Making a New Family - 7
"Ohoooooh!"
It was a voice so vulgar and lewd that it hardly seemed to come from a human mouth.
"Whoa..."
Contrary to her worries, Yeowon's pussy felt amazing. For starters, it was deep. It warmly enveloped my cock all the way to the root, hugging every inch. There was a bit of resistance, as expected from her first time, but disappointingly, she didn't have muscles tight and firm enough to put up a real fight against my dick. Instead, what wrapped around me was her soft skin and flesh, cradling me tenderly.
"Hooooh!"
Every time my cock plunged into her body, those massive tits of hers jiggled wildly. Her thighs and ass rippled. I could feel it—she was enjoying this. Her entire body had surrendered completely, or rather, she hadn't even thought to resist from the start. There had been a hymen, sure, but it was little more than a token presence. It simply wasn't strong enough to withstand my cock.
"Uhheuk! Ohhoooooh, uhoooook!"
It felt incredible, but if I ramped up the pace any further right now, she might actually pass out. I gave her a moment to catch her breath. With my cock still buried deep inside her, of course.
"How's it feel, Yeowon? Good?"
"It feels... hngh... so goodooooh..."
Her eyes were unfocused. Her mouth hung open. Yeowon gazed at me with a face devoid of any rationality, seducing me endlessly.
"You okay?"
After a brief pause, she started breathing again. She looked at me with loving eyes, but reason hadn't quite returned.
"The baby-making bat... it's inside me... throbbing, pounding away. Twitch, twitch... uhheuut."
"Yeah? Want me to thrust harder?"
"Yes. Pound my pussy full of cock, milk out all that baby batter, and make a new life together..."
"Damn, you've got a real talent for dirty talk."
"Hngiiiiiiih!"
I pulled my cock out lightly, then flipped her over onto her stomach.
"Hang in there, Yeowon. Okay?"
"Uh, eung? I don't know what you're planning, but... anything's fine... ooooooh!"
I embraced her from behind, clinging to her back like a child. Since I was bigger, it ended up more like I was enveloping her completely.
"Hooooh..."
Her limbs trembled, but she let out heated moans full of anticipation. My erect cock nestled between the cheeks of her plump ass. My abs and pecs pressed against her pale, soft back, imprinting my shape onto her body. My hands kneaded her soft, enormous breasts mercilessly. Her entire form was covered by me. Yeowon had no freedom left.
"I-if you keep teasing me like this... hngh, uueut... it's...!"
"That's right, Yeowon. You're doing great. So hold on tight now."
"I-I'll hold on. I'll endure it oooooh!"
I drew my hips back slightly from her body, then slammed my cock in with full force.
"Uhoooooh! Fingers! So thick! Twisting my tits... hngh! It feels so gooood oooooh!"
"Oh, does it now."
Until now, the only ones who had ever groped her breasts were probably infants or little girls not even a few years old. There was no way that could compare to the touch of an adult man—especially one with a hint of conquest and sadism mixed in, kneading her for real.
And of course, it didn't end there.
"What do you want me to do to you, Yeowon?"
"Thrust that cock deep... fill Teacher's pussy with cum, knock me up. Make my belly bulge out pleeeease!!!"
"Got it."
I raised my upper body slightly, gripped her waist, and ravaged her roughly, over and over. No matter how fiercely I moved, Yeowon's pussy welcomed my cock with warm tenderness. It felt like swimming through an ocean of soft flesh.
"Hooooh, heeeek, knock up Yeowon's pussy pleeeease! Use it as a baby-making hole!!!"
I answered her pleas by pounding deeper into her pussy. Reveling in the sensation of her walls gripping me, I fucked her relentlessly. Soon enough, the results came.
"Haaaaah..."
It wasn't a baby, but her belly swelled all the same, filled with my cum.
"Feels so gooood..."
Her face was lewd beyond belief—nothing like the benevolent smile she usually wore.
"Done?"
"O-one time isn't enough... I'm still worried..."
She rolled over and spread her arms wide to me. Her legs lifted to the perfect angle for penetration, hips splayed so my cock could slide right in.
"You'll keep holding me, right?"
"Of course."
I fucked Seon Yeowon all through the night.
-Ohoooooh!
Even the thick rooftop door couldn't muffle the massive moans echoing out. Lee Hari stood there, oblivious to her own panties soaking through, listening intently.
What the... Director's acting like a total beast...
This wasn't the first time she'd heard Yeowon's moans. Back then, though, Hari had been consumed by hatred and rage toward men. Yeowon's sounds hadn't changed, but the way Hari heard them had.
She's... getting fucked.
She'd seen a woman get raped before. It was from her distant childhood, too far back to remember clearly. Their screams—raw agony and despair, the body's cry for mercy. But Yeowon's moans now were different.
She's really... really feeling good. For real...
It baffled her why she hadn't noticed the difference back then. Yeowon's voice sounded just like the moans women made during masturbation—only far more intense, utterly exposed to overwhelming pleasure.
She's been... chosen.
Hari knew how picky men could be. They were rare enough to discard women on a whim if they didn't suit their tastes, treating it as normal. If displeased, they'd just crush her and fist her pussy to shatter her hymen. But she could sense it now.
Uuuh...
The slap of flesh on flesh. Bodies colliding and parting. No doubt about it—Yeowon was cradled in his arms, lost in immense pleasure.
Director...
To Yeowon, her birth mother was irreplaceable, someone who'd sacrificed everything. But by time spent together, Director Seon Yeowon had been there longer. She was practically the mother to every orphanage girl.
Yeowon imagined her real mom panting in another man's arms.
...Hot.
If it were some average guy, it might disgust Hari, who saw herself as Yeowon's child. In this world, remarriage after kids hit adulthood was rare, often blocked by the children's opposition. A mother exposing her lust, letting an outsider into the family—it terrified kids everywhere.
Aaah... Daddy.
But for Hari, it was different. The only man she'd known and truly seen was her father. Naturally, she'd projected that onto the next man she met. Until that rooftop escape night, it had been negative. Now, she could only see him positively—as the ideal father she'd always wanted. Devoted to family, loving her mother, staunchly on her side.
Heh heh...
Hari smiled faintly to herself, hoping they'd be happy.
What's with her... why's she grinning all of a sudden...
Kim Haena, eavesdropping beside her, trembled as she imagined her own future. For anyone else, maybe not—but becoming his slave was as good as set in stone for her.
She'd be fucked. Just like the director, pinned under his rough body, moaning in endless pleasure.
C-can I handle it...
He'd done so much for her. Even becoming a sex slave, surrendering her rights—it wouldn't feel like a loss. But thinking of the changed future ahead, she couldn't hide her worry.
How many hours now... Director's got stamina, but that long...
It didn't seem painful. If he enjoyed sadistic sex that hurt women, the moans wouldn't drag on like this.
Can I endure it...
Haena had plenty of masturbation experience. Her hymen was intact, but she'd fingered herself often. She knew from her own tidy, less obscene moans just how massive the pleasure must be for Yeowon right now.
I-I might go insane...
The two women, leaning against the rooftop door, spent the sleepless night each harboring different emotions. The orphanage's night was drawing to a close.