Chapter 8
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: An Ingeniously Crazy Chick
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"You... got a lot of money?"
This fucking bitch?
I was momentarily speechless.
Was this the kind of question you asked someone you'd just met—no, not quite a stranger, but someone you hadn't even had a proper private chat with for a few hours yet?
And all while wearing nothing but a shower robe, sitting right on my lap.
"Ah, don't get the wrong idea? It's not like I need money or semen or anything."
"Pardon...?"
"Were you scared I'd try to squeeze you for cash? That's cute."
She tapped my cheek playfully.
I couldn't wrap my head around it.
If she didn't need money, why the hell ask?
The rumors said she was a "gilded pauper."
All flash, no substance, leeching off rich senior guys.
But she didn't need money?
Reading my expression, she shrugged.
"I've got plenty of money too. Well, precisely speaking, my dad's a 'Royal Jelly' producer."
"Royal... Jelly?"
"Yeah. Top 1% output in Korea, the real golden egg-laying goose."
She gestured around the living room.
"You can tell just from this officetel, right? No rent on this baby. Daddy bought it as an enrollment gift."
Only then did I really take in the room.
Marble floors, chandelier on the ceiling, paintings on the walls.
Quality you wouldn't believe for a college-town officetel.
Definitely not something a student could maintain with a part-time job.
That "gilded pauper" nickname?
Just jealous bullshit from haters, or a wild guess from her flashy spending.
She was the real deal. A genuine gold digger.
Or, well, semen digger, maybe.
"Then... why'd you ask?"
A girl swimming in cash with no needs—why probe my wealth?
Lee Ha-na flashed a sly smile and placed her hand on my chest.
Her fingers slipped between the buttons of my shirt.
"Hmm... To be precise, I didn't ask if you had a lot of 'money'."
Her hand slid slowly downward.
Over my abs, past my navel, stopping at my belt buckle.
"I asked if you had a lot of 'semen'."
Her palm pressed firmly against my heavy crotch.
"Ngh."
A groan slipped out from the sudden stimulation.
My cock, emptied once already, twitched back to life at her touch.
"Truth is, I've got this weird fantasy."
"W-Weird... fantasy?"
She leaned forward.
Wet strands of hair tickled my face.
Her eyes trembled.
Desire.
Mixed with a hint of shy embarrassment.
"Don't think it's weird, okay? Just hear me out. See..."
She hesitated.
What fantasy deserved that kind of buildup?
SM? Or something even harder core?
Lee Ha-na exhaled like she'd made up her mind.
"I... wanna get drenched in semen all over my body..."
"...Pardon?"
"Weird, right? Wanting to blow cash like that... Even with money, it's tough."
Semen shower.
It took three seconds to process the words.
In this world, semen was money.
12,000 won per ml.
For a shower? Even a half-body soak would take liters.
That's tens of millions, hell, hundreds of millions in cash.
And it wasn't just the cost.
Collecting that much was damn near impossible.
A guy would have to unload his lifetime supply in one go.
"So... you have a semen fetish? A kink?"
Lee Ha-na tilted her head at my words.
"Huh? Fetish? Nah, that's for guys."
"Pardon?"
"I think old folks used it for women too... But these days, it means triggers that boost guys' output, right? Like, stockings make 'em produce more."
Ah.
This world's common sense.
Sex drive was just a production tool.
Even "fetish" twisted into something purely instrumental for yield.
The idea of a woman getting sexually excited by something? Faded into obscurity.
"Anyway, sounds about right. Yeah... I love semen. Not for its monetary value, but the sticky, fishy liquid itself."
She licked her lips.
"Warm, gooey... Imagine your whole body covered in it. Just thinking about it drives me crazy."
Her breathing grew ragged.
Back in the school collection room, when she drank my load and it splattered her face.
That ecstatic look on her face.
Not joy from earning cash.
Pure love for the semen—the texture, the scent.
A true pervert.
A monster born from capitalism, itching to treat money like tissue paper.
But.
To me, she was the perfect customer.
"...I get it, Sunbae."
"Really?!"
Lee Ha-na's eyes sparkled.
"You won't call me a crazy bitch? Everyone freaks out when I tell 'em. 'You're full of shit,' or 'You don't know the value of money.'"
"No name-calling. In fact..."
I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"I think I can help you out."
"Huh?"
"That's why you asked if I had money, right? Meaning, 'Can you afford to waste semen?'"
She nodded.
"Exactly. I saw you unload at school earlier. That amount... just in case."
Her gaze locked on my crotch.
Pure longing dripping from it.
"If you want, I'll spray you down. Face... body, hands, feet. Anywhere you say."
