You Belong to Me
Every time I push inside Kim Isol, I'm reminded just how tight she is.
Tight shouldn't even begin to cover it. This is something else entirely.
Sorry to Hong Eunyoung and Senior An, who I've been with lately, but comparisons are inevitable. They each have their own ripe, mature flavors, sure. But the raw, crushing pleasure of being squeezed this hard? It's literally on another dimension.
Still, she was wetter than usual tonight, so I slid in smoothly. The soft, yielding texture of her inner walls transmitted itself vividly through the tip of my cock. Before I knew it I was buried to the hilt, pressing against the entrance to her womb.
A huge moan tore out of her, impossible to hide.
"Hngh... Aaaah... Hwaaaang!"
By calendar days this was only our third time, but by actual rounds we'd already gone five or six. Had it been a month since the first? Long enough, short enough—who could have guessed Kim Isol would turn into such a filthy girl in that span?
Her pussy clenched around me in violent spasms while lewd little gasps kept spilling from her mouth and nose. My hips started snapping on their own before I even noticed.
"Hah... hah..."
"Nn... hah... mmph... aah..."
Every time my cock dragged in and out of her, her breathing matched the rhythm. I peeled the hands covering her face away and laced my fingers through both of hers.
Why keep hiding a face that pretty?
She was starting to move with me now, chasing her own pleasure. Even so, her cheeks were still flooded with shame. Watching that expression was pure delight. I wanted her more embarrassed. More humiliated. And I wanted her to crave me harder than ever—not my power, not my mana, but the real me.
She'd already surrendered her heart; even while blushing she obeyed every demand. If I wanted this position she took it. If I wanted that one she shifted her body. When she was on top of me she rolled her hips without me having to move at all.
She was clearly learning the taste of pleasure.
I want all of you.
I don't want anyone else taking you.
You're mine alone.
With that single-minded resolve I slammed my hips harder, driving myself into her again and again.
"Hah... hah... Miss Kim Isol... you're mine."
"Hyaah... haang... w-what... nngh..."
You don't need to answer right now. After I've drained every last drop of your mana today, I'll watch. Then you can tell me. Even when you hit the ceiling of your potential and I can no longer raise your mana any higher—will you still stay by my side? Or will you betray me and leave?
I'll simply watch in silence.
I decided to show her everything I wanted to say through my body instead, thrusting even more fiercely. Wet, sticky sounds rang out as her walls clung and screamed around my cock. Harder. Deeper. I branded myself inside her.
"Hwaaang~ hyaah... nngh... feels good..."
She stood bent over the bed, hands braced on the mattress. I pounded into her from behind, wrapping my arms around her, smearing the sweat that beaded everywhere, kneading her breasts. One hand massaged her clit.
"Hwaaa... no... i-if you... do that... nngh... I'm gonna... cum..."
"Hah... you can... cum... hah..."
"Nngh... I... I hate... cumming again... hwaaaah—!!"
I'd misread it. I thought it was a hard orgasm, but she just needed to pee.
With synchronization still short of 100 percent and no idea how many more rounds we'd need, having her wet the bed on me would be... less than ideal. I spun her around, stayed buried inside her, and hoisted her clean off the floor.
"Hah... wrap your arms around my neck."
"Nngh... b-bathroom... nngh..."
"Hurry."
In the end she clung to my neck and hung from me like a cicada. Even in that position my cock was still speared deep in her cunt. I kept hold of both ass cheeks, supporting her weight, and walked us straight into the bathroom. It wasn't hard—once I fed a little mana into my muscles she weighed nothing at all.
The hotel bathroom was dry-style with a separate shower stall. I stepped inside and set her down gently.
"W-what are you doing?"
"We're finishing what we started."
I made her plant her hands on the wall and shoved back into her from behind. After only a few strokes her legs were already trembling.
"Aah... haang... no... it's... it's coming out... nngh..."
"Hah... hah... just... do it... hah... I can't stop... nngh..."
I slid my arms under her thighs and lifted her the way you hold a toddler to let them pee. I couldn't see from behind, but luckily two walls of the stall were full-length mirrors. I turned her to face them.
There she was, held open in my arms, crotch spread obscenely wide—and my cock buried to the root inside her.
"Nngh... I hate it... no... this pose is... too... embarrassing... hwaaang! I-if you... move like that right now..."
Kim Isol covered her face with both arms, drowning in shame. Too bad for her—I could see every filthy detail of her body. I kept the same hold and started lifting and dropping her on my cock. The wet squelching echoed even louder inside the bathroom.
"Hnggh... please... stop... I hate it... it's coming out—aaaaah!"
A long, hissing stream. She finally pissed straight at the mirror. She frantically dropped her hands to cover her urethra, but every time I thrust, another jet leaked out around her fingers—ssss, ssss.
"Hah... hah... looking in the mirror... makes it even dirtier."
"Hwaaaah... nngh... filthy... hyaah... y-you bastard... nngh..."
Sssssss... ssssss...
She started crying while she peed. Strangely, her pussy clamped down even harder around me. That face flooded with humiliation looked so fucking erotic I could barely stand it.
"Hah... hah... that's three times already... hah... you've peed in front of me..."
"Hic... nngh... don't... say it... nngh..."
Once the last of it was out, her urethra fluttered. At the same time her walls squeezed me so tight I couldn't hold back any longer. Watching myself cum in the mirror while still holding her like this didn't sound half bad.
