593 - Wireless On**ole

### Chapter 591 - Training the New Maid Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang! "Haang! Ah! Ahht! There... feels good...!" "Does this feel good?" "Mm! Feels good, so... ahhk! Harder...!" Kim Sejeong and I were fervently entangled, my thrusts only sweetening her voice, making it impossible to stop with her gripping tightness. 'It really tightens well.' As I delved into her depths, it felt as if my shaft was melting. The sensation whispered that I might spill cum without realizing it if I became careless. Not wanting to lose face, I braced my lower body and pushed deep, piercing through her soft flesh adhering to me. "Guuhht...!" Reaching her cervix, Kim Sejeong's eyes rolled back and from her gaping mouth escaped hot breath, untamed by its sultriness, making my shaft throb autonomously in response. With my added assault, Sejeong's face melted into bliss. "Isn't this too much for an idol?" "You... you did this to me..." Sejeong's weak attempt to respond as her body quivered, overwhelmed, revealed I might have gone a tad too soft. Feeling her intensified grasp grounding me more, I struck her cervix once more. "Hnngh!" Her legs wrapped around my thighs, and I mirrored her by pulling her waist toward me, holding her close. As we pressed pelvis to pelvis, I whispered in her ear. "Does it feel that good?" "Mhm...! Push deeper...!" "I wish I could, but is it okay to do this in front of a fan who came all the way to the concert?" At that moment, the eavesdropping maid, Yeana, flinched. Looking up, the blushing maid appeared restless and awkward, begging to be teased. "Maid." "Y-Yes!?" "How do you feel seeing your favorite celebrity this candid?" "Well... um... it's impressive..." "What is impressive?" Yeana glanced at Kim Sejeong's face, swallowing hard at her disheveled expression. "I just realized... that an idol can be like this too when skewered on master’s... you know..." "Are you jealous?" "N-No? Not at all..." "Really? I'll check later, and if you're lying, you'll be in trouble." Smiling slyly, I turned back to my phone screen. There was the orange-haired idol, singing passionately. It was hard to believe it was the same person currently underneath me. 'Who would have imagined she’d sneak away after the concert for this.' The joy of feeling immensely superior and sinful filled me. I took a deep breath and gently swayed my hips. "Should I keep going?" "Mhm... Faster... please...!" "I'm about to cum, is it okay inside?" "Mhm...! Do it inside, just hurry..." Abruptly, Kim Sejeong grabbed my face, pulling me in with puckered lips, desperate for a kiss. “Smooch... mwah...!” Her playful, sticky kiss, filled with affection, melted my mind away. Receiving such a gesture, it was impossible to remain idle. I resumed driving in earnest after a brief rest. Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang! "Ahhk! Ahhot! Haang! Haahaht!" How much time had passed? The music from the phone was silent. Was I too engrossed in our mingling? Or was the sound of flesh colliding too overpowering? While continuing my rhythmic thrusts, I glanced upward. "Wow... oh... ooh..." Yeana, oblivious that the video had ended, let out gasps of awe. 'She really is a bit of a voyeur.' It's somewhat understandable, watching an idol engage in reality, but I hadn't expected her to be so absorbed. I thought a single glance would bring her to her senses. Flinch. The moment our eyes met, Yeana realized her folly and frantically forwarded the video. Grinning, I escalated the speed, feeling the ascent of climactic release, basking in a long discharge. Fwoosh...!! Fwoosh... fwoosh...!! "Ahhhnng...! Haaaah... ahhnng...!" Kim Sejeong let out a resonant cry, twisting and squirming. Feeling her insides coat my lower regions in warm streams hinted she too reached her peak. Drawing her into a tight embrace, our skin fully enveloped each other in a tactile shiver. "Did you enjoy it?" "Pant... pant... Tremendously... How about you?" "I thought I'd be drained of everything. Rest for a bit." "Mhm." I patted her, lifting slightly, revealing Yeana, seemingly squeezing her legs together. "What about you?" "I... I was momentarily entranced by master’s passionate act..." Seemingly rehearsed lines. Her behavior felt like dodging the bigger picture. "You weren't secretly pleasuring yourself, right?" "N-No, of course not!" "Really?" "Yes!" "Then show me under the skirt." Hesitating, Yeana eventually pulled her skirt to