My Exhibitionist Awakening

The moment I realized my moans had given me away, instead of getting angry, my neighbor's flustered yet oddly delighted reaction kept replaying in my head.

Shame had flushed my face bright red, but now an inexplicable, lewd thrill began to bubble up.

Is this the feeling AV actresses get from being watched?

My lower half, which had been cooling down just moments ago, was soaking wet again.

As if entranced, I stood up and grabbed my smartphone.

Just once... let's film it.

Seized by impulse, I propped up my phone, opened the camera app, and cautiously hit record.

Then I sat in front of the mirror, spreading my legs wide in an M-shape.

I adjusted the angle so the camera had a perfect view of my pussy lips gaping open and shut like a fish gasping for air, love juices dripping out.

"Ah... Ungh, hngh♡... Haa.."

I gently parted my labia with my fingers, capturing the twitching entrance and my stiffly erect clit ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠perfectly on camera.

"Ah, haat! Hauung...!"

As I circled my clit lightly with my fingertip, juices streamed down. I rubbed my index and middle fingers in a V along my inner lips, lightly scraping, then plunged them deep inside, fiercely scraping my G-spot.

Squelch-♡ Squish... The pussy walls clamped tight around my fingers, the room echoing with the sound of air rushing in from my fingering and the thick squelching of my juices.

Someone's gonna jerk off to me watching this, right?

Just that depraved thought alone had my pussy gushing hot juices again, glistening lewdly.

I grabbed my phone and zoomed in as close as possible to my drenched slit.

The screen filled with my throbbing pink hole and the thick juices coating it, captured in raw detail.

Squish.. Squelch.. Pffft..

Shoving two fingers into the wet gap unleashed sloppy water sounds and the obscene escape of air from inside, filling the room.

"Haaang!♡ Aaang!♡ Fuck me.. Ungh♡"

I whispered seductively toward faceless men, deliberately throwing a sultry glance at the camera while hooking my fingers to mercilessly rake my sensitive G-spot.

Splurt! Splurt! Squelch!

The insane thrill of filming my own slutty video fueled an exposure kink high, bringing pleasure faster and harder than ever.

"Aaaang!♡ C-cummingg!♡ Pound me harder!♡"

Finally hitting my limit, I arched my back like a bow, screaming a bitch-in-heat cry toward the lens as I squirted hot fluid.

Spuuurt-!♡

"Aaaaaang!♡ Hngh! Uuuung!♡ Ah, aaaang! Gaa...! Uaaaang!"

My body shuddered through an orgasm lasting over ten seconds. I dazedly watched my pussy juices splash the lens.

At the peak, my entrance quivered, spraying clear fluid like a fountain. The hole winked open and shut repeatedly, oozing yellowish foam from my juices. I spread it wide, exposing my slick inner walls and twitching cervix.

Haa.. Feels so fucking good..♡

After stopping the recording, I replayed the video—it was so hot even to me. But I didn't want my face out there, so I mosaicked it and uploaded to an adult underground community with a new account.

Within ten minutes, recommendations and likes poured in.

Reading the hundreds of vulgar comments flooding the screen sent electric shivers down my spine.

Imagining countless nameless men shaking their cocks to my fresh video, using me as jerk-off bait, made my womb tingle and fresh juices surge.

"Ah... Fuck, you crazy slut, this is wrong... Hngh♡..."

My mouth denied it, but the mirror showed my face flushed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with pleasure, eyes glazed over in ecstasy.

This insatiable lust was dragging me deeper into depravity's pit.

I slipped my fingers back into my wet slit, lost in filthy fantasies of someone ravaging my body at will. Refreshing spiked the views by dozens each time.

"Haa... Slut bitch♡... Hng!♡ Cumdump whore♡.." My voice leaked out in a needy, soaked moan.

Muttering self-loathing filth, my hand drifted back to my pussy.

My old self was fading into oblivion.

The pathetic thrill of being a sexual plaything for anonymous masses consumed my reason with blind female instinct.

Bitterly watching myself surrender to lust and fall endlessly was somehow exhilarating in its taboo rush.

Panting hot breaths, I thought of the toy arriving tomorrow.

If fingers felt this good, how wrecked would I get with a dildo ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stuffing my pussy full? Scrolling comments, I accidentally tapped into the chat.

Reading the text hit me with heat surging to my crotch before shame could, my pussy itching uncontrollably.

The rational me from before would've never dreamed this insanity, but my lust-soaked brain just followed the vibe.

Entranced, I spread my legs wide and yanked my hole open with two fingers.

I snapped a raw pic of my slutty pussy endlessly oozing clear nectar and sent it straight to MinseokOppa.

Less than a minute later, a ding and bank app alert popped up.

Seeing the mouthwatering sum, I smirked and fired off a casual reply before closing chat without a second thought.

The superiority of holding the reins had me kneading my soft white tits lushly with one hand.

The other dove fearlessly into my sopping pussy.

Squelch! Pffft♡ Squish! "Hng..♡ Ut..."

Relentlessly stirring and thrusting my own depths for pleasure, I couldn't hold back, shrieking in high-pitched moans as my body quaked to climax.

White-hot orgasm aftershocks fading, I dragged my languid body to the bathroom, rinsed my sticky mess once more, and collapsed into bed for deep sleep.

The next day, I hauled in the delivery box from the door and ripped open the tape in excitement to check contents.

Inside, bubble-wrapped neatly: a 15cm silicone dildo mimicking a real cock down to the veins, and a rotor.

I carefully peeled the plastic, afraid of scratches, and gripped the hefty toy.

"Whoa... shape and feel just like a real dick."

The soft-yet-firm texture and realistic details had my eyes widening in awe.

"Wanna try it right now, but..."

Toiling the dildo in hand, I seriously debated drenching my pussy in morning masturbation or saving it for a thorough night session.

"Nah, cumming first thing might make me sluggish. Play at night."

I stashed the dildo deep in my bedside drawer like treasure and got ready for the day.

Drying my hair, I idly checked my phone to find an official message from the Center.

"Oh, license is out."

I bolted out in light clothes with light steps toward the Center.

At the counter, the staff handed over my new license card with a smile.

"Haneul, you're officially cleared for action starting today. And here's your new ID."

Thrilled at finally being legit, my heart raced.

"Submit this license for Variant zone access. Want alerts for nearby Variant sightings?"

"Yes!"

Leaving the Center, I blew Minseok's cash on a shopping spree in the bustling district—curve-hugging dresses, sheer lacy lingerie that showed everything.

Time flew as I loaded up.

"Now I get why girls go nuts for shopping. It's addicting."

Dragging heavy bags home, exhausted, I remembered the big sauna nearby.

"Heh heh, time to hit the women's bath like a boss~"

The dark thrill of entering the women's section—unthinkable as a guy—had me buzzing.

I rushed home to dump the bags and headed out.

Turning the alley corner, I bumped straight into a tanned guy with blond hair.

"Hey, cutie. Take good care of me today."

Eh? What's this.. hypnosis?

A system window popped up beside a countdown: 3, 2, 1. Soon, my eyes glazed over, focus gone under hypnosis.