Chapter 3
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Video Test (1)
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“Oh… ooh… uuh…”
While Yejin babbled incoherently, as if she'd completely forgotten how to speak, I started feeling a bit awkward, my face turning red.
‘…Now that I think about it, this is an insanely embarrassing situation… It's the first time in my life showing that part of me to another person…’
But separate from my embarrassment, my cock sprang straight up rigidly, showing no signs of subsiding. Maybe I had a secret kink for exposure.
Yejin had ditched her earlier icy persona entirely, her face flushed bright red as she gulped down saliva and peered closely at my cock.
Then, almost unconsciously, she raised her hand to grab it, but suddenly looked up at me and asked.
“C-can I touch it…? Just to gauge the size, so don't misunderstand…”
“Uh… sure, it's fine…”
She nodded as if to say she understood, gulped once more, and slowly lifted her hand, gently resting it atop my cock.
She flinched away in surprise, as if she'd touched something scorching hot, then slowly grasped it again.
The sensation of Yejin's soft, warm hands wrapping around the shaft had my balls churning with excitement, ready to burst.
‘F-fuck… A girl is touching my bare cock with her hands… I can't believe something like this is happening to me…’
Yejin spread her fingers wide, like she was about to strike piano keys an octave apart all at once, and began measuring the length from the base.
Even with her dainty hand, my cock measured nearly three spans long. It was already huge, but to her, it must've felt ridiculously oversized.
Then her fingertips brushed the sensitive glans skin, and my cock gave a massive twitch, jerking wildly.
Yejin yanked her hand back in shock, staring at it with saucer-wide eyes.
“Di-did you just do that?”
“Huh? Oh, no… It moved on its own.”
“I-I see…”
She patted her heaving chest to calm her shock and started fondling the cock every which way again.
She gripped it with both hands to gauge the girth, pressed her thumb firmly to test the rigidity.
Then she leaned in close with her nose and sniffed. Sure, I'd showered recently, but I'd run around sweating buckets.
Finally, she swallowed hard with an audible gulp, nodded to herself, and said.
“Ahem… It's better than I expected. Y-you can put it away now. I've checked everything…”
As she crossed her arms and spoke primly, I scratched my head awkwardly and replied.
“Uh… but once it's like this, it won't go back in my pants…”
“Wh-what…? What do you mean? That make any sense?”
It was the truth. It might've been manageable if it'd stayed inside the pants from the start, but stuffing a fully erect cock back in was impossible.
To prove it couldn't be done, I grunted and struggled to shove it in. Naturally, the 26cm raging erection refused to fit.
Yejin gaped at me in horror, then asked in a thin, quiet voice.
“Th-then what do we do? Is this a disaster? You can never wear pants again?”
“No… nothing like that. Just wait for it to go down, or…”
I scratched my head sheepishly and continued.
“Usually, you jerk one out to make it subside quick…”
“J-jerk one out? What're you talking about…?”
She caught on belatedly, slapped a hand over her mouth, and turned beet red.
She recoiled in panic, waving her hands wildly as she shrieked.
“N-no, such shameless talk…! How can you say that so casually…! Y-you pervert…?”
“Huh…? Uh…? S-sorry…”
I apologized out of sheer fluster without thinking, but on second thought, something felt off.
‘…Hang on, she's the one who suggested selling sex videos, but jerking off is too shameless…? What's her deal?
If she freaks out this much over just that, how's anything gonna work from here…’
To calm her down, I scratched my cheek and inched closer slowly.
“…C-calm down first… If you leave it alone, it'll go down on its own, so no big deal…”
“Eek! Don't shove that thing in my face!”
As I drew near, the massive cock casting a shadow over her face, she squeezed her eyes shut in terror and yelled.
With no other choice, I turned my back and sat far away until the erection faded.
Only then did Yejin finally relax a bit, cleared her throat with a hem-hem, smoothed her sweat-matted hair, and continued.
“…Ahem… Anyway, what I meant was… With a size like this, it can handle any position, so we can vary the angles and concepts a ton. Call it good news…”
She pulled a notebook from her handbag and jotted something down meticulously. Probably logging my cock measurements.
Even with my back turned, the huge mirror on the motel wall showed everything. Unaware I could see, she lounged casually, her short skirt riding up to fully expose her red panties underneath.
‘Oh… She wears panties like that, huh. Pretty mature…’
She scribbled away thoughtfully for a while, then suddenly whipped around to face me.
“…How's it now?”
“Huh? What? Oh, the erection?”
“Yeah. Still hard?”
