Taming Choi Su-yeon - 2
Taming Choi Su-yeon - 2
It was a sight unimaginable under normal circumstances.
Choi Su-yeon, the arrogant and rude manager who owned a building in Gangnam and wouldn't even dare to make eye contact with a mere part-timer.
That woman who looked down on a dirt-poor convenience store part-timer like me as if I were an insect, was now kneeling between my legs like a dog, panting heavily.
"Hahk... Hheuuu..."
The corners of her eyes were bloodshot red, and her mascara was smeared, mixed with tears.
Her expensive designer knit dress was rolled up to her chest, and her sweat-soaked armpits were clearly visible.
But she had no time to care about such things.
Her entire mind was focused solely on shoving my genital to the very end of her throat.
"Deeper... deeper..."
She tightly gripped my thighs.
Her nails dug into my flesh, but far from being painful, it only heightened the pleasure.
Plunge.
I grabbed her hair and slowly, but surely, thrust my hips forward.
My massive glans forcibly pried open the narrow passage from inside her mouth, past the root of her tongue, and into her esophagus.
"Kehek! Uk, eueuk!"
Her eyes rolled back, revealing the whites.
The pain of suffocation. The reflex to gag and vomit rising up.
But she didn't turn her head away. Instead, she wrapped both hands around my buttocks and pulled me in deeper.
Gulp, gulp.
The muscles of her throat desperately constricted and writhed around the shaft of my genital.
As if alive, her instinct to expel the foreign object and her desire to receive the male's seed were fiercely battling.
The warm, mucous-like inner wall of her esophagus tightly clamped down on the tip of my glans and wouldn't let go.
'This rude bitch... who knew she could suck this well.'
I bit my lip in pleasure.
The arrogant old maid with all her money had lost her reason and turned into a beast, all because of a single dick.
Her Adam's apple repeatedly bulged out and receded, shaped by my genital.
Each time, a mixture of transparent saliva and gastric juices streamed down from the corner of her mouth, soaking my groin profusely.
"Chuuuup! Sslop! Haa... haa..."
She momentarily detached her mouth and took ragged breaths.
Saliva stretched stickily, forming silvery threads.
"Master... it's too big... I feel like my throat will tear..."
She looked up at me, tears dripping down.
But the look in her eyes was still ravenous.
"But... it feels so good... the feeling of being so full... I think I'll go crazy..."
"Yeah? Our rich manager, who eats expensive meals all the time, has cheap tastes? You like a dick like this that much?"
I sneered and tapped her cheek.
Su-yeon rubbed her face against my hand, panting.
"Yes... I like it... It's something money can't buy... A real dick you couldn't get even with ten Gangnam apartments... Please cum... Here, all the way to the end of my throat..."
She opened her mouth again.
This time, she stuck her tongue out long and licked up the pre-ejaculate fluid gathered at the tip of my urethral opening.
Lick.
"It's fishy... the smell of night flowers... the real smell of a male..."
With an expression of ecstasy, she licked meticulously from the underside of my testicles up along the shaft.
Like a child savoring candy, but her gaze was as greedy as a lioness eyeing her prey.
"In here... there must be real sperm, right? The living, wriggling tadpoles..."
Her finger pressed firmly against my perineum.
A sharp stimulation struck my prostate.
"Just imagining it makes my womb tremble... I want to get pregnant... I want my belly to swell..."
As if she couldn't hold back any longer, she tried to climb onto my thighs.
Her legs, encased in stockings, wrapped around my waist.
"Put it in me... Into my pussy... Pierce me all the way to the entrance of my womb with this big, hard thing... Please..."
Her plea was desperate.
The bare face of a 30-year-old old maid, having discarded money, honor, and pride, begging only to become a receptacle for seed.
I tightly grabbed her buttocks.
Explosive elasticity.
Now it was time to ravage this luscious body to my heart's content.
"Alright, I'll put it in you as you wish. You bitch in heat."
I lifted her waist with both arms.
Su-yeon was lifted up like a light feather and sat facing me on my lap.
Between her already thoroughly soaked panty stockings, through the parted slit, the reddened, engorged entrance to her vagina was visible.
Her love juices were trickling down, wetting my thighs.
"Haa... Hheuu..."
She frantically wriggled her hips, searching for the tip of my genital.
A blind, instinctive gesture to aim it herself.
I supported her buttocks and pressed my massive glans against the entrance of her vagina.
Plunge.
"Aaahk! Eueuk!"
It wasn't a simple insertion.
Breaking through the narrow, dry three-year gap, the massive pillar of flesh forcibly carved a path as it entered.
The sensation of each and every fold of her vaginal walls screaming as they stretched.
The tight, constricting pressure made my breath catch in my throat.
"It's in... Really... It's really in..."
Su-yeon wrapped her arms around my neck with an expression mixed with pain and ecstasy.
I roughly covered her lips.
Chuup, sslop!
Saliva mixed and tongues tangled.
As we explored each other's breath, I slipped my hand inside her knit dress.
I tightly grabbed the ample breasts that threatened to spill over the bra cups.
"Hheum! Eueueu!"
Soft flesh squeezed out between my fingers.