"F-For real?"
"Yeah. You want a semen shower, right? A full one might be tough, but I can soak you good."
Her mouth fell open at my words.
"S-Semen shower...? H-How can words that violent even go together?!"
She cupped her cheeks with both hands.
"So lewd... So intense... Semen shower..."
She wasn't disgusted.
Her brain was already running simulations.
White liquid pouring like rain, her dancing beneath it.
No one else in the world could fulfill Lee Ha-na's insane fetish.
Unless some chaebol heir hired dozens of guys for an orgy.
But I could do it solo.
My factory ran 24/7.
'And I can waste a few loads no problem.'
Bank account already over ten million.
More coming.
Five million in semen?
For this pretty sunbae begging like that? Worth it once.
This was flexing.
True man's flex.
"Haa... haa..."
Lee Ha-na seemed deaf to my words already.
Glassy-eyed, staring into space, her hand slipped under the robe.
Squelch.
The wet sounds rang out clearly.
"Nngh... Yes... Semen... Pouring semen like rain..."
She started fingering her pussy.
Forgot I was right there.
Or maybe knowing I watched turned her on more.
The robe slipped off her shoulders.
Her fingers plunged relentlessly.
Squelch. Squelch. Slurp.
So lewd.
Insanely hot.
The famous school sunbae, in heat from "semen shower," masturbating.
Any guy could hold back from that sight?
Not me.
"Hoo..."
I decided not to hold back either.
Unbuckled my belt.
Pulled down the zipper, then my straining underwear.
Thwack!
The massive pillar sprang free.
Bigger than before.
Veins writhing like worms, precum already beading at the tip.
Gripped my cock while eyeing her.
She sat spread-legged before me.
I slumped back down and stroked.
Just 30cm apart.
Our genitals on full display.
But no touching.
She fingered her pussy, I jerked my cock.
Each chasing our own pleasure.
"Haang! Do-hun... yours is... so huge... nngh!"
She moaned, eyes on my cock.
Her gaze followed my strokes.
"That huge thing... all that volume... on me..."
Her fingers sped up.
I matched pace.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
Frottage sounds filled the room.
Visual stimulation overwhelming.
Pink flesh feasting before my eyes.
And the conquest of granting her "semen shower" fantasy.
Climax rushed in fast.
Held back since before lunch.
Tank full.
On the verge.
"Ngh...!"
Stood up wordlessly.
Couldn't stay seated.
Approached her.
She was lost in ecstasy, eyes shut.
Thrust my cock right to her face.
Tip brushing her nose.
"Haa... the scent... so thick..."
She opened her eyes.
Cock right there.
But she didn't flinch.
Lips parted slightly, eyes full of anticipation looking up.
"You gonna give it...? To me...?"
Her voice trembled.
No words—just faster strokes.
Glans swelled to bursting.
Urethra gaping.
"Here it comes!"
Short shout.
She instinctively knew.
Eyes wide.
Fear? No.
Ecstasy.
Mouth gaped wider, tongue out.
Ready to receive.
Boom!
Spluuuurt!!!
White ropes blasted out.
Massive load slammed her face.
Splat!
"Hnnngh?!"
Her head seemed to snap back.
Force of the spray.
But it didn't stop.
Gush! Gush! Gush!
Forehead, eyes, nose, mouth.
Her entire face whitened in seconds.
"Pha! Nghph!"
She gasped, but I kept going.
Aimed lower.
Nape, collarbone, breasts.
White paint drenched her upper body.
"Haaaang!! This... this is it! What I dreamed of...!"
She screamed.
Body convulsing.
Under the semen rain, she fingered furiously.
Slurp. Slurp. Squelch!
"So much! So hot! So sticky! Aaaang!"
Her whole body spasmed.
My cum trickled down her cleavage to pool in her navel.
Face dripping, couldn't open her eyes.
But she was smiling.
Mad grin.
"More! Give me more! Cover me completely!"
"Raaagh!"
I roared, squeezing out the last drops.
400ml... 500ml...
Her upper body was more white than skin now.
Like a plaster statue.
"Kuuugh...!!"
She threw her head back in orgasm.
Body went limp.
Only heavy breaths filled the room.
"Haa... haa..."
Gripped my spent cock, catching my breath.
The sight was brutal yet beautiful.
Lee Ha-na sprawled, covered in cum.
Tongue out, licking it from her lips.
"Hehe... Tasty..."
She looked up at me with hazy eyes.
"Do-hun... you're... the best."
A woman climaxing from semen splatter.
Guess I should be grateful for stumbling on another ingeniously crazy chick.
Things were getting exciting from here on out.