Chapter 27: The Busty Innocent Girl Whispers Filthy Dirty Talk Straight into My Ear...

"Mister."

After a while, Jiyeon, still savoring the afterglow with her eyes closed, called out to me.

"What's up? Does it hurt?"

"No. It's just... something feels weird."

"Weird how?"

"Um... I feel really good right now. Like I'm flying through the sky. Is it always like this?"

"Who knows? Guys and girls feel it differently, and even among girls, it varies from person to person. Honestly, I have no idea."

"I see. But it's so amazing. I'm just floating around, whoosh."

The aftershocks of her orgasm seemed to linger for quite a while. Whether it was because her body was so sensitive to pleasure or due to my Setting Card effects, I couldn't tell. Either way, it didn't matter. Seeing a woman I'd spent time with like this—so utterly satisfied—always made a man happy.

"Mister."

"Yeah?"

"Hug me."

Before I could even respond, she threw herself into my arms. I slipped my arm under her head to cradle her comfortably.

"Just hugging, no kissing."

"Fine. That's okay."

I was a little disappointed, but what more could I ask for here? Jiyeon's shifting attitude probably had to do with the Active Card <Affection>. The more pleasure she got from our relationship, the more she'd like me. Forever. I'd turned that function off for the neighbor wife Bora, but for Jiyeon? Obviously, it was on. There was zero reason this beautiful girl shouldn't adore me.

She stayed nestled against me like that for a bit longer.

"Kyaa! What's this? Oh, right. Ugly mister's ugly cum!"

Remembering the fluid soaking her belly, she jolted upright in surprise and dashed to the bathroom.

I got up too and checked the bed. A streak of bright red blood caught my eye. Guess she wasn't a virgin after all. No big deal. This hotel suite had two beds in the bedroom alone, plus another in the living room. Plenty of sleeping spots.

I headed to the bathroom and watched Jiyeon shower.

"Huh? What're you doing? Why're you peeking at a guy showering?"

Her voice had a sharp edge, but she didn't seem truly mad.

"People usually shower together after sex."

"We're not your 'usual' couple."

What was she so sulky about? I knew girls her age could get prickly one second and laugh the next.

"Alright, then. I'll wash up after."

I turned to leave the bathroom.

"You don't have to go that far. Just come in."

A girl's heart is as fickle as a reed in the wind.

"Want me to wash you?"

Surprisingly, Jiyeon offered a service I hadn't even dreamed of.

"Lather the sponge with soap..."

Humming some tuneless song, she slathered body wash all over me. This cute little thing going above and beyond made me feel almost guilty, like I didn't deserve it.

"Wash away ugly mister's ugliness and send it flying. La la la~"

"You really hate me, huh?"

"Yeah. I do. It was my first time... and it had to be with you? Someone I just met today? I must be crazy..."

Her whining made sense, honestly. She had zero reason to be here with me like this.

"La la la. Now I'm a weirdo. Why'd I sleep with a guy like this?!"

She smeared body wash everywhere while belting out her nonsense song.

"If I could wash away every bit of mister's ugliness, how great would that be? La la la! Ugh! So annoying."

She must've actually gotten pissed, because she chucked the sponge, rinsed herself off with the showerhead, and stormed out.

Whatever insane amount of body wash she'd slathered on me took forever to rinse off.

Finally emerging from the bathroom, I found her in the bedroom wearing a robe, propped up against the headboard on the bed—the very one we'd just fucked on. She'd pouted a bit, but apparently had no plans to go home. She was fiddling with the camera, looking at the photos I'd taken of her.

"You take good pictures. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Eh. Saw ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you were good at pounding too. Face is ugly, though."

Wait, what was that? I swear I heard a weird word.

"Send me the pics later. I like them."

"Sure. But why're you on that bed?"

Jiyeon was lounging right where we'd had sex moments ago.

"We're gonna do it again anyway, right? I wanna sleep on a clean bed."

Her bold declaration left me speechless.

