Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: Chapter 23 - 023. 첫사랑이자 짝사랑의 아다를 따먹는 날
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: The Day I Fuck My First Love's Pussy
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Just like Moon Seokho begging me to massage his girlfriend—a girl I'd never even met—my daily life and status had changed dramatically in just one week.
Unlike before, when I only hung out with close friends from the department, now people were approaching me left and right.
My phone was piled up with unread texts and DMs.
Of course, it was all thanks to the rumors about my massages, but everyone has a bit of an exhibitionist streak, and I wasn't complaining.
Especially...
[Bae Yuri: Can I slack off later? Weather's way too nice to just stay cooped up in the cafe... heh]
The fact that Yuri—who only ever sent lame dad jokes as her idea of starting a chat—was now casually texting me about everyday stuff.
[Im Haeun: Jang Hyunwoo what're you up to]
[Im Haeun: Come to Hongdae right now and massage my legs]
[Im Haeun: Ah]
[Im Haeun: Why are your massages so damn good]
[Im Haeun: Keeps making me think about it]
[Im Haeun: Be on standby tomorrow afternoon]
Im Haeun, who I'd never even exchanged texts with before—hell, I could barely remember if we'd ever messaged at all—was now hitting me up like it was no big deal. It had my lips curling up into a grin.
I chuckled to myself and skimmed past the other messages. Then I replied to Yuri and Haeun with just the right delay.
Reply too fast, and I seem too easy. Wait too long, and I look pathetic. Gotta time it just right—
—Rattle!
"Hyunwoo! Sorry I'm late. It's my turn, right?"
"Oh, you made it? One more minute and I'd have marked you as a no-show."
"Come on, don't be so heartless. You have no idea how much I begged Seokho just to get a massage from you. Cut me some slack this once."
"Fine, fine. Only 'cause you're Jeong-ah sunbae who carried our last group project. Come on in and sit."
"Thanks!"
I was in the middle of texting when Min Jeong-ah, my department senior, pushed open the door.
For the record, this was one of the unused department rooms.
The guys were fine, but the girls often let out moans during massages, which could get awkward in a lecture hall.
I hadn't thought of it myself—someone must've asked Seokho, who scouted this spot out for me.
Guy's a real lifesaver in every way.
"Foot massage, right?"
"Yep. That's why I was late—I washed up and ditched the stockings."
"Perfect. Just rest your feet on my lap."
"Take good care of me. This is my lunch coffee money on the line? I heard you're the best, so I'm trusting you!"
Senior Min Jeong-ah, whose black stockings always looked killer.
I cupped her soap-scented bare feet in both hands and got right to it.
"Eek...! W-what... your hands are so warm... ngh..."
The moment my hands touched her, sexy little sounds started spilling out.
With all my points dumped into Dexterity yesterday and today, it was the usual reaction—nothing surprising.
Her toes had a lot of black aura, so I focused there, loosening it up.
Then, hitting the center of her sole where blue and red lights overlapped, I pressed hard.
"Haaah...!!!"
She clamped her thighs together under her skirt, a sharp moan slipping through her gritted teeth.
Refreshment 80%, arousal 20%.
While enjoying her flustered reaction, I grabbed her other foot and asked Senior Jeong-ah,
"Feels good, right?"
"Insane... ah♡ ah, ha ha... I couldn't help it... kinda embarrassing. Now I get why you don't do it in the lecture hall... ahn..."
Her face flushed red, toes wiggling as she answered. I smirked and made my pitch.
"Looks like you've got tension all over, not just your feet. If you're interested, come by my Massage Room next time."
"Haa... Massage Room? You have one of those?"
"Yeah. I only recommend it to people who need the full treatment—way better than this quick session. Totally different level."
"That sounds tempting... but isn't booking tough? Lots of people waiting today."
"Massage Room's flexible—just match my schedule. Separate spot too."
"Really? Then I wanna try... haat...!"
"Yep. Hit me up when you're free. Oh, and keep it between us. I don't tell everyone. Word spreads, and it'll get booked solid."
