Chapter 8: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 8: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (4)
'Is this my chance...?'
I followed her.
When she reached Jin Myeong-woo's room, she glanced around before opening the door and slipping inside.
After waiting a moment, I entered the room as well. An unexpected sight met my eyes.
Seol-hee was masturbating, clutching Jin Myeong-woo's clothes.
"Wh-who's there?"
She asked in a startled voice. Her face stiffened as she recognized my form in the moonlight.
"Young Master...?"
Instead of answering, I closed the door. The color drained from her face in an instant.
"Keke, how dare a mere servant sneak in here... and to masturbate with Myeong-woo's clothes, no less."
Her body trembled at my words. She hastily tried to cover her legs with her skirt, but it was too late.
"Ah, ah..."
Seol-hee's trembling voice echoed in the room. She was still clutching Jin Myeong-woo's clothes. She tried to flee toward the door in a panic, but I blocked her way.
Her knuckles turned white from how tightly she clutched Jin Myeong-woo's clothes, her expression a mixture of shame and fear.
"Y-Young Master... please..."
She begged in a trembling voice. As she took a step back, her footing was unsteady.
Her sweat-soaked clothes clung to her body. Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, and my eyes were drawn to the cleavage visible through her disheveled clothes.
"Please, don't tell anyone..."
Her pleading voice trembled.
"A mere servant, sneaking into her master's son's room to do something like this?"
"Please forgive me... Young Master..."
Tears welled up in her eyes. Reflecting the moonlight, they shone like jewels. Seeing her like this only made my desire surge.
"Forgiveness..."
I slowly approached her. She backed away but was soon cornered against the wall.
"What do you think will happen if I report this to the Family Head?"
"Hk..."
Tears streamed from her eyes, running down her cheeks.
"And... how shocked Myeong-woo would be if he found out... It's dreadful just to think about. Keke."
Her shoulders flinched at my words. With trembling hands, she clutched Jin Myeong-woo's clothes even tighter.
I moved right in front of her. Her faint scent tickled my nose. The mix of her natural fragrance, heated from her masturbation, and the smell of sweat created a lewd aroma.
"If you do me a favor... I might be able to pretend I never saw this."
As I whispered in her ear, her body shivered. A bead of sweat from her nervousness trickled slowly down her collarbone.
"What... is it...?"
As she looked up at me with pitiful eyes, I grabbed her breast.
It was the first time I'd ever held a woman's breast, and a beautiful one at that. The soft flesh beneath my palm nearly made me lose my senses.
'What a seductive pair of tits.'
"Heek...!"
The soft breast almost made me lose control, but I barely managed to hold on to my reason. Looking at the startled Seol-hee, whose breast I was holding, I continued.
"All you have to do is please me."
"B-but..."
Her voice trembled. Her body flinched at my touch.
"You have two choices. I report this to the Family Head... or..."
I trailed off, wrapping my arm around her waist. Her body heat was intense, even through her clothes.
"Young Master... please..."
"Decide."
As I whispered in her ear, her body trembled violently. I could feel her chest rising and falling against my hand.
"I... I understand..."
The moment she answered in a tear-filled voice, Jin Myeong-woo's clothes fell silently from her hands to the floor.
The atmosphere in the room changed. With her submission, my desire boiled over. The moonlight shining through the window illuminated her pure white hair even more vividly.
I tightened my grip on her waist.
"Young Master..."
The moment she called my title in a trembling voice, her lips captured my attention. Her anxiously trembling lips were as vivid as red flower petals.
A faint scent wafted from the nape of her neck. The mix of sweat and her natural scent stimulated my senses. Beneath my palm, I could feel her heart pounding violently.
She shuddered when I caressed her waist with my fingertips. Her body, still lingering in the afterglow of masturbation, reacted sensitively.
It would be a long time before Jin Myeong-woo returned. I knew that ever since his defeat to me, he'd been training until dawn.
'Plenty of time.'
I gently took Seol-hee's chin and lifted it. As I slowly lowered my head to bring my lips to hers, she jerked her head away.
"N-not a kiss... please, no..." she pleaded in a trembling voice. It seemed she wanted to give her first kiss to Jin Myeong-woo.
'But I can't have that.'
I tightened my grip on her chin, holding her face in place. She tried to resist, but it was futile. Tears welled in her eyes.
I slowly lowered my head and devoured her lips. They were soft and sweet. Her body went rigid at the new sensation.
