266 - Wireless On**ole

Ona-hole Adventures with Wireless Connection - Chapter 266 Up until now, the sweetest voice I've ever heard. Though the tones are similar when she's pierced countless times or when she finishes, this one seemed to contain genuine feelings. The expression I often saw on Ayoung and Hyeyun appeared on the screen now, too, making it almost certain. 'Has she finally fallen completely?' Whether she knew what I was thinking or not, Han Heejin leaned in closer, trying to get a better look at my erection. Was she aware that her ruined expression was entirely visible to me? If this continues, it seems like she'll burst out of the screen. To change the mood, I shifted topics. "You have a pair of panties there, right?" "I'm holding them right now." "You said you were masturbating; how were you doing it?" "While smelling the scent from the Master's panties... I was teasing myself." Han Heejin brought her glistening fingers close to the camera. The transparent juice seemed so vivid I could almost smell its lewdness. She proudly displayed the stickiness by bringing her fingers together and pulling them apart repeatedly. Then she leaned back and waved the panties in her hand to prove her words were true. Her eyes begged for praise. "Well done. Shall we continue from where you left off?" "Yes... Is it okay if I do it while looking at the Master's cock?" Only her face would be visible, not the act of masturbation itself. But since I could already see everything in voyeur mode from head to toe, it didn't matter either way. "Sure. I'll stay still like this, so do what you want." With permission granted, she propped her phone at an angle against the headboard. She then got into a cat position, biting the panties. "Hmmm... Hnnng... Mmhm...!" Burying her face into the pillow, she turned her head this way and that, trying to get comfortable. Once she settled down, an intense light shone from her eyes. A look of trying to engrave the image of my erection in her brain. But as her fingers began to move, her expression relaxed, and soft moans spilled out. "Hnnng...! Hnnnn... Huuu!" Showing her my erection definitely improved her response. All I was doing was staying still, yet she fervently rubbed herself. I shifted my viewpoint to her back. An arm snaked between her legs, pressing firmly on her lower abdomen, and her wrist rubbed against her clitoris. As she withdrew her fingers, clear juice dribbled out, trickling down her thigh. Her surroundings were already covered in copious fluids. Some dripped straight down onto the bed, deepening the sheet's shades. "Hnnng...! Mmmph...! Haaa..." The hot breath fogged up the lens. As mist began to form, she momentarily set aside the panties she’d been biting and cleaned the camera lens with her lips. "Hah...! Mmm! Master, can you see now?" "Very clearly." "Thank goodness...! Hnnng... Hah!" She showed her face again and immersed herself in masturbation. There were still some traces left, but I decided to leave it be. 'Shall I also have a bit of fun?' Han Heejin was continuously pleasuring herself, but idly watching was getting dull. I grabbed my rigid shaft, pulling it forward. From a rod filled with veins and tendons, the urethra and glans came into view. "Huh...! The Master's cock..." Whether she approved, her immediate response was to stick out her tongue and smear saliva on the screen. These days, smartphone camera quality is indeed something. "Nhng...Mmng... Hah!" "Do you really like seeing my cock that much?" "Yes... Master, I love your cock..." Riding the mood, she licked the entire screen. But perhaps the warm screen temperature and salty taste broke the immersion, as she withdrew her tongue. Smacking her lips, she stared at the virtual erection in front of her. "If only... it were a real cock..." Trying to soothe her frustration, her fingers moved faster. Squish, squish, squish... Her face buried in the discarded panties on the pillow, her full focus was on the overwhelming sensation in her lower body, leading to intense reactions shaking her waist. "Are you about to come?" "Huff...! Hah... Hnnng! I think... I'm about to!" "Show me your face when you come." "Yes...! Watch my coming face closely...!" As I instructed, she pushed her pleasure-stricken face forward, fully immersed in climax. "Hnnng...! Hnnnng! Haaah!" Clear liquid sprayed out, drenching the bed. Though she trembled, savoring the aftermath of climax, it didn't last long. Soon, her shivers subsided, energy returning to her eyes. Feeling unsatisfied, Han Heejin resumed moving her fingers, her body twitching. "Nngh...Ugh...Hah...!" The reason was obvious. Being filled and pounded by my cock was surely more fulfilling. Using just two fingers couldn’t reach as deep or thoroughly scratch those sensitive walls. "Do you want more?" "Yes... Is it okay if I make a request?" "What