With Chae Dayeon in the Conference Room (2)
After a light climax, Chae Dayeon kept her forehead pressed to my chest, her breath coming out tangled with moans.
"Hnnngh... nngh, ahh, nngh, haaaaaah... haah, hauuugh, nngh, nnguuuugh..."
She sounded like a kitten whimpering. Cute.
I stroked the back of her head and waited a moment.
"Haaah... I-I... I wanna liiick it..."
"Wanna sit here for a sec? I'll take my pants off too."
"Mmmngh..."
Dayeon stood so I could get my pants off, then wobbled — leftover aftershocks, probably — and dropped into the chair beside me. Her face was flushed a deep red as she watched me strip off my pants and underwear.
The look on her face just then was the look of a cat watching its butler pick up a favorite toy.
Shake it. Come on, shake it already. I like that one.
Seeing that expression, I deliberately slowed down as I peeled off my pants and laid them, along with my underwear, on top of the jacket she'd already draped over the chair. The moment I sat back down in just my shirt, Dayeon darted between my legs with that sudden, catlike quickness — nothing like her usual languid pace.
Sucking me off while I sat in a chair meant she should have been on her knees in front of me, but Dayeon didn't seem to care much about her posture. What she cared about was my cock. Nothing else.
"Hauuump..."
Without a shred of hesitation, Dayeon took me into her mouth. Her face was burning red, but her expression was perfectly serene as she licked and sucked.
The proof that she was actually worked up, though, was the sound.
"Nnguum... nnguung, haum, slurp, chuuup... haah, uunghump, slurp, chuuup... uunguung, slurp, chuuuup—"
Mixed in with the wet sounds of her sucking was that distinctive purring-song of hers. She planted one hand on each of my inner thighs and bobbed her head, then pulled off to catch her breath, staring fixedly at the cock dangling right in front of her face.
"Huaaah... haah, haeuuung, nnnnngh... nngh, uunnngh..."
And before she took it back into her mouth, she let out a long, meaningful purr and looked up at my face.
"Hnnnnnnngh..."
She gave me that classic cat look — checking whether I was going to do what she wanted — and then took me back into her mouth. This time, unlike before when she'd been focused solely on my cock, she kept her eyes locked on my face the entire time.
"...Auumph."
What Dayeon wanted was probably...
I suddenly pressed down on the back of her head, driving my thick cock into her throat.
"Ghhk—!"
Coughing. Drool. Gasping for air. It was pretty rough, but Dayeon took the hand I'd pulled aside and placed it right back on top of her own head, signaling she wanted more.
"Hnnngh...!"
Her head was small, so of course her mouth was small too. The transgressive thrill of forcing a huge cock into that tiny mouth was beyond words. And on top of that, if you added the faint sheen of tears gathering in those catlike eyes of hers, it created the complete illusion that I was forcing myself on this tiny creature.
"...Uuuuungh..."
That illusion fed into a sense of conquest, and conquest, naturally, fed into pleasure. And if I was going to feel that pleasure anyway, dumping it inside Dayeon would feel even better.
"Uunguuump, slurp, chuuup... haeugh, uunghump, slurp, chuuuup... haah, haaaaah... hauuunghump..."
"Dayeon. I think that's enough for now."
"Nnnngh..."
I told her I was about to put it in, so she could stop. Dayeon let my cock slip from her mouth, but she stared at it with a face full of reluctance.
"Think you can stand up?"
"Ungh..."
Having worked herself up considerably while licking me, Dayeon wobbled slightly as she got to her feet. I carefully caught her by the shoulder so she wouldn't fall, then looked around the small conference room, considering where and in what position I should take her.
Have her lean against the wall? Stand her facing the wall and take her from behind? I was sitting in a chair — maybe just have her climb on?
"Dayeon, think you can get up here?"
"Here?"
"Yeah. Climb up and spread your legs a little."
My choice was the table.
"Is it... okay to get on this?"
"If I got on it, it'd probably be a disaster, but you should be fine. It'll hold."
"The weight, yeah, but what if you go too hard and break the table?"
"...I'll be gentle."
A lie right up there with I'll just hold your hand, I swear — I said it without batting an eye and watched Dayeon climb onto the table. Once she was up, she glanced at my face, then spread her legs left and right.
And then...
"...Hah."
"Hm? What?"
"Nothing... I just like it."
I was going to lose my goddamn mind.
A face so babyish she could pass for a college freshman. An expression so innocent it looked like she didn't know a thing. A genuinely small frame and height. But between those spread legs, slick was running down in slow, glistening threads, and her smooth pussy looked soaked because of it.
"Dayeon."
"Ung?"
"Can you spread it open with your own hands?"
"With my hands?"
Even at that sudden request, Dayeon didn't so much as grumble. She just brought her hands down between her spread legs. With hands that looked like they were barely half the size of mine, she pulled her own pussy open left and right, and another thick glob of slick that hadn't made it out yet came spilling forth.
