Chaebol Games 9: Sponsoring Women's Sports - The Towering 191cm Moon Sae-rom
"You live pretty frugally, huh."
Even calling it pet sports, she's the team's ace—the top star pulling in eight figures, several times what the others make. And yet Moon Sae-rom lives in a modest 20-pyeong villa.
She hesitated a bit before answering, "I've gotten a lot of support from my family since I was little, so I send most of it back to them first..."
After that filial remark, she added, "And I hardly ever come home, so for living alone, this size is plenty."
"Hmm..."
The living room held just a sofa, a massive wall-mounted TV, and a potted plant. Her spare room, turned into a wardrobe, was filled only with jerseys, training gear, and light casual clothes. Volleyball's really all she thinks about, I thought.
But then I spotted the one thing that brightened up the place considerably.
"You really live alone?"
"Pardon?"
"This seems pretty precious."
The moment I pointed it out, her face fell in realization—like I'd uncovered something deeply personal. It was a desk frame holding a cute photo. There was a younger, more hardened-looking Moon Sae-rom next to a guy. They looked like friends, but her height made him seem like a kid. He was on the shorter side too; in the side-by-side shot, her face was a full head taller.
Moon Sae-rom bowed her head like she was pissed, then tossed out casually, "He's a friend. We took it before I moved up from the provinces."
"Must've been pretty rural."
"...It took over two hours by bike to get to Lotteria, so yeah, rural."
I'd learned an intriguing fact about my player. As I held it up, inspecting it, she looked annoyed—like I was dirtying her memories—but she held back out of respect for her sponsor.
"You look mad that I'm touching it. He really just a friend?"
"......"
I grinned. No way it was that simple. They were either super close, or she'd hidden her feelings too long and they'd drifted to just friends. I had the gist, so time for the main event.
"Mind if I check out the bedroom now?"
"......"
She stiffened, like she knew it was coming. Her feet rooted in place before she finally muttered, "This way..." and trudged reluctantly to the room.
Even the bedroom was minimalist. A simple desk with a mini-shelf of books, a laptop, and a double bed to fit her frame. Still, girly touches: a separate vanity and pretty hot-pink bedding.
"Another one here, huh?"
On the desk with the mood light sat another photo of her and the guy—proof they weren't ordinary friends.
Moon Sae-rom feigned ignorance, like she'd forgotten it was there. "Oh... yeah."
She turned away again. Fuck, that face is mouthwatering.
"You know what I want, so let's skip the pretense and get started."
Clap! At the sound and my words, her legs locked up again. She froze for seconds, then—like steeling herself—started stripping in her own bedroom, as if it was no big deal.
First, she crossed her arms and peeled off the thick hoodie. Her flat navel and sleek waistline came into view, along with the sports bra hugging her chest.
Gulp...!
Steeling herself, she dropped her shorts next, revealing matching gray sports undies from a big brand. But who cared about that—the real stars were her wide hips and those volleyball-honed, endlessly long, smooth thighs.
'Holy shit... fucking killer.'
Tall frame with just the right muscle, stretching into perfect legs. Naturally broad hips lifted high from all the training. No flab despite the height, even etched with pretty abs.
Moon Sae-rom's body was worth every one of the tens of billions I'd dropped.
"......"
But that was it. After stripping, she stood awkwardly in her undies, clueless what came next.
"Never been with a guy, have you?"
"Th-that's......"
No experience—or at least, a virgin. I smirked and stepped up.
I closed in on the towering, embarrassed woman, sniffing her scent as I pressed against her. Tense muscles, rigid reactions.
Smack, smack♥
"Ah... aaht...!"
I melted her with kisses. Dipping my head, I kissed her long neck and collarbone, licking with my tongue. Standing, I traced her miraculous curves downward with sticky kisses, slipping off my own clothes too.
I groped her thick volleyball thighs, teasing around the key spots to build the tension. Just tastes here and there, claiming my cute pet athlete's flesh.
"Um, excuse me......"
Business was business, life was life. She tried playing it cool like it was just hospitality, turning her head away—but my technique softened her face a bit. That clueless expression screamed virgin.
I ignored her and kept warming her up slowly. When her body heated nicely, I guided her naturally to the bed.
