Chapter 30
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: #4 Scenario Portfolio
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Changed into comfortable clothes and stepped outside with a light heart.
It was a slightly rundown neighborhood, but it had everything you could need.
"What do you wanna eat?"
I asked, and she crossed her arms, pondering.
"Hmm."
"How about some knife-cut noodles?"
"Sounds good! Let's demolish some knife-cut noodles!"
There was a seafood knife-cut noodle place right in front, so we headed straight in.
It was only 6,000 won a bowl, so I figured the portions were small, but it came out in a massive serving bowl.
"Oh. Gotta snap a pic and send it to Woohyun."
At moments like this, she looked every bit the girl with a boyfriend.
"Woohyun says it looks delicious, check it out."
"...Why are you showing me that?"
"Aw, come on~. It's cute."
"Pfft. Yeah, yeah."
It was hilarious how just ten minutes ago in the motel, she'd said sex with me was better than with her boyfriend, and now this.
I didn't feel any jealousy, though.
Her behavior outside the scenario just made me chuckle.
"Slurp."
"Slurrrp."
Bit into a big chunk of shrimp tempura and dug into the noodles—the seasoning was spot on.
"Ugh~, so full~."
She patted her belly with half the bowl left.
I'd left some broth but polished off all the seafood and noodles.
"I'm stuffed too. I'll cover the bill for now and settle up later."
Paid with my card and stepped out. The sun was still up.
Glanced at the time—it was just past 6 p.m.
"Let's grab some snacks before heading back."
"Oh, yeah, good idea."
In our casual short-sleeve shirts and shorts, we felt like we were just out for a neighborhood stroll.
Hit the nearby convenience store for chips, iced coffee cups, drinks, and a can of beer each.
"Doesn't look like there's much around here to do."
Just the occasional karaoke practice room or dingy PC bang—no coin karaoke in sight.
I had no intention of going anyway, so bag in hand, we headed back to the motel.
"It's hot~. Wanna turn on the AC?"
"Yeah."
While she fiddled with the AC, I flipped through the TV channels—nothing but reruns.
"So, schedule's done for the day?"
"Nah, not yet. Gotta film one with close friends."
"Huh?"
"Portfolio isn't the upload video. We need to shoot the one for uploading. Perfect since we're at a motel."
I nodded right away.
Immersion at work. Things progressed exactly as I wanted—nice.
"Slurp."
She sipped her iced coffee, gazing at me with an innocent look.
"What's the content this time?"
"The content I've prepped is a straightforward relationship review."
"...?"
It was only natural she didn't get it.
"We've gone too hard with the Jenga stuff so far, right? So this time, we're doing normal sex and comparing it."
"Huh? Oh? Yeah? N-normal?"
Maybe too unexpected—her pupils shook wide.
After adult toy reviews and 29+ Jenga, she figured this would be intense too.
"Yeah, not a fan? We could review the dildo from this morning instead, but it might overlap."
"Oh... r-right. It w-would overlap, yeah?"
"Or got any other ideas?"
"N-no, no. None. S-sounds good."
Her reaction was predictable. The content acts were all extreme firsts for her, so she expected more of the same.
At the same time, I'd planted the idea that "normal" meant just sex with me.
Especially with "filming" thrown in, making sex with me feel natural.
"Ready to start filming? Oh, strip first. It's 19+."
"O-oh, yeah. Got it."
Stripped down and hit record on the camera.
"All set?"
"Y-yeah... yeah."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, thighs touching.
She eyed me tensely.
A special setup like Jenga would've been one thing, but normal sex with a guy friend in a normal motel.
"Hi everyone! Nam Siu here from Close Friends!"
"U Dayoung here~ Nice to meet you~."
Camera on, and she was playing her part.
I grinned wide.
"Jenga ep got such great views, I was stressing over what to do next!"
"Right? Thanks so much for the views!"
"But this time, normal style! What kinda sex do close guy and girl friends have? We'll do it normal and review. Sound good?"
"Uh, y-yeah. Right."
U Dayoung was still stumbling over words.
"What kinda sex do you usually have with your boyfriend?"
"J-just... n-normal."
"Oh, so we'll be comparing to that... Thing is, after me, other guys don't cut it."
"W-why?"
"'Cause it's too good?"
I smirked, and she finally relaxed a bit, swatting me.
"What're you saying? Boyfriend's still the best, y'know?"
She didn't realize she'd just admitted to having a boyfriend on camera.
Arm around her waist—she flinched but snuggled in.
Even after the scenario ended, she'd think of me during sex with Kim Woohyun.
Smooth.
In front of the camera, I pulled her waist close, leaning in slow.
U Dayoung closed her eyes too.
Mwah.
First on her forehead—she peeked with one eye.
"Filming, so let's do it right."
"Huh? Oh... yeah."
Her vibrant pink lips glistened; I covered them with mine.
"Mm..."
Soft lips—slid my tongue in gentle.
Faint coffee scent from her recent sip.
"Chup..."
No gimmicks, just normal sex—my moves mattered most.
Kissing, hands up to cup her soft cheeks, tilting her head slight.
"Mm... chup... haum..."
Kiss dragged minutes; her hands wandered aimless in the air.
With Jenga commands, easy to follow—but none here, lost.
Pulled from her stone-still lips.
"You just sit there like this with your boyfriend too?"
"...Yeah, why? Not good?"
"...Gonna have to train you proper later."
"Huh? T-train? What kinda training...?"
Needed a full session to teach her right.
Lying still during sex was no better than a fleshlight.
Kissed her lips again, trailed to cheeks, nibbled earlobe, hand down stroking thigh.
"Haht... eung..."
