Chapter 8
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Ravishing Seo Jin-ah
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“Aaaah!!! Ah... Ahhng! Aaaaah!”
Jin-ah screamed at the sudden penetration from a man who wasn't her husband. She had only ever exchanged brief greetings with Hyun-woo in the hallways—no real familiarity between them.
Yet, regardless of her will, her body—heated by the amplification of the work system—tipped over the edge the instant he entered her.
“Ah... Aa... Ack... Stop... Fu...ck, Deputy Manager... Ahk... Ahhkk.”
- Squelch squelch -
Her words rejected him, but the strength drained from her resisting arms. Her dripping juices filled the storage room with lewd sounds every time he thrust back and forth.
'Oh yeah, finally fucking Seo Jin-ah!'
Among the male employees, she was always in the top ranks for looks. Her quick marriage to Byung-joo after joining the company had left countless guys sighing in regret.
And now, Hyun-woo was the one fucking that Seo Jin-ah.
'This isn't a dream, right?'
But the vivid sensation of her vaginal walls warmly enveloping his cock from tip to base told him otherwise. And the way her plump ass rippled softly against his pelvis with each impact? Pure art.
Was it the conqueror's thrill of taking Seo Jin-ah? Or the pleasure from her walls? Either way, he hadn't even moved much before the urge to cum surged fiercely.
“Huff... Hah... Hah!”
He wasn't some premature ejaculator who blew his load the second he entered, but her sticky, lubricant-like juices synergized with the supreme softness cradling his entire shaft, delivering unprecedented ecstasy.
'Whoa... Fuck, this pussy is top-tier.'
He envied Byung-joo all over again for having ravished this gem before.
Not even three minutes in, and the ejaculation urge hit Hyun-woo hard. It bruised his male pride, but Seo Jin-ah's pussy was just that elite.
'Hoo... Hoo, can't hold back anymore.'
- Squelch squelch -
As climax loomed, Hyun-woo's hips pistoned faster.
“Plap plap plap plap!”
Her voluptuous ass collided with his body, flooding the storage room with obscene echoes.
“Stop... Stooop... Aa... Ahng... Ahng... Aaaaah!”
Thanks to his furious thrusts, Seo Jin-ah welcomed her second orgasm.
- Squirt squirt -
“Ah... Hahk... Ack... Not inside... Outside... Uuugh... Uuuh... Please... Deputy Manager... Aaaaah!”
Even amid mind-shattering pleasure, she mumbled pleas against creampieing. But against her wishes, hot semen flooded her depths. Her walls instinctively clenched tight around his cock, milking every drop.
“Hngg... Hnnnggg...”
“Hah... Hah hah.”
- Pop -
Finally, their glued-together genitals parted—like they'd been sealed with adhesive—ringing out a crisp sound.
“Haa... Haa... Ah...”
'Ahh... Honey... Honey...'
Jin-ah reeled in confusion between the shock of forced penetration by another man and the overwhelming pleasure. Her tear-streaked face and soaked lower abdomen, drenched in fluids, painted her turmoil perfectly.
Even after the creampie, the aftershocks left her lower body trembling, Hyun-woo's load trickling down her pale thighs.
'Fuck, that's hot as hell.'
Reduced to a three-minute man(?) by her elite pussy, Hyun-woo hardened again at the sight.
“Ahhk!!!!”
The first time was the hardest; now that he'd claimed her once, nothing held him back. His cock charged straight for her honey pot again.
“Ahng... Ahng, no... Stop... Ahn...”p>
Leaning against the cabinet in the supply closet, panting, Jin-ah resisted fiercely. But her pussy welcomed him back, granting supreme pleasure once more.
“Plap plap plap plap!”
- Squelch squelch -
As her resistance waned, Hyun-woo gained leeway. He ripped open her blouse buttons and yanked the white fabric up over her chest. Her full breasts bounced free, jiggling softly.
Her skin was so pale it almost showed faint blue veins, and her shy pink nipples quivered in the cool storeroom air.
Breasts too big for one hand, spilling between his fingers—the perfect teardrop shape of Seo Jin-ah's tits were now mauled by a man who wasn't Byung-joo.
“Ahn!! Ahng... Aaahng...”
Despite their 65D-cup size, her breasts were one of her most sensitive erogenous zones. Hyun-woo kneaded them freely, but every brush against her pink nipples sent electric jolts straight through her.
White panties pooled at her ankles, khaki pantyhose tangled there too, skirt hiked to just below her chest, upper body fully exposed. Behind her, Hyun-woo—with pants down—pounded away without finesse. Her D-cup tits swayed naturally, flaunting their presence.
'Snap out of it... Snap out of it, Seo Jin-ah!!'
She tried thinking of her husband to escape the doggy-style onslaught, but Hyun-woo's cock—quenching her system-amplified lust—kept flooding her body with unfamiliar bliss.
