69 Ecstasy and Ara's Desperate Call

69 versus fingering—slurp, slurp, smack... 'I'm losing my mind, for real.' This was exactly the flavor I craved. The one only I could savor: Nayoung's taste. Her thick love juices coated my tongue, filling my mouth. At first, there was no flavor at all, then it turned tangy, briefly fishy, before settling into a sweet, sticky nectar. Drunk on how the taste shifted every time I flicked my tongue, I lapped away eagerly, up and down.

"Hngh, hnnngh... mmph, mmph..." With my cock in her mouth, she couldn't moan properly. Her desperate nasal whimpers and hot breaths against me were subtly arousing. My ears feasted on her massive tits while my tongue worked overtime. Nayoung rode a rhythmic wave with her back and hips, sucking my cock diligently. Being entwined with this beauty in a mutual oral setup doubled the emotional thrill.

Compared to eating her pussy in the living room, the clit position was reversed here. I gently scraped the skin with my tongue tip to expose it, then took it into my mouth.

"Hngh! Hnnngh... hnnngh..." She groaned helplessly around my cock, unable to do much else. I loved how dramatically she reacted every time I touched or sucked her. Rolling the little bean in my mouth made her body shudder like she'd been electrocuted. Her sucking speed ramped up. She converted the surging pleasure into fervent sucking, sending it right back to me. I clenched my sphincter, but the pressure of semen rushing through my urethra was relentless.

When we started the 69, a three-minute timer had floated in the air, but it had hit zero ages ago. The quest was already cleared.

'It said there'd be an extra item.' Even after seeing the game's ending, if your completion rate is 99%, human nature compels you to scour every field and dungeon for that last 1%. No way was I missing the item promised for fingering her pussy.

Right on cue, Nayoung pulled my cock from her mouth, gasping for breath.

"Nayoung-ah."

"Yeah."

"Can I put my finger in your pussy?"

Her eyes went wide as she twisted back to look at me, her face screaming, Is this guy nuts?

"No, I mean... it's so soft and squishy inside, it feels like a waste to just use my tongue. Let me touch it with my finger, yeah?"

"Think whining like that will make someone find you cute!"

Begging tactic failed.

"Hah, my tongue ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠isn't cutting it?"

"You jerked me off too. Let me try fingering, come on?"

Round two of begging. I laid on the aegyo thick—despite not being great at it—and her sigh morphed into a smirk. Just a bit more...

She paused, then smoothed her furrowed brow.

"Fine, but be gentle. Hurt me, and I'll bite your dick off."

My cock was instantly taken hostage. Guess I'd poke around lightly and pull ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠out.

*

Nayoung stopped sucking and lifted her ass, spreading her legs to give me better access for fingering.

"You really know how to position yourself."

"Don't praise stupid shit like that—just shove it in already. Make it feel bad, and you're dead."

"Kukuku, it'll feel way better than what you do."

Pure bluff. I'd know once I tried. The sex skill list definitely had Fingering, a pussy-caressing technique. I parted her plump folds and slid my finger inside. Sticky juices clung to it like threads. Stroking the petals made the surrounding wrinkles twitch like living creatures. It was a thrilling tightrope walk between arousal and curiosity.

"Hnght! Hyaaang... there... so good, really... hnght!"

That moan meant a solid start. The pussy's reactions felt subtly different from tongue play, hitting me with fresh arousal.

'This is way hotter than I thought.'

Not thrusting deep, just gently scraping the entrance walls, and her hips bucked wildly.

"Kyaaang, ahng... you bastard... why are you... so good... hnght, haaaang!!"

"Told you it'd be fucking amazing."

I said it, but honestly, I had no clue if I was actually good. It was probably the sex skill buffs mixed with the common sense alteration effects. She trembled with sticky moans—hnght, hyaaang, heek—her ass quivering. Overwhelmed by excitement, she grabbed and shook my cock. It was torture. I wanted to cum so bad.

Sensing her limit as she gagged, Nayoung lowered her ass and took my cock back in her mouth. A silent signal to return to 69. I was at my limit too, so I stiffened my tongue. Even if I couldn't make her cum first, male pride demanded we finish together. Slurp, smack, smooch, slurrrp, sluuuurp... How much time passed? The lewd serenade of mutual sucking filled the room.

