Chapter 158
Chapter 158
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Did You Fuck the Condom Girl?
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I leaned forward, covering Yoon Hye-yoon's body with mine. I slipped my hands behind her, pressing my pubis fully against her stomach.
"I love how we're stuck together... Squeeze me tighter..."
She wrapped her arms around my back, hugging me so hard her breasts flattened against me.
Her pussy clenched just the same. It gripped my dick tight, refusing to let it slip out.
Even when I stayed still, it pulsed and contracted repeatedly, savoring my cock. How greedy could it be?
Once I was ready to thrust into Yoon Hye-yoon, I turned my gaze to the avatar.
Shin Ayoung clutched the pillow, letting out soft moans. Her face screamed she was dying to shake her hips but holding back.
Love juices dripped endlessly from our joined parts, and her waist trembled faintly. It was obvious.
"Hngggg... Ahng..."
"Ayoung. Want me to move?"
"Yesss. Hurry... This is torture..."
Right then, her cervix gave the head of my dick a tight kiss. Wonder whose that was.
"Was that you just now, Ayoung?"
"W-what do you mean?"
"Kissing my dick."
"...I did it. I didn't get to swallow any of Oppa Oppa's cum all day..."
She kept kissing with her cervix in a row. Now she was spoiling me with it here. So cute.
I smacked her ass once and started moving my hips. I could see the instant gush of tide.
"Haang... Ack..! So deep... Eut... Unghut.."
"Tide... Yes, that's it. Pound me harder..."
The sounds of flesh slapping echoed in all sorts of ways.
Yoon Hye-yoon's were muffled since our bodies were pressed so tight, but Shin Ayoung's were different. Her ass rippled with every hard thrust.
An overwhelmingly loud smack. She even rocked her hips in rhythm, letting my cock plunge even deeper.
The sight alone was erotic, but something felt missing. I grabbed Shin Ayoung's arms and yanked them back.
"Hkek..!? Hhaang..!"
Her upper body arched up automatically, unleashing her wildly bouncing tits. Intense enough to leave afterimages.
Especially those erect nipples at the tips—they stole the show.
"Ngheuu...! Haak... Eut... Hauk..!"
Her face was completely melted. Drool flew from her moaning mouth.
Seemed like she loved this position. I switched focus back to Yoon Hye-yoon.
"Tide..! Right at the end inside... Twirl it... Uhaa..."
Her legs were wrapped around my thighs like vines by now. Not much room to move.
Instead, I stretched my tongue to her neck.
"Euk...! Haaa... Ung.."
I licked and sucked up every drop of sweat. Her skin reddened—might leave a hickey later.
But who cares. It's proof she's mine.
I kept pistoning, heading toward her armpit next. Drawn by the thick pheromones.
But someone interrupted my plan.
"Heak... Suck here too... Hhaang.. Eut..!"
Yoon Hye-yoon grabbed my head, pulling it up for a lip lock. Hot, deep breaths invaded my mouth.
Her tongue joined as the latecomer.
"Ngheut...! Hhat.. Eut.. Eut.. Chuuk.."
Kissing made her pussy clench so tight it hurt. A few more thrusts like that, and electricity shot up my spine.
I wondered what face Yoon Hye-yoon was making right now.
Best to cum while looking at your partner's face. I reached up and removed her blindfold.
Just as expected—total mess.
Her eyes were so hazy, I wondered if she could even see me. But they brimmed with happiness.
I unleashed a massive load right then.
I wanted to keep feeling her sweet gasps and trembling body forever.
I switched positions and started pounding again.
"Hoo... I'm beat."
"What? You're usually full of energy, but today you're half-dead?"
"It happens."
The birthday orgy frenzy. Four times in the morning, three during the day, five at night.
And two more this morning when we woke up.
I didn't realize it at the time, but three straight days of nonstop sex wrecked my body. It was screaming now.
Just a few hours ago, I'd gotten morning blowjobs from Shin Ayoung and Yoon Hye-yoon.
Counting titjobs and fellatio too, the cumshots were even more.
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday morning. Animal Kingdom had nothing on us.
