#11 Scenario - The Four Graces Household
Her pussy clenched tightly around my deeply embedded cock, but I forced it open with my own strength and thrust in deeper.
Squiiiish.
"Ha-ut! Ahng! Ha-eung! A-eut! Haaang!"
Woo Da-hee’s moans grew louder with her rising excitement.
As if she didn’t care if someone outside heard her, even though they were outdoors.
"Haa…! Ha-eut! Ahng! Heung! Aaang! Ahng!"
Squish squish.
Every time my cock pulled out from the insertion point captured on camera, drops of her juices splattered onto the bench and the ground.
Her gushing pussy showed no signs of drying up.
Even without love gel, she was so slick that I couldn’t stop these pistoning thrusts.
"Eua-eung! Aaang! Ha-ut! Haang!"
For even stronger pleasure, I turned to Woo Da-young, who was watching from the side, and said,
"Suck my nipples."
At my words, Woo Da-young snapped to attention and approached me.
She was in the middle of her assignment, after all, and needed to score as high as possible.
She lifted my shirt.
And pressed her face close to my chest, starting to suck on my nipple.
"Chup…."
"Ha-ut! Aaang! A-eut! Haaang!"
Woo Da-hee and Woo Da-young—the sisters captured together in one camera angle. It was unbearably hot.
With my ejaculation building, I thought about creampieing her right then.
I could make excuses if I came inside, but I had to hold back for now.
"Eut…."
As the urge to cum hit, I quickly pulled out my cock and shook it hard.
"Ha-eu-eung…."
Along with Woo Da-hee’s frail, regretful moan, I poured my hot semen all over her body.
Spurt!
Spurt!
A thick, musky load splattered across her stomach and pubic hair.
"Haa…, haa…."
Having pounded with all my strength after so long, sweat dripped from my forehead.
Thud.
More important than wiping sweat, I grabbed the camera and filmed her, covered in my cum.
Woo Da-hee’s face was flushed from arousal, her eyes glazed as she stared into the lens.
But her gaze kept flicking down toward my crotch, her regret plain as day.
"Oh, looks like they're filming an assignment here."
As I captured her on camera, a voice came from nearby.
Glancing over, I saw passersby out for a walk, curiously peering at us.
"……."
There was no scenario for onlookers, so this must be some ad-libbed addition.
Still, in this world, assignments were a cultural norm, and graders for evaluations were respected, almost revered professions.
Meanwhile, the sudden crowd made Woo Da-young flinch.
"Alright, Da-young's turn now."
I kept up the act, ignoring the spectators.
Woo Da-young played along with my performance.
"I-I like doing it… o-outside…."
She was stumbling over her lines, aware of the eyes on her.
I smirked, then shoved my cock—reeking from Woo Da-hee’s pussy—toward her sitting face.
"I came once and went soft. Suck it back to life."
"Huh? Uh, okay…."
She stared at my post-orgasm, flaccid cock.
Woo Da-young’s hand gently grasped it, her tongue darting out for a taste.
Her expression twitched slightly at the fishy scent, but she closed her eyes tight, sealed her lips in a vacuum, and took me deep into her throat.
I stroked her head lovingly and said,
"You sucking me off outside is the hottest. Mmm."
"Chuuup…, haaum…, um…. Chup…."
Pleased by my praise, Woo Da-young bobbed her head more eagerly.
She no longer cared what was coating my cock.
"Churrup…, haa…, um…."
The sucking sensation made it swell gradually.
It ached from the recent ejaculation, but my recent scenarios had boosted my stamina immensely.
In sexual matters, at least.
"Ah, feels good."
Grinning with pleasure, I gathered her long hair from behind like a handle.
Twisted tight in my grip.
I yanked it, forcing her deeper onto my cock.
"Wuuk…! Wub…! Kholok!"
Her eyes watered as she looked up at me, wide open to take me without pain.
I angled the camera to capture Woo Da-young properly with my cock in her mouth.
"Good enough."
My fully erect cock was back to its heavy glory.
"Turn around."
She wiped drool from her lips and obeyed, gripping the bench and presenting her ass.
Her pants were down to her thighs, squeezing her legs together with that massive ass.
Her slim waist dipped in, pooling saliva at the sight.
Big tits and ass, but not a thick waist.
I caressed her plump ass, and her voice heated up.
"Ha-ut…."
Rubbing my hard cock against her pussy made her glance back.
The growing crowd made her eyes shake, but she didn’t protest to me.
Squiiiish.
A bit dry, her entrance gripped my glans tightly.
"Ha-eu-eung……."
"Whoa… this feels amazing."
Dry at first, but inside she was slick and ready.
Under that huge ass, my cock buried to the hilt in her tight pussy.
A few months ago, it had been so impossibly tight, but now her body fully accommodated me.
She didn’t know it, but she was perfectly adapted to me.
Squish, squish.
I rocked my hips slowly.
"Heua-eut, haa…, ha-eung…."
