#29_Sunflower and Signpost (7)
If there had been anyone outside the bathroom, they would surely have noticed the grotesque crime unfolding in this tiny enclosed space. The moans mingled with a frail girl's sobs echoing from the men's room would naturally prompt a call to the police.
"Ahk... ugh... sob... just a little... slower..."
Yuchan mercilessly thrust his rigid shaft into Seohae's dry vagina. There was the crunching sensation of her virgin barrier tearing away futilely. Even as a moderate amount of blood flowed out, there was scarcely any lubrication. Undeterred by the vise-like tightness that made his cock ache, Yuchan plunged into her body again and again, like a battleship employing shock tactics. It was a tiny hole that had never once permitted foreign intrusion. For it to accept Yuchan's above-average girth without any foreplay must have felt like her lower body was being ripped apart.
Yet Seohae offered no resistance whatsoever, standing obediently with her hands against the wall as he'd commanded. Even though he'd only inserted halfway, the intense grip made it feel as if he'd buried himself to the hilt, filling Yuchan with a sense of relief. Seohae, who had been an enigma in every way, was no different from other women once his cock was inside her. She bit her lip to stifle her moans, her freshly deflowered tender flesh writhing in a duet of pain and pleasure each time he battered it with his searing hardness.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Yuchan continued his hip thrusts without a word. At first, the constriction was so tight it hurt his member, but with repeated strokes, her hole began to mold itself to his size. Normally, he would have toyed with his victim using vile obscenities, but his silence wasn't due to sentimentality. It was because the sensation of her pussy sucking him in with every thrust was far better than he'd imagined, even from an untamed girl.
"Hnggh..."
Seohae, who had been muffling screams with her hand over her mouth, began to slowly register pleasure as her love juices secreted inside. The speed was unnaturally fast compared to ordinary women.
"Hiuuk...!"
Finally. As Yuchan drove forward repeatedly, his glans collided with her deepest depths. The shock made stars burst before her eyes, her flower-like cervix trembling violently. Yuchan leaned forward, bracing against the wall just like her. Her hot inner walls felt scorching enough to melt his cock. The lively pulsing of her heartbeat transmitted directly through their joined flesh.
Yuchan gazed at Seohae's back. Because her head was bowed against the wall, her wing-like shoulder blades protruded sharply beneath her dress, half-folded. Was it because she'd suffered heart disease since childhood, stunting her growth? Compared to girls her age, Seohae was unmistakably small in both frame and height. She barely cleared 150 cm, with a weight somewhere between late 30s and early 40s kilos. On average, she'd resemble a girl just entering middle school.
Of course, a small body meant everything else was small too. Her narrow pussy was already at its limit just accommodating Yuchan's cock, and the more she suffered, the richer the pleasure he received.
"Haa... haa..."
Each time Seohae breathed in and out, her vaginal folds writhed in peristaltic waves, sending waves of ecstasy through Yuchan that nearly buckled his hips. He'd bedded many women, but few could provide such bliss from insertion alone.
"Uncle... is it... over...?"
After Yuchan had been still for a long while, Seohae asked. Inexperienced as she was, she apparently couldn't tell if he'd ejaculated or not. Despite losing her virginity to brutal rape, there was no resentment in her voice toward him. It was a first for him. Women who learned his true nature always feared, hated, and loathed him.
"Who said it's over?"
"Hak...!!"
As he replied, he angled his cock upward and stabbed. Seohae's cervix speared, making her bounce onto her tiptoes in spasm. Her clenched ass cheeks contracted like ripe apples, rubbing against the sides of his shaft. The cervix was a delicate organ shielded by thick vaginal mucosa. Yuchan's cock was too hard and thick to plunge into such a sensitive spot. Thanks to that, Seohae stood on tiptoe, her trembling legs straining to escape his member. It was a body like a time bomb that could burst at any moment if left alone. Normally, Yuchan might have considered that much. But the brakes that had tenuously restrained him were off. Only the pitifully primal sadism dominated his mind.
"Uncle... do you like this sort of thing?"
"You'll come to like it too."
"I don't care."
"I don't care about you either."
He'd never possessed mercy or pity to begin with. Whether her heart stopped from the excessive rape or not, he just needed to handle the aftermath. Yuchan eyed Seohae's slender legs, barely holding her up. To match her waist height to his short stature, he'd spread his legs wide. What if he ignored the height difference and thrust standing straight?
Yuchan grabbed her waist and lifted. Astonishingly light—her legs lifted effortlessly off the floor.
"W-wait... what are you... haeuk...!"
With her upper body still bent, her lower half rose, shifting her center of gravity forward. On the verge of falling, Seohae desperately reached for the bathroom floor, bracing herself. All this while his cock was still embedded, mashing her soft cervix every which way with his glans.
"Hng... ahng... this... this is scary..."
