Chapter 114: Five People, Five Sexes (12) Green, a Woman Who Changes in Bed
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 114: Five People, Five Sexes (12) Green, a Woman Who Changes in Bed
“Ngh! Ah, hngh! Ah! Ahhh!”
With her clothes still on and her legs spread wide, my dick moved roughly inside Eunha’s pussy. Even as she drifted through a relentless series of climaxes, Eunha kept her wits about her and squeezed her vaginal walls tight.
“Eunha. Does it hurt?”
In the middle of such intense sex, I was worried she might be in pain. After all, sex is meant to feel good; I didn’t want her to suffer, and I felt the same way about the others.
“I’m… okay. Hngh! Ugh! Ha-ahhh!!”
Eunha replied with a smile. Relieved that she wasn’t in pain, I resumed my thrusting.
Each time my deeply buried dick pulled out and plunged back in, her vaginal walls stroked me softly. I was feeling Eunha, and she was feeling me.
“Is there anything else you want to do?”
As we enjoyed the rough rhythm, I asked if there was any particular play she wanted to try. Eunha responded by spreading her arms wide.
“I want to kiss. Ha-ah! Nngh, ahh! I want you to hold me tight… and kiss me.”
I immediately pulled her into a tight embrace and pressed my lips against hers. As our waists locked together, the head of my dick ground against her cervix. The intense stimulation made Eunha tighten her walls even more, and she reached another climax right in the middle of the kiss.
“Mmph, mmm, hmmm! Nngh!”
I checked on Eunha as she trembled against me. I pulled back slightly from her cervix before thrusting deep again, delivering the same sharp stimulation as before.
“Hng-nnnnngh!!”
While holding her in a crushing embrace, I lifted her hips slightly and began a style of thrusting that was more like slamming down from above. My dick, pulled out almost to the tip, hammered back into her pussy like a pestle, the head crushing against her cervix.
“Ngh! Hnghh!!”
The overwhelming sensation, combined with the kiss, sent Eunha into a state of pure bliss. Her remaining threads of reason began to fray.
“Mmph, ngh, yes, hngh! Mmmph!!”
As the downward grinding of my hips grew faster, Eunha fell into a continuous, unstoppable climax. It was a position that felt less like sex for emotional connection and more like pure mating, yet both Eunha and I were satisfied, feeling each other deeply.
“Hngh, ah, mmm! Ngh! Mmph!”
Finally, unable to hold back the rising urge to ejaculate, I pressed the head of my dick firmly against her cervix and let go. My semen pumped into Eunha’s womb once again.
“Mmph, ah! Ugh! Hngh!”
With her mind half-gone, Eunha simply clung to me, lost in the pleasure.
“Hah, haa…. Haa….”
When I pulled my lips away, Eunha exhaled a hot, ragged breath. As she panted, I slid my finger into her mouth, and she began to suck on it like a piece of candy.
“Mmm, chuph, mm, hngh.”
“How was that just now? Was it too rough?”
“Hngh, nngh….”
She shook her head while still sucking on my finger. It seemed Eunha enjoyed the rough play. Seeing her love everything I did made me want to try even more variety with her.
It would be fun to explore different types of play later and find out what else she liked.
“Eunha. Get on your hands and knees.”
I pulled my dick out and spoke in a tone that was more of a command than a request. Eunha obeyed submissively, crawling onto the bed and presenting her bottom to me. Her skirt had slid down to cover her luscious hips, so I hiked it up to inspect her pale, bare ass.
“You have a beautiful ass, Eunha.”
When I patted her cheek with my palm, Eunha wiggled her hips like a female animal fawning over a male. Her movements were dripping with lewdness and raw sex appeal. I lined up the head of my dick—still dripping with semen—against her pussy and lunged forward.
“Ngh-hngh!! Hngh!!”
As I buried myself deep inside her, Eunha arched her back and threw her head back, her entire body radiating pleasure. I shifted from gentle pats to slapping her ass a bit harder.
“Ha-ahng!!”
In response, her vaginal walls contracted, clamping down on my dick. I wondered if the slapping was the cause, so I struck her cheek again.
“Ahng!”
“Eunha. Do you like being spanked?”
“Ah-ngh, ha-ahhh!”
Overwhelmed by the sensation of my dick deep inside her, she couldn’t give a straight answer. I slapped her again—no, I struck her. Not too hard, but enough to make a sharp smack echo.
“Hieee-ngh!!”
Eunha flinched, her body trembling as she let out a moan and squeezed me tight.
“Do you actually like it when I hit your ass?”
“Ahng, ah…. Haa…. I, I’m not sure….”
As she tried to dodge the question with a trailing voice, I pressed my body against her back and gripped her chin so she couldn’t turn away from my voice.
“What did I say happens if you don’t tell me clearly?”
“That you wouldn’t know….”
“Right? So? Did you feel it when I hit you?”
As I asked while pressed against her, Eunha’s pussy tightened as if trying to wring every drop out of my dick.
“…I felt it. It felt like electricity running through my hips… it felt good… Hngh!!”
I thrust my hips forward, crushing the head of my dick against her cervix.
“Then why didn’t you tell me right away?”
Eunha had a habit of trailing off and not stating her thoughts firmly. I wanted to help her overcome that, and I figured making her voice her desires during sex might be effective.
“Because Oppa… you were so worried about me being in pain… Hngh! I was afraid you’d think I was weird…. I’m sorry.”
“It’s not weird at all. If it makes you feel good, that’s all that matters. You’ll tell me properly next time, right?”
“Yes….”
