Chapter 129
Chapter 129
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Hallway Exposure Masturbation
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I had my own reasons for making her do this, but part of it was also payback for that item I'd seen in the shop before.
An outdoor mount, was it? Seeing that, it was clear Han Heejin secretly wanted something like this deep down.
When no reply came after a while, I activated voyeur mode.
"Haa... You really want me to do this...?"
Han Heejin stood frozen in front of the door.
She glanced around nervously, checking her surroundings.
It was a luxury apartment, but the layout was like any other: elevator in the center, stairs opposite, three doors per hallway, six units total.
She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly and took slow steps forward.
She quietly opened the closed fire door and sat down on the stairs.
It was the middle of the night, but the hallway lights glowed softly enough to make out shapes clearly.
Han Heejin fiddled with her phone, searching for the right angle.
She must have realized holding it by hand the whole time for masturbation would be impossible.
A moment later, she propped it up vertically on the stairs, adjusting the angle just right, then lifted her skirt.
Exactly like the photo I'd seen.
She spread her legs wide, lowering her hips until her pussy was just 10cm from the lens.
"Eung... Haa..."
As the recording started, the rotor began to vibrate.
Taped in place, the sound was quiet, but in the silent space, it carried plenty.
Up close, her pussy was captured in vivid detail.
The fine trembling of her hairs and skin was a given. Even her swelling clitoris was visible in real time.
About three minutes in, Han Heejin's hand slipped into her skirt pocket.
At the same time, the rotor buzzed louder. Not satisfied with the stimulation, she'd cranked it up herself.
"Euheut... If I don't finish quick... someone might hear..."
She muttered softly, rationalizing it to herself.
That thought must have taken over, because her hand movements grew more intense.
"Haaak...! Eung... Uk... Haa..."
One of her hands, which had been down below, rose up.
It sneaked inside her white short-sleeve top, kneading the rounded swell of her breast.
But the tight fabric limited her range, so she pushed the sleeve up over her chest, exposing it fully to the world.
No bra, but the flesh didn't sag.
At the tip, her pretty nipple stood erect and swollen.
She circled it with her fingertip, letting out moans.
"Ahng... Heung... Hn. Haa..."
Forgotten that someone might come by, she was completely immersed in masturbating.
Seemingly forgetting about me too, I brought my finger close to her pussy.
Like a clam spotting prey, the entrance puckered and sucked at it greedily.
"Don't... put it in. No."
Even amid it all, she sensed my touch and resisted verbally, but only with words.
Her pussy gushed lubricant, welcoming me.
"Heuhak...!"
I slid two knuckles deep, then scraped the vaginal walls.
Han Heejin gasped sharply, gripping the railing.
Her legs gave out, and she squatted down fully.
I didn't stop the teasing, and her inner walls spasmed, signaling she was about to cum.
"Ahahat...! Wait... Heuk... Hn... Hang."
That's when the elevator dinged from behind, ascending.
She eyed the changing LED display, praying it wasn't stopping on the 7th floor.
But the number froze. The mechanical chime shattered her hopes completely.
The doors opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit burst out, looking exhausted as he adjusted his tie.
"Ha... So damn tired..."
"Eup... Keueup... Hn... Uuep..."
Han Heejin clamped her mouth shut with all her might.
Her lower half now completely exposed. I prodded a bit more, and she squirted like a sprinkler, climaxing.
"Heuheuk...! Heueup... Keuk... Heueueu..."
As the neighbor's door clicked shut, her tension broke, and she exhaled all at once.
I pulled my hand out and looked around.
Her skirt hem was soaked, the phone screen dotted with droplets.
Love juices had dripped down her legs too—it was like her pussy sprinkler had gone off full blast.
"Haa... Haa... Haa..."
While she caught her breath, I sent a message.
It was a sharp retort, but unless she had Shin Ayoung-level intuition, no way.
I played it cool.
"You fucking bastard..."
She cursed but turned around anyway.
Between her massive cheeks, two holes winked in sync, as if merged into one.
As the vibration kicked in, she placed both hands on her knees.
Bracing her trembling legs for a moment to feel it, her hand then slyly slipped to her pussy.
Unlike before when she'd teased her nipples discreetly, this time she went all out, splashing love juices everywhere.
