Chapter 144
Chapter 144
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Chapter 144 - 143 자위 이용권 사용할래
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Translator: crow
Chapter 144: Redeeming the Masturbation Voucher
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Late at night, the empty subway station interior was deserted.
Just in case, I scanned the surroundings once more.
Swoosh.
No one was around.
I patted my chest in relief and looked at the locker in front of me.
A great system that stores your belongings for a set time after inserting some coins.
There was only one reason I'd come here.
To deliver a gift to Han Heejin after her shift ended, I'd come to the nearby station.
I opened my bag and pulled out a shopping bag.
After confirming the contents were intact, I stored it in the locker.
I wanted to message her to come pick it up now, but given the hour...
To avoid suspicion, I decided to send it later.
The next afternoon.
She accepted that right away?
Was my worth really that low? Depressing.
Still, at least I'd handled the gift for Han Heejin. That was a relief.
For Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon, I could hand theirs over in person when the chance came up.
That left one item: the breast pump.
I'd never even tried it, much less seen one up close.
I planned to use it on Han Chae-ah, but suddenly I was curious what it felt like.
I decided to experiment. Curiosity always gets the better of me.
I grabbed the Large Onahole and attached the breast pump to her breasts.
Han Heejin was in a completely unaroused state right now.
The nipples hidden in her slit made that clear.
I turned on voyeur mode and pressed the power button.
"Eek!!"
"Heejin, what's wrong!?"
"N... nothing. I almost dropped something while arranging the display."
"Oh dear... Be careful."
The suction was so strong that her nipple popped out immediately.
But the breast pump sucked even harder to fulfill its purpose.
Even though there was no milk.
I switched it to auto mode. Max speed.
"Eek... Mm... Haaah... Hah..."
Her nipples were fully swollen now.
But the breast pump just sucked harder for its original purpose.
As if demanding milk that wasn't there.
"Ah... Eek... Hngh..."
Her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she enjoyed the pulling sensation on her nipples.
It looked enjoyable enough, but hating to show this side in front of her sister, she hurriedly typed in the chat.
It was just a test, and that was the reaction. What would happen with oil?
Curiosity satisfied for now, I let it slide.
Time passed. During her shift, when things quieted down, Han Heejin spoke up.
"Oppa Woojin."
"Yeah?"
"Can I step out for a bit?"
"You're the boss here. Do what you want."
"It'll take about 30 minutes."
"Fine. Go ahead."
Finally heading out.
I was looking forward to seeing her reaction to the contents.
"Be right back."
"Sure."
As soon as Han Heejin stepped out, I pulled the Onahole from my bag.
Tucked it into my waistband and watched her adventure.
"Hah... What the hell, making me pick it up mid-shift... Such a pain."
Grumbling Han Heejin. But her steps were light, like she was excited.
She arrived at the subway locker, found the number, and opened it.
"What's so special they had to do it like this... Clothes or... something."
She rummaged through the shopping bag, then suddenly froze.
A sturdy pillar lying beneath scraps of fabric.
She lifted it curiously at first, but once she recognized the shape, she shoved it back deep inside.
"Crazy... Why this?"
Worried someone might peek inside, she rolled up the opening and sealed it tight.
Back at the convenience store, Han Heejin returned. Pretending ignorance, I pointed at the shopping bag.
"Looks like you went shopping hard? What'd you buy?"
"Secret. I'll kill you if you look."
"Just asking, why so scary."
"It's personal. Absolutely do not look."
She stashed it behind the counter, dragged a chair over, and sat blocking the path.
She treated it so preciously that she even took it to the bathroom.
Later, when Han Chae-ah returned and asked what was in it like I had, she stonewalled with privacy excuses.
*
Back home, Han Heejin locked her door right away and opened the shopping bag.
She pulled out the top item: clothes.
"Whoa... What the fuck is this..."
Shiny black top, mesh stockings, and a matching bunny headband.
Anyone could tell it was a bunny girl cosplay outfit.
But there was a problem.
Heart-shaped holes in the important areas.
The other outfits were the same.
Maid, nurse, police, all of them.
Fine. I could overlook that much.
She'd been interested anyway.
But this... she had no idea what to do.
