Since I'm the Noona, I'll Drop the Formalities? (5)
Of course Lim Jiwoo was an adult.
She had a sex drive, so she had masturbated plenty of times, and every time she did, she had imagined how she might one day have sex.
Riding on top of a man, rolling her hips in slow, gentle waves.
Lying on her back while a man rocked above her, kissing her all the while.
Straddling a man who lay beneath her, swaying her waist at a leisurely pace.
In every version of sex Lim Jiwoo had ever pictured, there had been something cute about it — a cozy, snuggly atmosphere, a playful mood.
"Woojin… wait…!"
But never, not once, had there been a position where she showed a man her back.
It was mortifying.
Her ass.
Her anus.
Her pussy.
The fact that places she never wanted anyone to see were on full display — and that she had no control over any of it — was humiliating beyond anything she had imagined.
On top of that, because it was a position she had never even fantasized about, the shame hit her that much harder.
In a word: panic.
But Woojin, whether Lim Jiwoo was panicking or not—
Smack—!
"Haahng…!"
—slapped her ass and stoked that humiliation even higher.
"W-Woojin… Woojin-ah, Woojin…."
"Noona… no. Sunbae-nim. You've been awfully full of yourself today."
"Huh, what? Huh?"
"What was that? Am I scary? Call you noona? Listen to everything you say for the whole day?"
But the shame only lasted a moment.
The second Woojin — who had always played along like a little brother — called her sunbae-nim, her heart dropped straight into her stomach.
She had definitely succeeded at provoking him and pissing him off… but had she crossed a line?
"…Fine. Looks like you were trying to get under my skin. Well done. You really pulled it off. From here on out, I'm not holding back."
"Wait, Woojin…!"
Thrust—!
"Haaauuuugh…!!"
Woojin's cock suddenly filled her pussy to the brim, and Lim Jiwoo's mind went pure white.
With her thoughts frozen, of course her body froze too.
Every muscle clenched tight — and when her breath finally came back—
…Thud—!
"Haugh…!"
—all she could do was bury her face in the blanket and tremble from head to toe.
And at that Lim Jiwoo—
Smack—!
"Haaaugh…!"
—Woojin gave her ass a light slap, as if telling her to snap out of it.
Earlier, when he had spanked her, she had still thought of it as something of a joke.
But now?
Smack—!
"Haaaa… aauuung…!"
The doggy-style position alone was already drowning her in enough shame to drive her insane — and getting her ass spanked on top of it was twisting that shame into pure stimulation.
Her thighs quivered.
Both hands clenched the blanket tight.
Drool spilled from her lips.
…And her pussy clamped down hard around Woojin's cock.
In that state, when Woojin eased his hips back just a little—
…Schlick—
As if saying I get it. I'm sorry. Don't go — Lim Jiwoo's inner walls clung to his cock and dragged after it on the way out.
And then again—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Ha, ah, ah, ah, uh, uh, uuuuhhh, hweeeeh… eh, eugh, uh, uuuhh, uh, hwaaugh, uh, haeeeughhh…!!"
Just as Lim Jiwoo had unconsciously wanted, Woojin pounded into her hard, and she panted with her tongue lolling slightly from her mouth.
Smack—!
And whenever he slapped her ass—
"Heuughhh…!!"
The view of Lim Jiwoo from behind was just… good. That was the only word for it.
Springy thighs.
A big, full ass.
Wide hips.
And beyond the sharp lines of her shoulder blades and the clean drop of her shoulders — that face of hers, packed with her trademark foxlike allure.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Heuughhhhhh…!!"
And all of it was shaking.
That big ass jiggled with every impact.
Her long hair swayed with my rhythm.
Even her hands, fisted tight in the blanket, trembled.
But the thing shaking hardest of all was still Lim Jiwoo's face.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Uuugh… uh, uh, hh, ah, ha, ah, aahng, haaang, haaaugh, uuung, haung, uung, hhung, haang, haeuuughhh…!"
Where was Lim Jiwoo's greatest charm?
Those E-cup breasts?
That broad pelvis?
That big ass?
Or that nasal, breathy voice that drove men crazy?
No. Her face. Definitely her face.
Everything else was outstanding, sure — but Lim Jiwoo's single greatest asset was that wickedly pretty face, no contest.
Those long, narrow eyes that always seemed to be smiling.
The corners of her mouth tilted up like she was in a good mood.
A nose high enough to be unfair.
And that porcelain-white skin on top of it all.
The prettiest woman I had ever seen in my life — the one who always carried herself with that faint, unshakable composure around men — was right now—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
Clenching down hard…!
"Hieuuuugh…!!"
—tongue out, face completely blank, squeezing her pussy tight around me.
And if, right then, I drove my hips forward hard and slammed against her cervix—
Thrust—!
"Hh, ha, haaauuugh…!"
—her whole body seized up, her head snapped back, and she shuddered violently.
On top of that—
…Squirt, squirt—!
—she even squirted, not a huge amount, but enough to spurt out in little jets.
"Hh, uh, uuuhhuung… ah, haaugh, uuh, uh, haaaa… aaaaauuugh…!"
After that, Lim Jiwoo twitched and trembled, gasping for air.
And then, casually—
Tap—
I let go of her hips, took both cheeks of her ass in my hands, and squeezed.
