Chapter 135
Chapter 135
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: No Masturbation Allowed
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I woke up to an eerie chill. Shin Ayoung had her face buried in my chest.
Our bodies were pressed together, which kept some warmth in, but the cold was still persistent.
The reason was obvious. The air conditioner still blasting away, my sweat-drenched body from sleep, and the blanket that had fallen to the floor.
I turned my head, searching for the remote somewhere.
Beep.
"Umm..."
She must have woken to the sound—Shin Ayoung half-opened her eyes.
I stroked her head to tell her to keep sleeping, and she pressed her face even closer.
Lick, lick.
Shin Ayoung started licking my nipple.
Her eyes still closed in sleepiness made her look just like a puppy.
"...What time is it now?"
"Hold on, I haven't checked yet."
The phone clock read 11 a.m. We had an hour until checkout.
"One hour left—want to lie in a bit more? I'll go wash up first."
"Yeees... My eyes keep closing..."
No matter how sturdy her body was, having both holes pounded for hours on end and cumming countless times had drained her stamina dry.
Before pulling the blanket over her, I glanced at her lower body.
Milky-white stuff leaking from her anus and pussy entrance had dried onto her butt and thighs.
It looked like I'd marked her with semen, making my dick twitch hard again, but I barely held back and headed to the bathroom.
Thirty minutes later, we'd packed up and stepped out of the motel.
Shin Ayoung started toward the subway station, but I grabbed her hand to stop her.
"Let's take a taxi. Gotta be hard to walk, right?"
"Huh? Ah... yeah."
"Called one earlier—it should be here any second."
"I love this kind of thing about you. Thanks so much."
"This much is basic. Honestly, I was beat too."
"Would've been even cooler without that last bit."
Shin Ayoung poked my stomach playfully as she laughed.
While we chatted idly, the taxi pulled up. I gave the driver her address and closed my eyes until then.
The taxi soon stopped. We exchanged final goodbyes in front of her place.
"Go crash hard. Last night was a blast."
"Me too. And... last night was incredible. Like, I couldn't even think straight."
She smiled, stroking my stomach.
I patted her back once and signaled for her to head inside.
I watched until she was in, then turned away.
Creak.
The moment I opened the door, fatigue crashed over me like a wave.
Relief from finally getting home? I stripped off my clothes haphazardly and flopped onto the bed.
Hungry.
That was my first thought when I opened my eyes.
Strength was back in my body, but the hunger was intense.
No food since dinner yesterday—nearly twenty-four hours with nothing in my stomach. No wonder.
As I scrolled through the delivery app debating what to order, a notification pinged.
Short and simple message.
Just hadn't expected Han Hee-jin to hit me up first, so it was hard to read her intent.
Her tone suddenly shifted to something casual, like talking to a neighborhood buddy.
Was she trying to sweet-talk my identity out of me? Fat chance.
That provocative tone confirmed she was fishing for info.
Normally I'd punish her right then by tweaking every spot, but I was hungry and still wiped out.
Decided to go nuclear and shake her off.
I was holding back to savor her later. What bullshit was this?
She'd reasoned it out her way, but she was way off base.
I held off on replying for now.
I was dying to know what situation had her typing shit like this.
Ordered some food, then grabbed the Large Onahole.
"This bitch ignoring me again. Went extra hard on purpose too."
She was in comfy short-sleeve tee and shorts.
Chin buried in a pillow, staring at her phone.
"Well, if you could fuck a girl like me but won't... yeah, you can't."
She wore a smug, nailed-it expression, but soon switched to dissatisfied, typing and deleting over and over.
"Fuck... even if you can't, ignoring me for three days? Me? That's shitty too."
Was she begging to get fucked or telling me to fuck off? Her mind flipped every three seconds.
Her pale, slender legs kicked the bed alternately, mirroring it.
"Found someone prettier? Ah... fuck it. Should I...?"
No clue how she landed there, but Han Hee-jin—oblivious to me watching—slipped off her shorts.
She yanked her panties down quick too, then spread a towel under her ass.
Clearly prepped, movements familiar.
She wedged a pillow diagonally against the headboard and buried her shoulder and head in it.
Then slid one hand inside her tee, between her arm and leg.
"Haa... hng... ugh..."
Handling treasure with care, slow and gentle. She rubbed her still-soft nipples and clit.
But that lasted only a moment. Eyes closed, she ramped up the speed.
"Uhng...! Haat... right there... ahk."
Five minutes in, her ass started lifting off the bed.
Legs stretched straight, quivering faintly—pussy juices staining her perineum.
"Cumming... cumming... cuuummming...! Hauuung...!"
Classic pre-orgasm tells.
Her arched body collapsed back onto the bed.
"Huu... uhhat... came but... why's it so meh...? Not like before."
Dissatisfied, she started up again.
It dragged on—even past delivery arriving, through me eating.
Looked like at least three orgasms, but her face stayed gloomy.
Food done, time to help.
Grabbed lube first, dripped a few drops on her swollen clit.
Lube Application
Clit & Vaginal Stimulation
"Haaaang...! Wha... what!"
The clit I'd thought maxed out swelled just a bit more.
I rubbed it with my finger right away, slathering lube inside her pussy too.
"Hey... hey...! Wait...! Thaaat... kuhuuung... uhuung...!"
She figured it was me and tried blocking her crotch with her hand—but as if that'd stop it.
Gently stroking her vaginal folds, I pressed hard on her clit.
Oil on her ultra-sensitive state? Explosive reaction.
She bit her tee to stifle sounds leaking out, her waist thrashing like never before.
Hitting erogenous zones together—her waist soon floated up.
"I'm cuuumm...! Cumming... cuuuu..."
The instant her body stiffened, I halted everything.
Han Hee-jin let out a dazed noise as the surging pleasure vanished.
"Ah... ah...! W-wait... why..."
Her loose eyes darted around, tongue lolling—damn erotic.
She started getting up from bed, so I resumed the teasing.
Han Hee-jin flopped right back down with a moan.
"Ahk...! Stop... you fucking dog..."
After a good while of it, curses mixed with pleas to stop.
I did exactly that.
"Uhhaa...! Ugh..."
Then Han Hee-jin reached for her pussy to chase the interrupted pleasure.
I fired off a warning message immediately.
Do Not Touch
A particularly strong buzz rattled through.
Han Hee-jin summoned superhuman willpower to stop her hand and check the message.
"Fuck..."
"What the fu... shit..."
She chewed her lip at the absurd condition.
But the hot, buzzing heat rising from below had fried her reason—she moved her hand to type.
A week was a week—key was her agreeing.
With that message, I hammered her pussy full-force.
Full-Force Pussy Assault
Squirting Imminent
"Huh aaaat...♡ Uhaaak...!"
Sweet moans as she squirted hard.
Midway through, but I kept going to milk every bit of pleasure.
"W-waiiiit...! Too... inteniiiise...!"
Her waist bucked wildly, spraying fluids everywhere.
I pushed her straight into a second orgasm. She collapsed onto the bed, making weird noises.
"Uh heeek... uhg... uk...! Hauung..."
Almost called it there, but a way to enforce the rule popped into mind.
I pulled out my dick and pressed it near her pussy.
"Uht...! Hey... no way you're... ugh...!!"
Rubbed her soaked entrance, nudged forward a bit.
The tip slipped in. Pushed more—something blocked further advance.
I tapped it without tearing, then pulled out.