Exposed (12)
Her face grew slick and sticky. Watching it smeared with my cum, her features twisted into a deep scowl, filled me with pure satisfaction. I wiped her face clean since she couldn’t even open her eyes, then used her breasts as a towel. That felt pretty damn good too. After that, I poured water over her vacant, glassy-eyed stare. Washing her filthy body until it was spotless again was surprisingly tender and delicious.
“…”
Ever since she’d learned what a paizuri was, she kept her mouth shut tight and simply let my hands guide her. Even when I slid my cock between her ass cheeks and lathered her entire body with foam, she didn’t utter a single word. The only reaction I caught was the way she clenched her toes when I washed them, fighting the tickle. In the closed bathroom filled only with the sound of running water and breathing, I didn’t bother hiding my rock-hard erection as I dried her wet body with a towel.
Just like I did with Haeun, I fluffed her hair, patted it dry, wiped the water pooled in her collarbones, then moved down her back to her chest. I carefully sucked the moisture from every folded crease, then slapped her hips and ass to erase the traces. Using one long towel, I dried both our bodies at the same time.
“…Ugh. Wait…”
After giving her thoroughly soaked pussy a few light pats to dry it, I grabbed the back of her knee where water still clung. Seo Jia had been staring at me with an icy expression, but she leaned into me so she wouldn’t slip, then wrapped her arms around my neck in panic. I simply lifted her up and carried her dripping body out of the bathroom.
“The bed will get wet. Keep your feet up.”
“Ugh…”
I grabbed the feet of the woman I’d tossed onto the bed—the one biting her lip and glaring at me—and hoisted them high. After roughly drying my own wet feet with the towel, I lightly bit her big toe with my teeth. Her startled eyes instantly sharpened with tension, darting wildly before she turned her head to avoid my gaze.
I pinned her ankle with one hand, released her toes, then ran my tongue along her sole with a slow, wet stroke.
“Stop…! It’s dirty… more dirty…”
“My tongue’s the one getting dirty. Your soles aren’t, are they?”
“…”
Thanks to how thoroughly I’d cleaned her in the bathroom earlier, there was no taste at all—just the faint lemon scent from the body wash and the clean dampness of her skin. For a woman, her feet were surprisingly dainty compared to her tall frame. The way her cute little toes curled was oddly adorable. I’d never had a foot fetish, but right now it felt like one might develop.
“Hngh……”
So I blew warm breath across her adorable feet and nibbled from big toe to pinky, teasing her relentlessly. Every bite made her whole body flinch, so I matched the rhythm by pressing my free hand against her pussy and rubbing firmly. The cute moans that escaped her were so unlike her that I felt like I’d found a music box I liked. I bit down on her ring toe while sliding my middle finger inside her.
“Ugh… ah……! Stop it, please, just stop……!”
The more my finger squelched and stirred, the more she twisted and writhed. Finally unable to endure the stimulation, she let out a lewd cry and kicked at my shoulder with her other foot. But her ticklish resistance wasn’t nearly enough to budge me—my body was annoyingly solid and heavy.
So I seized her other kicking ankle as well, sliding my hands higher until I gripped her knees and spread her legs wide apart in the most vulgar way imaginable.
“…”
“Weren’t you begging me to stop?”
Now completely exposed, she whipped her head to the side, baring her neck as she glared at me from the corner of her eye. I gave her a mocking laugh and pushed the tongue that had just been licking her toes between her thighs.
“Kh… ngh…”
The instant my tongue touched her pussy, a sound like boiling rage leaked from her throat. As I soaked her already damp folds, her body trembled violently—whether from fury or something else, I couldn’t tell. But she couldn’t escape. All she could do was hope the monstrous man in front of her would show mercy.
“…Haa… ugh…”
Whether she wanted to push my tongue away or pull it deeper, she clutched my head, trapped between conflicting urges while I tormented her.
“Haa… ha. Haa…”
Only after her entrance was thoroughly drenched did she finally break free and gasp for air the way she wanted. Even though I was no longer pinning her down, her legs stayed stupidly spread until I pushed them aside.
I retrieved the pants I’d thrown aside earlier, pulled a condom from the pocket, and tossed it onto her stomach with a soft plop.
“…”
She picked up the wrapper I’d thrown, tore it open without even looking, and held the slick condom in her hand. Biting her lip, she sat up, stared at my still-rigid cock, and awkwardly rolled the condom on with trembling fingers. She knew exactly what it meant, which only made her hands shake harder.
Once she’d finally managed to roll it all the way down, she immediately flopped face-down on the bed, buried her face in the pillow, and pulled the blanket over herself.
“…Hurry up and finish.”