“Y-yeah… Got a ways to go still…”
I hesitated as I answered, and she nodded knowingly, scribbling more in her notebook.
“Duration… Not bad. Check every 10 minutes from now on…”
“Hey… but we've already been here an hour. This okay?”
I asked cautiously, and she snapped her head up, yelling.
“No! Not okay at all. We're a full 30 minutes behind schedule! Hurry to the next phase…”
She sneaked a peek at my upright cock in the mirror, quickly averted her eyes, and beckoned me over.
“…It's fine now, come here. Got more important stuff to do.”
“Like what?”
As I approached, cock flopping with each step, she flinched instinctively but forced a calm tone.
“Before diving into full planning, I wanna check how we look on camera first. Here, I brought a phone stand. Let's film ourselves and review.”
“How do we film?”
Rather than answer, she extended the stand, set it on the floor, placed her phone on it, and scurried back.
Then she plastered herself to my side out of nowhere, struck a serious pose, and spread five fingers toward the phone.
Five seconds later, the camera snapped our photo automatically.
The instant it clicked, she bolted over to check, frowned in dissatisfaction, and grumbled.
“…See? Your head got cut off. Height difference is too much. Redo.”
We did have a big height gap. At 182cm, I towered over her barely 155cm frame—practically a head's difference.
She moved the camera much farther away this time, dashed back to snuggle against me, and held out her palm flat again with a blank expression.
Click.
She raced to check the shot, scrutinized it from every angle, and wasn't satisfied—back to the camera for another try.
After three or four repeats, she finally found the perfect angle and distance, nodding in satisfaction.
“…Perfect. Lighting could be brighter, but no gear yet, so it'll do.”
“But we're shooting video anyway, right? Does the photo matter that much?”
I voiced my concern carefully, and she glanced at me, nodding.
“Fair point. Gotta test video too. Film once with my phone, once with yours. Go with whichever looks better.”
“Sure. For video, shouldn't we move around a bit? Standing still is basically just a photo.”
“True… Got any good ideas?”
As she asked, I pondered briefly, eyes sparkling as an idea hit, and smoothly reached out to her.
“…Hup.”
I slipped my hands under her armpits and hoisted her into the air.
“…Eh?”
She dangled limply, expression utterly dumbfounded.
Seizing the moment before she could resist, I grabbed both legs and spread her groin wide open.
Finally snapping to, she panicked, flailing wildly while tugging her skirt to cover her fully exposed panties.
“Eek, eek…! Wh-what are you doing?!”
“Well, to test the video, isn't it better to try an actual position we'll use? Bonus, pants are off already—perfect view.”
“Th-that's true, but…! Wait just a sec…!”
“Alright, filming now. This work?”
I spread five fingers toward the camera. Five seconds later, video recording kicked in.
The shameful pose, with her legs splayed and crotch fully visible, got captured perfectly.
Unable to bear the embarrassment, Yejin flushed crimson and stammered helplessly.
“Ah, uuh, aa… ah…”
Her poker face from earlier was long gone; seeing her flustered and lost sent my pent-up lust into overdrive.
I deliberately pressed the tip of my cock against her panties, bobbing her up and down repeatedly.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, splurt…
Her soaked panties squished lewdly against my cock, echoing obscenely through the room.
“Ha, haa… hauu… ua…”
Yejin, nearly delirious with shame, covered her face and let out slender moans.
She was so adorable—and arousing—that holding back my desires grew impossible.
Finally mustering courage, I whispered hotly in her ear.
“…Yejin, how about we just go for it like this? Feels different doing the real thing versus practice, right?”
“Wh-what…? No, hold on… Th-that's true, but…”
She whipped around in shock, and I surrendered to instinct, crashing my lips onto hers in a deep kiss.
One hand flicked her panties aside, aligning my cock tip with her blatantly exposed entrance.
“Mmph! Mmph! Ummph! Mmph! Hngg…!”
She thrashed her legs in frenzy, and right as my cock hovered a mere millimeter from her hole, she summoned every ounce of strength for a brutal headbutt to my nose.
“Argh! Ow…”
The sudden agony exploding across my face forced me to clutch my nose and crumple to the floor.
Finally free, Yejin panted raggedly, straightened her clothes, and dashed to stop the recording.
She stared at the footage blankly, then her eyes bulged as she flailed her hands wildly, shouting.
“Th-this doesn't count! Invalid, way too shameless! Redo! Proper this time!”
“Ugh… O-okay…”
I mumbled sullenly, still clutching my throbbing nose.
Even so, the tip of my stubbornly erect cock glistened, thickly coated in sticky juices transferred from her panties.