Still impressed I didn't turn into a mummy.
Han Hee-jin, oblivious to it all, poked me playfully.
"What's up? Wasn't yesterday someone's birthday? Did you... spend the whole night with her?"
She's got a nose for this stuff. That sly grin said her imagination was running wild.
I kept it vague on purpose—admit nothing, or it'd stay fantasy.
"Think whatever. Can I skip today, though?"
"Don't wanna come tomorrow?"
"That's cold. I've been working hard."
"Fine, deduct today's pay then."
You cheapskate. I got up and headed to the stockroom.
Shelved some stuff half-assed, then plopped in the corner and pulled out my phone.
The first greetings were these notifications. I'd left them for 10 days on purpose.
To see how many times Han Chae-ah masturbated.
Timestamps showed every other day. Twice on rest days like Sunday or Monday—perfect match.
I pictured Han Chae-ah from earlier. Dripping raw sex appeal everywhere.
Did the videos influence her subconsciously? Every gesture and move looked slutty.
What changed? She wasn't that seductive last week.
Anyway, another issue popped up.
han_zazi123: What?
No chat since the last message between Han Hee-jin and me.
I gave her three masturbation vouchers—why not use them? Did she eat something weird?
Thought she'd hit me up within days of her first time. Way off.
'Saving them for when she's pent up? Ten days should be enough...'
Yoon Hye-yoon too, Han Hee-jin too. Masturbation fasting challenge trendy lately?
Or Han Chae-ah fills them up, so masturbation equivalence holds.
Silly thoughts as I stepped out from the counter.
Ding-dong.
Door opened—a super familiar face.
"Hye-yoon. What's up?"
"Just shopping and wanted to see your face. You okay?"
"Surviving, as you see."
"Good. Ayoung unnie said you've been suffering these past few days."
She sighed in relief and vanished into the aisles.
Soon, checkout done. Yoon Hye-yoon handed energy drinks to me and Han Hee-jin.
"Here."
"Th-thanks. But why me?"
"Just 'cause you work with Oppa. Take care of him."
Yoon Hye-yoon eyed Han Hee-jin up and down.
If looks could laser-scan, that'd fit.
She quickly schooled her gaze, flashed a bright smile, and left.
Ding-dong.
"Thanks~"
Han Hee-jin's fake smile. Door shut, face hardened instantly.
She eyed the drink suspiciously, then muttered.
"You fucked the condom girl, right?"
"Watch your mouth. What's 'condom girl' to a customer."
"That's all I remember. Anyway, did you?"
"Told you it's a secret. You only talk sex around me all day. Nothing but sex in that head?"
"Just curious."
I made a fed-up face, looked away. Then a spark hit me.
'Fan these flames more—might get a message today?'
Body's sore, but not dead. Balls could handle three rounds.
Masturbation voucher? I'd make it one-and-done. Plenty of leeway.
I flashed my sales smile, spun the chair. Big bait for the big fish.
"That curious, huh?"
"Huh? Gonna spill?"
"What exactly you wanna know?"
"...Creepy sudden change. Same question: Did you fuck that condom girl earlier?"
"Fucked her brains out yesterday. Morning, noon, night."
Han Hee-jin gulped. Disbelieving face.
"All day? Bullshit."
"Truth. Kept going till she was half-unconscious. Begged me to stop at the end."
Last part's a lie, obviously. She begged for more. Never happened.
But Han Hee-jin wouldn't know.
"Bed soaked through. Cleaning took forever."
"Oppa wouldn't... Don't buy it."
"I don't lie. And with the energy drink and 'suffering' comment? You get it."
Casual bait drop. Her thigh twitched—hooked.
Hands clasped tight as she muttered.
"That feeling... back to back... Eut.."
Meant as a whisper, but my perked ears caught it clear.
For her, who only came once her first time, multiples must sound alien.
Mission success—mental high-five. She went quiet after.
I didn't push talk. Shift ended like that.
At home chilling, app showed something fun.
"Oh, this? Buried under VR notifs."
Waiting for Han Hee-jin's message—perfect time-killer.
Tapped it.
"...Transformation function?"