TIME STOP! Suppress Your Laughter and Screams While Time Stands Still!
Director Seol Eun-ji stood ramrod straight, her waist thrust forward, while the five women in her class hung from hammocks dangling from the ceiling, each wrapping one leg around in preparation to climb up.
Hmm. Stripping them in this position would be tricky. And honestly, I had no real urge to do it anyway.
The three students were all older than their instructor, Director Eun-ji, and their figures weren't particularly appealing. Well, it's a yoga academy—not every attendee is a stunner. Of course, there must be some pretty women who come to maintain their bodies. But more often, it's people trying to lose weight or worried about sagging skin after pregnancy and childbirth.
That's why I hadn't used the Special!! Card right away when I arrived. Before actress Yun-young showed up, there were only one or two women I thought were decent enough—and even they didn't strike me as prettier than the three directors here. Maybe just neighborhood-level attractive? Women like that probably wouldn't command high guarantees anyway.
Huh? So how much was set for that talent's fee?
Actress Jo Yun-young's guarantee has been set at 90 million won.
Whoa... that's way too much. She's a real beauty, sure, but three times Jiyeon and 4.5 times Jia? No way. If you asked which was prettier between Jia and Yun-young, preferences would be split pretty evenly, if not dead even.
So that 90 million is probably her name value. But the adult content I upload doesn't use the actresses' real faces or names anyway. Makes the 90 million guarantee feel a bit unreasonable. Not that complaining does me any good. The power-granting system and guarantee-setting are one-way streets.
Nothing I can do about it. Casting Yun-young with a card is off the table. Doesn't mean I won't touch her, though.
The effect of the Special!! Card isn't limited to cast actresses. The description says everyone around acts along too. And even without using a single casting card yet, people are frozen. So no AV appearance without casting, but touching, groping, even sex? No issue there.
No need to experiment—I'd already groped Yun-young to my heart's content. For now, let's use two casting cards. Targets: Flying yoga trainer Director Eun-ji and Pilates trainer Director Song-ah. They're getting fucked for sure today.
Truth be told, my standards have risen with all these women lately, but not long ago, I'd have never dreamed of dating someone like Eun-ji or Song-ah. Both are incredibly hot.
I used the casting cards and approached Eun-ji. She must have been explaining something to her students—her mouth was slightly open. I traced her lips with my finger. Soft. And, super rude, but... I slipped it inside.
No resistance—straight into Eun-ji's mouth. I groped her breasts, smacked her ass. What a sensual body. Her tits seemed bigger than any woman's in this academy. Ass had great bounce too.
From what I'd heard, flying yoga demands way more strength and stamina than regular yoga. Long-term practitioners end up with muscle like athletes all over. Plus, Eun-ji was ex-fitness, loves working out—strength training, running, the works.
After all the soft women I'd felt up, this toned body was a fresh thrill. Before I knew it, I'd hiked up her bra top. The revealed breasts were impressive. Not quite massive or huge, but full and voluptuous for sure.
I yanked down her leggings and panties together. No big deal—I'd done it before. Screw conscience. Clean. Eun-ji gets waxed. Freshly done—no stubble yet.
I caressed her breasts like Yun-young's earlier. Wanted to see how sensitive she was. Way fuller than Yun-young's, so more fun to squeeze. One hand on her right breast, the other tweaking her left nipple.
Soon, faint sighs escaped her. I moved the hand from her right breast to her mouth.
Whoa! Eun-ji stuck out her tongue and licked my finger. Not fully unconscious, then. Right—acting out time stop requires clear awareness.
Moments later, I slid my saliva-slick finger into her lower slit. Twitch! Not big, but her hips quivered slightly. Getting fun now.
I kept stimulating her nipples and below. "Hah! Hah!" Her quickening breaths were insanely hot. And down there, reactions too—getting wetter. Slick in no time.
Probably because she's a cast actress, getting setting card effects. Faster, stronger response than Yun-young.
What to do? Planned to scout everywhere first, then real fun. But Eun-ji seems desperate. And watching her react, I can't hold back anymore.
Yeah. Quick round first. I spread the hammock in front of her, eased her upper body forward onto it—torso flat like on a desk, lower body slightly spread. Perfect doggy stance.
No view of tits, but who cares? I dropped my pants, rubbed my tip at her entrance from behind. Wow! She's soaked—ready to take me no problem.
...She wouldn't know, but her body was begging for it. Ignoring my tiny conscience twinge, I invaded this gorgeous woman without permission.
Tighter than expected—slow going. "Ack!" She yelped. Probably pain. Sorry. I barely got the head in, paused. Needs her inner muscles to relax.
Instead, reached forward to fondle her breasts. Like we were lovers by agreement—tweaking nipples, kneading tits. Building her arousal bit by bit, pushing deeper.
"Hah! Hah!" Rough breaths from Eun-ji. No acting talent, apparently. But her lower half? Incredible talent. Halfway in, and the pressure is insane.
Heard you can train vaginal muscles for better grip. Her workouts must've paid off. Plenty of juice helped, and I bottomed out eventually.
Too tight for thrusting yet. Moved one hand from her breast to her mouth. Loved her tongue earlier. Now she closed her lips, sucking my finger.
"Women who work out have way hornier sex drives than average." Eun-hee's words echoed. No clue about Eun-ji's real personality, but her body's got raging needs.
Looser down there now. Time to move. One hand teasing her nipple, the other in her sucking mouth—I thrust.
Amazing. The act itself rocked, but the unethical thrill of using her body without consent? Pure immoral bliss surging through me.
So with glee, I devoured this stranger's body. "Ungh!" She reacted faithfully to my movements. Body frozen, but mouth sounds slipped out. Finger-suck got harder too. Wonder how it'd feel with my dick in there.
"Hngh! Hngh!" Couldn't hold back anymore—lips parted. Teeth still gripped my finger, though.
Suddenly, building to climax. Too soon. Pulled out. Her pussy glistened— all her juices, since I hadn't cum.
Withdrew my finger, circled to her front. Eun-ji's face was gorgeous. Mouth agape, eyes half-lidded, staring blankly ahead. Sex with her would show this expression.
Thought made my erection throb harder. Pried her mouth open with fingers. No resistance. This is peak adult content.
Eastern "time stop," Western "time freeze"—frozen actresses yield softly to the man's touch. I maxed her mouth open, shoved my dirty cock in.
Beyond no resistance—she gaped wide, tongue down, welcoming me. Got it now. During Special!! Card , no limits on my actions.
Gobbled her mouth freely for a bit, then pulled out. Any longer, and I'd blow again.
Time to clean up. Stood her body up, pulled down the bra top. Redressed panties and leggings, reset to entry pose.
Slipped quietly from the flying yoga room back to the lounge. Pressed the red stopwatch's lone button.
World resumed. Women beyond the glass continued exercising. Soon, the actress emerged from the changing room in leggings and bra top, entered the yoga room.
Like my outrageous acts never happened—back to normal. Except one thing: Flying yoga room's Director Eun-ji.
Instant time resumed, she jolted in shock. Collapsed right there. Students dismounted hammocks, worriedly asking questions.
Eun-ji wore a bizarre expression briefly, then stood. Probably overwhelmed by the bodily pleasure.
Short commotion, then class resumed. During it, she scanned around occasionally. Face full of bewilderment.
But she had no clue the sole witness—me in the lounge—was watching with a satisfied grin.
Watched from outside a bit—no suspicion toward me. Suspecting the guy fiddling with a camera from afar would be weirder, right?
Banished lingering anxiety. On to the main event.