The Baguette Docking
I poured sexual energy straight into my cock. Yeonju was sitting on it, which made it hard to focus, but I managed somehow. The moment I did, her stiff, robotic hip movements gradually transformed into the desperate, bitch-like grinding of a bitch in heat. Her pussy juices gushed out and soaked my lower body. Every time our drenched flesh slapped together, wet, obscene sounds echoed through the room.
“Hngh… haah… I… I have to wash up… ngh… hnnngh…!! Haang…!!”
“Kuh… Yeonju-ssi. Are you really trying to wash up? Or do you just want to play around like a pervert?”
“Aaaah… nooo… hngh… I… I’m not… haah… a p-pervert!! The pervert is that stray cat!!!”
Even as she came and squirted all over me, Yeonju was still ranting about the stray cat. How frustrated must she have been? Thud.
“Huu… haaah…”
After her orgasm, Yeonju collapsed onto my chest, exhausted from all the cleaning. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
“Thanks for washing me.”
When I kissed her, Yeonju looked up at me in surprise. She tapped her own crown a few times, as if she couldn’t believe I had actually done that. At the same time, her eyes, fixed on me, filled with an intensely lewd light.
“Hngh… haah… Min… Minjun-ssi…”
“Yes? What is it?”
I knew exactly what she was about to say. The once-pure Yeonju, whose mind had been filled with nothing but cleaning, had gone into heat from a single kiss. That had been the plan, after all.
“I… I mean…”
“Yes. What is it?”
“I… haha… I want to do it…”
“Do what?”
“That… you know… that thing…”
“Cleaning? Making things clean?”
“Ngh… nooo… not cleaning… hngh…”
I looked at Yeonju and smirked. She would fall if I pushed her, but she could never bring herself to fall on her own. When I forced her, she could say the most vulgar things, but doing it voluntarily seemed incredibly difficult for her. Honestly, I was just as horny as she was and wanted to fuck right away, but teasing her was far more entertaining.
“Hmm… I don’t know what you’re talking about, Yeonju-ssi.”
“Auu… ngh… p-please… Minjun-ssi… I want to do it… okay…?”
“So what exactly do you want to do?”
“Auu… hngh… s-s-s-s… s-sex…”
“Sex? You mean chess? Jacks?”
“S-sex… sex…!!”
“Ah~ sex~ Then climb on.”
“…?”
Yeonju looked confused, so I gestured toward my cock with my eyes. Her tilted head suddenly flushed bright red. Then, with a face as red as a peach, she glanced at me and opened her mouth.
“Th-that… that… that… sex…”
“Yes. Sex. I told you to climb on my cock.”
“C-can’t Minjun-ssi… do it… for me…?”
“…”
This was cheating. Ha Yeonju, clinging to my chest and looking up at me while begging for sex, was straight-up cheating. It felt like my heart had dropped straight into the Earth’s mantle. She was so cute, so lovable, so lewd that the urge to shove my cock into her right then and there hit me like a storm. But I held it back. A true veteran sex partner knew how to wait patiently. If the other person was already desperate, there was no need to move first. There was a top and a bottom in sex, too.
“I don’t know. Since you said you wanted it first, shouldn’t you be the one to climb on?”
“Uuu… augh… it’s… it’s embarrassing. I can’t… I can’t do it…”
“Then I guess there’s no helping it. I drank today, so I’m tired. I should just sleep.”
“W-wait… wait a second! I… I can do it. I’ll… I’ll do it, Minjun-ssi!”
“Do what?”
“Th-that… that thing. I’ll… I’ll climb on…”
“Good. Then do it.”
“Huu… auuu…”
Yeonju slowly pushed herself up. She only lifted her upper body, keeping her hips low, but instead of just inserting it right there, she stood up completely and walked over to straddle my cock properly. I laced my fingers behind my head and watched leisurely as she tried to figure out how to get my cock into her pussy.
