Bamboo Forest Manager - Chapter 386



Adult Version (3)

Thwack! Thwack!

“hhhuuuh!”

Choi Yiseo, her back to him, taking it. Her buttocks, hit several times, are flushed red like a peach.

With each thrust of his hips, a moan bordering on a scream escaped Choi Yiseo’s lips.

The violent pleasure pounded from her ass, impacting her roughly, and as if in resistance, Choi Yiseo tensed, her grip tightening.

But as he forced his way deeper, piercing through, his arousal only intensified.

“Whoa…”

Seo Yerin, watching Choi Yiseo’s bouncing breasts, marveled.

She tentatively poked a fingertip on a nipple.

“Wh-what, wha-hot?!”

Choi Yiseo, startled, hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

The sudden movement nearly sent her tumbling forward, but her good reflexes kept her from falling.

“No, I thought, Yiseo, you work out so hard, your breasts would be a bit firm. But not really.”

“Haa! But they are different, I guess!”

Thwack!

I nodded in agreement with Seo Yerin’s words while thrusting my hips.

“Yerin’s are soft! Yiseo’s have a kind of chewy feel!”

Thwack! Thwack!

“Aah! D-don’t say weird things!”

Her embarrassment, and the way she tightened around me, was certainly arousing, but if I kept going too long, I had a feeling Yerin would start to get mad.

“Give me your hand.”

“Huh?”

I asked Choi Yiseo, who was supporting herself on the bed with her hands, and she hesitated for a moment.

She didn’t seem to understand why I’d suddenly asked for her hand, and she even shrank back slightly.

Smack!

“Ahh?!”

I gave her ass another smack and she jumped in surprise.

Her glare was kind of cute, so I smacked her one more time, and she couldn’t resist anymore, reaching back her hand.

I grabbed both her wrists.

This position, every time, it felt a little like riding a motorcycle.

Grabbing both wrists and pulling, and having the woman erupt in moans like an engine roaring, the similarity was striking.

*Thwack!*

“Ugh!”

As I pulled her wrists and thrust my hips in, a groan, like a gasp, poured from Choi Yiseo’s mouth.

She must have thought it was a little dangerous, because she turned her head urgently to look at me, but I pretended not to see and kept pounding into her.

“You, it feels too good! Haaah! Just a second! Rough!”

“Huff! Huff!”

“Aww, look at our Woojin sweating. I should wipe it off.”

Seo Yerin, having gotten a towel from somewhere, wipes my body down. Starting with my forehead, then down to my back and chest, she even steals little kisses here and there before walking away.

Chest, shoulder, back.

Seo Yerin licking over me in sequence.

Even while I felt her touch, I was also aware of Choi Yiseo’s thighs trembling.

“W-Woojina! Wait a second! I feel weird! Ugh! S-Something’s not right!”

Choi Yiseo kept screaming, but I looked at Seo Yerin and said,

“Yerin, towel underneath.”

“Huh?”

Seo Yerin, who was licking my shoulder blades, tilted her head wondering what I meant, but quickly understood my intention and quickly spread the towel beneath Choi Yiseo’s legs.

I kept thrusting, not stopping my hips.

“L-let go of my hands! I-I!”

Despite Choi Yiseo’s desperate moans, finally, a flood of wetness gushed out from her lower half.

“Ah, hnnng! Kkeueup!”

Choi Yiseo’s back arched as she clung to me.

I embraced her tightly, and at the same time, coincidentally, pinched the nipple that happened to be within my reach.

“Haaahh! I, I think I’m gonna die.”

I used a finger to slightly tilt her chin up, making her look at me, and then I kissed her.

She was exhausted, so her tongue movements weren’t much, but after she had calmed down a bit, I started to move my hips again.

*Thwack!*

“Again!?”

“Just hold on a little longer, I think I’m about to cum.”

I couldn’t pull out this time, could I? Choi Yiseo struggled, begging me to let go, but I held on tight.

“Haa! hhhngh!”

Finally, as I came, Choi Yiseo unleashed another powerful spray, collapsing in a limp heap.

Thank god I put that towel down.

Choi Yiseo, face down on the bed.

Her ragged breaths, the shivers running through her, were a raw turn-on.

“Is Yiseo dead?”

“……Did I look that pathetic, too?”

Seo Yerin poked Choi Yiseo’s ass with her finger while Yoo Arin, seemingly recovered, stood to the side drinking water.

