#28 Between Love and Colleagues (5)
“Hahk... hahk...!!”
In the dim darkness of the bed, Minjeong flailed endlessly in waves of pleasure. Her slender arms and legs stretched out, writhing like a crushed insect, her lithe waist twisting futilely—but Yuchan never slowed his pace. Nearly two thrusts per second. The piston motion that withdrew fully before slamming into her cervix shook Minjeong’s honeyed depths without a moment’s respite, brimming with lust.
“Nngh, huht... heek...”
Normally, right after a hymen tore, such rough movement would bring agony. But thanks to Yuchan’s thorough foreplay, Minjeong melted into the onslaught of pleasure without a hint of discomfort. Each time the long, thick shaft pounded her deepest spot, her elastic ass trembled relentlessly.
“Heek, aaang... Just a little rest, pleeease...❤ Kyuuk...!!!”
Minjeong’s tiny feet kicked wildly as she hit yet another climax, the count lost long ago. She was reaping the full rewards of channeling an athlete’s stamina and strength solely into sex.
“Hoo...”
Feeling her pussy spasm out of control, tightening to double its narrow grip, Yuchan finally exhaled the breath he’d held. He kneaded her ass—impossible to believe it had been virgin moments ago, welcoming his cock so greedily.
“Haa... It feels so good I could die...❤”
Yuchan lowered his body onto her upper half. The two naked forms tangled lewdly on the bed, slick with sweat that made it impossible to tell whose was whose. Her back slid against his chest, her heat vivid against him—far more intimate than simply pressing together.
“Kiss me, please...”
As Yuchan’s face drew near, Minjeong eagerly demanded a kiss. He pushed his thick tongue into her small mouth, savoring every corner—tart like candy.
“Chuu... haa, Yuchan oppa. When you cum, can you do it outside? It’s a safe day today, but just in case.”
“Got it, I’ll do that.”
“Wait a sec. Let me change position... aang...❤”
Minjeong pushed Yuchan back briefly, then twisted her body around with his cock still buried inside. She nearly moaned as it scraped her walls with every shift but achieved her goal: from prone to facing him in cowgirl. She wrapped her legs straight around his waist.
Yuchan gazed at her. Her once-innocent hair clung damply to her cheeks, sensual now. Her flushed face glowed red from rough climaxes, her gaze sparkling like melted sugar, still smoldering with afterglow. Just from joining bodies, their relationship had evolved this far. A lovable emotion sprouted on the face of Minjeong he’d never seen before.
“Doing it face-to-face like this feels nice too.”
Minjeong eyed every inch of his body like a starving pet spotting food. After all, a handsome face and chiseled physique were the ultimate aphrodisiac for women. Sweat dripping from his body alone made her crotch itch anew.
“Keep moving now... make me feel good...”
She pulled his waist closer with her legs, arms spread wide in invitation—a clear signal she couldn’t wait to take his cock again.
“Hmmm...”
While Minjeong’s mind bloomed like a flower field, Yuchan felt a lack. This consensual lovemaking born of mutual affection—not rape—was rare for him, and he struggled to immerse himself. Part of him wanted to choke her and pound away right now. It was undeniably less stimulating, almost boring.
“Even if you tell me to stop, I won’t.”
“Never... never stop. Heh...”
Minjeong beamed innocently at Yuchan’s solemn declaration. Naive as she was, she clearly mistook the pleasure she’d felt for all sex had to offer—emboldening such bold promises.
Still locked around his waist with her legs, Yuchan lifted her by the hips alone. Despite being a woman, her toned strength followed his motion. Now sitting face-to-face, she clung to his torso, arms around his neck.
“This closeness is amazing. Feel my heart pounding?”
“You’d have to be prettier for that.”
“Haha, I thought sweet talk didn’t suit you, Yuchan oppa.”
“And I thought you wouldn’t be this slutty? Can’t believe it’s your first time.”
“Like this position?”
“Just stay still.”
Yuchan gripped her slim waist firmly with strong hands—one on her pelvis, the other pressing her tailbone. His hold felt as secure as a seatbelt. This face-to-face sitting position let both see their partner’s sex joined, but mismatched rhythms drained the man’s stamina. No expectations of harmony from a fresh virgin—he’d bulldoze through with monstrous endurance.
He drew his legs back further, thrusting his hips up. His cock reared like a striking viper, slithering deep inside. Gravity slid her round ass smoothly onto him.
“Hahk...!!!”
Her hypersensitive cervix kissed the glans, and Minjeong sensed climax approaching. Soft flesh writhed, craving semen.
“Where feels best when I poke?”
“Anywhere... anywhere’s good... haaaang...”
