly.
They slid right off, peeling back the liner inside—nipples popping free.
"...Me, doing this. Unreal."
"Thank you! Writer-nim!"
Seeing those wide-as-fists eyes locked on my breasts, him jerking furiously...
My pussy started getting slick, little by little.
That monster cock—yeah, it's huge, no denying.
"Writer-nim. Wanna touch your tits."
"No."
Absolutely not.
To make him snap and pounce, I had to tease—couldn't relieve that urge.
He'd admitted solo jerking wasn't enough. Nothing more allowed.
"Haa. You're cruel."
"Shameless jerk. Said we shouldn't get involved. No interest in that kind of thing. Yet you wanna grope?"
"Huu. Huu."
"Be grateful for this. I don't flash my tits for just anyone."
"We've already sucked and fucked everything."
"So you wanna now too?"
"Think it'd make me cum faster."
"Hmm."
"You said you'd make me finish quick. Said you hated watching."
"Ah... yeah, I did."
What the...?
Why were Min-seong's words so damn convincing?
I had said that.
Made it impossible to argue back.
"Then let me touch. Hurry!"
"O-okay. Go ahead."
Shit!
What the hell was wrong with me?
No intention of allowing it—yet I caved anyway.
"Kyaa!"
Min-seong shoved my shoulders, flattening me down.
Climbed on top, wedged his cock between my tits, and started kneading away.
"Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Touching! You said I could!"
"N-no! Not like this!"
"Huu. Quiet down. I'm right on the edge."
"…."
How the hell did things end up like this?
I was supposed to be in control—yet it all went to shit again.
Squish... squish...
Watching Min-seong's cock slide back and forth between my tits.
Seeing precum bead up in the slit of that plum-sized glans.
I couldn't muster any resistance—just lay there silent.
Why was I letting Min-seong lead me around like this?
But... it wasn't half bad.
His glans gliding between my breasts looked so damn pretty.
Memories of devouring it last time flooded back—my self-control starting to crumble.
'Talk about a mood-killer.'
Kang Seo-yoon's inner thoughts kept popping up as messages—made countering her a breeze.
What? Lure me into pouncing, blackmail me, turn me into her pet after?
No way in hell was I playing her toy.
'You just dug your own grave.'
She'd bared her tits to end the "gross" jerk-off show quick.
I turned it right around on her.
Convinced her that letting me grope would speed things up.
Even with basic D-grade Conviction—not even C—it worked.
Couldn't argue against her own words.
Score: My first titfuck.
'A bit small, though.'
B-cups didn't quite envelop perfectly.
But clutching those tits full in my hands, sliding my cock—plenty thrilling.
Kang Seo-yoon's stare fixed on my glans from below? Pure fire.
Wh-why does the glans look so pretty?
Kang Seo-yoon's arousal ticking up too.
Meaningless if I'm the only one fired up—glad she's reacting.
"You said no more of this stuff with me."
D-grade Conviction left some resistance, sure.
"So why'd you bare your tits to make me cum fast?"
"No, that's... "
"Your fault, Writer-nim. Own it."
She craned her head a tad—my glans teasing her pretty lips, barely brushing.
Crank the heat?
Thrust big on purpose, grazing those lips.
'Whoa. Bullseye.'
Kang Seo-yoon didn't yank back.
It reached all the way here.
Sh-should I stick my tongue out just a little?
Stronger lust reading back—stoking her curiosity.
Y-yes. Better to amp the stimulation. If I... suck a little. Won't that arouse him more?
Since it's come to this, if I use my tongue, he'll be the one suffering.
Perfect self-rationalization. Love it.
I'll lend a hand with that desire.
"Writer-nim. Wanna cum quick. Open your mouth."
"M-my mouth?"
Perfect. Nice.
"Hurry up!"
"Ah..."
Grabbed the back of her head with both hands, slammed my hips forward.
My glans plunged straight into her gaping mouth.
Worked my hips gently, tugged her head—guiding the blowjob.
Big. So big. Can't fit past the glans.
He's crazy aroused. Min-seong. Good. Just like I planned.
But this stuffed-full-mouth feel... not bad at all. Big cocks really are different.
Her thoughts flipping nonstop—had me chuckling inwardly.
At war with herself?
Pumped my hips awhile, then halted abruptly.
"Work that tongue, Writer-nim."
Slurp...
"Tease the slit nice and dirty."
Suck... sluuuurp...
Why am I obeying? No. No way. Min-seong's the one lost to lust. I'm just... helping out.
Rationalizing solo while going to town on my glans.
Tongue pointed sharp for intense licks.
Lips puckered tight, sucking vacuum kisses.
Every move pure ecstasy—ejaculation building fast.
No holding back.
"Writer-nim. Gonna cum."
Already? More sucking... No, make it quick. Or... hold him back to torture more?
Even she seemed lost now, flailing in confusion.
Her adorable turmoil ramped my urge higher.
"Huu. Can't hold it!"
Yanked her head hard, hips plunging deep.
Shoved my cock down her throat.
Deepthroat.
Glans curving along her throat wall—raw, vivid sensation.
Pent-up load erupted.
Spurt! Spurt!
"Haa..."
Lightning zipping up my spine, raw bliss exploding.
Slap slap slap—
Glanced down at her thigh-smacks—
Tears beading, pained grimace, cheeks ballooned with my cum.
Didn't pull out this time.
'Swallow it. Kang Seo-yoon.'
P-Painful. P-pull out. Like this, I'll...
No escape—she gulped it down for air.
Gulp... glug...
'Fuck, this is insanely hot.'
Watching my load slide down her throat—mind-blowing arousal.
First time feeding her cum—whole new ecstasy.
"Writer-nim. Why'd you swallow?"
Loved it too much; teased as I slipped out.
Cough—cough—
One hack later...
"Why didn't you pull your dick out?!"
She exploded, glaring daggers.
Yeah. Fight back like that.
Today's Kang Seo-yoon—sexy, cute overload. Driving me nuts.
I came to dominate—better seal the deal.
"Writer-nim. Can't hold back anymore."
I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bedroom.