Chapter 24
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Pay for the Pilates Junior (2)
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Ayoung's massive ass was coming right toward my face.
The ass stopped just inches from my nose.
She squatted down, trembling slightly, and said,
"Senior! Don't just stand there—support my ass!"
"W-With... your hands?"
"Yeah! It's just a Pilates pose, so don't be embarrassed."
I reached out and caught her approaching ass with my hands.
Squish.
The soft, weighty ass settled into my palms.
Soft, yet firm and springy.
"Whew... Now, when I give the signal, extend your arms and lift me up."
Maybe it's from all the Pilates, but just the feel of it against my hands made her ass's elasticity obvious.
"Got it. Ready."
I raised and lowered my arms in time with Ayoung's signals.
When I pushed up, her ass moved away; when I lowered, it came back down.
Whoa. This is tougher than it looks.
Ayoung looked strained up there too, moving around.
Her ass radiated hot, humid air as it approached—was she sweating?
Every time her sweat-slick ass drew near, I started sweating bullets too.
...Along with some precum.
The inside of her leggings already seemed soaked with sweat, glistening wetly.
Even through the black fabric, sweat stains blotched around her plump, protruding pussy mound.
The East Sea and... Mount Paektu...
I lost track of time.
After a few more precarious poses, Ayoung sat back down straight and grinned at me.
"Senior! How was it? Feels pretty refreshing, right?"
She must've been exhausted too.
Sweat beaded on her forehead.
"Feels good. My body's way lighter now? Super refreshing!"
"Right? I knew you'd like it."
"Must be 'cause the instructor's so great."
Ayoung beamed at the sudden praise.
"Next time I work out, come with me! I'll teach you properly!"
"Sure. Sounds good to me."
Properly, even more than today?
Can't say no to that.
"Shall we grab something cool to drink now?"
Ayoung linked her arm with mine, grinning ear to ear.
Her soft, squishy breasts pressed against my arm.
No, her tits are right up against my arm!
Not sure if she realized her breasts were rubbing my arm, but she tugged me toward the tables.
"Sit here for a sec! I'll go order."
Jo Ayoung plopped me in a seat and sashayed off, her lewd ass swaying.
The leggings clung sweatily inside, her cheeks fully swallowing the fabric.
A moment later, she returned with some club members in Pilates gear, carrying drinks and snacks.
"Ayoung, who's that next to you? Boyfriend?"
"No! Just a senior from my department!"
Boyfriend, huh.
Nice ring to it.
Ayoung poured my glass with both hands, smiling prettily.
I was living the dream.
"You shouldn't drink right after exercising, but it wasn't too intense, so just one light round."
"Sure. Just a little."
I downed the shot and immediately picked at the snacks with chopsticks.
"Here, eat up!"
"Nah, I'm good. I can feed myself."
"Eat! Your arms looked wiped from lifting me earlier."
Maybe it was the sudden workout.
They were shaking a bit after just that.
"Ahem! Well, yeah, kinda."
Pretending to give in, I let Ayoung feed me the snack.
Embarrassing, but not bad.
"Senior, thanks for that day."
"Huh? What day?"
"Yeah. The day we studied at Sister Hana's café."
...I barely talked to her then, though.
"I came back from the bathroom and overheard you talking with her boyfriend."
"Oh, that time."
Jo Ayoung must've heard everything Park Ki-seok said about her—how tasty she'd be, etc.
"I was pissed and didn't know what to do, but you got mad for me. Thanks so much."
"Sorry. Must've hurt hearing that."
"No! It actually made me feel better. I knew I had to thank you next time we met."
"That's why you invited me today?"
"Yeah! You seem like a nice guy, and I wanted to get closer."
Ayoung picked up another snack and popped it in my mouth.
"You're not eating?"
"I gotta watch my figure."
She already has a killer body.
"Why's Sister Hana dating a guy like that? She seems to know what he gets up to."
Exactly.
That's what's frustrating me too.
"No point meddling in others' relationships. I didn't say anything, but yeah, it's maddening!"
"Same here."
The spicy stir-fried octopus was damn good.
Bought from outside?
Not your typical uni festival fare.
"Senior, no girlfriend?"
"Nope."
Nom nom.
This place nails the octopus.
"Had one before?"
"Nah. Never had one."
"Haha! Lifelong solo! Kinda figured!"
"......What'd you call me?"
"Oops! Sorry, got carried away."
"What, does teasing a solo life get you excited?"
"Hehe. Yeah! I like solos too."
Time flew chatting with Ayoung.
She listened intently, reacted great even to small jokes.
Her face lit up with focus whenever I spoke; she'd burst out laughing at anything mildly funny.
Had I ever enjoyed a one-on-one talk with a girl this much?
"Senior! I should head out soon. Don't wanna make the other girls jealous."
"Yeah. Been here too long."
Time to go.
We stood up.
"How much?"
"50,000 won for the Pilates session, plus drinks for two—100,000 total!"