“Hngh… Min… Minjun-ssi… it’s too embarrassing… if you keep… watching… it’s embarrassing…”
“Ah~ I’m sleepy. If you don’t hurry, I’m going to sleep first.”
“Uuu… I’ll… I’ll do it… I’ll do it quickly… so… don’t sleep… I want to do it…”
Yeonju said that and slowly lowered her hips, knees bent, attempting to dock her pussy with my cock.
Like a virgin spaceship making its first docking attempt at the International Space Station?
Her docking was extremely cautious. Her movements were so slow it looked like they were in slow motion. I wouldn’t have minded if she just slammed it in all at once, but having her slowly tighten around me like this wasn’t bad either. There was definitely tension in the air.
—Twitch. Twiiiitch—. Twitch twitch.
The closer her pussy got, the more my cock twitched violently from the tension wrapping around my prostate.
“Uuu… d-don’t do that… s-stay still…”
The docking was happening through an extremely precise mechanism, so there could be no margin of error. But every time my cock twitched and missed the target, Captain Ha Yeonju’s face twisted in distress.
“Uuuu… the b-b-b-b… baguette keeps… moving…”
“Baguette?”
“Y-yes. B-baguette. The baguette… is moving…”
“…Ah~ you mean my cock? Then grab it and put it in.”
She wasn’t Hong Gildong or anything—she just couldn’t bring herself to say “cock.” The best substitute she could come up with was “baguette,” which felt oddly dry and unsatisfying, but if that was what she saw it as, there was nothing I could do.
“C-can I grab it? The… baguette?”
“Yes. Grab it. The baguette.”
“Th-thank you…”
It was so very Yeonju to ask permission just to grab something she was about to put inside her pussy anyway. She bowed her head politely, then slowly wrapped her fingers around my cock. Even that motion was part of the docking process, so it was incredibly slow.
—Tap.
“Hngh… hiih…”
Once the baguette was properly secured in her hand, her speed picked up a little. After much trial and error, she finally succeeded in pressing the tip of my cock against her entrance. Just getting it there had felt like an epic journey.
Like that famous scene from GT. The finger tap.
Just touching cock to pussy had produced a cinematic masterpiece. Yeonju really did have a talent for sex.
—Slide. Slide. Sliiide.
“Haaht…! Haa…!”
“Kuh…”
Yeonju hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered her hips, pushing my cock into her pussy. If she had rotated her hips to stretch herself open, it would have been easier, but she didn’t think of that and just tried to shove it straight in. It was hard on both of us. The pleasure was so intense it hurt. No matter how wet she was, her pussy was still incredibly tight. Forcing it in like this inevitably pulled the foreskin back toward the base. It was extremely stimulating.
—Sliiide. Slide. Slide.
“Kuh…!”
“Hngh…!! Haah…!! Hak…!! Hngh…!!”
Her tight pussy honestly bit down on my cock. From the urethra to the glans, all the way down the shaft where the soft muscles bulged out, she squeezed hard from above, digging through her own soft inner walls as my cock slid deeper inside.
—Sliiide. Sliiiide. Thud!
“Hiiiiiht!!! Haa…!!”
“Kuh…”
Docking complete. The tip of my cock slammed straight into her cervix. That alone made Yeonju climax, and the aftershocks froze her movements. I was already burning up, so I urged her on.
“Kuh. Yeonju-ssi. Move your hips already.”
“Hiiht…!! Haa… haaang… y-yes… I’ll… I’ll move… so please wait a little…”
Yeonju placed both hands on my stomach for balance and slowly lifted her hips before dropping back down. Or rather, it looked less like she dropped on purpose and more like her strength gave out from the pleasure and she collapsed. No matter how good her condition was, riding seemed too much for her.
“Kuhngh…!! Haaah…”
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed Yeonju’s hips firmly.
“I’ll just move myself, Yeonju-ssi.”
“Heuu…?”
I held her in place and started thrusting upward, using the bed’s rebound.
—Thwack. Thwack.
