Chapter 101
Chapter 101
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Let's Uncover the Secret
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It hit 11 PM. I stepped outside with the two sisters.
Han Hee-jin wore her usual expression, while Han Chae-ah's face looked much improved.
I had no idea what had gone down at the first store, but she seemed to be in decent shape now.
The moment I went to greet them, Han Chae-ah spoke up first.
"Thanks for all your hard work today. I was a bit out of it, so I couldn't help much."
"No, you and Hee-jin did plenty. Get home safe."
"Thanks. You too, Woojin."
I turned toward home.
As I walked, thinking about what I'd do once I got there, I heard footsteps trailing behind me.
Not just one person— at least two.
They seemed to be subtly matching my pace.
I might have ignored it if it was brief,
but since they kept following, I turned around.
"Oh? We're heading the same way, huh."
There stood Han Hee-jin and Han Chae-ah.
Our eyes met, and Han Chae-ah gave a bright smile, waving her hand.
I paused, waiting for the sisters to catch up.
"Don't you usually go the other way? Why today?"
"Ah! That's where the parking lot is, but we've been leaving the car there since yesterday. I got scared about driving drowsy."
"So you walk instead? I thought you said it was about a 10-minute drive."
"No way. Walking takes over 20 minutes, so that's nonsense. We call a taxi instead."
"Got it. Guess you're catching it at the main road up ahead, then."
"Ding ding ding! Spot on."
Was that the charm of a 27-year-old? My face nearly melted.
I fought back my rising smile and asked a question.
"But your face looks a lot brighter than before. Something good happen?"
"Truth is, I asked the part-timers to cover and caught a nap. About an hour...?"
"A nap? At the counter?"
"There's a small office in the back of the first store. We keep a foldable bed there. Slept like a rock."
"What if you can't sleep tonight?"
"I'm a bit tired anyway, and a shower should knock me right out."
"Lucky. Falling asleep that fast sounds nice."
Before I knew it, we were at my place, chatting away.
I pointed to the security door, signaling goodbye.
"This is my house, so I'll head in now."
"Ah... You live here? Super close to the convenience store."
"That's why I show up 10 minutes early every time. Good hire, right?"
"I've got a great eye for people. I was going to pick you anyway."
"You're just saying that because you already did."
"Nuh-uh. Totally not. Get some rest. See you tomorrow~"
"Yeah. Night."
I watched the sisters walk away.
Purple two-tone hair and blonde that drew eyes everywhere.
And those figures that made my dick leak precum just from the backside.
I calmed my raging cock and turned away from the glass door.
"Phew... Feels great."
Is there anything better than showering and blasting the AC?
Feeling the lingering water evaporate, I headed to my desk and booted up the computer.
It had only been 15 minutes since we parted, so they were probably just getting home.
To kill time until they dozed off, I decided to search.
What I'd seen on Han Hee-jin's phone earlier was a Twitter layout, so I jumped straight to the site.
The search bar kept nagging me to sign up.
I never used SNS, so no account— but now I had to input personal info just to look around.
I rushed through the required fields, finished signing up, and started typing.
#blonde, #blueeyes, #bj, #camshow, #masturbation— anything relevant.
Scroll... scroll...
No luck even after scrolling forever, so I drew from past experience and tried English too.
#blonde, #blueeyes, #masturbation.
Soon enough, I spotted a video. Identical to the one from the convenience store.
Pink background made it easy to find.
Comments were packed with English questions.
ada0823: Holy shit, she's fucking gorgeous. Who is she?
클리쭙쭙: Mixed race? Moans don't sound fully foreign. Name pls.
sex123: who is she?
bozi123: source
han_zazi123: https://bozizazisex.com/Aria
And at the bottom, a comment with a link.
Site name matched the one I'd visited before, and "Aria" tacked on— didn't seem like a troll.
I set aside worries about my bank account and was about to click,
when something off about that last comment hit me.
Video uploaded 3 days ago. Other comments 2-3 days old.
Only the link one was 2 hours ago.
"No way... Han Hee-jin posted that herself? Timing's too suspicious."
My cleaning shifts were fixed, so I remembered the time clearly.
Ridiculous thought, but worth checking. Wouldn't take long.
I clicked the last commenter's account.
But it was a blank page.
No photos, no posts— completely empty.
Should've at least shown the comment history.