...50k for a session?
Rip-off.
As I reached for my wallet, Ayoung blocked me.
"Senior! Let me cover it. Payback for sticking up for me."
"No way. I'd feel bad."
"Seriously! Just coming means the world. Buy me a nice meal outside next time instead."
Fine.
If you insist.
Ayoung pulled out her card to pay.
...Card?
"Ayoung, cards work here?"
"Yep! Our club president pulled strings with someone."
Isn't that sketchy?
Anyway, cards accepted?
Her plump ass and bulging pussy mound flashed in my mind.
Throb!
No. Calm down—don't get hard for your junior!
Throb! Throb!
...Who am I kidding acting noble now?
Just go with it.
Beep!
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Payment History
XX University Pilates Club
Amount: 100,000 won
Service: Pilates Fuck (Creampie OK)
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Ayoung moved us to the Pilates room with the mirror from earlier.
"Senior! Over here."
She patted the mat on the floor, calling me.
"Uh... we doing it there?"
"Yep!"
Ayoung flung off her sweat-soaked top.
Then peeled off her sports bra too.
Jiggle jiggle.
Free from the bra's compression, her perky, pretty breasts bounced out.
"Go ahead and touch."
Of course.
I placed my hands on Ayoung's breasts.
Her tits were slick with sweat, sticky but smooth and bouncy.
"My boobs. Pretty, right?"
Yeah.
Just the right size, perfectly shaped.
Especially those large areolas puffed up invitingly.
Heard that's called "puffy nipples."
As I stared, Ayoung smiled and said,
"Senior. You can suck them too."
"Okay!"
I licked all over her plump pink puffy nipples.
The sweat on her breasts tasted salty.
"...Ah! Lick more! Feels good."
I kept devouring her body with my tongue.
Neck, breasts, underarms, navel.
Every nook and cranny.
"Senior... can I kiss you?"
"Huh?"
"It's not in the payment, but I wanna kiss you!"
Ayoung sucked on my lips and slipped her tongue in.
Her skillful tongue work—way beyond her twenty years—nearly made me lose it.
Ayoung's lips felt amazing.
But one thing kept nagging me.
That thick pussy mound that teased me through the whole Pilates session.
I wanted to taste it with my tongue, soaked in sweat as it must be.
"Ayoung. Can I eat your pussy?"
I reached to pull down her sweat-clinging leggings.
Ayoung grabbed my hand in a panic.
"Ah! No! Not there."
Why not?
"Embarrassed. My legs are a sweaty mess—I can't take off the pants! Probably stinks too."
"But to fuck, you gotta take them off eventually, right?"
Ayoung thought for a sec, then stood up.
"Fine, I'll open just the pussy part. Wait a minute!"
...Open just the pussy?
What?
Ayoung came back with scissors.
"You can only look at the pussy!"
Ayoung started cutting her leggings with the scissors.
Aiming for a hole at the crotch.
No! Peeling off those sweat-stuck leggings would've been so hot! Cutting them like that!
Ignoring my protests, she boldly snipped between her legs.
Snip snip.
Aaah... nooo!
A round hole appeared in the crotch of Ayoung's leggings.
Her panties peeked through the gap.
...This could be hot too?
Ayoung snipped her panties too.
Now her pussy shone through the hole, fully exposed.
"Senior. Dig in.♡"
Ayoung spread her legs wide in a V.
Flexible as she was, she threw them back over her head, offering her pussy in the perfect lewd pose.
Then I'll partake, junior.
I leaned in close to Ayoung's pussy.
The lewd, sweat-drenched pussy.
...???
They say beauties have bushy pubes.
Ayoung's pussy was covered in thick hair.
I haven't seen tons of pussies, but hers was the densest jungle.
The bushy pubes looked just like Medusa's face.
This is Medusa!
I brought my tongue to the entrance for battle with Medusa.
Sucking hard at her "face," snake-like hairs stuck to my mouth.
"Ptooey!"
I spat out the snakes and plunged back into the forest to assault her pussy.
Slurp. Slurp.
The pussy sealed inside those leggings reeked of sweat-mingled lewdness.
I sniffed deeply, then sucked her pussy again.
"Don't sniff! So embarrassing..."
Sniff sniff!
Ignoring her, I buried my face in her pussy over and over.
Ayoung stayed embarrassed but held her yoga pose perfectly for easy access.
Slurrrp...
Slurrrp....
"Ahh!... Senior! Too embarrassing. Aaah!..."
Lewd juices dripped steadily from Ayoung's pussy.
She's enjoying it.
Pushing the hair aside, her pussy tasted great.
The thick labia majora, swollen enough to burst through leggings, were soft and textured perfectly.
Time to slide it in.
I started undoing my pants.
Then Ayoung grabbed my cheeks with both hands, staring straight into my eyes.
"Senior. Knock me up!"
...What?
"I wanna get pregnant. Make me pregnant today!"