B-Class Hunter Choi Garam — Seduction (3)
As Taejin pushed into her, Garam's body shuddered, registering every inch of the cock that had just entered her.
Khhnk! Does the squeeze really change with Hunter rank after all?!
Taejin clenched his teeth against the crushing grip of Garam's pussy around his cock. The half-formed theory he'd been nursing—that a Hunter's vaginal tightness scaled with her rank—was starting to look half-true. There was no other way to explain how dramatically the squeeze shifted every time the rank went up. Of course it could still be coincidence, so he wasn't allowed to call it proven.
No. Honestly, from the start—
Hoo… it's not like I can't hold out, but… kkh! It's still incredible…
He was in no condition to be fretting over theories. Even with the virility he'd already pumped points into, enduring this pressure was razor-thin.
Looks like every point that comes in this time is going straight into this.
The savings he'd been carefully stockpiling were about to get invested all over again. The thought drew a small sigh from him—and then another thought, unbidden.
But if a B-class is this much… then what about an A-class? No—what about that bitch Lee Jihye, the S-class?
What would the women ranked above this feel like?
The moment the idea landed, power surged into his hips before he even realized it.
Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!!
"Haaeung♥♥♥! Oppa, suddenly so much harder…♥ Feels so good♥♥! The way you keep jabbing it in…♥ Hyaang♥! So goooood♥♥♥!!"
He knew it was rude to be thinking about other women with one underneath him, but the thought refused to leave.
…I'll deal with that later.
A twinge of conscience snapped him back. He eased the pace of his hips a fraction.
"Sorry—that was too fast, wasn't it?"
He apologized to Garam in the same breath. What she wanted was sweet, lover-style play; going rough out of nowhere could easily have rattled her.
At his words, Garam—
"I-It's fine…♥"
—turned her head aside, looking somehow embarrassed. Taejin figured his sudden roughness had simply made her shy. He wasn't entirely wrong. Garam was definitely embarrassed.
More precisely—
"Ah… it felt way better than before."
—she was embarrassed by how much she liked being handled roughly.
Taejin blinked, then huffed a short laugh and adjusted the concept on the fly.
"I thought you liked being treated like a princess."
He'd been planning to play the reasonably gentle boyfriend. Instead—
—squeeze.
"Garam's a pervert who likes getting treated rough, huh?"
For her, the right boyfriend was gentle by day and rough at night. Saying it out loud was a little embarrassing, but that was the point.
"Y-Yeees…♥ Garam's a pervert…♥"
So she really was the type who liked rough handling. Her romantic ideal might have been a prince, but her private fantasy material was the northern grand duke from a romance fantasy—the kind of man who was tender in public and animalistic in bed. She'd even dipped into male-oriented adult content from time to time.
The way she answered—shy, yet somehow pleased—as he gripped her breast hard only cemented his read.
Taejin grinned.
"Then from now on, I'm going a little harder."
"What do you me—hiiit♥♥?!!"
—thud♥
The words were barely out before his cock drove deep against her cervix and her voice cut off completely.
More precisely—
H-Hiiit…♥ S-Suddenly so deep inside…♥♥!
—the sudden deep thrust short-circuited her thoughts. The faint pain she'd been riding through sex vanished in an instant, replaced by full-body trembling as pleasure flooded her.
And Taejin, watching her, didn't slow down in the slightest.
She can't be this wrecked already.
He shifted position and moved even rougher. The hands that had been cradling her head and cupping her breasts left her chest entirely and settled on her waist. Whether it was the streamer lifestyle or the Hunter physique, Garam's slender waist fit perfectly in his grip.
Fit for what?
Obviously—
Grind────♥!!
—as a handle to hold while he worked his hips.
"〰〰〰〰〰〰♥♥♥?!!!"
The sudden violent piston left Garam unable to form a single word. Her back arched like a drawn bow. And of course Taejin didn't stop—he only drove harder.
────Slap♥♥!!────Slap♥♥!!────Slap♥♥!!
With every brutal thrust, Garam's breasts bounced wildly into his line of sight. Her eyes, drowned in pleasure and bliss, met his. Looking into them, Taejin recalled every document and community post he'd ever read about Choi Garam.
