Chapter 51

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 51

Chapter Title: Aebom's Alleyway Enthusiasm

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Once Han Aebom got excited, her hands knew no restraint. She rummaged wildly inside my zipper, yanked down my underwear, and pulled out my cock.

"Hngh."

It tickled, it felt good—a mix of sensations washing over me as I looked down.

No matter how many times I saw it, the sight was surreal. Han Aebom like this. And yet, that very improbability made my excitement spike to dizzying heights.

I could see why people craved erotic stories or AVs—the more fantastical and impossible in real life, the stronger the pull.

This was hot as hell.

"Ah..."

As my cock sprang free, Han Aebom shot me a gaze so endearingly affectionate it bordered on heartbreaking. Her fingers kneaded it everywhere, and every time she brushed the sensitive ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spot just below the head, my whole body jolted.

"So cute."

What the hell did I just hear? Cute?

If it were my old self, maybe. But right now, my cock wasn't exactly "cute." Was it tied to that erogenous zone I checked earlier? More like sexual preferences, really.

"Haa, haa... What an incredible smell."

Before I knew it, Han Aebom had pressed her face right up against my cock, inhaling deeply. Her expression screamed pervert in the best way.

Was it that good? Sure, I'd scratched an itchy dick now and then and sneakily sniffed my fingers back in the day. But I couldn't imagine pulling off her blissful look.

"You like it that much, Aebom?"

"Yeah, it's the best. Inhaling this scent makes my mind go blank, lifts my mood... and above all, it's insanely addictive. You can only get it right here, after all. Haa, haa."

I could kinda see why those weird Japanese scent products sold so well. Stuff like "Underground Idol's Skirt Pheromones Post-Live Show" or "Office Lady's Feet After a Full Day in Stockings."

So these are the people buying them.

"Haa, haa... I hate to get it wet with my mouth. It'd wash away Hyunwoo's scent."

"No way. It'll just get stronger—mixed with yours, Aebom."

She had real talent, honestly. First time with oral, and she was already this good? How many people could pull that off?

That's what I thought—until.

"Ow... That hurts. Careful with the teeth? It's super sensitive."

Talk about comparisons. Oh Hana was on another level.

"Ah, sorry. I'll be careful."

Han Aebom tried her hardest to avoid scraping with her teeth, desperate to please me. But fellatio wasn't easy.

Actually, no.

First times were always rough in any skill. I'd drilled myself practicing on Oh Hana's pussy, hadn't I? Being perfect from the start would be weirder.

"Hngh."

Every time her teeth grazed unconsciously, a sharp tingle shot up from my cock, making my body twitch uncontrollably.

"I'm trying to mimic what I've seen in porn, but it's not easy."

"If you could watch and nail it perfectly right away, pros wouldn't exist. Don't worry, I'm not expecting expert-level from the start—just relax and enjoy. More importantly, you okay, Aebom? Sex feels good for both sides, sure, but sucking dick like this? Can't be fun for you."

"It's not that bad."

Huh?

"The scent is a big part, but... the act itself has this weird thrill to it. Fun, even. Though if I had to pick, sex feels way better overall. Just know I'm not hating it. If anything, I'm embarrassed by how bad I am."

What a diligent girl.

"Honestly, if you keep sucking like this, I could cum."

"Hmm. Might take too long."

"Really? Then I'll step it up. No skill level, but I've watched plenty."

When she said she'd do it, she meant it. Han Aebom always followed through.

"Lick."

"Hngh."

She stopped trying to deepthroat her small mouth and switched to licking my entire cock. She trailed down the shaft to my balls.

"Gasp!"

I sucked in a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sharp breath.

Driving me insane. For real.

Did she even know what she was doing? Yeah, she damn well did!

"Ngh..."

Her tongue on my balls turned to lips in a flash. She planted deep kisses, then started sucking gently.

Slurp, pop.

...Hearing those sounds from below nearly broke me. Meanwhile, her slender, soft fingers kept stroking my shaft.

"Mmm, slurp, smack."

"A-Aebom... You don't have to go that far, hngh!"

"No, your reaction's way better now. If I were a pro at blowjobs, maybe, but otherwise, fingers are supposed to feel amazing. Balls are delicate, so you gotta be gentle, but done right? Pure pleasure. Felt better this way, right?"

Right? Everything from the ball play to the handjob to those filthy, casual 19+ lines spilling from her lips—it was mentally overwhelming me.

"Ngh, ugh... Aebom, gonna cum already."

