Chapter 70 [R-18]

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Even though the situation was what it was, the old man told me that it would be best to part ways for now, even though we couldn't eat today, and that it was a good idea to do so, but he didn't let me go for a while.

Inside the room, after putting his pants back on, the man said he needed something to drink and called the clerk to bring him some water. The male clerk brought two glasses of water and as soon as he opened the door and came in, he didn't take his eyes off me.

Her eyes, soaked in desire as if she had seen everything, naturally drew my gaze to the spot between the clerk's legs, but she was not visible because she was wearing an apron.

Even though I thought he was excited, I couldn't tell the old man what had just happened.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whew… Haa…."

Creak creak creak creak

The old man then put his hand inside my jeans and fondled my pussy for about 20 minutes. He took his time in making my pussy, which had reached its climax, horny again, and slowly made it more intense than before he had completely penetrated it. He did this to make me work hard to lick it with my tongue in the future, and to make me feel even more aroused.

After that, as I was leaving the cafe, the male clerk's lecherous gaze turned me on to the point where I was turned on, and the man even told me not to masturbate and to stay very excited. He also told me to do tongue exercises beforehand and practice in my head how to lick the penis.

Even though he said he would completely fill my head with sex, I couldn't refuse. The question of why I became so slutty disappeared.

Next time I lick it hard, I want to have sex. I want to get fucked.

Lick hard, lick hard… .

"It's going to be a bit difficult to eat today. I feel like if we eat together, I'll end up covering you."

"I, I'm fine…."

"We've just started, so that won't do. It's a shame, but let's postpone it until tomorrow."

"Then… see you tomorrow."

"Oh, starting tomorrow, let's meet for both lunch and dinner."

"Yes, yes~."

I was excited by the promise of a lot of 'education' during lunch and dinner. Far from refusing, I was even delighted, so I couldn't help but question my own personality.

As we walked along the street, leaving each other in front of the cafe, I realized belatedly that I wasn't wearing any panties.

"ah…."

It seemed like he had taken it off a while ago and left it on the table.

It was too expensive to just leave it behind, so I went back the way I came and went back to the room cafe.

"Welcome~."

"Oh, over there, I came here earlier but I left something behind…."

"Oh, yes. Look for it."

After listening to the female clerk, I went to the room I was in before.

However, the room that had already been cleaned up was empty.

If someone had cleaned it up, they might have taken my panties too… I wondered if they had taken those soaking wet panties too, but the female clerk's indifferent reaction as she looked at me, and our eyes had met earlier… And then, looking at the cleaned up room, I was able to deduce where my underwear had gone.

… it seemed like the male clerk took it.

Back at the counter, I asked the female clerk about the male clerk's whereabouts.

"Huh? Oh, that guy said he was going to the bathroom earlier."

"Do you have the key?"

"It will be open."

I left the room cafe and went into the public bathroom in the middle of the building's stairs.

I was able to find it right away because I had noticed it on my way up, but just as the female clerk had said, the bathroom door was not locked. As I carefully opened the door and went in, I heard a suspicious sound from inside the stall.

It's not loud at all, but you can hear the sound of clothes being rubbed.

Swish, swish, swish, swish.

I keep hearing some strange noise. It seems like I can hear a slight but very faint breathing sound.

I felt a subtle heat. I stood quietly outside the door, blushing, wondering what she was doing. As I was about to knock on the door, I suddenly smelled a pungent smell that had become familiar.

"Ugh… phew…."

And then, a short groan from the man.

I could tell what it was from the sound and smell.

With my underwear, with my soaking wet panties… I came to the bathroom during my part-time job and masturbated, and got my cum all over me… .

I got horny after seeing you having sex with an old man, so I did this.

… I should definitely feel uncomfortable, I should feel rejection, but strangely, my body just gets hotter.

My pussy, which had been caressed by the old man, was throbbing with excitement.

"…omg."

When the partition door creaked open and a familiar man appeared, his face flushed and his underwear clutched in one hand, I tried my best to keep my voice as calm as possible and held out my hand to him.

"Please, give it back."

Then, as if possessed by something, the man obediently placed a pair of soft, light panties on top of my hand.

It should definitely be lighter… but it feels a little heavy. And immediately, hot heat and sticky liquid flowed down onto my hand.

The man in front of me who just ejaculated, imagining me cumming.

He looks at me with his eyes filled with excitement, looking at his semen that is staining my hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry…."

I was so embarrassed that I apologized without realizing it. As I ran out of the bathroom, I heard his voice behind me.