"Wrap arms around my neck then. Not too tight."
"S-sorry."
Arms around my neck—teased her ear while hand slid from thigh to calf.
Smooth.
Lifted her calf, threw off balance, laid her on the bed.
Hand trailed back up from calf to her shy pussy.
A bit more developed than first time—tapped her clit light, breathed hot on her ear.
"Haeung... aa... haht..."
Just arms around my neck, breathing heavy.
No kinky play—steady, persistent dev of her whole body to erogenous zones, temp.
Hand gripped ass firm, then up soft on her side.
"Haa... eung... ang... haht..."
Blank slate like her—slowly heating to my touch.
"Eung... haeung..."
"Feeling good?"
"Ang...! Good..."
"Where."
U Dayoung eyed me desperate.
"J-just... all of it g-good..."
"Pfft. Here too?"
Finger poked her cheek.
"Hey, not there."
"How 'bout here."
From cheek to upper breast.
"......"
"Not here? Then here?"
"Haht!"
Flicked nipple—loud moan escaped.
Tilted her chin up, kissed nape.
"Churp..."
Nonstop caresses—like coating her whole body in saliva, roaming everywhere.
Lifted leg, licked toes.
Both hands treasured her thighs and calves—felt her twitch.
"Eeung..."
Not enough to cum, but plenty to wet her pussy.
"Haa... haa... heung..."
First sticky caresses—she panted, wet eyes on me.
No stop—same to other foot, tongue marking.
"Aang... ang..."
Tongue from toes up inner thigh—she spread legs instinctive, expecting entry.
But no.
Flipped her side, licked ass start.
"Haht..."
Tongue on flipped ass and back, then down—hands gripped cheeks.
"Chup..."
Tongue circled slow to anus—she panicked.
"W-what... that's dirty..."
"Stay still."
Face in, licked anus.
"Ang... t-tickles... yaa... Siu... hang..."
"Chup... mwak."
Kiss end, back to start—caresses anew.
Body heated, sweat beaded.
AC on, still hot.
"Haeng... th-that... S-Siu..."
Ignored every plea.
Dozens minutes no insert, just caresses—she bit lower lip hard.
"Siu... haht... um..."
"What? Want me in?"
"Aung... ah... yeah..."
Tiny voice, head nod—inaudible to camera.
Kneed between legs, bodies close, whispered ear.
"Say it loud for the camera if you want it."
"...P-put it in..."
"With my name, clear."
Long but soft caresses—aching natural.
"...S-Siu. Put it in..."
"Where."
"Yaa, geez..."
Cute glare—hid my grin.
Push more, discomfort rises—prepped insert.
"Alright, going in."
"Eung..."
Hand on dick, to her soaked pussy.
Teased up down, almost in not quite.
"Eung... eu..."
U Dayoung craned to see my abs.
Squelch.
Shook up down, thrust forward—slid smooth.
"Haat... haang..."
Just glans—she shuddered electric.
Drip.
Light orgasm?—eyes squeezed shut.
Grabbed waist, pushed ass deeper.
"Heuaang!"
Squelch.
My dry dick—slow thrust with pistons.
Squelch, squelch.
First time no lube struggle—now glided fine.
"Heuaht! Aang... haeung!"
"All in, Dayoung. Feel it?"
Stopped deliberate.
"Eung..."
"More?"
"......"
Conservative her—nod no words.
Ignored most jokes, but too demure in bed.
Squelch squelch.
"Haueut! Ueung... haang! Ang...! Ang...!"
Ramped waist speed—her big breasts jiggled match.
"Ang! Haht! Haeung! Aung!"
Reached, gripped tits hard near pain.
"Hauk! Hurts... haeung! Aeung!"
Pain claim, but loosened enough—squeezed just right, she felt it.
Fingers stroked breasts, pinched nipples twist—waist bucked, trembled.
"Haueuk! Haang!"
Her shudders—pussy clenched hard.
"Wow..."
Had to admire the grip.
Tight but cushy flesh clung.
"Aang...! Haueut! Haeung...! Aung...!"
"Great chemistry?"
"Eung...! Haeng! Good...! Haeung! Ang!"
Body loose—one strong push to cum.
Not for nothing held out dozens minutes.
"Haeung! Ang!"
Squelch, squelch.
Each thrust pussy spread feel great. Pull out—tight wrinkles gripped perfect.
"Ang! Hauk! Haeung! Ang...!"
This time thighs gripped, pistoned wild.
Pang pang pang!
Flesh slap echoed.
"Heuaang! Aang! At! Haang! Heung! Ang! Ung! Eung! Hang! Hang!"
Moans shortened cycle.
Squelch!
Rapid pounding—saw her near-cum face, yanked out sudden.
"Heuaaang!"
Long moan, twisted hips seeking my dick.
No feel—hand groped bed to mine.
"Aueung......"
Still I held—regret face on her.
"Way better than Woohyun at sex, right?"
"Aa~, why ask thaat..."
"Quick. Gotta review."
"Aung..., said it's good~!"
Satisfying answer.
"On all fours. Doggy—something Woohyun never did."
"Aang~. For real... why keep bringing up Woohyun."
Whined but got down ass up to me.
Pussy juice gleamed ass too.
Smack.
Hand gripped wide cheeks, rubbed hard dick on pussy.
"Our secret, so Woohyun talk fine~. Right? Going in?"
"Aung..., still... feels bad..."
Almost said should've refused from start—stopped.
No need self-inflict discomfort; knew it scenario-driven.
"Head lower, ass higher."
"...L-like this?"
"Perfect! Good girl, our Dayoung."
Pat ass, gripped like handles, thrust in.
"Haewoong...!"