Chapter 150
Chapter 150
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Touching Her During the Model Shoot
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Click. Click.
"Yes, perfect. Give me a bit more of a smile... That's it, just like that!"
Dazzling lights and cameras shone so brightly they hurt the eyes.
In the midst of them stood a woman whose beauty outshone everything else, striking pose after pose.
She was on a level that could crush most celebrities or actresses.
Even the staff around her couldn't tear their eyes away.
Soon the camera clicks slowed, and the main photographer raised his hand.
"That was perfect too, Miss Shin Ayoung. You seem like a natural at this. First time?"
"I'm just smiling, that's all."
"No, no. That expression isn't something just anyone can pull off. I'm staking my twenty years behind the camera on it."
"Thank you."
"Alright, twenty-minute break!"
Shin Ayoung was dressed in a casual white blouse and long jeans, a fresh summer look.
She sipped the coffee a staff member brought her and glanced to the side.
"How do I look today?"
Perfect. They call it celebrity makeup for a reason?
The kind that costs tens of thousands per session.
Her already pale skin gleamed with a luster, and her black hair shone even more vibrantly.
With makeup on top, her allure was several times stronger than usual.
I gave her a thumbs up and massaged her shoulders.
It felt like rubbing shoulders with a real celebrity, so I put extra effort into it.
"Wish you'd been able to come with me... But no outsiders allowed. Too bad, huh, Ghost?"
Nod, nod.
Come to think of it, it had been a while since we'd faced each other in avatar mode like this.
Shin Ayoung seemed to feel the same, calling me "Ghost" like old times and enjoying the vibe.
"Not bored? This goes on for two weeks, and we're cramming it all into Sundays, so it's dragging on."
-It's fine. Fresh seeing you in all these looks. The outfits suit you.
"Thanks. About an hour and change left—cool with that?"
-Of course. I'll wait.
I replied to longer messages via KakaoTalk since I couldn't write on paper.
I finished the massage and rolled my own stiff shoulders.
Couldn't be helped; I'd been holding the same pose for a while.
Since it was her first shoot, I'd come all the way here with her.
We'd planned a date after, so I was currently hunkered down in a nearby café.
The owner probably pegged me as some weirdo who'd been staring blankly at one spot for two hours.
Not friendly stares.
Little did they know, this guy was waiting for a busty supermodel-level babe!?
Wrapping my arm around that waist and walking out—owner's jaw drops! Part-timer's jaw drops!
...I endured with fantasies like that.
Anyway, watching Shin Ayoung's fashion shoot made time fly surprisingly fast, so it was bearable.
"Alright, let's get back to it!"
"Ghost, I'll be right back. Watch me close."
-Fighting.
The break ended before I knew it.
I maneuvered my avatar closer to Shin Ayoung again.
"Good... Smile a bit more..."
She had pro focus—no glance my way at all.
I knew it was important work, but naughty thoughts started sprouting in my mind.
I passed in front of her.
Her lips twitched ever so slightly, but her eyes stayed on the camera.
I waved my hand up and down. Still ignored. Felt like a real invisible man.
I reached for her chest but pulled back.
Touching would mess up the shape, and with all those eyes and cameras locked on, too risky.
Gave up on the front and circled behind. That perky ass and hips.
Over jeans, no less? Any guy who sees that and holds back ain't a man.
Twitch.
I traced the line down.
Jeans so tight they looked ready to burst, so even pressing hard, the flesh didn't give much.
I kneaded left, right, alternating, then slid to the center.
Thick pussy lips visible even through the fabric. Here, it was nice and soft.
I rubbed back and forth, pinching with my fingers.
"Eut..."
A small voice escaped, her ass jiggling.
Poking at her hole with my finger made her thighs clench inward.
As I enjoyed the reactions, the photographer bellowed.
"Next pose... Squat down, please!"
"Yes."
Her already ample ass thrust out even more.
In that peeing pose, the shape of her pussy outlined perfectly.
Cupping it with my palm, the summer-thin jeans let me feel the warmth.
Made me regret not being able to touch directly.
I spent the time groping her body here and there.
"Great work! Change into the next outfit and come back."
"Yes."
"And that last expression was killer. Eyes like you're devouring a man—perfect."
"Thank you."
Time flew while I was busy with her pussy.
As I pulled my hand away, Shin Ayoung glanced back.
"Ghost... Follow me to the changing room."
Click.
Door shut, she shot me a pouty glare.
She lightly smacked my chest.
"Seriously, touching me during the shoot?"
-Your outfit was too hot; hands moved on their own. Act of God.
"Think sweet talk will get you off the hook?"
-Sorry, sorry. But the photographer praised your expressions too. Won't do it again.
"...Fine. Wasn't too bad. But do something about this. It's driving me crazy."
