Soyeong's Command to Break Free from Hyuntae
Soyeong had told me to get away from Hyuntae, but Eunji was gripping my hand tightly and rubbing her chest against mine herself. The visual, the tactile, and the raw sensation surging from my lower body hit like a wave.
“Haa… Eunji-ya, wait a second. From behind, let’s do it.”
“Haa, got it.”
Gasping for breath, I pulled out my stiff cock. Without a word, Eunji dropped onto the bed, arched her back, and lifted her hips high.
Even after seeing this countless times, Eunji’s back view always hit me like a drug—her heavy, massive ass cheeks spread wide, her pink asshole glistening with thick juices, her tightly closed pucker fully exposed. It was insanely lewd.
“Haa… it’s art every single time, Eunji-ya.”
I groaned in admiration and grabbed her firm ass cheeks with both hands, kneading them so the sound of flesh slapping echoed through the room.
Then I spread her ass cheeks apart with two fingers, staring intently at her dripping pink hole.
Eunji shook her hips teasingly and whined.
“Ah, Minsu-ya~! Stop teasing and just put it in already…!”
“Got it. Right away.”
Srruk—chick-chick-chick—!
I pressed the swollen tip of my cock against her wet asshole entrance and thrust in heavily.
Eunji bent her waist and pushed her juicy ass back against me.
I gripped her slender waist with both hands like handles and used my lower-body strength and hip snap to pound her relentlessly at the intensity I wanted.
Thud! Slap! Slurp! Chick-chick-chick—!
My heavy ass cheeks slapped against my groin, filling the room with rough friction and the thick sound of her juices.
Every time I thrust up, her thick ass jiggled like waves, and my cock dug deep into her narrow depths, hitting her sensitive spots with heavy thuds.
“Haa, haa…! Eunji-ya, you’re gripping me so tight…!”
“Aah! Yeah! Minsu-ya, harder…! Fill me up completely inside…! Ang! Haaang!”
Both of us had forgotten about reason, lost in the ultimate pleasure of skin slapping against skin.
Her tight walls squeezed my cock like they wanted to crush it, sending an uncontrollable urge to cum from the base of my spine.
“Haaaa…! Eunji-ya, I’m cumming!”
“Ang, yeah! Cum…! Fill me up deep inside, Minsu-ya…!”
Thud—!
I yanked her waist hard, burying my cock to the root, and erupted deep inside her.
Vwoot! Vwoorurur—! Vwoot!
My hot cum spurted explosively into her depths.
Her walls convulsed wildly at the vibration of my semen, and I pressed my hips flush against hers, pumping every last drop into her womb.
“Haa… haa…”
After riding out the aftershocks of my deep orgasm for a while, I slowly pulled my still-hard cock out with a wet pop.
Suk—.
“Ang… haaang…”
The moment my cock left her, my freshly shot thick white cum leaked out of her open pink asshole, dripping down in thick strands.
Staring at the obscene sight of the creamy semen sliding down her smooth thighs and into the crack of her ass, I was soaked in an indescribable sense of satisfaction and conquest.
**
From that day on, my situation changed completely. Not only Eunji, but Harin too started taking the morning-after pill after seeing me lose weight, declaring she’d keep using it.
Eunji and Harin could now be fucked raw every time we met, and whenever I felt like cumming, I could shoot my cum deep into their pussies without any worry.
Watching the white cum cream drip out from between Eunji and Harin’s assholes after the creampie was always an indescribable source of satisfaction and conquest for me.
But there was one person who stubbornly refused to drop the dildo play—Yu Soyeong.
Lately I’d been doing the automatic dildo mode where I wore a blindfold and fucked her while she was on top, but it felt more like I was using myself as her meat dildo to satisfy her desires rather than actually pounding her, so the emptiness remained.
Still, whenever Soyeong called, my heart would race.
Honestly, among the three, Soyeong had the prettiest face.
Plus, I owed my current lifestyle to her, so it was only natural that my heart belonged to her the most.
**
Time passed, and soon it was the final exam season for the second semester of my first year.