Her wobbly, intoxicated form flopped down, and I said, "First time, so just lie back nice and still."
"Eut...!"
Smack♥ I grabbed her long, long foot and lifted it. Kissing down to her pretty ankle, I advanced on her lower half. She looked up with shame and slightly loosened eyes, not even sure how she felt herself.
'Fuck, she's heating up so good...'
I didn't stop, savoring her miraculous height and smooth thighs as I climbed higher—until I reached it.
"Eung, eut— it tickles...!"
A little wet from my dedicated foreplay. A thick bead of sweat trailed down her thigh onto the rumpled sheets.
Savoring the scent from her perfectly plated lower half, I dove into the main course.
Slurp, slooorp♥
"Euk?!"
Greedy kisses over her sports panties, right on the cameltoe. She threw her head back, trembling. "Ah, aaaah...!"
Her fully flushed face looked down at me. "S-sponsor, not there...!"
"Stay still and I'll take care of everything."
"......♥"
She tried pulling away in embarrassment, but I gripped those thick thighs tight. Down to just my shirt and panties, I invaded her solo woman's bedroom more and more.
'Worth every penny...'
I deliberately avoided nipples and privates. Teased her burning pussy till it was steaming hot, tasting every inch.
Sliiiide...
"Kuhk...!"
Finally stripped her. Her pussy emerged with a rush of freedom, lightly furred since she didn't shave.
"Whew."
Proper adult symbol—gorgeous. Plus, plenty of juices from my steady caresses.
Lick♥
"Haaang?! Ah, aaaaaah...♥"
I lapped up that honey with my tongue. Sucked down her shy virgin nectar.
Smooch, slurp... sluuuurp— smack smack♥
"Ah, aaaah! Sponsor, please stop there......"
Tongued her hole next. Trained her untrained pussy—focused solely on volleyball—with my expert licks. Slowly, skillfully spreading woman's pleasure through her body.
Injecting sex's joy into her blank white canvas of flesh, molding her thoroughly to my shape. Custom sex-training my athlete to fit her sponsor— no room for other men.
"Eung, ung! Aaaah...♥ This, this feels weird...!"
'Ha... her reactions are fucking delicious.'
Face like she'd die of shame, slurping her tasty pussy juices. I reveled in her thick, long legs' texture as she squirmed.
Relentless and obsessive, I licked her virgin cunt to send her off easy.
"Haa, haa......♥"
Soon, resistance forgotten, Moon Sae-rom melted into the bed. Soaked the sheets with her pussy juices, panting cluelessly as she came.
"Alright then."
Meanwhile, I'd stripped fully. Tossed my annoying shirt buttons aside, yanked down my panties.
Throb♥
"......!"
First time seeing an angry cock—she shrank back instantly. I savored her earnestly hilarious reaction, leaning in leisurely.
Smack, "Ah, aaaah... again......♥"
I overlaid her gently, kissing her neck. To soothe this big-bodied innocent female scared of my new cock, more caresses.
Strooook♥
Meanwhile, I rubbed my dick on her soft-outside, firm-inside abs. Marking territory with my glans, slowly acclimating her to submission.
"Slow and steady, no worries."
"Still, that thing......"
"It's fine. First time, so I'll go easy."
"......♥"
Slipping into casual speech to close the gap. Squeeze squeeze...♥
Reassuring her, I kneaded her sports-bra-bound tits. Muscly elsewhere, but these were perfectly womanly soft.
"Good, wanna flip over?"
"Flip... over?"
"Easier from behind for first-timers. No need to lift your ass—just stay like that."
Clueless but dropping her guard—my gentle, gentlemanly foreplay had eased her. Forgetting this was bought with money, she obeyed the training sweetly.
"!"
She flipped, then startled at the desk frame in view. Shyly turning her head like she'd been tricked.
I grinned. Intentionally made her see it—that hometown friend she might not know about. Calculated to fuck her while eyeing her dear old provincial buddy—surely not ordinary.
"No pain—we'll go slow so we both enjoy."
"......"
A flicker of annoyance, but no more running. I mounted the obedient tall female.
Aimed my cock at her tamed virgin pussy, prepped in the pose toward her cherished left-behind friend.
And so—