her navel, albeit reluctantly. To her word, she wore her underwear correctly. However, one spot was suspiciously moist. I touched it lightly. "Hmm...!" "If you weren't pleasuring yourself, why is it wet here?" "That’s because..." Holding the sticky residue on my finger, I showed her it close, separating my thumb and finger to see the stringy trail. -Squelch... A thin white string stretched between them. "Moreover, wasn’t my instruction to hold the phone? Seems you didn’t follow that too." "I'm... sorry." "Defying orders means you need to face penalty, right?" Withdrawing from Kim Sejeong, I presented Yeana with my tool, dripping and glazed with lingering fluids. "Uh..." Her blue eyes focused sharply, nostrils flaring subtly as she caught its scent. "Wow... isn't he bold?" "What's he thinking, showing that in a workplace?" "Well, he could always sway them with his... charm." "Well, true." The murmurs from behind almost made me laugh, but I held my expression in check and pointed suggestively downward. "Do you want to clean this up, or would you prefer to enjoy yourself with a bit of... self-service?" "S-Self-service?" "If you do either one perfectly, I'll reward you. Isn't that what you want?" Her eyes followed the throbbing motion of my shaft, her breath growing heavier as she struggled to contain herself. Taking her deep breath as a cue, she slowly leaned in. "Smack... slurp... mmm... the smell..." Yeana wrinkled her brow as she sucked on the tip, but despite her reaction, her tongue worked diligently, transferring every trace of liquid to her throat and downing my member even deeper. "Humm... glk... mmm...!" Warm breaths cascaded along my shaft, but the progress stopped there. 'Come to think of it, she doesn't have much experience with oral, especially with something as coated as this.' Just as I wondered if I'd pushed too hard, Kim Sejeong propped herself up, positioning next to Yeana and nudging her cheek playfully. "Don't just leave your mouth open; you need to slowly pull out the air from inside." "Hmmhm?" "Let your mouth form a seal against the shaft's surface while keeping your tongue active." And just like that, an impromptu lesson in oral was underway. Given how engrossing it was, I chose to let it happen. "Tighten your lips... good. Once you reach the underside, twist your head a bit. That's the spot men love the most." "Hmm? Mmm?" "Nibbling as you go is fine too. Once you've worked the front in, move toward the shaft, like playing hopscotch..." As I observed Yeana's cheeks hollowing, the bed dipped with Ahyoung, who nestled closely behind Yeana with a teasing smile. "Exactly, and a maid serving their master shouldn’t be dressed like this. Here, like so..." With a swift motion, Ahyoung slid down the scant fabric barely covering Yeana’s chest, unveiling a generous view. "This way, you'll really make the master happy, right?" Ahyoung gave a playful wink. The moment I chuckled, she gently cupped Yeana's breasts, massaging them softly before applying some pressure forward. "Hnnnnng...! Mmm... hnnng...!" Naturally, my shaft delved deeper into Yeana's mouth, stopping just at the boundary of comfort. 'This is insane.' The situation felt like something out of a comic, with senior maids amusingly “educating” the newbie. Watching it unfold made my head spin with surreal elation. It felt as if my reserves were being replenished at an unprecedented rate. "If it gets too exhausting, you can stop." "Phaah... pant... pant..." "But it's not over yet. The middle part to the base remains untouched." "But if I try to take more..." "You can lick from this point onwards. Start with the back seam, make sure even one drop doesn’t go to waste..." Driven by enthusiastic instruction, Yeana diligently cleaned every inch. Exhaling deeply, I patted her head. "Good job." "Thank you..." "Then, I suppose you deserve a reward, right? Lie down." I swiftly rid her of her non-functional panties, revealing her thoroughly drenched intimacy, pulsating in anticipation. "What position would you like?" "Whatever pleases you, Master..." "Let's go with the doggy style." Yeana promptly turned around at my suggestion, pressing her upper body flat to the bed while raising her hips high. "Impressive posture." "Indeed..." "Seems like you’ve taught her well, didn't you?" By now, all eight were on the bed, each fully in their natural state, clothes nowhere in sight. 