"Kkeuheuut♥♥! His cock keeps pressing into my baby room…♥! I-I think I'm going weird…♥♥♥!! Hyaaaang♥♥!!"
Lie. She looked like she loved dirty talk more than anyone.
"That pure little face of yours, spitting out filth like a total pervert?"
"But…♥ It just feels too good…♥ B-Because Oppa feels so good… aheung♥♥!"
Wrong. She was perfectly fluent in dirty talk. She just didn't like hearing it from strangers—only from someone she'd opened her heart to.
That virginity? I took it.
Not only had he taken her virginity—she was clinging to him, putting on a show. A base, petty sense of superiority rose in him unbidden. Taking the virginity of a woman no one else could touch, then getting to see a side of her no one else ever would—anyone would feel this way. And so his hips worked with particular force. The low, ugly thrill of holding a woman the rest of the world wanted kept pumping strength into his body.
"Harder, do it harder…♥♥ Mess up my head completely…♥ Kkeuhaaaang♥♥♥!!"
Garam had only just lost her virginity, but a woman's instinct told her that talking like this would please him. She poured out the spicy lines her viewers used to throw at her, cooing and teasing. What little reason Taejin had left snapped clean.
He released her waist, hooked his arms under her thighs, and flipped them—himself on top, Garam underneath.
At first she only wondered why he was changing positions. Then she understood exactly what he intended.
N-No way… is this…
A mating press?
Her suspicion was correct. Half-pinning her down, Taejin started driving his hips like he meant to smash straight through her.
Thud───♥!! Thud───♥!! Thud───♥!!
Rough enough to crush her womb flat. Under that assault, Garam couldn't resist at all.
No—more precisely—
This…♥ I didn't know about this…♥
—the act was so brain-meltingly intense she couldn't even form the idea of resisting. Her usual masturbation had been stress relief and urge management. What Oppa Taejin was doing now was pure animal: pinning the woman beneath him and fucking her like he meant to impregnate her. Faced with that raw, desire-first motion, her strength drained away without her noticing.
And Taejin, who had been working her body harder than anyone, knew it perfectly well.
Her body moves so easily now.
With his enhanced strength he held her limp frame steady and drove even harder.
"Nnghoook♥♥!!!"
Pleasure half-eroded Garam's mind. She couldn't form proper words—only ragged, gasping breaths. Taejin himself was being driven to the edge by the violence of it. He told her so.
"Kkh—I'm cumming. Garam!"
"Yeeees…♥ Inside, fill me… fill me inside♥ Please cum inside meee♥♥♥!!"
The girl who hadn't been able to speak a moment ago wrenched the words out of her throat. A beat later—
Thud─♥
—he buried his cock to the hilt on the brink of climax and—
"I'm cumming!"
—Brrrrrr!!! Brrrrt! Brrrrrp!!!
—unloaded into her. Technically into the condom still wrapped around him, but—
"Hikkeuuuk♥♥♥?!!"
Hiiit…♥ It's so hot inside my belly…♥♥?!!
—for someone having sex for the first time today, that alone was more than enough stimulation.
—Fwoooosh!! Fwoosh! Fshiiit!!
She came again without meaning to, squirting hard.
Hikk! I-I'm cummiiing!!
Her whole body shuddered through it. Even then his cock kept pumping semen into the condom—
Gush~♥ Gush~♥ Gush~♥ Gush~♥
—until at last, like a faucet shut off, nothing more came out.
Feeling that final stillness, Taejin carefully lowered the thighs he'd been holding and eased his cock free.
Need to swap the condom…
But when he pulled out, the condom—stretched tight and full—refused to come with him.
Hmm. Did I cum too much? It's stuck.
He worked his hips carefully for a moment.
—Pop!
His cock slipped free with a wet bubble of air, leaving the swollen condom behind inside her. The problem was what came next: the overstuffed condom, still lodged in her pussy, immediately—
—drip.
—began leaking semen from the hole his cock had just vacated.
Faced with that brutal visual, Taejin swallowed hard and thought, almost helplessly:
Ah. I'm hard again.
As a man, there was simply nothing he could do about it.