006. Temptation (5)
In the dim motel room, the only light came from a single orange lamp attached to the bed. It cast a soft, hazy glow. Bathed in that warm light, Han Yu-ra slowly reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.
Click. The bra that had been cradling her massive breasts sprang free. Was she embarrassed? She quickly bowed her head.
"Eut..."
Han Yu-ra slid off her tight black panties too, the V-shaped fabric that had clung to her most intimate spot. As they came down, a long strand of her slick juices stretched between her lower lips and the fabric. Soon, her stunning naked body was fully revealed.
"..."
Her eyes gazed up at me, uncertain, as if she didn't know what to do. Beneath her usual cold, calculating expression, her soft cheeks flushed pink. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly in shame, and her moist gaze seemed to anticipate the lewd desires to come.
As I watched her, she breathed heavily and moved her hands behind her back again.
"Eut..."
It was a beautiful body. Her enormous breasts maintained a perfect teardrop shape despite their weight, topped with light brown areolas. They were so large, yet her nipples were small and cute.
She glanced at me cautiously, then slowly knelt down and crawled between my legs, which were still clad in pants. She seemed to instinctively know what I wanted. I stroked her hair and said,
"No hands. Get my cock out."
"Y-yes..."
Yu-ra's eyes held a hint of resentment. She rubbed her right cheek against the bulge straining at the front of my pants. Her soft cheek pressed against my rock-hard erection. She arched her back a little, bringing her red lips to my waistband. Then, kissing below my navel, she undid the button with her teeth.
"Ugh."
Her eyes mixed defiance and dark pleasure in equal measure. From this angle, her kneeling nude form was on full display. Her wing bones, the deep valley carved by her spinal erectors along her waist, and her huge, moon-like ass—all laid bare.
Han Yu-ra pressed her face against my lower abdomen, where her hair had made a mess, and tugged at my pants. Her always-commanding red lips clamped onto the zipper of my jeans and pulled it down.
Click.
Lowering my pants and underwear with her mouth was no easy task. Wasn't it meant to be done with hands? Seeing the cock wrapped in my boxers, she let out a shallow sigh.
"Why? Embarrassed?"
"...A little."
Her warm breath tickled my cock. Adorably hesitant, she pursed her bright red lips and kissed the button on the front of my boxers.
"Chuup... Wup..."
The sight fed my conquest lust perfectly. The woman who had been the CEO of a small company this morning was struggling valiantly to free my cock with her mouth. Between my legs, she grew more urgent, perhaps aroused herself. Undoing the button with her tongue was tricky.
"Heup... Eum..."
She bit down on the button at the front of my boxers like she was swallowing it, trying to work it free. Even though the button had no nerves, my lower belly tingled as if it did.
Click. Finally, the button gave way. My fully erect cock sprang out and slapped her face. Yu-ra stared at it with a dazed expression. Now that it was out, was she embarrassed? She looked up at me, then stole glances at it, then looked away.
Cute.
A redheaded ponytail beauty kneeling under my cock. For some reason, Han Yu-ra looked especially lovable today—maybe because the master seemed to be getting along so well with Na-young.
My already rigid cock cast a long shadow in the motel's light. I gripped the base and flicked it toward her cheek.
Smack.
Her soft cheek yielded to the impact. Yu-ra winced slightly. It wasn't hard enough to hurt, of course. Hitting her face with my cock would hurt me more than her. It was just annoying, unpleasant.
I rubbed my cock against her resentful face.
"Hah..."
She wore an expression of utter humiliation. Her hands rested neatly on her thighs but trembled visibly, and her made-up face was smeared with clear precum.
Each slap against her cheek drew ragged breaths and angry glares from her.
"...Is there, anything you want to do?"
"...C-cock..."
Yu-ra mumbled, twitching cutely—she wasn't fully trained yet. As she tried to slip a hand between her legs,
"C-cock... suck,"
"..."
"Please..."
Smack.
"Eut..."
I slapped her cheek with my cock. She rubbed her face against it, flushed red with humiliation, her upward gaze full of reproach. It was adorable. Kneeling on the hard floor must have been uncomfortable; she twisted her waist a bit. Her slick thighs bothered her too; she crossed and uncrossed her legs.
I wondered what to say. After all, she'd seduced me first today, for such a lovable reason. I wanted to say something romantic, but the words wouldn't connect in my head. I settled on what I thought was romantic.
"Suck it."
My imagination sucked. Two words felt too curt, so I whispered more affectionate ones.
"If I feel teeth, you're dead."
Was she getting turned on by the rough treatment without realizing it? Tense but compliant, she murmured softly,
"Y-yes..."
She parted her red, wet lips and extended her soft, triangular tongue, licking from the base of my balls upward.
Eut...
A tingling pleasure shot from below my urethra. Goosebumps rose as her warm tongue slid up the shaft. From the balls where semen forms, past the urethra, to the filthy hole where piss and cum emerge.
