Chapter 205 – 205. Back Account (2)
Kim Won-bu, who finished his daily quest today and gulps down beer, has recently fallen into a new hobby other than gaming or idol fantasies.
It’s like looking through daily side dishes on Twitter.
Kim Won-bu had been focusing on 2D since his heartbreak, but he seems to have found a new fetish after enjoying the last offline event.
That’s because the first cosplayer I saw that day was a woman with crazy tits.
From that point on, Mr. Wonbu, who was following all kinds of cosplay on Twitter, naturally dabbled in pornographic accounts and was enjoying a fairly fulfilling life.
“Hmm…”
Of course, it goes without saying, but there can’t be many such great beauties in the darkest of darkest tweets.
The correction is either excessive or it covers the face entirely.
However, Kim Won-bu, who usually enjoyed 2D, did not attach much importance to what the real thing looked like.
I have no intention of seeing it in real life anyway, so what does it matter?
Moreover, the woman that sticks in my mind the most was ridiculously pretty, so you can use that as a standard.
Even though she openly had her boyfriend next to her…, What does it matter? It’s not like I can date him anyway.
Rather than hanging out with sweaty pigs or dirty anchovies, it was much more suited to Wonbu’s taste to hang out with the so-called alpha male.
“… Oh.”
In that sense, this tweet I just found was a photo that perfectly suited Wonbu’s tastes.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t a cosplay photo, but it was a nude photo that would be perfect for a van if posted on a public community.
A scene where a dark-haired woman is lying face down on a bed and a muscular man is fucking her from behind.
The woman had such beautiful curves that I thought she could be a model with that body.
The man’s body was so handsome that it made you wonder if he had been drugged, so he was able to easily get the approval of Mr. Wonbu, who was quite strict.
From the angle, neither of them’s genitals are visible, and the picture quality isn’t that good, but perhaps because they both have crazy bodies, Wonbu unconsciously saved the picture.
However, what is surprising is that both of the man’s hands are on his hips.
It was unclear whether someone had taken the photo, or if the photo had been taken while the cell phone was fixed, but without a moment’s hesitation, Wonbu interpreted it in a more negative light and followed the account first.
“Hmm…”
When he looked through the tweets with a serious expression on his face, Wonbu was slightly disappointed by the smaller number of tweets than expected.
There are still a little less than 200 followers, and even there is only one follower.
Of course, seeing that the number of followers has accumulated even though only three tweets were posted, it will continue to increase in the future, but it was a shame for Wonbu, who was in heat right now.
Even if it’s only 10 seconds, it’s fine, so I would have been grateful if there was even a GIF.
Unable to soothe his regret, Wonbu looked around at photos of similar compositions to quench his appetite, and at that moment, thanks to his smarter than usual brain, he came up with a good idea.
“… Is this person your boyfriend?”
Just one follower.
It’s the same when you look at the account introduction, and even when you look at the content of the tweet, which doesn’t have any letters.
I don’t think the purpose is to make money, or to find someone who is crazy about sex.
If a girl like that only follows one person, common sense tells her that it’s her boyfriend.
Mr. Wonbu, who had a very plausible idea, went to the account she was following without any hesitation and tried to see what kind of man he was.
However, surprisingly, there were no tweets on the account I visited.
I followed dozens of similarly sexy accounts, and only followed a few of them.
Mr. Wonbu thought carefully about what kind of account this was, and after some deliberation, he came to the conclusion that his guess was solid.
Of course, there is no reason to follow an account with no posts unless you are a boyfriend or sex partner.
“Hmm…”
After finishing his thoughts, Wonbu returned to being a monkey consumed by sexual desire and looked at the tweets of an unknown woman.
… A body and skin that leaves you amazed just by looking at it.
Of course, both were corrected, but even taking that into account, it was difficult to take my eyes off those amazing curves and belly fat without any flab.
Even the breasts were heavy and looked delicious. Moreover, that cute heart tattoo on his lower abdomen was so sexy that Wonbu didn’t want to give up.
When she looked at the mosaic-painted pussy, and the outline and the parts that weren’t mosaiced, she saw that it was a plump, soft pussy, and he became even more obsessed with this woman.
However, I thought it was a waste to just look at the picture and masturbate, so I tried to find another side dish.
“… Wow.”
After seeing the really heart-warming 4-second GIF.
Mr. Wonbu reflexively let out an exclamation,
… He sent me a DM that has never been used on this account.
Please upload more.
One for the female protagonist of the video.
Probably also to the male protagonist.
One with the meaning of respect.
**
My heart is pounding.
Especially because I clearly know what I’m doing.
The pressure that everything will end if I get caught weighs on my stomach and throat, making it difficult to even breathe.
But even that painful pain has now become familiar.
… Because I figured out how to solve it.
“After… Right…”
After caressing the clitoris with a hand covered in foam, I release the pressure by letting out a hollow sigh.
