9. Baby Making Project Seong Yu-ah

“How is it?”

“The clitoral pressure feels very good. But the vaginal walls need to be scratched harder… Ah, ahh… Good.”

She says it feels good with her mouth.

But Seong Yua’s expression remains unchanged.

That’s not to say she isn’t feeling anything.

I insert my fingers deeper.

‘Just now, her brow twitched.’

[Sex Master] Level 3.

There’s no way she can’t feel it. I can tell by how crazy Gong Jiyun goes.

Seong Yua is also feeling pleasure through her pussy.

But as usual, she’s completely suppressing her emotional expressions.

‘Normally, this would be a buzzkill reaction, but with Seong Yua, it’s even hotter.’

As I continue to caress her vaginal walls, the sound changes.

Tsup, tsup, tsu-up, tsu-up-

“How does it feel?”

“I can feel fluids flowing out from deep inside, presumably from the cervix.”

“Already? That’s faster than usual.”

“Indeed. Certainly, my body is heating up faster than usual. My uterus has been throbbing for a while now.”

Seong Yua’s nape turned red.

I groped her vaginal walls, searching for the G-spot.

“Is it here?”

“A little further inside.”

“Is it here?”

“Upward, that is, in the direction where your finger bends.”

Tsu-up, tsu-up, tsu-beok- tsu-beok-

I rummage wildly through the thick, chewy flesh.

As more and more viscous fluid flows out, the frictional sounds become increasingly intense in real-time.

“Just a little to the right from there, euht… Ah, heu-geut!”

“Hmm, here it is.”

As I touch the slightly swollen G-spot, Seong Yua’s waist twitches.

Her surprised pussy sticks to my finger with a cheop-sseok!

“Let’s get started for real now.”

The hem of her skirt is still pressing down on my wrist.

I flip the skirt up towards her butt and roll it upwards.

Through the underwear that’s been slightly pushed aside.

I can see Seong Yua’s pussy, which has been wildly rummaged by my fingers.

“Huh?”

But.

Her underwear is different from usual.

“…Wow. Is this your taste?”

Normally, Seong Yua’s underwear was just a plain design.

Single-colored cotton panties that pursued only practicality.

No lace, no ribbons, not even a common pattern.

“No, I wore it to show Kim Junyoung-ssi.”

“Pardon?”

“You mentioned before that you ejaculate quickly when you’re excited. I heard that men like this kind of design.”

The area of the underwear is very small, close to a T-thong.

The waist part is only slightly wider than a string, so it’s barely hanging on her hips.

Because of this, at first glance, it gives the illusion of ‘Did she wear it a little low?’

‘No… it’s really all see-through.’

The crotch area is made of white, translucent see-through material, and thanks to that… Oh, shit… Without fulfilling even a bit of the original role of underwear, it boldly reveals her pussy.

“Wow… that’s fucking awesome…”

Moreover.

The translucent fabric, soaked in vaginal fluids, sticks to her pussy, adding to the lewdness.

‘Wow… her cameltoe, so fucking sexy…’

Because the fabric is surprisingly thin, the ‘3-shaped’ curves of her pussy lips and the glistening of the vaginal fluids assert their presence through the fabric.

Underwear that is extremely lewd, which never suits Seong Yua.

The gap between the two.

Represents Seong Yua’s appearance, which has been completely changed by my hands.

“Are you getting excited?”

“Yes. Really… I’m getting incredibly horny. I want to impregnate Team Leader-nim right away.”

“Good. It seems to be working well.”

I shook my head, having been넋 놓고 admiring her pussy for a while.

I was in the middle of caressing Seong Yua.

It would be troublesome if the flow was interrupted and her body cooled down.

I pulled Seong Yua’s underwear down to her thighs.

“What was the signal for climax?”

“‘I’m cumming.'”

It’s the same phrase as Gong Jiyun.

I wondered if it would be a bit cliché, but I definitely wanted Seong Yua to say it.

“Yes, please say it clearly when you climax. For smooth caressing practice, the breathing between men and women is important.”

“Yes. Understood.”

I put my finger in her pussy.

And I bent my finger into a hook shape, hooking it onto her G-spot.

Tsup-jjeo-eok-

The surprised pussy sticks to my finger and begs, as if asking me not to do that.

The already moist pussy is squeezing me, jjo-op jjo-op.

I pull out the hook hooked on the G-spot, as if scraping the vaginal walls.

Tsu-kkeok-!

“Ho, oht…!”

Instantly, Seong Yua’s waist recoils as if bouncing back, and her chin lifts sharply.

I repeat the above process of hooking and pulling out very quickly.

Tsup, tsu-kkeok! Tsup, tsu-kkeok! Tsup, tsu-kkeok!

Seong Yua’s jaw muscles are slightly prominent.

She’s gritting her teeth and holding back her moans.

