TIME STOP! Hold Back Your Laughter and Screams Since Time Has Stopped!
"I'm fine. All the classes are done for today."
"Then, after finishing up with Director Song-ah, we can take a few more shots together, right?"
"Of course. I'm good with that."
We chatted briefly like that before heading back to the Pilates room. Song-ah greeted me with a face that had already regained its composure.
"Sorry about that. I must've been more tense than usual today."
"You okay?"
"Yeah. It doesn't hurt anymore... Ah! Ah! Ahng!"
This time, the reaction lasted much longer than before. Well, I'd thrust a bit harder, and it could also be thanks to the Setting Card <Stacking>.
"Haaang!"
Suddenly, Song-ah's legs gave out, and she started to slump down. I rushed over and grabbed her hand.
"Ah! Thank... Ahng! Hak! Ahng!"
She couldn't possibly understand it. It'd be hard for her to imagine what had happened in that split second. But to me, it had been a pretty long time.
"Hng! This is... Ah!"
She trembled violently while clutching my hand. What a sight.
"This won't do. You need to rest, even if just for a bit."
I felt incredibly brazen saying that.
"Ah... Ha-euk!"
But her condition seemed a little off. It was lasting longer than a normal orgasm a regular woman might feel.
"Ah..."
Her eyes were shaking wildly.
"Heung!"
Song-ah ended up leaning fully against me. She hugged me tight and reached her final climax.
"Heok! Heo! Euk!"
Impressive. I hadn't even cum yet. And it hadn't been that long overall. Three rounds, totaling just under ten minutes.
Yet this reaction? Hmm... Now I was curious about this woman's body.
"Haa! Haa! Sorry. My body's really acting weird today."
She finally came to her senses and apologized to me.
"You sure you're okay? Maybe you should go to the hospital?"
"No... I think I'll be fine after a short rest. Could you help me over there...?"
"Sure. Where to?"
"Over there..."
She pointed to the spot with the mats laid out. As I supported her, she deliberately hugged my arm tight—whether on purpose or not. I could feel her breasts against my arm, but I didn't let on, and she pretended not to notice.
"I'll rest here for a bit. Sorry for interrupting your shoot."
She leaned back against the wall, sat down, and looked up at me.
"No problem. What we've shot so far should be plenty. Just relax and rest easy."
"That's a relief. But please don't tell the other instructors..."
"Of course. Rest well."
I left her in the Pilates room. Truth be told, I was dying to know what she thought about that sudden burst of pleasure. Of course, I couldn't ask. She'd insist it was just her body feeling off and making noises, and I'd played along by fully believing her.
But would I get to fuck her again? Back in the reception room, Eun-hee had vanished to tidy something up, leaving just Eun-ji.
"You finish shooting with Instructor Song-ah?"
"Yeah. The results should be better than the earlier ones."
"Good to hear. If it's okay, could we shoot a bit later?"
Eun-ji asked.
"Sure, no problem."
"Then wait just a sec. I'll make you some tea."
Eun-ji got up and headed to the sink where they kept the tea stuff. I sat on the sofa, waiting for her to return.
But one weird thing: All the other women who'd gone into the changing room had come out, said goodbye, and left. Yun-young still hadn't emerged. What was going on? With what I'd done to her, I started to worry a little. I pressed the stop watch again, freezing time, and headed to the changing room.
She wasn't in the changing room. I checked the showers. The booth where she'd been showering earlier was empty. Had she left? No way I would've missed that...
I opened each shower booth door one by one. And finally, in the last booth at the end of the showers, I found her.
Damn... Not showering, but why was she sitting like that?
Yun-young was slumped on the floor, legs spread, one hand fondling her pussy.
Why? Thinking about it, there was only one answer. Her body was still heated from our fuck earlier, but she hadn't gotten enough satisfaction.
For some reason, I felt sorry... and a bit offended.
I quietly backed out, went to the changing room, and stripped again. If she wasn't satisfied, I'd satisfy her. No—I'd keep going until she was.
Back to the shower booth. I took a moment to observe her state. Yun-young was fully slumped on the floor, upper body slightly arched back, head tilted toward the ceiling, one hand behind her propping her up, the other masturbating. Pretty practiced at it—her middle finger was already inside her pussy. And even if her body was aroused, who'd do something this lewd in such a public spot? Even with the frosted glass door isolating the booth, a normal woman wouldn't dream of it...
