84. Oppa, Go There!
“Is it really okay without a condom?”
“Yes, just come like this...”
“Still, I'm worried. Sarang's still going to school, after all.”
“It's really fine! I'll take my pills, and besides...”
“Besides?”
She rubs her thighs together beneath me, swallowing her words as if too embarrassed to say them aloud. I patiently wait for her. More than yesterday, even more today. I stroke the beautifully made-up hair of this female who's dolled up even lovelier, flick her earring. The raw, unadorned Sarang I first met has started paying way more attention to her appearance since she met me. Even stripping her clothes reveals the dramatic changes. Up to our second date, she wore cheap bundled sports bras that screamed budget buy, but now she knows how to slip into mature black nipple covers. The bras had their own innocent charm, but Sarang seems to crave even greater love, transforming into tantalizing lingerie that makes my cock throb. Makeup, clothes, hairstyle. All these visible changes. The virgin bud has bloomed into a flower and is unfurling more lushly than anyone else's. True to her name, she's becoming utterly lovable.
“Still got a ways to go?”
“Um, that is...”
After lavishing affection on her nape for a good while, she musters the courage and whispers in my arms.
“O-oppa...”
“Me?”
“When you first came inside me, it felt so warm and good...♥”
Sarang averts her shy gaze as she confesses. Her expression sweetens like biting into fresh fruit—that's the real highlight. Throb! The moment she finishes, my vigorous Johnson hits full erection. Just a month ago she was a virgin with zero guy experience, and now she's already hooked. Sarang's turning slutty. Of course it makes me rock hard as fuck.
“For real? Once you taste raw cock, you can't escape it, you know?”
“It's fine. I'm already trapped by oppa...”
“You're so fucking cute, I could die!”
“Haang♥”
Squish♥ I can't hold back and charge in. With our height difference, she looks just like a beauty pinned by a beast. Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish♥
“Hoot, ooooooh!”
The second my dick slides in, I shake my hips wildly right off the bat. I ram it root-deep, hard enough to nudge her womb. I vibrate it till her pelvis spasms.
“Heeek... heeeeeek♥”
Squiiiish...! Splurt! The instant I thrust, Sarang bares her teeth in a grin. She must've been craving cock all day— she squirts her juices right as I enter, gaping and squirting. She's already sopping wet, and she won't let go of the thick male tool that's entered her. Like she's missed this dick so much, her legs instinctively wrap around my waist. Every hip slam delights her pussy, molded perfectly to my size. Rub-rub♥
“Aang...♥”
If she loves dick that much, I'll mark her. I thoroughly mark this slutty, corrupted virgin cunt that's latched onto my king cock. I grind side to side, filling her tight with heavy pressure.
“Feels that good?”
“Yes! The best is when I'm with oppa...!”
“Whew, Sarang gets tastier every fuck. A former virgin turning this lewd—is that even allowed?”
“It's because it's oppa...♥”
“Such a good girl, saying all the right things. Guess I have no choice but to pound you hard with my king cock!”
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
“Heeek, heeeeeeeek♥ Yes, oppa! Kiss Sarang... kiss me, please!”
She's already got my dick gripped deep, but now she wants my tongue too—this greedy little thing. Her pussy walls clench and knead, begging, so I give in and lean down.
“Mwah... slurp-slurp...! Smack-smack! Oppa...♥ I love you, oppa♥”
“I love you too, Sarang.”
“Haa.... ...Say it one more time.”
“I love you, Sarang.”
“Oppa...♥”
Her face melts into a dreamy haze, drunk on the mood, acting even more coquettish. I confirm our love with another deep kiss. Creak-creak-creak! Even tangled up, I keep shaking my hips to satisfy her orgasm. I started it, but now I match her pace. Her limbs cling like an octopus, refusing to let go until she cums. She's exploiting her lovable gestures, hefty tits, and petite frame that triggers my protective instincts 100%. In a way, it feels like sly Sarang's manipulating me. So what? I get to devour her to my heart's content.
“Ang♥”
Sarang's honey-milk scented nape, her plump soft cheeks, her delicious milk jugs. All mine. Naturally, her empty womb too.
“Sluuurp-sluuurp! Whew... Sarang's tits are always top-tier. Imagine if real milk came from these pretty nipples...”
“That's embarrassing, oppa...”
Her small stature and huge rack double the taboo thrill while I suckle. Those perfectly shaped tits look so damn appetizing. Chomp.
“Ang...♥ Oppa, that hurts...”
“Mm, sorry. Just had to try it.”
