The Fist King's Claim
Cindy had made up her mind. As memories of her encounter with Jung Dae-woon flashed through her thoughts, she shifted her position, intending to settle between An Rok-san's legs. But he stopped her, guiding her to sit beside him instead.
At first, Cindy was puzzled. She had assumed he wanted her to serve him, yet he seemed to be refusing. It turned out An Rok-san was not after that kind of service from her.
Slurp.
“?! Mmph?!”
He suddenly grabbed the head of the woman sitting beside him and pressed his lips firmly against hers. Startled, Cindy instinctively closed her mouth, but as An Rok-san's tongue licked and teased her lips with deliberate affection, she parted them on her own and began to welcome him inside.
“Slurp… chuuup…”
“Mmm… haa… chuuup…”
“Slurp… chup… chup… lick, lick…”
“Huuung… slurp… juuuup…”
It feels… so good…
“Haaah…”
Their kiss lasted more than five minutes. When they finally parted, Cindy was breathless. A long, glistening strand of saliva stretched between their lips, and the sight of it only aroused her further.
An Rok-san’s hands moved to her breasts, kneading them firmly through her clothes. Cindy let out a moan as waves of pleasure radiated from her chest.
“Even through the fabric, I can tell how incredibly soft they are. Cindy, your breasts aren’t just large. I, who have known many women, can personally guarantee their perfection.”
“Hngh… I-I’m embarrassed, Master…”
Despite the deep blush spreading across her face, Cindy’s body was utterly honest. Her nipples had stiffened visibly beneath her clothes, and An Rok-san focused his attention on them, rubbing and pinching the hardened peaks through the fabric.
Her moans grew louder. When her lower body began to grow slick with arousal, An Rok-san stripped away her outer garments.
With a heavy bounce, her enormous, beautiful breasts spilled free. Cindy’s face burned an even deeper shade of red.
An Rok-san simply stared at them—at her breasts and at her flushed face—his expression one of careful appraisal. Cindy gazed back at him, cheeks blazing.
Finally, he spoke.
“Beautiful.”
The simple praise made Cindy’s face flush hotter. Her entire body grew feverish with desire. Her breasts truly were exquisite. So massive that a single hand could never hope to contain one, they defied any comparison to ordinary women. Yet they showed no sign of sagging; perfectly shaped and balanced, they stood proud against gravity. Her snow-white skin and delicate pink nipples, erect and inviting, stirred every masculine instinct of ownership and conquest within him.
And An Rok-san felt those instincts keenly.
…My body is reacting on its own…
A soft, wet sound escaped her as her nipples stiffened even more at his sincere words. Fresh nectar flowed from between her thighs.
An Rok-san removed his own top. The moment his physique came into view, Cindy couldn’t help but admire it. His body was covered in muscles that seemed impossible for his age—dense, powerfully trained, and so clearly defined that one could easily imagine the strength hidden beneath his lower garments. Had it not been for his face, he could have passed for a man in his twenties.
Yet his face was far from ugly. The wrinkles, piercing blue eyes, short red hair, and beard all radiated experience and authority. The contrast between his Eastern features and Western-colored eyes and hair gave Cindy an exotic, almost mystical impression.
And when her gaze dropped to his lower body, she saw that his manhood had not aged in the slightest. Its sheer size only emphasized his raw masculinity.
It… it might even be bigger than Kang-hyun’s…
Cindy felt a rush of shame for unconsciously comparing it to Yoo Kang-hyun’s and quickly turned her head away. But the moment An Rok-san removed his pants, her eyes were drawn back to it against her will.
“Hik?!”
Having seen many men’s endowments while playing Cheonmu Murim, and having some experience from her CIA days and the few partners she had before meeting Kang-hyun, Cindy knew with absolute certainty the moment she saw it: An Rok-san’s was the largest and most powerful she had ever witnessed.
The dark-red shaft pulsed with thick, bulging veins. The red pubic hair, matching his beard and the hair on his head, marked him as a different race from the people of the Central Plains—just like her.
Gulp…
“Cindy Macglen.”
“…Yes, Sir.”
“Suck it.”
“……Slurp.”
The beast had shed all pretense of civility, revealing his true nature without ceremony. Yet Cindy obeyed naturally, almost as if the command were familiar. She moved between his legs, kneeling as memories of her meeting with Jung Dae-woon resurfaced.
Back then, she had been unable to defy his orders. Her mind had rebelled, but her body had submitted instinctively, leaving her confused and shaken. That experience had become the foundation that now stripped away all hesitation from the current Cindy.
Kneeling between An Rok-san’s thighs, she felt another gush of nectar the moment his massive cock appeared before her eyes. Her body was reacting to the desire to serve the man who now dominated her.
“Juuuup… chup♥… chuuup… slurp♥… juuuup…♥”
What an incredible smell… But… I want to keep smelling it♥
Simply taking his cock into her mouth—rather than her pussy—brought her overwhelming excitement and pleasure. With her true master absent, Cindy began to serve the invader in earnest.
At first she focused only on the glans, but soon her tongue explored every inch of the shaft and heavy balls. Then she began bobbing her head up and down, sucking him with increasing fervor.
When she had performed oral service for Kang-hyun, she had always worn a blissful, seductive expression. Now she felt humiliation and shame. Yet after experiencing something similar with Jung Dae-woon and realizing what the feeling truly was, Cindy understood it was not only humiliation but a deep masochistic craving to be dominated. She continued serving An Rok-san with even greater devotion.
