Chapter 53
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: English Tutoring (1)
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"You crazy bastard. How hard did you even hit me?"
"No. You had to cum all at once..."
"You were just taking it out on me. Huh? Ahh. Seriously."
Click.
Ayoung slipped into the bathroom, locked the door, and checked her ass in the mirror.
Both cheeks were bright red.
"Shit..."
Lee Ayoung had taken turns getting her ass smacked over and over until Kim Minwoo finally came inside her.
Touching it stung a little.
Between her legs, the cum from his creampie dripped down in thick globs.
'Annoying...'
She headed to the shower stall and turned on the water.
Once the hot water came out, she hung the showerhead on the wall and washed her body.
When the hot water hit her ass, the stinging turned into a tingling itch.
Ayoung wiped between her legs where the cum was still leaking out, lost in thought.
Her head was a mess.
'I held back so well.'
Feeling herself climax on Kim Minwoo's cock and cum felt amazing, of course.
Even so, Ayoung had tried not to cum.
In the videos, seeing Kim Minwoo's smug, triumphant face as he fucked her, Kim Sujin, or Choi Yujeong with his massive dick had pissed her off a bit.
But that wasn't the reason.
Ayoung braced one hand against the wall and rubbed faster between her legs.
This definitely wasn't just for washing.
"Haa. Haa."
She didn't want Kim Minwoo to see her as a slutty woman.
Not as some bitch in heat craving only his cock, but as a woman he could fall in love with.
Unlike Kim Sujin or Choi Yujeong.
So she'd held back, and she really hadn't cum.
She'd felt satisfied.
Kim Minwoo's panicked face as he started thrusting even harder.
She'd wanted to see more of that cute expression.
But then...
'Fuck...'
The moment he'd smacked her ass, all the pussy juice built up from his pistoning had sprayed out at once.
She couldn't hold it.
It just burst out the second he hit her.
Ayoung rubbed her pussy lips faster with her fingers.
Just the hot water running over the spot he'd spanked made her insides tingle over and over.
'I'm going crazy.'
Kim Minwoo panicking and thrusting wildly was definitely cute, but sexually arousing? Not really.
What actually turned her on was getting spanked.
'I hoped it wasn't true.'
It had been the same during their first shoot.
-Kiss me?
-Heh. Heh.
-Say please. You have to.
-P-Please.
And just now.
-Hng... Spank me...
Obeying his commands felt strange and incredibly arousing.
Ayoung didn't want to admit it.
'Me... Me.'
A masochist...!
What should she do? How could she hide it from Kim Minwoo from now on?
'Fuck. I don't want to be some masochistic bitch obeying Kim Minwoo's orders...'
It was a matter of pride.
But.
That wasn't the only problem right now.
Ayoung slipped two fingers inside her pussy and stimulated the entrance from within.
"Haa."
A clump of cum that hadn't fully leaked out poured from deep inside.
'What do I do...'
Ayoung's face looked like she might cry any second.
It had been bad after the first shoot, but this was worse.
She'd taken a creampie, gotten spanked, cum her brains out.
She should've been fully satisfied, passed out from exhaustion, and just woken up.
'But how long has it been? I already want to do it again.'
More precisely, she wanted to cum again.
Something was building up inside her again, demanding release.
Ayoung knew it.
It definitely wasn't pee.
Something else.
Something she could only cum from with Kim Minwoo's cock.
"Haa..."
The worst part was...
This craving for his cock right now didn't feel bad at all.
Ayoung realized fingering herself was pointless and pulled her hand away from between her legs.
From here on out, she'd focus on mall work or—
'No. That won't cut it.'
If that wasn't enough, the best was to play board games with the girls and distract herself.
9 PM.
Click.
A message from Sujin popped up while I was gaming.
[Kim Sujin] Hey
[Me] ?
[Kim Sujin] Can't do it tonight
We were supposed to tonight?