I couldn't take it. I really couldn't take it anymore. The sight of her like this — this absurdly obscene spectacle — I wanted to look at it again and again, but my self-control had long since run out of time to stall.
I lined up my cock — still thickly coated in Dayeon's saliva — against the entrance of her pussy, and pushed my hips forward. Dayeon trembled all over, her voice climbing into a high, thin cry.
"Uuuuuuungh...!"
"Dayeon, wrap your arms around my neck."
"Ung, nnnngh..."
Given the position, it was obvious she wouldn't be able to keep her balance once I started giving her pleasure. Before I started moving, I guided both of her arms around my neck and locked them in place. Like a cat carefully offering its paws to its butler, Dayeon wriggled her hands into place, then started making biscuits against the back of my neck, twitching and shivering.
Time to move.
"Nngh, uunngh... nngh, nnnngh, aueunnngh...!"
Honestly, I wanted to go as rough as I had with Lim Jiwoo the day before yesterday, but I kept my hips a little gentler than usual, worried Dayeon's voice would carry outside. Moving this gently should have meant less stimulation for me. Obviously.
"Aueuugh...! Nngh, uunngh, hauungh, uungh, uunnngh... haah, haah, haeugh, nngh, nnguuugh, haah, haaah...!"
"Hhh...!"
Not even close. If anything, moving slowly made the little nubs and folds lining Dayeon's inner walls stand out even more clearly. They scraped hard against my cock. They raked it softly. They tapped and patted it. I was already holding back a climax that kept surging up because of all that, and then Dayeon asked for a kiss with that plaintive look on her face, and the urge to come boiled even hotter.
"Woojin... Woojin-ah, k...iss me, ung? Euungh... ung, kiss, kiiiss... hnn, nngh, nngh, hauuunnngh...!"
I kept moving while I kissed her. We didn't have much time anyway. And if I could get as much as possible done in that little time, wasn't that actually a good thing?
"Aueuumph, slurp, chuuup... nngh, uunghump, slurp, haah... haah, nngh, uheunnngh, haeugh, nnguuugh, ha, aumph, slurp, chuup... slurp—! Ang, hauuugh...!"
I came with my cock shoved in as deep as it would go, and Dayeon, at some point, had buried her forehead hard against my chest, shuddering all over.
"Uuuuuuunnnngh...!!"
"Hhh...!"
And before Dayeon could even react, I started moving my hips again, determined to make the most of what little time we had left. Not much time? Then just go faster. That was the mindset.
"Woojin, Woojin, ah, hauuuuugh...!"
I kept thrusting into her pussy, sticky with her slick and my cum, and from down below the wet squelching sounds grew even more explicit. But even more obscene than those sounds was Dayeon's voice, coming from right below my face. She'd only just come, and the stimulation starting right back up had her making sounds that were almost like crying, which only fed my sense of transgression even more.
"Hh... nngh, uungh, uunnngh, uungh, nngh... nngh, nngh, haah, haah, hauuugh, nngh, nnguuugh...!"
And to make that transgression even bigger, I figured I might as well undo the buttons of the blouse she was wearing while I kept thrusting. I'd decided not to leave any wrinkles in her blouse, since Dayeon had to go straight back to afternoon work after this exam. But that was only a problem if I groped her chest over the blouse. If I just pushed the blouse aside so it wouldn't wrinkle in the first place, there was nothing to worry about.
"Haah, why, whyyy... nngh, hnnngh, haeugh, ah, haaang, haaeuugh...!"
When I undid the last button, Dayeon's skin showed through — just as white as the blouse itself. I slid her bra up, and her small, cute breasts jiggled into view. The moment I saw them, I bent down and latched onto one of those swaying pink nipples and started sucking.
Dayeon tensed every muscle in her body and came, lightly.
"Haaaeeugh...!!"
The hands around my neck. The pussy clenched around my cock. The legs wrapped around my waist. Locked up rigid like that, Dayeon let out intermittent, almost breathless moans that told me exactly how much stimulation she was feeling.
"Ha...aah... aeuuugh...!"
But men are fickle creatures at heart. A woman whose entire body was already telling me how much she loved having sex with me — and I still wanted to hear her say it out loud.
"Hh... Dayeon."
"Ung, nngh, nnnngh...!"
"Haah, does it feel good?"
"Ung, it... feels, goood... heuugh... nngh, good, goood...!"
But Dayeon looked me straight in the eyes and gave me something even better than the words I'd wanted to hear.
"Heeeugh... nngh, good, Woojin's, feeels... good, sex with Woojin, good, goood... haah, uungh, uunnngh... haah, more, give me mooore... nngh, hauunnngh...!"
That face of hers made me lose it, and I came a second time, fast.
"Haaaaaah... nnnnngh...!!"
"Hhh...!"
Honestly, after coming twice in such a short span, I figured I could take a little break. I stopped my hips for a moment... and Dayeon brought the hands she'd had around my neck slightly forward, gently took my cheeks, and made me look her in the eyes.
She let me see that pleading face of hers, and then Dayeon said—