'Since they waited, it wouldn’t be right to keep them waiting longer...' I decided to proceed with the plan formulated earlier. I handed Yeana a blindfold that I previously used. "With your eyes covered, your senses will heighten. You'll be able to feel the master's tool far more vividly, right?" "Oh... yes." After her blue eyes disappeared beneath the blindfold, I summoned a group of avatars amounting to the number of present bodies. Pointing to the farthest bed, they eagerly crawled toward it. With faces full of arousal, they each assumed their desired positions, ready and eager. -Remember, keep the noise down, got it? With their nods of understanding, I inserted myself into them. ### Chapter 592 - A New Upgrade Even inserting just the tip brought forth an overwhelming tightness, as if it was trying to sever my grasp. I paused momentarily. 'Is this the magnitude of overlapping talents?' Ahyoung, Hyeyun, Heejin, Chaeyeon, Soyeon, and Sejeong. Each possessed enthralling femininities that drove any man wild, and here all six were present. Adding Yeana made it seven in total. Today, I might truly exhaust myself completely. Taking a deep breath, I met eyes with each of them in turn. Some preferred the missionary, others the doggy, and some loved the scissor position. Their expressions implored me to move quickly to their rhythm. Feeling the restless movements underneath, I pressed in further. An immense wave of pleasure coursed up my spine. 'This is madness...' Inside, it was incomparable to anything at the entrance. It stole my thought, left me dazed, and had vocal reactions escaping unbidden. Whether aware of my state or not, they began moving themselves. -Gloorp... Slowly, the gripping cheeks swallowed my shaft, ensnaring all the way down to the root. "Ahhnngh... ughh..." "Ahhah... ahhh..." Soft groans emanated from all around. If they grew any louder, Yeana might notice. For now, I indulged in the hopeful, waiting hips and pushed harder. "Haan!" "Lift it higher." "Y-Yes..." "And spread for me." Yeana hastily complied, exposing the cute anal and the nectar-dripping intimacy. The outflow grew even without any provocation. I traced over it with my fingers. "Ahhhh... ahhhnn...! Ah...!" Her quivering derriere came alive in response. I lightly tapped the prominently aroused clitoris and asked: "Is this all from just sucking me off?" "Well... yes... sucking master made me this wet..." "Then I suppose I better take care of that." I dipped my finger, slick with her essence, onto my tongue. A potent apple aroma flooded my senses. Savoring it, I swallowed slowly before positioning my shaft at her entrance. -Gloorp... Her insides tugged invitingly, drawing me in with fervent suction. Swallowing hard, I began my rhythmic thrusting. --- The wild night had passed. Sharing an intense, frenzied encounter with seven others was a blur, leaving reason behind in sheer euphoria. Turning my eyes to the light filtering through the curtains, I observed the peaceful slumber of the women around me, their breaths barely audible in the wide, accommodating bed that comfortably fit us all. 'To think this could become routine...' My lips curled into a grin at the thought. It seemed almost too indulgent that this was reality. Scanning each face, my gaze met the wide-awake Yeana. "...Did you sleep well?" "Very well. But don’t we have work to get to?" "I figured you'd say that." Surprisingly composed, she appeared unfazed by the aftermath of our indulgence. I hadn't expected her to handle this as calmly as she did. "Well, the office is just twenty minutes away, so we don’t have to rush." "Is that so... then I’ll head to the shower first." Yeana glanced over the disarray on the bed, then stood, tying back her tousled hair. I admired her retreating figure, the playful swing of her hips, and the patches of white still clinging to her skin. It was barely believable that this was the same person who had called out fervently to "master" the night before. In just a few hours, she'd return to addressing me as if nothing had happened. The thought of seeing her at work, recalling these moments, sent a thrill through me. -Wiiing. Wiiing. The phone buzzed on the bedside table. Checking it, I saw a notification waiting—a rare occurrence. [New update available. Please check the app.] After a lull, this update followed an 8-person experience. Was it serendipity or perfect timing? Either way, I opened it. --- Congratulations! Mr. Park Woojin. Kim Sejeong's score has reached 300 points. Now with six women at maximum score, an update