Yeo Seon-hui and Shin Ye-hwa
Yeo Seon-hui lay naked on the massive bed, not a stitch of clothing on her body. More precisely, she'd been made to lie there. Her arms were raised above her head, gripped tightly by Shin Ye-hwa's hands with such unyielding strength that no matter how much Yeo Seon-hui struggled and thrashed, she couldn't break free. Her thin nightgown had somehow ended up on the floor in an instant, melting away like sugar in hot water at the slightest touch from Shin Ye-hwa. Even her telekinesis stirred in response to her confusion and embarrassment, but Shin Ye-hwa brushed it off effortlessly, as if it were nothing.
"Y-Ye-hwa... Th-there's... some kind of misunderstanding. Yeah, definitely a misunderstanding!"
Yeo Seon-hui stammered desperately with trembling eyes, but Shin Ye-hwa just gazed at her with a smile, as if finding her adorable. The sight of Yeo Seon-hui's porcelain-white, flawless body twitching helplessly was like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, stirring something dark and primal.
"Hmm..."
And then there was the man watching it all: Seong Ye-han. He'd expected another steamy night with Shin Ye-hwa as usual, but she'd suddenly turned on a recording app on her hologram tab and started moaning into it, piquing his curiosity. She'd told him to wait in the corner of the room, played back the recording, and stepped out. Despite his questions, she'd only said to look forward to it... And now, before his eyes unfolded an absurdly lewd yet breathtaking scene.
Just hours ago, this stunning beauty had looked down on him from above, pummeling him unilaterally. Now here she was, bound by another woman and toyed with at her whim.
Squeeze— Squeeze—
"Ahhn... W-wait... Nooo..."
Shin Ye-hwa's hands—one holding Yeo Seon-hui's arms above her head, the other kneading her perky breasts—worked over the woman's doll-like, pale, smooth naked form. She smiled as she glanced at Seong Ye-han. She didn't say a word, but her eyes conveyed everything clearly enough.
Is this really okay?
Seong Ye-han still harbored a sliver of doubt in the back of his mind, but his heart—and his cock—was already throbbing massively, drooling with anticipation. A faint hesitation held him back, but it crumbled instantly at Shin Ye-hwa's next move.
"Sis, spread your legs."
"Nnh... No... I don't want to."
"Then I'll make you."
Squeeze—
"Ahht?!"
The shameless demand to spread her own legs—a request any virgin would refuse outright. When Yeo Seon-hui resisted, Shin Ye-hwa pinched her nipple hard, defying her words. Though her mouth said no, Yeo Seon-hui's body—already flushed with arousal—trembled not in pain, but in pleasure.
"Spread them."
"Nngh..."
Shin Ye-hwa whispered the command low in her ear once more, and for some reason, Yeo Seon-hui couldn't resist. Her white thighs parted with a lewd schlick.
And there, finally unveiled before Seong Ye-han's eyes, was the woman's pussy—glistening wet, drooling nectar, eagerly awaiting a male. Bald and smooth, it was so tantalizingly alluring that it made his mouth water just to look at it. Yeo Seon-hui squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away, desperately denying her own shameful display, oblivious to how it only fueled his lust even more.
"Looks ready to devour right now. Right, oppa?"
Her voice snapped into Seong Ye-han's ear as he unconsciously stepped toward Yeo Seon-hui, his reason slipping away. He halted abruptly, coming back to his senses. Shin Ye-hwa continued fondling Yeo Seon-hui's breasts, gazing at him like the queen of the night ruling this space.
Their eyes met in silence. The curve of Shin Ye-hwa's red lips burned into his vision.
Schlick—
"Ah... No...!"
At last, male and female genitals met. Just the tip brushing against her sent a jolt of electric pleasure through him as her folds clung greedily. Her upper mouth wailed no, but her lower one seemed to beg him to thrust in deep. Seong Ye-han gripped his cock, sliding it up and down her slick pussy lips, teasing her mercilessly.
"Nngh... Hnngh..."
"Be honest, sis... You've masturbated so many times watching us fuck. Haven't you? You were jealous. Weren't you?"
Whispering into Yeo Seon-hui's ear like this, Shin Ye-hwa looked like a devil corrupting an innocent virgin—stunningly beautiful and sexy, yet dangerously irresistible. No one could escape her words. In stark contrast stood Yeo Seon-hui, the pure white maiden, her desires forcibly exposed. She wanted to look away, yet her body yearned to surrender to the pleasure—a delicious duality of conflict that intoxicated Seong Ye-han like the finest liquor.
