E-Rank Seong Ye-han
“Urgh!”
Finally feeling his most sensitive part bury itself in Shin Ye-hwa's scorching hot hole, Seong Ye-han swallowed hard. The intense, resilient resistance at the entrance. Gripping her pelvis firmly with both hands and thrusting in steadily—thrust, thrust—until suddenly, pop, a liberating release washed over him. Then, as if the prior resistance had never existed, folds of flesh clung desperately to his glans like something entirely different. The sticky embrace, the tight squeeze. A thin trickle of red—this was unmistakably a virgin's.
“Hoo...”
Overwhelmed by instinctive satisfaction, Seong Ye-han let out a deep breath. An S-rank virgin—something he'd never even dreamed of. And even without burying himself to the hilt yet, he could tell. This pussy was a masterpiece. Reveling in a woman's tightness for the first time in years since awakening his special ability, a fierce lust erupted from deep within him. Something in his mind screamed to shove his cock root-deep into this hole, shake her wildly, pound her relentlessly.
“Hup!” Squish— “Hahk!”
Thrusting in fully once more, the tip of his glans met something elastic. The intense new sensation made Shin Ye-hwa moan, her pussy writhing and clinging to his cock. “Grgh—” Caught off guard by her body's counterattack, Seong Ye-han had to halt his vigorous pounding hips. For someone with little experience, the pleasure surging up his spine and flooding his brain was too much to endure. Even a seasoned man might not savor this leisurely, he thought. Shin Ye-hwa's pussy squirmed on its own even when still, melting and devouring a man like a mad hole.
“Fucking insane... This a virgin pussy?”
Virgins were supposed to be awkward, tough, tight as hell. Yet Shin Ye-hwa's felt like she had a talent for sex—or maybe with her mind gone, her body's instincts were in overdrive. It sure didn't feel like a first-time hole. Swallowing his admiration, Seong Ye-han steeled himself again. It had been years since he'd felt a woman. He wouldn't waste a single thrust or end this emptily.
“Hngh... Ah! Ahng!” Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
He started slow. Steady rhythm. Not wild, but each thrust deep and powerful—thud! thud! Savoring the sticky grip of her pussy that clung and resisted, refusing to let him move, only to shove it aside again. And again. “Aat! Hngh!” Even in her haze, she felt it, her feminine moans spurring him on harder. Sensitive mucous membranes tangled, slamming electric pleasure into his brain relentlessly.
“Grrooh—”
It had been over three years since such ecstasy. He'd jerked off in between, sure, but no masturbation, no other woman could top this moment with Shin Ye-hwa. How long had he pounded mindlessly? Her virgin pussy, once rigid, now molded perfectly to him—or maybe it just got tighter, tastier with every thrust. Seong Ye-han could no longer hold back his climax.
What the hell is this pussy! If cock and pussy were a perfect match, this was it—ideal tightness, slickness, stickiness. The womb kiss at full depth. Every sensation drove him to the edge. He loved doggy, grabbing plump ass cheeks and slamming away, but his cock wouldn't even tolerate pulling out briefly to switch. It plunged in wildly on its own.
“Fine. One more round, fuck it.”
Seong Ye-han hoisted her legs over his shoulders, lifting her hips higher. With her legs pressed together like that, the already thrilling squeeze intensified. In the so-called mating press, he pinned her down with all his might.
“Huuk! Heuk... Hup!”
“Hnngh! Ahng! Aht! Ahng! Aaaht!” Squelch—squish—smack! Smack!
Sweat from his body dripped onto their junction, amplifying the lewd sounds amid his ragged grunts and her heated cries, filling the tiny room with echoes. Despite the poorly heated winter chill, the heat was sweltering. Soaring pleasure finally crested.
“Grgh—cumming!”
“Aaaht! Hnngaaaah!” Spurt— “Hngooo—” Spurt— “Aahng...” Spurt— “Haaaa...”
The body-burning energy faded, exhaustion washing over him. Pop—his cock slipped free with a lewd sound. The sight of thick white semen overflowing her tiny hole heightened his satisfaction.
“Still got a ways to go.”
