Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Scenario 3: Friends Jenga SSUL
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I opened the Jenga set, flipped it over, and spread it out on the floor.
Despite there not even being a table, U Dayoung—buzzed from the alcohol—didn't suspect a thing.
In fact, in her tipsy state, she was subtly leaning against my shoulder.
I glanced at the camera, confirming it was running smoothly, and spoke up.
"For this episode, we'll play a spicier version of Jenga. Dayoung? Why don't you draw first?"
With her resistance weakened, U Dayoung stared at the camera with unfocused eyes and grinned.
"Heh, sureee~, I'll give it a pull~."
With the door closed, the room had grown a bit stuffy, and that only made her tipsier.
Click.
U Dayoung pulled a Jenga block with a precarious touch.
[Deep kiss for 3 minutes]
It was the very first block we'd drawn at the start. I'd thought it was gone, but it was still there.
"Ahh~."
She reacted just like the first time, but the atmosphere was worlds apart now.
U Dayoung held the Jenga block between her fingers, gazing at me.
Her long straight hair swayed gently, brushing in front of her cheeks.
The way her pupils darted across my face made it clear her eyes were glazed over.
Smooth.
I reached out, gently brushing her hair aside, and said softly but firmly,
"The one who draws has to come closer, Dayoung."
U Dayoung glanced back and forth between me and the block.
After a moment, she hesitated here and there but steadily drew nearer.
I was certain that even without my abilities, the moment our lips met, the thick iron wall she'd built would crumble significantly.
Smooch.
She leaned in and lightly pressed her lips to mine.
With our lips touching, she spoke.
"This isn't a deep kiss. It's just a hello peck, teacher."
"Ahh~."
Our lips rubbed together as we spoke.
U Dayoung shot me a pouty glare.
But when it came time for her to slip her tongue between my lips, she seemed embarrassed.
I knew her habit of glaring when she got shy, so I waited patiently.
Smooch.
Our lips already touching, her tongue slowly slid between mine.
I unfolded my legs toward the camera, subtly spreading them to make space for her between.
Of course, she didn't come right in, so I reached out and pulled her waist closer.
Unlike earlier when she'd slapped my hand away, this time she braced against the floor and scooted toward me.
"Mm……."
U Dayoung's soft, plush tongue wrapped around mine like it had a mind of its own.
The experience from earlier that day, fueled by alcohol, clung even stickier now.
"Mmm…. Slurp…."
Her eyes fluttered shut. Only then did her tongue press more intimately against mine.
I closed my eyes too, tilting my head slightly for even closer contact.
Her breath carried the scent of alcohol and food, but that wasn't all.
"Smack…."
What started as tongues intertwining soon turned to sucking on lips.
"Haa…."
The kiss grew rougher.
From the moment her iron defenses lowered, this was no game—it was a sticky, sloppy makeout.
"Closer."
At my words, she pretended to resist but pressed even tighter against me.
As old friends, once we crossed that line, the fire ignited fiercely.
"Mmm…. Slurp…, haa…."
The wet sounds of our kissing filled the quiet room, heating it up further.
My hand settled at her waist, then delicately traced the skin along her side.
"Smack…. Mm…."
U Dayoung didn't resist my touch.
The three minutes had long passed, but we were lost in the kiss.
"Haa…, mmm…. Smooch…. Haa…."
Her breathing grew ragged, her cheeks flushing deeper.
Peeking through half-lidded eyes, her face was utterly focused on the kiss.
While waiting for the alarm that would never ring.
"Mm…."
My hand slid from her side to her back, pulling her in tight.
Her breasts pressed firmly against my chest.
"……."
"……."
Only then did U Dayoung open her moist eyes and look at me.
I smiled with my eyes and said,
"Alright, my turn to draw."
I deliberately avoided words like "alarm" or "time."
Still pressed close, I reached out with one hand and pulled a Jenga block.
[Whisper dirty talk in their ear while caressing their body with your hands]
Maybe it was the intensity of the kiss, but U Dayoung leaned back against me, oblivious to the camera, and read the block with me.
"Can you brush your hair aside?"
At my request, she tucked her long hair—covering her ear—behind it with delicate fingers.
Her clean, pale ear, begging to be sucked, was now exposed.
I leaned close to her ear, deliberately blowing hot breath teasingly.
"Hmm, what should I say?"
The ticklish breath made her shrink back.
I set the Jenga block beside me and caressed the inside of her thigh with my hand.
"Eek."
I adjusted my position slightly for the camera's view, then began whispering.
"I've sometimes thought about doing it with you."
This time, I wasn't blunt.
Not something crude like wanting to shove my cock in your pussy.
She was already aroused, so I fed her sweet, disarming words instead.
"Like when you brush your hair back, exposing that neckline... smooch. I've wanted to kiss it like this."
By now, my breath was hot and sticky enough to call it more than teasing.
U Dayoung, lost in the booze, the mood, and my abilities, confused the devil and angel handing her the gun as she focused on my voice.
Meanwhile, my hand claimed her thigh without resistance, inching up to her lower belly.
Smooth.
I slipped my hand inside her pants, guarding her most precious spot, twisted my wrist, and tugged them down a bit.
"Did you know your voice turns me on so much it's sexy as hell?"
Her eyes flicked to me at the question.
"……But I have Woohyun……."
"I know. It's my turn now, so listen to me."
"……Mm…, okay……."
"Lift your hips a little?"
She leaned into me more and raised her hips.
I slid her pants all the way off.
Thud.
I pulled off her pants along with her panties and tossed them behind me out of sight.
She'd taken them off several times before—last time and today—so the resistance was minimal.
Squelch.
When my fingers touched her pussy, it was already sopping wet.
Squelch.
My fingers slid inside effortlessly.