"Don't just stand there. Come here."

Somehow the dynamic had flipped, but I obediently lay down beside her.

"Hug me."

In our language, "hug" carried double meaning. But right now, hers seemed literal—just hold her.

The moment I wrapped my arms around her body, though, she kissed me. Deep. This time, she slipped her tongue in first.

After that electric moment, she whispered in my ear.

"Fuck me."

I never imagined those words could sound so sexy. I frantically stripped off her robe and devoured her body.

"Ahh!"

Jiyeon closed her eyes, reveling in my touch, my body.

It was obvious. Just as I'd enjoyed our connection, she was enjoying me too.

"Ah! Ah! Feels so good!"

Her cute little moans were killing me—she was too adorable.

"Eung! It's weird! Mister, the tingles are too strong! Hng! Stronger than before!"

Jiyeon was feeling way more intense pleasure than our first round. Thanks to the Setting Card <Stacking>. Each time we fucked, her ecstasy would build stronger and stronger. This was round two. No wonder she started voicing her bliss the second we began.

"What do I do? It feels too good! Ah! I wanna do it with you every day, mister! Even if you're ugly!"

That last bit stung a little. Felt like I was some home-cooked meal. Ugly on the outside? Fine, as long as it tastes good...

"Keep fucking me! I'm gonna mate with you forever!"

Still, I was thrilled. This adorable girl wanted to spend her life with me. "Mate" was a bit much, though.

Around then, I started getting overwhelmed by Jiyeon's vocabulary. Not bad at all. Coming from a cute girl's mouth, anything sounded right.

Our second round was pure perfection.

I came on her belly again.

Afterward, she whined way less than before. We showered together, came back, and lay down again. Jiyeon snuggled close, head on my shoulder, humming some mystery tune while playing on her smartphone. I groped her tits freely, no resistance.

"You like 'em that much?"

"Yeah. Guys go crazy for pretty tits like these."

"What's 'go crazy' mean?"

"Like an animal's four legs. For humans, it means losing all reason."

"So guys turn into animals when they see tits?"

"Pretty much."

I didn't feel like explaining further. Animals? Yeah, probably.

"True. Guys are all beasts. Especially you, mister. Stripping a young girl naked and groping her tits like crazy. Gross."

"Still mad I’m ugly?"

"Yup. Everything else is great, so why's your face ruined? Tch!"

Her words dripped with real feeling. Honestly, the only "handsome" compliment I'd ever gotten was from Grandma as a kid. Never been called ugly by anyone either, though. Felt kinda unfair. But I could handle this cute girl's nagging. She kept bitching about my looks but wouldn't kick me out of bed.

"Mister, lie down for a sec."

Suddenly, she ordered me. I lay back, and she peered down at my crotch before flopping over. Then she started flicking it with her finger.

"Yup! Yup! Grow! Yup! Mister, how long till this gets big... Oh, it grew."

Jiyeon toyed with my hardening cock, poking it like a toy or pet.

"Yup! Yup! Weird monster invading Earth! Dodge!"

Playing with it like a kid with a doll, she suddenly shoved it in her mouth. I hadn't expected that at all—my joy doubled.

No skills involved, so nothing fancy. Just mindless in-and-out.

"Does this make you cum again, mister?"

"You could do that all day and I wouldn't."

"Good. Dodged a bullet."

Less "pleasing me," more "her having fun."

"But why's your dick ugly too?"

Whoa! Fresh insult. First time anyone's called my dick ugly.

"You've never seen one before—how do you know it's ugly?"

"Do I need to see a bunch? It's obviously gross."

Her innocent reply left me speechless. As I stayed quiet, she resumed her doll play on my cock.

"Yup! Yup! Space monster invading Jiyeon's pussy! Yup! Fight! Ugly monster!"

Watching her antics, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. Cute, sure, but I felt like her plaything...

Then her phone rang.

"Hello?"

She answered without letting go of my cock. The phone wasn't far, so I faintly heard the other side.