"Ah, in that case, can you cum on my hand first?"

"Ugh! Y-Yeah."

I couldn't control it anyway. The moment I gave the okay, Han Aebom positioned one hand at my tip, aimed, and stroked with her fingers.

She kept planting soft kisses on the upper glans. Smack.

"Uuuungh!"

Even watching would be hot enough. Experiencing it? Overload. Blowjob wasn't her forte, but the rest was spot-on.

"Hah!"

I came hard enough to make my whole body go limp for a second. So forceful I had to lean against the alley wall to keep my legs from buckling.

While I melted in pleasure, Han Aebom solemnly caught my load in her palm.

"Ah..."

The ejaculation was so powerful—and after days pent up with +2 Virility—the volume was insane.

Cum pooled in her hand, but the splashback dotted her face lightly.

"I noticed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠before, but... you cum a lot more than expected, Hyunwoo."

"You hate it?"

"No, love it. Way better than less. More feels so much nicer."

What was this conversation, really?

Felt like a lab rat in some experiment. Han Aebom the mad scientist with a pristine facade.

Suits her perfectly.

"Hey, Aebom?"

"One sec. Shh."

She was dead serious, pressing her nose to the cum pooled in her palm.

"Ah... ahh..."

"......"

What was that satisfied moan?

"...Good smell. Seems fine even if I hold it in my mouth. But just in case. Lick."

This time, she tentatively tasted it with her tongue.

"Tasteless, kinda, but sticky with a slight bitterness. Yeah. This'll do."

Before I could stop her, she carefully scooped the cum from her palm into her mouth.

"......"

"Gulp, ngh, sticks to my throat more than I thought."

After a soft review, she closed her eyes, inhaled the lingering scent a few times, and broke into ecstasy. Pure satisfaction.

And she wasn't done—licking her palm clean where the cum had been, sniffing deeply all the while.

"Haa, slurp, haa..."

Total pervert.

I averted my gaze carefully before speaking.

"Aebom? No wet wipes for your hand?"

"Sorry, none on me."

Good lord. I'd seen disposable wipes in her bag while she was crouched. To lie so casually.

"No issue working like this, so don't worry."

I'm not worried about that. Your head's the problem.

She snuck a peek at her phone for the time, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Gotta head to work for real now, Hyunwoo."

"Yeah, guess so."

She looked genuinely disappointed. If time allowed, this sharp-as-a-tack woman would've hiked up her skirt right here, begging me to shove it in.

Damn. Imagining that got me hard again.

"Oh, right. Let me clean you up with my mouth. Easier to put your underwear back on."

"No need, really... Hngh."

Again, no chance to protest.

Han Aebom gently took my cock back in her mouth, sucking it spotless. Even the last drop from my urethra. Smack.

"And, Hyunwoo."

"Yeah."

Maybe this was it—the talk I'd been waiting for.

"Hand over the panties you wore today when we sleep together. Got it?"

"......"

Han's perversion was next-level speechless. Lesson learned: maybe cut back on jerking to other girls' panties.

"Alright. Off to work."

"Yeah. Let's."

Her heels clicked lightly beside me as we walked. Seemed oddly upbeat.

I shrugged. Good is good.

Back home after work. Like clockwork, Oh Hana and I lit up in front of the house.

Smoke one, shower, crash. That's the plan—until Oh Hana clenched her fists like she'd made a big decision.

"Let's tell Sua unnie that me and Aebom unnie are your fuckbuddies!"

"Cough, cough!"

Smoke backed up my throat and blasted out my nose. I hacked a few times, straight out of a comic, before glaring at her.

"You nuts?"

Had she gone feral from sex starvation like Aebom? As I stared, she took a pleased drag.

"Suck, puff. Nah, we gotta come out like this to really bond."

"Huh?"

I tilted my head. Weren't we close enough? She gave me a pitiful look.

"Nope. It's not real friendship—Sua unnie's just catering to us completely. Oppa, you're hopeless. No wonder you were a solo virgin till me."

Ouch, old wound.

Anyway.

"So spilling that makes us closer how?"

"Sharing our dirty secret first shows we wanna get real tight with her."

Sounds like a fast track to crazy person label. Lucky if she doesn't bolt and call the cops.

But her words nagged at something odd.

This one's whatever.

But the quests when Han Aebom and Oh Hana moved in: both were "Have sex with the new girl in the one-room."

Weirdly, nothing like that for Yoon Sua.

'Why?'

As I pondered silently.

Epic... quest?