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Chapter Thirty: An Unexpected Turn of Events

During the time Girls' Generation was away, Krystal clung to my side, asserting her ownership. Every
girl who came to see me was dragged along and subjected to all sorts of probing questions. This made me deeply realize how precious Taeyeon was.

Sitting on the sofa in my office, I opened my phone, found Taeyeon's number, and dialed.

"Haha~ oppa! What do you want!"

Yoona's cheerful voice rang out from the other end of the line. I checked the phone; I hadn't dialed the wrong number. I asked curiously,
"Why did you answer the phone?"

"Ah! I'm so sad… oppa actually said something like that to me. Oppa, are you trying to take advantage of me and then
deny everything?"

"Ahem…" I coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject, "No, no, I actually wanted to call you

after I finished talking to Taeyeon …" 　　"Really?" 　　Yoona asked doubtfully, "Then I'll give it to Taeyeon unnie. If oppa doesn't call me later, I'll tell the unnies about the perverted things oppa did to me... Waaah~" 　　Yoona playfully teased me on the other end of the phone, but not long after, I heard Yoona shout away from the phone , "Taeyeon unnie!!! Your phone!!! Oppa is calling!!!" 　　There was a commotion on the other end of the phone, and after a moment, Taeyeon's clear voice came from the other end, "Hey! Oppa~ Is there something you need?" 　　"Nothing much... I just suddenly missed you..." 　　I said softly into the phone. 　　"Ahhh~" 　　A noisy sound came from the phone. Choi Sooyoung shouted, "Oppa, you're so cheesy!!" 　　Then she heard Kwon Yuri mimic her tone and say softly, "Oh~ Jessica~ I just suddenly missed you~" 　　Jessica playfully replied, "Oh~ Yuri, me too!" 　　"Hehehehe~" 　　The members laughed and hugged each other. Taeyeon, her face flushed, sat on the carpet looking at the other Girls' Generation members. She pretended to be angry and stood up. "Hey!! You guys! Get out!!!" 　　Taeyeon put one hand on her hip and pointed to the door, forcefully driving the others away. Then she carefully picked up her phone and said softly, like a thief, "I missed you too~ oppa!" 　　"She's being a sly flirt again!" 　　Choi Sooyoung, who was eavesdropping on Taeyeon's phone call, turned to Yuri, who was also eavesdropping, and said. 　　"Huh? Where's Yoona? Why are only the two of us watching over Taeyeon today?" 　　Yuri looked strangely at the spot where Yoona used to stand, now empty. 　　She'd just seen her go into the room! Choi Sooyoung thought for a moment and then clapped her hands. "No! Yoona must have gotten something from Oppa! Otherwise, she wouldn't be so obedient!" 　　"She's been acting strange ever since she got Oppa's call. She was just grinning at us like an idiot. Is she... sick?" 　　Kwon Yuri said uncertainly, looking at Sooyoung's face. 　　"You're asking me? How would I know?" 　　Choi Sooyoung shrugged and turned back to eavesdropping on Taeyeon's phone call. 　　Yuri muttered a few words and followed Sooyoung's example, eavesdropping at the door. 　　Jessica looked at the two people standing by the door, their butts pressed against it, and turned to Sunny, asking, " Is there any hope for them?" 　　"Probably not. They've both gone completely mad," Sunny replied seriously. 　　Taeyeon talked on the phone for half an hour in her room before reluctantly hanging up. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Sunny rolling around in the doorway, yelling, "It's not fair! It's not fair! Why didn't oppa call me... why, why..." 　　"You're going to die! Get up and get ready for dinner." 　　Taeyeon rolled her eyes, kicked Sunny, who was rolling around in front of her seeking comfort , away with her delicate little feet , and turned to the other members of Girls' Generation. 　　"Ah!" Sunny exaggeratedly clutched her stomach, screaming, "The leader hit me!! Waaaaah ~ The boss's wife is bullying the artist! Is there no justice?!" 　　Kim Hyoyeon heard the commotion and came out of the room. Seeing Sunny rolling on the floor, she asked, "Sunny, what's wrong?" Sunny quickly straightened up, stood up, dusted off her clothes, and calmly said, "Nothing ~ Let's go eat..." 　　Taeyeon watched Sunny's back and followed her speechlessly. 　　Hyoyeon frowned as she watched the other members leave with Taeyeon, her heart sinking. She felt ostracized. She often saw the other members holding meetings in Taeyeon's room, which would disband as soon as she entered. Also, whenever they were rushing to their schedules in the car, the other eight members' phones would be buzzing with messages simultaneously, indicating they had their own chat groups. She looked at her Girls' Generation group chat on her phone, frustrated; there hadn't been a single message in ages. Each detail pointed to her isolation. Hyoyeon sadly wondered if she had to leave the group. I had just hung up when my phone rang. Seeing Park Chorong's picture flashing on the screen, I answered immediately. 　　"Hehehehe..." 　　Park Chorong's sweet laughter came from the other end of the line. 　　"What's wrong? Why are you laughing so happily?" 　　"Finally, it wasn't Jung Soo-jung answering the phone! Oppa~ I've tried calling you several times , and Jung Soo-jung answered each time. Didn't I tell her to tell you to call me?" 　　Park Cho-rong said with relief at first, then raised her voice to question me. 　　I thought for a moment and knew what Krystal was up to. No wonder she had confiscated my phone these past few days , claiming it was to let me rest and not work all the time. But for the sake of peace at home, I could only take the blame. "Yeah! I've been very busy these past few days, and then I forgot. Sorry!" 　　"Hmph! I won't forgive you! Oppa~" 　　Park Cho-rong suddenly called out to me sweetly. 　　"What's wrong?" 　　I asked, leaning back in my chair, watching the sky gradually darken. 　　There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Park Cho-rong spoke, "I...missed you! I'm near the dorm now."