"Haa... got it. My lips are sealed."
Jackpot. Sale closed.
This was how I slipped in Massage Room plugs—only to the girls who reacted to my touch.
Come to think of it, didn't Senior Jeong-ah have a long-term boyfriend? Some city senior?
Whatever.
Didn't matter.
At uni, I grinded points and did some light sales pitches between sessions. Afternoons were for cafe shifts.
I'd considered ditching the part-time gig to focus on massages, but decided to keep it going.
—Swish, swish, swish!
"My arms are gonna fall off... sunbae—"
"You made the whipping cream. Shake harder."
"Ugh, why'd you put the empty canister there... I shook so hard and got nothing..."
"The legend is you left the empty one there yourself."
"I-it was a mistake! You're so mean!"
Clumsy as hell, but her energy was cute—Yuri, my part-time junior. Hated to lose that.
"Hyunwoo. Once Yuri finishes, sort the empty boxes in the storeroom. I'll be in the office."
"Got it."
"Ehh, but I'm nervous without oppa..."
"Call if anything comes up. I'll come help."
She drew clear lines, so getting close was tough—but losing eye candy like the boss lady? No thanks.
No cafe meant easy chats with Yuri, but the boss? Tougher.
"Sunbae, sunbae. Arm massage later? Pretty please."
"Not hard, but you know the rates went up, right?"
"Saw your text earlier. With your skills, totally worth it!"
"Appreciate it. Oh, boss lady. Wanna try a quick hand massage? Yuri raved about it."
"Yeah, yeah! Boss lady, you gotta! Sunbae's amazing!"
"Next time. If I think of it, I'll ask."
"Sure thing."
"...Wonder if I can ask again soon. Tomorrow or the day after...?"
"Huh? What was that, Yuri?"
"Nothing! Whipping's done! Good job, right?"
"Lemme see... Nice work. Good job."
She was a fortress, but one crack was all it took.
Just one massage anywhere, and I'd drag her to the Massage Room. Believed it.
So no whining over today's miss.
"See ya tomorrow, sunbae!"
"You too. Get home safe."
After the shift, I crashed at home and studied till bed.
Not department stuff—massage studies.
Books weren't super helpful, but with this power, soaking up new massage knowledge was straight-up fun.
Day flew by like that.
Morning to lunch: massaged juniors, peers, seniors non-stop.
Afternoon.
"Jang Hyunwoo, let's go."
"Alright."
I headed out of uni with Im Haeun.
Destination: Massage Room, obviously.
"Isn't Hamin coming too? Said he'd wait nearby."
"Something came up last minute. Grabbing food with a senior he knows."
"Ah."
No clue if it was real or him bailing for me again—but thanks either way.
Walking side-by-side to my place, I was hit again by how stunning Im Haeun was.
Guys passing by—and even girls—kept stealing glances. How could I miss that?
Her outfit was killer too: light blue hot pants, white crop top showing navel, sheer shirt draped over.
She rocked skinnies usually, but this was like last massage—dressed for easy stripping.
Her slim figure and legs on full display. Every guy at uni stared.
They'd never guess she's with a guy like me, but the jealous glares? Crystal clear.
'Look all you want. I'm about to strip Haeun bare and play with every inch.'
Self-esteem and superiority surged.
This perfect girl others could only ogle—I'd strip naked, touch her depths, and fuck her.
Lower body unlock pending, but today? I'd nail it all.
Total MP banked over two days: 1631.
181 left now.
Minus 150 for oil, rest dumped straight into Dexterity.
Dexterity hit 82, and past 80, the difference was night-and-day.
Not just sharper senses anymore.
In today's architecture drawing lecture, my lines stayed steady, uniform thickness—shocked even me.
Any fine-motor work? Finger precision jumped.
Massages? Even better.
Hands moved on autopilot. Instinct nailed perfect pressure, angles.
Early 70s? This was five steps beyond.
'With this Dexterity, title effects, and Haeun's personality...'
I knew it now.
Unlocking parts, boosting Arousal—it hinged on how well I understood the client.