awaits. See details below! [Sensory Synchronization] Even for an avatar master, doing everything simultaneously is complex, right? Managing each person individually can be tiring too. We’ve made it easier. Use sensory synchronization on a chosen person, allowing shared sensations. Enjoy a laid-back yet more exhilarating adventure! [Increased Vitality and Reduced Fatigue] A new member has been added to your roster, meaning an increase in the need for physical exertion. Gain enhanced stamina and fatigue resistance! [Specific Area Enhancement] Everyone has a preferred spot, whether it's the cervix, a smack on the bottom, or nipple stimulation. Known as susceptibilities or sensitive spots, but these enhancements can bring easier climaxes. Mr. Park Woojin, you are no exception. Discover your newly sensitized areas for yourself! --- Where does this endless trail of updates lead? I re-read with fascination, particularly intrigued by the sensory synchronization. 'This could be incredibly useful.' I imagined if I stimulated Ahyoung’s spot, Hyeyun would feel it too. The chaos of managing avatars would be unnecessary, deserving high praise. 'Also, specific area enhancement...' For me, the obvious guess was either the glans or testicles. Imagining my suddenly sensitivity-heightened self made me chuckle. That could wait for later experimentation. Surveying the room, I turned to the sisters snuggled together. Heejin’s affinity was clearly her bottom, while Chaeyeon’s was her chest. Ahyoung and Hyeyun seemed more likely to be responsive from below... Finally, I looked at the idol duo. Strangely, their preferences weren't as clear. 'Could Soyeon’s be her lips?' Given her love for oral, it was plausible. Meaning she could climax just from a blowjob or kiss. Exciting scenarios tumbled through my mind, and I sighed, refocusing on Kim Sejeong. -Twitch. Her body trembled slightly. Was it coincidence? Goosebumps dotted her skin. I recalled her particular delight in exhibitionism. Extreme exposure kink. The potential flashed through my mind. "Could it be..." Could she really be affected by being watched? Her hardened nipples seemed to confirm the theory. Momentarily lost for words. Even in her sleep, to react so was breathtaking. What happens when she’s awake? Imagine being stripped outside; she'd likely climax spontaneously. Just the thought had me fully erect. Smiling, I reached for Heejin’s buttock beside me. "Hnng... mm..." Her soft moans invited my intrusion further. Finding the remnants of last night's frenzy, I slid my middle finger inside. Then, excluding Yeana, who was in the shower, I synchronized senses with the rest. "Ahhnng...! Aht..." "Ahhn... ahht..." "Mmgh... mmph..." Despite my expectations, the reality of the melded reactions exceeded them. Chuckling, I gently scraped along, provoking even stronger responses. The arousing sight filled my mouth with saliva. I was tempted to toss work aside and indulge again. Reading my intentions, they began to wake, one by one. As they stirred fully, I pulled back. "Mmm... good morning everyone." "Time for school... haah...! What class do I have first?" Still groggy from sleep, they didn't seem to notice the morning chaos drifting in. I greeted them warmly. "Ahyoung, Hyeyun, Soyeon, you're off to school, right?" "Yes..." "I have a first period, so I need to head out quickly." I rubbed my eyes and looked over at Chaeyeon and Heejin. "What about you, sis?" "I’m skipping work at the convenience store today. But, I should do some cleaning. Look at these stained sheets." "Oh... Please, thanks." "I’ll make sure it’s all clean before Woojin gets back. And you know what that means for tonight, right?" Just like me, our washing machine surely never rests. Just as I was about to gather myself off the bed, Heejin leaned her head on my thigh. "Where are you going?" "To work." "You’re done with the internship this week, just quit." "With my boss right here, sounds like a brilliant plan." I pointed to the team leader, now fresh from her shower. Heejin turned her eyes, exhaling as she withdrew her head. I patted her gently, then made my way to the bathroom. Just then, my phone vibrated once more in my hand. [A bonus has been credited to you.] I stopped in my tracks, perplexed by the sudden message. As I curiously opened it, I found something staggering. [100,000,000 KRW has been deposited - XX Bank] --- Chapter 593 - Division of Roles Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... As