Probably all set to private.
Anything would've been fine, but this just ramped up the suspicion.
No solid proof yet, so I noted it mentally and set a trap for later.
"Haa..."
I straightened my slouched back and checked the clock. Lost in deduction, it was past midnight.
Time to visit Han Chae-ah. I grabbed the Large Onahole and lube, then lay on the bed.
"Ngh...! Uhng... Haa... Hn!"
The moan hit the second I activated Voyeur Mode. Coming from under the covers.
Time she should've been asleep.
Shifting view inside: Han Chae-ah, naked on the bed.
Her spread arms pinching nipples between thumb and forefinger.
They deformed visibly— force was intense.
"Hnnng...! Haaa... Hngh."
Breaths grew wilder, fingers more frantic.
Her hips lifted off the bed, legs kicking.
"Ahhh...♡"
She stretched out straight, climaxing. Biting her lip hard to stifle it.
"Haa... haa..."
Moments later, the writhing covers flipped open. Han Chae-ah panted heavily.
AC was on, but around her was steamy hot.
Dim, but moonlight through the curtains outlined her.
Sweat beaded on her forehead, more under her arms and between her breasts.
Skin slightly flushed overall, but standout were those even redder, swollen nipples.
"Wanna sleep... but these itch. Can't..."
She leaned against the headboard, looking down.
Her hands rose to her slightly sagging breasts.
"Why won't they go in...? Used to before. Sick or something?"
She cupped and jiggled them a bit, then fingers neared the nipples.
Han Chae-ah circled and twitched at the touch.
"Ngh...! Just inverted ones popping out? They said new ones are sensitive..."
Made sense, like a freshly exposed glans.
Mine hurt rubbing against panties as a kid.
Though her cause was different.
"Yeah... Inverted turning normal is good. Should settle in days. Think positive."
She muttered positively, buried her head in the pillow.
Pulled covers only to below her chest, avoiding nipple rub.
Mastered falling asleep.
Eyes closed, breathing even. Out for real this time.
A bit earlier, and I'd have caught the nipple play from start.
Swallowing regret, I began.
Even asleep, nipples stood erect.
Blowing cool air made her shiver cutely.
Sensitivity: pass. Now test firmness.
I licked the protruding one, begging for torment.
"Hng...!"
Tongue touch drew instant moan— like she was awake.
But no waking or stopping, so I kept savoring.
"Slurp... smack... smack... suuuck."
"Hngh... Ung... Hn!"
Biggest nipples of any girl I'd seen— sucking heaven.
Nibbling made them spring back taut. Delicious.
Still, after 5 minutes, something felt lacking. I pulled off, eyed her lower body.
Absurdly wide hips, pelvic bones slightly jutting above.
Matching firm thighs, long legs.
Craved to touch, but no such parts on the Onahole,
and physical interaction still locked.
Main bits— pussy and hips— were there, so Onahole touching would do.
Texture and shape identical anyway.
I rubbed her hips, feeling soft skin.
Pokable mound and pubis that'd dent perfectly.
Highlight: this V-line.
Pubes matching her hair color, messy. Clit visible at the end.
Sharing nerves with nipples? Hood peeled, exposed.
Couldn't skip. I rubbed her clit with my finger.
"Hnnng...! Haaaak..."
No oil here, but huge reaction.
Moan as big as oiled nipples.
I adjusted speed to her twitches.
When shakes peaked, I'd pause— hips bucked, begging more.
Looked like she'd barely masturbated before, but imprinting pleasure made her hyper-responsive.
"Hnnng...! Haaaak..."
Once heated up, I slid hand to her pussy.
Legs parted willingly.
Compared to last time clenching thighs against me— huge progress.
I dipped a finger in the hole. Soaked insides squelched.
Half knuckle in, swirled clockwise to rub walls.
"Haaaak...! Hng."
Pussy juice trickled, wetting her perineum.
Thick womanly scent rose. I pulled out, sniffed.
Head spun. Beyond good— dense, mature pussy aroma.
27 years of ripened depth.
Got to fingering, but ending here felt off.
After a think, I grabbed lube.
A tiny bit on my finger, applied to clit and entrance.
Hoping to speed conditioning.
"Hngh...! Uhnnng..."
Her body jolted lightly. I detached from the Onahole.
And the next day.
I heard Han Chae-ah was taking the day off.