“Well, she’s still breathing, so she must be alive. Arin, get me some water too.”

Her breathing’s okay, at least.

Looks like all that working out is finally paying off.

I asked for water, and Yoo Arin approached with a plastic bottle.

Then she just drank the whole thing, but I knew exactly what she was planning so I immediately leaned in.

Hwap.

We kissed.

The water rushing in with her tongue had a strange, fruity undertone.

We kept kissing for a few seconds after the water was gone, and then as we broke apart, Yoo Arin grinned.

“That was fucking hot, right? Gets you hard?”

“Yeah, fucking hot. Really gets me going.”

But there was still one person left, so I gave Yoo Arin one more quick kiss and then turned my head.

While I was kissing Arin, Seo Yerin was taking off her clothes, wrapping herself in a big towel.

The bed was soaked, ruined, so it seemed like she was planning on moving to a new spot.

“Ta-daa.”

She stood in front of the window, holding the ends of the towel with both hands, stretching out her arms.

It was reminiscent of a flasher, but Seo Yerin’s naked body underneath was like a goddamn photoshoot.

Especially how she used the towel as a white backdrop, making her body stand out that much more.

“Hoo.”

Yeah, I’ll give her that.

She was a genius when it came to being hot.

Just now, after begging Choi Yi-seo, the thing that was almost dead in my pants instantly regains its strength.

“Oh my.”

Seo Ye-rin, who witnessed it in real-time, covers her mouth and laughs.

She liked showing off blatantly that she was turned on by me.

As I stride closer, Seo Ye-rin grins and says to the two people behind me,

“Watch a demonstration by a skilled instructor!”

“Ugh, you fucking b*tch.”

“……”

The responses, of course, weren’t good.

* * *

“Ah! Ahh! Woo-ji-naaah!”

Seo Ye-rin, clinging to me as I thrust into her.

What they call a “standing fuck,” I had her legs wrapped around my waist while my arms locked her neck, keeping her in position.

It was quite physically demanding, but Seo Ye-rin was light for her voluptuous build, so there was no immediate strain.

“Woo-ji-naah! I love it so much!”

Unlike the other two, Seo Ye-rin openly professes that she’s enjoying it, so I kiss her and naturally our tongues intertwine.

She’s definitely different from the other two who were crying out that it was too much, too hard.

Seo Ye-rin’s joyous and pleasure-filled expression instead stoked the fire in me.

“Ye-rin’s amazing.”

“Crap, Kim Woo-jin, go harder!”

The other two, having somewhat regained their senses, watch our encounter and offer a comment each.

I felt like I was in some porn movie.

Especially Yoo Ah-rin, seeing Seo Ye-rin enjoy it unlike herself, seemed to feel like she was losing.

I just ignored them and kept thrusting, but it seemed different for Seo Ye-rin.

She broke our kiss and rested her chin on my shoulder.

“Ah-huff! Woo, Jin-ee is yummyyy.”

Then, she even takes a small bite of my ear, showing off.

A clear provocation that unlike the two of you who are just spilling out moans, she can clearly keep pace with the rhythm.

I can’t see it, but she’s definitely smiling.

“…Is that what happens when you do it a lot?”

“b*tch.”

They were huffing, but the two of them seemed to lack the strength to interfere with us.

Guess that’s how exhausted they were. I was getting my second wind, quickly moving for the final stretch.

“J, Joo-haaa! Ujin’s is so good!”

Seo Yerin, unable to hold on any longer, clung tightly to me. As I poured myself into her, she also shuddered, letting out a long breath.

I carefully lowered her, and with shaky legs, she cautiously slumped back to her spot.

The traces of our lovemaking, flowing between her thighs, always soothed me.

Just looking at Choi Yiseo was proof of that.

Even though she’d wiped it with a wet wipe, if you glanced, you could still see some seeping out between her thighs.

‘Hot.’

While I was thinking about making Arin the same way.

A soft and warm sensation returned to my lower body.

Seo Yerin, still slumped, had taken my thing into her mouth and was sucking, it was at the perfect height for her.

“You’re… You’re good at this, Yerin.”

I stroked her hair again, and she happily sucked away.

Yeah, when it comes to s*x, it’s Seo Yerin.

Which was why both Choi Yiseo and Yu Arin were staring at her in genuine amazement.

“I think Yerin’s more amazing now than when she became an actress.”

