Chapter 57: A Special Massage
Chapter 57: A Special Massage
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Had I ever felt shame, happiness, and languid satisfaction all at once?
This was probably my first time experiencing such a complicated mixture of emotions.
In a humiliating pose, I'd made sounds I'd never have believed could come from me and been milked until I came.
The post-orgasm clarity that followed inspired all kinds of reflections.
Shhhhh.
In the master bathroom, I rinsed away the lubricant still running stickily over my body.
I'd given Seon-yeong my back, been pinned so completely that I couldn't move, and had every drop wrung from me.
The door swung open.
"Honey, wash me too! So, how was it? I studied by watching Japanese porn."
I smiled at Seon-yeong as she entered the bathroom and silently raised a thumb.
She pressed her naked body against mine. I embraced her, savored the shower for a moment, then began washing her with heartfelt gratitude.
In truth, the humiliation and the feeling of having been taken from behind had already faded and weren't important.
Seon-yeong had studied for my sake and massaged me with her entire body. It had delivered a kind of orgasm and emotional satisfaction different from sex.
Never in my life had anyone given me such an attentive massage.
None of my previous girlfriends had ever gone so far out of her way to pleasure me.
Certainly none had studied how to do it beforehand.
So I returned that care by washing every part of her body thoroughly.
I'd always known that she made an effort for me, but what she had done tonight moved me especially deeply.
Why were men such simple creatures...?
Perhaps sexual attention shouldn't have moved me more than anything else, but I couldn't dictate my own feelings.
Washing Seon-yeong aroused me all over again, so I ended the shower beneath cold water before stepping out.
When I returned to the master bedroom, Seon-yeong had one foot on the vanity stool and was applying body lotion.
Sweet lotion scented the air, and my gaze immediately settled on her profile as she stroked her long, smooth leg.
Her right buttock, firm thigh, and elegantly curved calf showed through the opening in the towel wrapped around her.
She hummed as she smoothed lotion over her pale, soft-looking skin. Then she glanced at me and, unlike her earlier seductive smile, beamed innocently.
The bedroom lights were bright. As though the temptress from the massage had never existed, she now smiled with radiant cheer.
"Seon-yeong, I can't let that stand. It is time for revenge."
My sadistic side reared its head. I wanted to ravage that brightly smiling woman until tears filled her eyes.
I'd dismissed my earlier humiliation as brief and insignificant, but some of it must have remained lodged in a corner of my heart.
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"Ah, aaah... ngh... haaang... Honey... ah..."
My sudden charge startled Seon-yeong, but her surprise vanished the instant our lips met.
As though making up for being forbidden to move during the massage, I kneaded and tasted every part of her, stoking her arousal.
Seon-yeong must already have been aroused as well. Breathless moans soon escaped her, and the heat between her legs felt intense enough to raise steam.
My intention to satisfy Seon-yeong gradually faded. Before I knew it, I was moving solely to indulge my own desire.
Without tenderness or restraint, I drove into her and began thrusting hard from the very start.
"Hah... hah... Honey, you are too rough... Ah... haaah..."
Faint, halfhearted complaints slipped out from time to time, but I ignored them.
Her legs remained locked tightly around me, revealing what her body honestly wanted.
I untangled the legs restricting my movements and handled her body however I pleased.
Seon-yeong was remarkably flexible. Her legs spread into a straight line when forced apart and folded completely over her head, offering a different sensation with every position.
Her cheeks burned crimson, and a red flush spread over her neck, collarbones, and chest.
Her roughly kneaded breasts were mottled red, and her nipples—sucked too hard—stood so stiff that they looked painful.
"Get up. Lean against the wall and stay still."
I rose from the bed and pulled up one of her legs as she stood against the wall.
Holding behind her knee, I made her balance on one foot. After kissing her briefly, I caught the raised ankle and lifted it over my shoulder.
When our lips parted, she looked away shyly with one hand braced on my shoulder.
I held Seon-yeong's leg firmly in its near-vertical split, lowered my stance, and entered her from below.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
The position strained us both, but my body had surpassed ordinary human limits and could sustain the punishing rhythm.
As I kept pounding upward, Seon-yeong sagged against me, seemingly unable to support herself, placing a heavy load on my bent legs.
"Aaaah! H-Honey, you're going to kill me. Ah, ah... A little... just a little more. More."
Hard, hard, hard, hard.
There would be no pacing myself today.
I drove her relentlessly from beginning to end until Seon-yeong could barely think.
Her words made it impossible to tell whether she wanted me to stop or continue.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Her fluids ran from where our bodies joined, over my balls and thighs, and down to the floor.
Imagining that I could hear water splashing, I continued thrusting with enough force to leave Seon-yeong half dead.