is it?" Though I knew the answer, I pretended not to. Han Heejin picked up her phone and changed her position. Lying back and spreading her legs wide open. She adjusted the camera to perfectly capture her now protruding and eager clitoris, with juices flowing from the engorged small opening. Han Heejin paused to showcase her state before speaking slowly. "Can we... meet now?" "Was what we did earlier not enough?" "Well... I haven’t done it even once today... and my fingers just aren't enough." She wants me to meet her and satisfy her immediately, quite the heightened need. It's late, but there's plenty of time. Still, I decided to decline. Anticipation adds to the excitement. "We're meeting tomorrow anyway; I'll take care of it then." "Okay... I understand." I thought Han Heejin would press the issue more, but she agreed immediately. Still, perhaps feeling unsatisfied, she displayed a small pout and continued to thrust her fingers vigorously. "Then... can Master also join in?" "Join in what?" "In masturbating... I want to see you finish, too." "Hmm..." She was eager and persistent. Since she worked hard, granting this request wasn’t a big deal. As soon as I lowered my hand to grasp my erection, Han Heejin's face lit up. With a smile full of anticipation, she withdrew her fingers from herself. "Haah... Haah... I'll start at the same time as Master." "Don’t try to control your pace if it seems like you're going to finish first." "Okay." As my hand began its motions, she slipped her fingers back inside. The only difference from before was how her movements slowed a bit, perhaps to imprint the image of my erection into her memory. Her focused gaze, unblinking, amused me. To put on a proper show, I moved my hand slower than usual. "Hnng...! Master, your cock is twitching so much..." "You’re the one dripping everywhere, Heejin." "Well, I already came once...! Haang! Haah...!" Watching each other masturbate, Han Heejin and I exchanged words. It was our first time playing like this, and it rivaled the dopamine rush of actually doing it. 'Now that I think about it, it’s been a while since I've had a handjob... Always using ona-holes, now it's just pure reality.' Engaging in this reminded me of the old days. Watching adult videos on my phone while, you know. This wasn’t much different, except the woman on the screen had already been with me, and we could meet again at any moment — that's the biggest difference. I glanced at the items that had dramatically changed my life over the past six months. The small ona-hole stored in a drawer and the large ona-hole stashed deep in the closet. Someday, I would have to reveal these to Han Heejin and Han Chae-ah, but when, I couldn't say. Perhaps when our relationship deepens, and they have no problem accepting it. Of course, when it comes to the ramifications, who knows what might happen. I might even get smacked for it? Lost in thought, a sudden urgent voice echoed from the speaker. "I'm... I'm about to come again..! Master..." "Already? That’s quite a fast-pacing entrance." "It's not! It’s just more sensitive since I already came... Haang!" Her fluids lightly splashed out. Quick work, indeed. Understanding her enthusiasm, I decided to give her a reward. "I'm about to finish too, so hang on a little longer." "Hurry... I can’t hold out much longer...! Hnnng...!" "If you truly can't wait, we might finish together." "O-okay...!" Watching her hips persistently bend and sway, I sped up the motions on my glans. It wasn’t long before my testicles sent forth their contents. If I released now, my phone would be awash with ejaculate. For Han Heejin's sake, I wouldn’t mind — unless she intended to get me a new one. As the thick fluid traversed the length of my shaft, I attempted to adjust the angle. Or, I intended to. 'Wait, what was that just now..?' Something touched my erection. It was a hesitant, tapping touch, and it certainly wasn't my doing. The unexpected timing, coupled with unforeseen stimulation, momentarily froze my brain. My hand followed suit. Consequently, the white liquid shooting out hit the screen with force. Sputter...!! Sputter...!! Sputter...!! Realizing my error, I shifted the focus, but it was too late. The initial, thickest wave had long moved on. Trying to prevent further spills, I tightened my grip, but an unexpected interruption broke my concentration. A loud scream from the room next door. Thus, I inadvertently finished all over my phone. Before I could even blame my momentary lapse, a sharp clarity hit my mind. '...Oh dear.' Wireless Connection Ona-hole Adventures - Chapter 267 Park Seoyun lazed around again today. She treated herself to takeout for the first time in ages and lounged on the bed with her phone and laptop, even taking a nap. After enjoying a pleasant morning with her teddy bear, her condition was