- Yeo Seon-hui and Shin Ye-hwa - Squelch-
Squelch—
With every thrust of his hips, Seong Ye-han savored the woman pinned beneath him amid the sticky, wet sounds echoing through the room. Her soft yet slender body trembled in response to his every movement, melting into a gooey mess that filled his mind with an irresistible sense of conquest. Plunge— The hot, slick sensation where their lower bodies met was exquisite. Soaked through with her juices and sweat, it clung to him with a viscous grip that was its own special delight. Even compared to Ye-hwa or the countless times he'd fucked Na Yu-ri, Yeo Seon-hui stood out for how wet she got.
"Ahng! Hnng! Eung!"
Yeo Seon-hui's moans, as if she were holding back and enduring, tickled his ears. Each one seemed to infuse his raging cock with fresh vigor. What kind of bitch's face was hiding behind those blocking hands? Seong Ye-han imagined the beauty who'd gazed down at him so arrogantly from the skies earlier that day as he seized her arms.
"Sis. Let me have your arms."
"Nng! Nooo...!"
Yeo Seon-hui put up a slight resistance, but a psychokinetic Awakener could never defy the raw physical power of a reinforcement-type like him. Especially not when her body was already half-melted in pleasure—it was impossible to resist his will.
"Haek... Haaang!"
Just as Yeo Seon-hui's face was about to come into view, he felt her arms wrap tightly around his neck, clinging desperately. Unable to cover her face with her hands, she was hiding it by pressing against him instead? Seong Ye-han chuckled and lowered his arms. Feeling her smooth, elongated thighs, he grabbed them and hooked them around his waist.
"Keep 'em wrapped like that."
"Nng... Ahng..."
At his command, she tensed her arms and legs, hugging him tight. The way her whole body clenched naturally made her pussy squeeze him in a way that delivered exquisite pleasure. And now, with her sticky moans ringing clear in his ear from right beside him, Seong Ye-han drove his hips forward with renewed force.
Splurt! Squelch!
"Ahng! Ang! Aaang!"
Clinging to him without a gap, her shortened range of motion was no obstacle—he powered through with sheer strength, slamming his cock deep into her tentacle-like pussy. Her moans rose endlessly in response to his movements.
"Haaang! Slow dooown! Ang! Gentle... Haaang!"
Short, powerful pistons meant the cycle of pull-out and thrust accelerated dramatically. For Yeo Seon-hui, who'd been savoring peak pleasure with every flawless plunge while glued to him, this was like facing a raging storm naked and unfiltered. Deep inside her pussy... that hypersensitive spot... being relentlessly ravaged and pounded by his thick glans!
"Aaang! Ang! Ahang! Ang!"
I'm... gonna die!
Feeling her mind blaze white-hot, Yeo Seon-hui poured more strength into her limbs. If she didn't, her whole body would melt away into nothing. Unaware that her actions were fanning the male's lust and pleasure like gasoline on a fire, she clung to Seong Ye-han desperately.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Hnnng... Please... Haaaang..."
Tears welled up and spilled from her eyes. Saliva drooled from her gaping mouth, her pink tongue lolling weakly outside her lips. The white flames filling her head were on the verge of devouring everything and exploding.
"Haeng!"
What saved Yeo Seon-hui was none other than the one who'd put her in this state—Shin Ye-hwa. She easily unwound the limbs wrapped tightly around the male's neck and waist, then grabbed the back of the male who'd been utterly lost in the bitch before him and pulled him upright. Yeo Seon-hui collapsed onto the bed with a thud, bereft of support. It was impossible to imagine this as her usual self—furrowed brows, dazed eyes blankly staring at the ceiling, mouth agape with her pink tongue hanging out. Her face perfectly showed how thoroughly pleasure had broken her down.
Seeing that bitch's expression seemed to stir his strength again, and as he moved to thrust once more, Shin Ye-hwa hugged him tightly from behind, stopping him.
"Oppa. You didn't completely forget about me, did you?"
Shin Ye-hwa pressed her breasts firmly against his back, rubbing them as she whispered in his ear. Yeo Seon-hui's innocent yet lewd reactions had stirred something deep inside even her as a woman. But watching him devour Yeo Seon-hui like a man possessed made jealousy bubble up. Sure, she'd set the stage, but being this much of a side character felt off. Of course, as a woman herself, she wouldn't steal his cock from someone who'd just lost her virginity. But surely she could have his lips or arms?
