Chapter 137
Chapter 137
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 137
Chapter Title: Cleanup (7)
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1.
Up to now, the only sex Siwoo could remember was one kind.
Anal sex with the twins.
Even so, since he'd done it quite a few times, he had a clear memory of the sensation.
Compared to Yebin, who lay spread-legged beneath him, moaning and writhing, he could really compare the differences between real sex and anal.
"Hng... Hnng... M-maybe... haaang... an...!"
First, the sensation right at insertion and immediately after.
Anal greeted him with an intense tightness at the entrance, like being squeezed by a rubber band, followed by sticky mucous membranes clinging all the way in.
Vaginal sex, on the other hand, wasn't all that hard to slide into.
Especially with Yebin's pussy—it felt like as soon as he pushed the tip in, a powerful suction pulled him right in, docking automatically.
Then, warm, sticky fluids and bumpy ridges wrapped snugly around his shaft.
Next came the movement.
Compared to anal, where even thrusting back and forth was a challenge, this felt incredibly smooth. The grip was gentler, the stimulation subtler, but it melted around him in a cozy embrace.
If he had to compare it to a blowjob, anal was like a vacuum suck, while this was like getting leisurely head while soaking in a hot spring. Or something like that.
Honestly, he wasn't sure.
Metaphors were tricky.
Finally, anal felt like it went on forever with no end in sight, but vaginal sex had that soft kiss of the cervix waiting when he hilted fully.
Especially when he poked at that cervix—tap tap—Yebin twisted her body this way and that, loving every second.
"Siwoo... Mr. Siwoo... More, more, haa... I love it... so good...!"
"Hng! Hng!"
But not everything was different.
There were similarities too.
Like how, when a woman felt pleasure and reflexively clenched, the tightness pulsed intermittently, ramping up in waves.
"I-I'm gonna... cum... Siwoo... Siwoo... haaaang...!"
Yebin's voice dripped with seduction as her back arched sharply.
Thick love juices welled up and leaked out between the narrow folds gripping his cock.
At the same moment, an intense pressure—like biting down—clamped from the base to the tip, as the inner walls clung everywhere.
"Ngh!"
Siwoo halted his thrusts, waiting for Yebin's climax to pass.
Orgasm made her ass clench too, but when Yebin came, the way her inner flesh stuck to his skin was impossible to shake off.
Any movement now would feel like it'd rip his skin clean off—the sense of unity was that overwhelming.
"Haa... fuck...."
Even after the orgasmic storm passed, Yebin's pussy twitched like aftershocks, teasing his cock.
Caught up in the dizzying sensation, Siwoo unwittingly cursed under his breath.
He chose to pause, leaning back against the bed to gaze at Yebin.
Her full breasts had slid slightly to the side, splayed open.
They suited the phrase "symbol of motherhood" perfectly—bouncing up and down or slapping together with wet smacks every time he thrust.
Like clapping hands.
That applause sound fired up a man's breeding instincts like the ultimate cheer, making his cock throb harder.
A waist and belly so narrow it was hard to believe she carried those melons, with a cute little navel right in the center.
Siwoo's eyes roamed her body like a tongue licking it over.
"Haa... Mr. Siwoo..."
"Yeah."
Wondering if his stare was too creepy, Siwoo quickly averted his gaze.
"Haa... ha... Could you... say more dirty things? In that voice from before?"
"Huh?"
Dirty talk, out of nowhere?
A conversation with Takasho flashed in Siwoo's mind.
It was probably around their third year knowing each other.
'Dude, you know there are a ton of masochistic chicks out there, right?'
'Masochists? Nah, bullshit. Nobody to fool but Ada, huh?'
'No, seriously. They don't show it normally. But you finally stick it in the main hole? Mix in some roleplay while you're fucking? And she's not embarrassed at all—she's hyped? Boom, that's when it starts. "Call me names, spank me, grab my hair, choke me"—total freakout.'
'This guy's writing porn.'
'Ugh, dense bastard... Want me to tell you how to handle it?'
'Not curious.'
'Listen up. You'll thank me later when you're TA-ing for Associate Professor Amelia. No "third-rate pussy" rep for you.'
Takasho had rambled on, pouring out his know-how to Siwoo's uninterested profile.
But to Siwoo, with zero girl experience, it landed like this: To slay a dragon, aim for the eyeless spot.
"Haa... Siwoo...? Pretty please?"
A tip he'd figured would never see use, applied like this.
He never could've imagined it from her usually composed demeanor.
"Could you... maybe cover your eyes?"
"My... eyes?"
"It's just... kinda embarrassing to say it while looking at your face."
But seeing her half-lidded, hazy eyes now, his conscience pricked—he couldn't bring himself to curse.
No matter that it was roleplay.
"Haa... I don't wanna take it out... How about this?"
With his cock still buried, Yebin slowly twisted her body, presenting her ass to him.
Doggy style, rear entry—the position that highlighted her round cheeks perfectly.
"This way... you can do it... right...?"
