Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Afterglow and Ambitions
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Ha...
I came insanely hard.
Two rounds were manageable, but the third nearly killed me.
Setting aside the initial power struggle bullshit...
The second and third orgasms were ridiculously good.
The first one was just yanked out in the heat of the moment, but starting with the second, it felt like we were filming bonus footage since the vibe was perfect anyway.
The silver lining was that Yi Ju-ha wasn't some sadist...
Aside from the filming, she didn't show much of that tormenting, hitting, or spanking vibe.
The choking was just for the visuals, she said... Crazy bitch.
The first climax with her hand on my throat felt like crossing the River Jordan for real...
The second was a deep release while she held me close, like fulfilling that impregnation urge.
Of course, the third was forced out and just hurt.
What the hell got into her? She filmed like a maniac, and I thought my back was gonna break... Am I just a dildo to her?
"Hoo."
Yi Ju-ha exhaled smoke beside me, wearing only panties.
Her breasts swaying as she lowered her hand...
The human body is a mystery... How do those massive things stay perky, perfectly teardrop-shaped?
'Fuck. I wanna touch them.'
No sex thoughts after three rounds, but...
I just wanna grope those tits nonstop.
Touching them might get me hard again...
Her breasts are weirdly addictive; I just wanna keep them nearby and fondle forever.
We're not at that level, though. Allowed during sex, but after? No way. Not like we're dating...
What the hell is Yi Ju-ha thinking?
I wanna peek inside that head.
What does she see sex as that she's so casual? But no touching after?
Does she just coast emotionless until some trigger flips a switch?
No clue what goes through her mind daily.
'...'
The first round was intense, clashing like enemies...
But the second felt amazing, honestly.
Like sex with a real lover.
Clinging, kissing, inhaling her scent, pounding her pussy like mad...
When I gripped her waist, slammed away, and buried my face in her breasts, the delinquent bread-shuttle dynamic vanished.
Just devouring the flesh in front of me.
I was eating her body. She was eating my cock.
Our first shoot? Zero emotions.
Just complicated feelings about losing my virginity like that.
Sex was good, but more a whirlwind blur than enjoyment.
Yi Ju-ha seemed indifferent too. Just fucking for the camera.
Creampie and she washes up emotionless, back to her phone. Thought she felt nothing.
During sex, she only checked camera angles.
This time was different.
Started mindful of poses and shots, but...
Second round, pure animals entwining.
She used to act apathetic about it...
This time, something ignited; she clung desperately.
Sticky enough to melt.
Mid-sex, I craved more. Hug tighter, pinch harder, thrust deeper.
Not obligatory for her...
She seemed genuinely into it, tongues tangling as she bucked her hips.
Thick passion you'd expect only from lovers.
"Hoo, ha."
Now, watching her smoke, she looks blank again...
Was it all illusion?
Did she really mean that sex?
Or sex was real, but I'm still loser bread-shuttle.
Liking a dildo/onahole doesn't mean loving it...
Just good sex, not me.
'Fuck.'
If she caught that thought, she'd sigh like, "Ugh, these solo-loser virgins... No boundaries."
With experience, do sex and relationships separate cleanly?
No idea.
I'm not in love with her or anything...
But maybe our dynamic shifted subtly? Some hope for that.
Evolving to deeper, genuine sex... Not just beastly filming fodder.
'Sigh.'
That's why they call me pathetic loser.
Just fuck and done...
Can't stop replaying her hugging me, moaning "Hngh..." in deep climax.
That raw female beast face I'd never seen...
'Twitch.'
...Hard again. Fuck.
Semi-erect, but...
I eyed Yi Ju-ha's tits again.
Wanna touch. Touched plenty earlier, wanna more.
Hmm... Maybe I love her tits, not her? Explains it.
Her face? Nah. Triggers delinquent bread-shuttle master-servant vibes instantly.
Stop thinking.
Sneak a touch, might get ass-fucked...
That was shitty... Made me swear never to act up again.
"Whoa. Over 6 million won."
Yi Ju-ha muttered.
OnlyFans... Already past 6 million in sales.
Hard to believe. Is this why everyone does it?
Even more amazing with so few videos getting this attention.
"What'll you do with your cut?"
She said, exhaling smoke.
Hmm... Roughly 3 million for me? After cuts, still around there.
No plans.
Didn't start for money anyway.
"3 million won..."
3 mil... 3 mil... Big money.
Almost a year's allowance.
Doesn't feel real.
Thought about it sometimes.
Stocks, Bitcoin, investments? Considered it.
Regular job salary won't buy a house... Made some economic plans.
"Probably try stocks."
"Stocks?"
Yi Ju-ha tilted her head.
Unexpected answer.
Makes sense. Delinquents talk spending, not stocks.
Bitcoin? Some knew, day-traded it. Most lost asses, though.
"You good at stocks? Like... Bitcoin too?"
"Uh... Never tried?"
"Thought you had."
Interest waned; she turned away.
I have, sorta.
Paper trading. Curious about mechanics, tried it.
No real money, no fun. Quit after a few.
Real cash? Tempted now.
"What about you?"
I asked dutifully.
She puffed deeply, pondering.
Practically breathing smoke now...
"Living expenses... Buy a bag... Maybe a trip."
...Wants too.
Bag means designer? 3 mil enough? Cheaper ones under 1 mil maybe.
"Bag and trip it is."
Yi Ju-ha never obsessed over luxury.
Just face-saving with the crew. No bag, loses face.
No real fixation.
Some obsess, die without. Not her.
Buys for show.
Won't blow it all on bags. Her choice anyway.
...Just stay off Texas Hold'em.
"Trip where~."
She hummed, flopping down to search.
Ass up with panties.
Deep erectors, wide hips, firm thighs.
Tits squished spreading sideways.
Fuck, impossible body. Skeleton defies logic.
Wanna rip panties, pin from behind, pound. ...Try it, I'd be the one railed.
"Jeju Island maybe."
Never seen her travel much.
Family not rich, I heard.
Wallet not great.
Jeju...
Never been. Never craved travel. Alone? Lonely...
Yi Ju-ha invites? Hmm... Uh... Better solo. Just baggage boy, get beat.
"Jeju Jeju Jeju~."
Don't say with me...!
I leaned on wall, staring ceiling.
Post-shower drowsiness hit.
Nap, then study?
Exams coming...
Doze off against wall.
Unnaturally comfy. How long since this?
This house feels like home... Cozy, quiet, warm.
Every sight paradise... Afterglow?
'...'
Pleasant fade to black.
Slid to floor unknowingly.
'Click.'
Lights out midway.
...Yi Ju-ha turned them off?
'Thud.'
Soon, blanket draped over.
...Sweet dreams. Consciousness sank deep.