"Come again, come again!"

As I listened to those words that were sure to contain many meanings, I stuffed the panties that were stained with semen that I was holding in my hand into my pants pocket, and headed quickly to the boarding house while holding onto my clammy hands tightly.

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After that, for a few days, I met the old man every day for lunch and dinner and learned how to wag my tongue.

After meeting in the evening and having a meal, I went to a nearby motel, took off my pants for about an hour, sat on the bed, buried my face between the man's legs, and diligently played with my tongue. I also got used to licking his dick using only the tip of my tongue, and I felt like I instinctively knew the distance between his dick and my head.

It was as if she was trying to make me memorize the size of the old man's dick, the angle at which it was erected, and its thickness with my tongue. In order to properly use only the tip of my tongue, I had to really remember the old man's dick in my head.

"Do you know today too?"

"Tick, tick… haa, nehehe~."

The rewards and missions for satisfying the old man changed every day. Last night, it was sex if I could make him ejaculate using only my tongue, but today, if I could make him ejaculate using only the tip of my tongue, I had to fuck him 30 times.

Sex was really only a reward for things I thought I wouldn't succeed at, and I only did it 30 times if I felt like I could.

The commonality is that they have been licking the old man's penis for days now with their horny cunts, wetting it every day to the point where drops of love juice are dripping down, but they are not able to have proper sex.

The biggest problem of all was that I had never even managed to do that 30 times.

"Whoa, Whoa…."

"Does your jaw hurt?"

"Ah, I can still do it…."

"No, let's stop here."

As if my jaw was sore, the moment I started to show even the slightest sign of strain, the old man immediately put his pants on. Because of that, I kept trying to lick the dick longer and harder, but it was still hard, and the old man kept putting his dick in as if he had no intention of licking it.

"eww…."

That's why I was getting impatient. I thought I could do a little more, but I definitely flinched once earlier... I kept thinking about when I would ejaculate, and as I thought about where on my dick I would feel better, I wanted to lick it more and more. I thought I could do a little more, but I could do more.

Rather, now I was even happy to let him lick my dick. I was resentful that my dick, which I licked twice a day for nearly two hours every day, had not yet made me ejaculate, but I was also more excited than that. I wanted to make him feel better and make him ejaculate quickly.

"Whew~ I couldn't do it today either."

"I'm sorry…."

More than anything, my uncle had been holding back from masturbating for days, saying that since I couldn't have sex, he too had to hold back, so I wanted to make him feel good quickly.

In just a few days, it was as if my mind had been transformed and all I could think about was sleeping.

I want to get fucked by someone who makes it cheap somehow. But I still haven't received a single penny.

Even if you can't have sex, I wish you would just ejaculate now. When I saw you holding it in and not ejaculating because of me, I felt like I did something wrong. You can't ejaculate because I can't.

I told him several times that it was okay to piss, that it was okay if we didn't have sex, but he said that I couldn't do that, that I had to work harder and lick it as if I was licking something more delicious, so I could only try.

But, because I kept licking it with the thought that I was licking something really delicious… these days, I hardly felt any aversion to licking the vagina.

Rather, it felt good. Just having the dick in my mouth makes me feel good. The very fact that I'm making the dick feel good in my mouth makes me feel good.

I wish it would get better and I would appreciate it if you would explain it to me.

But in the end, the old man chose his clothes without being able to explain the situation today either.

"Then will I be punished today too?"

"Yes, no…."

As soon as I heard what the old man said, I immediately climbed onto the bed like I was used to, took off my pants and underwear before licking my dick, completely exposed my lower body, lay down like a dog, raised my knees, and lifted my butt.

Zzz, zzz, zzz

"Doesn't the water seem to rise as the days go by?"

"Yeah~."

"Why does it feel like this?"

"I'm so impatient… I want to get nailed…."

As instructed, I kept saying dirty words and pushing him, but nothing entered her vagina. The old man's fingers just tickled the area around her vagina as if he was teasing her very wet vagina.

The squelching vagina opens and closes with just that, making an obscene sound. Even though it's just a tickle, it squirms and makes an obscene sound.

It was just tickling, but even that felt so good that I felt tingling even at this slight stimulation. I wasn't forbidden from masturbating, but I held back from masturbating because I thought that I would definitely make her cum next time and have sex with her, so I was getting more and more anxious as the days went by.

Just tickling her but her vagina twitches. She begs the man in front of her to put his penis in right away.

