Chapter 105
Chapter 105
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: Unleashed
First year since her debut, she won the Rookie of the Year award.
Second year since her debut, she won the Grand Prize.
The brightest, most beautiful period of Han Ji-hyo's life.
The memories of that day came flooding back all at once.
“You would have been a 13-year-old elementary schooler back then, Chang-woo. How did you manage to remember this?”
“Because you were truly beautiful.”
“You were definitely a little rascal back then.”
I couldn't resist, so I took out my phone.
“Do you mind if I take a picture?”
“Go right ahead. Just don't post it anywhere.”
“I'll keep it just for myself.”
As if possessed, I captured Han Ji-hyo's image on my phone.
Dozens of pictures weren't enough, so I snapped hundreds more.
Han Ji-hyo struck various poses and expressions for me, even doing a catwalk.
In that moment, her luxury villa in Hannam-dong became a red carpet and an awards ceremony just for the two of us.
“Come here. Let's take a selfie together.”
“Okay.”
Han Ji-hyo beckoned me over, and we took an affectionate selfie, our cheeks pressed together.
To anyone watching, we might have looked like lovers, or perhaps a star and a die-hard fan meeting at an awards show.
As we continuously changed expressions and poses for our selfies, our eyes met at one point.
“...”
“...”
A faintly flushed expression, and heated breath.
Just by looking into her eyes, I could tell what Han Ji-hyo was imagining.
So I gladly joined in on her fantasy.
I kissed her, pulled her in tightly, and thrust my tongue into her mouth.
Her slender arms caressed my back.
I, too, wrapped my arms tightly around her thin waist, sucking and devouring her luscious tongue.
I was now holding the version of Han Ji-hyo from her most radiant moment.
I was showering her with kisses.
An emotion too difficult to describe in words washed over me.
My rigid erection relentlessly poked at Han Ji-hyo's lower abdomen, demanding attention.
It raged, begging to be let inside.
While I frantically sucked on Han Ji-hyo's lips and tongue,
I reached up and groped her breast.
“Don't.”
Even while lost in the kiss with sensual breaths, Han Ji-hyo gently pushed my hand away.
A firm rejection, yet a gesture that wasn't offensive or hurtful.
Is this the poise of an older, veteran actress?
“Ji-hyo, I can't hold back anymore.”
“You still have to.”
“Please.”
“Do it with Im Chae-seul later, or break up with her.”
“Ah...”
“If you don't want to break up with Im Chae-seul, then match my pace. Our little game of playing with fire.”
Even as she rejected my touch on her breast, she pulled my neck closer and kissed me.
I feel like I'm going crazy.
For a moment, I even considered overpowering her and forcing myself on her.
As I began to tense up, she noticed with uncanny perception and immediately warned me.
“Are you going to use force?”
“...”
“If you do, you might never see me again.”
“...It's too hard.”
“Endure it. You promised to match my pace.”
Out of embarrassment, I sucked on Han Ji-hyo's tongue with even greater force.
A childish desire to express my frustration in this way.
But Han Ji-hyo simply stroked my head as if to comfort me.
That made me feel ashamed.
“Can I kiss your neck?”
“...That much is fine.”
I leaned down slightly and pressed my lips to the white column of Han Ji-hyo's neck.
“Don't leave a mark. You can't leave one...”
“I'm going to.”
“Don't...”
Her resistance is weaker than I expected.
That must mean it's okay to leave one.
I latched my lips onto her neck and sucked with strong suction.
“Hnnngh...”
Tilting her head back, Han Ji-hyo let out a low moan.
Her body trembled.
She's craving me this much, yet she says no to the next step?
Infuriated, I left another hickey before parting her lips and pushing my tongue inside again.
We exchanged saliva with our tangled tongues, kissing for a very long, long time.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ For two hours, it felt like we did nothing but kiss our hearts out without a single word.
Han Ji-hyo's face was flushed and her hair was slightly disheveled.
That sight only made me more aroused.
But she showed no signs of backing down an inch from the rules she had set.
“...”
“...”
We were now sitting on the sofa.
Han Ji-hyo was sitting sideways on my lap, her arms wrapped around my neck.
I held her by the shoulders and waist, kissing her whenever I had the chance, meeting her eyes, and then kissing her again, repeating the cycle.
“If I were to force myself on you, would I really never be able to see you again, Ji-hyo?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Just curious.”
“You're not testing the waters to force yourself on me, are you?”
“Absolutely not. I'm asking out of pure curiosity.”
“Of course, I'd absolutely...”
“Absolutely?”
“...”
Han Ji-hyo averted her gaze.
Right. She couldn't possibly imagine never seeing this face again.
It's not that she dislikes the idea of having sex with me.
It's just that she wants to be difficult because I have Im Chae-seul.
“What should we do about contraception?”
“Why bring that up all of a sudden?”
“We're going to have sex eventually, right?”
“...”
“I don't want to use a condom. I don't feel like pulling out either. I'm going to cum inside you, no matter what.”
Im Chae-seul was hesitant at first, but when I said I'd get a vasectomy, she called it 'a crime against the world' and insisted she would handle contraception herself.
