#11 Scenario: Suwoo Mi Yang Ga
I shifted positions so Kim Woo-hyun, sitting right in front of her, could see everything in explicit detail.
Even with his girlfriend exposing her upper body—baring her breasts right in front of another man—he didn't find it strange at all.
I curled my lips into a smirk and moved behind her.
Leaning against me, I slipped my hands under her armpits and kneaded her breasts.
"Hng...!"
She couldn't bring herself to refuse, surrendering her body to me completely.
I hiked up the skirt of her suit, grabbed the sides of her stockings, and pulled them down.
Leaving them dangling around her thighs, I shoved my hand inside her panties.
"Hnnng...!"
Her soft pubic hair brushed my fingertips through the fabric.
I hooked a finger between her pussy lips, circling slowly to find her clit.
The tip of my finger caught her sensitive spot.
I rubbed her clit with agonizing slowness—soft, sticky, deliberate.
At first, her reaction was lukewarm, but my persistent teasing made her body shudder.
"Haa... Ahng...! Hng, hnnng!"
I dipped my head and nipped her earlobe with my teeth. Then, whispering just for her:
"Your boyfriend's not even watching from the front. Make some real noise."
At the word "boyfriend," her eyes flicked to Kim Woo-hyun, locked on hers.
Even in roleplay, her Ga-rank immersion wasn't used to handling eye contact like that.
I felt their gazes meet, her body going rigid against me.
"Hnnng..., haa..., hnnng...!"
"Turned on?"
"Nng..., haa..., hnnng...!"
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Woo Da-young.
Her boyfriend was right there in front, but she'd been told to act like he wasn't.
She wanted to—for the score—but it wasn't that easy.
"Hnnng...!"
Pleasure sliced through her tangled thoughts, forcing her to bite her lip.
Sticky fingers squelched inside her panties, zeroing in on her sensitive spots.
It felt gross at first, but the way they found them... her body went slack anyway.
Woo-hyun was watching—even if it was just the test subject, she didn't want him seeing her face twist in pleasure from another man's touch.
"Hng..., haang..., ahng..., aaah...!"
Still, those sweet, man-pleasing moans poured nonstop from her pink lips.
Eyes open, and there he was—her boyfriend, staring intently. She froze, helpless.
"Haa...?!"
Her mind scattered, then—slick intrusion. A finger sliding into her pussy.
It bent inside her hypersensitive walls, pressing exactly on her sweet spot.
"Hnnng! Aaaang!"
Hot breath on her ear, teeth grazing her lobe—her vision whited out, hips bucking wildly.
Squirt!
She clutched the tester's arm hugging her from behind, mortified as she squirted lightly.
"Haa..., haa...!"
For a split second, she'd blacked out from his hand alone.
With her boyfriend watching... it made her way more sensitive.
"Louder. I'm your boyfriend."
His face was out of sight, but his voice rang crystal clear.
Like a devil handing her a loaded gun—she started blending into it, bit by bit.
"Woo-hyun never does this. Only I can."
Fingers writhing inside her, lips and tongue teasing her earlobe without mercy.
"Ahng..., b-but......!"
"I'm way better than him, aren't I?"
"Aaaang..., hnnng...!"
Eyes squeezed shut, she nodded. For the score—she had to.
"M-much better...!"
"He doesn't do this either, right?"
No sooner said—he yanked her hair at the nape, sinking his teeth into her neck like a vampire.
"Aang!"
His bite gripped firm, but it felt more like a cool massage than pain.
"Only I can make you happy. Not Woo-hyun."
The whispers kept coming. Sorry to the guy in front, but her body was melting.
Tension faded; every nerve locked onto his hands, his tongue.
"Hnnng! Ang! Hng! Haang! Aang...!"
Her moans swelled.
Squelch, squelch.
Love juices leaked with every finger thrust.
Her pussy itched, twitching.
A dirty thought flashed in her mind—and like he read it, he whispered:
"Want me inside?"
"......Hng..., haa..., hnnng...!"
The plea rose in her throat, but she couldn't spit it out.
"Just nod. That's all."
"......"
No words needed—a perfect compromise. She nodded without thinking, rationalizing it away.
