Friend's Lover
Hye-seon ran straight into Sang-hyuk's arms. Her eyes were glistening.
"Honey… I really… never knew a world like this even existed. Thank you for teaching me this kind of joy."
She buried her face against his chest, then suddenly pushed him down onto the bed and slid down to his feet.
"I'm so grateful… I don't even know what I should do for you."
Hye-seon carefully lifted his toes to her lips. She slowly licked across the top of his foot with her tongue, thoroughly coated the spaces between his toes with saliva, then sucked each one with devoted care. Every time her spit spread across his skin, her breathing grew heavier.
"Lie down for me, darling."
"Why?"
"I'll suck your asshole for you."
"You'll suck what?"
"Your anus, darling."
When Sang-hyuk rolled onto his stomach, Hye-seon spread his legs and buried her face between his buttocks.
Warm breath touched him first. Then her tongue began slowly circling his anus. At first she was careful, but she grew bolder by the second, digging into the folds with the tip of her tongue and sucking.
"Haa… Master, right here… I'll clean it thoroughly for you…"
The moment her tongue made contact, a wave of embarrassment hit him.
"It's going to smell, though."
Hye-seon looked up at him with a wounded expression.
"Please don't say that. It's my beloved husband's shit—how could it ever be dirty?"
She spent a full ten minutes carefully sucking and cleaning Sang-hyuk's anus.
Sang-hyuk let out a low breath, pulled her up onto the bed, and had her lie face-down.
"My turn."
Hye-seon shook her head in flustered panic.
"You can't. Honey… Hye-seon didn't do an enema today… it'll be dirty."
Sang-hyuk gave a short laugh.
"You did it for me. So what."
He kept her on her stomach and spread her pale buttocks with both hands. The shy little anus that had been hidden like a chrysanthemum came into view. Without the slightest hesitation he extended his tongue and began slowly licking around it.
The warm, wet tongue traced every fold one by one, then gently pushed inside. Hye-seon's waist jerked hard.
"Ah…! Haa… no… it's too… embarrassing…"
Her body, however, reacted in the opposite direction. The deeper his tongue went, the less she could hold back her moans, and she pushed her hips back toward him.
"Hik… hik… hiiiik…"
Tears of pure emotion welled at the corners of her eyes.
"You're even putting your tongue in… honey… you really do love me…"
Sang-hyuk withdrew his tongue, then slowly pressed his index finger against the entrance of that cute little hole and pushed it in.
Thanks to the thorough work of his tongue, it slid in relatively easily. Hye-seon let out a small whimper.
"Hik…"
He worked the finger in and out at a measured pace, stimulating the inner walls. Once he judged she had adjusted enough, he added his middle finger.
The moment both fingers entered together, her waist flinched and tightened.
"Uuuuh…"
He never rushed. He spread the two fingers apart and closed them again, gradually stretching the entrance. Saliva mixed with precum served as lubricant. Only after there was enough give did he add his ring finger.
When all three fingers had sunk nearly to the base, Hye-seon's anus was visibly stretched open.
"Now… I think you can put it in…"
At her words he slowly withdrew the three fingers. The gaping entrance couldn't immediately close again and remained open for a moment.
Only then did he press the tip of his fully hard cock against it.
"I'm putting it in."
After thoroughly wetting her anus, he rose up over her.
The instant the glans touched her hole, her body instinctively clenched.
But he was simply too big—thickness and length that made Ji-hoon's look like a joke. On top of that the beads were embedded inside him, so simply pushing was never going to get it in.
Sang-hyuk rocked his hips in tiny increments, applying pressure with infinite patience. The entrance would open a fraction, then clamp shut again, over and over. Sweat soaked his back.
"Ugh…! It hurts so much… please… slowly…"
Hye-seon clutched the sheets and moaned. He did not stop.
He let more precum drip, rubbed the entrance with the head, pushed in a little and pulled back, repeating the motion again and again. Each time, the hole opened a little more—just a little more.
At last the entire glans slipped inside. Hye-seon's entire body shuddered violently.
That was only the beginning. Every time one of the beads forced its way through, her anus stretched to its absolute limit and a sharp scream tore out of her throat.