“Hngh…!! Haa…!! Min… Minjun-ssi!! I-it’s too rough…!!!”
“Kuh…”
She complained that it was too much, but we were only just getting started. Treating her like an onahole, I gripped her waist tightly and pounded upward, mercilessly stirring her pussy as she sat on my cock.
—Thrust. Slam. Thrust. Slam.
“Hiiht…!!! Haa!! Hak!!! Auu…!! Auu…!!”
It had been very tight at first, but the more I fucked her, the more her pussy reshaped itself to fit my cock perfectly. The sensation was maddeningly euphoric. This adorable Yeonju was my personal flesh toilet. Excited beyond belief, I shook my hips violently and used her pussy roughly. I pulled her up until just the glans caught on her entrance, then slammed her back down so my cockhead and her cervix collided in an instant.
—Sliiide. Slam. Sliiide. Slam.
“Hiiht…!!! Auu…!! Aah!!! Hngh…!!!!”
She wanted to say her womb hurt, that it was too rough, but she couldn’t even get the words out. She could only flail in the pleasure I gave her, eyes rolling back as drool spilled from her lips. The sight of Yeonju, unable to move once I started fucking her, was unbearably adorable. My personal flesh toilet.
I raced toward the end with my beloved flesh toilet.
“Hngh…!! Haa!! Haa!!!! C-coming!!! I’m coming!!!”
“Kuh…!! I’m cumming inside…!”
“Yes!! Hiiik!!! Hngh!!! Cum inside meeee!!!! Fill me up insideeee!!!”
—Spurt! Spurt!
I poured my cum directly into her womb, filling her completely with my seed.
“Huu…!! Haaah…!! Hngh… so full… it’s so full inside… Minjun-ssi is filling me up… I’m… so happy…”
Still impaled on my cock, Yeonju basked in the afterglow of her orgasm, then reached down to gently rub her lower belly. My cock twitched again at the sight, and Yeonju, who had been lost in a hazy daze, looked up at me in surprise.
“Min… Minjun-ssi? Why… why is the… baguette acting weird again… it’s… it’s getting bigger…”
“One time isn’t enough. Hmm… I’ll use it two more times, Yeonju-ssi.”
Judging by the strength of my erection and the amount of cum, even my steel cock probably couldn’t handle more than that. It made sense. This was already my seventh ejaculation today.
It’s a shame I can’t reach ten, but… oh well. I still have to fuck tomorrow.
I had planned to stop at two more times out of consideration for tomorrow’s stamina, but the moment Yeonju heard that, her expression froze in a strange way.
“Hiiik… t-two more… n-no… I… I’ll faint… I’ll faint…”
“Come on. Who faints during sex? Even the stray cat isn’t that much of a pervert.”
“Uuu… aaa… nooo!! I won’t faint! I won’t!!”
“Okay. Then here I go.”
“Auu… Min… Minjun-ssi!! W-wait…!! …Hiiik!!!!”
…
Yeonju really held on. Driven by her determination not to become a pervert like the stray cat, she endured two more ejaculations even as her eyes rolled back and her limbs trembled uncontrollably. But her desperate appearance turned me on even more, so I kept going one last time despite how exhausted I was, ultimately setting a monumental record of ten ejaculations in a single day. And Yeonju, the sacrifice to that monstrous record, finally couldn’t hold on and passed out.
Afterward, I washed the unconscious Yeonju like always, gave myself a quick rinse, and went to bed. The moment my head hit the pillow, I was out cold.
Vrrrr—
The vibration of my phone woke me from a deep sleep late the next morning. I rubbed my eyes, sat up, and picked up the phone.
“Hello?”
My voice was thick with sleep and irritation. But the voice on the other end was far too friendly—suspiciously so.
“Yes, is this Kim Minjun-nim? This is Sehan Bank~!”
“…The bank?”
The word “bank” made my heart drop. It was a problem I had vaguely worried about before. And now it had suddenly become reality.