006. Temptation (6)
I had Han Yu-ra climb onto the bed. The motel room glowed under a single orange lamp. Her breasts and abdomen cast beautiful, lewd shadows. Every shy movement rippled stimulating contrasts beneath her breasts, around her navel—slightly protruding over her womb—and along the undersides of her thighs. Those images burned into my memory. She crawled up on all fours, utterly naked, preparing to take my cock into her embrace.
"Haa... Master... are you really excited?"
She murmured it while gripping my cock with one hand. We were both aroused. She was, and so was I. My whole body and mind felt like they'd been dunked in a hot bath. Eyes half-lidded, she crawled to my lower half and straddled me. Yu-ra's pussy positioned above me in a serving stance. She held my cock with one hand, rubbing it against her slit while letting out shallow moans.
"Hng..."
Han Yu-ra pressed my cock against her abdomen. Checking how deep it would go, maybe. When the tip reached just below her navel, her face flushed crimson, fear flickering in her eyes as she swallowed hard. Kneeling like that made it hard to take me properly.
"Stand up. Spread your legs."
"L-like this?"
Her face burned red as she assumed the shameful pose. Hips raised, legs splayed in an M-shape. She supported her weight on her tiptoes, thighs and calves pressed together.
"Haaah..."
From there, she had better control over her pussy. Squeezing her massive breasts between her arms in a vulgar display, she slowly lowered her hips. Her most precious, intimate place parted with a wet schlick, taking just the tip of my cock inside.
"Eung..."
Below the neatly trimmed inverted-triangle patch of pubic hair, Yu-ra couldn't swallow my cock all at once. Her sopping wet folds gripped and released the head in slick pulses. I couldn't tear my eyes away. Noticing my stare, she looked a bit embarrassed.
Schlick.
"Haa... haat... eung."
The tip slipped in and out of her pussy. One wrong shift, and she'd be fully impaled. Her ass and inner thighs glistened with arousal as she lowered her hips bit by bit.
"Haaang... ♥"
Squelch.
With a lewd sound effect, half my cock plunged into her pussy. Her eyes went slack, unfocused. Did it hurt a little? She moved her pussy up and down, her folds sucking at the head.
'Good girl.'
I liked how she tried so hard to please me from above. I spoke to her.
"Yu-ra."
"Yes...?"
Sometimes, I wanted to praise her.
"Good job."
She hadn't expected it—her eyes widened briefly before curving into a beaming, flushed smile.
"Haa... thank you, Master..."
She seemed to love being petted. Maybe she preferred rewards over punishment.
-She'd said she wanted to be loved, Master.
Yu-ra lowered her pussy very slowly.
"Heu... so embarrassing..."
Schlick.
She meant to go slow, but "Kyaaht...!" she lost her balance. Her breasts jiggled as my cock sank all the way to her abdomen.
"Ahhuk...! Haa, haa..."
She let out a crumbling moan. Shocked by the sudden depth? Squatting like that, her pussy drooling fluids, she finally hilted me completely. Biting her lip, she began rocking her hips.
Schlick, squelch, schlick.
"Heu... haeu, haat, heuk..."
Frustrated, she reached up to her hair.
'Ah...'
I watched her face. I'd never understood why a woman tying her hair was seductive.
'Now I get it.'
Maybe it was uncomfortable. In a half-dazed expression, Han Yu-ra bit her lip to pull out her hair tie. Her smoothly shaved underarms fully exposed. Hands behind her head, she gathered her ponytail.
'Fuck...'
It was like an erotic dance. Every downward thrust made her breasts bounce and sweat fly, and now tying her hair? It had my heart pounding.
"Haa..."
Yu-ra finished with her hair and refocused. Schlick. Her full weight drove the tip knocking at her cervix. Too intense? Her eyes rolled back as she panted roughly.
"Yu-ra."
"Y-yes... Master...?"
"Why were you so wet earlier? Huh?"
"Haa... haeu..."
Schlick, squelch. Schlick.
She lifted and dropped her hips. Grinding. Her ass kissed my cock lewdly, over and over. Sweat flew with each motion; my balls grew slick with her juices.
"Huh?"
Slap.
"Ha-eut... ♥"
I slapped her jiggling breasts. She bit her lower lip against the sting, tears beading at her eyes.
"Thank you... Master... ♥"
"Why were you wet? When you stripped."
Her sweat-slick body gleamed. Breasts swaying, pussy juices soaking her thighs and dripping onto my pelvis. Her half-melted expression was adorable, blissful.
"I... ha-eut... got wet from... saying dirty things... to Master... ha... eut."
"You like hearing rough talk?"
"Haa, if it's from Master... I love it..."
Hands on my abs, she rolled her hips. Schlick, squelch, schlick. A tiny plea escaped her lips.
"You can... curse too..."
"Bitch."
"...Ah-eut."
I lowered my voice, grabbed her ponytail, and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"You think you're in any position to seduce me? You fucking slut."
"Heuk, Master... I'm sorry... ♥ Ha-eut."
"Tighten your pussy."
"Y-yes..."
Apologizing preemptively over nothing. Her eyes swirled with masochistic pleasure and fear.
Yu-ra hugged my back tightly. Facing each other. Her breasts squished softly; I could hear her heartbeat. Half-gone, she kept shaking her hips atop me.
"Sorry, haeu, sorry, Master... hwaang... ♥"
"Say something dirty yourself."
"Haeu... heu..."
Schlick, squelch. Schlick.