I nip her areola lightly. Leaving a bite mark to claim her as mine forever. Seeing the faint indent, I grin contentedly, and Sarang smiles back, getting the meaning.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap♥
“Hooooooooh♥”
Sensation builds in my groin, so I crank up the pace. I fuck like a dog, drawing out her moans.
“Fuck... Sarang's pussy is so chewy. It keeps sucking me in!”
“Haa... Oppa, Seon-woo oppa♥”
“Feels good squeezing oppa's king cock that tight?”
“Yes, so good♥ Sex with oppa is always amaaazing...!”
“Ugh... always the cute talk! Gonna dump all oppa's cum, so brace that pussy!”
“Neeheheek! I'll brace it! Heeek, hoooooook♥”
I hammer away mercilessly, and she clings to my shoulders with her slender arms. Unable to bear the pleasure from below, she throws her head back. She bites her lip to steady herself, drool leaking out, her hazy eyes locking on mine. The cave below pulses with moist heat.
“Sarang ready to cum already?”
“Neehe... Sarang's pussy is tingling there. Send me off quick...♥”
“Of course I'll do what Sarang wants. But you gotta take all of oppa's cum?”
“Yes, Sarang will take it all, oppa♥”
She knows exactly what I want to hear. No pointless resistance or pride—just accepts all my demands. A cunning female who reads her male perfectly.
“Ahh, what a vixen!”
Splurt-splurt-splurt-splurt!
“Hngt! Haang, aang! Ang♥”
“Taking it all! Gonna flood Sarang's womb with oppa's baby batter!”
“Yes, cum inside, oppa! Seon-woo oppaaa!”
“Swallow every drop of oppa's thick load!”
“Neeheee...♥ Hngt, haaaaaang!”
“Ooooh...!”
For the finish, I burrow between her legs, pressing our hips as close as possible. Spuuurt-spuuurt-spuuuurt! Blooort! ...Blurt! Thick semen surges into her fresh pussy. The load I've held back since the car floods straight into Sarang's depths. My genes conquer the fertile female's canal. Even with pills, I spray every nook of her walls to boost conception odds. I struggle to impregnate her somehow. A woman tamed by my cock from the start won't be stolen by anyone else.
“Hoo.”
“Haa... haa... so good, oppa...♥”
“Felt great for me too.... But you know this isn't the end, right? Oppa won't be satisfied with just one round.”
“♥”
After round one wraps, I stoke her body hot again. Dick plug still in, I lap up her pure sweat droplets with my tongue. She subtly moves her hand like she wants fingers intertwined, so I eagerly oblige. She receives my loving caresses in a lovey-dovey pose. Sarang blissfully accepts my sticky foreplay.
“Ah.”
Suddenly, something crosses her mind, and she opens her panting mouth.
“Um... oppa.”
“Smack-smack! Yeah?”
“Um... next date, wanna hang at my place?”
“Huh? Your house? Don't you live with your mom?”
“Of course, when she's not there......♥”
“I'm cool with that. But won't it be awkward? It's your private space, after all.”
“N-no way! Oppa is always welcome!”
She denies it vehemently, then adds a seductive condition.
“And if you come... I won't take my pills.”
“Huh?”
My eyes go wide.
“S-Sarang... you serious!?”
“Eh? ...Ah! O-of course on a safe day! ...I'm still in college.”
“Ah, right...”
Totally rational, normal response. But I'd hoped a little. Sarang, still focused on studies, wouldn't want pregnancy yet. After graduation, maybe—but timing's not ripe.
'Still, three years minimum... that's too long.'
Sarang blushes beneath me, mulling her slip-up, fidgeting before slyly turning her head.
“But... hypothetically, oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“If I got pregnant... would you take responsibility?”
The words hit, and a warm sensation grips my embedded dick. Her womb responds to that whispered phrase with hot nectar. Sarang's baby. Just imagining it thrills me. A son would be great, but a daughter just like her would be perfect. Pure bliss. My body itches. Thrust-thrust-thrust♥ I can't hold back, flexing against her thighs. Reflexively, I buck my hips.
“Uwoooooh!”
“O-oppa?!”
“Of course! One kid, two, however many—I'll take responsibility!”
“......For real?”
“If it's Sarang's kids, I want as many as possible. Get pregnant, and just pop out a ton without a worry!”
“Oppa...♥”
I charge like a berserker. I piston relentlessly into this prime womb to plant my seed. Sarang squeezes back cheekily, like she craves breeding sex too. Then, she slips one hand free from our clasp. She rubs her belly clockwise. Like savoring the thick baby batter I shot as proof of our love, she licks her lips with a happy smile.