Her ass trembled violently under the pressure. Love juices poured from her entrance—nothing ordinary about the volume. Her womb spasmed like hiccups. A pussy hiccuping? I smirked at the vulgar imagery and lapped her clit.

"Hnnngh, hmph! Hngh... mmph, mmph..."

Nayoung was at her limit. So was I. I pulled my tongue back and yelled,

"Grgh, gonna cum! Pull out now."

I said it thinking she'd hate swallowing, but she kept sucking. No choice—I let out a strangled cry and unleashed my aged semen straight into her mouth.

Spurt, spluuurt, splurt-splurt, spish! Squish, spuuuish!

At the same moment, a jet shot from Nayoung's pussy. No dodging it—I took it full force. The cool splash was indescribable... no! It soaked me so bad I couldn't open my eyes. Still, the massive release brought insane catharsis. I never knew cumming directly inside felt this good—not aiming from afar, but flooding her depths. From now on, Nayoung's mouth-pussy was getting regular use.

Gulp! She finally swallowed my load. Staring at me dazedly, she opened her mouth. That was the trigger—fireworks exploded in my brain. Physical climax chased by mental ecstasy crashed over me.

"Fuck... we finally did it."

I clenched my fist in triumph, like I'd just broken an Olympic record.

"Is it that big a deal...?"

"Your face was covered in my cum every time, and it bugged me that you couldn't eat it."

True, this was the third facial.

"Whoa, did I cum that much?"

She grabbed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tissues to wipe her face. Her still-puffy nipples brushed her breasts in luxurious aftercare.

The quest clear message brought the rewards. I opened my status window to confirm.

Points, prize money, items—all accounted for.

'What's Room 101?' I hadn't assigned room numbers, but here was a keycard for it. One of the five rooms, I guess. I'd check later.

'Manager Totem?' A cute doll resembling me materialized in midair. Up close, it looked more like a cartoon or anime character figure—merchandise-grade.

'It really looks like me.' SD-style, capturing key features, but anyone who knew me would instantly go, "That's Kang Jihun."

'What's it for?' Luckily, the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠description popped up right away.

An item that eases the mind when held by heroines? One person came to mind immediately.

'It's a good luck charm.' No idea why it's shaped like me, but as a reward, it'd come in handy. I stored it in my inventory with the others.

*

Maybe because we'd cum together, the afterglow lingered with sustained firmness, so we lounged on the bed. As I pondered late-night snacks, Nayoung snuggled into my side. She'd been in full girlfriend mode since heading up to the third floor.

"Reminds me of the old days. We'd play till we dropped and crash like this."

"Yeah. You'd wake me up so many times with your sleeping habits."

She'd roll around so much—sometimes her feet on me, other times I'd wake up as her pillow.

"Tch, don't remember that crap."

We'd played like that as kids, but now we were at the stage of sucking each other off. I wondered what face she'd make at me after full sex.

"Hey, Jihun. You really gonna live here? You said you liked that company."

She still couldn't believe I'd become the manager.

'Neither did I.' If not for Grandpa's wish, if not for the Common Sense Alteration House, if not for tasting Nayoung's pussy, I'd still be at the shoot with my actors. No going back to pre-Ye Mina days now.

"I told you. Road manager life burned me out for years. Plenty of places want one—easy to jump back in anytime."

I said it like I didn't want to dwell, and she got the hint, quietly getting up to head to the bathroom. No quest, so I couldn't follow. After showering in the first-floor bath, I came out to missed calls. All from CEO Min Ayoung.

"CEO, you called? I was in the bathroom..."

"Jihun! Come to Japan with me tomorrow."

"Pardon?"

What the hell? Random cat meow out of nowhere? Japan?

"Ara says she'll cancel the rest of the schedule if you don't come!"

"Ara?"

"Yeah! Just bring your passport tomorrow. Day trip, no luggage needed."

Click. She said her piece and hung up. Shouldn't she explain why? ProMinence's top star, the thousand-year idol Jang Ara, urgently needed me. Guess her anxiety flared up again.