Extra. Hwang Sua’s Memoir (2)

One thing I want to say first is that I genuinely like them.

Without exception, all of them.

Haeun, Hinami, Ye-eun, and Soo-ah.

I love them romantically.

…If it were possible, I wanted to marry all four of them.

Since it’s not legally possible, I twisted things and married only two.

In that sense, falling for Soo-ah was actually natural when I think about my original preferences.

She likes baseball, has a slender figure, and while similar to Hinami in some ways, she has that cute, childish, and immature vibe.

Age-wise, Soo-ah is a bit older, but Hinami has seen all sorts of disgusting things in the entertainment industry, right?

…For starters, she’s more famous than me.

Compared to her, Soo-ah is a girl who’s known me since my baseball player days.

I used to like having sex with a fan who harbored a vague sense of admiration for me, amidst an awkward atmosphere.

You know, like sipping coffee silently in my apartment, playing mind games over who would suggest showering first.

…Of course, I never dated them.

There are no women twisted enough to satisfy my sexual desires, except for the wives I have by my side now.

“…Um, um. I’ll go get the camera first. Ahaha….”

“I’ll put the dildo away.”

“………Yes.”

…A woman who immediately thinks of filming upon hearing a suggestion for sex is definitely not common.

Even Haeun and Jia don’t have that kind of preference.

Those two were just physically lustful, and they became trained because I made them do it; it wasn’t their original inclination.

The ones who are perverted from the core are Hinami and Soo-ah.

These two were definitely more perverted than me.

…Both are also severely masochistic.

However, Soo-ah feels more interested in my body.

“…I’ll go put some clothes on.”

See? As soon as I take my clothes off, her eyes greedily scan me up and down.

Seeing my stiffly erect cock, Soo-ah, with eyes full of anticipation, took out her clothes and immediately went into the bathroom.

There, without even closing the door, she transformed into a ‘saintly’ outfit that was anything but holy.

…If I’d known this would happen, maybe I shouldn’t have washed it.

The nun outfit that fit Haeun perfectly clung tightly to its original owner, Soo-ah, revealing her alluring figure.

Although the breast size is quite different, Soo-ah isn’t particularly small either.

Plus, she’s currently breastfeeding, so her breasts are a bit larger.

“President- Ah. …Oppa.”

“Yeah.”

“…Doesn’t it compare too unfavorably to Haeun unnie…?”

“…I originally preferred slender types.”

“That just means you like big breasts now….”

Of course, if they were bigger, that would be good too.

But still, a person can’t live on rice alone.

You need to mix in other things like noodles and bread occasionally to avoid getting bored.

“Ah…”

I pull Soo-ah, who’s looking down and glancing at her own petite breasts, into a tight hug, slip my hand through the provocatively high side slit of her outfit, and firmly grab her butt.

With a black towel draped over her head, she’s my saintess, exclusively mine.

…Since I’m not her exclusive man, I guess I can’t complain if she finds it unfair.

As long as she doesn’t leave on her own, I have no intention of abandoning this poor saintess and running away.

I have children and a sense of responsibility, but no conscience.

As if I’d ever let her go by my own hand.

The thought of another man touching this body, which looks so delicate yet has hips perfect for childbirth, makes me want to cry tears of blood.

“Pres…, ah. Father.”

“So now I’m ‘Father’ just because you’re wearing a nun outfit?”

“Please play along… You play along so well with Hinami or Haeun unnie.”

“Ahaha. Alright.”

For our ‘lewd saintess’, who now calls me Father instead of President, I stretched my stiff shoulders.

It was a bit stiff… but oh well.

Whether lifting, pinning, or breaking that delicate body, my worn-out shoulders are more than enough.

Watching her slowly climb onto the bed, I followed her, entering the frame.

…What angle should I shoot from to satisfy Soo-ah?

“Ah…! “

…Since I don’t know, maybe I’ll start by spanking her butt.

I slapped my palm hard onto the very tight fabric, and she, who had been crawling on all fours, trembled and collapsed.

Then, she slightly lifted the side-slit nun outfit, revealing her soft, plump buttocks, and looked back at me with expectant eyes.

…And a thong panty was the bonus.

But can this really be called a nun outfit?

What with the black stockings that only go up to the thighs, why does a nun outfit even have side slits like a qipao?

At this rate, it’s not a nun outfit or a saintess outfit, it’s a ‘whore outfit’.

“…♡”

…Anyway, Soo-ah would look like a slut even in a real nun outfit.

Indeed, this suits you.

Getting lewdly fucked by a priest, then receiving confession with a calm face pretending to be devout and pure – that’s perfect for you.

You actually did that once during your broadcast.

Like viewer relationship advice sessions.

“…Ah, hng…♡”

For our nun, who’s desperate to be hit, I give her butt another smack.

Slap, my dry palm hits flesh, making a slightly moist, juicy sound and leaving a bright red mark.

I don’t have a hobby of hitting people, but seeing her butt turn red naturally makes my cock get hard.

…Well, seeing that delicate body, it would be weirder not to get hard.

“…Take off your underwear.”

“Aagh…♡ Yes, yehet…♡”

Slap, slap.

Continuing with the spanking, she was already drooling and lowly prostrated herself to remove her underwear.

As expected, after stroking her groomed V-zone a few times, my fingers were covered in lube, stretching out long.

…Oh, right. She was just using a dildo until a moment ago.

Filthy whore.

“A saintess like you, shamelessly masturbating.”

“I-I’m sorryyy…, Father…♡”

Squish squish, I thrust two fingers into her soaking wet pussy and slowly pulled them out.

The self-proclaimed saintess’s melted-down pussy pulsed lewdly, desperately begging for my cock.

