Chapter 16
Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Adult Idol Im Da-hyun
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The interior of the room in Louis, the room salon, resembled the streets of a red-light district thanks to the red lighting.
The color of lust. It wasn't just some shade laid out for casual drinking.
I hadn't just drunk last time I came here either.
A tank top that fully exposed her upper chest, paired with a skin-tight miniskirt.
Im Da-hyun, dressed in an outfit that would only appear in the densest one-night clubs, snuggled into my arms and pressed her tits firmly against me.
She was brazenly showing off the size of her breasts to a total stranger.
And she was an idol, no less.
"Ha... so this is sexual entertainment, huh..."
I grabbed Im Da-hyun's shoulders and gently pushed her away as I spoke.
My voice carried a calm tone, as if I'd already seen it coming, or like I was utterly jaded.
It was different from when High & Enter had offered me sexual favors before.
Experience really made all the difference.
"It's just mutual give-and-take, something like that, haha. Oh, I'm Kim Hyun-sik, president of Roenberry. Feel free to call me President Kim!"
The man in the blue suit was, as expected, the president of a cosmetics company.
With his hair slicked all the way back and a red tie peeking out from under that blue suit, he didn't strike me as someone with a normal mindset.
He looked like a total lunatic at first glance.
"...President Kim. Why would a company president come out for sexual favors with his ad model? Normally, this kind of thing goes through an ad agency..."
"Director, enough with the nitty-gritty details~ Just sit down first! Come on, come on..."
"Haha, yeah, just like Da-hyun says. Let's sit and talk it over!"
Unable to resist their overly enthusiastic hospitality, I took a seat for now.
The table was set up with the same array of liquors as when I'd received Sihyun and Harang's bodies.
And sure enough, Im Da-hyun scooted right up next to me, poured a drink, and crossed her legs to flash her pale thigh at me.
Wearing such a short miniskirt while sitting like that, her white panties peeked out too.
"You can touch if you want."
Im Da-hyun whispered in my ear, aware of my gaze.
Her tongue flicked my earlobe on the way, feeling like a declaration that she'd wring every drop of my cum out of me.
I shouldn't let this happen... But her voice was too seductive, and my cock started to stiffen bit by bit.
No matter how hard I tried singing the national anthem in my head, her womanly scent, the warm red lighting, and her hand sliding from my shoulder toward my chest sent blood rushing south.
In the end, to hide my fully erect cock standing tall, I leaned forward and rested my arms on the table.
It looked like the motion of someone about to start a serious discussion.
"Whew... President Kim, this is problematic. The amount you've offered is already way too low."
"Director, I know our bid is about 30 percent lower than other companies' ad slots. But that 30 percent? Da-hyun's pussy can more than make up for it. I guarantee it."
President Kim clenched his fists as he said it.
I had no idea how he could guarantee that, but with Im Da-hyun's sex appeal piercing the heavens, I'd let that slide for now.
"But seriously, why is an ad model out here for favors with her own president? It doesn't make sense."
"Haha, because it's a win-win for everyone."
"Why? Ah..."
The puzzle pieces clicked together in my head.
Weekend music show time-slot ads. The viewers are idol fanatics, and Im Da-hyun might be a bit low-tier, but she's still an idol.
Snagging that slot would boost her visibility and draw in fans.
From the company's side, they get prime-time ads, and they can just shower her with perks later.
"As expected, you're sharp. Saves me from wasting words. Hahaha!"
"Sigh... But does Im Da-hyun's agency know about this?"
"Yeah, her agency head's my brother."
"...Impressive."
Brothers really know how to look out for each other.
I shook my head and glanced at Im Da-hyun.
From her outfit on, she was showing more skin than coverage anyway. Looked like she wanted this gig herself.
'Hmm...'
I'd already taken sexual favors from Rize and given them a music show slot. Accepting this too would make me look like a straight-up corrupt director.
I voiced my thoughts.
"Sorry, this won't work."
"Da-hyun's pussy is pure fantasy!"
"That has nothing to do with this."
"Her tits might be fake, but they're soft without sagging, perfectly shaped!"
"Yes, yes, hearing your testimonials is plenty. Let's call this meeting off. Try for the next opportunity... Ugh!"
A long, slender finger layered over my pants zipper area.
A quick glance at its owner showed her eyes glazed over, red hair swept behind her ear, staring only at my crotch.
"Da... Da-hyun, let go. We can't do this right now... Ngh!"
Before I knew it, Im Da-hyun's hand was inside my pants, kneading my cock.
Her movements were so swift I barely registered my personal space being invaded.
Her eyes were feral, like a madwoman dead serious about sexual favors.
