Chapter 62
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Model (4)
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[Conditions for Male Models in Shopping Malls These Days.jpg]
A photo of a guy in nothing but drawers from the neck down.
"Why the hate? This comm's always got dudes bragging about their dicks, but aren't they everywhere here?"
"Not viral, but check out these lingerie model pics [link]. Body's insanely ripped."
"Posted the lingerie shots too but they got nuked, bros ㅠ I'm not gay."
'No way.'
I was so baffled I couldn't even speak.
A photo of a guy naked from the neck down, wearing only drawers.
The design of the drawstring boxers and that solid lower body—it was definitely my photo.
What the hell was this?
I stopped thrusting my hips.
While kneading Yujeong's ass, I scrolled down.
The poster must've uploaded photos of Yujeong, Sujin, and Ayoung too, but they got taken down for being adult content.
Even without faces, just underwear shots? Deleted?
'Well...'
Their bodies were pretty violent in the best way.
Yujeong glanced at the PC monitor and said to me,
"Hey. What the hell are you doing?"
I tossed my phone aside.
"Nothing."
Yujeong grabbed her ass and kept backing into me.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Haa... Haa... Haa."
She'd seemed pissed, but once I started pounding her pussy again, she settled right down.
As I kept thrusting from behind, I thought to myself.
Ayoung said the products were going up today.
And the ones posted today had already blown up as a hot post on the forum.
Lucky break?
Or...
Did Ayoung post it? But from what I'd seen earlier, no reactions like that.
I slammed my cock deep inside her pussy.
"Heuk!"
Yujeong let out a ragged breath.
"Don't cum. Hold it."
"Kuhk... Haa... Haa."
Yujeong bowed her head—which she'd thrown back moments ago—and gripped the bedsheet tight.
I pulled out, and love juices gushed from her gaping hole.
I said to her,
"Turn around."
"Why... Haa... Haa."
"Quick."
I stroked her wet mound, and she whipped around like she was about to cum.
Yujeong shoved her face toward my cock.
"What? Wanna suck it?"
She looked up at me, her face kinda pouty.
Beep.
My phone buzzed again.
Yujeong smacked my thigh.
"Shit. I said silent mode, right? Who is it?"
I glanced at the camera filming us and said,
"Ayoung."
I pretended to worry about breaking the video's flow with chit-chat.
Yujeong flicked her eyes to the camera too, but figured editing or beeps would fix it.
"What does Ayoung want?"
Yujeong asked while giving my cock a lick.
"Shopping mall stuff."
I gripped my shaft like a club and pressed the tip to her lips.
Yujeong parted her lips, then nodded at my phone.
"Look at your phone again and you're dead?"
"Got it."
I rested my hand on her head.
She lowered her eyelids like for a kiss and took the glans in her mouth.
Hot wetness enveloped it.
Sucking my dick felt totally natural to her now.
Slurp... Slurp... Slurp.
She was starting to get addicted to the act.
Her tongue swirled around the glans inside her mouth.
Meanwhile, she twisted her hips like her lower body itched.
She lowered her waist and raised her ass, her glutes flexing sharply.
I slowly pushed deeper into her mouth and said,
"Don't hold back. Cum."
"Huum."
Yujeong squeezed her eyes shut.
Squiiiirt—
Her ass trembled as she squirted pussy juice.
"Good girl."
I slowly rocked my hips, pistoning just the glans in her mouth.
Yujeong clenched around my cock with her mouth while squirting nonstop.
"Huum. Uuum."
Muffled moans vibrated against my shaft.
Then—
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.
The door lock chimed from outside.
Ayoung?
I panicked, but Yujeong kept her eyes closed, savoring the cock pistoning in her mouth.
Didn't care if the girls came in?
The bedroom door burst open.
Startled by the noise, Yujeong yanked my cock out and covered herself with the blanket.
'She didn't hear it.'
Ayoung and Sujin walked in.
Yujeong wiped her mouth and snapped,
"What the hell!"
Ayoung innocently held up her phone.
"I texted we were coming."
I looked at my phone on the bed.
To glaring Yujeong, I defended myself.
"You said no phones."
Sujin chuckled and approached.
She eyed the wet bedsheet and channeled a detective.
"Hmm... Judging by the mess, Minwoo was right on the edge, huh?"
I stroked my pre-cum cock and asked,
"So why? The mall photos?"
Ayoung sat in the chair at the computer.
"Your pics are blowing up all over the communities. You know once it hits hot on one, it spreads everywhere."
