Quitting My Job Seemed to Make Everything Start Clicking Into Place
“Hoo….”
After hesitating for a long while, Kim Nagyeong let out a long sigh and switched off her phone screen.
“Maybe I should think about it a little more… Ah! But I already sent the picture… hiiiing….”
Still, once she remembered that she’d sent the photo first because she’d decided to just go through with it, her face fell, and she turned the screen back on.
“What’s my baby doing~?”
The moment her seniors walked into the changing room, Kim Nagyeong hurriedly turned the screen off again and pretended to be organizing her bag.
“My baby~ don’t you think your chest got bigger? Isn’t it about that time now? I bet you’re a D cup by now.”
“Eek—unnie!”
One of the women who came in reached out and squeezed Kim Nagyeong’s breasts.
“Heehee… I knew it. You really did get bigger. Looks like Nagyeong’s sex drive is kicking into high gear.”
“Oh, come on!”
“What? Athletes are fine, aren’t they? They’re so sturdy because they work out. Kyaaah. They last, they really last. If there aren’t enough, you can just make up for it with quantity, right? They’ll come at you like beasts.”
She knew athletes and cheerleaders tended to be close.
And she knew more than a few cheerleaders were involved with them.
But this unnie was a little too much. Rumor had it she even went around doing gangbangs.
I don’t want to become the center of gossip.
But then again, did that mean she was only sleeping with one athlete?
No. Once she got involved with one, all sorts of players would start calling her, sniffing around.
And there were rumors she’d even done threesomes and foursomes.
On top of that, the athletes themselves would compare notes about who was what kind of girl.
The seniors were saying the same kind of thing about the players, too. Maybe those players just wanted to fuck her and were probing through the seniors as go-betweens.
The thought even crossed her mind that she might go out believing it was one guy, only to end up dealing with several.
“Aww~ if our baby Nagyeong said she wanted to meet them, there’d be a line forming a mile long~”
“Ehh… still, I really don’t want to get involved with someone from the same workplace….”
“Our baby’s so innocent~ you don’t have any experience, do you?”
“No, that’s not true!”
“Geez~ with that smooth little body, those abs, those curves, and those breasts? You’re so perfect~”
Hearing that only made it clearer.
But she really hated that.
It just felt like becoming a whore.
She couldn’t ruin the image she’d protected for more than twenty years.
“I’ll get going first~”
“Go on carefully~ Ah, how am I supposed to tell the others Nagyeong can’t come out~”
“Hoo….”
On the way home with her bag in hand.
Lately, her sex drive had been devouring her whole body as if it had gone insane, and a sharp twinge shot through her lower abdomen.
Even the dildo’s getting boring now. Haa… I need a cock. A cock.
She’d tried every kind of dildo imaginable—vibrating ones, giant ones, ones covered in bumps.
But in the end, nothing was better than a real human cock.
Her seniors thought she was an innocent kid with no experience, but the truth was she had an enormous sex drive.
She just happened to be living with it somehow, thanks to superhuman levels of restraint.
Still, I can’t ruin the image I’ve built up until now.
Kim Nagyeong wanted to succeed, so she managed her surroundings with ruthless care.
She wanted to follow in the footsteps of the cheerleaders who had become popular and later broken into entertainment.
“Right. I have to endure it. I absolutely have to endure it. Hoo….”
It was fortunate when she had a boyfriend, but with no man beside her now, she felt close to losing her mind.
It was the kind of hunger that made it feel like she needed to shove a dildo into herself every single day just to stay sane.
“Haa… I want sex.”
That was why she’d turned to Z.
Even that was something she’d learned about through other cheerleader seniors.
She’d only been lurking and watching videos to get herself off with her hand until now.
But she’d reached her limit.
“Haa… a big, thick cock.”
The account that stood out the most among them was Hoon.
It was such a simple username, but the videos he uploaded were absolutely insane.
Just watching them made her hand drift toward her pussy on its own.
Sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, sometimes like a beast.
The way he devoured women was exactly the sex she’d always dreamed of.
[Hellooo. Um, by any chance, can you really keep this secret?]
It had been thirty minutes since she sent the photo. In the end, unable to hold out any longer, she sent the message while the traffic light was red for a moment.
[Hoon: As you can tell from the videos, I can keep it secret. But the videos get filmed, too. You should start by introducing yourself. If you just send a picture and nothing else, how am I supposed to know who you are?]
“Ah…!”
Five minutes after she sent the message, the reply came instantly, and she couldn’t stop her heart from hammering.
The cock she’d seen in those videos over and over again flashed naturally through her mind.
After parking, she rushed upstairs, sat on her bed without even taking off her clothes, and tapped at her phone screen.
“What should I say? Umm….”
[My name is Kim Nagyeong, and I contacted you after watching your videos. I… wanted to be fucked too.]
She’d never imagined she’d end up saying something so indecent herself, and heat rushed up to her face.
