009. Open Beta (6)
I was pissed. When you're too damn horny, people get angry by nature. I was feeling that truth deep in my bones today.
Shin Na-young, with her black bob cut, lay prone on the bed. Her upper body pressed flat against the sheets, ass thrust high like she was begging for it. The pussy juices trickling steadily down her inner thighs made it crystal clear just how worked up she was.
"Fuck me... please♥"
Beyond just dominating her—this was a plea to be paddled senseless. A naked confession from her childhood friend on the bed, begging to be broken so badly she'd never recover. Who could stay calm hearing that?
"I'll make sure you can't even stand."
"Haa... haa, Master... yes, please..."
Her slender frame trembled with shy anticipation at her confession. That firm, gym-sculpted ass—hipped up from all her workouts—was already flushed red from my handprints. And that was just the start. The black cat tail plug jammed in her asshole was doing its job as a perfect seal. Cheap texture or not, if I tugged it just right...
"Nngh...! Ack!"
The excretion urge and foreign intrusion made Na-young's pussy clench visibly from above. No choice—I mounted her like a beast, wrapping one arm around her neck to choke her while shoving my cockhead impatiently against her dripping entrance.
Squelch.
Na-young's reaction wasn't a sharp scream or a sweet moan. It was a dazed, almost brain-melted sound.
"Heeeugh♥"
One thrust, and my childhood friend turned into a drooling idiot. That vacant, blissful moan made my dick throb even harder.
Squelch.
Gripping her throat tight, I pulled back. Her firm, sticky pussy walls clung like a suction cup, dragging out with it.
"Nnghaa..."
Another dumb moan. I glanced at her face. Spooning her from behind made it tricky, but with our 20cm height difference—my frame a full head bigger—I could see her idiotically wrecked expression clear as day.
Damn...
Fucking lewd face. The red eyeshadow made my pitiful childhood friend look like a back-alley whore. Her mascara-spiked lashes screamed stimulation. Tears streamed from her eyes, lips twitching in conquered ecstasy, clenched tight as thick drool poured out. Cheeks blazing red, pupils rolling back like she'd lost her mind.
Squeeze.
That sight pissed me off a little—and turned me on a lot.
"Hey. You passing out on me?"
"Haak! Ha-guh! Sorry, Master... mmph... nngh, ack..."
Not just choking—crushing her throat so she couldn't breathe for a moment. Blood rushed to Na-young's face.
"Mmph... ugh..."
Squelch. Squish. Splurt.
In that state, I slammed down on her glowing red ass. Her winding vaginal walls gripped my cock like a living thing. The chokehold amplifying it? She twitched harder, joyfully, as my long shaft battered her cervix.
Buck, buck.
Na-young's sweat-soaked ass and waist heaved. When her face turned tomato-red, I released my arm.
"Haaaah..."
Oxygen-starved, she rode the aftershocks of a light orgasm, forehead planting into the bed.
"Haa... hngh..."
Fuuuck...
Insanely hot. Na-young was slimmer than Yu-ra—narrow waist accentuating her biggest asset: that ass. Prone and arched back like she was serving it up made her backside pop perfectly. I smacked her slack ass again.
Smack!
"Yah! Hnngk..."
Tears welling, she pushed up. My cock sank deeper naturally, glans kissing her womb mouth. The tight press. Her precious baby chamber's entrance quivering under my hot tip, and my masochistic childhood friend bit her lip like she loved it.
I told her: 'Tough, huh? I'll go gentle from now on.'
Smack!
"Hey, you move."
"Hngh... y-yes..."
Still buzzing from her mini-climax, she worked her inflamed pussy with wet squelches.
Splurt. Squish. Splurt.
Once my childhood friend, now coworker—she braced on her arms, knees planted, slamming her ass back into my thighs. Her pussy fluttered open-shut, sucking my cock with vacuum force.
Splurt. Splurt. Splurt!
"Nngh... u-hngh... heee...♥ Kiiik... hik!"
The most humiliating position for a woman. Cowgirl at least let her pretend control or service. But face-down, ass up, grinding her hips while begging to be fucked? No illusion of power—the one pounding from behind always dominated.
A bitch in heat... no, a cat. She shook her head-mounted cat ears and tail-plugged ass furiously, massaging my cock.
"Hngk..."
Squelch.
