Chapter 51 - Let's Get Dirty ♥
Chapter 51 - Let's Get Dirty ♥
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Hana twitched her nose, sniffing the air.
'Master's scent is so intense...'
The thick aroma of semen clung to her vibrating body as she stepped under the showerhead.
Part of her wanted to leave the intoxicating masculine scent untouched, but...
Since they had to meet Miles soon, she reluctantly began washing up.
Ssshhh—
—A short while later.
Fresh out of the shower, Hana toweled off the moisture.
Blow-drying her hair, she reveled in the crisp, clean sensation.
As much as she loved being drenched in Master's seed, this refreshing post-shower clarity had its own appeal.
Whoooosh—
Her hair, long enough to cascade down to her waist, took forever to dry.
After partially drying it, she peeked out from the bathroom door, scanning the living room.
Yang Taegum sat on the couch, idly scrolling through his phone.
With damp hair swaying, she strode out casually—completely nude, her pussy and breasts on full display—and pulled fresh underwear from the dresser.
Sssk—
His fingers paused on his phone as his gaze flicked toward her.
He watched as she slowly slid the white cotton panties up her thighs.
'Guess she's past feeling shy now.'
Well, after getting her asshole wrecked in public, shame was clearly a non-issue.
Even if she'd covered up with a coat, they'd basically had sex right in front of everyone.
Yang Taegum smirked, already planning their next outdoor escapade.
What should we do outside next time?
Lost in pleasant thoughts, he observed Hana changing clothes.
Then, a sudden realization struck him.
"?"
He studied her outfit more carefully.
White sweater, jeans... Why did that combo feel so familiar?
'That's what she wore when she came to my place that time.'
The same outfit she'd had on after vanishing overnight with Miles, when she'd first performed a naked dogejah bow to apologize.
He'd taken her from behind, fucking her ass raw while she groveled.
It had only been a few days ago.
The sheer speed of her corruption was almost impressive.
"...?"
Fixing her ponytail in the mirror, Hana noticed his stare and tilted her head.
Why's he looking at me like that...?
Then, as if struck by inspiration, her lips curled into a sultry smirk.
"Getting turned on? Want me to help you out?"
She formed a circle with her thumb and forefinger.
Mimicking a handjob, she pumped her wrist up and down suggestively, tongue flicking between her lips.
Yang Taegum burst out laughing at her shameless display.
"Wow, you really think I'm some kind of animal? Let's just get going."
"Tehe~♥"
Sticking her tongue out playfully, Hana slung a handbag over her shoulder.
She grabbed the thermos from the table and popped the lid open.
Sniiiiiff— "Haaah...♥ Master's cock nectar scent...♥ So good...♥"
Her body trembled, utterly intoxicated by the aroma.
The pungent, brain-numbing musk of his semen invaded her nostrils like an assault.
Gulp—
Saliva pooled in her mouth before she could stop it.
'Just one sip...?'
She tipped the thermos, pouring a cup's worth of the thick fluid into the lid.
Bringing it to her lips, she slowly tilted it, letting the viscous liquid slide into her mouth.
Gulp—♥ Gulp—♥ Gulp—♥
The sticky substance coated her tongue, sliding down her throat...
The primal, masculine taste short-circuited her brain, her body flushing with heat.
Squelch—
'Ah... I'm getting wet...♥'
Her freshly changed panties were already soaked through with arousal.
"Hngg...♥!"
Shiver—
Just drinking his cum brought her to a weak climax, her face flushed and debauched.
"...Ah!"
Panicked, she tried to check between her legs—
But her massive breasts blocked the view entirely.
Rushing to the mirror, she spread her thighs. Thankfully, only her panties were drenched; her jeans showed no signs of her dripping pussy.
"Tsk tsk."
"...!!"
Yang Taegum's mocking click of his tongue made her face burn crimson.
"L-Let's go now!" she stammered.
Slam—!
Clatter—
Even in her haste, she carefully sealed the thermos and clutched it protectively as she bolted out.
Sigh... "Guess I should clean up before heading out."
Yang Taegum rose, surveying the mess before starting to tidy.
.........
......
...
"S-Sorry for making you wait! Really, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. Things happen."