top-notch. This taste of life free from surveillance and control was truly a piece of heaven. After having dinner and going for a walk, a package awaited at the hallway. So much so that it blocked half the passageway. "Looks like the deliveries finally arrived." Park Seoyun rushed over to assess the state of things. Three large packages, two medium ones, and an oddly long one. Some she hadn't seen before, but since her members helped pack, she disregarded it. It was possible they used different boxes without her knowing. In a hurry to clear the nuisance blocking the hallway, she didn't individually check each label. They seemed to have all been delivered in one go, piled together like that. She moved everything into her room. Before starting to organize, she tied her hair back to avoid any distractions. The first large box she opened revealed it brimmed with chic autumn clothes. "These are the ones I couldn’t take last time. Better put them away before they stink." Every piece was a luxury item with sophisticated designs, requiring meticulous care. Placing them carefully in the wardrobe, she looked towards the next box. Rip... Rip... One, two, three, four. She almost finished organizing. Looking around at the room, now much fuller than during the day, she stretched. Trying to find a pretty, convenient arrangement took longer than expected; time had already slipped past 11 PM. "Haa...! Almost done. Just this last one." Park Seoyun addressed the peculiar box, more tightly wrapped than the others. Its size and shape seemed inefficient for storing anything. Was it a surprise gift from her members? Curiosity piqued, she opened it. "...What?" She froze in place, still gripping the box, as she stared at the totally unexpected object before her. Her brain made an involuntary noise, a half-choked sound of surprise. Doubting her eyes, she blinked and rubbed them, but the elongated, sturdy rod remained as clear as ever. At 24 years old, Park Seoyun obviously knew what purpose the item served. Despite having never seen one up close, its hyper-realistic appearance left no doubt. Its size and girth were astonishing, leaving her to wonder if such an object could even fit inside a woman. As soon as she registered what it was, she swiftly resealed the box. With cautious eyes, she scanned her apartment, ensuring there were no hidden cameras. If rumors spread about a celebrity like herself purchasing such a thing, it would spell the end before she even began to enjoy college life. 'Maybe I saw it wrong, better check again...' She opened the box a crack, just to confirm. Sure enough, the dildo lay there quietly. Seoyun held her head in her hands, mulling over her confusion. Why was this here? Was it a prank from someone? A stalker, perhaps? As feelings of confusion and curiosity coursed through her, her gaze remained fixed on the dildo. As a woman, she couldn't help but be intrigued. Its veiny, flesh-colored form made her swallow involuntarily. Drawn in, she reached out to touch it. "Ah...!" The moment her fingertips brushed the glans, her mind buzzed with a tingle. A sensation akin to a strong static shock made her reflexively withdraw, though her body showed no signs of change. Must have been overly tense, causing her to overreact. This time, with determination, she set it upright. "It's huge... Maybe about 20 centimeters?" It towered out of the box, looking twice as intimidating compared to when it lay down. With slightly labored breaths, she cautiously wrapped her fingers around the shaft. A flinch. It felt as if the dildo twitched. It seemed to pulsate, growing warmer. Dismissing it as imagination, she cautiously stroked it with her fingertips. Immediately, it seemed to respond internally, the tip parting slightly. "Oh... oh!?" Splatters...!! Splashes...!! Bursts...!! Before she could react, white liquid launched into the air. The forceful eruption, akin to a volcanic eruption, splattered like jelly onto her leaning body. Half of it smeared on her hands, and half stained her clothes. Stunned for those three seconds, Seoyun let out a scream that could echo through the house. "Kyyaaah!!!" Moments later, clutching her thumping heart, she tried to make sense of the situation. Even as the dildo continued to twitch, endlessly oozing whiteness, she pieced together the absurdity. Its viscosity slowed its descent down the shaft. A surreal scene. Instead of wiping herself clean, she replayed the past minute in her mind. 