The hair color is also different.
The skin color is also different.
I just uploaded a photo of a woman who looked nothing like me on an account that no one knew about.
Thanks to Kang Joo-hyuk, who edited the entire 4-second video and handed it to me, as if I had nothing else to do, I was able to erase my fear.
Perhaps he wanted me to put this up with my own hands and suffer trembling in fear of being caught.
If you think about it carefully, it didn’t seem likely that they would get caught since it was edited with so much care.
He probably doesn’t want this relationship to be revealed to the public anyway.
I rub my heart, which is gradually sinking, with a foamy hand a few times, and soak my entire body with warm water, feeling completely liberated.
“Ha…”
When I wet my head with hot water, my already relaxed body became even more tired.
The more I think about it, the more I realize that it is a deviation without any risks.
In fact, it was several times safer than what I had done without any sense of danger.
At least the photo he edited and sent didn’t have any of my clothes on it.
In any case, the public only knows what I look like on the outside, not the hidden parts.
Paradoxically, there was no way I would be caught hiding my usual appearance and revealing the hidden part.
I know it’s a bit of self-justification, but it’s not so serious that I’m suffering from fear.
Just enjoy it secretly like last time.
Alone with a secret that no one knows.
Instead of the fans who support me, I just have to curse at those who pour out ugly desires towards me.
“…”
There is no need to curse at fans anymore, or feel ashamed of myself.
When I picked up my phone after taking a shower with a lighter mind, there were DMs piled up again, just like usual.
However.
-Please upload more, it’s so bad
… There is one DM who has a rare polite attitude.
When I saw the DM shouting for an encore as if I were an idol, my feelings became quite complicated.
Should I consider this person to be my fan too?
So, is he a fan of Seo Ji-ah?
Are you a fan of Seo Ye-eun?
Or maybe he’s a fan of the anonymous tweeter @bhunijmko.
Either way, is there some kind of obligation that I have to repay?
At least as an idol, I can make a living because of the support and interest of fans.
In this place where no one knows my name, there won’t be any problem even without this idiot.
-Get out
So, I used words that I couldn’t say to Seo Ji-ah’s fans even if I were dead and woke up, and sent a word of criticism to the only person who was polite to me.
Well, if you look at his personality, he’s so disgusting that he’s like trash.
However, since the person reading these tweets was probably the same as me, I didn’t feel any remorse.
Wouldn’t it be possible to actually like it?
Whenever I’m scared or don’t like it,
… Kang Joo-hyuk seemed very excited when he saw my face.
**
… How did you know, this bastard?
I received a DM out of nowhere from an account I didn’t know, and when I checked, there was a message begging for me to upload more GIFs.
For a moment, I wondered what the fuss was about, so I looked and, sure enough, I was Seo Ji-ah’s follower.
After thinking carefully about how she found me, I came to the conclusion that she must have sent a DM to this account because this was the only account she followed.
Actually, knowing that doesn’t really mean anything, but it just makes me feel uneasy.
Even just looking at the DM, I couldn’t tell if it was my goal or Seoji’s goal. Wanting to shake off that subtle discomfort, I massaged Ha-eun’s breasts who were sitting next to her on the sofa.
“…”
Now she doesn’t even seem to react, even though she wants to do that.
I actually liked that everyday attitude, so I even put my hand inside her tank top and grabbed her breasts as if I were massaging them.
… Certainly, her breasts are much better than those two.
It’s the same with the size, and the size and softness of the areola.
If my hands were the size of an average person’s, I would have been satisfied if they were as big as Hinami’s, but since my hands were big even for a baseball player, her breasts suited me perfectly.
“… Joo Hyuk. What are you going to have for dinner?”
“Right…, Cream pasta?”
Without thinking about it, I caressed her breasts, swallowed the milk that suddenly appeared in my throat, and then prepared another dish with it.
As soon as she spoke, Ha-eun looked at me with a strange expression, but the more she did, the more confident I looked at her.
“Why?”
“… “You did that with Hinami and Jia when I wasn’t around, and now that she’s gone, she’s so hungry for milk?”
“No, nothing like that.”
“If you want to eat that much, eat it. Ruler. “Eat.”
However, after looking through my phone, Ha-eun became strangely pouty, got on top of me, took off her tank top, and exposed her breasts to provoke me.
… Of course, I think it will be very sweet if you keep it.
Since she had literally been squeezed in for two days in a row, I wanted to rest for a day, so I settled for just holding her tight instead of holding her nipples.
“It’s because I don’t see him that much. … To be honest, I do it with you often.”
“… “Don’t touch my breasts if you don’t want to.”
“I have thoughts, but my body is tired.”
“I guess so.”
To Ha-eun, who was still grumbling and showing off her anger, all I could do was cheer her up.
That’s right, you can’t bring other women down.
… I don’t know if I fall alone and fall.