“Slurp…! Chup…! …Juuuup♥! …Chup! …Slurp♥… Haaum♥”
She shook her head vigorously, using her tongue aggressively to give him the most intense stimulation possible. An Rok-san suddenly grabbed her massive breasts and began kneading them roughly.
“Huuup?!”
Startled, Cindy nevertheless felt her pleasure spike. More nectar spilled from her as she continued her devoted service.
“Tzuuup♥! …Chubup♥! …Chubup! …Tzuup! …Chuuup! …Chuuup♥”
Lost in a trance, Cindy bobbed her head at a frantic pace. Unable to hold back any longer, An Rok-san reached his climax. A volcanic eruption of thick, white semen flooded her mouth.
Spurt! Spurt! Byuuuuururuk!
“Mmmph!”
There was simply too much. Unable to swallow it all, Cindy pulled back. An Rok-san continued ejaculating across her face and hair, soaking her completely.
“Swallow.”
At the curt command, Cindy gulped down the enormous load and tried to catch her breath.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
The semen coating her face dripped down her cheeks and onto her enormous breasts.
“Well done.”
The moment she heard those words, a waterfall of pride and fulfillment surged through her chest.
Still panting, Cindy looked up in surprise as An Rok-san’s cock appeared before her eyes once more, still fully erect.
“Sorry, but my stamina doesn’t end after just one round.”
Seeing that massive manhood still rock-hard after releasing such a huge load, Cindy felt a fresh wave of raw masculinity wash over her. She leaned in, inhaled his scent, and began serving him again.
“Haaup! …Chuuup!♥ …Gulp, gulp!… Lick, lick♥”
As the fellatio continued, her pussy kept gushing. A large puddle had formed beneath her, but Cindy paid it no mind, completely focused on pleasuring him.
With one hand stroking his shaft and the other massaging his balls, she moved her head in perfect rhythm, sucking with practiced skill.
“Huuuung~♥ …Chubup! …Chup! …Chop!… Juuuup! …Tzuup♥”
Feeling her masterful technique on his balls, An Rok-san reached his second climax. Yet his cock showed no sign of softening. Though shocked, Cindy obeyed his command to continue, swallowing the fresh load before beginning her third round of service.
From the third round onward, An Rok-san took full control. No longer content to simply receive, he grabbed her head and began thrusting into her mouth, fucking her face with increasing roughness. Cindy’s moans grew louder.
“Ubbup! …Uup! …Chubupchubup! …Tzubup!.. Uup! Haaup!”
“Your breasts aren’t the only satisfying thing about you! Khup!”
Squelch! Squelch!
“Chuuup! …Chupchup! …Huuung! …Chubup! …Chup! …Tzuup! …Juuuup!”
He moved with brutal force, ravaging her mouth. Cindy gripped his hips and matched his rhythm, actively moving her own head back and forth to swallow him deeper. At first he had held her head, but when she began moving on her own, he simply rested his hand on her hair and focused on thrusting.
When he pushed forward, she moved her head to meet him. When he pulled back, she drew away. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, like a long-married couple who had shared countless nights together. At last, An Rok-san reached his third climax.
Spurt! Spurt! Pshuuuuuuu!!!
Even on his third release, the volume was no less than the first two. As his semen covered her face, hair, and body, Cindy drank it all without the slightest hesitation. She even grabbed his cock, stroking the shaft while licking the head clean, determined to squeeze out every last drop.
“Chup…♥ Juuup..♥ Chup.. Tslurp.. Juuup…♥ Chop….♥”
After cleaning his cock and gathering every trace of semen from her face to swallow, Cindy felt a strange, intoxicating pleasure.
It’s delicious… More…
She thought she could taste a faintly sweet flavor on her tongue. An Rok-san’s semen tasted better than any other man’s.
“Cindy, climb on top.”
“…Yes♥”
After three releases, An Rok-san had her straddle his lap. He began rubbing his enormous cock against the front of her soaked panties. The moment it pressed against her clit through the fabric, Cindy felt an electric jolt of pleasure and moaned loudly.
“Haaang♥!!”
“Open your mouth.”
“…Haaap…”
“Slurp… chuuup… juuuk…”
“Haaup… huung…♥ …Heup…”
While grinding against her clit, he kissed her again. Cindy opened her mouth, eagerly accepting his tongue. She swallowed his saliva and passionately rubbed her own tongue against his in a deep, heated kiss.
Then, with his cock still rubbing her clit, she reached an explosive climax. She squirted both her juices and urine at the same time, unable to endure the pleasure. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Pssssssshhhh!!! Pshuuuuuuuuk!
“Haaaaaaaaaaang~♥♥!!!! Huaaang♥!!!”
Too… good… The pleasure of being dominated that I overcame back then… that I never got to experience…♥
As her mind drowned in ecstasy, Cindy burned the euphoric sensation into her soul.
After encountering the dominant figure of Jung Dae-woon and overcoming that domination through her love for Kang-hyun, she had never truly submitted. The female pleasure of being dominated—the pleasure she had turned away from—had left a lingering emptiness. Today, by meeting An Rok-san and surrendering completely to his dominance, Cindy felt an overwhelming happiness.
She was unconscious of it, but as she lost consciousness… she completely forgot Yoo Kang-hyun’s face and very existence.