"Hahk…."
I tormented her insides with my fingers while whispering in her ear.
"It's so warm inside. You're excited too, huh."
"Heut…, no I'm not…. Hng…."
"You can enjoy it freely in front of me. Let out those sounds."
Especially since it was me—not anyone else—that I began her training, stripping away all her pretenses.
The power of my words might be weak now. But I was certain.
If the Scenario Book progressed a few more times, this faint influence would become an unstoppable force of nature dominating her.
Squelch, squelch.
Each movement made her pussy cling like it was alive, craving the stimulation.
Her body already remembered the touches I'd imprinted on it.
"Haa…, hahk…. Hng…. Haang…."
Soon, words faded. I just blew hot breath in her ear, sometimes nibbling her earlobe or licking the shell.
"Haang…, ahng…. Haa! Hak…! Hng…."
Her breaths grew hotter.
Twitch!
When her thighs clamped shut and her pussy tightened, I stopped moving.
"Alright, your turn to draw now?"
Our position hadn't changed. My breath grazed her ear, my hand still on her thigh.
"……."
U Dayoung swallowed hard, her face a mix of tension and anticipation, as she drew from the pile in front.
[Touch their precious part, compare it to someone from your past, and praise it]
Another long one. The small print forced her to bring it close to her face to read.
Our faces were practically touching.
"……."
I sat up slightly and took off my pants.
My already hard cock rubbed against her bare ass cheek.
"Woohyun was your first, so just compare it to him and praise away."
"Ah……."
All her data on first boyfriend, first time, first date—everything was Kim Woohyun.
So she shot me a look like discomfort was rising.
Points.
I could see why they let us spend points on discomfort.
"Come on."
I urged her gently, my voice soothing any unease.
U Dayoung swallowed once, then gripped my erect cock.
"Compare it."
I emphasized the Jenga instruction again.
Our position had her back against my chest, both of us bottomless, skin on skin.
"……So……."
"You have to praise me."
I pressed closer to her flustered face and said,
"Whisper it so only I can hear, right in my ear."
"……It's way……bigger than Woohyun's……."
"Not 'seems like'—say it for sure. It's a compliment."
I guided her vague response firmly.
"……It's way bigger than Woohyun's……."
She massaged my cock and continued.
"And……thicker than Woohyun's…, and so long…."
"More."
"Moreee……. Mm……. And even after you came earlier, it's hard again."
This was deeply sorry to Kim Woohyun, but it was bigger than in any moment with another woman so far.
"Good girl."
I stroked her head for finally speaking.
As she tried to let go of my cock, I whispered,
"It's 19+ rated, so keep holding it."
"……."
It was nonsense, but U Dayoung shyly kept gripping my cock.
Click.
I drew the next block.
[Apply love gel and insert into their precious part]
It was finally here.
"Whoa…, it got even bigger."
U Dayoung was startled by my swelling cock. Then she spotted the block in my hand and flinched.
"N-no wayyy…. No condom……absolutely not."
"If there's a condom, it's fine?"
"……That still no……."
She wasn't fully corrupted yet; she was holding her last line.
I grinned and pointed at the camera.
"We're filming, so it won't cross any lines. But it's on the Jenga, so I'll just put it in quick and pull out."
"Ah…, that's……, um……."
While she stammered, I pulled out the love gel I'd prepared earlier.
I gently pushed her—still holding my cock—and eased her onto her back.
"It'll be over quick, just 3 minutes."
"……."
U Dayoung clasped her hands at her chest, looking at me anxiously.
If this had been the first scenario's synopsis, she'd have refused outright. But after all the buildup, her resistance was all but gone.
Squirt.
I squeezed gel onto my erect cock, rubbed it in by hand, and looked down at her.
"S-still no!"
She protested, but as I approached on my knees, her thick thighs parted smoothly.
"It's for Woohyun. I'll just keep it in."
"……."
For her boyfriend, and just keeping it in—that rotten lifeline she clung to.
Squelch.
The planned insertion—not coincidence—happened.
"Haak…!"
Her mouth gaped at the massive cock, too much to handle; her hands flew up to grip my arms.
"Y-you have to just……keep it in……."
"Of course……."
Squelch.
U Dayoung's impossibly tight walls stretched around my glans and shaft, clinging desperately.
Her folds stimulated my cock.
It was just as tight as I'd felt earlier.
Squelch.
I hilted fully and gazed down at her.
U Dayoung couldn't meet my eyes, turning her head aside.
"Dayoung."
"Mng……?"
She answered without looking.
"This thing from before."
"……?"
"That I said I was bigger and thicker than Woohyun. Is it true?"
"……!"
Finally, U Dayoung looked at me and pouted.
"……I-it's a game, so I said that……had to praise……."
"So it was a lie?"
"……."
She couldn't answer. That silence proved it true.
"Then since it's small, even with me inside, you won't feel much? That's kinda sad."
"Y-yeah."
I grinned and pulled my hips back slightly.
Squelch.
"Haang…! Nooo…! You can't move…!"
"What? I thought small means no reaction."
"N-no, but still."
I chuckled.
"Got it, got it."
I stayed buried and stared into her eyes.
This was a first for both of us, making it even hotter; I could feel her pussy more vividly.
She probably felt the same.
"Wh-when's the three minutes……."
"Mm……. Well, this is embarrassing like this."
We'd passed three minutes already. I eyed the Jenga from this position.
"Draw here, then we'll edit it later."
"……Th-then pull out……."
"It's 19+ so we have to keep the position from before."
Another made-up rule. U Dayoung pouted her lower lip and cautiously drew a block.
Plenty left, so it didn't topple.
She read it and showed me.
"How do we even……."
I read the Jenga as she spoke.
[Have sex while doing a roleplay you want to try]