Chapter 202
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 202
Chapter Title: Part 2 - Let Me Sample It First Before Deciding.
“Four... four thousand...”
Seyeon held up four fingers, looking embarrassed as she spoke.
The way her spread fingers trembled showed she knew full well she was proposing an absurd deal.
“What... no...”
“Is it too much?”
“Hold on. My brain just froze because the number’s so outrageous. Let me think.”
“Okay...”
No matter how much of a virgin bombshell beauty Seyeon was, with her massive, perfectly shaped tits straight out of a fantasy, 40 million was still way too steep for a one-time fuck.
Even with all the money I’d saved up, watching that huge number vanish in one go...
‘Wait...’
It was too much for one go, but what if it wasn’t just once?
If I milked her dry over and over, it might actually be a decent deal.
Three times... three nights with her might even be a steal.
A girl like Seyeon could probably charge a million per pop, and rich guys would line up. Three all-night creampie passes for a flat 40 million?
Sure, I was throwing in the lead role in the drama too... but that was because she had the chops to become a major rookie star, and I genuinely wanted her for it. Not some charity handout.
Still, before I answered, I wanted to clear up my curiosity first.
“Hmm... but before that, mind telling me why you need such a huge sum all of a sudden? Last time at the bar, you freaked out. What changed to make you offer your body like this? Hmm?”
As I spoke, I pulled her closer, bolder than before, wrapping my arm around her slim waist instead of her shoulder.
“Eek?!”
With Seyeon pressed right up against me, her spring-like scent tickled my nose.
Her waist curved gracefully inward, practically begging my hand to explore it.
That slender waist merging into hips perfect for popping out kids effortlessly—it was a tactile dream.
“Hng... hngh! W-wait... why are you touching me there...”
“I want to have this talk closer and more seriously. Doesn’t being stuck like this make you feel more positive?”
“At least put some pants on! That thing... it’s getting bigger...”
“Hm?”
Come to think of it, blood was rushing to my bare lower half.
Maybe it was her explosive body, but just groping her a bit had my cock lifting its head, throbbing back to life.
“Ugh... it’s so ugly... no way... it’s always that huge...?”
Seyeon stared in shock at the erect cock she’d never seen before.
Bare and veiny, standing tall after wrecking Mina so hard—it was already recharged and imposing.
As I thought about pulling back again, a good idea hit me.
“Seyeon, back to the point. Tell me why you need so much money. While you touch this.”
I grabbed her wrist and forced her hand onto my cock.
“Hng, ngh?! Kyah!! What are you doing! Stop! Let go... kngh...!”
Seyeon struggled with all her might to pull away, but her delicate frame couldn’t escape my grip no matter how she flailed.
“Don’t waste energy. Just give it a little squeeze. Come on.”
“N-no...! Kyaa! It touched... ugh, so hot and gross... let go, please...”
“This all adds points in your favor. You gotta make me feel good to get what you want, right? So spill it.”
“It’s dirty... haa...”
Finally giving in, Seyeon pressed her body close and wrapped her hand around my cock.
I was forcing her hand over it half-coercively, but her soft, warm palm felt straight-up ecstatic on my dick.
While I made her grip it and groped her exposed waist and hips with my other hand, Seyeon slowly opened up.
“You must think it’s weird asking for 40 million... but my mom’s sick and needs surgery.”
“...Surgery?”
The heavier-than-expected story made me pause, but the groping continued.
“Hng! Haa... yes...”
“Surgery costing 40 million? No insurance?”
“We have it. But she needs a liver transplant for cirrhosis... even with insurance, meds, hospital stay, everything adds up to about 40 million.”
Seyeon spoke with sad eyes.
She seemed to have forgotten my cock in her hand while sharing her heavy story.
“Hmm... I see. That explains it. Why didn’t you say at the bar last time?”
“No donor back then, so no point. Recently, Mom’s improved, donor showed up, and surgery talks got real.”
“Tch... your situation’s rougher than I thought. I get the attitude shift.”
“Yes... so please let go of my hand...”
As she slyly tried to pull away, I tightened my grip on our overlapped hands.
“Hng...!”
“But a donor means you gotta schedule fast, or someone else snags it, right?”
“Yes. Haa... it’s so stressful, anxious every day...”
“...Can’t let that slide. Gotta get the money ASAP...”
“Yes. Please... any way? You can skip the Rising Star lead...”
“What?”