Tsup-jjeot-kkeok! Tsup-jjeot-kkeok! Tsup-jjeot-kkeok! Tsup-jjeot-kkeok!

Viscous fluid flows out non-stop.

‘It’s working unusually well today.’

The finger and wrist flicks feel much more natural.

“Kkeut, heup… Heu, hok…! O, hot…!”

Seong Yua’s waist trembles.

It’s a sign that she’s getting close to climax.

Her climax is much faster than usual.

“Team Leader-nim? If you just keep your mouth shut, feedback is impossible. Please brief me on your current feelings.”

“Yes, I underst… Hook…! E, yes.”

Her nape and ears are bright red.

I can feel the trembling in her voice.

Jjeol-jjeo-eok! Jjeol-jjeo-eok! Jjeol-jjeo-eok!

“The part you’re scratching now… Ah, feels very good, ah, eup…!”

Seong Yua suddenly closes her mouth tightly.

‘Wow… why is the speed of her pussy juice coming out like this?’

Thick pussy juice is pouring out from the inside.

Thanks to that, her pussy is very moist and chewy, making it fun to poke.

“Keep talking.”

Jjeol-jjeok!

“Hooked, geol-li-deu-heut…! I, hee…♡!”

Seong Yua immediately covers her mouth.

‘Oh, her voice was quite cute just now.’

Jjeol-jjeok! Jjeol-jjeok! Jjeol-jjeok!

“Speak.”

“Inside, i… scratched-heet! Th, the scratching…”

Jjeol-jjeo-eok! Jjeol-jjeo-eok! Jjeol-jjeo-eok! Jjeol-jjeo-eok!

“However, my waist is tired and… too fast… Ah…! Ju, cum-! I’m gonna cum-! Heut, hat! Heu-got♡”

Seong Yua throws her head back.

And her waist heaves forward three or four times, tung, tung.

Pit-jjuk! Pi-chuk!

In line with that heaving, several streams of water shoot out from her pussy.

‘Ooh-yah…’

Even in the midst of that, she clenches her mouth shut and doesn’t let out a single moan.

‘Her reaction is… no joke today?’

Normally, her climax wasn’t this intense.

Although her voice trembled, she always clearly said the signal, ‘I’m going to cum.’

But today, she couldn’t even say all of that.

‘Ah! Could it be?’

I turned on my phone with my non-wet hand.

[Artisan’s Touch]

Lv.1

(Always Active Skill)

A slight level of additional correction is applied to all actions that require dexterity.

The skill I drew yesterday.

‘This is it.’

It seems that all actions that require dexterity also include cunnilingus.

‘A slight level of additional correction, you say?’

It definitely wasn’t a slight level.

‘It’s Lv.1 right now.’

It’s already at this level now.

What will happen if I level it up?

‘It wasn’t a dud…!’

Both fists clench tightly.

It seems I’ll need a lot of points for skill leveling up in the future.

I put my finger back into Seong Yua’s pussy.

Her pussy sticks to my finger and pushes me out, begging me to stop, cheop-sseok.

I rummaged through the space mercilessly.

Tsup-kkeok, tsup-kkeo-eok-

“Hat-kkeuk…!”

‘Let’s work hard.’

With determination, I started moving my finger.

“Hoooo-ook♡!!”

+++

Saturday, 9 AM.

Originally, I’m definitely not the type to wake up early on holidays.

Waking up at 11 AM on Saturdays and Sundays is my iron rule.

But today, I woke up at 8 AM, took a shower, and prepared to welcome a guest.

Because today is a special day when the efforts of the past few weeks come to fruition.

Tto-reureuk-

The ice in the iced tea glass in my hand collided, making a clear sound.

Looking out the window, I held up my phone and used a skill.

[You have used the skill ‘Weather Forecast.’]

[Today will be clear all day, with rain starting from 6 PM.]

Hureup-

I savored the sweet and bitter aroma of the iced tea.

My esophagus is cooled down refreshingly.

Ttok-ttok-

I heard a knock on the door.

If I stay still, she’ll come in on her own. Because I told her the password.

‘She’s not the type to spread secrets around.’

Ttik-ttik-ttik-ttik. Tti-ri-ring~

The door lock is released.

The door opened.

Tto-gak, tto-gak.

A woman with a cold impression enters.

She fumbles to take off her high heels in the entryway.

As always, an office look with a tight-fitting suit skirt and a shirt tucked in to emphasize her chest.

“You’ve arrived.”

“Yes.”

Seong Yua, who answered briefly, looks around for a moment.

It’s a small and shabby studio apartment. There’s not much to look at.

Seong Yua soon lost interest in the house.

We sat facing each other on the floor with a low table between us.

I served her iced tea.

“You said you wanted to accelerate the project, so let’s have a meeting?”