When I twisted the hardened nipples with my thumbs, her back arched like a bow.
I detached my lips and licked down from her collarbone to her sternum.
Lick.
"Aahng! There... that spot is sensitive...!"
I pulled down her bra and swallowed one of the red, erect nipples whole.
Sucking on it until it made chuck chuck sounds, I simultaneously began thrusting my hips upward.
Squelch! Thump! Squish.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the sticky sound of love juices resonated rawly.
It was my first time having sex.
I was a virgin, but instinct taught me.
How to break this woman.
How to reach the deepest place.
"Does it feel good? Huh? Manager, is a part-timer's dick that tasty?"
"Yes... Hheuk! It's so big... It's reaching my womb... Eung!"
I tightly grabbed her buttocks and thrust in deeper, harder.
Each time my genital went in and out, her vaginal entrance was pulled out with it, revealing the red inner flesh.
Squish, squelch.
The sound of mucous membranes sticking and separating lingered in my ears.
It was hot, wet, and tightened around me maddeningly.
So this is sex. This is what it means to be alive.
"I want to get pregnant... I want to get pregnant... Jun-nim... Please cum in me..."
Su-yeon's pupils were dilated.
She clung to me, leaving scratch marks on my shoulders.
The inner walls of her vagina gripped and stretched my genital like thousands of tiny mouths.
As if determined not to miss a single drop of semen.
"Take it. Take it all."
I pulled her waist tightly against me, making us flush.
My pubic bone slammed against her mons pubis with a thud.
The deepest place. I buried my glans at the very end of her cervix.
Thump.
My testicles contracted as the urge to ejaculate exploded.
A thrill shooting up my spine struck my brain.
"Eueueuk!!"
My body convulsed, and hot liquid spurted out from the tip of my urethra.
Bleurgh! Blurgh! Splurt!
The hot liquid bursting from the tip of my urethra struck Su-yeon's cervix head-on.
It was an ejaculation as powerful as being shot from a high-pressure hose.
The 'real life-giving water' that had been stored up for three years—no, that all of humanity so desperately craved—poured into her parched womb like a waterfall.
"Kyaaaaaaaahk―!!"
Su-yeon let out not a scream, but a shriek as if her soul were being torn apart.
It wasn't simple pleasure.
The moment my semen touched her vaginal mucosa and soaked her uterine lining, it seemed like a strange chemical reaction occurred inside her body.
'It's hot... It feels like it's burning...'
The inner walls of her vagina convulsed madly, squeezing my genital.
The wriggling entrance to her womb, like a living creature, snapped open and shut, desperately trying to suck in every single drop of the pouring semen without missing any.
Her lower abdomen visibly bulged out in lumps.
"Hheueuk... This is weird... My head... my head is melting..."
Su-yeon's pupils dilated, losing focus.
It was as if I could hear the sound of her nervous system being rewired.
The sensation of my semen, carrying my genes, spreading throughout her body via her bloodstream.
The ego of the once arrogant 'Manager Choi Su-yeon' was shattered into pieces, and in its place, a new instinct solely of being 'Kim Jun's female' was filling the void.
Squish. Gulp.
From the gap between my genital and her vagina, white semen and transparent love juices that couldn't be fully contained bubbled up and overflowed, mixed with foam.
The sticky liquids ran down our thighs and dripped plop plop onto the chair seat.
The fishy smell of night flowers, the sweet musk, and the strangely addictive scent of pheromones filled the cramped convenience store air.
"Master... Master's seed... It's warm..."
She murmured, her head tilted back, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Uncontrolled saliva stretched like threads from the corner of her mouth, and her tear-streaked face held a strange mix of happiness and confusion.
As if she couldn't tell whether the words she just uttered were her own will, or commanded by the hot liquid now filling her body.
I took a rough breath, still feeling my genital embedded inside her.
Far from shrinking after ejaculation, it wouldn't come out because her vaginal walls were gripping it so tightly.
As if a fetus were holding onto the umbilical cord and wouldn't let go, her womb trembled violently, cradling my essence.
"Ah... This is weird. My belly feels heavy... but it feels so good..."
Su-yeon clutched her lower abdomen.
My semen was seeping into her uterine lining, stimulating her nervous system.
It wasn't complete brainwashing. But it sounded like a powerful biological shackle was being fastened.
Her reason was screaming, 'This is wrong, I'm the manager,' but her instinct was whispering, 'Give me more, fill me more, I can't live without this male.'
"Now... we are one..."
She whispered, burying her face in my shoulder.
Her voice no longer held any arrogance or commanding tone.
It was like the cry of a newborn beast, craving its master's warmth.
"My womb... is full of Jun-nim's semen... I think... I think I've gotten pregnant..."
She tightly hugged my back.
Her nails dug into my flesh, but it wasn't an attack.
It was a seal of ownership transfer, a vow never to be separated.
Her pupils wavered, as if trying to find focus for a moment.
"Why... why am I like this? Jun-ah... no, Jun-nim... You'll... you'll stay inside me, won't you?"
She asked, seeming afraid.
Her expression was one of fear that the moment my genital pulled out, this ecstatic feeling of fullness would disappear.