[Kim Sujin] Fuck, Ayoung came to my room and she's babysitting me
Looked like she'd finished her part-time job at 8 and Ayoung had been glued to her ever since.
[Kim Sujin] You filming with Ayoung tonight?
[Me] Yeah
[Kim Sujin] That crazy bitch Lee Ayoung suddenly got possessed by board game demon and keeps nagging to play together
[Me] You're tired from work, rest tonight
[Kim Sujin] How many times did you cum with Ayoung?
[Me] 1
[Kim Sujin] OK
No more messages from Sujin after that.
A moment later.
The door lock beeped from outside.
For a second, I fantasized that Sujin couldn't hold back, knocked Ayoung out, and came up.
Thankfully, the door opened and in came Choi Yujeong.
"Hey, yo?"
Coconut shampoo scent. Her cheeks flushed like she'd just showered in hot water.
She'd clearly come straight from the shower.
The dinosaur pajama top she wore rode up at the bottom over her chest, making her look a bit chubby.
"Uh... what?"
"..."
Yujeong walked over silently, glanced at my running game on the monitor, and gave a pathetic look.
I made an excuse.
"It's not me playing. It's on auto."
"...Who said anything?"
Yujeong dragged a chair over and sat next to me.
She plopped the book in her hand down on the desk with a thud.
[3000 Daily English Words]
"From today, teach me a little every time I get back from work. Got it?"
Ah. Right, she said she wanted to learn English.
That's why she'd poked her head in earlier while I was with Ayoung.
I closed the game and asked.
"What exactly do you want to learn?"
Up close, I could see her nipples faintly through her pajamas.
'No bra.'
I wanted to pinch them.
Her cleavage peeked through the collar, but I quickly looked away.
Yujeong leaned back in her chair with a thud and said.
"I told you this morning. Enough to understand if our video subtitles in English are done right."
I flipped through the book she'd brought.
"This enough?"
"Yeah. And..."
Our eyes met, and she shyly looked away.
She stroked her thigh and said.
"Um... I'm thinking of trying cyber university this time. They give credit exemptions for TOEIC scores if I want to go."
"Where?"
"...There's one. Barista department. It's free if you get national funding anyway..."
I'd heard of it. Online uni, but pay for practice sessions offline. And if you do the practice, professors hook you up with jobs at related companies. Not bad.
I nodded silently.
Yujeong looked serious.
If my uncle ever quits watching the cafe someday, I'd need someone to take over.
'She works hard.'
Someone like Yujeong might be reliable.
'...But teaching Choi Yujeong? Sounds like a hassle.'
"These days, you can just get AI to make a study plan for English."
"I know. I tried. But no enforcement. I do it one day, skip the next."
"Okay. Got it. First, test your level, then give daily homework."
"...Test?"
Yujeong looked unconfident.
"Yeah. Test, then homework for your level. Every three days."
"...Okay."
"If it's too much, tell me. No forcing it. Don't waste time. Got it?"
Yujeong punched my side.
"Guh."
"Shit. Gonna die? Adjust difficulty if I can't. Teach in a way that gets me interested."
It'd been a while since she hit me—snapped me awake.
"Ah..."
Yujeong stared at me groaning and rubbing my side.
"...Hurts?"
Full power punch, and she asks.
"Move your hand."
Yujeong made me move my hand from my side and lifted my t-shirt.
"Fine. Drama queen."
"It hurts."
I'd let my guard down thinking she wouldn't hit me hard—stung more.
Yujeong cleared her throat awkwardly.
"Ahem... Okay. Won't hit hard anymore. Hurry with the test."
No option without hitting?
I found a level test online and had Yujeong do it.
6 out of 10 right.
Yujeong said smugly.
"Ooh. Halfway. Not hopeless, huh?"
"Middle school basics."
"...Really?"
"I'll print problems later and send. Do three days' worth, about 30 minutes daily. Okay?"
"...Yeah. This?"
She nodded at the vocab book.
