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Translator: uly
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Officetel
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Officetel
A woman lay on the bed.
They say if your breasts spill to the side when you lie down, they're the real deal—truly massive.
Those breasts were so enticing that my hand drifted back to them unbidden.
Knead, knead.
My hand just wouldn't leave them... It felt too damn good.
No, I couldn't just stay like this.
Time to get those Dolphin Pants out of the way...
I positioned her legs into an M-shape and paused to take in the sight.
What a view. There's something intoxicating about it that's different from seeing her fully naked.
From there, I gently caressed her thighs, using my thumb to flip up both the Dolphin Pants and the panties caught at my fingertips in one smooth motion.
A pink pussy.
I'd never seen one so pretty before.
And thanks to the waxing, there wasn't a single hair in sight.
"Hah."
A sigh of admiration slipped out before I knew it.
I felt a swell of pride for deciding to bring her back to this officetel today.
Her pussy was so beautiful that I found myself staring at it for a good while.
Up until now, a pussy had just been a hole to stick my dick into—never something I'd call pretty or linger on appreciatively.
But this woman? Just looking at it brought a deep sense of satisfaction.
I lightly touched her labia with my finger.
I hadn't planned on pleasuring her pussy.
Truth be told, I'd been indifferent to it so far since there was no need to satisfy the woman.
A pussy just needed to get wet enough to take my dick—and if it wasn't, I'd suck on her tits nonstop or finger her until it was ready.
The soft pad of my fingertip brushed against something like a little bead.
It felt just like a tiny nipple.
I slid my middle finger in just a knuckle deep.
She wasn't fully wet yet, so I could feel the texture inside her pussy crystal clear.
The woman twitched slightly.
I didn't know much about G-spots or any of that.
But I did know that if you gently scraped the inside of a pussy like this with your finger, women would squirm.
My fingertip grew slick as her spread legs tried to close just a bit.
Nope, not allowed.
I used my body to keep her legs from clamping shut, then pushed my finger in deeper.
She twitched again, just a little.
God, I loved that reaction.
If she didn't respond like this, I wouldn't bother seeking out women at all.
I could just fuck an onahole or a love doll.
It was these vivid reactions, that squirming sensation.
That's why I put up with all this hassle.
A coward and scaredy-cat like me didn't have the guts to try this with a woman who was awake.
So instead, I put them to sleep and lewdly explored their bodies like this.
I gently scraped and caressed the inside of her pussy with my finger.
Her twitching picked up more and more.
Her hips were starting to buck a little, so it looked like she was feeling it plenty.
And sure enough, her love juices were flowing copiously now.
Perfect. That was more than enough.
I brought the tip of my rock-hard dick to her pussy.
Just the glans slipping in already felt incredible.
I thrust in deep, all the way inside.
"Mm."
Her hips lifted slightly as she let out a moan.
Yes—that reaction. Exactly what I wanted.
I took a moment to look her over.
Her spread breasts, the Dolphin Pants, and my dick buried between the flipped-aside fabric.
The sight had me insanely aroused.
I started moving my hips gently.
Squish, squish.
I was excited, sure, but flipping the Dolphin Pants aside turned out to be more awkward than I'd expected.
It looked great, but it wasn't my thing.
I pulled my dick out and stripped off her pants and panties completely.
Now her naked body was fully exposed.
Yeah, this was the best.
I grabbed my dick to slide back in, but her pristinely bare, glistening pussy caught my eye again.
So clean and wet, without a single hair.
Instead of just sticking it in, I suddenly wanted to taste her while she was still this fresh.
I gripped her thighs and brought my face to her pussy.
No hint of repulsion—just a pleasant scent.
Scent? This was the first time a woman's pussy had smelled this good.
Maybe because it was her own place, and she'd cleaned up thoroughly before the guys showed up?
It smelled less like her body's natural aroma and more like body wash.
I licked her pussy with my tongue.
The smoothness and softness against my tongue were exquisite.
This time, I pushed my tongue inside her.
A tangy taste—not the best, but it felt so dirty and hot.
I swirled my tongue around inside, and her body writhed noticeably.
Does it feel that good? That good, huh?
A sensation I'd never know as a man.
Her hips bucked, and her knees kept trying to close.
The reactions were so hot that I teased her pussy with my tongue over and over.
Her love juices gushed out more and more, and my dick swelled harder with every second.
"Can't hold back anymore. Gotta fuck her."
I thrust my dick into her soaking wet pussy.
The feeling of my dick entering her warm body always sent electric pleasure shooting through me.
Conquest. Achievement.
The emotions that drive men wild.
My fully erect dick fit her inside perfectly.
Every inch of my shaft clung tight to her vaginal walls.
I could finally understand what they meant by feeling a woman's folds.
Could it really feel this good?
I'd hunted plenty of women before, but none had ever felt this amazing.
Looks, tits, body, even the inside of her pussy.
I'd barely moved a few times, and already the urge to cum was creeping up.