'But it feels... so good... I'm going crazy... Even with Honey, it was never this intense...'
'Can't take it. This grip.'
“Ugh, gonna cum!!!”
“Haang... Haht... Hahk... Aaaaah!”
- Squirt -
He tried holding out to shake the three-minute stigma(?), but the soft handfuls of breast and her elite pussy proved too much. Thus, Jin-ah allowed a second creampie from a man who wasn't her husband today.
'I never even let Honey... Not even Honey...'
From their first time to now, she'd always used condoms with Byung-joo. No plans for kids yet, plus her conservative sexual morals. She'd never felt raw cock before.
With zero resistance, the hot bare shaft inside her delivered utterly different, mind-blowing pleasure. Sex with condom-clad Byung-joo was mere coffee; raw with Hyun-woo was top-shelf. Top-shelf.
“Huff... Hah hah.”
The ecstasy—far beyond what he'd had with average-Charm-5 Kim Ji-young—left Hyun-woo spent, cumming nonstop. His double load streamed down her thighs to her ankle-bound panties.
“Hng... Ahht... Aaaah...”
Overwhelmed by the pleasure wave, rationality fled Jin-ah briefly as she gasped against the cabinet. But her pent-up lust wasn't fully sated—unlike before, her pussy gaped loosely, unwilling to close.
“Heh heh... You acted like you hated it, but your face and body say otherwise.”
- Squelch -
“Haahn!!”
She wanted to retort, but his fingers invading her parted hole made her writhe uncontrollably.
“Hahn... Stop... Stop it... Right now... Hahk... Too sensitive... Aaahng!”
His fingers ravaged her insides; she twisted and begged. Tempted to fuck her again, Hyun-woo found his cock limp at its limit, drooping.
'Who knows when I'll get another shot like this... Dammit...'
Regret at his uncooperative dick, he pulled out his smartphone and launched the work system app.
[Successfully completed your first Task Directive (Employee-level).]
[Congratulations. 3 points awarded as reward.]
[Promoted to Junior Administrator.]
[Can now apply two emotion manipulations to the same target simultaneously.]
[Female Employee Satisfaction stat unlocked.]
[Employment Contract category added.]
'Oh ho.'
Fucking Charm-7 Seo Jin-ah had completed the Task Directive. Points plus promotion to Junior Administrator—double celebration.
'From past directives, Satisfaction must measure sexual satisfaction, right?'
[Satisfaction indicates the female employee's sexual satisfaction. It increases by 1 point per satisfying intercourse. Reach max 10 points to sign an Employment Contract with the target.]
Satisfaction matched his guess.
'But what's this? Employment Contract? Huh?'
Curious about Jin-ah's Satisfaction post-sex, he skipped [Employment Contract] and selected her under [Female Employees].
[Psychological Messages]
[Love] for Lee Byung-joo
[Anxiety] about newlywed life
[Craving] for intercourse with Yi Hyun-woo - Amplification active
“What?”
Against Hyun-woo's expectations, her Satisfaction hadn't budged. Her moans and convulsions screamed multiple orgasms.
'Still... not enough?'
Leaning on the cabinet, only her back visible, but her massive tits protruded from the sides, asserting presence. Her innocent face hid a slutty body that craved more than two rounds.
'Hah... What a mismatch. Innocent face, but her body's a total nympho.'
Unrisen Satisfaction scratched his ego. He'd never struggled with Ji-young, so he had confidence in his stamina. Ending here? Male pride forbade it.
'Alright, all-in on Virility.'
'Looks and stamina mean nothing if you can't fuck well.'
He'd planned Stamina or Charm first, but sex won out—he dumped points into Virility without hesitation.
Furious taps later, agony burned in his groin like fire.
“Ughhh... Uwaaa!”
The hellish pain dragged on endlessly. He gritted his teeth, but it nearly broke his mind. Then, like a mirage, it vanished. Hyun-woo gazed at his transformed cock.
His once-proud ~15cm had grown to 18-19cm—homewrecker territory. Girth swelled too, visually striking.
He'd meant to invest all, but pain cut the last tap short.
“Miss Seo Jin-ah.”
She whipped around at his call, somewhat recovered. Seeing him zoned out, she hurriedly dressed her disheveled clothes to flee.
“Eek!”
His cock—standing rigid between his legs—made her shriek. No porn in her life; only Byung-joo's had she seen.
'Aren't they... usually that big?'
But her shock cut short. Hyun-woo stripped again, slamming his upgraded(?) cock—smeared in cum and juices—straight into her.
“Wha... What are you... Aaaaah!!!!”
Prior loads lubed her, no tearing, but the pressure filled her belly overwhelmingly. Different agony hit first, but humans adapt.
Pain morphed to colossal pleasure.
'Heh heh heh... Still got one more in the tank.'
The inferno of passion burned on.