The feel of them was strange and perfect — soft and springy at once. When I crushed that elasticity and pulled her open left and right—
Schlick…
"Hweeeeeh…."
—still lost in her climax, Lim Jiwoo's twitching anus came into view.
…How the hell was even this pretty on her?
Looking at that neatly pink, delicately wrinkled hole almost made me laugh from sheer absurdity — but I had no intention of using her ass for sex or anything like that.
It wasn't my thing.
I was just bored waiting for her to come back to her senses, so I kneaded her ass this way and that and looked her over.
A little later, once Lim Jiwoo had recovered—
"Woo…jin, Woojin-ssi, there… n-no, nooo… don't, i-it's… embarrassing, there… I hate… I haaate it…."
—she finally realized I had been staring at her most humiliating place. Tears welled faintly in her eyes as she looked back at me with a pitiful expression.
The shame must have been at its absolute peak, because she even reached a hand back toward me and tried to cover the space between her cheeks.
But my eyes weren't on Lim Jiwoo's ass or her anus anymore. They were locked on her face.
I'll say it again: Lim Jiwoo's greatest charm wasn't anywhere else. It was her face.
That face that could bewitch a man just by sitting there smiling — the face that always carried a subtle air of composure whenever she dealt with men—
"Woo… Woojin-ssiii…."
"……."
—looking at me like that, eyes wet and pleading, snapped my reason clean in half.
And right then—
Grab—!
"Eut!"
I caught the wrist she had been using to cover her ass.
And as I yanked that wrist back—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!!
"Haaaaaaaaauuugh… uuuugh…!!"
—I drove into Lim Jiwoo's pussy even rougher than before.
Absolutely brutal.
So rough that the hand I held twisted and writhed in my grip, showing just how intense the pleasure was for her.
But with one wrist locked in my hold, she couldn't bury her face in the blanket the way she had before.
As if she had forgotten she was showing me a face completely melted by pleasure—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Heugh… uh, uh, uh, uuuhhung, haa, haaugh… uh, ha, ah, ah, aaang, haaaang, haaauung…!"
—Lim Jiwoo could only pant with her tongue hanging slightly out.
Looking at that face of hers, the urge to come surged up all at once. Without hesitation I pressed my pelvis flush against her ass—
Thrust—!
Throb-throb—! Throb, throb-throb-throb—! Throb—!
"…Uh, haaaaa… aaaaauuuugh…!"
"Huuu…."
Maybe she had already crossed her pleasure threshold a little.
The expression on Lim Jiwoo's face as she took every drop of my cum actually looked a bit more put-together than when I had been railing her hard a moment ago.
Of course, that didn't mean her body was fine.
Quivering thighs.
Trembling hands.
A shuddering ass.
While she gasped for breath, I reached out and stroked her body here and there.
And then—
Smack—!
"Haung…!"
—I slapped her ass, and that seemed to snap her fully awake. Lim Jiwoo planted both hands on the blanket and pushed her upper body up a little.
From there she turned her head toward me and begged, with a desperately pleading look, for me to stop doing her from behind.
"Haaa… Woojin…-ssi, this… this is, huh? I… this, Woojin-ssi, no… no, Woojin-ah, I hate this… huh? Really, really, this is way too embarrassing…."
The shame Lim Jiwoo was feeling right now — and the expression it had carved onto her face — was almost certainly real.
Even if she had never had that kind of inclination originally, the app had built it into her.
Of course… watching her beg like that, part of me did wonder if I should just fuck her normally from here on out.
What I had already seen today was more than satisfying enough.
But.
Thrust—!
"Haaang…!!"
What was I supposed to do when that face itself turned me on?
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
"Ha, aaaa… aaang, aaaung, uh, uuuhung, haa, haa, haang, haaaaang…!"
Since things had already gone this far, it felt like she needed something in a similar vein to Ju Harin.
If Ju Harin's main concept was humiliation, then for Lim Jiwoo it would probably land as more of a sub-concept.
Either way, the setup was the same — she provoked me until I snapped, then got fucked for it — but after that, when I took her rough, the shame would amp her up even harder than ordinary arousal.
Smack—!
"Hwaaung…!!"
That would only make Lim Jiwoo even more delicious. So I spanked her ass and started moving my hips again.
And then, at some point—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap—!
Clenching down hard…!
"Woojin, Woojin, ah, aaaugh, uh, I, I, I'm gonna, gonna, come again, uh, ha, ah, haaaaaaang…!!"
—Lim Jiwoo dropped her head, clamped her pussy tight around me once more, and came.
Same as before.
…Squirt, squirt—!
She must have felt incredible, because she squirted as she shuddered through it.
"Haa… haa, uh, ha, haaaa, haaaaaaa…!"
While she did, I let go of her hand and leaned down over her back until my mouth was right by her neck.
Almost the same way Lim Jiwoo had hugged me from behind in the bathroom earlier.
So if I just muttered whatever nonsense came to mind here, wouldn't it sound pretty filthy in her ear?
"…Noona."
"Uh, uuung…?!"
"Does it feel good?"
"Haa, haaaaa…."
But the effect was even better than I expected. Lim Jiwoo straightened her arms and pushed her upper body up.
Then she twisted her head as far back as it would go, looked at my face for a moment—
"Haaaaa… Woojin, Woojin-ah… haa, aeuuup, mmph, chuuup… mmph, chuup, euuup, mmph, chuuup…!"