Chapter 199 – 199. Filming (11)
It doesn’t feel that good.
Seo Ji-ah’s pussy was so thick that it was so sticky, but to be honest, even if the vagina had been covered in gel like that, it would have been difficult to get any better than her hand.
Especially if you wear a condom.
Yet, the dopamine surging from her brain was forcing the corners of her mouth to twitch.
If stimulation was simply important, it would have been a hundred times more beneficial to buy an onahole or something and stick it in during sex time and then throw it away.
If you look at it, there is only one reason why sex, which is not a dick, burns the brain.
“Eww…, Hmm…”
Feedback.
The reaction given by the woman I’m fucking.
An obvious reaction to come out when someone looks at this.
In the end, sex was an act that could not be separated from society.
If you lock yourself in a corner of a room and fuck a woman you don’t know, it’s no different from masturbation.
There is nothing more thrilling than enjoying the unfamiliar face of a woman that many people know.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa…” .”
Maybe it was because of the condom or because it hadn’t been long since I ejaculated, but I was thrusting quite aggressively, but I didn’t feel like ejaculating yet.
After raising the upper body and pulling out the dick for a moment, you can clearly see the gel and love juice mixing together and becoming sticky.
In order to capture it more clearly on camera, I throw the broken Seo Ji-ah on her bed and pick up her cell phone from her desk.
“Hey. Wake up.”
“Ugh, yes…”
The back of Seo Ji-ah, who was buried in her bed.
How much is her firm butt worth?
If I were a person with infinite money, I honestly had no idea how much I would be able to invest.
Because I couldn’t imagine how much Seo Ji-ah would have to accept from her to open her legs.
Even if she puts money in tens of billions, will this woman even blink?
She’s rather vulgar or something, but if she didn’t raise her middle finger and hit me, it would have been fine.
When I thought about it that way, I found this vulgar butt several times more desirable.
… You can’t live with money.
She can’t live with power.
Only.
A limited item that can only be obtained when one is mentally broken.
“Ugh…, Flaw… Please don’t hit me…”
“…”
She holds up her camera lens and leaves a light trace of her palm on her firm buttocks.
That soft skin that flutters with my hand, so clearly captured even on a cell phone camera.
I enlarge the camera a little more to cover her shoulders, fill the screen with her buttocks, and spread her legs slightly to capture the gap between them.
“… Stop… Ugh… !”
Seo Ji-ah’s reaction was to twist her body and try to run away, as if she had finally realized what was happening to her.
But I actually liked that reaction, so I smacked his butt harder this time, then placed my palm over the red handprint and even traced my fingers into the crack.
“…”
A pink vagina and anus that don’t look like they’ve had their hair removed for that long.
Maybe even her fans who fantasized about her wouldn’t think she would be this neat.
I pull on the reddened private part with my thumb, exposing the inner skin, and then take off the condom and place the sticky rubber on top.
“This…, Oh wait… !”
Seo Ji-ah’s face seemed like she didn’t understand what was happening for a moment, but it wasn’t until she turned her head and looked at me that she realized the situation.
I even recorded that on my phone and added a cutscene to the cutscene where I crushed her crotch and brought my dick to connect the mucous membrane.
“No, no. No. Really. Die. Condom, please, don’t… !”
When her glans covered in pre-cum fluttered in and out of her vagina, she was so startled that she started shaking her whole body to try to shake me off.
But no matter how much she takes care of her body, she is ultimately a woman.
An idol who has lost so much weight that it poses a threat to her health.
Just because her thighs were bigger and her abs were firmer, she couldn’t shake off a man weighing nearly 90 kg.
In the end, all she could do was keep my double curse in her mouth and criticize me.
“Stop, please. Kang Joo-hyuk… Seed. Please…”
… All you are doing is begging me.
“Take it out?”
“Please take it out…”
“If you do me a favor, I’ll let you go.”
“Okay, please… Ugh…”
After spanking her ass that was clinging to me once more, I took the dick out of her vaginal opening, picked up the condom that was lying on the floor, and put a new one on.
He then lifted her up from her prone position, grabbed her wrist, and walked to her dressing room.
He threw her away, stood in front of her door, blocked her exit, and filmed her standing there in a daze, whispering clearly in a low voice.
“Try wearing pretty clothes. Something I like.”
“Well, what… ?”
“Try it on yourself. … Until I give the OK sign.”
**
Literally an idol.
Even women who weren’t my fans tried to follow me.
I was so proud of my fashion sense.
But now you have to choose an outfit that will satisfy him, not a nice outfit.
… That was so humiliating.
“…”
Biting my lip, I rummaged through the closet and took out a set of clothes.
The black dress worn at the awards ceremony.
If it wear a dress with a cool cut in the back, he would probably be satisfied.
When I put on the dress, despite the humiliation, in front of him staring, he smiled and shook his head from side to side only after he saw that it was finished.
“Not much.”
“…”
… A real bad boy.
The worst of the worst.
I want to kill you right now.
I could tolerate violating my own body, but it was difficult to bear having my pride denigrated.
But you can’t run away either.
Because it’s already broken.