"Oppa, can you come keep me company?" Park Chorong's low voice came from the small park nearby. "...The gradually
darkening night swallowed the last glimmer of light on the horizon like a monster. A
thin veil of gray mist shrouded the night sky, and visibility on the road decreased further. Car headlights shone like direct sunlight on gauze. I carefully
drove to the girl group's dormitory. After getting out of the car, I found the fog was getting thicker and thicker; visibility was only about two meters
.

Looking at the streetlights dimly lit by the fog, I walked to the park to find Park Chorong. It seemed that
this difficult period of obscurity before her debut had left her, as the leader, feeling helpless. Plus, her call to me seeking
comfort was intercepted by Soojung. I could imagine the despair Park Chorong felt from the blows to her career and love life...
She needed my comfort.

"Oppa?"

After spinning around countless times, a joyful cry rang out by the fountain. I turned to see Park Chorong
sitting on a bench, her face beaming with happiness, looking at me pitifully. Her face betrayed her exhaustion; a pink
sweater hung loosely on her body, highlighting her ample bosom, and her tight jeans, riddled with holes,
made her shiver in the cold weather.

"Ugh!"

I cursed, quickly taking off my coat and draping it over Park Chorong. I sat down beside her, reaching out
to stroke her hair, asking, "What's wrong?!"

Park Chorong turned to look at me, her pale face turning into crescent moons with a smile. "Oppa, it's so
good to have you here."

She opened her arms and hugged me tightly, seeking warmth in my embrace.

We sat quietly. Park Chorong curled up on the bench, her head resting on my lap. I gently
stroked her hair, and she, like a kitten, squinted her eyes, quietly enjoying my caresses.

"Oppa!"

Park Chorong suddenly broke the tranquility, asking, "Will we succeed?"

I gently patted her hair. "When have you ever seen me make a mistake? As long as you try, you'll definitely succeed
! You have to believe in me, and believe in yourself."

"Mmm!"

Park Chorong responded softly.

"Ring ring ring."

A muffled ringing sound broke the peaceful atmosphere again.

"Oppa! Where are you?"

Krystal's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong?"

I asked, puzzled by Krystal's slightly unfriendly tone.

"I saw your car! Oppa, are you here to see that vixen?"

"Hey!"

The phone in her hand instantly disappeared from my sight. Park Chorong picked it up and started yelling, "You're the vixen
! Your whole family are vixens!"

I watched the enraged Park Chorong speechlessly, feeling a chill run down my spine. The petite and cute goddess had instantly turned into a shrew.

"Oppa is mine! Hey! You vixen, stop bothering him!"

Krystal repeatedly emphasized my ownership on the phone, and she and Park Chorong argued back and forth for more than ten minutes.

Suddenly, Park Chorong leaned down, unzipped my pants, pulled out my penis, and began
stroking it with her smooth little hands. In no time, it became a huge, monstrous dragon. I heard Park Chorong triumphantly say into the phone, "
I'm holding oppa's cock right now, so who do you think oppa is? Humph! I'm going to
have sex with oppa tonight, so you can just go to sleep! Goodbye!"