“I want to act, but right now, money and Mom come first...”
“...”
I’d planned to hear her out, exploit it, and have some fun. But it was way more serious than I’d guessed.
Which meant Seyeon was backed into a corner.
40 million was steep, but for a sad story like that, I’d gladly cover it.
After some fun, of course.
I grinned lewdly and spoke.
“Seyeon. What’re you saying? You gotta do the drama. Like I said, Rising Star’s about an idol trainee’s growth. I read the script—character fits you perfect.”
“But... my demands are...”
“Taking cash and bailing makes you a whore. If that’s the plan, I’d buy pros. Why push rookies for sex service? There’s satisfaction in making stars.”
Of course, seeing girls screaming under me become stars basking in fame gave a massive conquest rush...
“Anyway, you’re not some cheap whore, so don’t say that. Got it?”
“Yes. I hated bringing it up... no choice... sob sob...”
“Whoa, why cry?”
Emotions surging, Seyeon buried her face in her hands and sobbed.
She curled up, bawling hard. Better a tantrum than this heartbreaking sob—it made my plans awkward...
But I had to push through.
Wouldn’t be fair to the girls who cried and got fucked begging me.
“Seyeon. Stop. Enough crying. How many times you gonna show me tears?”
“Hic... sorry... but I held it in... sob...”
“Got it. I’ll handle it. So stop.”
“...!! Really...?”
Seyeon lifted her tear-streaked face like a savior appeared.
She’d cried so hard mascara ran, tears black from makeup.
Her disheveled look like a tragic heroine? Hot.
“...Makeup’s ruined. Wipe it.”
“Ah, yes.”
I handed tissue; she pulled a mirror and cleaned up. I spoke loud enough to hear.
“Ha, 40 mil and a lead role for some unheard-of agency trainee. Total sucker deal.”
“...You’ll really do it...?”
Powder puffing.
Cosmetics smelled sweet.
“Yeah. But first, conditions.”
“W-what...?”
Her wet voice dripped distrust.
Seyeon closed her pouch, turned to me, anxious.
No escape thoughts—she was hooked.
“Gotta check your enthusiasm before bed. Can’t give handouts if service sucks.”
“S-so what’s the condition?!”
“Make me cum here. Handjob sample, like a taste test. Grip my cock like before.”
“How even...”
“Haha, why so sudden? No experience, but you know basics? Stroke up and down till I blow.”
“...”
Seyeon’s eyes drifted to my cock, face twisting.
Grotesquely thick and long monster.
Her tiny hand taming it? Dizzying thought.
“What? Hate it? If this is too much already, we’re done.”
“I-I’ll do it! Till there... I said I would! I’m committed, can’t back out...!”
“Sure you can?”
“Just... peel the skin back and forth, right?!”
“Ooh, good description. Slide that foreskin over the plump head. Stimulates the...”
“S-stop! Don’t need details!”
“Great attitude. Let’s get that service. Won’t help anymore. You milk my cum yourself. That’s the deal. Fail to satisfy? You know.”
Seyeon swallowed hard, steeling herself.
“O-okay... but you keep your promise?”
“Swear. Milk me with a handjob, leave calling home ‘money’s ready.’”
“Deal. Then...”
Seyeon deep-breathed, scooted beside my thigh, gripped my cock herself.
I naturally snuggled her, stroking, groping.
“Hng...! Hoo...”
No real resistance to my touches.
Expected this skinship, no panic.
Or accepting soon-to-be lover, clothes off anyway.
“Like... this...?”
Her hand started moving.
Self-teaching, stroking the massive cock up down up down.
Slap slap slap slap slap.
“Hng! Hngh! Hoo... hngh...!”
Ironic—me receiving, but her moaning.
Size too big? Effort heavy.
Slim arms no muscle, yet frantic speed from start.
Total newbie noob.
No dating experience, first cock today—pro would be weirder.
“How’s it? Feel good? Hngh! Ha... haa... haat...!”
“Hm... honestly? Lame. No feeling.”
“What?! I’m trying so hard...!”
“Anyone tries. Gotta do it right.”
“Ugh... faster then...”
Lips bitten, she sped up.
Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap!
“Hooo! Haa... haa... arm hurts... hngh!”
“...”
Dry pistoning.
Shake till you drop? Just arm workout.
‘Cock embarrassed, sure, but staring at air, relying on feel? No connection...’