Since I was starting to have a hard time holding back, I didn’t hesitate and pushed my sticky glans in.

“……♡”

Head buried in the bed, she covered her mouth, arched her back high, and reached back with her arms to smack her own butt, pang pang.

…For our Soo-ah, who loves getting hit so much, I wiped the sticky lube from her butt onto her ass and slapped her flesh once more, slap.

“Ha…♡ Ah…”

Slap, slap, every time her glistening buttocks, slick with sweat and lube, jiggle, her pussy tightens around me.

…I thrust deeper, holding back my climax in her tight pussy, unbelievable for a woman who recently gave birth.

As I pushed deeper, she tried to lift her pelvis, but her rough stockings must have slipped on the sheet, because she suddenly collapsed onto the bed, face down.

“Ah…, ah…, Oh…♡”

Thanks to that, vwoop, my glans scraped against her vaginal wall, pulling in her inner flesh,

Even though the pain must be far greater than the pleasure, my saintess rolled her eyes back, stuck her tongue out, and trembled all over, squirting lube, bblub, bblub.

…Fuck, she still feels good even like this, which is why she goes around using that stupid dildo.

Instinctively, anger surged through me, and I genuinely smacked her butt hard, eliciting a scream mixed with pain, “Aack!”

I almost cooled down completely, thinking I’d gone too far.

“Haa…, haa…. E, ehehe…. President-nim…♡ No. Father-nim, I’m s-sorryyy…♡”

…This crazy bitch giggling even after getting hit hard enough to turn her skin bright red made my cooling head heat up again.

Sigh, this won’t do.

It looks like I need to properly awaken her.

“Ah, ugh… heek, evub…♡”

I flipped her over, thrusting my wet fingers and cock into her upper and lower holes respectively, pinning Soo-ah down with my heavy body, koong, koong.

Soo-ah, stripped of her language and taken like a dog, drooled and rhythmically bounced her hips to my movements, thump, thump.

The towel she had on her head had long since fallen not just off the bed, but onto the floor.

I pushed up the vulgar nun outfit that hindered my fucking up to her shoulders, and as she shook her hips pang, pang, an electrifying urge to cum built up beneath my scrotum.

Just before I could release that urge, I tried to choke her and press her head down, but…

“…B-ugh. Puhah…♥ Heh…, I’m s-sorry for being born… lewd…♥”

…She.

As soon as my hands reached her neck, she apologized without being told to.

“Sorry, Mo…m. I… like the… President… hehehe…♥ Ah……Ooh…♥”

…She stopped being a saintess then.

Simultaneously confessing her sins and her love.

The thick hands covering her neck,

She squeezed tightly.

“Keu…, eugh…♥”

…To cum profusely while suffocating a woman who loves me without asking for anything in return.

It wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling.

But it felt incredibly,

Refreshingly liberating.

…Ah,

This woman.

I think it’s okay to break her.

She’ll probably recover quickly anyway.

**

After finishing a somewhat dangerous sex session, I looked down at her sprawled on the bed from outside the camera’s view and smacked my lips.

…I did hit her a bit hard.

It’s not common for marks to remain to that extent.

“You’re too much, President-nim. My butt really stings….”

“…I told you to stop calling me President-nim.”

“…Then, Si-eun’s dad. Aren’t you being too harsh on your wife?”

…I really have nothing to say.

Bringing up the child’s name.

“Puhuhu…. Just kidding. Oppa.”

Soo-ah, who was smiling despite the slight sting, gave a wry smile as if she was fine, then shuffled off the bed, picked up her head towel, and rummaged through a drawer.

Before I could even ask what she was looking for, she pulled out a black mask from the drawer.

“Anyway. …Shall we take pictures today too? This one definitely has to be uploaded.”

“…Cover your mouth and eyes well. So they can’t be seen.”

“My eyes are fine. After all, if you edit it, no one will recognize me anyway.”

“Still.”

“Yes.”

She put the veil-like towel back on her head, covered her lower face with the mask, climbed back onto the bed, and struck a pose that fully exposed her buttocks.

…Looking again, I really did spank her quite hard.

If I upload something like this, won’t her followers get angry?

Or maybe not.

Maybe they’ll like it even more.

“…But, doesn’t this seem too lewd to be called a nun outfit? You think so too, Oppa?”

“It’s not a nun outfit, it’s a ‘whore outfit’.”

“Ahaha. Is that so? …Then am I a whore? Are you a ‘whoremaster’? A pervert?”

“Just lump us both as perverts.”

“Aww, that’s no fun. …You’re a slutty cock who impregnates woman after woman without any chastity, and I’m a lovey-dovey pure love story character who only gets fucked by you…?”

“Throw that dildo away and then talk.”

“Ah, that…. Just the entrance! My clit…, that’s all. Really…”

…Of course, many people would get angry seeing this sweet, loving scene.

I don’t really want to imagine who would get angry, though.

I put on a nonchalant smile, beckoned her over, and brought the camera to my eye.

Then Soo-ah dropped her giggling act, put on a face people would want, and looked into the lens.

“…Take a pretty picture, Oppa?”

“You’re pretty no matter how I shoot you.”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean… You, who touches idols every day.”

“Just because they’re pretty doesn’t mean you aren’t.”

“… “

I coaxed an even more seductive sparkle from Soo-ah’s eyes.

Then, click, I captured a picture painted in white, covered in red and black, thick white paint.

…That photo, with her eyes half-covered, clearly told what happened on this bed, but

Since the beauty mark on her lower abdomen wasn’t captured,

Probably.

No one would be able to recognize her.

…Even if someone did recognize her.

Nothing would change.