Extra. Hinami’s Memoir (2)

A hot stream of water rolls down onto the floor.

As I gently move my feet on the damp, soaked tiles, her breathing grows a little louder along with a chalbak sound.

“Haaap…, Euubeup…♡”

I covered that breath with a squelching sound and enjoyed her soft lips to my heart’s content.

Despite being skinny elsewhere, I firmly grabbed her quite tempting butt.

Above her cute navel, slightly below the cleavage, I stickily rubbed my glans against it.

Every time I gently pinched her flushed red earlobes, Hinami kept making snorting sounds, making her so cute I wanted to bite her.

“…Eup, Eu…♡”

…So I bit.

Her lusciously limp tongue.

Hinami, who frowned slightly as if it hurt, looked at me while dripping saliva the moment I released her tongue, and then bit down hard on my shoulder.

She, having bitten hard enough to leave marks, began to suck my skin, making jup, jup sounds as she gradually eased the force.

“Puhaha…. Ehehe….”

Hinami, who had finally left a mark on my body, moved a step away from me, holding a heart-melting smile.

After sticking out her bright red tongue long, showing it to me as if showing off.

Starting from the shoulder where the kiss mark remained, the collarbone.

From the firm chest, the somewhat delicate nipple.

Defined abs, hip bones.

Slowly licking her way down my body.

…Finally kneeling.

“…Heup……”

Filling her mouth with my sticky glans, she rolled her irises upwards, letting the corners of her eyes droop.

…That seductive charm, that temptation.

Constantly provokes my sadistic tendencies.

“Eup…, Keheuk…. Eubeup…♡”

Quite skillful fellatio, compared to the number of experiences.

…But compared to that vulgar and lewd nature, it was still clumsy caressing.

It felt closer to licking than sucking, but poking and thrusting my cock against her cheeks made the stimulation passably sufficient.

Actually, she’s so hot just looking at her face that I don’t even need anything more.

I thrust my cock deep in until her beautiful face contorts and her cheeks bulge, messing up her hair completely.

But Hinami, wet with moisture, her bangs and flyaways all stuck together, still shone even in her wildly tousled state.

…She was still cute.

Instead, it just took away a bit of her innocence and heightened her sexiness.

“Keuup…, Phewek…♡ He…e……”

After thrusting my cock until tears slightly welled up in her eyes, I roughly pull her hair and forcefully make her stand up.

Even standing straight, her forehead touched my chest, and she leaned against me, gasping for breath and coughing.

I place my hand on Hinami’s neck and try gripping it lightly.

…She’s so slender and fragile, it feels like she would break if I put just a little more force.

Her muscles, bones, skin.

She’s a woman like glass that would shatter if handled even a little roughly.

Strangely enough, she doesn’t break at all.

“Haa…. Oppa. …I’m still an idol, aren’t you treating me too roughly?”

“I don’t want to hear that from a masochist.”

“Puhehe. …You brute. Pervert. Sadist Oppa.”

The moment she spat out my cock, she had returned to her usual idol persona.

Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she moved a distance away from me and rinsed her mouth once with the showerhead.

Then she beckoned me to come towards her, and I didn’t refuse, moving my feet into the stream of water with a chalbak chalbak sound.

The warm water poured down on my shoulders, flowing along my chest, and my pounding heart calmed down a little.

…But our idol, who had no intention of leaving me alone, turned behind my back before I knew it, stretched up high on tiptoes, and clung onto my neck with a chalsak sound.

Her soaking wet breasts touched my back, and their incongruous volume was clearly conveyed.

…It’s not for nothing that Hinami is popular even with men.

It’s just that she’s not quite as good as Jia or Haeun, but she’s still a glamourous figure.

“Since our tastes match, isn’t it good for both of us?”

“No matter how I think about it, Oppa seems to be getting way more benefit.”

“I can’t deny that.”

“Ahaha…. …Right? There’s almost no idol like me who’s pretty, cute, popular, sexy, …and still a virgin at this age, right?”