Miles greeted her with a warm smile.
He genuinely didn't mind the delay.
If anything, the anticipation made his heart race—he loved this fluttery feeling.
"Ahaha... S-So, shall we go?"
"Yeah. I looked up a few places while waiting. Wanna check them out?"
Miles pulled out his phone, showing a list of carefully selected properties.
But Hana barely glanced at it before perking up.
"Oh! I actually found a place I really love, Miles! Can we go there first...?"
"Huh? Sure, let's check it out!"
Eager to please, Miles agreed instantly, beaming.
Guilt pricked at Hana as she forced a smile and dialed the realtor Yang Taegum had recommended.
...
"Here we are."
Arriving at the location, Hana mentally compared it to Master's place.
'Close enough to walk.'
The ten-story building loomed before them—their destination was the fifth floor.
The realtor had offered to show them around personally, but Hana, feeling bad about the late hour, declined.
Which was why it was just her and Miles now.
When she'd mentioned it was through a "friend's referral," the realtor had simply gone Ah—, given her the passcode, and hung up after asking her to call back later.
"Ready?"
"Yeah..."
Keying in the code, the lobby door clicked open.
The chilly building's elevator lit up as they pressed the button.
Ding—
Reaching the fifth floor, motion-sensor lights flickered on as they walked down the hall.
"Here."
Hana entered the passcode, unlocking the door.
Click—
"Whoa."
Miles whistled as the lights revealed the spacious interior.
"This is... huge? Way more than we need. Three bedrooms?"
"Right? And check out the balcony!"
As Miles voiced his approval, Hana eagerly launched into the pitch Yang Taegum had prepped her with.
Miles nodded along, eyes sparkling—he was clearly sold.
But then, hesitantly:
"...Isn't this too expensive? It looks way out of our budget."
"Nope! That's why I picked it—it's crazy cheap!"
When she quoted the price, Miles' jaw dropped.
"...That low? How?"
His reasonable suspicion made Hana sweat.
Even as she fumbled for excuses, his skepticism lingered—forcing her to play her last card.
"Actually... a friend hooked me up. When I mentioned maybe moving in with you, they gave us this... discount? Friend privilege? Something like that."
"Wait, really?!"
Hana's rambling finally cracked his frown.
"I should thank them in person."
"N-No! They're kinda... private. Probably not a good idea."
"Ah, bummer... Well, pass on my thanks, then."
"Okay."
They toured the place, discussing furniture arrangements and decor.
"Bedrooms... How should we...?"
"W-We should share one, right...? What do you think, Miles...?"
"...Y-Yeah. That'd be best."
Both flushed, sealing the agreement.
Hana's throat burned from all the talking.
Spotting the thermos, she waited for Miles to wander off before sneaking a sip.
Gulp— Gulp— Gulp—
The sticky liquid coated her throat.
As the scent of Master's cock nectar hit her nose, her senses sharpened.
The overpowering musk of his seed fogged her mind, her body igniting with heat.
Even hours later, the thermos preserved the thick, clinging texture on her tongue.
Half-empty now, she pulled away with a Haaah—, exhaling semen-scented breath.
"...."
Electricity crackled under her skin.
Her lower belly—her womb—and the depths of her asshole twitched, oozing slutty pheromones.
'Ahh♥'
Stashing the thermos, she felt more lewd juices seep into her panties.
Rubbing her thighs together, heart-eyed and flushed, her squirming was obscenely provocative.
Drip—
The soaked fabric darkened her jeans, the wetness becoming visible.
"Haa...♥ Haa...♥"
Desperate to be filled, she panted like a bitch in heat.
Past the point of no return.
She needed relief—which meant getting Miles out of the way first.
Approaching him, she tugged his sleeve.
"Hana?"
"...."
Turning, Miles gulped at the lust-glazed look in her eyes.
Like prey cornered by a predator, he tensed.
"W-What's up...?"
Leaning in, she whispered against his ear:
"Let's go get dirty...♥"
Tap—
"?!!"
Her hypnotic voice and the brush of her fingers against his crotch sent blood rushing south.
Overwhelmed by lust, Miles couldn't refuse. Not that he wanted to.