“Talent is talent. At this point, I’m just in awe.”

When the two of them showed real shock, Seo Yerin let go of my thing and gave a V-sign with a smile.

“Talent Choi.”

But I remember Yerin struggling a little at first.

Back at Gold One, she’d even peed herself because she couldn’t hold it in.

‘Better not mention that, right?’

If I did, she might bite me. I decided to just let it go.

“Starting to get hungry?”

Even though we ate so much earlier, we’d been working hard, and now I was hungry.

And the others must have felt the same.

“There’s some leftover meat from earlier. Let’s grill some of that. It looks like they have cooking facilities here.”

“Yeah, let’s eat some of the chairman’s steak. I couldn’t really taste it properly earlier, with Kim Ujin watching.”

“Ooboobaboob.”

“Yerin, don’t talk with your teeth touching, you’ll bite.”

“Puh-ha! It’s up again!”

Of course it gets hard when you suck it like that.

I scratch my head, feeling awkward, and glance at Yua-rin.

“Then, Iseo and Yerin, why don’t you go grill some meat? I’m going to go once more with Arin.”

“What?”

“Ugh, I need to get going.”

“Hehehe! Arin can’t eat!”

Choi Iseo scrambles to escape, afraid I’ll ask her, while Seo Yerin rejoices at the idea of leftover meat.

Yua-rin frantically covers her crotch with both hands, which is, of course, fucking hot.

“No! I’m still tired!”

“But I haven’t come inside you yet.”

“Later then! I’m still throbbing, I’m tired!”

“Hah, here we go again. So, should I just grab you here, force you down and fuck you?”

It seemed like their usual squabbling, but this time it seemed to be real.

Yua-rin, with her pride, points to Seo Yerin.

“Do it with her! She’s still fine! Right, Yerin? You’re totally up for it!”

“Huh?”

Seo Yerin is taken aback, not expecting to be called out like that. She glances at my lower body, gives an awkward laugh and replies.

“But it’s Arin’s turn. I have some manners! Iseo, let’s go!”

Seo Yerin turns to leave.

I thought it was unusually awkward of her, her acting like that.

“Grab that b*tch.”

Yua-rin’s sudden glare makes Choi Iseo, who was also heading out, grab Seo Yerin’s arm immediately.

“Uh-guk?!”

Seo Yerin, obviously no match for Choi Iseo’s power, practically a human exercise machine.

And then Yua-rin joins in, so she ends up pinned at the door, both her arms held.

It’s like a scene from a movie where they’re doing a body search.

Seo Yerin flails with both her arms held but can’t win against either of their strength.

She was practically pinned to the door, almost completely bound.

“Let me gooo!”

“Yerim, you need to take some responsibility.”

“All talk, wasn’t it, b*tch?”

Her back to me, her ass stuck out, writhing, and I could clearly see the semen trickling down between Seo Yerim’s thighs.

“What in the hell is going on?”

I stood there, stunned, watching the three of them, when Yu Arin grinned and grabbed one of Seo Yerim’s butt cheeks.

“Kyaa! Where do you think you’re touching me!”

“Hey, do it again.”

Her ass was spread, revealing her vulva once more.

Yu Arin was in a blind rage, seemingly willing to do anything to survive.

“Make Seo Yerim fuck you! This b*tch said it was okay! Make her take responsibility!”

“Wait a sec! I just came! Can’t we rest a little!”

I’d never seen Seo Yerim like this, and something possessed me, drawing me closer.

“Kill.”

The moment Yu Arin grinned, opening her up, I rammed my hips forward with force.

“Woojin, wait a sec- Aghuhh!”

“Oh, fuck.”

Had I pushed too hard?

I could feel Seo Yerim’s legs lift slightly into the air, her weight shifting onto me.

For a second, I thought my dick was going to snap.

“Agh! Guhhh!”

Seo Yerim seemed more pained than me. Her back arched, she let out a violent moan, her head snapping down.

The semen she’d already ejaculated pattered to the ground.

“S-Should I let go?”

Choi Yiseo, seemingly realizing she’d gone too far, tried to pull away, but the moment she loosened her grip, Seo Yerim almost collapsed, so she desperately grabbed her again.

“Hold on tight.”

“Ahhh! I’m breaking! I’m going to break!”

In the end, held by Choi Yiseo and Yu Arin, Seo Yerim began to be pounded by me.