'Surely...' Though she'd witnessed everything from start to finish, comprehension eluded her. All she had was the rich scent lingering around, grounding her in reality. "No, no, no... Phew... Alright." Taking deep breaths, she managed to calm her trembling body enough to focus on the dildo. Some mysterious device with ejaculation and twitching functions, she marveled. As its motions diminished, she dared to touch it again. A flinch. "What... What is this? Why does it move?" A reacting dildo as if alive. Curiosity was quickly overshadowed by fear. Had she unwittingly invited a dangerous item into her home? More importantly, why was it even here? A forgotten detail snapped back into focus. She checked the delivery label. "...Unit 502, Park Woojin...? Don't tell me...!" * Seoyun's frantic actions replayed vividly in my mind. When she touched the wireless connection dildo, I could see the surroundings as if in voyeur mode. 'It was claimed the functions derived from the ona-hole were limited, right?' Worrying she'd see through an app showing features like voyeur mode, transparency, and scores seemed unnecessary. Relieved, a new thought surfaced — how to retrieve it, since it was intended for Ayoung's birthday. Awkward knocking to ask about a missing package seemed more complicated. I'd have to wait until she brought it over herself... As the situation tangled, Han Heejin's voice emerged from the speaker. "Master... Are you there? The screen looks white, I can't see." "Ah, hang on." Deciding to set aside the next-door dilemma, I focused on Han Heejin first. Fetching tissues and wet wipes, I diligently cleaned off my earlier mess. The grim sight of sticky threads between tissues and the screen was both impressive and repulsive. The vision of Hyeyun cleaning it up with her mouth flitted by, but I shook it off as I finished the task. "Can you see now?" Seeing my face again, Han Heejin's expression broke into a wide, bright smile. "I see clearly." "I didn't intend to make a mess here... it was an accident." "Doesn’t that mean I was that provocative? I loved seeing you finish, Master." "Glad to hear that..." Han Heejin beamed as if everything was wonderful. Adjusting my phone, I made sure my face was visible. "Are you satisfied now?" "Somewhat." "Somewhat? Show me your... you know." She switched positions, bringing the camera back to her groin. It was thoroughly soaked, like she'd been underwater. The transparent fluids had turned milky, frothing from how much she’d pleased herself. It emulated an internal release, and she noticed my keen observation. With an embarrassed glance, she widened the entrance with her fingers. "Weren't you satisfied yet?" "No..." "Don't touch yourself anymore today. Except for the bathroom." "Ugh... Got it." "If I catch you sneaking, no more cock for eternity." "Then spoil me next time, okay?" "Sure thing. But it's late, so get some rest. You have work from early tomorrow." "Yes~" Maybe it was because she liked hearing her name, but she hummed a happy tune as she ended the call. Bzzz. After 30 seconds, my phone vibrated with a new message. - Han Heejin: A picture. - Han Heejin: I masturbated while imagining being filled by Master. The state she was in was unrecognizable from the pre-masturbation photo. It was hard to believe it was the same person, but the shimmering golden pubic hair was a definitive mark. I sent her a simple 'Good night' message and turned my attention back to the mental image of Park Seoyun, playing vividly in my mind. Park Seoyun, now wearing a different colored t-shirt likely after washing her semen-stained clothes, was standing with crossed arms, eyeing the rigid dildo. "Hmm... Should I return it? But I already opened the package without a word, and who knows what, I even ended up using it..." As she contemplated, her hand wavered over the dildo, hesitating to touch it. It seemed she had some conscience about the matter. I decided to wait and see what decision she would make, unsure of what path she would choose. "It's too late to return it today, right? It’s not like I can sneakily leave it by the door after opening it." She muttered an additional comment about the nature of the item, closing her eyes as if giving serious thought to her predicament. Frankly, simply apologizing for the mix-up would resolve the issue, but considering her it seemed like she wrestled with every choice due to her fame. Cautious to the point of seeming timid, Park Seoyun soon wore a look of realization, clapping her hands as she stood up. "Yeah! If I’ve already used it, does it matter if I touch it more? Just because I made a mistake with the delivery... If I apologize later, who’s going to complain?" With an air of criminality, she crawled over to the dildo on all fours with curiosity gleaming in her eyes, mumbling to herself. "Let’s see how this thing works, huh?" Wireless Connection Ona-hole Adventures - Chapter 268 Looks like we'll have to see who wins this round. You monstrous dildo. I thought she would satisfy her curiosity immediately, but instead, she got up and went somewhere. She returned, arms laden with a towel, apron, and tissues, bustling around the apartment. "Now there shouldn't be any mess, right?" Dressed in