Chapter 115
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 115
Chapter Title: Seol I-seom Feeling the Texture of Semen
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Seol I-seom Feeling the Texture of Semen
I stepped into the cafe with Ji-su.
We'd come down after Jeong Ji-ham.
'Couldn't you just wait quietly at the massage shop? There might still be that Amazoness villain hanging around... And you go wandering off like this? You're not suicidal or anything...'
He was reckless from head to toe.
No matter how powerful his skills were, the stat difference couldn't be bridged easily.
If a villain ambushed him, his head would be gone in the blink of an eye.
"Huuuum...♥"
A faint moan leaked out, drawing a wry chuckle from me.
Ji-su was the same. She didn't even seem surprised, like she'd half-expected it.
"Want to join in, sis?"
"...What?"
Ji-su opened a spatial rift and pulled out a fist-sized hourglass.
I knew what it was. An artifact that blocked all sound from escaping a certain radius while the sand fell.
"Just kidding. You know those opaque ice walls? Use one to block the view from inside. Customers might pass by and peek."
"You're really doing it here? Let's move somewhere else. We could go to Park A-young's place. Why here of all..."
"Oppa would prefer it here."
"..."
I was at a loss for words.
What on earth had changed Jeong Ji-su like this?
Suddenly, an image flashed in my mind: the elf convulsing wildly with Ji-ham's cock buried inside her, the villain trembling uncontrollably...
And then Bae Da-hye's voice, howling like an animal in ecstasy.
Was Ji-su doing the same? Melting into his arms like the elf or Da-hye, half out of her mind?
Had sex with him changed everything for her?
'What if I... If I ended up with Ji-ham...'
I shook my head in shock.
What kind of thought was that?
It could never happen.
My body wouldn't even allow it in the first place.
"Thanks, sis."
Before I could fully compose myself, Ji-su grabbed the hourglass and strode confidently to a secluded corner of the cafe.
"Ji... Ji-su?"
"You're in the middle of cumming? Feels good?"
Jeong Ji-ham's flustered voice, followed by Ji-su's gentle one—then silence.
She'd activated the artifact to block the sound.
"Haa... How did I end up doing something like this...?"
I walked to the counter, got permission, and erected an opaque ice barrier to hide the inner seating area. At about two meters high, it wasn't a full enclosure.
'If I get closer... maybe I can hear something?'
I took a cafe latte from the counter and slowly approached the ice wall.
The artifact's sound barrier was invisible.
I'd have to find it by feel.
Inching closer,
until I reached the cafe table right against the ice wall...
I'd crossed into the barrier.
"Ji... Ji-su?"
Vurrrrrk!!! Vubububut!!! Vubut!!
As I pumped semen into Da-hye's body, Ji-su rounded the corner.
I'd already been enjoying a pleasant climax, but seeing her appear multiplied the thrill several times over.
Ji-su was starting to tolerate me fucking other women now.
Not quite 'Fuck whoever you want, I'm fine,' but at least 'Another one? Can't help yourself, huh...'
"You're in the middle of cumming? Feels good?"
Ji-su's voice, laced with resignation and jealousy.
I unleashed another thick load into Da-hye at the sound.
Da-hye leaned against me, trembling finely.
"Ahhhh...♥ D-Did you cum?"
I was sunk into a plush sofa-chair, naked Da-hye hugged tight in my arms.
Bae Da-hye had her legs spread wide, straddling my thighs, pussy clenching my cock. She thrust her navel piercing toward Ji-su, showing off as she climaxed.
"I wasn't asking you if it felt good..."
"S-Sorry...♥ I-I'll get off soon..."
Ji-su gave a bitter smile and slowly started undressing.
"W-Wait! If you strip there, everyone outside will see!"
"Why? Worried? Afraid someone else might see my body?"
"Of course!"
Ji-su stripped leisurely, stacking her clothes on the cafe table.
"Good."
She shoved the table aside and positioned herself between my legs.
Then she pried my thighs apart and yanked my cock out of Da-hye's pussy.
"Nnghut...!"
A small moan from Da-hye, and semen gushed out—vurrrk!
Without my cock plugging it, the pressure forced it free.
"You came a lot. Isn't this more than what you gave me?"
Ji-su stroked my limp cock.
I glanced down, Da-hye still in my arms. Ji-su squatted with legs spread, looking up at me.
Watching her toy with my cock while caressing Da-hye's breasts stirred something thrilling in my chest.
"You showed up out of nowhere."
"What does that mean...? Tell me more."
"The girl I like appears right in front of me... Got startled, so more came out."
"...Smooth talker."
Suddenly, Ji-su opened her mouth and took my cock in.
Gently suckling just the glans, tongue swirling.
Cleaning the cock that had been inside another woman...
Licking and sucking every inch, coated in semen and juices.
"Haa...!"
I sighed in pleasure, stroking her head.
Feeling Da-hye bask in afterglow against me, surrendering to my little sister's cleanup blowjob.
'How long are they going to keep at it?'
I shook my head at the rotating moans.
Was it Ji-su's voice? Then soon after, Bae Da-hye's.
Like they were competing, the sounds grew louder.
Knowing sound couldn't escape, they moaned to outdo each other, showing off who felt better, climaxed harder.
I could only imagine, straining my meager fancy in that cramped space—what positions, how they ravished each other.
'Why the hell am I even listening to this...?'
By the time that thought hit, their heat had already faded.
Hours must have passed; darkness blanketed the cafe windows, and the part-timer minding the counter had long gone home.
Luckily, no male customers the whole time, and after closing the door, no outsiders to worry about.
"Sis... Can you hear me?"
Ji-su's voice made me jolt.
Had she caught me eavesdropping?
"Weird... I deactivated the artifact... Sis?"
"Y-Yeah... I hear you."
"Could you fetch Park A-young? This place is... too messy to clean normally."
"Haa... Fine."
I spat it out irritably and stood.
Then I noticed the unfamiliar sensation below and checked the chair.
A vivid stain on the plush leather seat.
A bit bigger than a 500-won coin.
'W-What... is this...?'
I touched my pants in shock.
Damp. Sticky.
Suddenly aware of how soaked my lower half was.
A small step confirmed my panties were drenched.
"Khuh... N-No way, did I...?"
"Sis? Everything okay?"
"Y-You two go straight to Park A-young's."
"Huh?"
"Cafe's closed anyway. Go wash up. I'll get A-young and clean here."
Truthfully, I hated cleanup duty.
But facing Ji-ham with soaked panties was worse.
No one could know I'd gotten this wet from listening to a man's voice.
"Got it. Thanks, sis."
"..."
I waited.
Until Ji-su wormholed away.
Once the presence vanished, I removed the ice wall and peered inside.
Curiosity, sort of.
To flesh out the hours of imagination with vivid details.
Nothing more.
"Kkh!"
I clamped my sleeve over nose and mouth.
I thought I'd gotten used to the smell, but facing a room wrecked by semen and juices made it hit ten times harder.
"T-This white stuff... all semen?"
The reddish leather sofa was mostly dyed white.
Not just the sofa. Yogurt-like fluids piled on the square table, dripping down.
"..."
I glanced around absently.
No one in the cafe. No shadows outside the windows.
"I... I ate this...?"
Trembling, I reached toward the table.
Fingers drawn inexorably to the pooled semen.
"Uuuu..."
The texture of semen was beyond horrific—nothing else described it.