The room filled with the scent of a bitch in heat, scrambling his thoughts, screaming at him to fulfill his desires.
Squelch—
"Ah... Aaaah..."
"Just accept it."
"Ahhnnngh!"
"Kh!"
Finally, his rock-hard cock plunged into the virgin's depths. Blood from her ruptured hymen gleamed vividly under the soft light.
"Haaah..."
Seong Ye-han exhaled deeply in satisfaction at conquering yet another female.
"Ah... It hurts..."
"It's okay, sis. It'll feel good soon enough."
Shin Ye-hwa gently stroked Yeo Seon-hui's head as she voiced the natural pain of a virgin. She'd already released the woman's arms. The dangerous devil from moments ago seemed like an illusion as she warmly embraced Yeo Seon-hui, tears streaming from her pain.
Yeo Seon-hui gradually calmed. Her tight pussy relaxed bit by bit, revealing the ripe, primal flavor of a mature female.
"Grhh..."
"Like it, oppa?"
"Fucking incredible."
Yeo Seon-hui's pussy was a masterpiece—like living tentacles wrapping every inch of his shaft from base to tip, pulling him in. Wriggle, wriggle... Each wrinkle moved independently, clinging and sucking, sending relentless jolts of pleasure up his spine even without thrusting. It was maddening.
"Good thing, sis. Oppa says you're delicious."
"Delicious...? Nngh! I'm... not food!"
"You are. One of only three top-grade meats in the country."
"Ah... Nooo...!"
With her arms free, Yeo Seon-hui covered her face in denial, but that only heightened Seong Ye-han and Shin Ye-hwa's arousal.
Plung! Plung!
Seong Ye-han moved his hips slowly. Even these gentle thrusts produced obscene squelching sounds from her overflowing juices, echoing through the room as flesh slapped flesh.
"Ahhn... Hnngh... Ahn!"
Her pussy, which had already been intensely pleasurable at rest, now dragged him into an incomparable realm of ecstasy with every motion. Squelch— Pulling back slowly stretched her inner folds, snagging on his ridge like they begged him not to leave. Plung! Thrusting deep, it welcomed him eagerly before clamping down tight, sucking greedily once he was fully sheathed.
It wasn't the chewy grip of Ye-hwa or I-rae. The texture itself was different—tender, succulent, and delectable!
Plung! Plung!
"Haht! Nngh!"
Letting his hips move on instinct, Seong Ye-han savored Yeo Seon-hui beneath him, stifling her moans. Her peach-like breasts jiggled half a beat behind his rhythm, pink nipples erect and provocative atop the soft mounds. Moments ago teased by Ye-hwa's hands, they now begged for his touch.
Pinch— Pinch—
"Aaah?! Haaahn?!"
Stimulated by a man's larger, rougher hands, Yeo Seon-hui's body arched sharply. Each time, her pussy's tendrils squeezed tighter, licking his cock voraciously.
"Sis's pussy is fucking insane."
"Hngh! Hah! Don't... say that... Ahh!"
"So goddamn tasty."
"No... Nnh...!"
Feeling her belly stuffed full of thick, hard male desire, Yeo Seon-hui came undone endlessly. His muscular body now covered hers entirely, his heat sensitizing her whole being. It was exactly the fantasy she'd indulged in while peeping on him and Ye-hwa—embraced flawlessly by rugged male muscle, reduced to a fragile bitch regardless of her S-rank status, utterly conquered. Realizing this was her now melted her mind into mush.
"Am... Am I tasty?"
"Yeah, sis. I wanna eat you forever."
"Me too... Feels so good..."
Still hiding her face, Yeo Seon-hui's voice dripped sweet as honey, her body wide open—a bitch fully fallen to the man.
A bit more melting, and even her hands would fall away, baring her slutty, pleasure-drunk face completely. Imagining it, Seong Ye-han quickened his pace.
"Aht! So tight...! Hngh! Goood...!"
The two lost themselves utterly in each other, sticky and slick as if the world held only them. But of course, another female was there.
"Hnn... Kinda jealous now?"
Shin Ye-hwa watched them with a prickling twinge, despite having set the stage herself.