Chapter 218
Chapter 218
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Inverted Nipples Reveal
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"What...? Don't bullshit me."
"Why would I bullshit you? You saw me hit the timer too."
Han Heejin crawled out from under me, looking utterly disbelieving. Her face was a mess of cum as she held out her hand.
"Lemme see it."
"No, go wash up first. You have any idea what you look like right now?"
I turned on the camera and switched to selfie mode. Her bangs and the front of her face were covered in sticky white globs.
It looked insanely hot in the bright light.
"Eek..."
Finally realizing her state, Han Heejin ducked her head hurriedly. She turned toward the bathroom and murmured quietly.
"I'll go wash up. Keep an eye on the counter for me."
"I need to wash up too, so hurry back."
"Got it."
No cleanup blowjob, huh? I wiped myself off roughly with some tissue, and then my pocket buzzed.
[Store Manager]
Oh yeah, she'd told me to come to the office when I wasn't busy. She'd said to call before heading out, but this seemed urgent—she'd called first.
I cleared my throat and hit the call button.
"Hello?"
"Yeah. Woojin. You super busy right now?"
"We had a rush of customers until just now, so things finally calmed down."
"I see... I called 'cause I thought you might've forgotten. Sorry if you're swamped."
"No way I'd forget what you said, Manager. Heejin's in the bathroom right now—soon as she gets back, we'll head out."
"Okay. ...Can you make it in under 20 minutes?"
Heejin washing up: 10 minutes. Me washing my dick: 1 minute. Walking there: 10 minutes. Yeah, that'd work.
And if I was running late, I could just sprint. I answered Han Chae-ah's anxious question with confidence.
"Plenty of time."
"Great. I'll be waiting."
Her tone was so bright, I could picture her beaming. What the hell had she prepared to call me in so desperately?
Now I was the one dying of curiosity. Bursting with anticipation, I waited impatiently for Heejin to hurry up.
"Whew... You came buckets, you monster..."
As I killed time, the toilet flushed, and Heejin burst out of the storage room. Her shell-shocked expression told me just how messy it'd been.
"Proof enough? Not premature, dick's huge, stamina's insane?"
"Yeah, I'll give you the stamina king title. But premature? Jury's still out."
What the hell kinda nonsense was that? I shot her a glare conveying my thoughts, and she sneakily glanced at the bulge in my pants.
"It was my first handjob—I didn't do it right. You've got experience, so you're used to it, but I'm not."
"So what's your point?"
"Rematch tomorrow."
She looked up at me so boldly. Was it gutsy? Or just good at finding excuses?
Either way, doing it again sounded great, so I nodded right away.
"Fine. But today's bet—I won, right?"
"Huh? You didn't forget...?"
"I'm gonna kill you. Tryna weasel out like that?"
"When did I say I was weaseling? I was just gonna remind you if you'd forgotten."
She was squirming suspiciously. Avoiding my eyes and scratching her cheek? Yeah, right.
Time to teach her a lesson.
"I can't quite remember... What'd you say you'd do if I won?"
"Uh... Praise you?"
"Kid's barely 20 and already got a mouth fulla bad habits."
"Haha..."
I switched to a serious face, and a rotten smile crept across Heejin's. I took a slow step forward.
I reached out, and she flinched back a step.
"Why're you running?"
"You gonna do it right now...?"
"You said you'd show me with your own mouth, and now you're backing out?"
"No... I didn't say I wouldn't show 'em, but right now..."
"You jerked me off right here—what's the big deal? Hurry up and strip."
Heejin had come out of the bathroom faster than expected, so we had about 5 minutes to spare.
It was just flashing her tits anyway—plenty of time.
"Pervert. Telling me to flash in public like that."
"No stalling. Hurry up. The manager called while you were in the bathroom. Asking when I'm coming."
"...Fine. Turn around."
"I'm gonna see your bare tits anyway—what's it matter? Just flash 'em."
"Watching me undress ain't the same as just seeing the tits?"
Wasn't it? If anything, the undressing might be hotter. She straightened her neck stiffly, then let out a long sigh and surrendered.