"Hmph...! Mmph... Chuuup..."
The moment our lips touched, she let out a small moan. It must have been the shock of having her first kiss, the one she wanted to give to Jin Myeong-woo, stolen from her.
Her lips were softer and sweeter than I'd expected. Her flushed lips were hot and trembling slightly.
At first, it was just a simple pressing of lips. But the kiss gradually deepened. A sweet moan escaped her as I licked her lips.
"Haah..."
I pushed my tongue between her lips. She tried to turn her head as if to refuse, but I tightened my grip on her chin, holding her still.
"Hmph... no... haup. Chuup!"
The moans escaping her lips were sweet. Her body shuddered as I wrapped my tongue around hers and teased it. She was crumbling under the new sensation.
Even while kissing her, my hand on her waist didn't rest. Her body reacted as my hand moved down from her waist to caress her ass.
The kiss deepened as our tongues tangled inside her mouth. Though she had resisted at first, she gradually began to yield to the kiss.
"Hah... hah..."
When I pulled my lips away for a moment, I could hear her ragged breathing. Hot breaths escaped from between her red, swollen lips. Her gaze was growing hazy.
"Ah... Young Master... not here..."
Her pleading voice filled the room. But I ignored her and lifted her clothes. I saw the cloth covering her chest.
I stripped the cloth away with my hands. As the cloth loosened, her full breasts were revealed. Plump areolas stood out against her white skin, with nipples of a matching size.
"Keke, what a lewd pair of breasts you have."
Her face flushed red with shame. She tried to turn her head away, but her body wouldn't move. She couldn't even try to cover her chest, leaving herself completely exposed.
Her breasts were larger than I'd expected. They were so big it was hard to hold one in a single hand. Revealed under the moonlight, her full breasts were like a work of art.
When I cupped a breast in my hand, a soft sensation spread through my palm. I could feel her nipple standing hard between my fingers. It seemed the afterglow of her masturbation still lingered.
"Heeut... if you suck my nipple like that... haak!"
She let out a small moan as I took her nipple into my mouth. Her body arched like a bow as I stimulated it, rolling my tongue over the tip. Her sensitive reaction made me even more aggressive.
A stronger moan burst out when I rolled my tongue over her aroused nipple and bit it lightly. With my other hand, I kneaded her other breast, flicking the nipple with my fingers.
"Hah... ahng! Stop..."
As I savored her breasts, her moans grew sweeter. Despite her words of refusal, her body was reacting honestly. Each time I rolled my tongue over her nipple, her waist arched as if it would break.
"Aah, heut, ahng!"
A light bite on her nipple drew an even more intense reaction. Her hands grabbed my shoulders. It was an ambiguous force, unclear whether she was trying to push me away or pull me closer.
Every time I stimulated her nipple, her legs trembled and her hips squirmed unconsciously.
"Hah... please... huaang!"
An even stronger moan erupted as I sucked her nipple with my lips. The sweet sound of her moans filled the room. Her grip tightened.
'Let's see what her pussy is like.'
I slowly moved my hand toward her waist.
"No... not that..."
She refused in a trembling voice, but her body was already aroused. While I was caressing her breasts, the area beneath her skirt had grown damp.
"Keke, for someone saying no, you're quite wet down here."
Her body trembled violently as my hand slipped under her skirt. Her breathing grew ragged as my hand traveled up her white thigh.
"Hah... please..."
Her pleading voice sounded sweet. Contrary to her words of refusal, her body was honest. Her hips twitched every time I touched her.
As I caressed her thigh with my fingertips, it felt as smooth as silk. My fingertips reached her underwear. I pressed my finger firmly against the slit.
"Haaahng!!"
A cry mixed with pleasure escaped her as her body trembled violently.
"Hhng... ah, no... haah..."
Despite her last words of resistance, her body was honest. Her hips twitched every time my finger pressed down on her pussy.
Her breaths grew hotter and hotter. The woman who once masturbated thinking of Jin Myeong-woo was now surrendering her body to my touch.
I continued to stimulate her slit through her underwear. The dampness I felt at my fingertip grew more intense.
Without stopping, I kept stimulating her pussy while my mouth moved to her nipple. I bit down on the hard, erect nipple.
"Aahng! Haak!"
The softness of a woman's body, which I was feeling for the first time, was beyond my imagination. I instinctively caressed her body. I put everything I'd learned from porn into practice, one by one.
The more she reacted to my every touch, the more excited I became.
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