Chapter 304
Chapter 304
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Han Chae-ah's Cosplay
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Beep beep beep...
I punched in the password just as Chae-ah noona had taught me, and the living room from last time unfolded right before my eyes.
The interior was dark—familiar, yet somehow not.
'I'd always just pop in before, but opening the door like this feels kinda surreal.'
Coming in alone only heightened the weird dissonance.
I took a deep breath and headed straight for Han Chae-ah's room.
Glancing at the time, it was exactly 10 o'clock.
There was an hour-long gap, but factoring in until the sisters got off work, I'd have to wait about 20 more minutes.
For now, I decided to send Chae-ah noona a certification shot.
Contrary to my expectation of an instant reply, the little '1' next to the message refused to disappear.
Looks like she's tied up with something.
I pocketed my phone and decided to poke around the room during this brief lull.
I knew snooping through someone else's room was wrong, but I wanted to check if the stuff I'd given her ages ago was still there.
Absolutely no ulterior motives.
"First... the dick-shaped dildo under the bed, right?"
I fumbled around and grabbed hold of something.
Under the bright fluorescent light, out came a dildo that looked a bit more discolored than before.
The wireless-connected onahole hadn't a speck of dust, but this was just a standard replica molded from my shape, so that explained it.
'Not using it anymore?'
I wondered if it was discoloration from heavy use or just age.
I brought it close to my nose—no grape scent.
Come to think of it, she might've said she'd been holding back for days just to be with me.
Abstaining from masturbation for even better sex with me? Adorably impressive.
I put it back in place and eyed the wardrobe.
No phone alert about the VR activating, so I'd forgotten about it.
The VR gear that had really piqued her interest had to be buried deep in there.
Creak...
"Hasn't been used in forever, huh."
This one had a bit of dust too.
I brushed it off roughly and slipped it on.
The screen lit up, displaying the exact same menu as before.
Except now, after Shin Ayoung, Yoon Hye-yoon, Han Chae-ah, and Han Hee-jin, Park Seo-yoon's name had been added.
"It auto-updates, huh? Better reset this."
Updates happening without the owner's knowledge? Creepy as hell.
Good thing I caught it now.
I pored over the settings, manually tweaking anything that looked remotely risky.
Of course, when Han Chae-ah logged in, hers and Han Hee-jin's wouldn't show.
Even if it applied corrections like changing locations or faces, better safe than sorry.
Once the reset was done and I set it back, a KakaoTalk message arrived.
That last line was loaded with meaning.
Did she mean for me to shower first?
No sweat from the taxi ride anyway, so I decided to just chill.
I killed time idly when—bang—the sound of the front door slamming echoed from outside.
Heavy footsteps, deliberately loud to announce her presence, stopped right at the door. Then, in stark contrast, it creaked open cautiously.
Han Chae-ah, peeking her head in like she was afraid someone might see.
The moment she spotted me, she flashed a smile and slipped inside.
"You really came."
"As if I'd bail."
"Just checking. If you hadn't... well, you'd be in deep shit."
What kind of trouble? I didn't dare ask as I scanned her up and down.
Her hands were loaded with shopping bags.
"What's with all the bags?"
"Oh... just grabbed some stuff."
She sealed up the entrance so I couldn't peek and set them on the desk.
I didn't hide my curiosity, but she stepped in front of me to block my view, like don't look.
Leaning down until her cleavage was in full view, she brought her face close.
Honestly, that was way better than whatever was in the bags.
"You shower yet?"
"Nah."
"Wanna join me? Help noona wash up."
I followed her humming tune into the bathroom.
Our eyes met in the mirror, and she spun around, arms wide.
"Undress me."
Her coquettish tone made my hands move on autopilot.
I wrapped one arm around her waist and reached behind to her back.
Click.
Unhooked the bra, and she naturally raised her arms.
Her sticky gaze urging me to hurry.
I stroked her soft skin, slowly lifting the fabric to reveal her smooth underarms and those ever-tempting tits.
Even after feasting my eyes that morning, my dick twitched right away.
As if reading my mind, Han Chae-ah shook her hips and started tying up her disheveled hair.
I kept my eyes locked on her breasts regardless, and she lifted the corner of her mouth slightly.
"Staring like that makes me shy."
"You asked me to undress you—what's there to be shy about?"
"I asked you to undress me, not leer like a perv."
Too logical to argue.
I just chuckled and lowered my hands.
Riiiip...
Unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, revealing panties clinging to her skin, radiating heat. Her plump labia made the cameltoe strikingly clear.
A quick appraisal later, I stripped away the last scraps of fabric covering her.
I admired her stunning nude form, and she reached out to me.
"My turn now."
Her touch, far stickier than mine, traced my abs like she was savoring every ridge.
"Working out hard, huh? Still got that six-pack... body all firm..."
"Gotta hit the gym steady to impress you, noona."
"Aw, you don't have to say that."
She knew it was blatant flattery but beamed anyway.
Then, like a switch flipped, she yanked off my top in a flash.
"Already hard down here? My tits do that to you?"
"How could it not?"
"Noona's body's insane, right?"
Han Chae-ah playfully poked at the bulge tenting my pants.
Once she confirmed how hard it was, she let out a deep huff and slid my pants all the way down.
"...When the hell does this thing ever go soft?"
"Beats me."
"Rolled around with Hee-jin all night, fucked me this morning, and it's still raring to go."
She gently wrapped her hand around my dangling cock.
It flushed deeper red with every throb.
She stayed still like time had frozen, then slowly tugged me into the shower by my dick.
Shhhhh...
She turned on the water and pointed to the body wash while showing off her snowy-white back.
"Lather my back nice and gentle first."
Skipping to full-body was implied.
I squeezed out a generous glob and placed both hands on her shoulders.
"Hnn..."
Ignoring her big shiver, I worked my way downward.
Foam spread to her lower back and hip line, and I grabbed a full handful of that plump ass.
"Haaah... This washing? Your hands are way too lewd..."
"That's 'cause you're turned on, noona."
I gave her ass a light smack and slid between her thighs.
Once slippery enough, I wedged my dick into her Y-zone and pressed our bodies close.
"Gonna foam this spot with this."
"Pervert..."
Her words said one thing, but she clamped her thighs to feel me more.
I rocked my hips slowly while moving my free hand to the front.
Lifted those massive tits from underneath—visible even from behind.
"Haaaang... Nn..."
Fingers sank in, drawing out even sweeter moans.
The closer to her nipples, the bigger they swelled.
I circled the rock-hard nubs, then flicked one.
"Haht!"
"Noona's erect too, huh?"
"How could I not get excited with you groping like that... Hngg..."
Her body trembled faintly with every squeeze.
Big nipples meant big sensitivity, as expected.
Wanted to play more, but time was getting late, so I stopped.
Instead, I slid slowly toward her navel.
"Haaaa... Huuu...! Hn..."
Her whimpering moans accompanied me foaming all the way to her toes.
I grabbed the showerhead, and Han Chae-ah whipped around.
"Sit there. My turn."
I perched on the bathtub edge, and she slathered body wash all over her tits.
Rubbed it in every which way, then nestled my dick in her cleavage.
"Gotta save your stamina for tonight, so noona'll wash you good."
"Please do."
Conserving my cum, she lathered without stroking to the point of no return.
Not just my dick—tits, back, legs, everything.
"Haa... stayed too long? Kinda dizzy."
"Already?"
"Whose fault?"
"The noona who suggested showering together."
We bickered as we stepped out.
I sat on the bed waiting for the next step, but Han Chae-ah just stood at the desk.
"Woojin, mind waiting like 15 minutes here?"
"Hiding something?"
"I'll show you later—just dry your hair and lie down."
She grabbed one of the shopping bags and zipped into the bathroom.
Super curious what she was prepping, but the sounds gave it away: toilet flushing multiple times, shower running.
15 minutes passed.
Click. The door opened, and she peeked out just like before.
"Woojin... close your eyes for a sec?"
"Done."
"No peeking till noona says so, okay?"
She crept closer stealthily.
Climbed onto the bed and gripped my arms tight, yanking them back.
A twinge of unease hit me, but opening my eyes now would surely disappoint her.
She'd put in a lot of prep—might as well wait.
Clink.
But against my expectations, what clamped onto my wrists was ice-cold metal.
A few tugs confirmed it.
Handcuffs.
"Eyes stay shut."
Sensing my fluster, she whispered right in my ear.
Still not done—more rustling sounds.
"Okay. You can look now."
"Forget that—what about my wrists..."
Any protest died in my throat.
Blushing beet red in front of me was Han Chae-ah, decked out in full bunny girl cosplay.
Nipple patches and bunny tail included—a perfect outfit.
The twist? It was the reversed version, front and back swapped.
"Hehe... Does it suit me? Whaddya think?"
"It's perfect."