Ram It In
Ram It In
With the woman's moaning screams bursting out, the zombies went even more berserk.
"KUAACK!!!"
"KYYYAAAH!!!"
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
CLATTER! CLATTER! CLATTER!
I shouldn't let it get any louder now.
So first, I lower the leg I'm holding.
FWOOOSH!!
SWOOSH!!
I tore the stockings wrapped around her ass and pulled them down to her thighs.
A vivid red handprint, swollen on her left butt cheek.
With my left hand, I gently stroked her ass as if asking if she was okay, while my right hand slipped down beneath her breasts—which were being crushed against the counter table—and gripped them firmly.
She's pretty enough in the face, but what really makes this woman deadly is this body that fits perfectly in my hands.
Especially this ass that clings so tightly.
SLAP!!
Damn it... I was trying to keep quiet, but my hand moved on its own.
"KYAAH!! D-don't hit me... It hurts... Hngh..."
"I won't hit you anymore. Any more of that and the zombies might break that door down."
"HUH?!"
I was about to tell her to be quiet, but she shuts her mouth on her own.
Seeing that, she's got the basic survival instincts down.
After all, reading the room is the most important talent for surviving in this world.
Anyway, should I have just gone raw after washing up?
Wearing a condom really isn't all that great.
Not that I don't feel good, but as someone who prefers going raw, this rubber skin is pretty damn annoying.
But I can't skip the condom—who knows what STD I'd catch from a woman who hasn't washed in four days.
For now, I'll be satisfied with what I've got and just move my hips.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
With the stockings gone from her ass, the sound of skin slapping becomes even wetter.
Fuck, just doing her from behind like this is kind of boring.
Let's change positions first.
SCHLOOP-
"HAAA...!!"
As my cock pulls out, the woman's ass trembles and she completely collapses onto the counter table.
I turn her body around, lift her slightly, and push her inside. Now, with her back against the table and her chest fully exposed, I line my cock up with her cunt again and push in.
SCHLURK!
"HYAAANG!!"
"You like it that much?"
"I-I don't like it...! HYAANG!!"
"Then why are you moaning like that?"
"This is... this is...! AAH! AHNG!!"
She keeps spilling moans with every movement of my hips as I hold her thighs and thrust, but she still won't say she likes it.
Right, so she's trying to provoke my competitive spirit, is that it?
I may not know much about other things, but I'm confident about this cock.
Even if it's not a monster like those black guys in porn, it's still pretty big for an Asian.
SCHLOOP- SLAP!!
"AAANG!! G-go a little... easy on me... It's so big it hurts..."
"Does it only hurt?"
"..."
Still no answer.
Alright then, I'll keep going until I hear you say you like it.
You've already cum once, and I'm not getting the signal for my next one yet.
So since it hurts, how about I go gentle and slow?
SCHLURK- SCHLURK- SCHLURK-
When I was young, I thought just ramming it in hard was the best.
I thought it was more stimulating, and the women's moans were louder when I went fast and hard compared to slow.
But like an empty cart rattling loudly, it was all just noise.
Sure, some women liked it rough and hard, but most preferred this kind of gentle, slow pace until their bodies were completely heated up.
And when you do it like this, they gradually start letting out real moans, moving their hips on their own, and gripping my cock tight.
Just like this woman now.
"HNNNG..! UHNG..!"
Covering her face with both hands so I can't see her expression, she lets out aroused moans at my cock sliding slowly in and out, and starts clenching her cunt around me as her thighs draw together.
Now, to satisfy her a little more, I grab her fully pressed-together thighs with my left arm, and with my freed right hand, I extend my middle finger and brush it up along her asshole.
"AH!!"
With her hands pulled aside, she stares at me with a startled face.
She probably panicked thinking I was about to put the cock that was fucking her pussy into her ass, but that's not why I brushed her asshole.
It's because of the slick fluid flooding my fingertip.
SWIPE- SWIPE-
I rub my fingers together, coating my thumb with the love juice on my middle finger.
Then I spread her legs apart and hook one over my shoulder. She automatically wraps her legs around my waist, and I start rubbing her swollen clit with my lubricated thumb.
"AHH..! HAAANG!!"
Signal received immediately.
Is she especially sensitive there?
The clit is sensitive for all women, but this instant reaction suggests she's particularly sensitive.
"You crazy bitch... You're loving this like crazy."
"HAAAH!! HNNG!! UHNG..!!"
She bucks her hips, twisting left and right, squeezing her legs tighter around my waist.