I bounced her up and down with everything I had, hard enough to snap my own spine. The sudden intensity almost toppled her forward, but she shot her arms out and braced against the mirror, keeping her balance. That meant she had no choice but to watch her own lewd, pleasure-twisted face reflected right in front of her.
"Nngh... nn... ahh..."
"Hah... hah... nngh... I-I'm cumming... hah..."
"Hwaang... again... inside... nngh... you can't... haah..."
"Nngh!"
"Hwaaaaang—!"
Pshhhht!
Half of it flooded deep inside her; the other half spurted out as my cock slipped free and painted the mirror in front of us. Her empty hole twitched like it was trying to speak.
"Hah... hah..."
"Haa... haa..."
I set her carefully on the floor and immediately turned on the shower.
"Ah, cold!"
I jumped too. I hadn't expected ice water. Still, I let it run. Her scent was starting to rise again.
Synchronization rate: 91 percent.
Not enough yet. But one more round should do it.
"Hoo... still a little short... think you can go one more time?"
"......"
"Answer me."
"I want to stop..."
"What?"
"Can't we do it next time? Does it have to be today? Just give my mana back already..."
"No."
"Why!?"
"People have started targeting me."
It wasn't a lie. I genuinely had no idea who might come after me. That assemblyman had been a civilian, but nothing said Awoken couldn't get involved.
She'd been slumped on the shower floor; now she whipped her head around toward me. The only thing waiting for her was my soft, spent cock. The head brushed her nose.
"Ugh..."
A bit of an overreaction, don't you think? Granted, it was still covered in cum and pretty filthy.
"Who's targeting you?"
"There are people. More precisely, they're after my ability."
"What does that have to do with fucking me? I'm the one getting stronger from this."
"Protect me. Once you're stronger, Isol."
"M-me?"
"Yes. Just a little more and you'll be ridiculously strong. Do you hate the idea?"
"N-no! But... then this is the last time today..."
"What?"
"N-nothing... fine! Let's do it. From now on I'll protect you."
Thank you. But I plan to protect myself. After I copy your abilities, of course.
She was still staring up at me from right in front of my cock. Those big round eyes looking up at me made her face almost painfully cute. I casually rolled my hips forward, bringing my cock closer to her face.
"Ugh... w-what are you doing!"
"Would you suck it? Get it hard again."
Time to start training her oral skills.
"Y-you... want me to put that dirty thing in my mouth?"
"What's dirty about it? You swallowed it last time."
"B-but it was inside my pussy for so long..."
"It was last time too. Come on. Open up and suck it until it's hard again."
I swayed my hips, dangling my cock right in front of her eyes; she jerked her head back.
"Hurry up and suck it. Like candy!"
"I-I hate it! Get that away!"
Thud!
She ended up smacking the back of her head against the wall. Nowhere left to run. I pressed the head against her lips and rubbed it back and forth.
"Mmph... nngh... g-get... haap..."
The moment she opened her mouth to protest, I slipped inside. In the end she had no choice but to obey.
"Haang... haang... nngh..."
This was already our third round. We'd moved to the living room this time. Would leaving cum stains on all this expensive furniture get us charged extra? Fuck it. Looking at the balance in my account right now, who cares?
"Haaah... too deep..."
By now her pussy should have loosened, yet it still gripped me with that same fierce intensity.
Synchronization rate: 98 percent.
One hundred was right around the corner.
After the first load, the feel of her mouth had gotten me hard again almost instantly. Even so, no matter how young and vigorous I was, recovery took longer after the second. We'd finished round two, showered, eaten a light snack, and only then managed to get me ready again for this.
The climax sex that would hit 100 percent! Of course it needed a little staging, right?
Kim Isol was bent over by the living-room window, clutching the curtains and presenting her ass to me. I grabbed her hips and pulled her back a little; her grip on the fabric finally slipped.
"Hwaaang... haang... i-it's hard... nngh..."
Without mana she couldn't stay bent over forever. But just hold on a little longer for the sake of the show. I immediately worked the remote in my hand.
"...!? W-what are you—"
This was a suite where one entire wall of the living room was glass. I used the remote to open the curtains. With the lights still on, someone outside might very well be able to see us.
Isol knew it too; she tried to snatch the remote, but she had no mana right now, did she? The curtains whisked aside in an instant, revealing the glittering nightscape of the city beyond.
Her pussy fluttered hard around me again.
"Hic... w-what if someone sees!? Hyaah... s-stop it... hwaaang..."
I'd timed the curtain opening right as she was cresting. I was already right on the edge myself. I immediately poured her mana back into her.
"Hwaaaaah—! N-not now—please... hwaang..."
I snapped my hips and pressed my thumb against her asshole. No condom, no enema, but we'd just showered not long ago. Close enough.
"Eek—! A-again... there... nngh... you can't... put it there... ahh!"
Developing the target's potential to break through the mana limit. Consumes 1 point.
"YES!"
"Hnggh... hwaaaaah—!!"
An overwhelming wave of pleasure must have ripped through her; her whole body shuddered violently. At the same instant my cock, still buried inside her, was hit by an absurdly intense stimulation.
Just a little longer. Hold out and the pleasure will be even better.
I clenched my core and slammed my hips faster, raising her mana one rank after another. I'd already pushed her all the way to C-10.
Once more!
Developing the target's potential to break through the mana limit.
"Kyaaaah!! I can't... hwaaah..."