??-Rank Seong Ye-han - Smack, Slurp, Chomp
"Hauum... haaup..."
The lewd noises echoed through the quiet bathroom. Every time Shin Ye-hwa's head bobbed, a jolt of electricity shot from the tip of his cock, racing up his spine to the crown of his head.
"Ngh..."
Shin Ye-hwa's blowjob wasn't masterful yet, and purely in terms of raw pleasure, it wasn't the kind that would make him lose control immediately. But sex was all about the situation and atmosphere. Of all people, Shin Ye-hwa—kneeling on the filthy bathroom floor, sucking, licking, and devouring the cock he'd just pissed with. The sheer depravity of it was driving Seong Ye-han's arousal through the roof.
"Hng~ Smack!Lick!"
Her eyes curved sweetly as she gazed up at him, clearly thrilled by his reactions to her mouth. He could guess exactly what was running through her mind. Seong Ye-han itched to grab that arrogant head with both hands and ram his cock deep down her throat—but for now, he'd savor her moving on her own. That didn't mean he'd just sit back passively, though.
"Use your tongue more."
Suction felt great, but the same stimulation over and over got boring. Looking down at Shin Ye-hwa with her face buried in his crotch, Seong Ye-han decided to teach her properly this time.
Their eyes met. Her gaze sharpened slightly—probably annoyed by his commanding tone. But he wasn't worried. She'd still obey, wriggling her tongue to tease his cock just as he'd ordered.
"Kh."
Her thick, soft tongue—sometimes firm—wrapped around the glans, swirling before flicking lightly along the underside. Then she pulled her mouth off, licking every inch of the shaft clean like a meticulous maid before engulfing it again, bobbing her head back and forth with fervent suction.
Pop—slurp—smack—
After countless repetitions, she clamped down on just the tip, rolling her tongue like melting a hard ice cream cone while her hand stroked the shaft up and down—a blatant demand for his cum.
"Haa..."
The pleasure spread from his groin like soaking in a hot bath, sweet and intoxicating. He could savor this for hours, over and over. He'd only told her to use her tongue, yet she showed a skill that belied her "first time." No need to instruct her further; she honed her technique by feel, reacting to every twitch of his cock. As expected, she was a genius with her body.
"You're good."
The praise slipped out naturally. Like cowgirl, when the partner took the initiative, it had a unique flavor compared to doing it himself. But Shin Ye-hwa didn't like his reaction—she pulled off with a wet pop. The hot mucous membrane peeled away, a thick, transparent string connecting her lips to the glans before snapping.
"What?"
"This won't be enough."
Enough for what? Seong Ye-han wondered but held his tongue. She'd explain soon enough.
The rustle of fabric... She stood, stripping off her shirt and unhooking her bra, revealing her plump, massive breasts in all their glory. Any man's eyes would gravitate there instinctively.
Aware of his hungry stare, Shin Ye-hwa smirked with smug superiority, pressing her arms together to knead her tits, flaunting their heavy weight and vivid bounce.
"Let me give you a taste of these too."
She drooled saliva into her cleavage, then enveloped his cock. The sensation was different from her pussy's grip or her hot, slick mouth—infinitely soft, yet with a firm core, supple skin with just the right chewiness.
"Hngh!"
Seong Ye-han had vowed to make her do this someday while groping those tits. Now facing her paizuri, he gritted his teeth against the surging urge to cum.
"You like this? Huh? Huh?"
No matter how he held back, he couldn't hide the throbbing in her cleavage. Sensing his definite reaction, Shin Ye-hwa gained confidence and went all out.
Slosh—slosh—slap! Slap!
His cock popped out of the hypnotic valley only to plunge back in. The soft pleasure and overwhelming visual assault glued his eyes in place. Each pass through that fleshy gorge built pressure from the root, swelling like it might burst.
Feeling his impending climax through her breasts, Shin Ye-hwa panted with excitement, mashing them harder against him. She leaned in closer, tongue darting out to lick the emerging glans.
Slosh—slap! Slosh—slap! Lick lick
Her titjob alone was paradise, but that tongue pushed him over the edge. The barely restrained urge broke free, rampaging beyond control. Like a volcano on the verge, something hot churned deep in his root and erupted up the shaft.
"Grk. Grraa! Cumming... all of it."
"Haa. Cum! Lots!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Spurt! Spurt!
A blinding explosion of ecstasy. Thick ropes of climax surged out, splattering her face and tits in sticky white globs.
"Haa... so hot."
The heat on her skin and the musky night-flower scent filling her nostrils left Shin Ye-hwa dazed. The triumph of milking him dry. Revenge against the man who'd teased her endlessly... Revenge?!
"Hah?!?!"
Suddenly realizing her mistake, she shrieked.
"This... this wasn't it?!"
"Wha... what?"
Seong Ye-han blinked in confusion at her sudden regret after wringing him out. She was crazy from the start, but today she was extra weird.
Gripping the base firmly with one hand, squeezing her lips and mouth around his cock while sucking hard enough to make the mucous membranes cling tight—watching him groan each time, Shin Ye-hwa felt a strange thrill.
She'd never liked blowjobs. Sticking a man's dirty part in her mouth? Gross. Even overcoming the disgust, what did she get out of it? Rubbing against her or handjobs were fine if they pleased him, but putting it in her mouth while staring at it? Shocking.
But to gain something, you had to sacrifice. To breach Seong Ye-han's iron walls, she'd endure. Surprisingly, it wasn't bad. His cock—soft skin over a hard core, taut and springy. Biting the glans lightly and rolling her tongue drew honest twitches. Lick here, it quivered. Nibble gently, it hardened then relaxed. Slurp! Suck hard, and it shuddered transparently. Kinda cute.
Unlike the liar above her, pretending nonchalance while looking down, his cock was pure and honest. She loved it. Sadly, to achieve her goal, she'd have to torment this cute thing mercilessly—just like he'd teased her endlessly.
She'd edge him until he begged, "Please let me fuck your pussy, Shin Ye-hwa!" with tears in his eyes. Then contract: instant service, kisses, and pounding whenever she wanted. Seal it by swallowing his cock in her pussy, keeping him until his seed flooded her womb.
That was the plan. But as someone said, everyone has plans—until they get punched.
Shin Ye-hwa had underestimated her own sluttiness. Her already lewd body, stoked by Seong Ye-han's accumulated heat, had seeped deep. While sucking him, it fully possessed her body and mind.
Too inexperienced to toy with him at the peak, she'd gotten swept up in his ragged breaths, the heated mood, and his craving for more pleasure—eagerly milking his seed.
His satisfied growl. The warm, sticky fluid on her skin. The addictive night-flower scent. The fulfillment swelling in her chest. Feels good... No!!
Snapping back to her original goal, she tried to rally for another attack—but it was too late.
Snap—
The knot she'd tied snapped under brute force as the male rose proudly.
"Ah...?"
Before Shin Ye-hwa could react, Seong Ye-han wrenched her arms behind her back, pinning her against the stall wall with a thud!
"Hauk!"
No pain, but the raw force sapped her will to resist. Deep down, she'd half-wanted him to snap like this in feral lust.
Her eyes, brimming with anticipation and thrill, met his. He chuckled.
"My turn now."
His voice was rough and gravelly.
"Resist even a little, and I'll end it right there. Get ready."
"Ah? W-wait!"
Expecting him to fuck her senseless, she was surprised—his stamina wasn't spent yet.
"Time to etch into that slutty body whose it is."
"Ah..."
In that moment, Shin Ye-hwa became once more a fragile female surrendered to the male.