She then hung up and pressed the power button.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Krystal slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and roared, "That vixen!!!! I'm so angry
!"

She kept calling back, only to get the "phone is off" message, and nearly overturned the table in anger.

Choi Sulli quickly protected the bowl of rice in front of her, saying sweetly, "Don't shake it! It's going to fall! My rice... Ah!
Jung Soojung!!!"

"Are you very thirsty?"

I asked, looking at Park Chorong with amusement. "What?"

Park Chorong stared at me blankly, still holding my erect penis, looking completely bewildered
.

"Ah!"

With a scream from Park Chorong, I scooped her up, spread her beautiful legs, and straddled her on my
lap. The swaying Park Chorong quickly reached for my neck, saying in a panic, "Oppa
~ no...not here...someone will see."

"It's so late, everyone's gone home for dinner. Who's still here? Don't worry. Be good...butt."

I reached out and unbuckled Park Chorong's belt, pulling her pants and underwear down to her knees as she blushed and
lifted her buttocks.

I raised my penis, held Park Chorong's slender waist, and pressed down hard. I immediately felt something was wrong; a ring of
tender flesh gripped my penis tightly, contracting in circles, as if trying to snap me in two.

Park Chorong stared blankly at me, her cherry-like mouth wide open. A moment later, she let out a scream, "Ah
! It hurts!! It hurts so much!! Oppa! Where did you put it?!"

Park Chorong angrily raised her small fists and kept hitting me, "Pull it out! It hurts so much..."

I arched my back, feeling the unique tightness and pleasure, forcefully grabbing Park Chorong's body as she tried to escape,
saying, "I...I can't stop...It feels so good...Oh...like this...Chorong...it feels
so good."

Park Chorong looked at my ecstatic state, helplessly enduring the tearing pain. Her first time was a regret
because she was drunk and unaware, and she never expected the retribution to come so quickly. This feeling of deflowering
was something Park Chorong never wanted to experience again.

Park Chorong sat up straight, bobbing up and down on me. Her oversized pink sweater slipped to one side, revealing her
smooth, white skin. Her radiant body shimmered with an almost blinding light in the misty atmosphere
. My pupils contracted, and I reached up to her back, pulling her close and sucking on her.
Park Chorong's perfect shoulders.

"Ah! Ah~ um... slower. Oppa~"

Park Chorong had no time to pay attention to the soft shoulders. Her anus swelled rapidly from the intense movements, and
the pleasure of being filled began to react in her petite body, slowly spreading throughout her entire being
.

I was no longer satisfied with Park Chorong's shoulders. With a tear, a pink piece of her bra was draped over her body, revealing a floral bra
. I reached out and pushed it up, causing her two warm, jade-like breasts to pop out. A faint fragrance of milk wafted into my nostrils. I took a deep breath
of the aroma, then reached out and took off my shirt. Our two naked bodies slowly pressed together, and
Park Chorong and I both let out a satisfied sigh.

"Uh... ah... slower... oppa... my butt feels so strange..."

Park Chorong arched her body and twisted her buttocks, whispering in my ear.

Mmm.

I buried my face between Park Chorong's breasts, the rich scent of her milk enveloping my senses. I bit down on
one of her pink nipples, giving it a perfunctory response, but my lower body thrust faster and faster. The intense impact produced
even more intense sounds, the continuous slapping of flesh against flesh like raindrops striking Park Chorong's soul.

In this cold weather, Park Chorong felt as if she were being burned alive. The two naked
bodies, burning with desire, emitted a cloud of heat mixed in with the thick mist.

"Ah...hmm...ahhh...I can't take it anymore...oppa, I'm going to come."

Tiny beads of sweat welled up from beneath Park Chorong's snow-white skin, sliding
smoothly down her spine, over her smooth, flat back, past her shapely buttocks, and finally mingling with the sticky
honey-like fluid as it slid down my legs.

"Hah...ah...ah..."

Park Chorong gasped, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her long eyelashes curving into a beautiful crescent moon.
She said in a soft voice, "Oppa~ I feel so good...ahhh...I'm going to...I'm going to come...I'm having an orgasm...
"

With a shudder,

a stream of hot fluid gushed from her vagina onto me. Park Chorong's flushed cheeks held a satisfied smile, her body
still trembling.