[Hoon: So? You just want to get fucked? You should at least tell me who you are and how you want to get fucked.]
“Huh? I… don’t know?”
Kim Nagyeong had assumed, naturally enough, that he might know who she was, since she was a cheerleader and had some name recognition on social media.
But his reaction was completely unexpected, and she shrank back a little.
[Ah… I, I’m.]
Kim Nagyeong agonized over it. Should she reveal her job or not, if he didn’t already know?
It’s not like this is going to be a one-time thing. With a cock like that, I’d want to keep getting fucked over and over.
She’d watched enough to know it wasn’t fake.
He was a man worth trusting.
[I’m Kim Nagyeong, a cheerleader for the Seoul Black Tigers baseball team.]
Kim Nagyeong made up her mind. If she couldn’t satisfy her sex drive and ended up bursting, it really would be a disaster.
Besides, even in this short conversation, it felt like the wall between them had already cracked a little.
[My sex drive is… a little strong. After watching your videos, Hoon, I wanted to have sex with you at least once.]
She really had no idea whether such a day would come. She’d never once felt that way before.
Even when she’d had a boyfriend, it had only ever gotten to the point where the boyfriend was the one begging for mercy, saying he couldn’t do it anymore.
She’d never once stopped because she felt satisfied.
[Hoon: Then you came to the right place.]
***
“Ha. A cheerleader? And twenty-two?”
Young. Really young. But that body was insanely mature.
Song Hoon felt his crotch grow heavy of its own accord as he looked over the photos and videos of Kim Nagyeong he’d found online.
“So this kind of girl is the one who contacted me first.”
Quitting his job really did seem to have made everything start clicking into place.
“A strong sex drive, huh. Pfft.”
He snorted. He’d dealt with plenty of girls like Lee Dahyeon who said they had strong sex drives, but they all broke down in front of him in the end.
They’d get to the point of begging him to keep fucking them until they died.
“She doesn’t seem to be following her instincts just yet.”
Most of the messages that came his way were practically written like a bitch in heat.
But Kim Nagyeong had a little too much shyness and ordinary awkwardness still lingering in the way she chatted.
That was true of the words she used, and of how much initiative she showed.
“That actually makes it more interesting.”
A woman with that shy side—someone who didn’t seem like the type at all—turning into a bitch on the bed.
The pleasure of that was beyond words.
And she was a cheerleader, too. A kind of celebrity.
[Tomorrow… tomorrow I have the day off because there’s no game. It’s a weekday, but… if it’s okay with you, Hoon, maybe… from the morning….]
Seeing how badly Kim Nagyeong wanted to be fucked as soon as possible, Song Hoon could tell she was on the verge of explosion.
“Then… I should make her even more desperate.”
By his estimate, she was A-rank. The points he could get from her were 160.
He planned to squeeze every last bit of value out of all of it.
Based on his experience with plenty of women so far, there were always times when sloppy, half-hearted sex didn’t yield the maximum points.
[Send me your location. I’ll pick you up in the morning.]
[Yes! The location is… .]
As the chat continued, Song Hoon stroked his chin. It would be fun this way, but something still felt lacking.
“If this girl becomes a stepping-stone, that wouldn’t be bad.”
Not just fucking her once and ending it, but having rumors spread, or getting introduced to other cheerleaders.
That would be the best outcome.
[Also, send me a picture of what you’re wearing tomorrow. And bring your cheerleader uniform when you come out.]
[Huh? Yes!]
“Then this shouldn’t just be about sex and done with. I’ll need to build a relationship a little.”
Up until now, it had been nothing more than sex, filming, and then done—but it looked like he’d need to put in a bit more effort.
***
Thump-thump.
It felt like the pounding of her heart was right beside her ear.
No matter how hard she tried to calm down, she just couldn’t.
“Hoo. Calm down. Calm down.”
Even though there was still time before the appointment, Kim Nagyeong had already finished every bit of prep and was pacing back and forth between the mirror and the interior of her apartment.
She checked her clothes once more. A short skirt and a long-sleeve crop top. Over that, a short puffer jacket.
The late-winter cold still hadn’t gone away, so she might be chilly, but she wasn’t going to be outside for long.
Looking pretty came first.
“What if he’s a weird guy? No, wait. From the comments on the people who met him, they said he was a handsome man. He can’t be weird.”
Her head filled with every kind of worry.
“Hehe… even if he’s only half as good as he looks in the videos, I’d be happy.”
Since videos were edited, she couldn’t believe everything she saw, so she figured even half of that would be enough to satisfy her.
“What kind of face does he have?”
And when the time came, she found herself hovering in front of the meeting place.
Honk—
Suddenly a car horn sounded, the window rolled down, and—
“Kim Nagyeong?”
“Yes? Yes!”
“Get in.”
Hoon, inside a black foreign-made SUV, looked exactly as she’d imagined him.
The corner of his mouth lifted.
He’s… gorgeous?
He was even more handsome than she’d expected.