Chapter 109
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: An Event Just for Me (2)
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"Big Bro. Soo-ah unnie says to check her DM?"
"Yeah."
"You're not looking for it?"
"I am, but I figured I'd check it later."
"Ah!"
Without a word, both Im Hyeji and Kang Hana knew what was up.
"Did you give Soo-ah your semen?"
"...."
"..."
Kang Hana said it casually, then glanced sideways.
Luckily, no one had sat down next to them yet, or they might've been branded as crazy bastards.
"Gonna hit the bathroom in a bit."
"...In a bit?"
"Big Bro, no way..."
"What do you take me for? It's not like that."
The concert had begun.
After the opening act, Soo-ah's anxious expression was something to behold.
She seemed to think she was keeping her face under control, but up on that brightly lit stage, with tens of thousands of eyes on her...
"Soo-ah unnie looks kinda fidgety, doesn't she?"
"Feels like she's looking this way?"
"....Like she's looking at you, Big Bro."
It wasn't blatantly obvious or anything.
Still, I casually ignored the signals Soo-ah was sending.
I had my own plan.
Just as the next segment was about to start, I quietly slipped out of my seat.
I circled around to the outside aisle, entered a blind spot, and activated Stealth to climb onto the stage.
As long as I didn't block anyone's view, no one watching Soo-ah on stage would notice me vanishing into stealth.
Right as she wrapped up her closing remarks...
Soo-ah, who hadn't glanced my way in ages, headed backstage with a slightly uncomfortable look.
I followed her to the waiting room, getting a peek at the behind-the-scenes chaos of the concert stage along the way.
Staff bustled everywhere.
Even though only Soo-ah and her guests were performing, they were checking everything, moving props, prepping instruments...
From the outside, it looked like Soo-ah just appeared on stage, but so much preparation and effort went into it.
It was fascinating.
Almost like hunters gearing up for a dungeon.
In a setup like this, I could somewhat understand Soo-ah's reaction when I made my unusual request.
Even though her waiting room was in a relatively quiet spot with fewer people passing by, there was still decent foot traffic right outside the door.
Could anyone really have sex in a place like that?
Whatever the case, Soo-ah had made it happen and prepared accordingly.
"Soo-ah, you've got to go on in 20 minutes."
"Got it. Call me in 15."
She'd even carved out this much time.
"I'm screwed..."
Even though she didn't seem to need my semen at all from the opening performance alone, somehow it had become such a crucial part of her life that she was uttering lines this pessimistic.
"Screwed how?"
She hadn't nagged me once despite me ignoring her messages and making her anxious—instead, she reached straight for my dick with relief.
I could feel it.
Watching her approach so eagerly, checking her watch in surprise, I knew coming here was the right call.
A touch of tension.
Relief washing away the anxiety.
And the impatience born from that relief.
"Cute outfit."
"Ha... What do you think? Sexy concept..."
A short skirt with a tube top exposing her midriff and cleavage. More skin on display than covered—did it suit an innocent actress? But damn, it did.
Topped off with a leather jacket to tone down the over-the-top exposure.
"So fucking hot."
"...Pervert..."
My hand on her breast pushed the top down past her nipple without resistance, while the hand slipping into her shorts bypassed her panties and went straight for her pussy.
"No panties?"
"...They're see-through ones?"
"Don't see any."
"Was gonna put 'em on after..."
"Ah."
Her thorough preparations were revealing themselves one by one.
She hadn't even worn panties to avoid lactation stains.
She'd said she prepared ahead, but realizing she'd slotted time into her performance schedule just to fuck me—with details like this—made my dick swell rock-hard and throb.
Pulling down the shorts too, even a slight bend now exposed her pussy from behind under that short skirt.
"What if you went on stage like this?"
"....I'd rather not make this my 11th-anniversary retirement stage."
I pulled out my dick and she rubbed it right away.
In the full-length mirror, Soo-ah looked stunning.
Long legs, short skirt hiked up.
One breast exposed, leather jacket draped over.
Above all, her powerfully styled wavy hair and stage makeup gave off a totally new vibe from the usual Soo-ah—a whole different person.
Lipstick smeared from our rough kiss.
Ignoring it, she focused on my dick as I groped her breasts, and I slowly pushed into her wet pussy.
"Hngh...!"
Eyes squeezed shut.
Lips parting to welcome my finger with her pink tongue licking it.
Her carefully applied makeup smeared, but Soo-ah didn't care, shuddering as my dick plunged deep.