“…You aren’t anymore, are you?”

“Oppa just… jeubeup jeubeup. Violently tore my hymen apart, pang, pang. …You peeeeervert.”

As I slightly bent my knees to let her cling more comfortably, this mischievous woman brought her lips close to my ear and whispered all sorts of lewd words non-stop.

The murmurs themselves were lewd and stimulating, but the breath-filled laughter that followed, giggling along, was several times lewder, making my finally calmed heart beat again.

But I pretended to be unfazed, brushed my bangs aside once, turned my head, and returned a smile to her, who was full of laughter.

Then Hinami’s eyes widened, she blinked a few times, her pupils wandering back and forth, before she pulled away from me with a hwik.

“…What’s wrong?”

“Ah, now that I think about it, I’m pissed off. …Oppa, you were my first, but I wasn’t Joo-hyuk oppa’s first, right? Isn’t that too unfair?”

“You wouldn’t have been interested in me if I wasn’t Haeun’s Master.”

“Puhehe…. That’s true. …It’s because you were holding onto that pretty, sexy, seemingly proper older woman so tightly. That’s what sparked my curiosity.”

“….”

She moved about three steps away, put her hands behind her back, bent forward, and continued speaking in a pose often seen in Japanese youth movies.

As the visual, likely only seen on screen, appeared before my eyes, I momentarily forgot my words and just stared blankly at her beauty.

Hinami, who was waiting for my response while making eye contact, awkwardly scratched the nape of her neck as the conversation didn’t continue.

“…Anyway. I’m still pissed off. Eit!”

“Ah, cold! Hey…!”

She suddenly ran towards me with quick steps, turned the water to the cold end, picked up the showerhead, and sprayed it at me with a swaaaa sound.

In an instant, drenched in cold water, goosebumps broke out all over my body, and my heart chilled.

I approached Hinami, who was laughing heartily, and tried to snatch the showerhead, but since she showed no sign of letting go at all, I just turned the head part in the opposite direction.

“Ah, Oppa! It’s cold…!”

“Puheuhup. You’re cold too, right?”

“Stop, stop, I’m sorry. I was wrong, ahaha….”

Hinami, who had also been hit by the cold water just like me, shrieked kya kyak and burst into hearty laughter amidst the chaos, trying somehow to twist her caught wrist and repeatedly turn the showerhead towards me.

Though mostly, she ended up getting hit herself.

“Surrender. I surrender. Hangboook…♡ Ehehe….”

“…Alright.”

Finally unable to overcome my strength, her body chillingly soaked, she raised both hands high and completely surrendered to me.

Only after her laughter stopped, I turned off the shower, brought a towel, and dried her soaking wet hair with a tal tal motion.

Hinami, who had been obediently accepting my touch like a puppy, opened her mouth only after I finished drying her, resting her chin on my neck and fiddling with her fingers.

“…Um, Joo-hyuk oppa.”

“Yeah.”

“I… surrendered. …Aren’t you going to order me to do something?”

“…Like what?”

“Well… I meant I’d do anything….”

“…Well. Let me think about it.”

Her hesitatingly hoping I would ask first was so transparent that I held back my laughter and unnecessarily pretended to be cool, but.

Seeing my gaze like that, Hinami perhaps having read something into it, approached me with a sly smile.

“…Do you need time to think?”

“Well…. I do.”

“…Are you thinking about whether to fuck me like a dog from behind. …Or pound into me wildly and messily after lifting me up. Or else crush me down from above with a kkkooouuuk…?”

“….”

Again, laying out only suspicious words in my ears, provoking me.

“…Anything is fine. Since I surrendered.”

“If only Oppa wants it… doing it while filming is okay, right…?”

“…That’s your kink, isn’t it?”

“Ehehe. …Oppa likes it too, right?”

…Revealing even the desire I was momentarily contemplating with her own mouth.