Make a sexy face, eye my cock lewdly.
Sweet voice: How’s this? Feels good? Emotional share for cum rise. Too mechanical.
Seyeon teachable mountain frustrating.
“Ha, Seyeon. Wasn’t helping, but this’ll take forever. Hint: not just shaking. Expression, talk—turn guy on for cum urge. And softer, loving grip, not shake.”
“Ngh... even if you say...”
“That’s it. Now learn as female instinct. Can’t overcome, lose interest in fucking you.”
I grabbed pants; she frantically stroked again.
“N-no! I need this... if so... eit...!”
“Kgh?!”
Cornered, Seyeon pheromoned instinctively.
Pressed tits to my chest, subtle grind, soft squish tempting.
Courting heart-tickle dance; finally, feeling it.
“H-how’s... this...? Connection...?”
Beaming, warmly cradling cock; I smiled unwittingly.
“Hoo... yes. Like that. Good. Using your weapon tits to seduce...!”
I grabbed her tits, squeezing hard.
“Kyah?! T-this...!”
“Letting me grope these perky udders perks my dick too. That’s guys.”
“Hng...”
Quick learner, she offered tits meekly.
Handjob gentler, kinder.
Still lacking, but cum-worthy now.
“Better now? Feels... good...?”
Feedback hit; frequent eye contact, sweet talk.
Knew acting, nearly stole my heart.
“Ahem. Better, but still lacking...”
“Now?”
Face to cock...
“Chuuup... ptoo♡!”
Thick spit lubed it.
“Kgh?! You... where’d you...”
“Saw with Mina sunbae. Slicker, your face relaxes. Stickier feels better... right?”
“Y-yeah...”
“Hehet♡”
Own pace now, full handjob assault.
Lube-slick cock squelching in her hand... properly oiled stroking doubled pleasure.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch♡♡!!
“Hoo, hoo... kghat!”
“Director, feel good? This speed okay...?”
“Uh? Y-yeah...”
“Got it.♡”
Confident, full technique.
Hand dancing one with cock, body plastered chest-to-chest, weird noises assaulting senses.
“Hng♡ hoong♡ Arm hurts, but you like, so effort...”
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch-♡!
Not just cock. Scent, soft brushes. Faint moans.
‘Insane. Dying to newbie handjob...’
Ego bruised, but bed Seyeon curiosity spiked.
From ‘connection’ mention? Acting instant grasp?
Whatever. Time to...
“Seyeon...! Under me quick!”
“Hng! Hngh?! What... meaning...”
“Between my legs.”
I shifted her; awkwardly, she knelt between thighs, face-to-cock.
“W-what?! Close to cum, cheating!”
“No. Pass.”
“Huh...?”
“Do this. Mouth it. I’ll cum right away.”
“C-crazy! Not in deal! Endured for this!”
“Acting good. Finish! Cock in mouth! Lil oral, I’ll blow instant. Quick!”
“A-ah... really...!”
Irked huff, cautious grip, mouth open.
“This... too big...”
Huge for mouth, but mustered first oral.
“Haup♡!”
“Kgh?!”
Spit flood showering cock.
Melty soft... oh, she cried earlier...
Hot slick mouth, cute face—something rising...
“Think handjob but mouth. Hurry before edge fades?”
“Mp! Ump♡! Hmmp♡!”
Slurp slurp slurp..♡ schlurp♡!
A... so clumsy... teeth scraping head...
Tongue idle—lick cock clean...
Suction for pussy mimic...
Nothing right, but hotter for it.
Virgin mouth-pussy.
No skills, earnest sloppiness oddly hot.
“Normally throat-fuck, but first time mercy.”
Too green, risk injury...
“Your effort building cum. Gonna blow soon?”
“Mp mp mp♡! Ump?!”
“Keep sucking?”
Grabbed head, moderate thrusts.
“Glrk♡ kglk♡ phoo hmp..! Hmp♡!”
Schlurp schlurp schlurp♡!
Panting breath tingling.
Thick spit flooding groin... sticky slick bliss...
“Now... cumming...!”
“Hmmp?!!”
Finale: pulled out, stroked self.
Aim: her pretty, wrecked face.
“W-wait... no...!”
Prey sensed, arms up but—
Splurt! Splurt-♡! Spuuurt♡!
“U... ugh... gross... what is... smells weird... I’m a mess...”
My potent load splattered her body, ruining her.