her improvised protective gear, a look of steely determination adorned her face. Despite the considerable shock she must’ve felt earlier, I couldn't help but chuckle. Once prepared, Park Seoyun secured the dildo to the floor. Still, wary of a repeat incident, she refrained from doing anything further for a moment. "Seems it doesn’t move if left alone...? No bio-recognition or anything, huh?" Puzzled, she tentatively reached out. Feeling the warm texture around the shaft made my lower body tense instinctively. "Wow... it really twitches? I didn’t imagine it, then..." Firmly clutching the shaft, she felt the heartbeat-like pulse. Anyone would’ve noticed something odd here, but who would even entertain the thought that this was a real person’s member? The farthest her imagination reached was probably a well-crafted dildo. Didn't seem she intended to stray beyond that, as she started inspecting the structure by turning it around and over. "Where does the liquid come from then? I heard before they use pumps to launch a fountain, or something similar." Her gaze drifted towards the pair of balls at the bottom — often deemed the weakness of men. An uneasy thought crossed her mind. "Wow, this... those balls look stuffed. I guess it's stored here." Squish, squish. As her palm softly cradled underneath, she jiggled them to confirm their texture. Her motions were playful, yet a drop of sweat trailed down my forehead. Applying just a bit more pressure might cause something catastrophic, dreaded even beyond imagination. Hoping she would merely move on, I watched as her curiosity overshadowed my silent pleas. "Are real testicles this squishy? There’s something hard inside, too?" Her grasp started to tighten. Fingertips began probing deeper. About to disconnect out of concern, her image vanished from my mind just then. Bzzzz... Judging from the timing, it must've been the app. Relieved, I confirmed the situation on my device. [User Protection Enabled] Connection has been terminated due to excessive external pressure. The wireless connection dildo is now an ordinary silicone piece, causing no harm to Mr. Park Woojin regardless of circumstances. That’s the third warning I saw in the store. It automatically disconnects in dangerous situations. With this, I could relax and enjoy myself freely. Sighing in relief, I re-established the connection. "Hmm... But how do I make the white fluid come out? Earlier, it just emerged with a touch." Thankfully, her hand rested away from the balls. Instead, she meticulously examined from the glans to the root, searching for some sort of release button. Knowing there wouldn’t be any, watching her concentration, and furrowing her brow brought a small sense of comfort when she eventually stopped. "Perhaps shaking it up and down like this will do the trick? I mean, it’s meant to be inside, so that makes sense..." Her cheeks flushed as vivid thoughts crossed her mind. Resting her hand around her lower abdomen for a moment, clearly delaying. Trying to dispel those thoughts, she shook her head, then positioned her index and thumb circling just below the tip. The shaft was so thick her fingers didn’t meet. With the small gap frustrating her, she kept trying to close the distance. 'She really doesn't know her strength.' The pressure around me felt like a tube cinching tight. Exaggerating, it felt as if blood circulation was almost cut off. Yet how could I stop? For her first time, it was indeed amusingly endearing. "Hold it like this... should I tap the bottom?" Leaning forward, she commenced shaking her arms with earnestness. While it was slow and slightly uncomfortable, the fact Seoyun was even trying gave me significant mental satisfaction. "Look at you tremble. They really nailed the vibration feature... With the size and all, adding in the vibration when it’s inside could be..." Her breath grew heavier as her imagination ran wild. The shuffling grew stickier as she stroked up and down. Before long, her initial ring-finger swipe became an all-out grasp with her entire palm enveloping the shaft. The improvement in her technique was palpable. Was she subconsciously perfecting her skills based on the response she felt? Thus, an extraordinary session ensued, separated by just one wall. Squish... Squelch... Squelch... Despite being somewhat unskilled, her hands showed the grace of someone who was well-kept. Encased in her slender, soft touch, precum began to flow almost instantly. While this added lubrication sped up her movements, it evaporated quickly from the friction, and wasn’t enough to smoothly cover the entire surface, ultimately becoming an obstacle. "...It's too sticky." Clearly feeling the same, Park Seoyun paused her hand motions. My skin bore the brunt of the discomfort, being highly sensitive in that area. Fortunately, she removed her hands and walked over to her desk, retrieving a cylindrical object. She squeezed some onto her hand. Rubbing it between her palms, she thoroughly coated the shaft. 