Chapter 40
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Self-Licking Park A-young (1)
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While Ji-su and Hye-jeong were off taking a shower.
I headed down to Massage Shop M to meet A-young.
Spending thirty minutes getting my tits sucked, followed by another thirty-minute break, had thrown my entire schedule off track.
If I dove into the sinkhole like this, the timing for sharing my semen with A-young would get all messy.
It's a bummer I can't take my time fucking her leisurely... but stewing all day with her on my mind sounds worse. Better to get a quick blowjob and blow off steam.
Besides, I really needed to cum right now.
Having two beauties suck on my chest for half an hour had left me in a weird headspace.
I'd been rock-hard excited while fingering Hye-jeong's pussy and stroking Ji-su's thighs—couldn't have been more turned on.
But my dick still wouldn't go fully erect.
My balls were twitching, blood was rushing in a bit, making it bob slightly, but no full, vigorous hard-on.
My cock only stood straight up after parting ways with Ji-su.
The moment she helped Hye-jeong into the gym and I was left alone in the elevator.
It stiffened right up inside my pants.
Gotta ask A-young to drain it quick...
I opened the door to the massage shop and stepped inside.
But there was a vaguely familiar guy at the counter, chatting with A-young.
"Your bro didn't sleep-talk or anything, right?"
"……."
"Good, that's a relief. I feel refreshed thanks to you. All the fatigue's gone."
"……."
"Don't mention it. I'm not that Kim Cheol-su who used to raid sinkholes with you back in the day. The hunter muster was supposed to last a week, but I wrapped it up early—thanks to you."
A-young was tapping away furiously on her phone, carrying on a conversation with this Kim Cheol-su guy.
Oh... no way that's... Da-hye's husband?
Flashes of all the sex I'd had with Da-hye raced through my mind.
I recalled creampieing her pussy in the corner of the cafe.
The sensations from that weekend threesome at their place with A-young came flooding back.
Whew... calm down...
I took a deep breath, forcing my arousal down.
Otherwise, I'd just stand there dumbfounded and end up with a dry, frustrating orgasm.
"Alright, see you this weekend. I'm heading out."
"……!?"
As Kim Cheol-su turned to leave,
Park A-young, who had been smiling sweetly at him, flinched in shock and shrank back.
"……."
"……."
The guy gave me a lazy glance with a relaxed expression,
then brushed past me toward the elevator.
I watched until he stepped inside, then called out to A-young.
"A-young, you look like you saw a ghost."
"……."
Park A-young glared at me coldly.
It was a completely different face from the one she'd shown Da-hye's husband—twisted in a strangely ugly way.
"Sadly, I've got no time for a massage today. Just came to drop off some semen. Pretty considerate of me, huh?"
A-young shuddered and hammered at her smartphone.
I'm good for today. Just go home.
"……."
My mood soured instantly.
I'm good for today. Just go home.
What did that even mean?
Park A-young had to swallow a man's semen every day.
Otherwise, the curse would kick in and force her body into heat.
Saying she was good for today meant... she'd already gotten her dose from someone else.
"Whoa... you got it from that guy just now? Put him to sleep and slurped on his dick?"
"……."
"Right... you were talking about sleep-talking...
"……."
"You've got me, and you still sucked another guy's cock? How could you? This is betrayal. And it's straight-up a crime—drugging him and extracting his load."
Don't talk like you're my boyfriend! And there are other staff here. Cut the vulgar talk about dicks and cum!
I was a little shocked.
Of course, I knew.
The reason A-young took my semen was to get close to that guy.
But it still pissed me off.
Imagining her lips wrapped around the cock of the man who'd just brushed past me made my stomach twist.
"So... you don't need my load. Just scram?"
Come back tomorrow.
"Nah, can't do that."
I pulled out my phone and scrolled through the gallery.
Then I held up the sleaziest photo of Park A-young.
It was one where my entire cock was stuffed down her throat.
Her kneeling on the bed, mouth full of my standing dick, flashing a double peace sign at the smartphone.
Clumps of semen dripping from her face and hair—pure trashy perfection.
"No blowjob? I'll run this over to that guy right now."
"……!?"
"I'll tell him I'm your boyfriend, so back off."
Are you insane? We had a deal that day! No interfering!
"That was between you and Da-hye. When did I say I wouldn't interfere?"
"……."
A-young stared at me in disbelief.
Then she snapped to and hammered her phone again.
Think your bro will just sit still? If he finds out I was blackmailed, he won't let you off!
"Doubt it. What if he finds out my little sister's Jeong Ji-su?"
Hiding behind your sister's name? Not ashamed?
"Whatever. I see you're stalling to drag this out. If you don't want it, fine."
I turned on my heel without hesitation,
and A-young frantically thumped the desk with an urgent mmmph!
Hearing that, I paused,
then slowly turned back with a villainous grin.
"Gonna suck it?"
You're trash.
"Yeah. And you're gorgeous. Gets me so hard. Gonna cum any second."
"……."
A-young bit her lip in fury, her body trembling with rage.
Perfect. This was gonna squeeze out one hell of a thick load.
.
.
.
.
Slurp—! Glurk—! Shlurp—!
A-young had my cock in her mouth, bobbing her head.
As I requested, she hadn't fully removed her mask—just lifted it up to keep sucking.
The mask hid most of her face. All I could see was her furrowed brow and those deep, ocean-blue eyes.
"Haa... yeah... knew you'd suck it this good eventually. Why play hard to get?"
Her expression darkened even more.
She glared up at me like she wanted to kill me.
But her actions were the total opposite.
For me perched on the massage bed, she opened her throat wide and took my cock deep.
Licking my balls with her tongue, stroking my thighs with her hands.
"A-young, focus on just the head, yeah?"
"……."
The second I finished speaking, Park A-young sealed just the tip in her mouth and went wild with her tongue.
Staring straight into my eyes, she dragged the underside up with the flat of her tongue, then teased the sensitive underside with the tip.
This gap moe was driving me insane.
I loved how she hated it but did everything I asked anyway.
"Do it properly, A-young. I gotta head out quick today, remember?"
"……."
This time, a vaguer demand.
I was already on the edge, but I bluffed to rile her up.
Pop—.
Park A-young spat out my cock, adjusted her mask, and let out a low sigh.
Then she suddenly raised her hand, forming a small water droplet in her palm.
"...Skill?"
The same one I'd seen in Da-hye's bedroom before.
The one that wiped away all traces of our hours-long threesome in an instant.
"Hey!? What the—! Wait...!"
Park A-young pressed her hand behind my knee and shoved my legs back hard.
Just like forcing legs apart to eat pussy.
I tried to pull free, but no dice.
A-young was a hunter too. Trauma had sidelined her, but her level was way higher than mine.
"Hey! Why my ass!? Ngh!"
In that instant, her skill plunged right into my asshole.
Swirling around inside like a vortex.
"You... no way..."
The realization hit, and I stopped struggling, spreading my legs obediently.
A-young's skill cleaned dirty spaces back to pristine original state.
And now she was using it on my ass.
Why?
"……."
The quick rinse ended.
Park A-young released my legs.
But I didn't sit back down.
Just stood there, legs spread, dick twitching.
A-young slowly pulled off her mask.
That sharp-featured face—like she'd be squatting behind the school, cig in mouth.
The tough older-sis vibe as her face drifted between my legs.
Passing my cock, heading lower.
Past my balls, even lower.
"Ah..."
The moment I thought her face touched my balls.
Something soft and squishy lapped at my asshole.