Because I can’t turn back from tonight.
Biting my lip and swallowing my humiliation, I slowly took off my dress again.
He was taking pictures of his skin showing several times more provocatively than when he was wearing it, and he patiently waited to see what I would wear with an excited expression.
But my hands were shaking, and I couldn’t decide what to choose, so I just rummaged through my clothes.
When I found something mixed in among my clothes, my whole body trembled, and I debated whether to take it out or not.
‘… ‘I will die.’
School uniform.
It’s not even what I wore when filming the MV, it’s a real school uniform.
Thinking back on what I did to my sister, I would probably get horny and give the OK sign the moment I put this on, but I never wanted to wear this.
Not only is the appearance of the idol ‘Seo Ji-ah’ tarnished,
Because ‘Seo Ye-eun’ itself seemed to be defiled.
I threw it away with a shaking hand, and as I was rummaging through my clothes for something else, I suddenly caught my eye and gasped.
“What is that?”
A fluttery off-shoulder top and hot pants.
Clothes that are revealing but not too sexy.
… But.
An outfit that made countless people sexually harass me.
“… “What I wore on stage.”
Fancam legend and all, these clothes are still floating around on the internet.
When I took it out and showed it to him, he seemed to remember seeing it as well, smiling and turning off the recording and looking for something on my phone.
Then, he showed me a GIF of me dancing in exactly that outfit, and I nodded my head in applause.
“Ah, this. It’s okay. Try it on.”
“…”
He trembles in clothes that could be considered casual clothes and stares at Kang Joo-hyuk, who is not taking pictures of them.
However, even when the phone is not filming, I will be positioned in the same position in that screen.
The only difference is that she is a little younger on screen.
I put on the same clothes as two years ago and stared at him, biting my lip./
I opened the door, followed his pointing finger, and went back to my room and sat quietly on the bed.
“Take off your pants. “It’s a problem.”
“…”
It’s a really unreasonable process of putting it on and then taking it off again.
It’s not me, but that man’s dick, that decides what the meaning of this troublesome thing is.
How does it feel to see me, whom I saw on my cell phone earlier, slowly getting naked in front of my eyes?
… I couldn’t have known that even if it wasn’t told to me.
Because the reaction has already been clearly revealed.
“But when did you wear this? “I don’t know exactly.”
“… 2 years ago. At university events…”
The same outfit that made even non-fans cheer when they saw me.
After decorating me.
“Do you remember the choreography? Do you want to dance?”
“… My legs are shaking. “I can’t.”
“Okay? … Then what? “I can’t help it.”
He put his cell phone back into the wireless charger, took a magic marker from his pencil case, threw it on the bed, and sat down next to me.
He slid his hand towards his open shoulder and cupped his chest, sucking on my ear and grinning evilly.
“Eww…”
“… I was a solid kid two years ago. “How did this happen?”
“It’s your fault…” “Yes.”
“Is it? … Well, then.”
He pulled down my clothes, took out my breasts, and squeezed them persistently.
He hugged me tightly, stood up, and walked towards the desk.
He pushed me towards the camera and adjusted my clothes again, then grabbed my neck and whispered very softly.
“… “Tell me who made you change like this.”
“…”
“In front of the camera. Again and again. “Tell me what kind of bastard made you look like this.”
Whose fault is all of this?
Whose fault is it that I, who was loved by everyone, became just one person’s toy?
The words that force me to spit it all out press on my eardrums and tickle my heart.
… Will it make me feel better if I say it?
I think so.
But if I confess, how far will my pride go?
I don’t know.
So…
“… Me, I haven’t changed.”
“What?”
“It’s just like that. Fuck… “I was always like this.”
… Because I don’t want to throw them both away.
I don’t want to take care of just one thing.
Now I’m saying things that are so simple that I don’t even know if they’re lies or not.
“I originally thought people were shit. Regardless of you, first…, Eww… Pole…”
Are you angry with my answer?
Or maybe I’m just excited.
This time, I didn’t even put anything on.
I felt his cock digging into my vaginal wall.
“… “You were a fucking pervert from the beginning?”
“Ugh…, No. That… Gook…”
“You said it with your own mouth. “When you danced in that outfit two years ago, you only thought about getting picked on by a guy like me, right?”
“No… ! Ah… Nya, oh…, Oh…”
I am.
Throw away the exhilaration of an exhilarating day.
Feeling a crazy sense of liberation.
“Don’t be rude. … “Your pussy is so fucking tight?”
Forget the crazy pain digging into your stomach.
“… Ugh…, Eww…, Yes… Swimming… ♡.”
I’m clinging to people who are more trash than me.
He raised his middle finger toward the camera.
“Ugh, ok…, Ohh… ♡ Ha, bottle, god, new baby… Hehe, hehe, ugh…, Ugh, ugh, ugh…”
… My poor pride.
I committed a trash-like act of belittling the people who liked me.
Even though I committed something that I should feel guilty about.
My heart.
… The walls of my vagina.
My body and mind are everything.
I just stomped around excitedly and fawned over him.
That is…
It’s so cool.
I couldn’t even remember the pain I must have felt.