Chup, chu...
Cute kisses. She pressed her lips to the tip, then the middle. But her skills were lacking; it wasn't that great. The conquest thrill was there, but separately.
"Han Yu-ra."
"...Yes?"
"Cheek up."
Her shoulders twitched. With fearful eyes, she gripped my thighs with both hands and lifted her body.
Her trembling eyebrows were adorable.
Slap.
I slapped her cheek with just enough force to humiliate.
"What did you say?"
"...Eut..."
It wasn't that painful. Her pale breasts jiggled with the moderate sting as she knelt. Gazing at my cock with humiliated eyes, she said,
"I... hngh, I'm a slave."
"Right. Don't do anything stupid. Open your mouth and suck my cock."
"...Thank you, Master..."
Han Yu-ra took the glans in bit by bit. Her soft, pliant lips slid downward slowly.
"Wuup..."
Her mouth was hot inside. I felt her saliva-soaked lips gliding down the sensitive ridge below the glans.
"..."
Her face flushed deep red as she lowered her lips inch by inch. This adults-only lewd game. She took in about two-thirds of my cock agonizingly slowly, then lifted her head as if it was too much.
Puha... She spat out the pooled saliva and precum.
Deep throating was still tough for her.
"Yu-ra."
"Yes..."
"Try putting it to the back of your throat."
"...Haa, y-yes..."
She moved her mouth-pussy again. The blunt glans pierced her lips, reached the entrance to her throat, then withdrew. She struggled to hold it all, drooling a milky mix of saliva and precum from her lips.
Ha... fucking hot.
Her technique was clumsy, but her effort was cute. Dazed for a moment, she swirled her tongue inside.
Jjup.
Obscene squelching of saliva and precum. Her lips kissed from glans to shaft.
"Heup..."
The hairs above my cock brushed her nose. Grimacing in discomfort, she held the position before pushing back against my thighs with her hands.
"Wuup... haa... haa..."
Was it that hard? Her wide-open mouth looked wrecked. Panting in agony, her sweat-slick breasts heaved up and down, her face and chest flushed red. She opened wide again and serviced my cock.
Jjup, wup, jjig, jjik, jjuk. Her small, soft lips quivered, squeezing my cock. Was she getting the hang of it? Better technique than before, but still lacking stimulation.
I'll make her do this every day from now on.
Unable to hold back, I kicked off my pants and stood.
"Han Yu-ra."
"...Yes."
"Open your mouth-pussy."
I grabbed the back of her head. With my erect cock right at her nose, her dazed eyes widened her mouth like a toilet, hands behind her back. It was pathetic—and hot. Her vulgar breasts jiggled below my balls. Her slightly resentful gaze turned me on too.
I told her,
"Beg for my cock."
"Eung..."
Embarrassed but in the mood, she whispered,
"Yu-ra... mouth pussy,"
"..."
"Use it however you want... Master... even like a toilet..."
Her self-esteem visibly crumbled as she spoke. I stroked her head.
"Good girl."
"Yes..."
She relaxed noticeably. I slid my cock into her open mouth bit by bit.
"Eup..."
Her wet interior enveloped me. Carefully— to avoid hurting her throat or making her gag—I pushed deeper through her hot mouth. Past her tongue, toward her throat.
"Eut... eup... uuu..."
Instinctively dropping her hands behind her back, she gagged and pounded my ass and thighs, signaling she couldn't take it. I pulled out immediately.
"Puha... heup..."
That tough? Mouth-pussy freed, she drooled profusely and apologized.
"Sorry, hngh, sorry, Master..."
"Mouth open."
"Y-yesh... ♥"
I gripped her head again and thrust to just before her throat.
Churup, jzup, jjuk.
She struggled but tried to please me by tightening her mouth as much as possible. The scene was too stimulating; I felt tension building in my cock already.
Jjig, jzup, jjig, jjig...
"Eup... eup... eung-eup..."
She was adapting bit by bit. Eyes glazed, she let filthy fluids drip from her lips onto her breasts.
"You can masturbate."
One of her hands slipped between her legs.
Jjuk, jjig, jjig.
"Heup, hnggg... hngrh... eup..."
Sounds came from above and below. Uncomfortable in her kneel, she spread her legs almost M-shaped, lifting her pussy. Desperate to cum? Her hand moved frantically. Her teeth grazed me slightly. I pulled out and slapped her cheek.
"Who said teeth?"
Slap.
"Ahng... sorry, Master..."
Tears welled in her eyes, but masochistic pleasure shone on her flushed cheek. Did she feel utterly dominated? Not wanting to waste the night, I told her,
"Get up here. I'll give you cock."
"Haa... thank you..."
She crawled onto the bed like a bitch in heat. Main event time. Was my heart pounding alone, or hers too? It was hard to bear the thumping.