DA 08

“Haah... We’re doing dirty things with just a door between us and other people, honey?”

“You crazy guy…”

He stroked himself a few more times.

Pre-cum leaked from the slit at the tip of his penis, making the glans glisten.

Wet, squelching noises began to emanate from underneath where it had been dry only moments before.

Su-jeong accidentally looked down and gasped.

‘What? It can get even bigger?’

His penis looked even bigger than before.

It didn’t look like it could be hidden by one hand, let alone two.

How could it be so big?

The tip of his red penis peeked out and then disappeared into his curled fist. The sight was excessively lewd and stimulating, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Su-jeong stared, mesmerized.

It happened at that moment.

“What, are you surprised because my cock is so big?”

His deep voice, echoing in her ear, made her shudder.

“W-what?”

“You were staring at my cock earlier, weren’t you? Huh?”

Cock.

She couldn’t believe he’d actually used a word like that. So casually, too.

Hearing another embarrassing word for his genitals after the previous ‘penis’ made Su-jeong’s face flush.

“Haah... But honey, I do this while looking at you, but you don’t show me your face. That’s not fair.”

“So why are you looking at me instead…!”

“You enjoy watching me masturbate, but you don’t show me your face. Unfair.”

“What’s unfair about that! I-I told you to watch the video!”

“I told you, I don’t get hard from stuff like that. I could jerk off until my cock fell off and I still wouldn’t cum.”

“Ha, really…”

Is he insane?

The barrage of vulgar and obscene words made her head spin.

“Honey, look at me. Why do you keep avoiding my eyes? You need to look at me, hmm?”

And that voice, calling to her relentlessly, moaning…! She couldn’t avoid it, no matter how much she wanted to.

If she looked up, she would see Seong-chan’s face. If she looked down, she would see his hand stroking his penis. And if she looked to the side, she would see the sex scene on the screen.

She was surrounded.

「Ah, ah …!  I think I’m going to cum……! I’m going to cum!」

‘Just cum already!’

The moans from the headphones signaled the climax of the sex scene. Meanwhile, Seong-chan showed no signs of stopping.

The slapping sounds of skin against skin had turned into wet, squelching sounds.

The sounds came from his solo act, but they were indistinguishable from the sounds of a penis inside a vagina. This made it difficult to just listen passively.

‘When will this end?’

Su-jeong, noticing a new video playing on the screen, looked at Seong-chan with an exasperated expression.

“Haah…… haah..….”

His face was slightly contorted with pleasure, as if he was about to cum at any moment. However, his hand continued to move at a steady pace without a pause.

Intermittently, he would squeeze the glans of his penis through a tight ring formed by his fingers, then grasp the shaft with his other hand and shake it in a deliberately suggestive display.

‘He’s crazy!’

Su-jeong desperately averted her gaze.

After a while, his movements accelerated, signaling the approaching climax.

Flap! Flap! Flap!

The sound of the heel of his hand slapping against his abdomen, along with the sound of pre-cum, filled the air.

His frantic movements stopped. Seong-chan’s face contorted. A thick stream of fluid erupted from his penis.

‘Finally!’

It’s over!

Su-jeong cheered inwardly.

Had she ever waited so eagerly for someone to climax?

She felt ridiculous, but it didn’t matter. She could finally escape this horrible place.

“Haah……”

Unlike Su-jeong, who was eager to leave, Seong-chan seemed relaxed.

He was enjoying the afterglow, caressing his sensitive penis with his semen-covered hand. He took a breath, a satisfied look on his face, and then chuckled softly. Then he spoke, sounding almost apologetic.

“Oh, what am I going to do?”

“What is it?”

His tone was ominous and Su-jeong asked, a feeling of dread washing over her. Seong-chan looked up from his groin and met her eyes.

“Oh, did I forget to catch it?”

“…… What?”

Su-jeong stared at him blankly for a moment, then understood and looked down.

‘Oh, please.’

She had been so focused on his climax that she had missed the most crucial part.

Su-jeong stared at the evidence, too late to be collected, with a devastated expression. A mixture of despair and anger welled up inside her and she glared at Seong-chan.

“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?”

“Me? Why would I?”

Seong-chan pulled up his boxers and pants as he replied.

Su-jeong’s anger flared at his brazen, smirking face, but when she saw that he seemed to have finished his business there, she felt a surge of urgency.

She quickly grabbed his arm.

“Then do it again quickly!”

Seong-chan let out a dry laugh at the blunt and somewhat ridiculous request.

“How can you ask me to do it again right after I just ejaculated?”

He acted as if it was impossible to go again so soon, no matter how high his libido was.

“Like I said, that kind of porn doesn’t get me hard, and you don’t even show your face, so what am I supposed to get hard for? Give me something decent to jerk off to, then maybe I can get it up.”

Su-jeong shuddered at his relentless vulgarity.

What on earth gave him the confidence to be so brazen?

She wanted to storm out, but she couldn’t.

She had already witnessed his unwanted masturbation. To leave now with nothing to show for it would only be a loss for her.

Even if he wasn’t infertile or hadn’t had a vasectomy, she wouldn’t believe it until she saw it with her own eyes.

And it would be ridiculous to go back empty-handed while people were waiting outside.

‘What should I do?’

She couldn’t think of a solution.

While she was lost in thought, Seong-chan spoke.

“Well, I could try again if you cooperate this time.”

“What kind of cooperation do you want?”

“Are you seriously asking that?”

Seong-chan laughed at her seemingly innocent question and came closer.

One step, two steps. In just two steps he had her cornered. He spoke in a deep, suggestive voice.

“You will touch it instead.”

What the hell is this crazy guy saying?

As soon as she heard that, Su-jeong’s anger flared. She glared at Seong-chan, but he looked completely unconcerned.

“If you don’t want to, I can just leave. It’s your choice.”

As he turned towards the door, as if to leave, Su-jeong licked her dry lips.

‘Honestly, it’s not that I can’t.’

Hadn’t the whole point of approaching Ju Seong-chan in the first place, of offering him the sponsorship, been to have sex with him and have a child?

And it might have been the easiest thing she would have to do.

Su-jeong finally made up her mind and spoke, “……Just this once.”

Seong-chan turned around as if he had been waiting for these words.

“Okay.”

He sat down on a single-seater sofa and beckoned her.

“Come here.”

“Why are you sitting there?”

“What’s wrong with sitting here?”

“Then where am I supposed to sit?’

“Here. What’s the problem?”

Seong-chan, who had been leaning back with his hands behind his head, lowered one hand and patted his thigh.

“Don’t be absurd…”

Su-jeong glared at him, exasperated. But he showed no sign of backing down.

“Or do you want to kneel down and do it? I’m fine with that too.”

He even spread his legs wider, as if he had been waiting for this.

‘This pervert!’

Su-jeong glared at him, then reluctantly walked over.

“What are you waiting for? Sit down.”

Seong-chan urged her as she just stood there looking at his thighs, which were as thick as her waist. He patted his muscular thighs again, as if to show them off.

Su-jeong hesitantly leaned down and sat on the edge of his thigh, almost near his knee, trying to minimize the contact.

“Why are you sitting so awkwardly? You’re going to fall.”

“Oh.”

“Move further in.”

But it was no use as he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer.

His upper body pressed against her arm and side. She could feel his broad chest against her back. Every time he moved, she could feel the muscles in his torso shift.