'A lotion handjob from the start? This might be a bit too luxurious.' Twisting her grip around the glans and sliding along the shaft, the sudden surge of pleasure made my thighs quiver involuntarily. She used both hands, amplifying the sensation even further. Whether aware of my reactions or not, her slippery hands roamed incessantly, coaxing me toward release. After about three minutes of listening to the squelching sound of lotion, I began to feel a response building within. "Oh...!? It looks like it's swelling. Is it going to... come out?" Perhaps from learning quickly, she leaned back slightly, tilting her head to the side. Redirecting the launch upwards toward the ceiling as a precaution against another unfortunate accident like before. Splat...!! Splurt...!! Splash...!! The rush of release left me momentarily dizzy. Having not relieved myself properly all day, it came out in larger volumes than usual. 'Oh dear...' I clicked my tongue without realizing. I must have underestimated my stamina, and it was too late now. "Ha... It's the second time, but why is there still so much? Damn, that's some stamina." Park Seoyun remained frozen, unmoving, with semen clinging to her bangs and crown. No wonder, considering her hands were already coated in a mix of my release and lotion. Meanwhile, a stray line of it trickled right down the center of her forehead. "....." If this were a comic, she'd be marked with a twitching cross symbol of frustration. Contrary to expectation, she took a deep breath, quickly regaining her composure. She then returned her gaze to the end of the shaft, nodding as if recalling the path her release took. From the force she applied, the angle wasn’t perfectly upright when I released, causing the arc of the semen to land on her head. She looked ready to kick me, and I braced to end the connection if needed, but instead, what came was more pleasure. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze... "Seriously... what’s packed in these balls to shoot out this much? Let's see who outlasts tonight. I've got plenty of squeezing left to do." Motivated by stubbornness, Park Seoyun intensified her rubbing. Seemed her competitive spirit flared at the oddest times. Though I had experienced this over ten times before, I wondered if her arms could handle it. In that position, I lay back, receiving a thorough, dedicated massage from Park Seoyun for about 30 minutes. "Haah... Haah... My arms are sore." Breathing heavily, she finally released her grip. Driven by her distinctive competitiveness, she refused to stop, yet she had finally reached her limit. Four releases in total. The floor and her body were thoroughly coated, but with no energy left to care, she collapsed onto the ground to rest. "That was... weirdly a lot. Why doesn’t it decrease with each shot? It’s like there's a factory producing it inside." Turning her head to the still-standing rigid dildo, Park Seoyun looked puzzled, then gave up pondering and closed her eyes. “Though, the scent and taste are sweet, so there must not be anything weird in it.” She licked her lips, an experimental lick, savoring for a moment. Her hand slowly drifted downward. "Hnnngh!" A moan escaped the moment it brushed her clitoris. Surprised by her own sensitivity, her eyes widened as her hand halted. But unable to resist the sweet sensation, the gentle movements resumed. Gazing at the towering dildo, she let her heated body explore itself without even considering washing up. "Hnn... Mm... Haaah..." Squeezing her breast tightly, she rubbed her panties over herself. Immersed in a diluted charm of semen, within three minutes, her hips hovered slightly above the ground. “Even though I did it this morning... I'm gonna go again...!” Her knees bent into a G shape, trembling. With her head falling back, her body jolted upwards. "Haaahn...! Haaaah...! Hnnngh!" Pressing firmly on her clitoris, her legs quaked. Every move was undeniably erotic, but the most arousing part was the moans spilling from her open mouth. Hearing her voice transformed like that, having only previously heard it in videos or recordings, was electrifying. I might be the first to experience this. 'Maybe I should just let her keep the dildo? Seems like it's making things interesting.' With the safety feature ensuring its harmlessness, there's nothing to lose. Such news would send Ayoung over the moon, but I hoped she could wait just a bit longer. I'll just plan to get her one another time. Having reached a decision, I saw Park Seoyun get up, albeit staggeringly, and head to the bathroom. I ended the connection watching her go. The next morning. As I finished showering and stepped out, the doorbell rang right on cue.