Looking down at the water stains covering my body from Park Chorong's ejaculation, and then at her sweat-drenched body, I gripped her waist with both hands 　　and thrust wildly.
"Ughh ... With a 　　"plop," 　　I lifted Park Chorong's body upwards, my penis, glistening with a clear liquid, connected to her slightly swollen and red anus. "Sigh~" 　　Park Chorong let out a soft sigh, opening her hazy eyes and looking at me with a seductive gaze. "Oppa? " 　　Park Chorong clearly felt that her erect penis hadn't reached its peak yet, and asked curiously, "Oppa? What's wrong?" 　　As she spoke, she swayed her slender waist and shook her buttocks, her vagina dripping honey-like fluid onto my glans , as if she were drooling. 　　I aimed at Park Chorong's beautiful vulva and pressed her body down hard, my thick penis thrusting in like a hot knife through butter to its deepest point. 　　"Aww!!!" 　　Park Chorong's breasts jolted, and she cried out, her head thrown back. A sudden surge of pleasure overwhelmed her , her eyes rolling back as she slumped against me. But her hands went to her nipples , kneading them incessantly. Her vaginal opening slowly engulfed my penis. 　　"Slap slap slap slap." 　　 I held Park Chorong's legs like a princess carry, my lower body moving steadily. "Ahhh ...hahhh...ahhhh...ahhh...uhh...so deep...oppa~" 　　Park Chorong leaned in for a kiss, her lips completely captured in my mouth. Our heavy breathing mingled. "Hmm ...hmm..." 　　Park Chorong wrapped her arms around my head, completely immersed in the surging pleasure. 　　I stood up, carrying Park Chorong's petite body towards the grove behind us, rubbing my penis against her as I walked. Inside her vagina, Park Chorong, enjoying the sensation, buried her face in her vagina, savoring the sensation. 　　After I carried Park Chorong away, a petite figure emerged from behind the fountain, her face pale with fear. She stared at the chair where Park Chorong and I had been sitting, her coat and shirt, which I had draped over her, now lying on the chair. 　　She stood there for a long time, her expression complex as she looked at the two figures entwined in the grove. She could faintly hear Park Chorong's seductive moans and gasps. She reached out her small, white hand and gently stroked my coat before slowly moving towards where we were. 　　"Ah...oppa, you're too rough...Chorong can't take it...can't take it..." 　　Park Chorong leaned against a large tree, standing on tiptoe, bent over. I thrust into her, supporting her buttocks , and Park Chorong shook her head, begging for mercy. 　　"Higher! You little vixen, stick it up a little higher..." 　　I slapped Park Chorong's snowy buttocks, leaving a handprint, and made her stick her buttocks up even higher to make it easier for me to thrust. 　　"Ah...ah...oppa...I really...really...can't...can't take it anymore ...oppa...have mercy on me...I don't...don't...I'm going to...I'm going to come!!! Ah!! " 　　Park Chorong shook her buttocks, her small hands gripping the tree trunk tightly, her little hole spurting out a gush of fluid that hit my glans. Park Chorong trembled twice, her little hands went limp, and she collapsed to the ground . 　　I quickly hugged her waist, looked down at my penis that was about to ejaculate, and then looked at the delicate and powerless Park Chorong, and hardened my heart to press her whole body against the cold tree trunk. 　　"Haaahhhhhh!" 　　Park Chorong shivered, exhaling a breath of hot air. I reached over Park Chorong, hugging the tree trunk, my lower body thrusting wildly. The petite figure could see my penis entering and exiting Park Chorong's vagina clearly. Park Chorong's original...

Her once snow-white buttocks were now a deep red. The man covered his mouth with his hand, but stared wide-eyed at
the performance unfolding before him.

"Ahhhhh..."

Park Chorong's body trembled slightly as she was penetrated until she was weak and powerless, with only a sliver of strength left to
gasp for breath. She was held tightly against the tree trunk by me, her legs lifted off the ground by my vigorous thrusting.

Park Chorong's eyes rolled back, foam escaping from her lips. Finally, she let
out a hysterical yet incredibly weak cry, "Oppa!! I can't take it anymore... I really can't... You're going to fuck me to death
... I'm going to die... Oppa, have mercy... Have mercy... Ah!!"

Park Chorong's body went limp, devoid of any strength. Her vagina contracted repeatedly, and her head lolled to
the side as she fainted... I supported Park Chorong's waist and slowly withdrew from her body. Looking at her limp body and
sweaty skin, I scratched my head, then glanced helplessly at my still-erect penis, speechless.

I muttered to myself, "Sigh. I didn't satisfy you. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to make do tonight."

"Oppa!"

A soft voice came from behind me.

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