Han Heejin picked up the flesh-and-pink dildo.
So realistic it seemed alive.
Gripping it, she could almost feel a pulse.
Impossible, but still.
'I put this in my mouth...? And swallowed the cum from it...'
She recalled a few days ago.
Her mind blanked from going at it so hard that she unknowingly allowed oral.
'Wasn't bad.'
Her hand traced the bulging veins on the dildo.
Her body heated up again for no reason.
If it smelled or looked gross, sure.
But it was kinda pretty, huge in size and girth, easing her prejudice a bit.
'A dick like this...'
She brought her mouth close to the dildo.
No smell, but she sniffed anyway, tongue flicking out.
Unknown origin or not, she could forgive a dick.
Though the bossy chat commands pissed her off.
Still, from what she'd seen, he wasn't a total psycho.
The stream started for attention and praise anyway.
Interest would fade eventually, so why not enjoy it?
As long as no insertion.
Lick.
Her lips wrapped the glans tip.
The cool temperature below body heat was a shame, but her warm mouth heated it quickly.
"Mmgh... Ngh... So big... Hng..."
The absurd masturbation ban, and her following it blindly was weird, but the commanding feel wasn't bad.
The payoff was insane pleasure, so no loss.
'Haven't touched myself directly... Not masturbation? Even if I did, how would he know? Not watching 24/7.'
She took it deeper.
How long since she tongued its shape into her mind?
Jaw aching, she pulled off.
The dildo gleamed slick under the fluorescent light.
Her pussy throbbed.
She grabbed her phone to message, then hesitated.
Two days ago was one thing, but using a voucher now might look desperate?
Tiny pride reared up, but rising lust crushed it.
Besides, just a mouth finish duplicated the voucher, so no holding back.
*
A late-night vibration. As expected.
Sisters, after all.
Even Han Chae-ah, clueless about men, got hooked on the dildo her first day and masturbated.
Han Heejin, who indulged often and knew extreme pleasure, couldn't hold out.
Planning to push harder today.
I brought the Large Onahole and oil. She'd already changed.
I'd considered using the breast pump if Han Chae-ah was VR-ing.
But she was asleep early from fatigue.
I was thinking of bed when the message came.
She spaced out a bit, then got up from bed.
She quietly opened the door to the pitch-black living room.
Sofa against the wall, low rectangular table in front.
Han Heejin grimaced briefly but obeyed.
Squatting, pussy right against the dildo tip.
I applied oil to her clit and pussy entrance.
Thighs quivered at each touch. She somehow stayed silent.
Deliberately slow and persistent, I heated her up max.
Effects immediate.
Her sex flushing red, hole twitching, seeking soothing.
Before she ramped up, one more.
Han Heejin read it.
Her pussy peeled off the dildo like glued.
Click.
Eyes dazzled momentarily, then a flushed-faced Han Heejin.
Nipples poking through black fabric.
Fully erect, obvious state.
She propped her phone opposite the sofa and hit record.
Then climbed the table, posed.
"Eek... Haa... I'll do it... as fast as possible."
Soon, wet sounds from the junction.
That sparked her hips moving.
"Hngh... Ah... Can't make noise..."
Hands back to sofa for balance, like pole dancing.
Legs spread wide, rubbing the full 20cm evenly.
The masturbation show began.
Moans leaked soon.
"Haaang... Ngh..."
Bit her lip to stifle, no use.
Especially when clit hit glans, repeat.
"Ngh... Mm... Hah...!"
Later, focused on glans.
Body knew best spot, refused others.
3 minutes in, pre-climax speed-up.
Floor slick with fluids.
Glazed eyes, she lifted hips high.
Posture slipped slightly.
Descending pussy kissed dildo.
Tip dug into folds, she squirted hard.
"Hnnngh...! Haaaah... Squirting...!"
Clear fluid splashed to her phone spot.
Even mid-orgasm, hips twisted tasting dildo, prolonging pleasure.
'Close call.'
Thought it'd break her hymen for a sec.
No blood, luckily some reason left, stopped just short.
Consecutive messages buzzed.
Realizing her mess, she quickly reset.
Eager for more, she grabbed tissues to clean.
Wiped floor and table spotless, held dildo, typed.