Between studying for exams and the mountain of assignments flooding in from every subject, my days were nonstop.
On top of the already grueling schedule, I had to do all the tasks Hyuntae had dumped on me, and my sanity was starting to crack.
Then, while I was studying, my phone vibrated with a message from Soyeong.
She said she was about to explode from stress and wanted me to come over right away.
But I was so exhausted I was barely functioning.
In the end, I blurted out something reckless.
“Soyeon-ah… I’m really busy today. Maybe we can do it next time?”
A cold silence came from the other end of the line, then Soyeong’s voice came through sharp as a needle.
“Huh? Kim Minsu, you’ve been busy getting your dick sucked by Eunji and Harin lately, huh? Now you don’t even have me in your mind?”
“Ah, no! It’s not like that… It’s just that it’s exam season and I have to study, and the assignments are piling up like crazy…”
I rushed to explain, trying to sound reasonable.
Soyeong let out a scoff and whispered.
“You’re probably stressed too from studying for exams, right? So take a break and do the work you need to.”
“That’s true… but I have so many assignments from Hyuntae that I really don’t have time.”
The moment “Hyuntae” left my mouth, the air on the other end of the line turned ice-cold.
Soyeong’s playful tone vanished, and she asked in a completely serious voice.
“You’re saying you’re not meeting me because of Hyuntae’s assignments? Do you really have the guts to keep avoiding me?”
The pressure radiating from her low voice snapped me back to reality.
If I refused any further, a storm I couldn’t handle was coming.
“Ah, no… okay. I’ll come right now.”
In the end, I hurriedly dressed and headed to Soyeong’s place.
The moment I arrived, I put on the blindfold and started fucking her in automatic dildo mode, pounding her pussy hard.
We spent a fierce time sweating and moaning to vent our accumulated stress, then cleaned up after we were both exhausted.
At that moment, Soyeong, leaning against the headboard, lit a cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke.
She exhaled white smoke into the air, then spoke to me in a cool, low voice completely different from her usual tone.
“Hey, Kim Minsu.”
“Yeah?”
“How much longer are you going to be Hyuntae’s errand boy?”
My hand froze at her words.
“You’re an adult now. You don’t have to live as Hyuntae’s shuttle like when you were a minor. What he’s making you do now—dumping assignments on you—is straight-up criminal behavior. You know that, right?”
Her eyes burned with frustration and helplessness as she looked at me.
I knew exactly what she meant.
I was just as pissed off and wanted to punch Hyuntae’s face right then and there.
I let out a bitter sigh and lowered my head.
“…I know that too, Soyeon-ah. There’s no choice. My dad works at Hyuntae’s dad’s company. If I even slightly defy Hyuntae, my dad will suffer. Plus…”
I bit my lip and continued.
“I’m going to college and living on my own only because Hyuntae’s family is paying for my tuition and living expenses under the condition that I serve him. If I get kicked out of here, I’ll have to drop out of school immediately.”
Soyeong, listening quietly, blew out a long stream of cigarette smoke with a look of pity and frustration.
Her eyes behind the smoke were even deeper and colder.
“Kim Minsu, are you really that stupid?”
Soyeong opened her mouth again.
“So do you really think your parents would be happy if you lived as a lifelong servant in someone else’s house? You think they want their child to be stepped on as long as they don’t lose their job?”
“That’s…”
“Normally, parents would rather have their child live happily and be treated with respect, even if it means they themselves lose their job. You’re just tying yourself up in chains while pretending to be a filial son.”
Soyeong crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and added firmly.
“And you have plenty of ways to break free from Hyuntae. If you work part-time on weekends or any free time, you can easily earn enough for your living expenses. Apply for student loans for tuition, and once you graduate, you can pay it back. Why choose humiliation when there’s a proper path right in front of you?”
Her logical words hit me like a slap to the face.
But the fear that had been trained into me over the years still lingered in a corner of my heart.
Just like a baby elephant that had its tiny legs tied with a small rope as a child still couldn’t run away even after growing into a huge adult body, because it didn’t believe it had the strength to break the rope.
My heart was still trapped in the trauma of Hyuntae.