Confirming the store was empty, she grabbed the hem of her short-sleeved top with both hands.
The bottom edge rode up her tight jeans, revealing a perfect innie navel. Then her toned abs and waist for a moment—she reached back, fumbling with something.
Click.
The faint outline of her bra strap vanished. The support fell limply to the floor.
Yet her breasts held their perfect round shape without sagging. Staring at the mounds pressing against her top, Heejin gripped the hem tight.
"Look close... The tits you said were pretty before."
With that, she lifted the front fabric just for my eyes. White underboob first, then red areolae. And then...
"Fair warning... Don't laugh when you see."
"Why?"
"You'll get it."
She hesitated, then yanked the fabric up to mid-chest. Her breasts jiggled once, revealing the full view.
Firm, perky teardrop shape without a hint of sag. Pretty.
I'd seen them tons in voyeur mode, but IRL felt totally different.
I couldn't look away—then suddenly, the shirt dropped back down.
"Why cover up already?"
"That was plenty. So... your thoughts?"
"Too quick—no time to appreciate. Lemme see again?"
I shrugged shamelessly, and she bit her lip, grabbing the collar again.
Slower this time, but inching up to the full upper curves.
Lush flesh gleaming under the fluorescent lights. But what caught my eye was something else.
Areolae seeming even redder, and inverted nipples shyly hiding.
Noticing my gaze, she turned her head aside.
"Weird... right?"
"What? The inverted nipples?"
"Yeah..."
Where'd her confidence go? That crawling voice. Hadn't she psyched herself up to flash from the start?
The gap made me chuckle.
"Inverted nipples are hot as hell. And don't they pop out when you get turned on?"
"They... do."
"Lemme see."
"You're insane!? No way."
Losers don't get a say. I leaned down till I was right in her cleavage.
Tongue out and it'd touch. My breath hit, and she shivered.
"Wh-what're you doing? The deal was just to show."
"I know. Just stay still."
Watching, goosebumps rose—must be getting excited. A nipple peeked from the slit. Not enough.
"Hoo..."
"Eek..!"
My breath drew a soft moan. The nipple pushed out more.
I resisted sucking and kept huffing warm air.
"Hnn... haa... ah...! How long... you gonna do this?"
"Till it's fully out. Then I'll give my review."
Held her review hostage to satisfy my urge. Inverted nipples were her complex, but to me? Pure fetish fuel.
A few more breaths, and it swelled to avatar size.
"Pretty tits."
"...Pretty?"
"Said it before—great shape, big, hot."
I pulled back, memorizing the full view. Looking up, Heejin was fighting a grin, lips twitching.
That happy from praise?
"Gotta head to the manager now. You can get dressed."
"Okay."
She beamed, grabbing her bra. As she cupped her breasts to hook it...
The door swung open.
"Kyaa!"
Forgetting we were in a convenience store, she yelped and yanked her shirt down.
No-bra now, the shapes showed blatantly through the fabric. Plus two sharp nipples poking the cloth.
Sneakily erotic as hell.
"Oppa...?"
"Yeah?"
"Lemme just throw on my bra quick—can you watch the counter before you go?"
"If the manager chews me out for being late, you taking responsibility?"
"In... instead!"
Spotting room for negotiation, she thought fast. Grimacing cutely for a sec.
Her offer? Irresistible sweetness.
"If I win tomorrow's handjob bet... you can touch 'em."
"Bare tits, obviously?"
"Yeah."
"Deal. Get changed in the back."
Her scampering off bra-in-hand was adorable. Touching those tits for real, though.
Today's 5-minute handjob was bearable, but if she went all-out knowing my weakness...
'It'll work out somehow.'
Win, and I grope tits. Lose, she flashes dick. No biggie.
I switched with Heejin when she returned and stepped out. About 7 minutes left.
Brisk pace would get me there just in time.
But better early than exact. I called Han Chae-ah to let her know I was coming.
"Yeah, Woojin."
"Should be there in 5."
"Okay. Be careful."
Her soft voice fueled me for a run. What'd our manager prepare?