“Yes. Somehow, I think we were missing a somewhat important part.”

“An important part…?”

I sipped from my cup.

I scanned her from head to toe, as if it were new.

‘Her lines are so pretty.’

Her feet and calves wearing black pantyhose.

And her buttocks, which are pressed down and bulging out to the side because she’s kneeling.

‘Is it because she takes such good care of herself? She doesn’t have any belly fat either.’

Women tend to pull up their skirts to cover their lower abdomen.

‘What do they call it… high-waisted?’

In such cases, most people have belly fat protruding below the waist of the skirt when they wear a tight-fitting skirt.

But I can’t find any fat coming out from Seong Yua’s skirt at all.

Rather, it seems like I can faintly see the smooth abdominal muscles that stretch out in a straight line.

I raised my gaze a little more to her chest.

That would be a full D cup at the very least.

Her chest is already large, but tucking her shirt into her skirt made her chest even more prominent.

“Team Leader-nim.”

“Yes.”

“What have we been practicing lately for baby-making?”

“The technique of caressing a woman’s pussy and breasts.”

It’s a story that would only come out in a racy novel.

But the expression on her face as she says that is nothing but calm.

“That’s right.”

I sipped my iced tea again.

Seong Yua also put her lips to the glass, following me.

“Caressing is important, but Team Leader-nim.”

“Yes.”

“Isn’t there something else we really need to practice?”

“What is it? If you just tell me, I’ll do my best to assist.”

I can feel determination from Seong Yua.

She’s serious about this ‘Baby-Making Project.’

I sipped from my glass again.

“What we really need to practice is…”

Tak-

I put the glass down, making a sound.

“Sex.”

[Starting Modification Mode.]

The scenery changes.

+++

Finally.

It’s the end of the process of making one woman mine.

My pounding heart urges me to act.

‘First, I’ll strengthen the concepts I’ve created.’

Among them, two that I need to focus on.

[No matter what Kim Junyoung says, I don’t doubt it if it’s about the project.]

[No matter how lewd the act, if it’s related to the project, it’s not a dirty deed but work.]

Dark gray latent concepts.

The 1m-sized spheres have been growing on their own, and I’m adding more reinforcement to them again.

Woong-

‘At this rate… it’ll easily be 5m.’

Next.

‘Surface concept creation.’

[As an assistant, I support Kim Junyoung’s sex practice with my body.]

After creating the sphere, I increased its size.

As big as possible. About 3m in size.

‘Next is… latent concept creation.’

Unlike before, a heavy sense of pressure is felt in my hand.

Touching latent concepts puts a great burden on the subject.

That means that latent concepts have a great influence on the subject.

[Sex with Kim Junyoung is not a sexual act but work.]

[I am greatly contributing to the project through sex. I feel proud and confident about this.]

‘That’s it.’

I ended Modification Mode.

+++

The scenery returns.

I’m sitting facing Seong Yua in my studio apartment.

“Sex… you mean sexual intercourse.”

“Yes. I need you to practice sex with me.”

Seong Yua sips her iced tea with a calm expression.

I approached Seong Yua from the side.

“If it’s practice…”

I unbutton Seong Yua’s blouse one by one, answering.

“It means inserting my dick into Seong Yua-ssi’s pussy.”

“I see. Are we doing it now?”

“Yes. That’s why I deliberately called you to my house. It would be uncomfortable in the supply room.”

Before I knew it, all the buttons on Seong Yua’s front were undone.

But she didn’t stop me at all until then.

I lifted her bra up.

“Wow…”

Her D-cup, bouncy breasts welcome me.

“Team Leader-nim’s breasts are always pretty, no matter when I see them.”

“Is this sexual harassment now…”

“Whispering 음어 to each other is also part of sex. Please accept it.”

“…I see. I made a mistake. I’m sorry.”

We suck each other’s dicks and poke each other’s pussies, but.

Seong Yua turns serious at all actions except for the defined contact.

She only recognizes the defined actions as work.

Here, defined actions refer to things related to the project.

Until now, making me cum and cunnilingus fell under that category.

‘But if I add sex to that and lump everything else together as part of sex… the scope becomes much wider.’

I grabbed her chest, which filled my hand.

“…Could this also be…”

“Yes, it’s naturally included in sex.”

I often expose her chest to promote ejaculation, but.

Today is the first time I’m touching it.

Whenever I reached out to touch her chest, I would often get slapped on the back of my hand.

I put Seong Yua’s nipple in my mouth and sucked on it.

Jju-up-

“Heu-eut…!”

She flinches at the unfamiliar sensation.

“Jjup, jju-up… Let’s go to the bed.”

Seong Yua and I moved to the bed.

It was a very short distance since it was a studio apartment, but.

We became naked in the meantime.

“…”

“Wow…”

Seong Yua stares at me without covering her body.