Chapter 185 – Lives of Others (3)

There is a joke about a very sensitive man.

A salesman lived upstairs from this sensitive man, and one day he accidentally knocked off his shoe while taking it off. Concerned that the sound might upset the man downstairs, the salesman very carefully set down one of his remaining shoes.

But at that time, the sensitive man waited all night waiting for the sound, thinking that his right shoe would fall because his left shoe fell off.

“Shouldn’t we have sex now?”

When Choi Yeon-ju awoke to the sound of footsteps and chatter coming from upstairs, what filled her heart was anticipation rather than anger. Holding the blanket tightly with both hands, she waited for Jung Soo-hyeon to make a sound as he attacked the women like an animal.

“Are you really okay? I rest today.”

“That’s right. I have to train again tomorrow. I just rest today.”

“Okay. Okay. Let’s just sleep well together today.”

However, she overheard the stoic conversation of the women, and she heard Jeong Su-hyeon, who had been thinking for a while, say this.

“Maybe?”

“I can’t…”

The time now is 11:00 PM. Yeonju Choi murmured to herself involuntarily and dyed her face red.

It was time for her to go to bed, but Choi Yeon-joo was unable to sleep. It was because she kept thinking of her silhouette and sculpted muscles of her large penis. Having lived for over 30 years without a relationship with the opposite sex, she lived like a beast at her gate, and the fighting spirit and body of Jeong Su-hyeon, who had been trained, were very stimulating.

Silence came from upstairs. Choi Yeon-ju looked at her ceiling resentfully with her disappointed eyes. She’s usually so naughty, so why does she become a chaste woman when she’s like this? Doesn’t she have to be without common sense? Shouldn’t the three of them attack Jung Soo-hyeon right now?

Yeonju Choi was rationalizing her own lewd thoughts.

It’s just that, due to her own paranoid nature, she can’t get her sleep because she can’t hear the sounds she needs to hear. No way, she didn’t want to hear that vulgar sex sound.

“So, ah… !”

Seong Ha-yeon’s voice cut off. Her mouth made a choking sound and her bed shook. Lately, the rapidly aging bed creaked and scratched the floor. Choi Yeon-joo closed her mouth to the small commotion that was rising from the ceiling and took her breath away.

She closed her eyes and imagined the figure of her Holiness Yeon. And, she thought of the figure of Jeong Su-hyeon who came over her. Her hard, muscular arms and lips grab her arms and clamp her mouth shut. Pressing down on her bed, he runs a finger through her hair.

What next? What to do next?

Choi Yeon-ju jumped up with her face flushed. She sat on the bed and she stared at the ceiling and caught her breath. Her lewd thoughts kept making her heart flutter.

Next. Her heart longed for the lustful next development.

“Ah… ! Ah… !”

As if responding to her wishes, Seong Ha-yeon’s moans were heard. Jung Soo-hyun said.

“Because I had a good rest. I have to show that I’m okay. Actually, you’re waiting. Mr. Hayeon.”

“Hahm… ! Oh… ! That, that… !”

I would cover her mouth with the back of her hand as she blushed. If Jung Soo-hyeon stares at him passionately, he will eventually shake his head back and forth without making eye contact. I would prepare to greet him with his legs slightly apart.

“Ah… ! Sorry… ! Hehe! Aang!”

The moan was getting louder and louder. The bed was creaking. Even that creak was an irritating noise to Yeonju Choi. What kind of attitude is she attacking her with? How are those delicate arm muscles gripping her waist? Every time you hit her on the waist, how would you feel if you stabbed her deep?

Yeonju Choi made her breathing difficult. Her face was already dyed red.

“Oops! Yes… ! I hate that attitude… ! Alas! Boo, that’s embarrassing… !”

Seong Ha-yeon’s voice gave Choi Yeon-ju a more stimulating imagination. ‘A posture like that?’ What is that posture? What position is she having sex with?

Yeonju Choi unknowingly shrank her leg. Heat radiated from her belly. She blinked her eyes and tried to catch her spirit, but she couldn’t stop her desire once welling up. Her body was hot and her face flushed red. If Choi Yeon-ju had looked in her mirror now, she would have been shocked by her sloppy expression.