No, not just her hips—she's gripping my cock tighter too.
But it's not time yet.
It's not ripe.
If I keep investing time like this, her arousal builds up, and so does mine.
Right about then.
SLAP!!!
"HUUUNG!!"
I give one hard thrust, then slow the pace down again, teasing her slowly...
"HNNNG..! UHNG..! HAAANG..!!"
What, not yet?
Or do I need to hit it one more time?
I'm not a porn actor or a sex expert, so I can't say the techniques I've picked up through experience are always right, but I thought they worked most of the time...
"J-just a little more...!"
As expected.
My sex life so far hasn't been wrong.
"Say that again?"
"..."
Even though I know what she wants, I want to hear her mouth beg for my cock, so I deliberately move my hips at a snail's pace, not thrusting into her cunt but just grinding against it.
SCHLURRK- SCHLURRK-
"HAAAH... HAAAH...!"
Her breathing gets longer and rougher, and her hips start to twitch.
It's not the kind of twitching from the clit stimulation anymore.
She doesn't want to use her mouth to beg me, but her heated body isn't satisfied with my slowed-down movements, so she starts rocking her hips to get pleasure on her own.
Of course, she can't recreate the feeling of getting mercilessly pounded from behind all by herself.
SCHLURK- SCHLURK- SCHLURK-
Her hip movements start getting faster.
I'm not even rubbing her clit anymore, so she uses her left hand to cover her face while her right hand moves down to rub her clit directly.
But that won't do.
It's not like she's using a dildo or masturbating—there's a man with such a fine tool right in front of her. She should be begging and clinging.
Trying to finish yourself off? Not allowed.
GRAB- SQUEEZE-
I grab her wrist, pull it aside, and press it lightly against the table. She rubs her thighs against my sides and circles her hips.
Like she's trying to scratch an unreachable itch.
If she'd just say one word asking me to fuck her properly, it'd be so much easier, but she's got such a pointless stubborn streak.
This kind of pride won't do her any good.
Then I'll just have to stop her from masturbating too.
SCHLOOP-
"AHH...!"
As my cock slides out of her cunt, she lowers her left hand from her face and looks at me pitifully, letting out a wistful sigh.
"What?"
"...You're so mean...!"
"You're the one being stubborn."
"Tsk..!"
Biting her lower lip hard, she glares at me, then covers her face with her left hand again and mutters quietly.
"P-please put it in..."
"Put what in?"
"Your thing..."
"Be specific."
"Y-your penis..."
"I'm too vulgar to know that word."
"...Cock... Please put your cock in... Put it in and just ram me with it!!"
"Where?"
"In my pussy! I'm asking you to shove your cock into my pussy!!"
"Deal."
My victory again.
SHOVE!!
"HAAANG!!!"
"Shh, be quiet. Unless you want to fuck with the zombies."
"..."
SLAP!!!
"MMPH..!!"
SLAP!!!
"UHNG..!!!"
She holds it in well.
Then let's really start moving.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
As if unleashing all the pent-up lust from waiting, I start thrusting like crazy. I lean forward, grab her breasts, and knead them roughly—not big, but as chewy as glutinous rice cakes, squeezing and twisting them.
"NGH! NGH! NGH! NGH!"
"HOOO..! HOOO..! HOOO..!"
Rhythmic moans that make it hard to tell if she's holding back or not, and beads of sweat starting to form on her forehead and body.
Fuck, I'm close..!
"No..! No..!!"
As if she can read my thoughts, she starts twisting her hips, saying no.
What do you mean, no!
"No..!! I'm gonna cum..!!"
"You crazy bitch! I'm cumming too!!!"
"HAAAAAAANG!!!!"
TREMBLE! TREMBLE! TREMBLE!
SCHLOOP-
Still trembling, her body and ass quivering, I pull my cock out of her cunt, rip off the condom like tearing it off, and with a full sensation of release, I spray my cum all over her pussy and pubic hair.
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!
"HUFF.. HUFF.. HUFF.."
"HAAAAH... HAAAH... HAAAH..."
The store is filled with our heavy breathing.
Of course, the zombies' noisy screams are still louder, but we ignore them, gasping for air.
SWIPE- POP!!
"HYAANG!!"
I use my half-soft cock to smear the cum running down from her pussy to her asshole. Then I pull her leg slightly, and like a waterlogged squid, she slides down from the table with a thud, collapsing to the floor. I poke her lips with my cum-coated cock.
"Suck it."
"HAAAH... HAAAH... UHP..."