the digits climbed, an unbelievable sum appeared. "One hundred million?" Even with a bonus system based on scores, this seemed absurd. Who on earth hands out a hundred million so casually? Yet, there it was, confirmed in my bank balance. I blinked, trying to reconcile the surreal sight before me. [Current Balance XX Bank: 136,408,500 KRW] With part-time jobs, allowances from everywhere, and income from my novels, it all added up to this. However, it's nowhere near the amount needed to formally register a marriage. Not to mention the rings and all the ancillary costs needed for a proposal. As I pondered, I glanced into the shop section. Sure enough, the item was glittering atop the list as if urging me to purchase it. Yet, it wasn't the only thing sparkling. [Diamond Ring - 2,000,000 KRW] A diamond represents eternal love. Large and bright enough to touch anyone's heart. Propose to the one you truly love! [Wedding Dress - 1,500,000 KRW] Ensure your once-in-a-lifetime wedding is unforgettable! Designed to each individual taste, using the finest materials. Stain-proof and wrinkle-free. "Good grief." 3,500,000 KRW x 7 equals approximately 24,500,000 KRW, translating to nearly two hundred million in total expenses. It hit me again—they're sly businessmen to the core. The reason for the one hundred million was obvious. "It's an investment." Typically, if a product's price overwhelms you, you drop it. However, by sliding half the amount your way, they entice you to scrape together every bit you have to own it—a strategy of high-level enticement. Since ultimately, the money returns to them, it's essentially philanthropy. Though absurd, one hundred million is still a hefty sum. It's a non-conditional gift, albeit destined to return to their coffers. 'Still, it's a step closer. With six members at 300 points, there might be more gifts when Yeana levels up...' I glanced back, observing as she conversed with others, the awkwardness subsiding. Smiling, I navigated to her profile: [Yeana] Current score: 192 (+100) points. Age: 25 Height: 163.3 cm Weight: 48.9 kg Measurements: 95-69-97 Personality: Moderate Weak Points: Clitoris, G-spot, Uterus, Anal, Breasts, Thighs, Neck, Ears. Favorite Positions: Missionary, Seated Face-to-Face, Cowgirl, Doggy Style. Current Mood: Embarrassment 192 points. Her high score surprised me. Progress with Yeana had been slower, constrained by her office working hours. Still, business trips and occasional drinks had helped her reach here, yesterday night included. 'That puts the total score at 2000, just around the corner. Maybe there’s a gift for that milestone too?' Frankly, getting more money would be nice, but such generosity seemed unlikely after that substantial reward. Perhaps they’ll skip over it, but 2000 is a milestone worthy of optimism. Resisting the urge to sprint back and seize Yeana, I resumed my halted steps. Opportunities would abound throughout the day. --- -Sizzle... -Clink... clank... After showering, everyone was bustling about. Most were tending to cooking or organizing dishes. Soon, the spacious dining table began filling plate by plate. As Chaeyeon placed the last dish, I approached her. "Doesn’t cooking these large meals daily wear you out?" "It's fine. I’m not doing it all alone, and I enjoy cooking." "That’s a relief then, but..." "Besides, you’re the one putting in the real effort, Woojin. Out early every morning, exerting yourself at night..." Her eyes scanned my torso. The lingering dampness on my skin prompted her to lick her lips slightly. Catched by her predatory gaze, I took a step back. "I should go dry off." "Oh, I won't eat you now, there's no need to run." "That’s reassuring... not really." "All right, all right. Go dry off quickly. We'll be ready soon." With a gentle chuckle, she waved her hand dismissively. And roughly ten minutes later, a sumptuous feast gathered us all together. Just as we settled, ready to indulge, Kim Sejeong stood up. "Attention, everyone. Living here together will become our norm, so I believe it's time to establish some ground rules." I strongly agreed. With eight people (excluding Yeana, who has her own place), things could get chaotic. "First off... we should make it a point to have breakfast together like this. After all, it's the start of the day, and it'll be nice to see each other’s faces." "Agreed." "I’m in." "Considering we'll all be waking up in the same bed, it's unlikely anyone will skip." With everyone nodding