Chapter 67

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 67

Chapter Title: Deflowering the Noona from Volunteer Work

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Drenched in joy and ecstasy after rewarding Gayoung, I carefully examined the cards once more.

First up, the SSR: Absolute Power Sponsor.

It was similar to Master of Blackmail but a completely different beast.

The Master of Blackmail card added negative favorability through straight-up threats, perfect for toying with defiant types like Professor Sung.

But the Sponsor card? Even if it was forced, it made them act like it was their own choice, submitting willingly out of obligation. That was the expectation.

It'd work on regular folks too, no doubt, but this one's true flavor would shine on real celebrities, right?

Imagining them pretending to love what they hated while fawning over me... my dick was already stirring.

'Gotta pick one carefully. Might need to burn some points on celebrity lookups.'

But that wasn't for today, so I moved on.

The SR card "Maybe I'm a Genius" was another dream pull.

Any language knowledge I grabbed would be a total game-changer, with endless applications.

Of course, no plans to use it now. I'd save it for when the need arose—probably English, in the end.

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I'd studied it for over a decade, so I could get by, but test-prep English and card-granted fluency? Worlds apart.

And finally, the Spy Smartphone.

This one's pure functionality was insane.

Seeing who others texted, what photos or videos they had—everything laid bare?

'Wanna dive in right now. How do I get it?'

Dildos and cosplay gear took a day, so probably the same here...

Right then, a new app message popped up.

"Oh."

Ah, it triggered because I had a card selected. Never even thought about quick delivery.

Whatever. 10 points? Easy.

Thirty minutes after selecting quick delivery, I got a pickup notice and found the Spy Phone waiting at the door.

Wanted to poke around leisurely, but it was time to head out. So I finished prepping and fiddled with it on the way to volunteering.

The results?

"Whoa..."

Exclamations kept spilling from my mouth.

Basic design, UI, apps—all mirrored my current phone. Number was the same except the last digit.

Nothing fancy there. But peeking into targets' phones?

Legendary.

It was like hijacking their entire device. Call logs, contacts, texts, KakaoTalk, photos, videos, music... Couldn't send anything myself, but I could see it all.

Craved spying on everyone, but en route to volunteering, I skimmed just two.

First, Seol's close friends group chat.

Profile pics screamed fresh college girls—cute, pretty, not quite Seol-level but vibrant. Tight-knit vibe.

Gotta meet 'em sometime and sample.

Next, Yoon Siyoen's phone.

Her chats were mostly flirty stuff with Jihoon and endless group rooms—nothing special. Bored, I checked her browser history.

Her search history screamed perverted demon riding her brain.

Hard at work on hamedori sex studies, huh, Siyoen?

Seriously, just a quick peek was a million times better than NewTube. Who knew peeping phones was this addictive?

10-point lookups just skyrocketed in value. SSR-level performance.

Lost in the new toy, I arrived before I knew it.

"Sunha, you're early~"

"Yeah. Last day, wanted to help more."

"Haha, Eunha said the same. She just got here."

"Noona too?"

"Yep, setting up tables over there."

I glanced over; she spotted me and gave a small smile, eyes waving hello. I smiled back, then dove into helping elsewhere.

Always fun for points, but today's pulls amped me up even more.

"Sunha, great job this week~"

"Noona worked harder. Even had that creep hit on you."

"You saved me. Thanks."

-Clink!

Friday night, 10 PM. Five days of volunteering wrapped.

Director offered dinner, but we begged off the late hour and hit a bar, just me and Eunha Noona.

"Honestly, I was scared shitless."

"Makes sense. Those types have nothing to lose—who knows what they'd do."

"Yeah. You saved my ass."

"Nah, just threatened to call the cops if he didn't scram."

"Still... you blocked him grabbing me."

Her gentle face, framed by neat black bob, brimmed with gratitude. A hint of goodwill and favor mixed in, but I played it cool, clinking glasses with a smile.

If the bum had a knife, I'd have backed off—but nah, easy enough.

Plus, bonus points.

"Now you buy me drinks, so we're square."

"Hehe, drink up. Noona's tab tonight."

"Ooh~ But boyfriend cool with us drinking alone?"

Casual, like it just hit me.

I knew she was single—or fresh if not. Checked her info earlier.

How's a 22-year-old stunner still a virgin? Had to ask.

She scratched her cheek.

"No boyfriend. Total solo."

"For real? With that face? Impossible."

"Guys who confess to me always feel pushy... Scary, never dated."