Cock dragged fully out—
Squelch.
"Haaaang..."
—then pounding her womb mouth again. Na-young was abusing her own cervix.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Her juices splashed onto my abs. Shin Na-young shuddered, thighs quaking like she was dying. She'd cum lightly again. No wonder her pace slowed.
"Hey. Straighten up."
I encouraged her with a smack.
Smack!
"You're gonna get me pregnant."
"Hng... ahk! S-sorry, Master, hik!"
Her ass already too red for more—I targeted the side. No bruises, though.
Smack!
"Your pussy slacking too?"
"Nngh, p-pussy sorry, I'll do it... hngk... ack, ah, mmph..."
Na-young kept apologizing, slamming back doggy-style. Tough pose even for athletes, but her core strength shone—she rammed relentlessly.
"You really want a hundred paddle swats, huh."
"Nngh, hngk, Master! Please, please, haa, it hurts, hurts... sorry..."
Her hips sped up in fear. Fucking intoxicating. Treating my childhood friend like this, then creampieing her womb.
Eventually, Na-young's waist spasmed as she squirted piss in pathetic spurts.
"Nngh... u-ugh..."
Shame? Fear of punishment? She froze. I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Fuck it. Neck."
"Haaa... ah, ch-choke me, please..."
Expectant face, neck arched for more. I wrapped my arm like before—but harder—and hammered away.
"Ah, ack..."
Tight squeeze. Na-young clawed my arm with her nails, but no stopping me.
Slap, slap, slap...
"Ughk..."
I choked till her face burned crimson.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Doggy pile-driver: my 20kg weight advantage plus bed-spring slamming her ass. Each thrust buried my cock in her pink, soaked pussy. No mercy—glans punching her womb...
"Ehek... hngk..."
Choked breathless, face aflame, tears and drool streaming as she convulsed. I released.
"Haa...! Hngh... hngh... M-Master..."
Half-braindead, Na-young flopped forward. I smacked her plump red ass, kept pounding.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Gripping her love handles like handles on a fleshlight. Each smack clenched her toes, spasmed her pussy.
"Nngh... hngh... hngh..."
Sensation, pain, humiliation... pregnancy dread. All crashing together in her moans. Face-down, ass up—nothing to do but shudder in ecstasy from the spanking and womb-battering.
Play fits too. No choke? Beg forgiveness under paddles. No paddles? Chokehold, raw pussy torment breathless.
"Nngh... u-ugh..."
Choking while body-slamming, she gurgled helplessly. Her bouncing tits at a perfect teasing angle. Too hot.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Full-body siege on her womb. Squelching juices soaked the sheets beyond saving; her red-swollen pussy clenched in pained protest around me. Climax building.
"Haa... gonna cum, you fucking slut."
"Yesssh... heeeh, hngh, Master, hngk..."
Slap, slap. Slap.
Frenzied pistoning.
-How do you solve math problems so well, Seong-u?
-Just from the textbook? No way...
-This is from my tutor—recognize it?
Her once-tight pussy now barely gripped my thick shaft, flushed pink and gushing sloppy fluids. Scraping her folds pulled out pooled nectar, sliding down her thighs.
Then it hit—brain-melting orgasm rush. Arm off, tail tugged—
"Heeeh, ack...♥"
Na-young's waist quivered violently, pussy squirting wildly. Clench-release frenzy, front spraying like a squirt gun: pssh, pssh. Piss.
Choked and womb-pummeled by her childhood friend, bladder gave out—pissing her own room.
"Nngh, heek... nooo, embarrassing...♡"
Pssh.
I erupted too. Yanking out, I hosed her pussy with thick white ropes. Gooey seed, like my essence distilled, nailed her ovulating entrance.
"Haa... haa..."
Everything drained from my hips. Pulling out at the end took inhuman restraint. Life-ruining risks nagged, though.
But no perfect crime.
Slap!
"Nngh, hngk..."
Light pussy smack—flushed labia twitched, lewdly expelling our mixed fluids. Below her punished ass, my baby batter oozed down her clit.
White cream riding straight down her most precious place.
"Ah..."
Staring, realization hit. Why'd I do that? My life's fucked if...
"Hngh, hngk... hik..."
Shoulder twitching in afterglow, Na-young collapsed forward.
Ah...
What should I name our son if a boy comes?