Feeling that wave of pleasure building, I shook my hips faster.
I held back as long as I could to prolong it, thrusting to give my dick even more stimulation—but when I couldn't take it anymore, I buried myself deep inside her and unleashed the orgasm I'd been fighting.
Ugh, ugh, ugh.
The pleasure was so intense that my abs clenched and I could feel myself twitching.
It was the best fuck I'd had since sex was invented, or so it felt.
The post-nut satisfaction washing over me was on another level from usual.
At this rate, I might actually become a sage.
I pulled out my spent dick and got off the bed, gazing at the thoroughly disheveled woman.
A spark of greed flickered in my mind.
I couldn't just kill a woman like this offhandedly.
Wasting someone this good would be a loss to humanity.
I headed to the bathroom to wash my dick, slick with her juices, then came right back out.
I hadn't dried off properly, so water droplets dripped steadily onto the floor.
Five minutes left on the sleep duration.
I pulled duct tape from my bag.
Something I'd never tried before, but now was the time.
My heart pounded like mad.
The old me could've only dreamed of this.
That's why I'd simulated it in my head dozens, hundreds of times.
I gathered her arms above her head and wrapped them tightly with duct tape.
Way more than she'd ever escape on her own, no matter what.
Then I shaped her legs back into an M and bound each thigh to its calf with more tape.
Hm, looks good.
Something I'd only seen in AVs.
Next time, I should bring black tape instead of this blue stuff.
Finally, I taped over her eyes and mouth.
No telling what skills she might have.
Everyone got at least one.
She might attack the second she woke up, so better safe than sorry.
One minute left on the sleep. I scanned the room.
Her bag sat on the vanity. I rummaged through it.
A luxury-brand wallet. I opened it and pulled out her ID.
'Kim Ye-ji. Twenty-two years old. Nice.'
"Mm."
I was musing to myself when she started waking up.
"Mmmph! Mmmmmmph!"
She thrashed and mumbled incoherently.
I let her flail and mumble alone for a bit.
First time doing this for real, but I'd simulated it plenty.
And I'd read tons of posts from pervy bastards online.
After a while, it seemed she'd fully grasped her situation.
She'd feel her bound hands and strangely tied legs.
Her nakedness, the odd emptiness in her lower half.
And with her eyes blindfolded and mouth sealed, the fear would be amplified.
She stopped thrashing and mumbling once she focused all her senses on her hearing—the only way to assess her predicament.
I quietly walked over and stood at her side, then spoke.
"Kim Ye-ji."
She jolted in surprise at my voice.
"I'm going to remove the tape over your mouth. If you say anything useless or lie, it'll go right back on. Any bullshit, and you're dead. So answer our questions properly and don't do anything to make us misunderstand. Nod if you get it."
She nodded frantically, breathing heavily through her nose.
"Peel it off."
Better to make her think there were multiple people than reveal I was alone—it'd keep her from trying anything stupid.
That's why I'd given the order like we were a group. I ripped the tape off her mouth.
"Hah, hah. Please, spare me."
"I said no useless talk."
She clamped her mouth shut, trembling violently.
Seeing her naked body like that had my dick stirring again, even without a Recovery Potion.
Did I have a bit of an S streak?
"What's your skill?"
She hesitated at my question.
Not blurting out her lifeline skill right away in this brutal world? She wasn't a total airhead.
"Kill her."
My curt words made her shout desperately.
"Can Beer Creation! It's Can Beer Creation!"
"Lying even now? Kill her."
"It's true! I can show you!"
I was dumbfounded but kept it to myself.
Can Beer Creation? Was she insane? Or did her brain grow flowers?
Choosing that as her one skill in this hellish world?
"Do it."
Shaking, she opened her mouth.
"Can Mac."
A can of beer appeared between her legs.
Beyond belief. I picked it up.
It was even cold, like it'd just come from the fridge.
Looked identical to any store-bought can.
I cracked it open and took a tiny sip—tasted just like the beer I knew.
"Ptoo."
Too late, I worried it might be poisoned and spat it out, but nothing happened.
Come to think of it, those four guys who'd collapsed in front of the elevator had been carrying a bag with can beers in it, right?
"Tell me your relationship with those four guys from earlier."
"I... I don't know them well. They were just guys hanging around, saying they'd protect me since I live in this officetel..."
"You let guys you 'don't know well' into your room just like that?"
"I have to survive too!"
Her story didn't sound like a lie.
In this wrecked world, a powerless woman had few options to stay alive.
Level up on her own or stick close to strong guys—those were the best bets.
I backed away as far as possible, whispered the Sleep skill softly.
"Sleep."
Ye-ji fell asleep again instantly.
I sat beside her, pondering.
What now?
Part of me wanted to take her back to the bunker, but it didn't seem that easy.
I'd already gone this far, though.
As I thought, her huge breasts came into view.
And those M-bound legs, that pink pussy.
Eh, whatever.
One more round first, then I'd figure it out.