"N-no... It's been too long... Ahng..."
Unaware of my upgraded dick, she couldn't handle the sharp pleasure and let out moans.
"Eek...!"
"Having people outside definitely makes it hotter, huh? That's your kink?"
"No... Ng... Something's weird today..."
Finally conscious of the noise outside, she licked the finger in her mouth to muffle her moans.
When my thick cock hit bottom, she braced against the walls on either side of the mirror, head bowed, convulsing.
"You pretended to prepare reluctantly, but you were enjoying it more than me, weren't you?"
"No... I'm not..."
Naturally shifting to doggy style, each deep thrust sent her body jolting forward uncontrollably.
If I wasn't gripping her waist like a handle, she'd have slammed into the wall already.
Even now, she inched forward with each push, her tube top slipped down to her waist, breasts squishing against the mirror.
"Your makeup's getting ruined."
Her lips were already smeared, and with her cheeks pressed to the cold glass, I gently pulled her breasts away with one arm while stirring her mouth.
Her soft tongue licked my finger like it was wrapping around my dick.
"Mng... Oohk..."
Unable to moan properly around my finger, Soo-ah was lost in pleasure, not even checking the clock anymore.
Her perfectly styled hair was a mess now, and the smeared idol makeup gave me an immense sense of conquest.
What would her fans think if she went out like this?
Not even tomorrow's headlines.
The 11th-anniversary event could dominate entertainment news right away.
What the hell was she doing in her waiting room?
Of course, she'd fix it after we finished.
Soo-ah, who skipped panties just to fuck me, wouldn't have overlooked ruined makeup.
That was why.
I grabbed her breasts, lifting her torso upright as she slumped against the wall and mirror, all senses focused below.
Holding her chin to fix her head, I showed her the ragged, doll-like Soo-ah getting pounded, then leaned to her nape.
"Huu..."
No strength left even for moans. Her thighs, bare without stockings on purpose, dripped with juices.
Click.
Couldn't resist snapping a photo.
Soo-ah turned to look at me through the camera lens.
Wanting me to delete it?
Her lips moved.
"Hurry... Cum inside..."
Even then, some rationality lingered—her pussy clenched desperately, showing no intention of letting go, yet her words contradicted her body.
"Hello, everyone. I'm so honored to be invited here and sing two songs..."
The monitor showed the guest's ment starting after the song ended—signaling little time left for our fuck.
Soo-ah started moving her hips too, trying to milk my semen faster.
As the urge to cum surged, I bit her nape hard.
She winced at the erotic pain on her pale neck.
But as the load flooded her, she threw her head back in climax.
"Haaang...!!"
Her legs trembled violently.
Dick slipped out, semen and juices flowing down.
She collapsed to the floor.
"Haa... Haa..."
Soo-ah, who hadn't even panted after the opening stage, now panted hot breaths, lost in the afterglow.
I grabbed her head, turning it toward my cum-and-juice-covered dick as she sat there.
With her already smeared makeup rubbing against it, it was the lewdest sight imaginable.
Her red, plump lips sucked from the tip along my shaft.
Even then, she stretched her mouth wide to keep the makeup off my dick—a perfect finale.
I shoved my phone camera in her face, and she instinctively turned away.
"Show me."
But at my words, she pouted, opened wide, and showed the cum in her mouth.
"Mm..."
Gulp. Her expression snapped back as she swallowed.
Her flushed body hadn't cooled, but reality—with time running out—finally overrode instinct.
"This... Kang Jik!!"
She spotted the mark on her neck.
I quickly fastened the prepared item around it.
A leather choker.
Thick enough to hide my bite mark—a fashion piece.
Especially perfect with her sexy leather jacket.
"How's it look?"
"...Seriously..."
She glared but fiddled with it approvingly, not taking it off.
Knock knock knock.
"Soo-ah, five minutes."
"...Got it...!"
No time for heartfelt reunions or good-luck cheers.
No chit-chat.
Soo-ah hastily wiped the dripping cum and juices with tissue, slipped on her prepared panties, then shorts and stockings.
She roughly fixed her smeared makeup and waved at me.
Messy and frantic.
But her face looked utterly relieved.
"See you later!"
With that, she dashed out.
"..."
Felt like something insane had just whooshed by.
Left alone in the wrecked waiting room, I headed back to the stage.
The guest's final song.
No sign of disarray when Soo-ah joined for the second verse.