Chapter 158: 45 Percent
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 158: 45 Percent
"Beautiful" wasn't a strong enough word.
The sight of Yeong-eun approaching me, her breasts swaying provocatively as if to seduce me, was something else entirely. Throughout the entire shoot, she had been so haughty and prickly, yet here she was, trying her absolute best to show me every part of herself.
To describe that with a single word like "beautiful" felt woefully inadequate.
"Are you going to show me just because I said I wanted to see?"
"It’s not like you’re just going to look."
Man, she knew my mind all too well.
"Then take them off for me. Put all that desire you're feeling into it."
As soon as the words left my mouth, Yeong-eun used her teeth to pull down my underwear. My cock, which had been pitching a massive tent, popped out and slapped against her cheek.
"Haah, for it to get this big..."
Having been slapped by my dick, Yeong-eun bit her lip and buried her face against the hot shaft, taking a deep breath.
"Ssshh... I love this smell. This thick, masculine scent."
Her voice was growing increasingly wet. She extended her tongue and licked the length of my shaft.
"You take mine off, too. There’s still something left."
With that, Yeong-eun pressed her rear toward me.
"Are you in that much of a hurry?"
"I want to do it right now. After seeing a body like yours, what woman could possibly hold back?"
"People might walk in at any second, you know."
"What does it matter? Let them come. They’ll probably be the ones who have to run away."
"Aren't you being a bit too bold?"
"I’d rather they come. Then we wouldn't have to hide anymore."
As I stripped off her bikini bottoms, her smooth pussy, already leaking fluid, came into view.
"Aren't you feeling a bit too much?"
"No, I'm not."
"Then what’s this flood leaking out before I've even touched you?"
"..."
Instead of answering, Yeong-eun took my cock into her mouth. She was exercising her right to remain silent by sucking on me with wet, slurping sounds.
"Haah, looks like we won't be needing any gel."
"Why would we need gel in the first place? We’ve done just fine without it until now."
I licked and tasted her pussy in return. The slippery arousal flowed out, coating my tongue. Yeong-eun’s flavor spread across my taste buds.
"Have you been holding back a lot, Noona? You've got more fluid than usual."
"Don't say things like that."
"Don't tell me you've been refraining from masturbating just to wait for me?"
"I don't know."
She took my cock back into her mouth. Every time she was flustered, she used my dick to change the subject...
Not that I minded. In fact, I was intentionally provoking her.
"Isn't this enough? Your pussy is already throbbing for my dick."
"Haah, haah..."
At those words, she wordlessly turned around and lay down on the dressing room bench. After having been in a 69 position on top of me, she now lay on the bench, looking up at me with her legs spread, waiting for my cock.
"Hurry, put it in."
I thrust my cock into the cleft of her pussy visible between her spread legs.
"Hngh..."
"Hold it in. Someone might hear and come looking."
"Hearing you say that makes me want to hold back even less."
"Go ahead and moan. I'll cover your mouth with my hand."
"Do it. Cover it and treat me even more roughly."
Seeing Yeong-eun provoke me like that, I instinctively covered her mouth.
"Mmph! Mmph! Hmph!"
I was savoring the sensation of her pussy tightening around my dick even more than before when a strange gaze pricked at the back of my head.
What is it?
I paused my thrusting and glanced up. I was sure I had locked the door. So why was it slightly ajar now?
I flinched involuntarily. Should I stop? Should I catch whoever was peeping at us?
As I debated for a moment, I stared at the gap in the door. And through that gap...
*
Olivia couldn't understand why her heart kept racing.
She had come today because she heard there was a promotional shoot for JH Health. She’d heard that Yeong-eun, Hyun-kyung, and Jae-ho would be posing in swimwear.
So, she came to watch. To be precise, she wanted to see Yeong-eun and Hyun-kyung in their bikinis. It was only human to desire the sight of attractive women in bikinis. She shared that desire, and that was her reason for being there. If she was lucky, she might even find a way to seduce her target, Hyun-kyung.
Miss Im seems to have feelings for Jae-ho, but...
That was fine. Olivia believed her own charm was more than enough to seduce Hyun-kyung. That was why she had come to the set.
But why was this happening?
Olivia’s eyes kept drifting toward Jae-ho instead of Yeong-eun or Hyun-kyung. She tried to force herself to ignore Jae-ho in his underwear and focus on the women. But strangely, no matter how much she looked, she didn't feel the same interest as before. Even looking at the female body—specifically Hyun-kyung’s bikini-clad form, which she usually found most attractive—didn't turn her on.
Like an impotent man, Olivia felt far less excitement looking at them than she used to. Instead, her gaze was drawn more and more to Jae-ho’s muscular physique as he watched from the side. Especially when he posed in front of the camera, she had to flee the scene because she couldn't bear to look.
The reason she fled? Because the moment she saw Jae-ho, her panties had grown slightly damp.
She couldn't believe it. Me? The man-hater?
Even if she had allowed Jae-ho to touch her body, and even if his massages had felt strangely good... to be aroused by a man’s body? That was... that was...
"I'm acting like such an ordinary woman."
Having escaped to the dressing room, she muttered to herself. It couldn't be. There was no way she was aroused by a man.
Denying reality, she changed her clothes. While Clarice helped her dress, she thought to herself:
I just need to test it.
To see if she was truly aroused by a man.