He gripped her thighs. Like training at the gym, he seized both like wheelbarrow handles, lowering her upper body to the floor. The anxiety of half her body dangling in his grasp, the indifference that could toss her away anytime—it fanned her ominous fears. Most brutal was how this position speared her deepest insides raw. Could it go any deeper?
Her stamina already frail, Seohae first braced like doing push-ups, but soon collapsed flat. It was grueling exercise for someone who could barely manage her own body.
"Ahk... ang... aaang..."
Her beautiful black hair splayed messily across the bathroom floor. With her cheek pressed to the tiles, she panted each time Yuchan thrust. The once-pure white girl was being defiled. Rubbing her cheek on the filthy floor, legs comically gripped, taking his cock while wailing like a pathetic bitch in heat.
"How does it feel getting raped by the man you confessed your love to? Having your hymen torn in a dirty bathroom?"
She must realize it now. How he'd betrayed their closeness in an instant. How he'd committed ruthless crime without batting an eye—his essence etched deep into her body.
"D-do you... like it when... I suffer...?"
"Yes. I love watching you writhe as you abandon your purity for filthy emotions. Of course, your virgin pussy is decent enough too."
Finally, they'd found the right dynamic. He should have done this from the start. The moment she brought that filthy bird into the campervan, he should have devoured her. Satisfaction swelled in Yuchan. He was curious about her response, her final throes from this unprecedented type of human. Would she crumble in agony and screams? Or glare with hatred?
Without hiding his anticipation, he paused his hips to let her speak. Through her disheveled hair, he saw her looking back.
"I was so lonely."
Her eyes were the same as always.
"Running off to the island alone... visiting the lighthouse every day... I thought it was a relief... but I was still so lonely..."
Even in this humiliating defilement, her noble girl's gaze permitted no stain.
"That's when I met you, Uncle. Having you there made the past month not lonely at all. So... if this body that's going to vanish anyway can please you like this... I don't mind."
It still wasn't enough. He'd thought he was being harsh, but no. Yuchan clicked his tongue and yanked her thighs inward harder.
Crunch!
"Haaang... haak...!!!"
With force enough to snap his cock, he dragged her lower body toward him. She slid powerlessly into him, her tender cervix flattening against his glans. Seohae barely swallowed her scream. Ignoring her, Yuchan resumed thrusting.
"Hak... hng... haang..."
Feeling the marshmallow-soft skin of her thighs, he pulled her inward with each thrust. Savoring the feast of folds clinging to his glans, he pumped pleasure into her.
"Hak... hiik... there... ugh..."
At first writhing only in pain, she gradually felt pleasure as she adapted. No matter the excuses, the flesh was honest. Like saliva pooling for new food, a female's pussy weeps when impaled. He forced apart her clenching folds, pounding her womb like hiccups. Seohae, stuttering in sobs, began to moan sweetly.
"Get up."
"Kyaaak!"
To change positions again, Yuchan slipped his hands under her armpits and hoisted her up powerfully. All while still connected. He pressed her back to his chest, his upright cock skewering her between his legs—the classic standing carry.
Suddenly dangling in midair, Seohae was supported only by his hands under her armpits and the embedded shaft.
"So light, perfect for using."
"Euk... sl-slowly..."
Her hair tickled his chest. The familiar pleasant scent wafted to his nose. For now, he was just adjusting position. Yuchan slowly lowered his hands gripping her.
"Aaaaahk...!!! It's... going in..."
Not mere insertion. Gravity bore down as she slid slowly along his impaled cock, immense pressure on her pussy. It evoked medieval impalement. Skewered through anus or vagina, one's weight driving the stake through vital organs in living torment. Of course, she wouldn't die like this. With his arms supporting, it wasn't pure agony. Her tremors and strange cries came from unprecedented pleasure and pressure crushing her tiny womb. Her already tight entrance clenched even harder from the stimulation.
Like using a life-sized love doll, Yuchan moved her up and down.
"Hua... hu... hut..."
Before many strokes, Seohae convulsed violently. Not struggling to escape, but reflexive spasms of climax. Her body stilled after quivering.
"Is it... okay to go... this deep...? It feels like... it's in my womb..."
Another person so deep inside her body. Seohae flailed her legs in bewilderment. Her first taste of sex's pleasure was intensely scorching, searing her nerves.
"Hng... huuk..."
Once awakened, her immature organs raced to climax more easily. No need to target weak spots—mere motion filled the little girl's body, churning her novice hole into spasms.
"Haaaang aaang...."
Her body, literally used by his hands, stiffened like electrocuted.
Spurt, spurt!
Yuchan's cock throbbed, flooding her virgin depths with thick white semen. Overflowing from the narrow canal, it trickled down her thighs, tinged pink with virgin blood.
"Hng... aaaang...."
The semen, mixed with her blood, dripped like from a hanged prisoner's twitching feet.