Her hips twitched erratically. She was close. I slapped her sweat-damp breasts.
"Tired?"
"No... ha-eut..."
Fluids splashed as she sped up.
"Yu-ra is... ha-wik... a pervert... eung..."
"..."
"Getting excited... from Master's dirty talk... heuk... the truth is... Master, haa... eueut ♥ I'm... gonna cum..."
Her hips trembled; her posture collapsed. Legs spread M-wide now flat on the bed, she knelt in a W and rode me.
Schlick. Schlick, squelch.
She danced obscenely atop me.
"Haaang... ♥ Even the punishment... haa, I actually love it... sorry, Master... heuk."
I smacked her ass hard.
Crack!
"Ah-hut...!"
"You like this...?"
"Y-yes... I love it... love it..."
The dark joy of submission. Han Yu-ra tilted her head back with a smiling expression. Smudged eyeliner and tears stained her eyes.
"Haa... ♡"
"Why."
"It makes my heart... race..."
Those words shattered my reason. I flipped her over.
"Kyaaht."
A gleeful yelp. I pinned her beneath me, pressing my abdomen against hers, thrusting my cock to the hilt.
"Haa..."
Her soft, sweat-slick body crushed under me.
"Heu-eut... ♥ Heuk, hwa-eut..."
"You pathetic bitch-pussy slut."
Crack.
Slapping her breasts, I pistoned mercilessly. Her moans grew frantic.
"Heu-geut, eut, ha-eut... Punish me... hyaeut... I love it..."
"But why do you love it so much? Huh?"
"I'm sorry... Master... even getting punished... I love it..."
The bitch beneath me babbled, legs spread wide. I focused on the sensations around my cock. Her pussy clenched and fluttered, welcoming me. Soft walls gripped tight on the in-stroke, clung on the out. The maddening pleasure made me ramp up.
Schlick, schlick, squelch.
Flesh slapping flesh. I pulled fully out, then slammed back in like punishment. Yu-ra's back arched.
"Kya-heut! Heuk, hwa-eu... Sorry, sorry... Thinking of Master... haa, heuk... every day is so hard... Master... eut, no..."
Tears streamed as she protested. But her face betrayed her. Drool trickled from her lips; her beautiful features were lost in the perverse ecstasy of conquest.
'Thinking of me how?'
"You bitch in heat."
I grabbed both massive, pale breasts—too big for one hand. They deformed in my grip. Her body against my palm, cock, and abs felt exquisite. Climax built.
"Kya-heut ♥!"
Beast-like moans. As orgasm neared, my thrusts turned feral. Pounding her cervix for my release alone. Her breaths came in gasps.
"Haak, haa, haeng, a-ha-eut, gonna... cum... euk... ♥ Mas-ter, Mas-ter, Master... heuk, Maaasteeer... heuk."
Her pussy spasmed, clenching. Slurred words. Mind melting. Legs locked behind my waist, desperate not to waste a drop. The sight fueled my dominance; I thrust harder. We were both drenched in sweat. Her against me, me against her. Bodies merging in heat. Her breasts shook naturally; her face showed unbearable pleasure. Instinctively, I bit her nipple hard—she moaned in delight. I kept pounding her down.
"Heu... a-eu, I already... came, but keep... flooding me... heuk... Master, Master... heuk, Master..."
Thud, schlick, schlick, schlick.
Brutal weight-driven slams. Ignoring her weak pushes, I hammered her soaked, post-orgasm pussy.
"A-eu, love it... love it, Ma-Master... heuk...! Heu, too... rough... ha, heu, ah."
Her words trailed off unfinished.
"Ah-huut..."
I came. A shiver up my spine, energy draining from my body.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Sweat poured like rain. I collapsed atop her. Our drenched bodies embraced. In that hold, an inexplicable peace settled.
...
We woke about an hour later.
'Fell asleep.'
Han Yu-ra was already up, showering. I sprawled on the bed. Headache throbbing, throat parched. It was hot.
'Haa... did it again.'
Her attitude had shifted. Before, it felt forced; today, she begged for sex first. Was it Shin Na-young as a rival making her desperate, or...
Drip.
The water stopped; her silhouette in the shower grabbed a towel. The motel's frosted glass obscured her nude form, but the outline was insanely sexy. Staring at my limp cock, I breathed deeply.
'Shin Na-young's gaze was sharp.'
What face would she make tomorrow when Yu-ra and I entered the office together? Pointless info, yet it nagged me. Her words echoed.
-I don't want to go home today.
Feelings for me. Even if just a one-night lapse, hard to deny her interest as a woman. Shin Na-young saw me clearly as a man.
'Only an idiot wouldn't notice.'
Both Shin Na-young and Han Yu-ra liked me.
'I shouldn't feel this way, but...'
A male sense of superiority swelled. Two women into me at once. Taboo thrill and guilt mixed with euphoria.
Then.
"You're awake."
Han Yu-ra emerged from the bathroom in a bathrobe, drying her hair—like a noblewoman. Damp strands, sleepy eyes. The robe's gap revealed her massive cleavage. Just a plain white robe, yet she exuded seductive elegance.
She drawled lazily.
"Seong-u."
She lay beside me. Much more relaxed now. Unsure what she'd say, I watched her face.
She started to speak, then barely closed her mouth.
"Why?"
"...Hm."
"Spit it out."
Gathering courage, she met my eyes.
"...Seong-u."
"Yeah?"
"Did you... maybe... do it with Shin Na-young?"