But he only tickled her mercilessly. Even her throbbing pussy was now so hot that she felt like she would climax from such a slight stimulation, so she pulled her hand away without hesitation.

"Whoa, Whaaaa… Whaaaang…."

Even though I was moaning, wishing he would do just a little more, he cruelly put his hand towards my mouth. I immediately licked his finger clean, expressing my gratitude for the slight touch.

"Slurp… slurp…."

The punishment for not letting her ejaculate was to make her turn on him and never let her go. If she really wanted to feel good, she had to do it right next time.

But now, my body was so turned on that I wanted even this. I wish you would touch me, even just a little bit.

Maybe because of that thought, I was naturally becoming more and more aegyo and flirtatious. As if I was learning how to use my sexuality as a woman, I deliberately made subtle sexual appeals, and even tried wearing clothes that were a little loose around the neck, thinking that I would try exposing a little bit.

I often bought clothes with the allowance my uncle occasionally gave me. I thought it would make me look a little prettier, so I thought maybe he would lose his temper and attack me, but he was completely impenetrable.

Something seems to be making me rush in more and more. I feel like I'm losing my senses more and more.

"How is it, aren't you anxious?"

"yes…."

"Do you want more?"

"I want to be ignorant…."

"If you really can't stand it anymore, then tell me. If you really can't take it anymore, I'd like you to bear with it a little longer, but I don't intend to bother you."

"Oh, no. I'll hold out a little longer. I'll definitely give you a discount next time."

"It's not that you want to make me cum, but Hee-yeon, don't you want to have sex?"

"Uh… that's a bit half and half."

After that, we have a dirty talk for a while. We talk about our sexual preferences, what we want to do next time, our sexual fantasies, and what we liked and disliked from what we did that day. For example, if it is too hard to do it with the tip of your tongue, I give you advice on that or tell you where it feels good. The problem is that even after hearing that, I am still not used to licking, so I can't do it well.

I've heard a lot about sexual tastes, and lately, I've been thinking that the relationship between you and your wife is probably going to be strained. As we talked, you said that you get really excited by women feeling pleasure, or to be exact, you get really excited by women being dirty. So, if I may borrow a word, you could say that you get excited by 'bitches'.

"Have you thought about what I said before?"

"Uh, that's... that. Do you really want to do that?"

"To be honest, it's just a sex fantasy for me. If I asked my wife for something like this, I'd get divorced."

"Haa… Really. Sir, I understand your situation now."

Maybe it's because of my taste, but I've become completely open these past few days, and in between conversations, he's even asking me if I like to be exposed or if I like to invite guys over. I thought he was joking or just trying to figure out my personality, but I guess he was serious, so I couldn't help but ask him seriously.

"Well… no, I know that. Even when we were chatting, I said something like, 'It takes a lot of trust and love to give your woman to someone else.'"

"Do you remember that?"

"No, first of all, it wasn't a normal thing to say. I just remembered it… More than that, I'm a bit surprised that it wasn't a joke but serious."

I guess I'm a huge otaku myself, so I can understand various hobbies, but even so, netorare is a bit... More than anything, I don't understand the mechanism of feeling pleasure from that.

"Well, I won't force you if you don't want to… I'm just saying this because I really wouldn't be able to say things like this if it weren't for you, Heeyeon."

"So, in the end, you want to see me having sex with another man…?"

I couldn't help but sigh as I watched him nod.

How on earth did I end up giving my body to this man, and how did I become so dependent on him… .

I didn't force it, but I had a guess when I heard things like she was a bitch and might have sex with other men, but I never thought it would really be like that.

To be exact, it's not just that he's excited about it, but it seems like it's also a part of his taste. he wants to try threesomes, expose, do a little SM, have anal sex, make me wear a school uniform, and even film me and upload it.

It's kind of cute how he keeps spouting out his fantasies like he's back in middle school and asking me how this is and how that is. What should I say, it's like he's found someone he can reveal his hobbies that he's been hiding.

Actually, I also accept all of that. I'm not saying that I'll do it, but I'm seriously thinking about it while saying, "Well, that could happen."

I guess so. Saying things that can't be said to others like that is no different from really trusting me and revealing your inner thoughts after much thought, but to find that disgusting and unilaterally reject it is too cruel. Maybe it's because I have otaku-like hobbies, but I feel aversion to being rejected for my tastes.

"Ugh, anal… sigh. I don't like that…."

"Well… from my perspective, I want Hee-yeon to have at least one first experience."

"Eww… Don't say that so embarrassingly. Haa… Seriously."