"Eungheut... Heueup... Ut... Haa... Johaa..."
While she focused, dripping fluids nonstop, I pulled out my cock and rubbed it against her pussy.
"Wha... What!?"
Goosebumps rose as her body jerked violently.
A dildo was one thing, but a hot, pulsing real dick was new for her.
Spot on—she froze all movement.
Instinct told her it was a cock, yet she didn't pull away.
If anything, Han Heejin focused every sense below, holding even her breath.
"...If you put it in, I'll kill you for real."
Conditional permission. Anything but penetration was fair game.
I aimed my cock at her pussy hole.
Not too hard or soft, just teasing the entrance with light taps, like kisses.
"Hn... Uk...! If you... put it in... Hak..."
Press a bit harder, and her labia parted, wrapping the glans tip.
But her virgin-tight depths clenched right inside, pushing me out.
The ambiguous sensation made me switch positions.
Rather than thrusting, I rubbed the full shaft along her pussy.
Her juices coated me, vibrations transferring straight through.
If anyone saw, she'd look like a witch riding a broom.
"Heueueu...! That's... dangerous..."
Each motion ground my glans against her clit.
Unable to hold back anymore, she gripped the railing like before, moaning.
Weeeeng... Weeeeng...
The vibration from her clit was outdone by a deeper one below.
The phone screen, still recording, went black.
A call from Han Chae-ah.
Han Heejin picked up and hit accept immediately.
"Y-Yeah... Sis."
"Heejin-ah, where are you right now?"
"Ah... Gnyaang...! Just heading to the convenience store for something..."
"Oh, got it. Hey, if you're coming back, could you grab me a drink? I just woke up and my throat's dry..."
"O-Okay... Heuk...!"
"Everything alright?"
"Y-Yeah, no biggie. Just... almost dropped my phone."
"Careful... Alright, I'll wait."
"Yeah. Be right there...! Heuhak...!"
Pssshuuu... Pssshuu...
She hung up in a panic. At the same time, hot liquid splashed over my cock.
She'd held back as long as she could, but ultimately squirted pussy juice in climax.
I pulled away fully, waiting for her reaction.
Second orgasm, so it took longer to recover her breath.
No reply now.
She knew it too, stumbling toward the elevator.
Stepping into the bright fluorescents and mirrors, her full state came into view.
Mussed hair, bangs plastered with sweat.
Flushed face, nipples poking sharply through her short-sleeve top.
That alone would be lucky, but her lower half was worse.
Soaked in love juices as standard, plus the thick feminine scent leaking from her short skirt.
Together, it radiated pure eroticism.
"Fuck... You want me to go out like this?"
She shook her bangs into place, but it was pointless.
It arrived in under 30 seconds.
She grimaced and dashed out.
Lucky for her, the luxury building had a convenience store downstairs.
Though only lucky for Han Heejin.
Missing the sight of her strutting braless and panty-less down the street. Shame.
"Welcome."
She ignored the clerk, heading straight for the fridge.
Grabbed some ion drink at random, went to the counter, pulled out her phone for XX Pay.
Problem: the phone reeked.
That same slutty scent from her body.
The clerk had to think she'd just come from fucking.
Anyone would.
"Thanks, come again."
As she finished paying and left, I sent one more.
Han Heejin clenched her fist and spun 180 degrees.
Back into the store. She wandered around but couldn't find what she wanted.
Stores placed condoms differently: some in daily goods, this one right by the counter.
I spotted it the second I entered, but her inexperience meant she missed it.
After two pointless laps, she approached the clerk.
Worried her nipples might show, and her soaked crotch with the rotor still attached—no wonder she gave up searching solo.
"Um... where's... that thing?"
"Pardon? What are you looking for?"
"Con... doms."
"Ah, right here."
The clerk pointed casually beside him, unfazed by her state.
Han Heejin grabbed the front one, slapped it on the counter.
"Ring me up."
"4,500 won."
Paid with the stinky phone and exited, face twisted as she typed.
That was enough for today.
I watched until she got home, memorized the full show perfectly, then disconnected.
Straight to the shop, ordered a dildo molded exactly like my cock.
Sender: anonymous.
Recipient: Han Chae-ah.