Hunt, and Predation (4)
I'd touched Hui.
And not lightly — I'd touched her hard. Devastatingly hard.
The lewd scent hanging in the air was so thick it made me dizzy.
"I'm fucked…."
The climax had lasted over a minute. The satisfaction had been enormous — and the crash that followed was just as brutal.
What the hell did I just do?
When I'd been drinking at the inn, when I'd first walked into this room… even when I'd first laid eyes on Wolbaek's naked body — sex hadn't even crossed my mind.
I'd wanted to touch her, sure. Wanted to caress that lush, full figure of hers…
…though wanting that and claiming I hadn't wanted sex was, admittedly, a bit of a stretch.
Still.
I hadn't wanted things to go this deep. That much was genuine. What I'd wanted was an interview — the same kind of thing I'd done with Mokhwa. Not this kind of raw, violent coupling….
"Young Masteeer… nnngh… my looord… ❤️"
Just look at her.
Wolbaek sprawled limp across the floor, arms too weak even to prop herself up. My semen painted over her like sauce. And she wasn't even trying to wipe it off — just trembling all over every time she caught a whiff of that night-blooming scent, like a bitch in heat.
"……Hah!"
Get a grip!!
She's not a bitch!!
She's Wolbaek — Ilhui Wolbaek!
The woman who'd carried me on her back through the Secret Garden when I was little. Who'd washed my scraped palms and dabbed ointment on them and soothed me when I fell. Who'd sung me lullabies in that oriole voice of hers when I couldn't sleep. Who'd snuck sweets and snacks into her clothes and slipped them to me in secret.
That Wolbaek.
And I'd…
……I'd fucked a woman like that?
"……Hah!!"
You absolute lunatic!!!
And why is that fact turning you on even more?!
Do you have any idea what happens if Mother finds out about this? You'd better be ready to lose an arm or a leg!!
…Right.
Damage control first. Absolute priority.
I finally managed to pull my head together and approached Wolbaek, who was just now slowly pushing herself up.
"Ah… Young Master… ❤️"
"Wolbaek noona. About what happened today…."
"You enjoyed it this much…."
With dazed eyes, she wiped the semen from her lashes with the back of her hand. She stared at what was smeared across her skin…
And licked it.
"…."
"Mmm… ❤️ Fishy… and salty…."
"…Ahem. Noona. The things I mentioned earlier, too…."
"Sooo good… ❤️"
…Those unfocused eyes. That inviting smile. Wolbaek's heavy breasts, narrow waist, and the space between her thighs — all slick with sweat and semen and her own juices. The tongue dragging across the back of her hand. My cum flung wild through her tangled hair.
Enough time had passed since I'd emptied everything out. The engine was turning over again.
Atop the landfill where I'd dumped a lifetime's worth of lust, a single, exquisitely beautiful flower had bloomed.
And from that bud… a filthy scent poured out thick enough to choke on.
"My lord's… cock… ❤️"
If the original lecher of creation had a face, it would look like this.
She crawled toward me on all fours — slow, feline, sinuous. Something like fear even stirred at the sight. The same primal dread I'd felt six years ago, when she'd sat me on her thigh and wrapped her legs around me.
"All this time… you've only been tormenting my pussy…."
"Wolbaek—"
"That's not fair… mm, it's not fair at all ❤️"
Something caught behind my knees with a soft thud. The bed. I took another step back trying to retreat from the Wolbaek still closing in, and my knees buckled — I dropped hard onto the edge of the mattress.
"Noona… noona…??"
"So this time, I'm going to make you feel good… so good your hips give out… ❤️"
"I-Ilhui, Wolbaek!!"
—Squeeze!
"Nngh?!"
"…Don't call me Ilhui."
She'd already reached the space between my legs and seized my cock in a hard grip. It had already been standing rigid — and with that added pressure, the head swelled tight and taut.
Stroke— stroke—
Eyes locked on it, Wolbaek slowly caressed from the tip all the way down to the root. She laughed — a soft little heh.
That look in her eyes was pure predator. A hunter licking its chops over prey.
"…Such a dirty smell ❤️"
"Ugh, nngh…!"
"Young Master… hehe. Crying like a little girl… ❤️"
"Stop… noona, you can't do this…!!"
"Quiet for a second…. I'm going to make you feel good, aren't I ❤️"
Slurp… ❤️
—Haa…… haah.
"Nnngh…."
"Hup… schlup, chup, shluuup…."
Wolbaek left a long, marking kiss on the head of my cock — then, the way a snake swallows an egg, began working it into her mouth little by little.
Just the tip at first.
That flushed, burning head appeared and vanished with nothing but the motion of her neck — out into the air, back into her, out again. The way I'd kept my tongue pressed to her entrance without ever pulling away, her lips stayed sealed around the head of my cock.
"Does it… feel good? ❤️"
"Where did you… learn…!!"
Shluup— schlup….
Wolbaek suddenly stopped and looked up at me. A mischievous expression crossed her face — and she opened her mouth wide to show me.
…Bleh—
Then she smiled, eyes narrowed to crescent moons locked on mine, and pushed the tip of her tongue straight into the slit of my cock.
"Haaah…!"
Wolbaek's long tongue writhed like a snake, scooping out the inside. Gripping the base of my cock, she shifted it in tiny increments, hunting for the angle that would let her tongue go deepest.
When her tongue reached about halfway into the head, my hips genuinely started shaking.
"Bleh, hup… heh…."
Looking almost disappointed she couldn't go further, Wolbaek pulled her tongue free and lapped wildly over the head. She gazed with open satisfaction at the tip gleaming with her spit — then took it into her mouth again and began working the underside with her tongue.