Her hot, trembling breath tickles my glans for a moment, then without a word, she takes my cum-covered cock into her mouth and starts sucking, putting the final touch on our stormy sex.
What, not yet?
SMACK-
It's not a forceful suck, but with her lips pursed like chicken gizzards, she sucks the glans, drawing out even the small amount of cum left inside my cock.
GULP!
Eyes squeezed shut, she swallows my cum with difficulty, then opens her mouth slightly to show there's nothing left inside. She gasps out a rough breath and looks up at me.
And then...
"Fuck..!"
Pattering footsteps!!
At that sight, I ran toward my bag with the condoms.
Outside the store, it was quiet.
The zombies that had been banging against the door and screaming were now gone.
Inside, I hadn't made a sound for almost two hours either.
The only sound I could hear was...
ZZZ- ZZZ- ZZZ-
The steady breathing of a woman with a strong stomach.
Seriously, what a stomach she has.
She said it was her first time swallowing cum, but after eating my cum several times without losing her appetite, she devoured bread and juice like crazy after sex and immediately passed out.
She must have good digestion too—she farted twice in her sleep.
Anyway, she's been asleep for two hours now. Shouldn't she be waking up soon?
How many hours does she plan to nap? Or is she just pretending to sleep?
Well, I can see why she might.
We don't even know each other's names, and we had sex until she was drooling, completely sober.
Whether she's really sleeping or pretending, she can deal with that herself.
My business here is done, and I've rested enough. Time to head back.
PAT PAT PAT!!
I dump out the remaining bread, snacks, drinks, and water from my bag—a bit much for a parting gift—then dust myself off and stand up.
That's when she bolts upright, grabs my leg, and looks up at me with wide eyes.
So she was pretending to sleep.
What kind of situation is this, anyway?
"What?"
"A-are you leaving?!"
"Of course I'm leaving. Did you think I was going to set up house with you here?"
"Then what about me?!"
"What about you?"
"What am I supposed to do?!"
"Figure it out. Why are you asking me?"
"Tsk..!! Take responsibility! You made me like this, so take responsibility!!"
She screams as if in desperation, wrapping not just her hands but both arms around my thigh, even locking her ankles around my leg as she clings to me.
"Come on, why can't you be cool about this?"
"How can I be cool! How?! Take responsibility! Take responsib—KYAAH!"
THUD-
When I swing my trapped right leg forward like a kick, she falls off pretty easily.
But...
DART- GRAB!!
In an instant, she gets up and grabs my leg again, clinging on.
"Damn it! Let go!"
"I can't! I won't let go even if I die!! Take responsibility! Take responsibility I said!!"
"I gave you food! And I'm leaving all this behind! What more do you want me to take responsibility for?!"
"I don't need it! I don't need this crap! So don't go alone—take me with you!!"
Annoying as it is, this woman is making the right judgment and acting on it.
She knows that grabbing hold of me gives her a much better chance of survival than this worthless food.
With quick wits and a stubborn personality, once she sets a goal and charges at it, she's really hard to handle.
Should I just beat her up?
I don't want to hit a woman.
I hit Jung Minchae because she was coming at me as a zombie, but hitting a normal woman is a different matter.
Especially one I had a very satisfying fuck with...
SHLOOP-
Her hand, sliding upward, grabs my only piece of clothing—my white underwear.
"What are you doing?!"
"Take me with you!!"
"You crazy—WHOA!"
RIIIP!!
THUD!
I step on an empty water bottle at my feet and fall backward. Seizing the moment, she climbs on top of me, presses both my shoulders down with her hands, and shoves her face toward mine.
"Fuck, don't kiss me!!"
SQUEEZE!!
I grab her forehead and cheeks, pushing her face upward, while she tries desperately to rub her mouth against mine.
What the hell is this crazy bitch suddenly trying to kiss me for?!
Does she think kissing me will deepen my feelings and make me fall in love?
Bullshit!
"I said don't!"
"Why not?!"
Why not?
Plenty of reasons.
First, I don't want to kiss a woman who had my cock in her mouth and hasn't washed.
Especially a mouth that swallowed my cum.
And more than anything, the reason I never kissed her at all during that entire fuck—never even touched her body with my lips—
"Is because you stink! When's the last time you washed?!"
"..."
At my words, her face stops its blind advance. She slowly turns her head, brings her nose to her left arm that's still pressing my shoulder, and...
"Sniff sniff..."
"See? It's bad, right?"
"..."
Silently, she climbs off me.
Fuck... I'm alive...