That was why she had intruded on Jae-ho’s shoot. A shoot for her that wasn't originally planned had begun.
It felt like nothing. Even when her breasts brushed against Jae-ho’s body. Even when Jae-ho’s hand wrapped around her waist. Even when she touched his body.
Her heart didn't flutter; she remained composed. If anything, being with Hyun-kyung and Yeong-eun made her heart race more. She liked that. It felt like she was re-establishing her identity.
Watching Jae-ho look flustered was also quite pleasant. Seeing this man, whom she occasionally found arrogant, struggle while looking at her body was one of the small amusements she felt today. She felt relieved, as if she had proven something to herself.
And then, the accident happened.
Snap.
With a tearing sound, the protective guard fell away. Jae-ho’s member stood tall, straining against his underwear. It was so large that the fabric had stretched thin, making its shape faintly visible.
Gulp.
Thump!
She inhaled sharply without realizing it. She couldn't think. She could only focus on what was reflected in her eyes at that moment.
A hideous, grotesque, and unfamiliar massive pillar was obscured by the fabric as if it were pixelated. Her head leaned forward instinctively.
It was like that, wasn't it? Just as a mosaic in a video can sometimes be more tantalizing than the uncensored version, Jae-ho’s cock—visible yet not fully seen—teased Olivia.
Why was that thing so massive? Were other men like that too? Based on the others' reactions, probably not. She had heard that Asian men had smaller average sizes.
A flurry of thoughts about the male anatomy swirled through her mind—all the questions and fantasies she had ignored until now came rushing in. And once a concept or thought took root, it began to bloom in her mind.
"I'm sorry!"
Even after Jae-ho hurriedly ran into the dressing room, only his "item" remained in her thoughts. Olivia didn't realize it, but it was a woman’s instinct. The instinct to be bred by a man. The instinct to be claimed by a man with superior genes.
She couldn't focus on the shoot. After Yeong-eun disappeared, claiming she wasn't feeling well, Olivia and Hyun-kyung continued, but it didn't go well.
"We'll take a ten-minute break!"
Even their shoot was delayed. Olivia put on the robe Clarice handed her and wandered around the set.
"Where on earth did Yeong-eun go?"
As she wandered, Olivia heard a strange wet sound.
Squish, squelch.
Familiar, yet foreign.
"Mmm..."
A moan that sounded like it was being suppressed. Following the sound, she nudged a door open.
There, Jae-ho and Yeong-eun were having sex.
I knew they were in that kind of relationship...
Yeong-eun was cradled against Jae-ho’s solid body, her legs spread wide as she begged for his cock. She was acting so submissive and coquettish that Olivia wondered if this was the same confident, stubborn girl she knew. In her eyes, Yeong-eun, making nasal sounds and craving the dick, looked like nothing more than a whore.
Disgusting...
She didn't like it. The way she acted so coy for a man. The way she whimpered while being plowed.
I could have done all that for her.
In the past, when they were younger, Olivia had confessed to Yeong-eun. She told her she liked women and that she was interested in her. Yeong-eun had firmly rejected her, and Olivia had given up. Yeong-eun had said she was going to focus on work and would never love anyone—that she had no intention of dating until she achieved her dreams.
To see that same Yeong-eun blushing and being held by a man... Olivia couldn't believe it.
Why did she feel such a sense of defeat? Was it because that man had something she couldn't have?
No. It wasn't that kind of feeling.
A fantasy flashed through Olivia’s mind as she felt that defeat.
If I were in that position...
The problem was that the subject of that fantasy wasn't Jae-ho, but Yeong-eun. It wasn't a fantasy of being Jae-ho and holding Yeong-eun; it was a fantasy of being Yeong-eun and being pinned beneath Jae-ho.
The woman who always dominated was fantasizing about being dominated.
The fantasy lasted only a moment, but it left a powerful impression. Because that fleeting thought denied the very existence of who she was—a master of slaves and a lesbian.
At that moment, Jae-ho looked up.
Olivia’s eyes met Jae-ho’s. A smile spread across his lips, though he had looked flustered for a split second. He looked as if he were showing off, flaunting his conquest.
Olivia instinctively backed away. Was it out of anger? Jealousy?
No. It was because of the thought she had the moment she saw that smile.
I want to be ravished by that man.
A renewed sense of defeat and humiliation made her legs give way.
Thud.
Collapsing to the floor, she hurriedly scrambled away from the spot.
*
That should do it.
I felt relieved as I watched Olivia flee the moment our eyes met. I had a feeling she wouldn't go around spreading rumors. Aside from the fact that Olivia wasn't a gossip...
Her flushed face, her parted lips, her shoulders heaving with ragged breath—it was all obvious, even through that narrow gap. She was shaken. Shaken by the sight of me and Yeong-eun.
She was probably shocked to see Yeong-eun panting like that.
After all, the Yeong-eun who gets plowed by my dick is completely different from her usual image.
"Why did your hips stop?"
Yeong-eun turned her head to look at me.
"Ah, sorry. I was just savoring you for a moment, Noona."
To make up for the pause, I thrust deep inside her.
"Hyaaaah!!"
A raw moan echoed out.
*
"45 percent..."
Sitting in a corner of the studio, she whispered to herself.
Olivia could no longer deny that Jae-ho’s presence within her had grown just a little bit larger.