Their first meeting had been awkward; until moments ago, they'd just been enjoying conversation, nothing more.
Now, this beauty was offering her moon-like ass, waiting to be pounded while he hurled filth at her.
Switching positions naturally reshaped her entrance, changing the thrusting feel.
Tighter now, with more curves—damn good in its own way.
But what the hell should he say?
No fat-shaming, for starters.
Siwoo picked one crude line from Takasho's repertoire.
"Uh... um... You big-titted slut?"
"Hiuuuk...!"
He blurted it out half-apologetically, but...
Her pussy clenched and wriggled around his cock.
Not as fierce as during climax, but definitely reacting to his dirty words, gripping tight.
"You filthy whore?"
"Hiaaaang...!"
Maybe coincidence? He tried again—and she loved it, right on cue.
Siwoo felt a weird mix of emotions.
Until Takasho mentioned it, he'd thought, 'No way crazy bitches like that exist.' Seeing one for real? Kinda off-putting.
"Haa... Why... why aren't you moving...?"
Yebin shot him a desperate look, shaking her ass teasingly side to side.
Each sway sent pleasure probing her depths, making her shoulders twitch in delight.
Siwoo swallowed hard and spoke.
The mood felt right for it.
"You move, tit-slut."
"Hauuung...! Y-yes... yes...!"
He had no idea who Yebin really was, but she was undeniably a total perv.
No hesitation at his command—she just started swaying her hips back and forth.
"Ngh... hnng...! Mr. Siwoo...! Your cock... too big... haang...!"
She was melting into it.
No matter the depth or angle, her slick folds entangled his shaft, begging to be fucked raw.
His swollen red cock dripped with her sticky juices, falling in globs.
"Eut... haat... hiu... good... so good...!"
Every jab of Siwoo's long, thick cock against her cervix and the space behind made Yebin wail.
Yet she never stopped moving her ass—pure lewdness.
"More... dirtier words... say more dirty things...!"
How could any man stay still with her begging like that?
Siwoo grabbed her wide hips firmly.
Her moving felt great, but this was his monumental first time.
He wanted to take control and savor it fully.
"What do you wanna hear?"
"Anything... haa... anything... And, and... use informal speech...!"
"That okay?"
"Yes... yes... kyak!"
Siwoo gripped her love handles—where hips met sides—and slammed his cock in deep.
Yebin collapsed forward with a thud.
Her legs quivered; it must've felt amazing.
"Yebin, you've got a third-rate pussy."
"Hauung... Yes...?"
"You came without me even moving after I stuck it in."
"Yeees... that's right...! My... my pussy's totally worthless...!"
Siwoo, who'd started out awkward, gained confidence from her eager responses.
He smacked her ass against his pelvis—pang pang—and drove his hips forward hard.
Pleasure even better than before rippled through him.
"Pussy like a sprinkler!"
"Haaang...! Yes...! I get so wet...!"
"Could pop out triplets easy!"
"Hieeuuk...! Witches... can't get pregnant...!"
"I'll knock you up."
"Yes... love it...! I'll take all your babies, Siwoo...!"
Siwoo unleashed every filthy phrase that popped into his head on her until he felt the buildup.
And at the same time...
-Viiiing!
A bizarre vibration hummed—the kind impossible in normal sex—as Yebin's stigma-engraved womb began to tremble.
"Haa... haa... Stop... stooop!"
Siwoo had barely moved, yet she screamed like mad.
Eyes half-rolled in ecstasy, she tried desperately to stop him, but her womb's mana started getting sucked straight into his cock.
Hidden under the blindfold, Siwoo's golden eyes glowed as Yebin felt every drop of her mana stolen through the tip pressed to her cervix.
"This... I love this! It's weird... my head feels weird...!"
This sensation.
Mana concentrated at the brink of ejaculation zapped every pleasure point inside her pussy like electricity.
A rapturous bliss masturbation could never achieve.
"Ngh!"
Hot semen blasted into Yebin's quivering pussy, vibrating like an electric onahole.
-Gulk! Gulk! Gulk!
"Haa... haa... haaaang...!"
In response to Siwoo's ejaculation, her pussy clenched greedily, sucking up the semen from his urethra like a vacuum.
Then, transparent mana from Siwoo's body surged back into Yebin's womb.
Through the narrow cervix, it flooded her womb like implantation, overflowing into her fallopian tubes and ovaries.
"Haa... ah... aaah..."
Yebin felt her mind go blank and collapsed flat.
Stunned by the unexpected result, Siwoo just fumbled at his eyes, bewildered.
"What... the hell."
At the moment of ejaculation, mana had gushed from Yebin's womb like a fountain, absorbed naturally by Siwoo.
His stigma amplified it and auto-returned the excess.
Now, his stigma brimmed at full capacity.
Yebin's body overflowed with mana too.
"Hauu..."
Before him sprawled Yebin, splayed like a frog crushed by a tire.
Her flushed pussy heaved like it was breathing, expelling thick semen in globs.