Chapter 75
Chapter 75
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: I'll Do It Exactly Like the Video You Pick
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The next day.
Even after waking up from sleep, yesterday's events still felt vivid.
Especially Han Hee-jin.
People really show their true colors when they're alone.
She's a timid blonde blue-eyed virgin during the day, but at night she's a slut doing lewd masturbation streams!?
What is this, some light novel title?
They say reality is sometimes stranger than fiction, and this seemed like a perfect example.
Her sister works hard for her sake, and now the little sister adds night work on top of that.
What a devoted little sister.
I decided to look into her streaming platform and username later, then got out of bed.
Today was Saturday—no group assignments, no part-time shift—so I planned to take it easy.
After studying just until morning, I lay on the bed killing time.
Then the doorbell rang.
Ding-dong.
Honestly, I had a pretty good guess who it was.
No package ordered, and they got past the first-floor security door, so it had to be a resident.
"Who is it?"
"Oh, you're home. It's Yoon Hye-yoon."
The voice and name clicked, and I opened the door right away.
There stood Yoon Hye-yoon in her usual comfy clothes.
"What's up?"
"I was wondering if you had some time..."
She trailed off, lowering her head.
"Something wrong?"
"No... it's just that you're only wearing panties..."
"Oh, sorry. I came right out and didn't notice. Anyway, why'd you call me over?"
I continued boldly, not bothering to cover up.
She seemed flustered by my attitude for a moment, then spoke softly again.
"Wanna watch a movie...?"
"A movie? Right now?"
"Not at the theater... Netflix in my room..."
A movie out of nowhere.
This was a blatant signal for that, right?
It felt like just a few days ago, but this horny gym girl was in heat again.
Of course, I was all for it, but a couple things were holding me back.
First, I had to head to Shin Ayoung's tonight for an all-nighter of sex.
If I let myself get drained starting from the afternoon, tomorrow's me might end up a mummy.
Second... honestly, I wanted to go raw.
Fucking an onahole let me feel every bit of the pussy texture, which was amazing, but the condom dulled it.
Yoon Hye-yoon's pussy still felt great even with one, but it couldn't compare to bareback.
We hadn't even hooked up that many times yet—suggesting raw in real life would be insane.
Times like this, I missed onaholes where I could creampie all I wanted without worries.
The ultimate tool to savor that slick real pussy texture.
But there was another hitch.
What if I went ghost mode after a while and she felt my bare cock texture again?
I worried she might not be satisfied with the condom dick in reality and it'd create distance between us.
Right now, we were basically fuckbuddies—living sex dolls satisfied with the physical side.
Come to think of it, I wondered what Yoon Hye-yoon thought about that ghost.
It's been a bit since I last visited—did she still miss it?
"No time...? You busy?"
Lost in my spiraling thoughts, I stood silent, so she asked again.
She knew she was beating around the bush with the offer, but she seemed anxious about rejection.
"No, it's fine. I just finished studying."
Raw or condom with a beauty like this—such happy dilemmas.
Nothing I could've imagined a few months ago, so I decided to enjoy the moment.
Her slightly tense face relaxed at my words.
I had some prep to do, so I sent her back first.
"Give me a sec to wrap up and I'll come over. I'll text you later."
"Oh, sure... but we don't even have each other's numbers?"
Living next door, we'd forgotten to exchange them.
Just ring the bell if needed, after all.
"You're right. It's been like three months, hasn't it?"
"Hehe... yeah. Here, put your number in. I'll give you mine."
I took her phone, entered my number, and called it to save.
"Alright, I'll call or text later."
"Okay! I'll be waiting."
I closed the door and opened KakaoTalk.
Tapping her new profile pic showed a full-body mirror selfie from the gym, flaunting her figure.
Recalling her nude, no filters needed—it was all real.
I felt proud of myself for banging a woman like this.
My dick twitched in agreement, and I started prepping.
The stamina pills and supplements I'd planned for Shin Ayoung.
Popped one of each early, took a quick shower.
About 20 minutes later, I sent a KakaoTalk.
Park Woojin - Heading over now. You home?
Yoon Hye-yoon - Yep yep! All set!
Park Woojin - Snacks and drinks ready too?
She'd definitely forgotten at least one—no reply.
Sure enough...
Yoon Hye-yoon - ...I forgot that. Going to grab some now.
The sound of her door flying open next door.
I smirked, slipped on shoes, and stepped out.
There she was, Yoon Hye-yoon in slippers, waiting at the elevator.