"Aaugh… haah…."
"Heheh, doesh it feel good?"
Of course it fucking does!!
I wanted to shout it — but that wasn't the point right now. This was supposed to be the moment I talked to her seriously. The things I needed to say, the warnings I needed to give, the plan going forward. But our lust kept pushing that timing further and further back.
And all the while, her head kept diligently working lower. Deeper. My cock was vanishing from view, bit by bit.
Shlup, chup, shluup, shluuuup….
"Nngh…."
Sliiiide—
"Haaah……!!"
"……❤️❤️"
Wolbaek had been bobbing, swallowing half my cock and pulling back, over and over — until something seemed to harden in her resolve. She sealed her lips around the tip, sucked hard enough to hollow her cheeks, drew in a breath…
And drove her face all the way down to the deepest point of my groin.
My cock — long enough to shove against Wolbaek's womb — disappeared completely into her mouth.
It was agony.
I couldn't breathe.
I'd expected it — but my lord's cock was thicker, longer, and hotter in its pulse than anything I'd ever seen. For that brief moment, I could feel every inch of it as it reached the back of my throat.
The head scraped along the roof of my mouth with a wet drag, then stabbed into the soft tissue of my soft palate. Something tried to come back up and I flinched — but in that instant, the only answer was to push it all the way in at once, hard enough that the thought couldn't form.
The head slipped off the soft palate, bent its angle, and forced its way into the narrow passage of my throat, stretching it open.
The place air passes when you breathe. The place saliva goes when you swallow….
Past that. Past it again…
Until it reached the hollow between my collarbones — a depth no shaft had ever touched before.
"Haaah…. Huk, aahk…."
Ulp, uugh—
I was going to throw up. I lifted my head a fraction, retreating just far enough that I could breathe through my nose.
Looking up, my lord's expression was worth every second of it.
That beautifully contorted face — right on the edge of coming undone. The deeper I buried my head, the more desperate he looked.
I touched the lower part of my own throat with my hand. That smooth neckline I'd always been proud of… and inside the esophagus beneath it, my lord's cock sat heavy and solid.
…My legs, crouched beneath me, were shaking.
Something hot was running down my thighs.
Just a little more.
Just a little more and I'd get to see his face drowned in pleasure.
I pushed my face closer, closer, toward his lower belly….
Urgh, uk, eulp….
…Uuuurgh!!
The moment his cock twitched and jabbed the back wall of my esophagus — I really was going to vomit. I yanked him out of my mouth in a panic.
And the wet pah that left my lips in that instant — why did it sound so filthy? The sticky strand of saliva stretching from the tip of his cock to my mouth — why was it so arousing….
I couldn't breathe properly. My head was fogged… blank.
But I couldn't stop here.
My lower belly was throbbing, aching. I wanted my lord to feel even better. I wanted him, in the end, to empty that seed into my stomach.
I took a few deep breaths and took his cock into my mouth again.
And in that moment—
"Kyaah…?!!"
"Stop, stop…!!"
My hair was seized in a rough grip. My neck snapped back, and I couldn't get anywhere near his cock.
"Cock… cock, Young Master's… cock… ❤️"
"What's wrong with you, noona! You weren't like this before!"
"Before…??"
"Yes! You've gone far enough! We need to talk about Uncheong — now!"
Uncheong?
…Ah. That.
…We could talk about that anytime.
But his cock?
Once that cock went back inside his clothes — when would I ever get to taste it again?
"Jin Yu, you made me like this… ❤️"
"…."
"Night work — you said you liked it, didn't you ❤️ Jin Yu… doesn't it feel good…?"
"Well… of course it felt good, but…."
"Then just a little more, okay? I'll swallow better this time… I won't think about choking, or how hard it is, or how much my jaw hurts."
"You're… weird today…."
"It's fine. If I just lower my head a little more… if I just keep it from hitting the top of my throat…."
Wait.
…The top?
"…Aha."
A good idea came to me. I'd never tried it — but the way he'd grabbed my hair just now had given me the hint.
"…Noona, are you going to sleep?"
"Nooo…."
"Then why are you lying on the bed?"
"Watch… ❤️"
I got up and lay across the bed sideways. Then I positioned myself carefully — so the edge of the mattress met the place where my shoulder met my neck.
Like this, my head tipped all the way back — the same way it had when he'd grabbed my hair.
Gulp….
Had the Young Master figured out what I was trying to do? I could hear the excitement and the tremor in the sound of him swallowing.
I relaxed my neck and let my head fall all the way back. Sky and earth flipped. The ceiling was below me. The floor was above.
And there was the Young Master's massive cock, as he rose from his seat.
That monstrous thing that had once curved upward and jabbed into my throat was now curving down.
"Hnn… ❤️"
Why did just looking at it — just imagining it coming inside me — make my heart and my womb tremble like this?
Because I was a pervert? Because I was my lord's bitch?
Whatever the reason, I wanted to see the Young Master desperate because of me. That base, filthy desire helped me cross the last line — lying in this bizarre position.
A vulgar pose, a shameless fantasy that "Ilhui" Wolbaek would never have dared.
"Young Master… ❤️"
And words with no dignity, no refinement — packed full of nothing but lust.
"I'll open Wolbaek's throat-pussy for you… ❤️"
"Haa…."
"Cock… ❤️ Drive it into the deepest place… ❤️❤️"
I opened my mouth as wide as it would go.
And with my tongue stretched long and flat like that — from the root of my tongue straight through to the threshold of my stomach — shaped exactly to my lord's cock…
…my throat-pussy opened.