Chapter 108
But she couldn't refuse. There was real power in Yaseong's words. Jang Eun-ah knew she had already surrendered to him completely. Right now, Yaseong was Junya, and she was the heroine. If he told her to strip, she had to strip.
"Ah, okay. I'll do it."
Jang Eun-ah released the cock gripped in both hands and, with a trembling heart, began peeling off her clothes one by one. First went the blouse, then the white skirt slid down to the floor. Now, only her bra and panties remained, clinging to her body.
But she couldn't bring herself to remove those. It was just too embarrassing.
Yaseong noticed and chuckled as he rose from his seat, circling behind her.
"You need to hurry up and strip, right?"
His fingers brushed the hook of her bra at the back.
"Mm..."
Jang Eun-ah felt the clasp pop free with a soft snap. She clutched the falling bra to her chest with her arms. Is this really happening? Am I actually doing this? Everything but penetration...? It doesn't even feel real. Was the Yaseong pulling down her panties from behind the real one? Or some imposter? As the fabric slipped away, her ass was laid bare. Showing her ass to Yaseong was mortifying. She plopped down onto the bed in a rush, desperate to hide it.
As Han Yaseong tugged down Senior Eun-ah's panties, he savored the sight of her perfectly split, sexy cheeks—until she suddenly sat, leaving him smacking his lips in frustration.
"Get up. I can't see your ass now."
"It's too embarrassing..."
"You've already shown everything else. Come on, stand up. I didn't even finish pulling your panties off."
Han Yaseong shed the Junya act, reverting to his true self. Pretending to be someone else wasn't easy. He had to be himself.
With Yaseong back to his junior-guy self, urging her on, Jang Eun-ah had no choice. She lifted her hips, helping him slide the panties the rest of the way off her thighs. Now her lower half was completely naked. Juices leaked from her pussy. It was so humiliating, so stimulating. Only the bra remained, but even that had slipped down, exposing most of her breasts.
Han Yaseong wouldn't tolerate her covering her tits with the bra either.
"Take it off. What are you waiting for?"
He snatched it away, leaving her utterly nude. When she reached for the blanket to cover herself, he yanked that away too.
Jang Eun-ah sat on the bed fully exposed, arms crossed over her chest, thighs clamped tight to hide her pussy.
"Ahh, that's too much..."
Sitting naked in front of Yaseong felt so shameful, so bizarre. She could feel juices seeping from her slit, soaking the bedsheet. Yujin had bragged about squirting like crazy, and now she was doing it too. Being naked before her junior guy was even more arousing and humiliating than masturbating in the club room.
She sensed his gaze locked on her bare body and turned her head away, squeezing her eyes shut. Too embarrassed to even look.
Meanwhile, Han Yaseong sat cross-legged, comfortably drinking in the sight of Senior Eun-ah's nudity. His cock was rock-hard, standing like a cannon. Her naked body was perfection. Hiding a figure like this was almost laughable. That bikini glimpse at the waterpark back then hadn't lied. Massive tits too big for her arms to fully cover, toned thighs, provocative ass, and that still-hidden, pristine, pretty pussy... Just a little polish, and she'd be the department queen in a heartbeat. A total babe no one suspected.
No one knew how stunning Senior Eun-ah's body was. Only Senior Yujin had known.
But was it okay to get this involved with her? What if Senior Yujin found out later? Didn't matter. The red fruit made him fearless.
Han Yaseong even resolved to one day pin both women down and fuck them senseless. Or better—stack them naked, one on top of the other, and take turns plunging their pussies. Girlfriend double-decker. Sounded like a blast.
To make that happen, he had to become upper class. Without that goal, what was the point?
Han Yaseong approached Senior Eun-ah, who sat with her legs pressed sideways, trembling in her nudity.
"Senior, your ass is gorgeous."
He caressed it with his hand, making her flinch. She could shield her tits with her arms and pussy with her thighs, but her ass was defenseless. His stroking sent chills racing up her spine, twisting her waist involuntarily.
"D-don't..."
"Don't what? You begged me to."
"That's not..."
Looking at Han Yaseong, Jang Eun-ah couldn't pin down if this was really him. Something felt off about the kid. He seemed like Yaseong, but the vibe was different. Not quite the manga Junya either. He wasn't acting. It was like his usual self and the manga's Junya had merged inside him now.
Her pussy squirted. This was too much. Her legs went slack; she couldn't keep them together anymore. They parted on their own, exposing her bush and the parted folds.
Han Yaseong's cock throbbed harder.
"What's this? Spreading your legs to show me on purpose?"
"N-no... I can't help it; my strength's gone..."
"No what? You spread 'em to show off your pussy. Squirting like a faucet. Gonna have to wash these sheets again. Senior Yujin soaked 'em too—guess you two are friends; same squirting pussies."
"Ahh..."
Jang Eun-ah couldn't take it and collapsed backward. His words were too stimulating; she couldn't endure.
What's going on? Is this really Yaseong? What if he's got an evil twin brother or something? Wild thoughts raced through her mind.
Han Yaseong admired her sprawled naked form. Pretty tits, pretty pussy, pretty face even with glasses. He could have this perfect virgin. Not her pussy, sure—but everything else was fair game.
He pried her legs apart and settled between them. Her pussy naturally parted, baring every detail before his eyes.
"Eek...!"
Jang Eun-ah, caught off guard while lying there, tried to cover up as her folds spread wide—but both hands were seized by Yaseong. No hiding her exposed pussy now.
"W-wait a sec..."
"Why cover? It's already wide open."
"......"
Jang Eun-ah shuddered and squirted again. His words stabbed into her like an awl. Her slit was drenched.
Han Yaseong smirked and prodded the parted folds with his fingers.
"What's with this virgin pussy? Squirting this much? You sure you're a real virgin, Senior? No pussy floods like this. Unbelievable."
He smacked her pussy with his palm. The parted lips jiggled, splashing juice.
"Ahhng...!"
The intense stimulation arched her head back and shook her ass. First time feeling anything like this. Electric thrills shot through her whole body from the spanking... It felt like a lie. How could she get this turned on? She'd doubted Yujin's tales of squirting like a water gun. No way that much, right? She was always wet, but soaking the mattress? Unthinkable.
Yet here she was, gushing endlessly. And Yaseong saw it all. Mortifying. Chilling. Forget her dad inspecting her pussy like some pervert—that was nothing compared to baring her squirting hole to Yaseong.
The parted lips quivered, recognizing their master. Yaseong pinched and tugged them with thumb and forefinger, toying ruthlessly.
"Ahhng..."
Jang Eun-ah melted completely. Waist limp, ass relaxed—even her asshole winked open.
"Y-Yaseong..."
"Yeah?"
He pulled one labium aside, peering in with an innocent face. But his eyes were pure evil—like the manga's Junya.
It was so chilling she squirted again. Her pussy was a full-on faucet. Her ideal manga Junya overlaid perfectly with Yaseong.
This is it... What Yujin meant... He's no ordinary guy...
Han Yaseong was anything but. A devil hid behind that innocent face. Utterly unlike his usual self.
No one could act like this unless it was real—no matter how much she begged for the manga hero treatment.
Finally, Jang Eun-ah saw Han Yaseong's hidden side.
That's why Yujin gave herself to him...
Powerless but joyful, she smiled. She'd found a real man. This Yaseong was her true ideal. Tears welled from sheer happiness. This was the demonic charmer she'd craved—one who could claim her utterly. Her trash dad paled in comparison. She'd gotten her devil.