…Did she want to escape this nightmare as fast as possible? Or was she desperate to be fucked by my cock even for a second? I couldn’t tell. Her entire face was hidden as I approached from behind, grabbed her hips, and lifted them.
Now that her pussy was deliciously presented, I pulled my phone from the pants I’d left on the bed and compared it to the photo I’d taken before. It was the same shape as last time, of course. Her pubic hair had grown out a little. And… the thin membrane had been torn.
Seo Jia’s pussy, freshly unwrapped like new plastic packaging.
“Ugh… ngh……”
I rubbed my cockhead against the onahole that would belong only to me for the rest of her life, slowly stretching her narrow, tight entrance. Her pussy, as firm and bouncy as her toned body, greedily sucked in the condom-covered cock with wet, struggling sounds. Even without lube, it accepted me without tearing. I watched her cunt twist perfectly around my shape as I pierced her.
Gripping her hip with one hand, I groped under the blanket until I found her head and pressed her face into the pillow hard enough to cut off her air.
“Kh… hup……”
…I wondered what Seo Jia’s face looked like right now, all twisted up. Would it still be beautiful like the perfect idol she was, even smashed into a pillow? Or had it crumpled completely, distorted like a face pressed against glass? Honestly, it didn’t matter much to me. The pussy I could see was obscenely devouring my cock, and the moment I pulled her face from the pillow, it would return to that beautiful mask anyway.
“Ngh, ngh… ngh, mmpf…”
Without any particular malice, I used the rhythmic slapping of my pelvis against her ass as background noise and kept pounding into her, listening to her choked gasps. I stirred her insides relentlessly.
“…Try to hold it in. Are you going to get fucked this stupidly in front of Suah too?”
“Ugh… kuh. Kehuk, sh-shut… up…”
“You can’t shut up. …And you definitely can’t hide under a blanket like this.”
After tormenting her insides a few more times, I snatched the blanket she was hiding under and hurled it off the bed. Even without her shield, she stayed face-down with her face buried in the pillow—until I grabbed her hair and dragged her back.
“Hng… ngh… ah, ah, it hurts, stop, stooop…!”
Only then did she brace her hands on the bed and show me her melted, stupid face.
…It was flushed all over. There was a slight wetness at the corners of her eyes. And thanks to the cum I’d poured on her earlier, her skin looked strangely glossy. That viciously beautiful face.
“Aang…! Ha, ah, agh……”
I wrapped her hair around my fist several times like a leash, then slapped her ass sharply with my free hand. Matching the rhythm of her cries, I drove my cock deep inside her. Every time her strength failed and she started to collapse, I yanked the leash and forced her hands back down, watching her the whole time. Again and again I left handprints on her ass, whipping this stupid, bouncing-titted bitch.
“Ha, stop, sorry, I’m sorry…! Ngh…!”
Only after the word “sorry” finally slipped from her lips did I slowly pull my buried cock out. I lifted her up, sat her on top of me, and grabbed her bright red ass. Carefully, I tilted back and aligned my cockhead with her dripping entrance again. This time I gradually loosened my grip on her ass so her own body would swallow me.
“Ha, haa… ha… agh…”
Kneeling above me, Seo Jia looked down. Her face gradually descended until we were eye-level. From the side her features looked quite Western, but head-on they were filled with Eastern charm—an idol’s face. I gently stroked that face, then slipped my thumb into the corner of her mouth and pulled, opening her lips. I opened my own mouth the same way, completely released her ass, then yanked her back against me and sealed her stupidly parted lips with mine.
“Mmph… he… p…”
From her thighs to her lower belly. Her navel. Her full breasts. Her soft lips. Even her struggling tongue—every inch of Seo Jia’s melting body touched mine as I devoured her completely.
“Mmph… ngh, chu… uuh…”
She kept trying to spit out my tongue, but I kept pulling her back, forcing my saliva into her mouth. The tongue I had cleaned so thoroughly earlier was once again stained with my scent.
“Uup… ngh… puha. Fuck… ha… mpff…”
I violated her again and again as she completely collapsed against me. I stole away what remained of Seo Jia’s reason. The faint traces of rational thought still left in her mind—I took them bit by bit.
“Pu… haa… ah, ang, haang…! Oh…… ho…”
Her eyes had lost focus completely. I gently closed her eyelids as she stared at me with utterly melted pupils. Then I slapped her ass hard, leaned forward, and crushed her beneath me on the bed.
Everything that was Seo Jia.
“……! …, ………”
I violated it all. Every word and every scrap of rage she’d stored in her throat was devoured by me. Seo Jia, completely consumed by the man named Kang Juhyuk, wrapped her legs around my thighs with the last of her pitiful strength. Crushed beneath me, unable even to pant, she could only accept the way the condom she’d put on me swelled obscenely full.
…Without any coercion or threats at all.