Chapter 62: Boss (5) ♥
Chapter 62: Boss (5) ♥
Only the sound of our heavy breathing echoed loudly. Even my own heartbeat felt deafening as I pounded into Noona’s pussy over and over, gasping for air.
Our clothes were already a mess. The hem of my shirt and my pants were soaked through with her pussy juice, and Noona’s stockings were so stained with splattered cum and torn in so many places that she might as well have taken them off.
Her sweater was crumpled, and her disheveled hair draped over her eyes, obscuring her face, but it was clear she was struggling to stay afloat amidst the repeated waves of pleasure.
There was no need to even think about it. Noona’s moans rang out loudly, and we threw ourselves into each other indiscriminately, without a single thought for the risk of being caught.
I kneaded Noona’s large breasts. Because of their size, her nipples and the undersides of her breasts felt cool to the touch, chilled by sweat. Yet, the texture of the skin beneath my palms was unlike anything else. It was delightfully supple, clinging to my hands even as it cooled.
It was as if her breasts were pleading to be handled. I squeezed them tight, using the momentum to drive my hips back and forth.
With every stroke, my glans scraped against her vaginal walls, turning them inside out and drawing out frantic, high-pitched cries. When I lunged forward, there would be a brief moment of respite where she caught her breath, only to be cut short by a muffled, singular groan as I pierced her cervix.
Ugh, oh, ah. The flowing sounds were intoxicating. Noona’s sweet, melodic moans belonged to me and me alone.
I could feel the cum boiling and surging up from my testicles. It was just my imagination, but it felt as if my balls were heating up like a furnace, filling my urethra to the brim. I choked back a breath amidst an intense pleasure that felt like it was splitting my very bones.
Like someone gasping for air underwater and swimming toward the surface, I delved deep into the core of Noona’s body and hammered everything I had into her.
I buried my face in the nape of her neck and bit down, ignoring her sharp cry of "Ah!" as I pushed her uterus up with the head of my cock.
I crushed against her cervix, pinning my crotch flush against hers. Even though I knew I couldn't push in any further, I felt as if my entire being was melting and fusing into her.
Our bellies pressed together. I ground my stomach against her lower abdomen, where the smooth, pleasant curve of her uterus lay, and pressed our chests together. Enjoying the sensation of our bodies being crushed into one, I wrapped my arms behind her shoulders and pulled her into a fierce embrace.
Even if there were no contraception, I would have done this. I felt my hips quiver at that sudden realization.
Cum erupted from the tip of my cock, surging through my urethra like lava. I caught my breath, feeling the vibration of Noona’s high-pitched cry through every point where our bodies touched.
My nose was filled with her scent. The smell of her sweat, the scent of her pussy juice, her unique body odor mixed with fabric softener and perfume.
All of it bypassed my nose and pierced straight into my brain. An involuntary, ragged breath escaped my throat.
I wanted to get her pregnant. Realizing that she would have certainly conceived right now if not for the contraception function, my hips trembled. Noona’s waist twitched in sync with mine, arching like a bow.
She moved her body as if trying to escape the welling pleasure, but unable to get away, she kept collapsing back down. Those movements continued the entire time I was coming.
The pulsing torrent of cum filled her pussy. Every time it brushed against a single fold of her red, engorged pussy meat, Noona reacted with hypersensitivity, as if medicine were being applied to an open wound.
“Ah, h-ng, ahhh, h-ss.”
Noona lay there, twitching as she savored the afterglow of her climax. I stared at her blankly as I pushed myself up, feeling the sticky sweat drip down between us.
It was mine, and it was hers. It felt as if we, as siblings, had finally become one, returning to the state we were always meant to be in.
As if we had been molded into the same shape in the same place—our mother’s womb—we were huddled together as one.
Naturally, the moment of separation arrived. I stood up and looked down at Noona, dazed.
“Haa, ha, h-ng, ugh, ah…”
Noona lay there, ravaged by the afterglow, her clothes in total disarray.
Her front-hook bra had come undone and hung open, soaked through with sweat. Her sweater was also drenched with a mixture of sweat and saliva.
Perhaps because it had been pushed up and crumpled, the fabric wouldn't return to its original shape, and her long undershirt was wrinkled along with it. Beneath it all, her skin glowed vividly, even in the dim moonlight.
It was all sweat and excitement. I found myself stroking her skin, and Noona didn't resist. She simply winced at my touch and twisted her head, burying her face in the pillow.
There was a prominent bulge in her lower abdomen, clearly holding the cum I had poured into her. The spot that deserved to be called her womb.
I couldn't feel the cum sloshing or any heat when my fingertips brushed over it, but I could imagine my semen inside her.
For some unknown reason, denied a meeting with the egg, my cum swirled around it like a pack of starving wolves.
The moment I pulled out my smartphone and pressed a single button, it would greedily devour the egg and become the fruit of the bond between Noona and me.
“Ah, ng.”
Just the imagination sent a surge of vitality back into my cock. A wicked impulse to actually make it happen swept through my brain. My mind, which had long since been broken, perceived that sense of depravity purely as arousal. I had to move my hips slowly to keep from being swept away by that excitement.
