The Hunter's Pussy
"So that's how it happened."
That was Hae-na's reply after hearing my explanation.
"So there's nothing left to worry about now."
At the news of Jang Yi-soo's death, relief washed over her face — though for a fleeting moment, a trace of bitterness flickered there too.
I could guess at her conflicted feelings well enough. To me, Jang Yi-soo had been a man I couldn't stomach, but to her, he'd once been a lover — they had shared a bed, after all.
"Well, I should wash up first."
I was heading for the motel bathroom to rinse off the sweat and blood clinging to my body when she suddenly grabbed my arm and stopped me.
Her eyes gleamed with naked desire as she looked at me.
"What...?"
Thump. She shoved me down onto the bed.
Like a cat prowling on all fours, she climbed nimbly atop me as I lay there stunned, then gazed down at my dumbfounded face from above. Her hair spilled down and tickled my cheeks.
"Take off your clothes."
"Excuse me?"
"I said take them off."
When I just lay there blinking like an idiot, she huffed impatiently and started stripping me herself.
Then she buried her face against my bare skin and inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmmh!"
Savoring my scent, she began her caress from my exposed stomach, working her way down. My body was filthy with sweat and Jang Yi-soo's blood from the battle.
"But I'm dirty..."
"I don't care."
She paid it no mind, licking along the ridges of my abs and down to my pelvis with all the fervor of someone intending to bathe me with her tongue alone.
Just last night, she'd flinched at the very thought of penetration. Yet now, as if something inside her had shifted overnight, she was eagerly mouthing and sucking at my body.
"Mmmh...! Mmmh...!"
Even under the influence of Charm Powder she'd kept at least a veneer of composure — but now she was so worked up she seemed like a different woman entirely.
She's moaning while she's the one doing the caressing.
With my thick, long hand, I gently stroked her hair once. Dopamine surged through me, and a warm feeling bloomed in my chest.
She slid down to my crotch and peeled away my pants and underwear.
Boing!
My handsome, well-proportioned glans sprang free like a released spring. She parted her moist lips and took me into her mouth.
Schlop. Slurp.
A hunter's blowjob was on a whole different plane from an ordinary woman's. The suction was so ferocious it felt like she might suck my cock clean off. One hand gripping the thick root of my shaft — too girthy to wrap around even with a full palm — she worked her tongue across every inch of me like she was savoring a delicious ice cream cone.
"Ugh..."
The cascading pleasure left my whole body tingling. I couldn't afford to finish before I'd even been inside her, so I sat up and switched places with her. Now she lay on her back, and I climbed on top.
I peeled off her panties. Her pink pussy was already soaked through from all the foreplay, the gathered moisture glistening like jewels.
Holding her pretty face in my gaze, I pushed my glans deep into her pussy. She was wet enough that my huge cock slid in from the very first stroke without catching on anything. The moment I entered her, her pussy molded itself around my shaft, fitting it perfectly — a nut tightening onto a bolt.
My hypersensitive senses mapped every last fold of her inner walls as I pushed deeper.
Squelch! Thwap. Squelch! Thwap.
I kissed her as I fucked her. Her tongue tasted sweet, and lust overflowed from her flushed face.
She's adorable.
Grinding my body against her warm, soft curves, I could almost believe I was rolling around on a giant freshly-made marshmallow. I seized her ample breasts — more than even my large hands could hold. They weren't just big; their firmness bordered on the absurd.
Ha... fuck, this is so goddamn good!
I buried my face between them and rubbed. It was pure paradise. Euphoria soaked through me until my mind went blank white, and my body moved on autopilot, as if programmed by pleasure too powerful to refuse.
Squelch-thwap! Squelch-thwap!
My pace quickened further, my hips moving like a tireless power drill.
"So good! Harder! Ahhn!"
Her thighs pulled me in hard. Now my thick, long cock, buried to the hilt, began hammering against her firm cervix.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Her body heaved beneath me, convulsing as if in a struggle. I could feel her inner walls swelling.
Splash!
Water came pouring out of her pussy like a flood. I tried to pull out for a moment, but she wouldn't release my cock even for that — her thick thigh muscles hauled me back toward her with even greater force.
Shluuurp! Slurp!
Every time my cock slid in and out, I felt Hae-na's pussy clamping down hard on my glans and refusing to let go.
The grip of a hunter's pussy is on another level entirely!
Their raw muscle strength was simply different from ordinary people's. The exquisite rhythm of it — loosening as I pushed in, clamping tight as I pulled out — was driving me insane.
I feel like my body's going to melt.
Squelch! Squelch!
Hae-na's eyes had rolled back to the whites, her mouth hanging open as she panted.
"Hah. Hah. Hah. Hnngh!"
Each time my cock pulled free of her, thick cream came with it.
Squelch! Squelch!
Ugh!
Shluuuuurp!
Here it comes again!
Like an anaconda tightening its coils around its prey's throat, her pussy squeezed down hard on my cock. This woman's pussy is a genuine masterpiece! I floundered in ecstasy, a thick bead of sweat trickling down between the muscles of my spine.