His sated lust reignited swiftly. He flipped her body, shoved a pillow under her waist, and hiked up her delectable ass. Perfect doggy pose. Her moon-round white cheeks begged to be pounded. Her pussy leaking his cum.
“Can't waste it dripping out.” He'd fill her over and over. No thoughts of contraception now—just the desire to devour this tasty bitch and make her utterly his.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Rhythmic flesh-on-flesh echoes. Doggy—or rear entry—offered a different thrill from face-to-face missionary. Especially with a woman like Shin Ye-hwa, her pelvis and ass so mouthwatering...
“Hng! Hn! Hng!”
“You're fucking delicious.”
Seong Ye-han loved how her firm waist buckled under his grip, her plump ass flesh crumpling then bouncing back resiliently with each shake. No matter how many times he pounded, that rear view never got old. He'd cum once but kept going without pulling out—another round, another...
Despite the stamina drain, her pussy somehow energized him more with every taste. A truly nutritious hole.
“Ahaak! Haak! Heuk!”
“Feels good?”
“Hnngh! Ahng!”
“Answer me.”
After relentless pounding and time passed, Shin Ye-hwa's mind was clearing somewhat. As a former S-rank hunter, she sobered faster than a normal person. Her superhuman body made passing out all day unlikely. She wasn't fully lucid yet from the booze, but she knew what was happening to her.
And still, she took his thrusts willingly...
“D-Don't... knooow! Hnngh!”
“Like hell you don't—ngh!”
Even demoted, an A-rank like Shin Ye-hwa—infamous bitch that she was—could resist if she wanted. She wouldn't be taking it so obediently.
“Lewd slut who can't get enough of a stranger fucking her.”
“Hngk! Th-That's... Ahng! Not it! Aht!”
“Then resist! Hup! Right now!”
Seong Ye-han gripped her waist harder, slamming deep again. He'd eased up briefly out of pity as she regained senses and whimpered from overstimulation, but shallow mercy wouldn't last against this body.
“W-Wait... That! Haaak! Nooo!”
“Be! Honest! And! Say! It!”
“Aht! Ah! Aaaahng!”
He hammered down, then ground deep, rubbing glans against womb. Electric sparks, then sticky pleasure clinging to her brain. Shin Ye-hwa felt her mind melting. Her fragile reason crumbled; bitch instincts poured out in moans. Her beautiful face, utterly broken. Grabbing his phone from the bed, Seong Ye-han snapped it on camera mode. He pressed record, resumed pounding—thud! thud!—while pinning her collapsed form. One hand clamped her shoulder to prevent escape, body smothering hers. The other aimed at her face. Her shattered mind showed no resistance, exposing her raw self to the lens.
“Aaaahng! Aaaht! Goooood... So gooood! Yesssss!”
She came. Tossing the phone aside, he matched her climax, accelerating. Her convulsing pussy transmitted vividly through his cock. Then, as if unsatisfied with going alone, it attacked him aggressively. Her orgasmic pussy dragged him to the brink instantly.
“Hup! Me too, now!”
“Hnngh! No... Ahng! Nooo!”
Seong Ye-han pinned her twisting body. Suppressing her easily sparked a fleeting wonder at his newfound strength, but it didn't matter. All that counted was flooding this bitch with his seed.
“Cumming... Cumming! Grraht!” Spurt! Spurt!
“Ahk! Nooooo!”
Like a bursting dam, his seed poured into her depths. Feeling her fill with hot essence, she climaxed again.
“Haa... haa...”
“Hngh... hngk.”
Finally, the end. The room's heat cooled. With the frenzy halted, winter chill seeped in.
“C-Cold...”
“...”
Shivering in the cold, she looked pitiful, beyond rank or status. Well... now that it was over, maybe show a little care. Seong Ye-han lay beside her, pulling her into his arms. Her soft, warm body nestled obediently. The demonic softness brought unfamiliar fatigue crashing down.
Something feels off if I sleep like this...Ah, whatever. Fuck it.
Seong Ye-han succumbed to sleep.
[Heroine Hunter]
- Main heroine has been set.
- Saving main heroine's stats.
- Opening status window for heroine management.
- Partially alleviating main heroine's negative status effects.