“I’ll get ready. …I’ll be wearing the school uniform, so finish drying yourself and come.”

“…Okay.”

In a state that wasn’t innocent, she showed an incredibly pure smile, and then.

Just like that, she walked out of the bathroom with quick steps.

…Leaving her like that behind me.

I poured a little cold water on my grotesquely erect cock.

Otherwise.

Because it seemed like I would disgracefully ejaculate.

**

“…I’m coming in.”

“Yes.”

With only slight moisture remaining in my hair, I knocked on her door.

The tightly closed door creaked open, and a beautiful girl revealed herself from inside.

An ordinary white shirt.

An ordinary ribbon.

An ordinary skirt.

…An uncommon choker.

An appearance far too removed from ordinary.

White-haired Hinami.

Taking my gaze off her and turning my eyes to the side, another pair of eyes was looking at her.

Quite an expensive camera.

…It will probably capture our secret entirely.

“…How is it?”

“…If we go out like this, everyone would think we’re high school students.”

“Of course. How long has it even been since I graduated?”

“Indeed.”

“…Shall we go out? Like this?”

“Unless I’m crazy.”

“Ahaha….”

There were likely quite a lot more people than expected who had seen Hinami dressed in a school uniform.

Idols start their careers during their school days, and they often wear school uniforms in music videos, variety shows, or even on stage.

…But that was just a metaphor representing ‘innocence’ or ‘youth’.

The school uniform she was wearing now represented something slightly different.

“…Is it okay if we do it without taking it off?”

“Yes. …It’s not expensive clothing anyway. …And I didn’t wear any underneath.”

“Wear what?”

“…Who knows?”

‘Sense of taboo’.

‘Purity’.

‘Sexiness’.

…Metaphors that shouldn’t be contained in a school uniform, but ironically, emotions felt by so many people.

But I can openly show and monopolize that desire which people cannot outwardly reveal.

Casually touching her soft-looking thigh, I lift up the patternless navy skirt.

…Obviously.

I didn’t wear anything underneath.

“…Did you ever go around like this when you were in school?”

“No way. …Even though I’m a pervert, Oppa wasn’t around back then.”

“If we had met a bit earlier, would you have gone around like this?”

“…If Joo-hyuk oppa ordered me to?”

Without hiding her tightly closed, smooth pussy, she smiled suggestively, swaying her hips with a sallang sallang motion.

I placed my hand on Hinami’s chest and this time, undid the shirt buttons with a tuk, tuk sound.

As expected, the breasts buried inside immediately flowed down and reached my hand.

…Actually, I knew this even before taking off her shirt.

“…If Oppa had ordered me to, I wouldn’t have worn anything underneath today either.”

“I can’t give an order like that unless I’m crazy. …It’s filming, right?”

“Ehehe. But the school uniforms given on variety shows are a bit thicker so they don’t show through well, you know? …I probably wouldn’t be caught even if I didn’t wear a bra.”

“What about panties?”

“Well, if it shows, the PD will probably cut it.”

“I don’t want to give others a feast for their eyes.”

“No. Because I’m an idol. …It’s a profession where I become material for countless people to masturbate to.”

Whispering while scantily clad, she fulfilled my desire for domination and collapsed onto the bed with a seureureuk sound.

Just like that, stretching her legs out straight, she gently caressed her smooth, innocent-looking pussy.

“…So, Oppa.”

“….”

“An idol others can only look at and masturbate to. …Oppa can use me freely.”

…Staring at my grotesquely erect, extremely thick cock.

“…Please spread me messily. Use me as you please….”

Wearing a smug smile incongruous for her build.

“Please defile me thoroughly. …I’m your exclusive sex friend, aren’t I?”

“….”

“You’re filming properly, right? …So it’s okay if you use it again later as side dishes…?”

She slightly opened her tightly closed, lewd pussy with her hand, showing it.

That inner flesh, pale and looking soft.

…Was soaking wet, just like my cock.

Unlike her bold smile.

She was full of fear.