Chapter 121 - #11 Scenario: The Suu-Mi-Yang Family
Moonlight and streetlamps cast their glow, illuminating the fallen leaves scattered between the trees along the walking path. The sisters stood there before me, proudly baring their breasts.
*Click.*
It was a scene worthy of being called a work of art.
Especially Woo Da-hee—she struck a pose like she was shooting a magazine photoshoot, letting her coat slip off just one shoulder to reveal a mesmerizing view of her chest.
"Perfect."
Thanks to them, I'd captured some great shots.
"Alright, next up..."
The path was lined with benches here and there. A few passersby glanced our way, prepping for their own appraisal tests, but no one paid us much mind.
In this world, it was like a rite of passage everyone went through upon reaching adulthood.
"Let's head over to the bench."
It was the end of the walking path, so there weren't many people around. The exercise areas for locals were up front, so unless you were out for a stroll, no one came all the way back here.
"Unbutton your pants here. Let me see your pubic hair."
They didn't flinch at my blunt words.
"It's gonna be cold, though..."
Woo Da-young grumbled a little, but I pretended not to hear. As they undid the buttons on their pants, a glimpse of their intimate, shy pubic hair peeked through the gap.
No underwear meant it was right there in plain view.
*Click.*
They sat on the bench, pants tugged down just a bit, breasts exposed, staring straight at my camera.
I knelt down, adjusting the angle to capture them perfectly.
A photojournalist through and through.
Elevating my hobby to art.
"Cup your breasts with your hands."
At my command, they lifted their massive tits like they were serving them up on a platter.
*Click.*
Satisfied with the shots, I dove into the real assignment.
*Thud.*
I stood up and approached them on the bench.
Casually, I shoved my pants down to my thighs.
Panties followed, and I pointed at my limp, dangling cock.
"Bring your faces close together."
They exchanged a glance, then bowed their heads, pressing their cheeks near my flaccid dick.
I grabbed the blunt, unerect shaft and rubbed it against her cheek.
*Click.*
I snapped their awkward poses just like that.
But the bench and the outdoor backdrop made it feel like flipping through a dirty photo album.
"Press your lips to my cock from both sides. Like you're sucking it."
"Smack..."
"Mwah..."
Their lips sealed tight against the shaft, and they looked up at me.
My limp cock started hardening fast, swelling with power.
As the soft flesh against their lips turned rigid, Woo Da-young flinched.
*Click.*
"Fuck..."
The rush hit me hard. We'd mostly done this indoors until now, but thanks to the Scenario Book, we could pull this off outside without a hint of suspicion.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
The fact that these weren't strangers—but women who knew me—only doubled the thrill.
"Good."
I stifled a grin and grabbed Woo Da-young's head, pressing the glans to her lips.
"Just swallow the tip and suck."
"Mmm... Okay."
"Keep your eyes on the camera."
Her soft lips enveloped the glans, her warm, slick tongue swirling over it.
"Mwah...Slurp..."
To Woo Da-hee beside her, I gave a different order.
"Da-hee, suck the shaft."
"Sure thing~."
She brushed her obstructing hair aside and pressed her lips to my now-erect shaft.
Her hot breath hit the cock chilled by the cold air, raising goosebumps.
*Click.*
"Slurp...Smack...Mmm..."
"Mmm...Mmm..."
Their gazes locked perfectly on the camera.
One hand on the camera, the other stroking Woo Da-young's head as she sucked my glans.
"Ah... yeah, that's good..."
My involuntary praise lit up her face. Probably the first time she'd heard real emotion from me.
Might even score her extra points.
"Smack... Haa... Mmm...Slurrrp."
As they focused on my cock, footsteps approached from the side.
Thud thud thud!
A jogger with earphones, pounding the path.
Our eyes met.
The jogger nodded politely at me, like it was the most normal thing.
Not a weird look at the blowjob—just casual acknowledgment.
This world was perfectly crafted.
I nodded back lightly, stroked Woo Da-young's head, and pulled out.
"Haa..."
Her lips glistened with saliva.
"Da-young, your turn solo. Show me your tits."
Those soft, warm-looking massive breasts.
I slid my cock, slick with their spit, between Woo Da-young's tits.
Schlick.
It slipped in smooth and greasy, like plunging hands into a warm pocket.
"Squeeze them together."
She pressed her tits from both sides with her hands.
*Click.*
Her eyes fixed on the camera.
"Eyes are perfect too."
As I spoke, Maeng Soyul sidled up and whispered.
"Examiner."
"...?"
I glanced at her, and she asked cautiously.
"Are we husband and wife right now? Or is it the assignment? I'm a bit confused."
Shit, her words jolted me.
Right—we were out on a couples' outing as husband and wife.
Caught up in the fresh thrill, I'd forgotten and slipped into examiner mode for the photos.
"Was just about to switch to that. This was giving the test-takers time to adjust."
She looked apologetic at my quick excuse.
"Sorry..."
"No worries. Ask anytime you're curious."
My mistake, so no anger.
I gave Maeng Soyul a small smile to signal it was fine, then turned back to the sisters.
Time for the roleplay to cap off this assignment.
"As you've experienced firsthand, the husband's hobby is photographing his wife outdoors. So play the part accordingly."
I gestured along the empty path.
"Getting naughty on a deserted walking trail—that's the couple's kink. And the wife's job is to enjoy it too, right?"
After laying out the setup and reaffirming their commitment, I motivated them.
"This is the last practice for today's assignment. Tomorrow's the big appraisal, so focus hard."
"Hehe, got it."
Woo Da-hee looked confident.
The awkwardness from this morning was gone.
Tension fully released, her expressions brimmed with life.
"Hng~ Do I look pretty?"
Woo Da-hee licked her finger teasingly, then rubbed her nipple gently.
"You love taking dirty pics, right~? These came out good today~?"
Her instant shift had me itching to thumbs-up.
I smirked and stepped closer.
Then lifted her leg right up.
"Aaang~."
Woo Da-hee leaning back against the bench, pants at her thighs.
Her legs drawn together in a perfect curve with her ass.
Her shyly closed pussy peeked through.
Just like when I'd shot Maeng Soyul before, I framed her pussy in the camera.
Snap.
She grabbed her raised leg with both hands, tilted her body to show her face, and stared at the camera.
"Honey, do I look hot~?"
"Yeah, totally. Fucking sexy as hell."
"Hehe~. Doing it outside's got my heart racing. Right?"
She tempted me with a lewd expression.
I swallowed hard, thinking married women really were different.
Kneeling slightly, I rubbed my spit-slick cock—hardening in the cold—against her pussy.
Schlick.
Her already loosened folds welcomed my glans.
The chill air had stiffened me, but sliding in felt electric.
"Whoa... shit..."
Schlurp.
The path was empty now, but someone could pass any second—my heart pounded.
Even if caught, the scenario covered us, but this was something I'd never do normally.
Schlurp.
"Haaht... haaang..."
Her pants binding her thighs like restraints kept her legs from spreading, heightening the resistance—enough to make anyone hard.
And Woo Da-hee looked like she was loving it.
Biting her lower lip toward the camera, she threw out even more provocative lines.
"Hauung... You're so hard and hot inside me out here... Can you pound me harder?"
"Damn right."
I ignored the shaking camera and thrust my hips.
Schlurp! Schlurp!
"Haaht! Aaaang!"
My cock filled her belly completely, and she threw her head back, trembling.
Shiver!
Schlick schlick!
Her moans filled the air between the stream's gentle flow.
"Haaang! Ang! Haaang...! Yes...! Honey... it's so deep...! Haak! Ang! Harder...!"