Woojin's Abyss (4)
[Haaah, Piggy. That tongue of yours... or is it your lips?] She kept rubbing her upper and lower lips against it while I kneaded her ass. The way her hips bucked told me it was working perfectly. Lips for warmup—now it was time for tongue. I flicked my stiffened tongue against her, pressing and licking, and Yujin's nasal whine shot up an octave. Her juices gushed out, soaking my tongue. Ah-young had that slightly fishy taste, but Yujin's was... sweet. Like a honey-dripping pussy, sugary and thick.
My cock throbbed in Yujin's mouth, matching the pace. —Slurp, smack smack, sluuuurp sluuuurp. She sucked clumsily but so eagerly. Her inexperience only made it hotter. Imagining her face twisting as she bobbed her head this way and that, I worked my tongue even harder.
"Hngh... mmph... mmph..." With my dick stuffed in her mouth, her words were muffled. But hey, she sounded happy, right?
[Haah, what a tongue... Piggy, you're sucking like a pro.]
Just as Yujin and I were locked in this tongue duel, an unwelcome intruder piped up.
"Ack, haah! Little Yujin, sucking like that... Hnnngh, this is too fucking hot!" Woojin was jerking his pathetic little thing furiously. I'd figured he'd vanish if I ignored him, but damn, he was distracting.
She was plenty heated up now, so I shoved Yujin's ass forward. Catching my cue, she pulled off my cock and waited for the next move. The item required missionary, side, or doggy. With her on all fours, doggy seemed perfect. I positioned myself behind her.
[Aah, time for doggy. Woojin oppa needs a good view.]
A quick glance showed Woojin already on the ropes, shaking off his post-nut clarity. He looked ready to blow three or four times over.
"Ah, condom."
"Woojin oppa said no. Hates seeing plastic wrap."
"Still..."
"Safe day. Just cum outside."
Thanks to Woojin, I got to raw-dog an idol pussy. Height matched perfectly—easier than missionary. The pussy that shyly slurped during the blowjob now eagerly sucked in my glans. I savored the vaginal folds as I slid in slow.
—Sliiiide... schluuuurp, glurk.
"Haaahk, haang. Oppa... so good, keep... glurk glurk... going... haaahk!"
Her pussy molded to my shape, making thrusts smoother. Her moans—ones fans would never hear—rang sweet in my ears. On this stage for me alone, Yujin pitifully rocked her hips. Good, keep this up and she'll cum...
[Enhanced Sexual Power cannot keep up with Han Yujin's lust. Step it up!]
'Huh?'
The status window flashed a warning out of nowhere.
*****
[Hngh, feels good... but kinda boring. Textbook pumping ain't cutting it.]
Red light. After Ah-young took everything under hypnosis, I'd forgotten how shitty my technique was. If sex is a battlefield between man and woman, this was a morale crusher. Time to rally.
'Item covers positions, so Sexual Power drop isn't it...'
I cranked the speed to max. Her moans pitched higher, but compared to Ah-young's? Laughable.
—Plung, plung, tsuk tsuk. Paang pang!
"Hak, hik! Good... so good... pound Yujin's pussy harder... hnght!"
[Hiiing... weaker than before. Woojin oppa's excitement helps, but...]
She loved being watched that much? Every time Woojin edged, her walls clenched tighter. Who the hell was she even fucking? Doggy wasn't cutting it, so I flipped her sideways and took her from behind—side position, second on the list. Less strain, just hip focus.
To really show Woojin, I angled us face-to-face. One leg up, cock sliding in and out in plain view.
"Hnnnnghk, as expected, hyung pounding hits different! Hik... Y-Yujin-ah. Yeah... that face... haaahk!"
Woojin blew his second load. At this rate, he'd finish first?
[Aah... oppa came looking at me again. Piggy... beg for deeper thrusts.]
Thrilled by the audience, but my insertion fell short. She'd hyped herself from Ah-young's tales, and if this kept up, no conquest. Lying down limited depth. A 20cm+ black stud might max it, but my length topped at 2/3. Final position time.
I laid Yujin flat, hooked her legs over my arms. Petals parted invitingly, waiting. Straight to finish.
—Glurk, tspluk tspluk... clap clap clap!
[Hnght, a bit deeper now. Piggy... keep going, more...]
Clap of flesh on flesh filled the room. Her lithe legs synced with my pumps. Flushed face, gripping my shoulders, urging harder. No inch untouched by lewdness.
"Ang, ang, o-oppa... nnngh, deeper, deeper, fuck me... hnght!"
—Tspluk tspluk, paang pang! Squish squish!
[Piggy, getting the hang of it? C'mon, twist those hips!]
But this was it. Changing positions built climax instead of resetting. Edge of limit.
"Krrgh, Yujin-ah. I... can't hold..."
"N-No! Oppa... just a bit more... hrnggh!"
Pulled out just before eruption.
—Spurt! Spluuurt... spluuuurt!
I hosed her belly thickly, then collapsed behind, panting ragged. Woojin sprawled after his third. He looked most satisfied.
[Hiiing... was so close. Did my body disappoint? Ah-young said you wrecked her.]
Woojin must've soured her mood. Quest totally fucked.
[Conquer Han Yujin with Sex]
Progress: 0/1
Time Limit: None
[Quest failed regrettably. Progress reset.]
Woojin's linked quest was doomed too.
'What happens on failure?'
Dread hit. Never considered penalties. Always worst-cased everything else—why not quests? Blackening incomplete.
Retry the quest?
[YES / NO]
Huh? Asks to retry. NO option now.
'How to read this?'
YES probably engineers another shot with Yujin. NO skips her.
My Sexual Power-linked Woojin came thrice—his quest basically cleared, linkage aside. NO means optional. At my level, Yujin's boss-monster tier. Smart to bail. No guarantee even retrying conquers her.
Message implies more quests coming.
But... 'Give up that delicious pussy?'
Clearing makes Yujin see me anew, keep fucking via Woojin excuse. Not girlfriend, but fuckbuddies? Those slick lips moaning for me, slender fingers caressing cock and balls, slim waist arching prettily when aroused, smooth legs wrapping my waist urging pumps, honey walls molding to me, belly full of my cum under her hand.
I know it's ragtag gear vs. boss. But... how skip fresh meat smiling "fuck me"?
I hit YES without hesitation.
World muted, light vertigo, then blackout.
*****
"So let's check if my conclusion's right. I'll hook you up with a real hottie, yeah?"
Woojin pleaded desperately.
What? Looking around... my officetel. Soju glasses half-empty, Woojin's snacks scattered.
'Was at Woojin's officetel seconds ago...'
Brain lagged. How? Why here?
"Why the face? You okay?"
I checked my phone instead. Date?
'No fucking way.'
Back a full day.