Her hand slowly moved toward her inner thigh. Guided by an instinct no one had ever taught her, she lightly stroked her thighs and trembled her back.

“Aang! Ahh! Ah! Oops! Haha! Su, Suhyun… ! Oh, today… Too… ! Whoops!”

A louder sound than usual rang out. I imagined the sculptural silhouette shaking her waist violently. She pulled down her pants. The soft cotton pajama pants were pushed down. The cold air caressed her hips and thighs lightly. She kept feeling her cracks twitch, wanting stimulation from her.

“AA AA AA!”

“Ouch!”

As Seongha Yeon reached her climax, she collapsed on the bed.

At the same time, Yeonju Choi spread her legs apart and started stroking her own crack. She closed her eyes and began to search for a place where she felt good, caressing her sensitive areas.

“Oh… ! Oops… !”

This was the first time. Never in her life had her body heated up so violently. So far in her life, men have been nothing more than a hindrance, a nuisance. But now she wanted a man more than anyone else.

“Ah! Whew… ! Suck… !”

Yeonju Choi covered her mouth involuntarily. No matter how much she screamed, she couldn’t hear the four people who were immersed in sex upstairs, but she still kept her mouth shut just in case, and began to enjoy her embarrassing masturbation.

A quick run of her finger across her sensitive crevice sent her electric current gushing from her toes down her spine. Then she straightened her back, twisted her body, and stamped her feet. The legs, barely adjusting their strength, made the mattress thump loudly.

As the mattress swayed, a slight stimulation returned to her whole body, and her fingers, unable to withstand her tantalizing movements, carefully ran through the cracks again.

“Sigh… ! Oops! Ha!”

Choi Yeon-ju covered her mouth tightly. She put her head on her bed and lifted her butt. She pressed firmly into the crack and ran her fingers carefully through it.

“Aang! Ahh! Haha! Hey! Happ!”

Upstairs, Ichie was moaning violently. She could vividly hear even the clatter of her flesh. The sound of her gasping for breath and Jung Soo-hyeon violently shaking her waist. And even the sweat dripping down her shoulders and chin.

“Ah… ! Sorry… !”

My panties were getting wet. Like a child learning a funny prank, her fingers didn’t stop. On the threshold of her clumsy orgasm, she sat down with her legs folded, her face flushed red.

“Oh… ! Ah… !”

He exhaled heavily and scratched the floor. It felt so good that her head was dizzy. Even when she kisses her favorite characters in dramas, or when she watches erotic historical drama movies, she has never felt this good. She had never felt such an electrifying sensation before.

“Aaaaa!”

Ichie reached his climax and heard the sound of him collapsing. Choi Yeon-ju stood up from her seat, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her mattress and her clothes were soaked with sweat. Choi Yeon-joo felt her stomach rumble at the sound she still heard.

“Aang! Ahh! Oh no! Water, water phenomenon… ! This is how I die… ! Sorry!”

Not enough. Her moans were far less than those of the women upstairs. Yeonju Choi could not understand. How are you feeling so good? What is it?

What am I lacking?

How the hell do those girls feel good about?

She thought she was a little crazy.

She shook her head and ran to the bathroom. She turned on the water in front of the sink and calmed her rough breathing. When she looked up, she saw blushing cheeks, an open mouth, and half-open eyes. She saw her red hair clinging to her lips next to her and the sweat dripping down her neck.

“What, what is it?”

Startled, she cleaned her face and washed her face. She threw off her clothes and turned on the water in her shower. She beat all over her body as a torrent of water gushed out. The water running down her breasts strangely hit her stiff nipples,

The water hitting the floor felt strangely rough.

Choi Yeon-joo looked around even though she knew no one was there, and she picked up the shower head and went down little by little. The stream of water hitting her chest turned her head toward her lower belly and then sprayed hard into her core.

“Ah… !”

She rocked her waist slowly, enjoying the thrill, then realizing what she was doing she hurriedly turned off her shower and washed herself. And she ran into the bedroom, unable to overcome her pounding heart.

It seemed crazy.

Really, it seemed like something was going on with the mind.

Even as she passed her night with her open eyes, her moans resounded upstairs as if seducing her.