Plus, the app's Arousal ramp-up wasn't that brutal.
So I was confident.
—Click.
"You first."
"Okay."
Home sweet home. Grabbed the delivery by the door, headed in with Haeun.
Before handing her the uniform, casual pitch:
"Haeun. How about pussy and ass with the tits today?"
"Pussy and ass?"
"Yeah. Ass'll shape your hips nice. Pussy's sensitivity-focused—way more nerve endings than tits, feels insane."
"Hmm... really?"
She perked up right away. As expected.
Her lower body's well-maintained—no big knots—so pure beauty play.
Pussy? Duh.
After last time's flood, promising even better? No way she'd pass.
"How much for all that? Heard your rates hiked."
"55,000 won. Pricey? But you'll never regret it."
"......"
Steep combined.
But Haeun—who'd tasted 100% Arousal—wouldn't balk.
Girls splurge on clothes, beauty, makeup anyway.
Sure enough.
"Do it. You're so cocky—gotta try once."
She agreed. I handed her the prepped panty-top set.
"Right away, ma'am. Pussy, ass, tits booked. Change and come out."
Haeun emerged changed. Like with Yuri, cat pose: chest down, ass up, facing me.
Full-body mirror tilted in front of her face.
Admire that pretty mug.
"Ngh..."
—Drip...
Two oils cascading over her ass.
Massage panties clung tight to her holes—my first love's treasures fully exposed.
'Fuck... her pussy's gorgeous. So damn sexy. Asshole's wild too...!'
Firm, perky cheeks from hardcore maintenance.
Between 'em, panties hugging a puckered hole.
Not as thick as Yuri's, but pale lips sealed tight.
Sleek back leading to toned thighs. Perfect.
Not my first rodeo thanks to Suyeon noona and Yuri, but my crush's? Hits different.
Still, no time to gawk.
Pussy? Touched plenty.
Sex? Done that.
I gripped Haeun's alluring ass meat.
—Squeeze...
"Eek...! Hn... w-wait... your hands have... ah...!"
"Better touch now, right?"
"Not just better... ahn...!!"
—Knead, knead...!
"Haat, ngh, ungh...♡"
Just kneading her ass, and Haeun yelped in surprise.
Body twitching, pussy wafting thick feminine scent.
'Ass feels better on noona and Yuri.'
Boldly comparing mid-massage, I slid one hand to the panty center.
—Press... poke...!
"Hik...! Ah, eut...!"
Lips and hole squished, spreading under my finger, devouring the fabric.
Tight entrance resisted—I pushed harder.
—Shove...!
"Ugh, there... haaungh...!"
Finger teasing the panty-clad rim, thumb tracking lights over her pussy lips.
—Rub, rub... poke...
Soft. Velvety contrast to firm ass.
Scraping the slit? Wings hugged my thumb snug—cock-in vibes.
She'd wrap me tight, slick.
"Hng... what... seriously...! Hn... why so... ungh...!"
"Like me touching your pussy?"
"Hng... y-yeah... so much... keep going... ahn!"
Nothing crazy yet, but intense—her ass wiggled faintly.
She eyed her flushed face in the mirror, then me, urging more.
I grinned, checked my phone. Smooth sailing.
Then lights flared on her ass.
I lifted my kneading hand—slapped hard.
—Smack!!
"Haaaang...!!"
Haeun—that Haeun—got her ass spanked by a guy. By me. Hard enough for a handprint.
Yet just moaned, no offense taken.
"Eut...! Hey... t-that last one... ngh... do it more. Hurry...!"
She hiked her ass higher, begging.
Happy to oblige the customer.
"If that's what you want... here!"
—Smack!! Smack, smack!
"Ahat...!! Ahak, ahn...! Yes, this... ungh...!"
Model-tight, bouncy cheeks rippled endlessly.
Spanking my dream girl's bare ass, drinking her delighted moans.
Not even five minutes in—Arousal spiking way faster than Satisfaction.
I was certain.
Today.
I'd fuck the pussy of the girl I'd only admired from afar.
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