"First 50 a day, memorize 150. I'll test. Skip, and I assume no will."
"50's too many. Can't."
"You can."
"..."
I put my hand on her unsure shoulder.
This much skinship's fine after fucking, right?
"You can. Believe in yourself."
"..."
Her sulky face made me want to cheer her up.
"Can't believe yourself? Believe in the me who believes in you."
Yujeong snickered.
"Bullshit."
"Got it?"
"...Yeah."
"Good?"
"Done?"
"Yeah. Go memorize words."
"Then we can't check subtitle errors right away."
"Not immediately, obviously."
Yujeong nodded at the monitor.
"Check our channel."
I logged into OnlyFans and went to the pinkdiva channel.
Yujeong pointed at the latest video thumbnail.
"Click it."
AI-filtered Yujeong on the bed, elbow-propped prone, me creampieing her doggy-style.
The exact moment his huge cock piles in and white fluid sprays—she'd set that as thumbnail.
I played it as she said.
Started with me on bed, Yujeong prone on top, kissing her.
Blood rushed below.
Just thinking the real pink-haired stunner in the video was next to me got me hard.
"Not here. Gimme."
Yujeong snatched the mouse awkwardly and rewound.
Jumped to missionary, me grabbing her ass, pounding away.
Room silent except speaker sounds of flesh slapping and Pink Diva's hot breaths.
The guy in video (me) said.
-Hold your chest so it doesn't shake.
Yujeong paused and pointed at subtitle.
-Brace your chest so it doesn't shake
"Chest mean tits? Looked it up—more like male/female torso than boobs."
Her nipples poked more under pajamas.
I played it cool.
"Hmm... Boobs or tits better than chest. Fix it."
"What? Boobs? See? I don't know basics. Book doesn't have these."
"Yeah... True."
"Hey. What's cock in English?"
"Penis? Or dick."
"Dick spelling?"
"D-i-c-k."
Yujeong nodded.
"Hey. Show me dick."
"...?"
I stared, flustered.
"Not gonna?"
She swung for my side.
I blocked quick.
"Why, why sudden."
"Teaching aid. Pull it out. Fuck. Without this, I can just search on phone. Why you?"
"..."
I gave in, pulled my half-hard dick from pajama pants.
Yujeong smiled, gripped it.
She stroked slow up-down, murmuring.
"D... i... c... k... Dick."
"..."
"D i c k... D i c k... Feels easier touching it."
Yujeong murmured, kept stroking.
Soon fully erect.
She asked.
"Tits was boobs?"
"Yeah."
"Spelling?"
"B-o-o-b-s."
While spelling, she undid pajama buttons.
Buttons open, firm breast inner flesh visible.
She tugged collar, one boob boing~ popped out.
My dick twitched involuntarily.
Yujeong stroked my dick one hand, squeezed her exposed tit other.
Nipple perked temptingly.
"B-o-o-b-s. Boobs. Right?"
"...Yeah."
I nodded.
Yujeong asked.
"Mm... Lick then?"
"Lick?"
"..."
I glanced at her pink nipple silently.
Yujeong noticed, jiggled her breast softly.
"What is it."
"Lick. L-i-c-k."
Explaining, eyes fixed on her tit.
"Lick. Easy. Lick."
Yujeong turned toward me.
"Lick it."
She squeezed harder, nipple thrust toward me.
I swallowed, hesitated.
Yujeong said.
"Hurry or hit?"
I leaned in, flicked her nipple with tongue.
"Keep licking till I memorize."
"..."
I started licking Yujeong's nipple.
"L i c k lick."
Yujeong stroked my dick, reciting.
"L i c k lick... lick. L i c k lick... lick."
Pretending not, but her breaths heated up.
Couldn't hold, sucked hard on stiff pink nipple.
"Hngt."
Yujeong shuddered.
She stroked faster, asked urgently.
"Haa. Haa. Suck? What's suck."