Noona let out a faint moan and coughed at my movement, and I ran my hand along the curve of her waist.
The sweat on my hand felt pleasantly cool. Even the scent wafting off her was erotic and intoxicating. Part of me wanted to stay entangled like this, get her pregnant, and keep going until we both fell asleep.
But I couldn't do that. I simply moved my hand along her slender waist. With my sweat-slicked hand, I softly stroked her side before gripping her pelvis and sliding my cock back in to the hilt. The sound of Noona’s breath catching was delightful.
“Jin, ah, st-op…”
Her slurred, leaking pronunciation was adorable. When I leaned down and overlapped our lips, Noona didn't resist; she stuck out her tongue and accepted me.
I grabbed her wrists to stop her from trying to push me away and continued to kiss her while thrusting my hips up and down.
Tears gathered in the corners of Noona’s eyes and fell along her eyelashes. Feeling them wet my cheek, I stimulated her uterus. Every time I did, the moans flowing into my mouth felt incredible.
It was a body that seemed to exist solely for this purpose. It felt intensely like she was my personal pussy.
Just as I was about to lean down further to bury myself deeper into my personal pussy...
Noona’s hands pressed against my chest, groaning as she tried to push me back.
“…Why?”
When I finally asked, Noona tried to steady her ragged breathing.
“Assistant Manager Kim... might catch u-ss…”
I figured he’d probably already noticed, but Noona seemed worried about it.
I lifted my head and looked out at the darkened office.
“He went home ages ago.”
“…Huh?”
“He left while you were pinned under me, screaming.”
“Th-en…?!”
I grabbed Noona’s thighs and kicked the blanket away as if pushing aside the sweltering air.
“Ah, h-ng…”
“I’m going to keep going.”
I tried to move my hips again while holding her squirming thighs.
“St-op.”
Noona placed her trembling hands on my chest and stopped me.
Her slender, shaking hands were cute. I could have ignored the pressure and kept moving, but since she had stopped me, I met her eyes.
“Why? It was just getting good.”
Noona whispered to me.
“Let’s... talk.”
“About what?”
“Who... were you with?”
I flinched and froze for a moment before meeting her gaze again.
“What do you mean?”
“I saw... the condom. Who were you... ah, with?”
“I don’t want to say.”
“Kang Yu-jin, you... ah.”
As I slithered my hips, Noona let out a moan, her body trembling slightly.
I agonized and reflected, and finally, I knew how I had to act.
I had to push through. Noona is a person of integrity.
She has a good personality and is a mature person.
But she is weak against being pushed. Especially if it involves family. Right now, I had to go all the way so that Noona couldn't take back her words.
“If I tell you, what are you going to do?”
“Between family, this kind of thing is…”
“What about what you and I are doing? You said you liked it too.”
“Th-is is, that’s…”
Her words trailed off. Since I moved my hips every time she opened her mouth, all that came out were moans and slurred speech.
I gradually increased the speed of my hips. Noona gasped, twisting her head again and clenching her hands on my chest. The sound of her ragged, leaking breath was incredibly lewd.
It felt so good. Noona’s pussy was tightening around me as if it had been crafted just for me.
“Because I’m your Noona...! I have to... take it, for you... ah, h-ng.”
What she was trying to say was obvious. Knowing that Noona wasn't the type to go back on her word once she said it, I snatched her wrists—the very hands that had been pushing me away—and pressed my body against hers.
Every time I ground my hips, a feminine, animalistic cry erupted. I leaned in and whispered as I lightly bit her earlobe.
“Then, you’ve agreed to help me finish, right?”
Her body shuddered along with a sharp intake of breath. Tears welled in Noona’s eyes and fell down her face, and I pressed my lips against hers.
Ragged breaths, tangled tongues. Feeling all of it, I sucked in as much of Noona’s saliva as I could, and holding onto her trembling waist, I came again.
The cum poured out in thick clumps. It was a viscous, high-volume ejaculation befitting the total amount of semen, which had increased tenfold. Every time the cum hit her vaginal walls, Noona flinched and trembled while gripping my wrists.
After I finished, I lay down beside her.
I pulled out my cock, which had been buried to the hilt, retracted my tongue, and kneaded Noona’s breasts.
Even as I watched the gushing cum soil her skirt, I knew I had to push her now.
“Clean it for me.”
Noona’s dazed, flushed face turned toward my cock. My member—the foreskin and glans soaked and swollen with cum and pussy juice, dripping fluids with a sticky texture and staining the pillow.
Noona eventually swallowed hard and took my cock into her mouth. She didn't say a word, but I knew.
I knew that this was her declaration that she would let it slide, just for now.
It meant I had gained a reprieve, at least until she found other evidence or witnessed it herself.
I let out a sigh of relief as Noona sucked my cock.
But that wasn't all.
By the time our reason had returned, we had cleaned up, straightened our disheveled clothes, and gotten into the car.
Noona suddenly made an announcement.
“…You want me to start working at your company from now on?”
It was a move I hadn't expected at all.