Unlike her appearance might suggest, Im Chae-seul loves children. She wants to have many.
And if possible, she wants to pass on only the best genes to them.
That's why she's already made a reservation with me.
Perhaps that's why Im Chae-seul so readily agreed to take care of contraception herself.
What about Han Ji-hyo?
“Do as you wish. I'm the older one, so I'll take care of it.”
“Really?”
She's agreeing this easily?
“Since you're abiding by the rules of my little game, it's only fair that I accommodate you on something like this. That's fair, isn't it?”
Fairness.
Suddenly, the women in my first harem party come to mind.
Come to think of it, the women around me really do like fairness and rules.
Maybe that's why my harem runs so smoothly, without any trouble, even though it's a harem.
I kissed Han Ji-hyo on the sofa for another thirty minutes.
After kissing my fill without breaking away for even a moment, I left the mansion.
“What are you doing now?”
“Ah, I'm calling a taxi.”
“Don't tell me you came by taxi?”
“Yes.”
“...”
Han Ji-hyo thought for a moment, then took something out of a drawer by the entrance.
It was a car key with a roaring horse on it.
“Why are you giving this to me?”
“You can give men a ride. But no women. From now on, you must drive this when you come to my house. Got it?”
“Oh, I was planning on buying a car myself.”
“Take it.”
“You're struggling financially, is it really okay to be giving things away like this?”
In that moment, Han Ji-hyo burst out laughing again, clutching her stomach.
No, I wasn't trying to be funny.
I said it out of genuine concern.
“You're really so funny. Were you born this way? Don't become a comedian, though. Your face is too much of a waste.”
“I wasn't trying to be funny at all... I don't even understand why you're laughing.”
“I don't understand it either. Why everything you say is so funny. It's not some kind of hypnosis or brainwashing, is it?”
“If I had that kind of power, I would have already had sex with you, Ji-hyo.”
Han Ji-hyo laughed again.
Oh, this time I was actually aiming for a laugh, and it landed perfectly.
Feels good.
“I get it now. Your face itself is a laugh button.”
“I don't think my face is that funny-looking...”
“It is. It's hilarious.”
Standing, Han Ji-hyo opened her arms to me.
I pulled her into a tight embrace and gave her one last, deep kiss.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ As soon as I left Han Ji-hyo's house, I sped to Im Chae-seul's place in Cheongdam-dong.
The moment I stepped inside, I started tearing off my clothes and lunged at Im Chae-seul.
“Eek. What's gotten into you?”
“Because I'm about to go crazy.”
“You just came from seeing my sister, right? Did she leave you unsatisfied?”
“That's a secret.”
I don't tell Im Chae-seul anything about what I talked about with Han Ji-hyo or how far we went.
It's because of my promise to Han Ji-hyo: even if we do bad things, we won't make a fool out of her.
We tumbled together for a while.
I rolled the naked Im Chae-seul around, flipped her over, toyed with her, and unloaded a massive amount of my semen into her.
By the time I had vented a good portion of the desire and semen that had built up throughout the day,
Im Chae-seul's lower body was drenched in semen, and her breathing was so ragged it seemed like she was about to pass out.
She could only lie beneath me, limp and unresponsive to my thrusts.
Around dawn, Im Chae-seul collapsed, completely worn out.
I cleaned her up, laid her down on the bed with fresh sheets, and went home.
After arriving home,
I woke up the women of my first harem party, who were sleeping naked, and continued having sex.
“Lee Chang-woo. I think I'm ready now.”
“Ji-soo, are you sure you're okay?”
“Yeah, put it in me and thrust... Don't just stick it in when you're about to cum like you did yesterday. That was such a tease.”
“Alright.”
“Be careful, *sob*, you have to be gentle. I don't want to rupture again and not be able to take you...”
While kissing Hwang Ah-young and stroking the sleeping Jung Hye-na's pussy, I thrust into Choi Ji-soo's until I came.
Next, I slid my cock into the sleeping Jung Hye-na's pussy and, while thrusting my hips, I held the two women and kissed them alternately.
“Oppa...”
“Hye-na, sorry. Did you wake up?”
“It's okay. Please, give me more...”
“Okay. I'll give you plenty.”
After coming once inside Jung Hye-na, I laid down the eagerly waiting Hwang Ah-young and fucked her.
Jung Hye-na, now awake, brushed her teeth and returned to join in.
Hwang Ah-young on my cock.
Jung Hye-na in my left arm, Choi Ji-soo in my right.
And so, I had sex while holding all three women, thrusting, penetrating, and kissing them.
Come to think of it, today is the first time we've had a proper group sex session.
Until yesterday, at least one of them couldn't handle proper thrusting due to injury.
After a solid three hours of sex, morning arrived.
For a change, the three women looked exhausted yet refreshed.
“I wish every day was like today.”
“I feel as refreshed as if I had a morning workout. I think I can work at full capacity today.”
“It feels like I've released all my tension in a really pleasant way... Chang-woo, I love you.”
Only three hours and they're this happy?
Suddenly, I start to wonder if I've been overdoing it all this time, and I feel a pang of guilt...