Her moans matched the slow pace.
"Aaang…, ha-eung…. Ha-ut. Haa…."
Her shirt draped over her top, pants down to her thighs.
Everything in perfect harmony.
Squiiiish.
Squiiiish.
I focused the camera on my plunging cock and her pussy.
"Heu-eung…, aaang…. Ha-eu-eung…. Ahng…. Ha-eut…."
"Feels good outside, right?"
I filmed her face as I asked.
"Y-Yeah…, ha-eut…. Aaang…. A-eung…."
Even knowing it was acting, a third party watching the footage would swear it was real.
"Tighten your pussy more."
"Ha-eung…, a-eung…. L-Like this……? Ha-eut…. A-eung…."
I felt her squeeze. I pried her tightening walls open and slammed deep to her womb.
"Heu-eut?!"
She grimaced as her belly pressed in.
"A-eut! Aaang…! A-eung! Haa…! A-eut!"
I hilted again, grinding extra hard.
Like stretching after a long sit—my cock relaxed into her.
Squiiiish, squiiiish.
Ejaculation rising again.
Second round, and it was surging fast.
The primal male instinct no man could deny.
Squish squish.
I pounded with no restraint, full force.
Slap slap slap slap!
Flesh colliding, her huge ass jiggled wildly.
Woo Da-young hung her head, lips parted, screaming with each thrust.
"Haaaang! Ha-ut! Haaaang! Ahng! Haang!"
Squiiiish!
Sluuurp.
I pulled out, semen bubbling from my tip.
Straddling her ass, I shook it out.
Spurt!
I milked the rest into her ass crack before standing.
"Haaa…."
Catching my breath, I stepped aside—legs wobbling, strength gone.
"Clean it with your mouth last. It's a bit messy."
Woo Da-young, still prone without pulling up her pants, sat on the bench and took my cum-and-juice-coated cock in her mouth.
Glancing at Woo Da-hee beside her, she joined too—the sisters licking my glans side by side.
Their flushed faces let me snap even lewder shots than before.
"Churrup…, chup…."
"Chup…."
Even soft, I felt their tongues fully.
Their sucking filled the air with a lewd, fishy scent.
I looked at them with a satisfied, refreshed smile.
Seeing my expression, they knew we were done.
"Quite a crowd's gathered."
As I spoke to the two still sucking my tip, they finally looked around.
Woo Da-young, who’d been ass-up, blushed deeper—embarrassed by the mob she hadn’t expected.
Though ad-libbed, the world’s altered common sense drew the crowd.
Could make good material for a future scenario.
Of course, drawbacks too—crowds slowed immersion, sped dissonance.
For a perfect world, it needed at least Masterpiece rank.
§
The next day.
Evaluation day had arrived.
Grades lasted a year, with two retests allowed.
Plus national perks, so everyone took it seriously.
"Everyone, change into the clothes you wore yesterday."
Early morning bustle for the evaluation prep.
I started with Maeng Soyul.
"This is for opening with guests during evaluation. Handle it carefully."
"Ah, yes."
The brown envelope held today’s assignment.
I knew, but others didn’t.
"We're all ready."
Woo Da-young peeked in cautiously, in yesterday’s suit.
"Got it. We'll head out soon."
I grabbed the compiled scoresheet and went to the living room.
9 AM.
The doorbell rang.
"[We're here for the evaluation.]"
Choi Hyeok’s voice.
Ding-dong.
I opened the door. Choi Hyeok and Kim Woo-hyun, both suited up.
"Come in. Sit here together."
We four sat side by side on the sofa.
Kim Woo-hyun and Woo Da-young.
Choi Hyeok and Woo Da-hee.
"Thank you for staying the night and following along. I appreciate it."
I bowed; they awkwardly bowed back.
Outside the scenario, they knew me—but here, I was a stranger.
"Then, Soyul."
At my cue, Maeng Soyul stepped forward from behind.
"I'll announce yesterday's assignment scores."
The sisters watched with anxious anticipation.
"First, Woo Da-hee: 86 points for 'Wu'."
"Phew……."
Woo Da-hee sighed in relief.
"Next, Woo Da-young: 39 points for 'Yang'."
Her eyes widened at the better grade.
Maeng Soyul said coldly,
"Assignment scores are out of 50. Evaluation determines the final grade. Do your best."
Even in the scenario setup, she was ice-cold on the job.
"This year's evaluation theme is the virtuous wife and wise mother. We'll present accordingly. Grader."
She handed me the envelope.
Riiip.
I tore open the sealed envelope and pulled out the theme.
"Virtuous wife and wise mother. The evaluation theme is superiority."
No one quite got it from the word alone.
"Men naturally crave comparison to other men, seeking validation and superiority. A virtuous wife boosts her husband's or boyfriend's ego, making him feel superior."
I paused, eyeing them.
"For this evaluation, I'll be the husband. Your boyfriends or ex-husbands are beside you. Praise me as superior to them in this roleplay to start the evaluation."