Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Experiment and Sex
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After Yoon Hye-yoon left, I opened the window to air out the room.
While the booze stench faded, I cleaned up the remaining trash and mopped the floor to wrap things up.
Once the tidying was done, I grabbed the onahole from the desk.
I'd been too flustered earlier to check it properly, but with no pubic hair, it looked like it was linked to Shin Ayoung.
Just to be safe, I spread the pussy lips and peered inside. Thankfully? No hymen.
"If I'd set it to Yoon Hye-yoon before crashing last night, that would've been a total disaster..."
She'd griped about being neglected for three weeks, but to be precise, that wasn't quite right.
Ever since discovering the cheat that just keeping the onahole nearby racked up points, I'd made a habit of touching it every night before bed.
That said, she didn't get off every single time, and I'd sometimes roll over and lose contact in my sleep, so the gains weren't huge.
'Been a while. Let's take a peek.'
Last time I'd checked, it was at 45 points. Now it had doubled. Just four more "sessions" and it'd break 100.
The long-awaited voyeur mode was within reach.
Once I nailed semi-transparent mode and physical interaction, hitting 200 points would be a breeze.
But first, I needed to know exactly how I appeared to others to avoid risky situations. Since the topic came up, I decided to run some tests on Shin Ayoung right then.
'She just took the same exam as me, so she's probably chilling.'
I pulled out the large onahole I'd stashed away and pictured Shin Ayoung. There she was, lying on her familiar bed and chatting on the phone.
A guy's voice drifted faintly from the smartphone speaker.
"Yeah, oppa, all my exams are done today. Huh? Wanna do a date this weekend? Where to?"
From the way she was talking, it sounded like her boyfriend.
Once the call ended, Shin Ayoung got up and headed to her closet.
"Hmm... a date... It's mid-April already. Do I even have anything to wear?"
She opened the closet door, revealing a packed array of clothes. Coats, blazers, blouses, knits, sweatshirts... pants... and more.
It was an unimaginable volume for someone like me who just rotated through a handful of outfits.
"This one's... winter wear, can't do that. This... it'd be too hot right now..."
She pulled pieces out one by one, holding them up to her body, then swapping them out in dissatisfaction.
I positioned myself behind her where the mirror was visible and poked her shoulder with my finger.
"Who...? Ghost oppa?"
She wasn't even screaming anymore. Looked like she'd gotten used to me popping up out of nowhere.
She turned around. But since she couldn't see me, she called out again.
"Ghost oppa? You there?"
I peered into the mirror over her shoulder. No sign of me at all.
'Transparency plus physical force: completely invisible to her.'
I jotted down the result and moved to the next test. This time, I tickled her armpit.
"Kyaa! What the... that tickles."
Her suddenly spread armpit clamped shut, squeezing my finger.
'Transparency plus physical: she can touch me too.'
I ran through every combination systematically and noted them down. Here's what I'd compiled:
Transparency + Physical: Invisible to target, mutual physical interaction possible.
Semi-transparent + Physical: Visible only to target, no mirror reflection, mutual physical interaction possible.
- Only my body silhouette shows; no matter how many layers or weird outfits I wear, same result.
- Facial expressions too—no reaction even to bizarre faces.
I committed the key points to memory and switched back to semi-transparent mode.
She was in the middle of a full-on fashion show, swapping outfits nonstop. Spotting me, she asked me to pick one for her.
Her face and figure could make anything work, so I casually pointed to a dress and cardigan.
"Hmm... the colors clash too much. Pick something else."
"That one's a bit..."
...Was my fashion sense off?
They all looked fine to me.
After repeated rejections, I just stood there. Shin Ayoung clapped her hands and said,
"Nothing really grabbed me anyway. Wanna hit the department store together tomorrow?"
Department store? Not a bad idea. I nodded, and she set the clothes aside with a sultry tone.
"Then we'll shop for outfits tomorrow... It's been so long since you visited. Wanna... do it once...?"
Still in her underwear, she unhooked her bra and came onto me.
Last time had been at the library, and with midterms dragging seven days, it'd been exactly a week.
She sat on the bed, cupped her breasts, and teased her nipples with her index fingers.
They were already swollen with arousal.
"Haang... hng...♡ Look at my tits... Don't they look tempting?"
She spread her cleavage just enough to beckon me in.
Then she stuck out her tongue and let saliva drip between her breasts.
She smeared the slowly trickling drool across her inner cleavage, coating it evenly before spreading them wide.
A sticky thread stretched between the valley, wafting a lewd scent.
I found myself stepping closer without thinking, rubbing my dick against the underside of her breasts.
Knowing the saliva wasn't enough lube, she kept her tongue out, dripping more.