Perhaps because she had finally expressed herself, Eunha’s voice sounded even more blissful. I straightened my upper body, gripped her waist, and resumed thrusting.
“Ha-ahhhng!! Ahng!”
As she stayed on all fours, I slapped her ass again, and her walls clamped down. As she said, I do tend to worry about her being in pain. But whether the result is pain or pleasure is a completely different story.
If it brings her pleasure, I’m willing to go quite far for her.
“Hngh, mmm, ngh, ha-ah, ah! Ah! Ahng!”
She spread her legs a bit wider to let me in deeper, and with more room to move, my thrusting became even more violent.
“Hngh, ngh, ha-ah! Ahhhng! Ahhhhh, ah, ahng!”
I slapped her pale cheeks harder than before. With every smack, Eunha let out a lewd cry, and her snow-white skin began to flush a deep red.
“Eunha, I’m going again!”
“Yes, yes. Ha-ahng! Ahhh-ahng!!”
Unable to withstand the escalating pleasure, I pulled her hips flush against mine and ejaculated inside her again. It was already the fourth time, but the volume of semen hadn’t decreased much.
I pulled my dick out of her, and Eunha, exhausted by the back-to-back climaxes, collapsed onto the bed.
“Haa…. Oppa. Can I… can I rest for just a moment?”
“Sure. You can lie down and rest.”
I lay down behind her as she rested on her side and slid my dick back into her pussy, which was still leaking semen.
“Hng-nnnnngh!! Ngh, hngh…! Oppa. I said just a moment….”
“Yeah. You rest, Eunha. I’ll keep moving.”
I figured Eunha, who was only on her second time having sex with me, would soon learn. There is no such thing as a break when you’re having sex with me.
The sex that had started early in the day didn’t end until after the sun had gone down. I didn’t count how many times I ejaculated, but seeing Eunha lying there at the end, completely dazed and just taking my thrusts without being able to process anything, I realized I might have overdone it.
For the next few days, I visited Eunha’s house during weekday lunch hours. Except for days when I had duels, I came four times a week, and each time, I held Eunha as she clung to me with lewd gestures.
And of course, at the end of every session, Eunha was left completely senseless.
“Eunha. Do you like having sex that much?”
I asked her one day after we finished. Eunha, who had been resting quietly, turned bright red at my question and then slowly nodded.
“Why?”
One can like sex for no particular reason, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But I felt like there was a specific reason why Eunha loved it so much.
I didn’t have any real basis for this thought. It was just a feeling I had as her lover, as the man she was seeing.
Eunha took a moment to think about how to answer.
“……Because it makes me feel like I’m yours.”
“Mine?”
When I asked again at the unexpected answer, Eunha nodded.
I’m aware that I have a certain level of possessiveness, but I never tried to make it obvious, nor did I intend to force my women to be my absolute property.
They aren’t objects or consumables. My greed is my own, and I believed in leaving all choices up to them.
“Did you want to be mine?”
It was a statement that could be interpreted in many ways, but setting my own greed aside, I decided to accept Eunha’s thoughts purely.
As I held her while she rested, Eunha gave a faint smile and nodded.
The ‘mine’ Eunha was thinking of was likely the same way lovers refer to each other as ‘mine.’ It was a term meant to signify being that person’s one and only, a common expression between couples.
Though I had never used it myself.
Eunha felt the strongest connection to me as a lover during sex, and it seemed her feelings deepened with every session, making her love it even more.
“And during sex, I feel like I know what you want, Oppa.”
That was something I could relate to. While I believe communication during sex is paramount, after doing it several times, you start to instinctively know what the other person wants in the moment. Eunha felt a certain communion with me in those moments.
“I see. Let’s have lots of sex from now on, then.”
“Yes.”
I pulled Eunha into a tight hug, and she snuggled into me. After basking in each other’s warmth, we had sex several more times that day.
Two weeks passed like that.
It wasn’t a long time, but the amount of time I spent with Eunha was significant.
No matter who else I spent time with, Yubin was always the one I saw the most, but over the last two weeks, I had seen Eunha almost as much as I had seen Yubin.
Today, I visited Eunha’s house around lunchtime again.
Just like at Hayoung’s place, I now entered without knocking. When I stepped inside, Eunha would hear the door and come running to the foyer.
She immediately knelt in front of me right there in the entryway, pulled my pants down, and gave a lewd smile at the sight of my dick, which wasn’t even erect yet.
“Hello, Oppa.”
She still used polite speech and greeted me formally, but there was no sense of distance. That was just Eunha’s personality. However…
“Eunha. My face is up here.”
Eunha, who had greeted my dick, immediately took it into her mouth and began to suck. Only after hearing my words did she look up at me with it still in her mouth.
Our eyes met—hers flashing with a lewd light—and we both smiled.
Inside her mouth, my dick became erect in an instant.
Once she confirmed it was hard, Eunha pulled away and took two or three steps back.
“I’m sorry. I was just so happy to see you.”
“Next time, greet me first, then strip me.”
“Yes.”
The option of not stripping me wasn’t even on the table. Eunha, still wearing that suggestive smile, gripped the hem of her skirt and pulled it up. My eyes were met with her already wet pussy, completely bare underneath.
“I’m ready on this end.”
Outside, she was the same Eunha as always, but the moment we met at home, her lewd switch was flipped.
“Alright.”
I approached Eunha, lowered my hips, and lined up the head of my dick with her pussy.
I slid right into her wet heat, my hands gripping her waist for support.
“Ha-ahhhng!!”
Eunha arched her back like a bow, reaching a climax the moment I entered. And so, another session of intense sex began at Eunha’s house.