"Ah~ Yeah, you seem so gentle, attracts that type."

"That and... wanna date someone whose vibe matches mine."

"Vibe?"

"Like this volunteering. Don't need 'em every time, but real support for what I do."

"Damn, tall order. One day shows it all, right?"

"You get it? I'd invite potentials to try... But it's not easy."

"Obvious if they're annoyed or checked out."

"Exactly~"

She gave a wry smile. Empathizing, but sounded like bad luck with guys.

Plenty approach eventually; she just drew duds.

Fine by me.

Solo, gentle, older big-tits noona.

"Why you so into it, Sunha?"

"Mom dragged me as a kid; now habit. Feels rewarding, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like breathing."

"Hehe, saw you doting on the kids thoughtfully."

"Basics if you're helping."

"Hmm~"

My casual reply hit home.

We chatted warmly, downing drinks.

My help, volunteering mindset—all boosted favorability. Cards pushed it to 70.

Even reluctant Eunha Noona got swept up, exceeding her limit.

Not blackout drunk—just buzzed hard.

Then I nudged her lust too.

Leaving the bar, I steadied her wobble, whispering softly in her ear.

"Wanna rest over there, Noona?"

No dating experience, known me days—but this timing, this buzz. Could she resist the favor and lust?

Half experiment, I tossed it out.

"...Yeah."

Her flushed face gave permission.

Motel entry? Smooth sailing.

Card boosts wouldn't last, but right now: love-like favor, body aflame with lust.

Combined, she welcomed my touches.

"Mmwah... smooch..."

Door shut, lips locked, stripping piece by piece.

"Th-there... nn♡ haa...♡"

"Slurp... lick... Tasty, Noona."

"It's dirty...♡ hnn...♡"

Bedded her, sucked her cute sky-blue panties.

-Grope... squish...♡

"Haa...♡ Too rough...♡"

"Know your tits are sinful? Big areolas, nipples—match the size, gorgeous."

"What... hnn♡"

"Guys stare tons?"

"Haaah... So I hide 'em...♡"

"Suck, slurp... This size hides? Nah."

Sucked, kneaded, tormented those huge tits.

Then:

"Gonna put it in."

"Y-you tied it, right?"

"No lies on this. Relax—no pain, I loosened you good."

"O-okay..."

"Here goes..."

-Shluuup...!

"Hnnngh...♡"

I pierced Eunha Noona's virgin pussy with my cock, her body quivering like a kitten.

From there?

-Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...!

"Ahng...♡ aang♡ haang...♡"

"How's it feel? Good?"

"Nng...♡ No... wasn't planning this...♡"

"You paid for the room?"

-Squelch...! Squelch, squelch!

"Hii...♡ Dunno... First time, why so... haa♡"

Base goodwill, card-fueled favor and lust led to this motel.

Buzzed and lost, she didn't push my hands away. Now naked, panting beneath me.

Her milky skin was stunning—not older-sis like, soft and supple. Cute pooch belly, just right.

Plump thighs and 22-year virgin pussy welcoming me.

-Squelch...! Plap! Thwack!

"Hii...! Aang...♡"

"So pretty, Noona."

"Don't say that... ah♡ embarrassing...♡"

Her face flushed with unintended lust and pleasure from our joining.

Watching her shrimp-eyed gentle face pant, aroused...

-Thwack...! Thud! Plap...!

"Aang...! Hnnngh...♡ Th-this feels good♡"

Missionary pistoning endless power. Virgin, but like Siyoen, minimal aftermath expected.

But pleasure? Immense.

"Like it deep?"

"Y-yeah...♡ haa...♡"

"Your pussy's gripping tight, won't let go."

"Don't say it...♡"

"As your first man, gotta make it better. Open up."

"Nn... ahm...♡ slurp...♡ smooch..."

Her shy tongue met mine—innocent charm.

Virtue of popping cherries.

Kissing, thrusting, then I warned:

"Gonna cum, Noona! Inside your pussy!"

"M-me too...♡ haaaang♡ hii...!"

-Spurt, splurt!

Clinging tight in ecstasy, I flooded her pussy with cum.

How many girls creampied, cherries popped now?

No need to count.

"Hoo..."

Savored the afterglow, then pulled out, gazing at her heaving breaths.

"Haaaa...♡ haa...♡"

Sweaty, sticky from first union; pussy gaping slightly, leaking white cream.

And virgin blood trace.

Conquest and triumph surged—manly as hell.

Truly.