Yuchan was expert, knowing a woman’s body better than she did herself. Even his brute-force pistons hid finesse—varying angles amid the speed to pinpoint her most sensitive spots. Everywhere he rubbed buckled her waist with ecstasy.
Squish!
As Yuchan snapped his hips, he lifted her like a fleshlight on a dummy. Her body shook like a toy under his massive power. Her gaping labia clung to his shape, milking every last drop of pleasure.
“Heeek...”
Then gravity’s fall. Protruding lips were shoved back inside, the unrelenting cock grinding her fragile cervix in circles. The whole sequence was rapture that made her womb quiver.
Yuchan took a deep breath and unleashed explosive pistons—precise as a machine, savage as a beast.
“Hahk... uk... heek... hahet...❤”
No room for rational words. Raw pleasure injected relentlessly, lewd squelches spraying from their junction as honey dripped. Her legs, once wrapped around his back, went limp, dangling at his sides.
“Stay with it. Don’t go pissing yourself—that’d be a hassle.”
“Hahng... I’m not... gonna pee... heuk...”
Was she, though? Yuchan ramped up as if determined to erase every trace of her hymen—like riding a rodeo. He toyed with her bouncing breasts, impaling upward.
“Al... already... gonna... cum...”
His precise yet ferocious churning ravaged her tender insides. Face-to-face, her features twisted in ecstasy—tongue lolling halfway, eyes brimming with tears, a pathetic sight. The poised, elegant teacher striding the academy halls devolved into a face no one else could see, just from cock.
“Hahk... ang ang... aaaaang...❤”
Her arms feebly pounded his chest—trying to push away, perhaps—but her weakened state offered no resistance. Beneath his hands, her plump ass clenched firm. Pale skin flushed pinkish everywhere, sweat beading and scattering.
“C... cumming... cumming cumming cuuuuuming...!!! Uht...❤”
Her pussy lips engulfing his massive shaft began to convulse, squeezing like a vise with wet squelches. Virgin blood mixed with juices leaked from their seam.
“Hahat...!!!”
Minjeong’s eyes lost focus for a moment. Yuchan savored her frail, addict-like form gazing vacant, lost in afterglow, diving back in.
“Wait...!!”
“What’s that? Really gonna piss?”
Minjeong gasped, exhaling sharply. From joyful moans to sensing crisis belatedly.
“Just... hng.. came... though...”
Her walls clenched tighter than before, post-climax pussy twitching obscenely around him. Escape for rest impossible in this position.
“The cervix feels good, right?”
“It’s... good but.. not right nowww...!!”
Her shapely breasts jiggled as she desperately resisted. Once climaxed, the cervix screamed sharp pain from glans-rubbing—then transmuted to keener pleasure gutting her belly before she could process.
“Wait, pleeease... right now... heeeeek...❤”
Feeling her spasm vividly, she trembled into bliss again. Body and mind glitching. Sweet poison injected to lethal dose. Drool trickled from her lips. With cock buried womb-deep, every struggle converted to lust. Shame she’d barely felt naked now rose—especially baring her disheveled, ugly face upfront, scratching her hidden masochism.
“Don’t look... not now... heeek...!!!”
She came. Came again. Limits shattered, thick pleasure every 30 seconds. Forced ecstasy piled up, lower belly stinging. Even dazed, she knew: strength fading, urethra loosening.
“N... nooo...!!”
Her limp body suddenly convulsed—Yuchan gripped tighter, targeting 5cm before her cervix ceiling. Time for that spot to scream.
“Yuchan oppa... j... just stop a sec... haaaht❤”
“Why?”
Words stuck in her throat. How to admit wanting to pee mid-sex? That missed chance was her last. Yuchan slammed upward fiercely, clamping her waist before she spoke.
“I... w... wanna... pee... heek.. aaaaang aaang...❤”
Her body betrayed her will, rejecting it cleanly for more moans. Another climax.
Drip...
Even with his cock plugging tight, her pussy fluttered. From her slack urethra, a tiny stream began. At first a trickle, then as he pistoned savagely, a fountain spraying.
“No... nooo... nooooo.. p... peeing... while... cummiiing...❤”
Splashhh!
Relief of release fused with dense sex pleasure, exploding. Her walls milked him desperately. Unyielding suction, then warm liquid banquet on her belly.
“C... cuuumiiing... heek...”
“You pissed on me, so I piss in you?”
“Huuuk... no... hate... what is this... heeek❤”
Her convulsing body finally stiffened. Mid-spray on sheets and him, hot liquid surged inside. Yuchan’s glans erupted against her cervix.
“So hooot... belly’s... burning... haang...❤”
Yuchan shuddered his hips, relishing seeding bliss. Her folds greedily wrung his baby batter, determined to suck every drop into her womb. Embracing her upper body, he nibbled her quivering nipples, savoring the afterglow as she puffed and trembled.