If time stopped right now, I'd die with no regrets.
It was pleasure that threatened to scatter my mind to the winds.
"Huah! Huah!"
In this moment, I honestly felt I could forget food and sleep, spend the rest of my life doing nothing but pounding her pussy, and wither away like a mummy without a single regret.
"Ahh! Ahh! It's so good!"
She seemed to feel exactly the same. Now she was letting out screams that seemed scraped up from the very pit of her stomach — all pretense abandoned, her loud cries filled the room, and the sound waves made the shower booth's glass shudder as if it might shatter.
The next day's sun rose as if an entire day had been deleted from the calendar.
Did I cum five or six times yesterday?
Lost in a trance, I'd apparently spent nearly eight straight hours doing nothing but having sex with her. When I got up, my cock ached all over and my skin felt raw, like it had been worn down to the thread.
And yet, one look at cute Hae-na lying naked beside me, snoring with soft little nose-whistles, and my cock sprang right back up.
Ugh. Ow!
As it hardened, I felt a sting like my skin was being scraped. But looking at her voluptuous body, holding back the surging lust was beyond me. I pressed my glans against her pussy and began stealthily rubbing it against her. I'd fully appreciated it yesterday too, but her figure was, frankly, breathtaking.
"Ah... haa..."
As I rubbed my cock against her, she let out a small moan in her sleep.
"Ah... Su-ho, it feels so good."
That was sleep-talk. Even asleep, she was dreaming of having sex with me.
Without warning, I pushed my glans in. She jolted awake, eyes rounding.
"Huh? Su-ho?"
"Oh, you're awake? Just lie still — I'll take care of everything."
"Wait, what are you—!"
Paying her bewilderment no mind, I worked my piston with dedication. Gradually, the confusion in her eyes gave way to pleasure. Yesterday she'd been a wild mare galloping across open plains; now, shy about who knows what, she only rolled her hips in meek, half-hearted circles.
But her body was honest. Before long her juices came flooding out, soaking the bedsheets once more. The white cream leaking out around every thrust coated my cock like frosting on a cream donut. Her body was responding far faster than yesterday.
Creak, creak.
She bit down on the pillow, fighting back her moans. Sweat beaded across her voluptuous body, making her look even more luscious — obscenely hot. The visual stimulation alone pushed the climax up through me.
Pop!
I pulled out and came across her belly.
"Hup!"
Creak!
I don't know what was wrong with this body, but even after cumming six times last night, it still poured out another bowlful of pearly semen. With my cum smeared across her smooth stomach, she opened her drowsy eyes and shuffled toward my cock. She took it into her mouth and slurped up every last drop of what remained.
"Delicious."
She said it with a bashful smile up at me.
"Let's go get something to eat. I'm starving."
But the sight of that beautiful smile made my cock raise its head stiffly all over again.
"Sure. But first — one more time."
"Again? You're hopeless, honestly."
"This time, roll over for me."
Her enormous ass presented itself before me in one smooth motion. I gave it a sharp smack! then pushed my cock deep into her pussy. For an instant she shuddered as if electrocuted, then arched her back straight.
Slap-squelch! Slap-squelch! Smack!
"Eeek!"
Slap-squelch! Slap-squelch! Smack!
"Eeek! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
From first thing in the morning, those high-pitched cries were shaking the motel room all over again.
We never really defined what we were to each other.
I had things I needed to do, and I didn't plan on taking a lover anytime soon. Hae-na agreed to that.
"I'm thinking of opening a little workshop."
That was her answer when I asked about her plans for the future.
Her hunter skill was Hand Skill. The superb archery she'd shown in the battle with the Yisu Gang had been thanks to it as well. She told me she'd never actually set out to become a hunter — she'd left her hometown in the first place with the goal of opening a workshop, but getting tangled up with Jang Yi-soo had forced her into hunter work out of necessity.
"Take care of yourself, then."
We shared a farewell hug. The soft press of her breasts stirred my lust all over again, but I forced myself to ignore it.
"You too, Su-ho."
She turned and walked away. Her scent faded with her.
"Hae-na!"
I called after her retreating figure. Her pretty face turned back over her shoulder.
"...Invite me when your workshop opens."
She nodded with a dazzling smile.
Yes. This is the right path.
I had a bloody revenge to carry out against the traitors. I had no time to lose myself in sweet feelings like romance.
With Hae-na gone and myself alone again, I pondered the order of everything I needed to do.
There was plenty. Punishing the traitors, of course — but I also had to attend my hunter rank re-evaluation, and I needed to learn a new style of swordsmanship.
In the battle with the Yisu Gang, I'd felt the limits of my swordsmanship. I'd assumed that simply leveling up made me a master. But that had been a foolish delusion.
It'd be nice if I could learn some proper swordsmanship.
As I sank into these scattered thoughts, I noticed I'd unconsciously pulled up Ji-a's social media account. My smartphone screen filled with recent photos of my little sister.
Is Ji-a doing all right?
My finger, having typed her number into the dial pad, hovered hesitantly near the call button.