Yujeong blinked hard.
"Fuck. Hey, we shot without faces anyway. You interrupting over that shit?"
I was embarrassed with my raging hard-on out, so I scooted next to Yujeong and covered my lap with the blanket.
Sujin fiddled with the camera and shook her head.
"Not that. Orders are flooding in. We gotta go help pack shipments."
I asked,
"Orders? How many?"
Ayoung played it cool, hiding her excitement.
"Ten times normal. Help out and I'll pay you well. Gotta head to the office now."
Yujeong reached under the blanket and gripped my cock.
She stroked it while saying,
"You ruined the video. What now?"
Ayoung stood from the chair.
"I gave you a full day. Should've shot twice then."
Yujeong pouted her lips like a duck.
Ugh. So cute.
This tough, tomboyish girl suddenly pulling a cute face.
Sujin said,
"Or we'll wait in the parking lot. Cum quick and come out. Gotta help when the mall wave hits."
Ayoung and Sujin left the room.
The room fell quiet again.
I asked Yujeong,
"What now?"
She alternated looks at the camera and monitor.
"...Don't you need to cum?"
"Yeah... Would be nice."
"Quick?"
"Yeah. Few thrusts?"
Yujeong threw off the blanket.
"...Let's save the video."
I shoved the blanket aside and laid Yujeong on the bed.
I grabbed one leg, and she spread them herself.
I wedged between, rubbing my on-the-edge cock on her pussy before shoving it in.
"Heut."
Yujeong arched her back up then down.
I gripped the insides of her thighs, spread them, and pressed toward the bed.
"Heut."
Her flexible legs splayed wide in missionary, knees hitting the mattress, calves up.
Yujeong's face flushed.
Embarassed by the blatant spread-eagle pose.
"Hold your legs."
She grabbed her raised calves.
Position set, I started pounding straight down with my thick shaft.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Haa... Haa... Haaang♡ Haa."
I glanced up at the monitor, then turned to the camera.
"Wh-what?"
To her question, I kept thrusting and said,
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Sujin turned off the camera before leaving."
Yujeong whipped her head sideways.
I said,
"Guessed you wouldn't want it if the video was ruined."
"Ah. That crazy bitch."
She craned her neck from flat on her back to check the monitor, but the chair blocked it.
I ramped up, slamming my angry cock faster.
Slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Aaaang♡"
Pussy juice sprayed.
With the camera off, I was just straight-up fucking Choi Yujeong.
Orgasm surged.
"Cumming?"
"Haa... Hey... Wait... Haaang... Camera... Camera..."
I pounded rougher.
"Too late."
"Kuhk!"
Yujeong squeezed her eyes shut.
"Aaa—"
I growled low and drove my pile-driver cock deep.
Spluuurt! Spluuurt!
*Spurt... Spurt...*
I slowly pulled out my cum-shooting cock, then slammed back in.
White fluid bubbled from the gap as Yujeong's back bowed like a bow.
"Hauk!"
Her pupils quivered.
Thud.
Her arched back hit the sheet.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
I kept pounding.
Her walls smeared the cum nonstop; Yujeong lost it, hips convulsing wildly.
"Aang♥"
Always holding back moans on camera before, now she was unleashed, moaning like a bitch in heat.
Even off-camera, the thrill of getting fucked senseless had her fired up.
One hand mauled her breast, flicking the stiff nipple; the other frantically rubbed her clit.
Knowing her slutty actions wouldn't be recorded.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
I didn't let up.
Couldn't stop seeing her get hooked on my cock.
I pistoned till the white mix turned clear again.
Sweat-matted hair.
Yujeong panted with completely slack eyes.
Another wall squeeze—I pulled out.
Love juice stretched like syrup from her glans-connected pussy.
"Kuhk!"
Her hips bowed again.
Squiiiirt—
Fountain gushed straight up vulgarly.
Her long-squirting hips flopped powerless onto the bed.
"Haa... Haaang♥ Haa... Haa."
She squirted a few more times.
I went to her side, stroking her hips till she calmed.
"Hee... Heuk... Hee... Hee."
Yujeong trembled her hips for a while, eyes barely open.
"Yujeong?"
"..."
Then she passed out like a light switch.
I carried her to the living room couch, tucked her in.
Had to go alone; I dressed and headed to the parking lot.
Ayoung turned from the driver's seat when I hopped in the back.
"Yujeong?"
"Out cold."
Sujin snickered from shotgun.
Ayoung said nothing and pulled out.