in agreement, Kim Sejeong continued. "Lunch and dinner can be flexible due to our schedules. But I’d love for us to have dinner together as often as possible." "Unnie, how about dividing up the chores? Someone's got to handle cooking and dishwashing." "True, as Hye-yun mentioned, there are those logistical matters. I propose we rotate duties weekly—cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. We can schedule it later." "Sounds good~" Putting that aside, Sejeong shifted her gaze to Ahyoung. "I feel sorry that Ahyoung, Hye-yun, and Soyeon are now quite far from school. You can commute with Soyeon on days she has a car, but..." "There are more days when our schedules don't align exactly." "Exactly. So until graduation..." With a flick of her finger, Kim Sejeong produced a card as if from nowhere, grinning widely. "We'll provide you with taxi fare support. Completely covered." "Wowwwwwww!" "Kim Sejeong! Kim Sejeong! Kim Sejeong!" The uproar was immense. I noticed an intriguing point amidst the cheering followers. "But what about me? I go to school too, you know." "Oh right, you’re a student too, right?" "You didn’t forget just because of the intern thing, did you?" "Oops, slipped my mind for a sec. Woojin will be included too~" "Yeahhhh!!!" Having a wealthy friend is indeed delightful. While I celebrated, everyone started staring daggers my way. Awkwardly, I lowered my enthusiastic arms. "And since our building has its peculiarities, we won't hire a cleaning lady. Everyone should maintain their own rooms, and once a month, we'll have a full cleaning day." "Once a month sounds manageable." "Cleaning is essential." "With oppa around, it'll be a breeze, right?" I locked eyes with Heejin, who made that last remark. Did she mean to say I should use avatars to double our workforce? "Heehee." Her mischievous smile confirmed it. Heejin shrugged and glanced aside. "And." Sejeong directed her gaze at Yeana. "For today, you’re our special guest, so feel free not to worry about these rules." "Thanks." "Just in case, there's an empty room on the fourth floor if you ever consider it. Rent-free, of course." "Oh... okay." With a slightly flushed Yeana by her side, Kim Sejeong clapped her hands together. "Now, let’s eat!" --- In the busy morning commute, Yeana was adjusting her clothes repeatedly, perhaps feeling discomfort. "Ugh... it's too big..." "Chae-ah’s got a larger frame." "...I’m not exactly small, you know?" "I never said you were." "You implied I was lacking in comparison." She shot me a glare, tightening her belt. Without it, her outfit would've turned into a street show. 'She came straight from the concert, there's no other way. It's a casual outfit and she stayed overnight.' Thus, borrowing from Chae-ah, the only one with office-appropriate attire, was inevitable. It looked a bit oversized to me, but just for today, it would suffice. Observing her loose fit, Yeana casually asked, "By the way, what's your true story?" "Pardon? My true story?" "As in, how you've formed such a close bond with everyone to the point of engaging in group intimacy." After finalizing her attire, she looked up, her blue eyes fixating directly on mine before she began counting off on her fingers. "Shin Ahyoung, Yoon Hye-yun, Han Hee-jin, Han Chae-ah. Believable enough, given your size and skills. But these two are the issue." She lowered her voice to a whisper while leaning in. "How did you manage to charm both Kim Sejeong and Park Soyeon? You’re aware you’ve captivated two of the leading figures in a super idol group, right?" "I’m aware." "And not just that, to have them all in one bed, engaging together? That's impossible for any ordinary person, not even for powerhouses or moguls." Her eyes darted around ensuring privacy before adopting a knowing expression. "You have some kind of ability, don’t you?" "...Easy to assume." "From our moment yesterday, you know what I realized?" "What?" "It felt like while we were together, I could hear others' moans." There it was, the concern I'd been anticipating. Fooling them completely was never plausible. At first, I might dismiss it, but over time, they'd inevitably notice. "It couldn’t be they were indulging themselves... then I spotted something." "Spotted what?" "Their openings seemed... wide open. Almost as if a transparent dildo was inserted." She giggled, stepping back as if nothing was amiss while dusting off her sleeves slightly, before whispering, "I’m keeping my eye on you."