"On all fours... face front."
She lifted her ass as ordered, dropping to her elbows—Kim Woo-hyun right there.
That's when Maeng Soyul moved.
"Woo-hyun-ssi, you need to take off your pants."
"Ah...!"
Kim Woo-hyun—lost in a daze, staring—jolted and yanked his pants down fast.
Her boyfriend's cock. The one she'd only seen at night, just for her.
It stood prouder than ever.
Test or not, her love was only for his. She squeezed her eyes.
Squeeze.
Maeng Soyul, black stockings hugging her legs, lifted her foot and ground it into his erect shaft.
"Nice and firm."
Woo Da-young flinched at Kim Woo-hyun's weird expression under another woman's foot.
Squelch.
Then—behind her—a thick cock stretched her pussy wide, invading deep.
The dick she'd stared at, touched, taken all yesterday. She knew its size by feel alone.
"Hnnnng...!"
The hot pressure filling her yanked a moan free.
She gripped the bed to hold back.
Squeeze.
He grabbed her ass, thrust once more—balls-deep. Her mind reeled.
"Huk...!"
Exhaling, it withdrew—the glans scraping her walls sent chills racing.
"Haaaang...!"
Squelch.
Again. Slow. Every ridge, every inch burned into her senses.
Grab.
His hand shot up, fisting her hair roughly.
"What's in front of you?"
At his words, she finally looked. Her boyfriend, stroking himself right there.
"Hnnng! Hng..., N-nothing....... Haat..., haang...!"
Clinging to her last shred of sanity, she remembered: test.
Squelch.
Squelch.
"Woo-hyun doesn't hit this deep from behind, does he?"
"Ang! Haaaang..., Doesn't..., haa..., too big.... Haa...!"
Unlike her boyfriend, it kissed her womb entrance, thudding through her core.
Like yesterday—should hurt, but it felt... familiar.
"Hnnng! Aang! Haang! Aang...! Haaang! Hng!"
"Fuck, look at that pussy gripping."
Crude, filthy words she hated—but the taboo thrill shivered down her spine.
Squelch.
"Haang! Ah! Haang! Hng! Aang...! Haaang!"
Each slam echoed in her belly. Her pussy reshaping around him.
"Ahng! Haang! Huk! Haang! Ng!"
Head yanked back, pounded rough—something Woo-hyun would never do.
Squelch, squelch.
Her tits swung wildly with every thrust.
"Tighten up more."
His voice rumbled low, hypnotic.
The hand in her hair released—then a sharp impact on her ass.
Smack!
Crisp, stinging echo.
"Haang!"
Hurt... but bearable. Almost good.
Smack!
"More, I said."
"I'll tighten... haang! Ah! Haaang...!"
She had to play along now.
'Please, just end the test...'
She willed it over. He flicked her ass upward—light smack.
Smack!
"Ahng! Haaang...! Hng! Haang!"
"Woo-hyun never spanks you?"
"Ang! Never...! Huk! Haaang!"
"That's why you're so loose. I'll train you right."
He raised his other hand.
Prone, she couldn't see—but she felt it coming.
Ass clenched tight in anticipation.
Smack!
The squeeze amplified the crack.
"Clenches when I spank. Feels good, huh?"
"Hnnng! Y-yes...! Huk! Haaang!"
Not really—but she lied for him. Definitely a lie.
Smack!
Each smack jiggled her cheeks; his cock wedged deeper, overwhelming.
She felt stuffed with him.
"Hnnng! Haang! Ah! Haang!"
Should hurt—but the spanks brought cool relief.
"Ahng! Hnnng...! Aang! Hat! Hnnng!"
"Hands behind your back."
His growl— she lowered her chest to the bed, wrists crossed behind her without thinking.
One hand pinned her wrists; the other resumed spanking.
Smack!
"Hng! Aaaang! Hng...! Haaang~! Ahng!"
This play was new—heart pounding harder than the pain.
"How's that? Deeper than Woo-hyun?"
"Hng! Aang! Hnnng..., nng..., s-so deep...! Way more than Woo-hyun......!"
Boyfriend in front? Face buried now, out of sight—thoughts of him fading to haze.