Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: My Breasts, Pussy, and Ass... Please Develop Them, Oppa
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- Hey, for real? You're ditching school to become a full-time masseur?
"Not quitting right away, but yeah, that's the plan. That's why I didn't study for exams at all. Soyul's slot today still good?"
- If it were anyone else, I'd talk 'em out of it, but you? I recommend it 100%. Even just word-of-mouth bookings, you'd kill it. Massages don't even need a national certification or anything.
"Right? And did you see the KakaoTalk? No price hike."
- Saw it, but...
"What? Something wrong?"
──Slap, slap, slap, slap!
"Hngh, ahn, haaah...♡"
- Personally, I don't think it's expensive, but you just raised it... Ah, but with bookings piling up, maybe it's right.
"I lacked confidence last time, so I was too conservative. And like you said, considering my time, this route makes sense."
- Smart move. Just turn away complainers. I'll repost the announcement with this.
"Yeah. Thanks... Hngh!"
──Vrrrrrrumble...!
"Hnnngh...!"
"Hoo..."
- What was that? What're you doing? Heard some weird noise...
"Weird noise? Morning workout. Gotta manage stamina properly if this is my livelihood now."
- Damn, Teacher Jang's serious! Haha... Rooting for ya!
──Click...
"Hnnng... haaam... slurp...♡ Suck, slurp...!"
"Thanks. Anyway, tell Soyul to contact me since you're studying. Got time today."
- Got it! Thanks, Teacher Jang!
"I owe you more, Manager Moon. Ace that exam."
A partner and fellow grad student I owed everything to, from one to ten.
Call with Seokho ended.
"Slurp... Schluuurp, smooch..."
Leaning against the wall, Ji Suyeon knelt naked below me, sucking my cock.
When the call started, I'd been pounding her doggy-style. After cumming once, she'd removed the condom and was cleaning me up.
"I owe Seokho in so many ways. Thanks to him, I met you too, noona."
"Schooourp, suck... lick... slurp, slurp... gulp..."
"You think so too... noona?"
"Suuuuuck...♡"
"Noona, noona."
──Tap, tap
"Schlurp... Uh, yeah? What'd you say...?"
"Jeez... Is my dick that tasty? Can't even listen."
"S-Sorry... Your cum tastes extra good today, so..."
"What're you saying? Cum can't taste good."
"I know it's weird, but it really does... Sweet and thick, perfect for my taste..."
"Well, maybe 'cause it's mine."
"'Cause it's yours...?"
"Your pussy juice tastes amazing to me too. 'Cause it's yours. Same for you, right?"
"Guess... so. 'Cause it's yours... tastes good...♡"
"Knew it. One more round in bed? Cum in your mouth this time."
"Love to, but... gotta eat. You're hungry too..."
"I'm eating you instead. Quit yapping and spread 'em quick. Only time for one go."
"Okay...♡"
Woke up, fucked Suyeon raw while KakaoTalking my girlfriend.
Post-morning sex, she clung tight, washing me tenderly.
Then served breakfast too—no cleaning or laundry worries—as I left home comfy.
"This is happiness."
Body brimming with vigor.
Arrived at uni with body and mind at 100%.
While casually prepping for exams, a few classmates mobbed me.
"Jang Hyunwoo, you money-grubbing psycho...! Price hike for real?"
"Bookings tough already, now quadruple? No conscience?"
Shocking from customer view. 2,000 won, 5,000 won jumped to 10,000, 20,000.
But I stood firm.
"Comments exploding even at this price—think I'd hold back? I eat, massage, done."
"Fuck... Thought exams'd free up slots..."
"Crazy bastards studying instead of booking massages..."
Seokho posted new rates and took bookings fast. Despite exam-period hike, comments flooded.
Less fire than last week, sure.
Newbies balked at prices, but ten slots filled instantly.
As expected.
And no matter the bitching, post-10 AM liberal arts exam...
In my dedicated massage room—department lounge...
"...Yo. Extra for priority booking?"
"Nope."
"Dude massages like a fucking god... Whoa... No, this... What even?"
"What?"
"Mind-reading or some shit? Hit the spot I want next—nearly came."
"Worth the hike, huh?"
"Hike more. Easier bookings 'cause pricey... Nah, don't. Still packed anyway, fuck."
Raves nonstop.
Pink satisfaction glow from customers fueled it.
Beyond refreshment—scratching exact itches. All amazed at my skills.
After ten massages...
"Makes massaging fun."
MP piled up huge, naturally.
More shocking: full sensitivity massage trio—breasts, ass, pussy—nets more MP than ten regulars.
Full price on those alone: 2,000 MP.
School limits twenty minutes per, so efficient.
Used to be shorter, but with hikes, minimum twenty now.
Loosen knots quick, knead right—they loved it.
Anyway, dumped points into neglected Dexterity first.
Dexterity 85 → 90
Required MP: 1,000
Hit 90 with 1,500 MP—next needs 1,000.
Startled briefly, but made sense.
MP farming easy anyway.
Stat feel-wise, fair. Past levels too cheap.
"Dexterity 90. Wanna test it."
Texted Suyeon instantly. Time? Massage?
Morning fuck intense, but sex ≠ massage.
But.
[Suyeon noona: Still at your place... You sure? Want it, but you'll be tired.]
Near 2 PM—she still at my place.
"Still cleaning? Nothing to do. Didn't wanna leave?"
Curiosity hit—checked her thoughts.