The warm fluid hit my glans and spread, soon enveloping the whole shaft.
Slippery enough to move, I eased my dick in slowly.
It wrapped around me flawlessly and softly, just like a real pussy—as she'd bragged.
"Unng... your dick's so hot..."
All the way in, her underboob pressed against my groin, my glans reaching her face.
She stared at it blankly before extending her tongue to lick upward along the shaft.
"Chup... chu... It's throbbing like crazy."
She planted a kiss on the tip. Then, without pause, swallowed it into her mouth.
When I tugged back slightly, her head followed greedily, like she couldn't bear to let go of something so tasty.
The sight was too erotic—my dick twitched on its own.
I savored the feel of her breasts while gradually picking up speed, and she pressed from outside to make it even tighter.
Right as I was really getting into it, semen started building. My dick swelled, and she clocked it instantly.
She pursed her lips and bobbed her head rapidly back and forth.
Spurt... spuuurt... spurt...
A week's buildup meant it just kept coming.
The forceful jets battered the roof of her mouth and her throat, making her head shudder each time—but she never let my dick slip free.
"Nnghut... hng... ungh..."
Even after I stopped cumming, she kept moving, sucking out every last drop lingering in my urethra.
She finally released after a full three minutes.
"Puhaa..."
She swished it around in her mouth before gulping it down with an audible swallow.
"A week's worth of cum... so thick...♡ It clings all sticky to my throat... keeps catching."
She rubbed her throat a few times and swallowed more saliva.
Then she gaped her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.
"I swallowed it all. Inspect the inside♡"
I grabbed her tongue and pretended to inspect, peering around.
Neat white teeth, vivid red interior, saliva that looked almost sweet.
It wasn't a mouth anymore—it was a hole made for pleasuring dick.
I let go, patted her head, and praised her. Thrilled, she immediately spread her legs.
Pussy juices had already soaked the bedsheet.
I slid a finger into the drenched hole instead of my dick.
The vaginal walls clenched tight around the intruder. I rubbed gently, alternating clockwise and counterclockwise.
"Hnnng...! Right there... harder♡ Hiit... haaaang..."
I deliberately avoided her sensitive spots, so she bucked her hips to grind against my finger herself.
Her G-spot reacted strongest—her waist jerked every time I brushed it.
"Don't tease... the upper part of my pussy, squeeze it♡ Press hard..."
After some playful torment, she begged first, her face utterly melted.
I ramped up the fingering and placed my other hand on her clit.
"Eheeit... both at once! Gaa... I'm cumming... my pussy's cumming♡"
No sooner had the words left her lips than her back arched like a bow and locked rigid.
The orgasm crashed over her all at once—she convulsed, letting out beastly cries.
Squirt... sqquirt... shhhuu...
"Kguhhut...!! Hnnnggg...♡ Koo... haaaang... so good."
Her squirting synced perfectly with her moans.
I pulled my fingers free, and frothy white fluid gushed out as her pussy spasmed wildly.
She panted roughly, coming down. Still not satisfied, she spread her hole wider.
"Haa... haa... Now put your big dick, Ghost Oppa...♡ in my pussy hole. Hurry..."
"I'll squeeze as hard as I can to make you feel amazing... fill me deep with your hot cum...♡"
Her voice dripped with seduction as she shamelessly spewed filthy talk.
No way I could hold back after that. I thrust right in.
Piercing her tight vagina, I advanced slowly until my glans bumped her cervix.
Shin Ayoung let out a small moan and squirted lightly at the same time.
Post-climax, it wasn't much, but she'd definitely cum again.
I held still until she settled, then shifted slightly.
But her vaginal walls clamped down hard, like don't you dare move.
"Unnggg... hiiit...♡ Wait... don't moooove...!"
Even the tiniest motion drew weird noises and tremors from her waist.
Even motionless, her inner folds scraped me constantly—felt incredible. Still, I wanted to pound her properly.
I ignored the shaking and started thrusting. Scraping her walls relentlessly, tapping her cervix over and over, until ejaculation built.
I slammed deepest when it rose.
Spurt... spuuurt...
"Knghut...! Hhaat... came..."
Her back bucked violently. Exhausted from multiple peaks, she looked drained.
But she stayed conscious, slurring through a slack tongue.
"Hehe... my puss... feel good? My head's still...♡ haa... all white..."
With that, her eyes fluttered shut. The lingering buzz from the drinks hit me too—sleep crashed in.
I shook off the drowsiness long enough to clean up in the bathroom. Lying on the bed, my eyelids drooped.
Right before drifting off, her words resurfaced: that promise to hit the department store together.
But what time?
That was my last thought as sleep claimed me.