Her fingertip pointed to my dick. Not fully hard, maybe 80%, but swinging enough.
-You're the one who's too sexy. Wouldn't grow seeing this? That ain't a man.
"Ugh..."
She fiddled with the glans, staying quiet. It went full mast thanks to her.
Moments later, like she'd made up her mind, Shin Ayoung peeked out and called someone.
"Excuse me... I'm a bit tense. Mind if I take ten more minutes?"
"Huh? Oh... I'll let the director know. Say something if you're uncomfortable."
"Thanks."
Door locked again. She stripped off her clothes one by one, down to underwear.
Not stopping, she reached back.
Slipping off.
Bra hit the floor, revealing her firm tits.
She pointed to a chair and knelt on her clothes atop it.
"Sit there. I'll take care of you real quick."
Warm cleavage hidden under clothes all day. She slipped my dick in and drooled spit over it.
"Ten minutes, but factor in dressing... Gotta cum in seven? I'll make it feel amazing."
Hurried spit meant not much lube, but the thrill of paizuri here made up for it.
Skin contact felt even better.
"If you'd held out, we could've done tons later. You're such a beast..."
She grinned and lowered her head. Brushed hair back, stuck out her tongue.
Licked up the glans a few times for stimulation, then pursed lips and engulfed the tip.
"Mmph... Mmm... Slurp... Smooch... Haa..."
Perfect technique scraping the ridge. But sucking hard without pace control—different from usual, like she meant to drain me.
"Slurrp... Slurp... Gulp gulp... Mmgh... Ngh!"
Tit-wrapped service blowjob made my thighs quake.
Wanted to stroke her head for connection, but gripped the armrests to save her makeup.
"Glrk... Hngh... Chuuup... Smooch... Smooch..."
Pure motions to milk semen. Pleasure building as outside grew noisy—break ending soon.
Shin Ayoung sensed it, bobbing faster and harder.
Orgasm surged; I gripped her shoulders tight.
Spurt... Spuuurt... Splurt...!
"Mmgh... Mm... Hnng... Haaa..."
Knock knock.
All cum expelled, strength fading, then the knock.
"Miss Shin Ayoung? Shooting's starting soon—come out in the next outfit."
She pulled away quick. Gulped down her mouthful, mumbled a reply.
"Yesh... Coming right out."
Grabbed her bra, slipped between my legs.
Rubbed her jaw like it hurt, stuck out her mouth.
"Smooch... Wait just a sec. I'll hurry."
Kissed my dick and started dressing. Transformed into a different fashion than when she entered.
Hand on the doorknob, she turned back.
"Made your dick feel good, so no more teasing till it's over, okay?"
I smacked her ass and nodded. She squeezed my dick once and headed out.
With a sly grin.
"...First time modeling? No retouching needed—these are insane."
"Nah, nothing special."
"Dead serious. Back-half shots especially—blown away."
"Maybe I relaxed during the break?"
She covered her mouth with her hair, just for me to see.
Then licked her lips. Utterly seductive.
"Wanna extend the contract?"
"Sorry, it's short-term. Got a lot to do over break."
"Shame... Well, great work today. Added a bit extra—hope to see you again."
"Thanks~"
End of shoot, praise pouring in.
Glancing at the computer screen, the photos were flawless—totally warranted.
I admired them inwardly, lost in the view.
Shin Ayoung nudged me, signaling to go.
I stayed by her side till we left the studio, then shut off avatar mode under the clear sky.
"Oppa~ I'm here."
"Welcome. Good work."
"You had it worse, waiting here the whole time."
A bit later, she approached and sat in the front seat.
Felt like every eye in the café was on us.
"Still before dinner—wanna chill here?"
"Nah. You were stuck here getting bored. Let's walk around."
"Grab coffee to go then."
"Sure."
At the counter for orders.
Owner fumbling the POS, eyes wide. Part-timer gawking while making drinks.
I flashed a victor's smile and headed out.
"Tuesday's Hye-yoon's birthday, right? Got her gift?"
"Picked out something pretty."
"Hmmm... Jealous. Know my birthday?"
"September 1st? Right when classes start."
"You knew?"
"How could I not? Got it memorized."
Actually asked her classmates since asking her felt weird.
Luckily, rumors of us had spread—no suspicion, all spilled freely.
"Phew. Was worried you forgot."
"No way... Anyway, birthday party at my place? Or rent a room?"
"I'd prefer... Your room."
"Cake, decorations... Lots to do."
"That's why I came with you today? Let's prep together."
Shin Ayoung hooked her arm in mine, pressing close.
Makeup still on—delicious scent hit my nose.
"Date with me first today, decorations tomorrow."
"Sure. That street up ahead?"
I pointed to the bustling area full of shops and fun spots.
"Let's go!"