Lots of husband gripes.
Makes sense—sexless marriage valid divorce grounds. Suyeon just too nice to say.
Anyway, devoted married woman awaits massage and sex—no time to waste.
Pocketed phone, hurried home.
Phone rang.
Soyul.
Priorities shifted. Inverted-nipple college girl > anytime pussy.
"Hello?"
- Hi, oppa. Heard you finished bookings—okay to talk?
"Heading home anyway. Booking massage? When?"
- Free weekdays, match your schedule.
"Seokho told you—I quit exams too, anytime. Today works if you're at mine by 3."
- 3 PM... You sure? You'll be beat.
"Regular slot even without you. Come? Curious about that consultation."
- Then please. Be there on time, oppa.
"Little late okay—take it slow."
Hung up, bolted home. Time tight.
"Back? Exam go w— Mmph...! Hnng... slurp..."
Pulled welcoming housewife Suyeon into deep kiss at door.
Apologized.
"Noona. 3 PM booking—short massage okay? Thirty-forty minutes."
"Haaa... Fine. Next customer's priority."
"Thanks. Oh, mentioned price hike? Discount for short..."
"No. Full pay."
"Huh? Still..."
"Yeah. Money's fine... Need more? Pocket money even..."
"...Noona!!"
──Hug!
"Ah, Hyunwoo... Ahn... Grabbing ass like that...♡ No time, you said..."
Heartwarming. This devoted wife moved me every time.
So poured heart into thirty-minute full-power massage.
Gripped tits hard, fingered pussy wildly, spanked ass raw, fingered more.
Forty minutes later—shower done—she headed out, last thrust at door.
──Squelch, squelch, squelch, splurt!
"Ahn, ahn, aaang, ahng...!"
"Noona! Cumming—tie condom, stuff in pussy, head home! Think of me!"
"Ahaang...! Y-Yes... Stuff it in... Think of you all way...♡"
"Pardon the intrusion."
"Come in, Soyul."
Soyul arrived at my place. No Seokho today.
Again, crisp speech contrasting pure looks—polite bow.
Unlike others shedding layers in heat, she bundled up.
Long pants, tee, shirt over.
Coordinated yet modest—impeccable demeanor.
Boyfriend material.
Irrelevant to me.
"Drink this, sit here. Chat first."
"Yes. Thanks, oppa."
Water for her, sat on thick mat like chair.
"So, that consultation?"
Sat facing her on floor—straight to point.
Shift soon.
"First, promise secrecy. Never tell Seokho oppa."
"Obviously. Client info confidential."
"You told me about Seokho oppa—kinda shaky trust."
"Manager Moon's no client. Partner."
"Pfft..."
Soyul giggled at my quip. Tension eased.
Looked up, began.
"You saw, right? My inverted nipples."
Straight to me—boyfriend's friend—no hesitation.
To her, I'm consultant like a doc.
Swallowed laugh, stone-faced reply.
Acted serious.
"Saw. Pretty severe."
"Yes. Since childhood—told it's bad."
"Hm..."
"Not unhealthy, but complex as hell."
"Yeah?"
"Elementary locker room teasing stuck hard... Hated being different, looked ugly to me. Mortified showing anyone."
"...Sorry. Stripped you last time clueless."
"No. My fault not saying. Worked out good."
Never dreamed chatting college girl's nipple woes.
"Considered surgery, but severe cases risk side effects, recurrence—gave up."
"Knife unnecessary. Good call."
"Right. But marriage to Seokho oppa worries me."
"...Marriage? To Seokho?"
"Wouldn't date without intent. If he stays same."
"O... Anyway, scared he'll hate 'em?"
"Think so too. But regardless his words, thoughts... Hate showing. Imagining baring to loved one—terrifying."
"Hmm..."
"Stressed bad. More I like Seokho, more dread. But you, Hyunwoo oppa..."
Soyul's eyes sparkled. Relief, gratitude, hope.
I just thought erect inverted nips hot...
But kept mood—smiled.
"No biggie to me."
"How'd you... Know why. But solo masturbation? Never."
"Duh. Severe case—needs major arousal. Remember nonstop orgasms?"
"...Solo impossible. Masturbation barely one. So even if Seokho touches someday..."
"Won't. Not his fault—you know my skills. Won't pop easy without."
"......"
Bit lip. Face pained.
Couldn't watch friend's girl suffer more.
So.
"Soyul."
"Yes, oppa."
"Trust me? I'll develop your sensitivity via massage."
"Develop sensitivity...?"
"Yeah. My sensitivity massages heighten erogenous zones. Soon, minimal stim excites—eventually—"
"Nipples pop without your massage...?"
"Probably. Thoughts?"
"Sounds good. True—can't not get sensitive."
"Knew you'd get it post-session. So today—pussy and ass too?"
"Need those sensitive for quick arousal?"
"Yep. Can't just tit-play till nipples pop. Pussy-ass sensitive—natural during skinship."
"...True."
"Bonus lips-tongue. Takes longer, but nipples hardening mid-kiss? Ideal for you. Before stripping for Seokho."
"......!!"
Her face brightened through my words—to joy, ecstasy.
Felt hope.
Then.
Soyul shed calm, leaned in desperately.
"Please, oppa. Develop my breasts, pussy, ass... lips too—all via massage."
Pre-marital purity girl denying boyfriend kisses—begging sensitivity dev.
Her zeal? Nodded big, satisfied grin.
"Trust me only!"