She no longer seemed capable of turning away. She stared at me through unfocused eyes, sought out my lips, and sucked them fiercely.
"Haaah... hihk... uuaah! Hah... hah..."
Unable to bear any more, Seon-yeong tore her lips away and screamed beside my ear.
The moans that followed sounded half like an animal's cries and half like shrieks.
Just as I began to worry that she might lose her voice...
I could no longer tell whether the body trembling against me was hers or mine.
Seon-yeong threw back her head with a strangled cry. I buried my face in her neck and came while still buried inside her.
"Hah... Honey, are you finished?"
"Yeah. Hah... hah... That was incredible."
"I honestly thought I was going to pass out. I can't put any strength into my body right now."
"Wait. I will carry you."
"Okay... Ah, why is this so embarrassing? Oh, right. You put on a condom earlier, did you not?"
"Yeah. I put one on partway through. Don't worry."
I swept Seon-yeong into a bridal carry. She looped her arms around my neck and blushed.
So this embarrassed her more than anything we had just done.
We cleaned ourselves in the bathroom, then lay side by side on the bed.
"Honey, did it feel that good? You really couldn't hold back?"
"Yeah. I could die without regrets right now."
"Hehehe. Honestly, I loved it too. Seeing you lose control and get rough is somehow cute, and it excites me even more. Is that strange?"
Lying beside Seon-yeong, I caressed her as we enjoyed the afterglow.
Our mild dirty talk began stirring my desire again, but I restrained myself for the sake of Seon-yeong's exhausted body.
Simply lying together and talking left me feeling deeply content. This was wonderful in its own way.
"Honey, are you thinking of gathering everyone from the client company too?"
"Yeah. More people would make us harder to attack and let us divide the work. In the long term, we would also need a larger group to undertake major projects, would we not?"
Seon-yeong stroked my hair for a while, then pulled my arm around her and nestled against me again.
"Then you'll think until tomorrow and act as soon as we reach a decision?"
"Yeah. Only until tomorrow. We'll consider it for one day, make a decision, and act without dragging things out. The longer we sit on it, the more complications there will be."
"Alright. I'll follow whatever you decide without complaint. Still, I really hope we bring those five women with us... Hmph."
Seon-yeong pressed herself flush against me and rubbed her soft breasts and smooth legs over my body.
Her words said that she'd accept my decision, but...
Ah. Was this what people meant by pillow talk?
Our ancestors must have coined the expression after suffering through this themselves...
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I rose full of energy the next morning and began the day.
Seon-yeong, Ga-yeong, and I all left the apartment and resumed clearing a path toward Sangsan Elementary School.
"Honey, when we reach the elementary school, there will probably be more zombies that used to be children, right?"
"Most likely."
Seon-yeong asked anxiously, apparently unable to forget the child zombie she'd seen at the hospital.
But there was no other way.
We couldn't spend the rest of our lives fighting only adult zombies.
"Eek... Seeing child zombies will hurt even more..."
"We're not planning to enter and clear the school immediately. First we'll open the route, then loot the stationery shop and hardware store."
"Alright, honey. If necessary, we'll eventually have to deal with the child zombies too. We can't avoid them forever just because it hurts."
We fought zombies throughout the morning.
The block we crossed held restaurants, karaoke rooms, PC cafés, and many other businesses. One side street resembled a small open-air market.
Fruit and vegetables rotted beneath market parasols.
"Let's eat lunch out here and return home this evening. Since all three of us came, we can avoid a round trip and rest for a while instead."
The sun grew hotter, and I couldn't face advancing any farther. We entered a building with a PC café on the second floor.
We killed the zombies inside the building as we made our way into the café.
"Excuse me! Do you have three seats available?"
"Wow... Mister, who calls for the owner when they enter a PC café these days? Hehe."
A zombie reacted to my shout and charged out.
Perhaps because the outbreak had begun on a Monday morning, only four zombies emerged from the café.
Had it been the weekend, the place might have been packed with them.
"I know. I only shouted to draw out the zombies. Teasing me about things like that hurts."
"Aw, don't be hurt. I was only joking."
No. She had sounded completely sincere.
We dispatched the approaching zombies with ease, then searched every corner of the PC café.
Rattle, rattle
"Huh? This won't open. I wanted some PC-café ramyeon for old times' sake."
"Honey, can you not just break it? A door like that looks as though one kick from you would smash it."
"Right. I should. I'm still instinctively reluctant to force my way through locked doors."
Jingle
We had gathered before the locked door behind the counter when the bell over the entrance jingled.
We'd left it hanging in place. Who had opened the door?
A person or a zombie?
We'd already killed every zombie inside. Then it had to be a person.
A blind corner blocked our view. All three of us raised our weapons and watched the entrance corridor in tense silence.