"Director! I'll step out now! Cum nice and cool inside Da-hyun's pussy, and sign this contract here! Please!"
"No, no, President Kim, wait! Don't go!"
Ignoring my words entirely, he slapped the contract on the table and bolted.
"Director, I love you."
"Ha, Da-hyun, what the hell is this? Aren't you ashamed in front of your fans?"
"I'm an idol who makes a living off bold outfits, naughty songs, and dances. My fans are fans because they want to see my hot body and sexy faces. To repay their faith, I have to love sex."
"? What does loving sex have to do with sexual favors?"
"If I'm gonna fuck anyway, better if it comes with a shot at standing in front of fans. Here, let me strip you. Lift your hips."
Utcha.
Whoa, the flow was so natural I lifted my ass without thinking.
My pants and boxers slid down to my ankles, my cock fully erect and rigid enough to poke the ceiling.
"Hee... fuck, it's huge... You're handsome too, Director. Gotta have like ten girlfriends, right?"
"None. Hurry up and pull my pants back... Whoa?! Ngh!"
Im Da-hyun's mouth reached my cock before I could pull my pants up.
"Churp—slurp—slurrrp—!"
"Urk... Hoo..."
What the... why is she sucking so good...
How much experience does she even have? I've never had oral like this.
Nothing like with Sihyun or Harang. This was pro-level sex savvy.
Hot, wet, soft, yet sucking my cock hard.
"Purrrrrp...! Slurp—! Paha! Damn, it's so big I can't hold it long."
"This can't... I already did this with Rize, if I do it again..."
"Rize? Those bitches serviced you too, huh?"
"Ah, no, that's..."
"That's just how it is in this industry. Unless you're a total A-lister, you gotta spread for the NSS Director. Hehe."
She sucked so fast it felt like my cock might get pulled off, and I ended up blabbing.
Ah, Im Da-hyun... honestly, she looks fucking delicious...
"Director, don't overthink it. Just accept it as befits your position~"
Im Da-hyun reached back, unzipped her top, and flung it off.
Her panties followed in a flash, landing on the pile.
From that already slutty outfit, she transformed into something far sluttier: full nude.
Her tits... huge. President Kim said they were fake, but unlike rice bowls, they had this perfect bounce and softness coexisting.
Maybe she got implants to amp up already big ones.
The fake tits had a nice shape for sure. No sag, like full water balloons...
Grab—
Before I knew it, both hands were kneading Im Da-hyun's tits.
Soft yet firm. Yeah, springy. Not tough or floppy.
Squish squish...
Ooh, a different pleasure from natural tits?
Nipples... pink, just like Sihyun and Harang's. Do girl idols get picked by nipple color?
Yeah, even if exposed, pink ones are a plus.
"Hng... hnng..."
I pinched her nipple between my fingers and twisted, drawing a shy moan from Im Da-hyun.
"Sensitive here, huh?"
"Di... Director... don't tease my nipples too much... Kyaa!"
Chomp chomp chomp...
I latched onto her plump tits, slapping my tongue against her nipples.
Bumps already formed on them, giving my tongue tip that bumpy sensation.
"Puh... haa!"
Now the other tit got a big bite, showered with affection.
I marked both breasts equally with my saliva stamps.
Smack smack smack—!
"Haa... haa... haaang!!"
Her head arched back, tits trying to flee my mouth but soaring skyward as her back bowed like a bow.
She bragged about being good at sex, but climaxing from just nipple play? This girl has insane libido.
"What, you already came?"
"N-no... I didn't..."
"It's already soaked down here though?"
"That's... kyaaah!!"
About to do everything anyway, I dropped the formalities and shoved two fingers brutally into the pink slit between her legs.
Sexual favors? Might as well get rough and do what I want.
Squelch squelch squelch—!
"Kyaaa!!! Too deep! Too fast! W-wait... kngh!!"
Spurt...
A few fingering thrusts and pussy juice squirted out, splattering my clothes.
Are my fingers that long and stimulating? Women cum easy on them.
I stripped off the rest of my clothes and gave the roughly panting Im Da-hyun a deep kiss.
"Slurp... slurp..."
My hands grabbed both tits again.
And squeezed hard, like I was gonna burst them.
"Slurrp...?! Mmph! Ngh!!!"
Fake or not, tits hurt when squeezed hard, but I didn't let go.
"Chup... mmph!! Slurrrrrrp!!!"
I gripped her fleeing tits even harder, pulled her toward me, and waged tongue war in her saliva-filled mouth.
Not even drunk, yet here I was, lost to sex.
Fuck it. Life's about sex.
Today's the day I wreck Da-hyun's pussy.