I joined her, and as we waited, I spoke up.
"You invited me first and forget that? Come on."
"Sorry, really. I was flustered... I'll go quick, just wait."
"It's fine. I could use a walk anyway."
She looked so capable, but her airheaded moments were cute.
We hit the first floor and strolled through the cicada-filled studio apartment street.
"So you've fully switched gym time to evenings now?"
"Yeah. Finals are three weeks out, so workouts for winding down the day. Don't want to burn out during the day."
"Makes sense. I was wondering since I hadn't seen you lately."
"But Woojin, you're keeping at it, huh? Going on two and a half months, and your body's noticeably better."
"I hear that a lot lately. But coming from you, it feels legit. Others seemed like lip service."
"I don't lie about fitness. I can really see the change."
"Thanks. Motivates me."
We chatted till we reached the convenience store.
Obviously my workplace—I tagged along wondering if the Han sisters had changed.
Ding-ding.
"Welcome. Oh! Woojin? Working today too?"
"Here to see the manager's pretty face."
"Oh my, there you go again."
Han Chae-ah was at the counter.
Sisters covered weekends together, it seemed.
"Where's your sister? You solo today?"
"Hee-jin's sorting stock in the back."
"Got it."
Short chat done, Yoon Hye-yoon and I picked snacks and drinks.
As we browsed, Han Hee-jin approached with a full basket.
"Hey. What brings you today?"
"Just grabbing snacks. You're working hard as always."
"It's my job."
Yeah. Night job too.
Saw that squirting show yesterday loud and clear.
"Woojin, I'm done."
"Oh, coming."
Yoon Hye-yoon peeked out, calling me.
As I headed to checkout, Han Hee-jin whispered suspiciously.
"You two dating, right?"
"Nah, really just neighbors."
"Liar. It's obvious."
"Obvious how?"
"That sister earlier. Came alone for condoms. XL again."
I froze briefly.
Didn't hear the door—when did she buy them?
While I was showering, maybe?
Hypotheses swirled, but her being too horny to grab condoms and forget snacks fit best.
Movie was just an excuse anyway.
"No way someone that pretty goes for me."
"True that."
Her casual agreement to my self-deprecation pissed me off more.
Checked out quick and headed home.
In Yoon Hye-yoon's room, I set the bag on the desk.
"What movie you got?"
"Uh... let's pick together. Lots of good ones."
We sat on the floor munching snacks, searching on her laptop.
"This one?"
"Seen it."
"How about this?"
"Not my genre."
I shot down every suggestion.
Not here for a real movie, and she was gauging the mood too.
Time for direct approach.
"You grabbed those at the store earlier?"
"What?"
"Condoms."
"...Yeah."
"Weren't in the stuff we bought. When?"
"Like 20 minutes ago..."
"Right after swapping numbers? Never planned on the movie, huh?"
"A little... just a tiny bit."
I pushed the laptop back and groped her embarrassed tits.
Soft through clothes and bra.
As expected, she was waiting—no resistance.
"Hng... touch me directly."
Slid hand in, unhooked bra, pulled it out.
Gently rolled her nipples, asking what I'd wondered.
"We did it Wednesday. How soon till you're tempting me again?"
"My body's... on fire. Hard to hold back."
"High sex drive normally?"
"...Yeah, especially lately."
"You have that huge dildo."
"Same as the real thing...?"
"Didn't that ghost help you masturbate before? Not coming anymore?"
"Ngh...♡ Not since school last time..."
With the oil, maybe?
Squeezed her swollen nipples lightly, kept questioning.
"Gone for good?"
"Dunno... maybe I got bored of it..."
"My touch or the ghost—which feels better?"
"That's... hngg...♡"
She trailed off; I pressed her nipples hard for an answer.
She moaned at the ceiling, glanced at me.
Then leaned closer, lewd voice whispering.
"Yours... feels better now...♡"
Reward: pinched both nipples firmly, slipped left hand into her pants.
Slightly sweaty from the store trip.
Stroked her pussy entrance; right hand on laptop trackpad.
"Haah...♡ Harder... clit too..."
Stimmed her clit as ordered, typed on keyboard looking at screen.
Soon, my go-to porn site loaded.
"Movie not working? How about this instead?"
"What is it...? Hn!"
"Check the laptop."
"This is..."
Screen filled with flesh-toned thumbnails.
I scrolled slowly, casually saying.
"Pick one you like. I'll do it exactly the same."