As I started talking more and more honestly about my sexual preferences, I started to speak more openly.

Thanks to that, a strange sense of trust was built up, and I even knew the man's wife and the school his daughter went to. From what I heard, the daughter seemed to be a high school student now.

So, I asked him if he wasn't embarrassed in front of his daughter for doing this to tease him a little, and his answer was so revealing of his personality and disposition that I was speechless.

"Well, my daughter has sex with other men, so why can't I?"

How on earth should I answer this…. Should I say that I live very young?

Clearly, this man is not a normal person.

"Um… So, the uniform is fine. But only if you get it for me since I don't have one. And anal… On hold for now! No, no, on hold, on hold! And the guest… Uh… Do you really want to do it like that? As for a threesome… If you call a girl, that's fine."

"School uniforms... um, no. Maybe she doesn't want to teach school in the first place. And as for the anal, I'll have to tame it first, and I really want to try an invited man once. It's my fantasy. I want to call for a massage. And speaking of threesomes, don't you usually hate calling women? They're women. Isn't that the opposite?"

"Oh, ugly women are no good."

"…You also have bi tendencies?"

After I took a shower and came out, I had a normal conversation with the old man as if I had forgotten what had just happened.

We were actually having sex, but it was kind of an ambiguous situation where we maintained the old relationship.

"By the way, I heard there's a gathering coming up soon. Do you want to go?"

"Ah… I want to go to the meeting, but I'm a little hesitant."

"Why? Since I'm here, I might as well go."

"That's…um, honestly, what did you think when you saw me, mister?"

"Well, I'm surprised. Oh… is that so?"

"I was worried that the relationship we had through chatting would go wrong, but I'm really enjoying just chatting with people."

The old man seemed to have realized something and became lost in thought.

"Well, I think I have a lot of patience, but that's not true… Hmm, so does that mean I can't go to the meeting?"

"I guess so. Now that I think about it, I heard you booked a pension this time?"

"I thought Hee-yeon would come too, so I spent a lot of money, but it's a shame."

"You paid for that, mister?! All of it?!"

"It wasn't everything, but they did give me some support."

As expected, he is the big shot in our chat room. He is said to be one of the reasons why the site does not fail.

A little while later, as I was leaving the motel and returning my card key to the counter, an employee whose face I had almost memorized looked at me with envious eyes.

Since we go to the motel every day for lunch and dinner, I can't help but remember... Also, I think he realized that it wasn't like a paid relationship because he was confident and didn't seem embarrassed about going to the motel with me. That's why my envious gaze toward him got worse. It's also kind of funny.

As soon as she left the motel, she hugged the old man and rubbed her body against him as if she was being cute. Everyone around her was watching her act of affection, but she held him in her arms and spoke to his ear as if nothing had happened.

"Ha… Then see you tomorrow."

"You've become a lot more charming?"

"Who taught you that?"

"I feel like I've become a lot younger these days thanks to Heeyeon."

"Are you trying to get younger here?"

Actually, this wasn't something that the old man taught me, but when I left the motel or something, I would sometimes see people looking at me with negative eyes as if I was seeing someone who was having a sex scandal, and that's why I started to feel bad. However, since it was the old man who told me to show some aegyo, I'll just pass the buck.

After we broke up, we went back to the boarding house, promising to meet again tomorrow.

'Haa… This is driving me crazy.'

As the days went by, my body got hotter and hotter, and I really thought I couldn't stand it anymore.

Seriously, if I let my guard down for even a moment, my body would be so tense that if someone passed by and offered me money to do it just once, I would probably say yes.

I may not have known that exhilarating climax before, but now I can't go back.

I want to experience more than just the pleasure, that explosive, unbearable feeling.

These days, it's like I'm back in middle school, all I can think about is sex, and I'm so horny every day that I can't even say anything to Kyungsoo. Even when I smell Kyungsoo's body odor at home, I want to go and hug my uncle right away.

"Haaah…."

This is a complete sex addiction… .

There was no denying it, I wanted to cum while impaling myself on that old man's dick.

No, with my body as turned on as it was now, I wanted to feel good, even if it meant just having sex.

'…Just hold on a little longer!'

Still, I tried to calm my mind, thinking that I wanted to feel the climax rather than just feel good, and that I wanted to go crazy and just feel it without thinking about anything.

Thinking that I should try a little harder, I arrived right in front of the boarding house and headed toward the elevator.

But I think it's funny to try to control your mind with something like this… .

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