Well, they say regular people can't survive in showbiz. She must be bolder than most to act in front of crowds and kiss on screen. I knew next to nothing about her anyway, so no point overthinking.
Just do what I came for. So, how to devour her? Could I do it here? I compared my size to the booth's space. Not huge, but forcing it seemed doable.
I approached Yun-young and laid her upper body flat on the floor. She tried to keep her previous pose, automatically lifting her legs high. Not bad at all.
I went straight for insertion. Oh! So into her masturbation that her insides were flooded with juices—it slid right in without resistance. Come to think of it, my cum might still be in there. Anyway, perfect.
No need to drag it out, and I didn't want to. I pistoned my hips busily. Ravaging Yun-young's body was pure bliss. Not just because she was a beauty, but her acting was top-notch.
She hung limp like a puppet with cut strings, surrendering to me. Mouth open, eyes staring into space, expression unchanging. Still, the faint moans escaping her lips now and then let me know she was enjoying it.
Which made me want more. I wanted to make this woman lose it completely.
I upped the pace. Charge! Keep charging!
"Haa..."
A bit more... Not enough yet.
"Hak!"
Finally, a reaction close to what I wanted.
"Ha-euk! Heok!"
The moans changed quality. And not just that—her pupils were rolling upward. Some women do that fully at climax. Yun-young was one.
Mouth agape, no longer holding back moans, head tilting further back. Eyes wide open, but not seeing the world.
"Haak! Hak! Ha!"
Her raised legs started wrapping slowly around my waist. Her hands on the floor clutched at empty air. Every sign screamed she was nearing climax.
Perfect. I was thrilled beyond words. An inexplicable sense of conquest filled my chest.
"Hak! Ahng!"
I pressed my lips to her nonstop-moaning mouth. Fresh toothpaste scent wafted up. She'd brushed while showering. As I tried to slip my tongue in, hers invaded first.
Yun-young's tongue entered me. Kissing this beauty almost made it feel like mutual sex, not rape. Of course not. Ridiculous. I knew full well how wrong my actions were. No intent to run from that or justify it. Just the vibe.
Confirming she'd reached peak arousal, I paused the stop watch briefly.
"Ha-euk!"
No different from frozen time—she moaned. Her head lowered slightly. Meeting my eyes, Yun-young raised her arms to hug me. Then she shoved her mouth against mine fiercely.
I froze time again. I wanted to let time flow more and enjoy this with her, but it was too risky. Hell, this was risky enough. Without the Setting Card <Alternate Memory>, I wouldn't dare.
Still, her trying to kiss me satisfied me plenty. So I gave her what she wanted. I kissed her, stuck out my tongue. She sealed her lips and sucked mine intensely. She probably wouldn't remember, but we shared a passionate kiss.
After a bit, I broke it and let her head go. Without blinking, she tilted back with a lingering regretful expression. I was elated. I'd satisfied this gorgeous actress without any cards. Nothing prouder for a man.
Not content, I kept pounding relentlessly. Almost worried I'd break her.
"Heu-euk! Hng! Ha-euk!"
But unfounded. Her moans intensified without pain. How far could her pleasure go? And if she reacted this hard without cards, what with them? Aside from the building ecstasy below, questions about her piled up.
Basically, ending with this one fuck felt wasteful.
Ah! Damn guarantee... Suddenly made sense why her guarantee was sky-high. Last time, my fave idol had a ridiculous 600 million won one. Probably meant: Want her? Earn it.
If guarantees weren't so varied, I'd have casted several by now with cards. Like a game boss.
Tch! No helping it? Gamers fall for devs' designs knowingly; same here with this power's granter. No complaints—solid gains, no losses.
Shoving thoughts aside, I grabbed her head and pulled her back. Our mouths neared. The moment—she claimed mine. Tongue thrusting in, swirling passionately. Not all—her arms gripped me hard, pulling tight. Her intense gaze bored into me. I sensed bottomless desire in her eyes.
Yun-young had nearly forgotten the time stop pretense, craving our connection.
Savoring her tongue, I didn't slow. Her peak was close, wherever it was.
Then it hit. She arched her upper body further back. Pulled her mouth away, head flinging rearward. I saw her pupils fully roll up.
Climax moment. Silent, but I felt her orgasm.
"Hng! Heu-heu-heung!"
Her moans shifted. Her lower body shuddered violently.