"Look at me too. Yeah?"
"Ye-hwa? Mmng?"
Smack!
"Aa?"
Slurp— Smooch— The wet sounds of their tongues intertwining and sucking. The male's hips paused for a moment. Despite her earlier pleas to go slow or stop, as the scorching heat and hard muscles of his body pulled away and the torrent of pleasure ebbed, Yeo Seon-hui let out a moan of deep regret. Her hands, once covering her face, now clutched the pillow wide open, no thought of returning. As rationality flickered back into her blissed-out eyes...
Yeo Seon-hui gazed at the man leisurely grinding his hips above her while sharing a deep kiss with another woman. Their vivid red tongues twisted and slobbered between their lips, exchanging thick saliva in explicit detail.
"Hnng...?"
This was on another level from the mere glimpses she'd stolen through the narrow door crack before. It unfolded before her like a fantasy. In her mind, the intense, affection-filled sex between Seong Ye-han and Shin Ye-hwa replayed once more.
"Hng! Aaang! Haaaang!"
Unlike before, even his gentle hip movements now drew shrill cries from her as if he were pounding fiercely. She didn't realize it, but it was the bitch's desperate signal to draw the male back to her.
"Hamm... Chup! Slurp!"
"Mmng... Haa..."
Still, she could feel his attention, once fully focused on her body, now divided. Jealousy seeped into her heart. But why? Yeo Seon-hui felt that stinging envy and jealousy in her chest... fueling the flames of pleasure more fiercely than anything else.
"Nooo..."
"Krut? S-Sis?"
Vrrr— A sudden surge of mana. The telltale emotional sync of a telekinetic rippled through the sex-heated room. But the result wasn't rampage or destruction.
Wriggle— Wriggle—
"Heuk?"
Seong Ye-han felt the texture of Yeo Seon-hui's inner walls change in real time around his cock. Before, it had felt like tentacles clinging to him... Now, her pussy was alive with them, devouring his shaft!
"S-Sis, wait...!"
The drastic shift in sensation and overwhelming stimulation made him reflexively try to pull back, but he was already caught like a fly in a web. Dozens, hundreds of living tentacles coiled around his cock, sucking it deeper and holding the fleeing male fast.
"Kgh!"
Seong Ye-han barely endured the sensation of imminent ejaculation. Trembling, he forced his arms to move, gripping her hips—which were now grinding in circles on their own—and halting them firmly.
"Hnng... More... Give me moooore..."
In an instant, the dynamic flipped—hard to believe this was the same bitch he'd been crushing and devouring moments ago. Even with his powerful grip fixing her hips, her pussy kept writhing, sucking his cock, demanding he spill his seed.
"Hnnng... Ahng... Don't stooop..."
"Sis. Wait...!"
Seong Ye-han gritted his teeth against the urge to explode. Watching him, Shin Ye-hwa felt a new sensation stir within her.
"This is fun...?"
Shin Ye-hwa instantly realized Yeo Seon-hui's drastic reaction stemmed from the intimacy between her and Oppa. This unnie... might be a bigger pervert than I thought. Her eyes gleamed as she watched him tremble and get devoured by the bitch's sudden pleasure surge. Worry for the devoured Seong Ye-han? No way. The Oppa she loved would adapt in no time, reassert his male dominance, and subdue the cheeky bitch. Sure, he was frozen like a frog before a snake right now, but... Smiling at Yeo Seon-hui—who met her eyes over his shoulder, unwittingly igniting jealous flames as a female—Shin Ye-hwa slithered her hands like a snake.
Her hands climbed from his waist, each caressing a firm pectoral before her fingertips teasingly rolled his stiff nipples.
"Grah? Y-Ye-hwa. Wait!"
"Haaang! Aaang! Aaaaang!"
"Why, Oppa? Feels good, right? Hehe."
As she slobbered her tongue slickly over his nape, Yeo Seon-hui's cries grew even more sensitive. Through their stacked bodies, she felt his shuddering reactions as vividly as when his massive cock plunged deep inside her. Shin Ye-hwa loved how her single action made both of them react so intensely. Sure, one-on-one sex where they clashed desires and affections raw, fucking fiercely until she submitted to him, was amazing... But this wasn't bad either.
No. She really liked it.