Sang-hyuk steadied his breathing and kept pushing—slowly, relentlessly, never giving up. After several failed attempts, when he finally sank in nearly to the root, both of them were gasping for air.
"Is it… all the way in…?"
Her voice trembled. The moment he began to move his hips even a fraction, the real stimulation crashed over her.
His cock was buried deep enough to press against the colon itself, and with every thrust the protruding clitoris outside was dragged inward and ground directly against the thick shaft.
Most people believe the small external nub is the entire clitoris. That is nothing more than the tip of the iceberg. Beneath the skin and along the vaginal walls lies a far larger, more complex structure, nerves fanning out like a net; when the whole of it is stimulated at once, the pleasure is overwhelming. Deeper still is the point known as the A-spot—a small region just in front of the uterine entrance that ordinary anal sex with a normal man almost never reaches, something only a long dildo can hit directly.
Sang-hyuk's cock surpassed that limit with ease.
Every time he moved while completely filling her, the tip of the glans struck the A-spot with precise, repeated force. Each direct pressure on that deep place that should never have been touched sent a shock beyond mere thrills racing up her nerves.
The pure, delicate, flower-like Hye-seon was flat on her face, her asshole being reamed open by her lover, whites of her eyes showing as she screamed like a whore.
"Ogok… ogok…! Ogogok…!"
She could no longer form coherent words. Only meaningless howls burst from her mouth. Her mind had gone completely white. The capacity to think, to judge, to feel shame had been wiped clean away.
Every time Sang-hyuk slammed his hips down harder, the glans hammered the A-spot dead-on, and every time her body convulsed violently. Clear fluid began gushing from her vagina in an unstoppable flood. Not once—every single thrust sent female ejaculation spraying hard across the sheets.
"Aggeuk…! Aaaaah…! Honey I'm dying…! I… dieee…"
People say the orgasm from sex on drugs is roughly ten times a normal climax. Vaginal sex with Sang-hyuk had already delivered a hundred times that pleasure. This anal sex was now pushing her into something close to a thousandfold—far beyond any previous limit. Stimulation of an area ordinary female bodies were never meant to reach was burning her nervous system raw.
Hye-seon's eyes rolled back. Her mouth fell open and drool spilled out. Strength left her legs as her whole body seized in one massive spasm.
"Uooooh…"
At the exact moment Sang-hyuk flooded her asshole with a massive load of cum, her body gave one final, violent shudder—and then her consciousness cut out completely.
At the same hour.
The interrogation room of the Special Disaster Response Division under the Prime Minister's office—better known as the Shadow Team—still had its lights burning late into the night.
An investigator who had been methodically checking every human-era connection of Kim Yu-mi set a file on the table and reported.
"This Kim Yu-mi's relationships with men were seriously complicated. We're not talking one or two guys."
"That so?"
"Even while she was engaged, acquaintances testify she was sleeping with at least four different men."
"And what are those sex partners doing now?"
"All dead. Except one."
"What did you just say?"
"Park Min-jae, a fitness club trainer—found mummified in the club locker room. Oh Hae-seong, a physical education major, found as a dried-out corpse in a motel. The rest turned up the same way, mummified at home or inside their cars."
"Who's the one still alive?"
"The person she contacted most frequently right before she vanished. Her ex-fiancé—Shin Sang-hyuk."
The team leader picked up the photograph.
"Kim Yu-mi's a looker, but this guy's an absolute stunner himself."
"That's just it…"
"The surrounding statements are strange. People keep repeating that he suddenly became handsome, that the man himself completely changed."
"The man himself changed?"
"He used to be timid and kind. Now they say he's become rude and underhanded."
"People always decide anyone better-looking than them is an asshole."
The deputy flipped through the screen and added,
"Even his company colleagues report feeling a weird sense of intimidation from him lately. Too many red flags to treat him as just some dumped ex-fiancé…"
"You're saying the guy's an incubus?"
"Hard to say. The fact that he's the only one she didn't kill does raise suspicion."
"If he's a high-ranking incubus capable of baptism, catching him would be a jackpot…"
The team leader stared at Shin Sang-hyuk's photo for a long moment, then spoke in a low voice.
"Put a tail on this man. Investigate every possible route."
"Understood."