Chapter 91
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: Cinema Indiscretion
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My eyes wouldn't stay shut. Honestly, anyone would snap awake from something like that. If a guy had been the one groping my dick just now, I'd have thrown a punch without a second thought.
Maybe it was an accident? Like she was going for my hand and accidentally rubbed my dick instead.
…Yeah, right. Who in the world makes a "mistake" like that? Even Oh Hana wouldn't. For starters, when I glanced to the side, Han Aebom was staring right at me, boldly fondling my cock.
"Eek! A-Aebom… what are you doing?"
With no one else in the theater, I could raise my voice a bit without worry. In a crowded screening room, there might be a staff member hanging around sometimes.
But theaters 12 and 13 were a bit isolated from the others. No employees in sight. They must've just started the movie and left.
Han Aebom answered my question as casually as could be.
"You looked sleepy. And honestly, the movie's not that great anyway. No one's here but us, and I've heard people do this kind of thing in theaters all the time."
She was driving me crazy. This woman was sharper and smarter than anyone, but every now and then she'd pick up weird info from the internet under the guise of "research." Was that why she spent all day at the computer?
Maybe that's what got her in a bad mood before—arguing with someone on some forum? Not like I'd know; I've never tried it.
"Why not just stop the movie and head out?"
"That'd be a waste of money. Besides, it's still playing, and even if it's boring, I don't hate it enough to leave completely."
At this point, I couldn't shake the suspicion that she'd picked this flop on purpose for a theater hookup.
"And we had sex in front of Sua unnie, remember? Doing it in an empty theater isn't that embarrassing. When else would we get a chance like this? I saw online that some people even do it in packed crowds. I could never go that far, though."
Normal people couldn't. Hell, no one should.
"Eek, ugh…"
Even now, Han Aebom kept slowly rubbing my cock over my pants. Naturally, it stiffened up, poking insistently at the zipper.
'This is insane.'
It was turning me on like crazy. Her eyes held no mischief—just pure innocence. She genuinely believed some wild internet story.
That innocence made me even harder. I kept thinking it every time: Han Aebom still felt like the untouchable young lady I shouldn't mess with.
"You're the one who started this, Aebom."
"Yeah, I… mmph."
I turned my head, grabbed the back of her neck, and kissed her roughly. Then I whispered in her ear.
"Keep touching it."
"Eek, okay… mm, smack, slurp."
Personally, I never minded kissing after a blowjob. But after seeing Oh Hana brush her teeth before we kissed post-fellatio once, I'd started getting a little self-conscious.
If we're doing it, might as well do it right. I'd make her suck me off too. Kissing like crazy beforehand wasn't a bad idea.
Her sweet, moist lips tasted familiar yet still delicious.
It hit me then: how huge a role that first experience plays in someone's life. It wasn't that kisses were bad now—it was just that holding hands earlier had felt way more thrilling by comparison.
'Not anymore, though.'
Once you've been through it, no amount of effort could recreate that initial rush. People chase bigger thrills and cross lines because of it, right?
"Mmm…"
The kiss ended, snapping me out of my thoughts. Who had time to worry about other people's lives? Right here, Han Aebom was kissing me and stroking my dick in a movie theater.
"Take it out now and suck it."
She nodded, unzipped me, and pulled out my cock. It sprang free, fully erect. Expectation and hunger flickered in her eyes. She seemed hornier than Oh Hana sometimes. Talk about learning late and going wild.
"Will you pet my head while I suck?"
"Your head? Sure, I'll do that."
It was such a cute request, I agreed instantly. If it were Oh Hana on a bad hair day, she'd freak out about me touching it… Gah. Enough already.
Lately, I'd been too hung up on her because of those quests. It was borderline obsessed. No wonder Han Aebom had finally snapped.
'I'm on a date with Aebom right now, and she's the one sucking my dick.'
Focus on Han Aebom today. That's what I resolved.
Right on cue, she swept her long hair to one side and took my cock in her mouth.
"Mmm, haum, slurp."
"Ah… fu…"
This had its own addictive thrill. Even after all these times, the pleasure shot up my spine every time her mouth enveloped me.
"Mmmph, sluuuurp, slurp."
Her skilled suction and tongue work drew hot moans from me nonstop. My hips bucked involuntarily from the bliss.
Actors on screen were spilling intense emotions and dialogue right in front of us. I couldn't hear a word. It was like they were speaking some foreign language I'd never heard.
"Ugh, Aebom…"
I stroked her head while calling her name. She sucked harder, bobbing deep then pulling back, mimicking a pussy. Each thrust into her throat made saliva drool onto my pants.
I thought about wiping it off, but her intense sucking on my slicker cock had my other hand clenched in a fist.
"Eek, uuu… gonna, gonna cum. Aebom."
"Mmmph, sluuuuurp, slurp. Hm, huum."
At my signal, she flinched once—now so practiced—and deepthroated me in a flash.
"Guh!"
The raw newness was gone, replaced by expert technique. The orgasm hit harder for it, semen surging powerfully.
She took the forceful spurts with calm assurance now.
"Gulp, mmm…"
She even savored the taste leisurely. As my blasts weakened, she squeezed my cock with her mouth, milking every last drop from my urethra.
"Haa, haa…"
I panted, basking in the afterglow. It was clean and satisfying now. "Used to it" fit better.
Even transitioning straight to sex before my soaked cock dried felt seamless.
"I'm so glad I wore a skirt today."
"Yeah."
Sure, I missed that initial awkward freshness a bit. But the growing familiarity shortened the distance between us. An invisible bond, maybe?
We'd gotten this close.
"Can I slide right in?"
Asking that felt more natural than holding hands now. She didn't blush furiously anymore either.
"Yeah. Lately… well, even before, but just having your… cock in my mouth gets me wet down there. The smell, probably?"
Could be the smell. Or the Low-level Semen Arousal Skill. Or her body remembering the pleasure and getting excited on its own.
"Whatever it is, it's a happy problem."
What guy wouldn't love hearing that? Especially from Han Aebom.
My hard cock twitched obscenely up and down, begging to plunge in. She didn't recoil—instead, she looked eager, carefully shifting her panties aside and lowering her ass onto me.
"Anyone who sees this will know we're fucking. How do other people pull it off?"
Beats me. I was wondering the same. Hell, did people really fuck here? Maybe just handies or head.
'We might be the crazy ones.'
But it was too late for second thoughts.
"Hnnngh, hnn…"
My cock slowly entered Han Aebom's pussy. Hidden by her skirt, but I felt every inch.
Her hot, wet folds parted gradually, welcoming me. As I slid deeper with a smooth glide, her ass descended.
"Ah, haa…"
"Hnn…"
We both let out hot reflexive moans from the distinct pleasures. When her hips finally stopped—my cock fully sheathed, tip thudding her cervix.
"Hyaaang…!"
Unable to hold back, she threw her head back with a cry. The movie sound masked it, but I heard clearly.
"Ah, aaaah…"
I held still, gripping her waist, just grinding in circles. She clutched the seat in front with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, body trembling.
I couldn't even recall the feel of first entering her anymore. After countless thrusts, her pussy was perfectly molded to my cock.
No exaggeration, no vulgarity—it was my custom cocksleeve now.
She might not feel that molding thrill anymore, but she got pure, waste-free ecstasy. Every vaginal wall clung like it was alive.
"Ah, aaa… haa."
Just from my grinding, her eyes were half-lidded in bliss, brimming with anticipation. She knew what was coming.
I seized her waist hard and started pounding fiercely.
Right then, the screen blared:
-Do you even know what you're doing right now?!
I knew damn well. This was insane.