Service
Ha. Honestly, until yesterday I never could have imagined a sight this unreal unfolding in my life.
Between my legs as I sat propped against a pillow, Nayeon knelt meekly, completely naked. She carefully wrapped both hands around my cock, still glistening with the cum and her own juices I'd spilled moments ago, then shyly pressed her lips to the tip like a kiss.
Mwah.
That one light kiss was enough to make my cock, already half-softened after coming, pulse back to life and lift its head again.
Suck it. I'll fuck you one more time.
That one short, rough command was all it took. After flushing red to the tips of her ears and hesitating for a moment, Nayeon soon crept down between my legs on her own.
Under the drowsy afternoon sunlight streaming through the window, her porcelain skin glowed until it was almost blinding. Her cheeks were still flushed deep red from the long round of after-kisses we'd just shared. And yet, for all the way we'd defiled her down to her very core, her face somehow still looked utterly pristine. That contradiction fed a man's hunger for conquest relentlessly.
Sluuurp.
Warm, viscous saliva trickled from the seam of her lips and slid down the thick shaft. Then her soft, hot mouth engulfed the tip without a moment's hesitation.
Shlooooop.
"Ngh...!"
When her tongue coiled around the tip, still razor-sensitive from the orgasm seconds ago, a crackling current shot straight up my spine.
This was... far more vicious than I'd imagined.
It was a pleasure of an entirely different character from being buried inside her. If being inside her meant her scorching inner flesh clamping down on my cock and chewing at it with crushing pressure, then this was like a ticklish torture—soft, bumpy living silk relentlessly licking and toying with the entire length.
Lick, shloop... Slk, slurp.
Nayeon worked her tongue with the filthiest sounds, licking up every last trace of dried cum from corner to corner. And even as she did, she'd steal little glances upward to study my expression.
It wasn't mere seductiveness. It was a careful, searching look—checking whether I was truly enjoying myself, whether her service pleased me.
When I deigned to stroke her blonde hair lightly, as if to say good girl, only then did Nayeon relax, and her tongue traveled down along the thick vein that bulged there. Before I knew it, her nose was buried at the base, and she'd begun gently rolling my heavy balls with her tongue.
Lick, suck... Hah, shloop.
"Ghhhhhk...!"
The moment my hips shuddered at the unfamiliar stimulus I'd never felt before, she seized on that reaction without missing a beat—taking one of them entirely into her mouth and sucking hard, drawing her cheeks in.
Slurp, shloop... Slk, hah... shlooooop.
"Ngh...!"
This girl is seriously going to drive me insane.
Little gestures like these were Nayeon's most devastating charm.
When I'd fumbled through my hopelessly clumsy first kiss, she'd accepted my tongue without a word of complaint. During foreplay, she'd twisted her body into the perfect angle for my hands before I even touched her. While secretly guiding me so this clueless virgin wouldn't panic, in bed she'd fill my ego to bursting with screams and cries that screamed my masculinity up to its absolute limit.
Beneath every single action lay an instinctive attentiveness and consideration for her partner, as natural as breathing. Was that her clever Seoul university brain put to use in this particular direction, or simply a habit ground into her through years of dating?
It was the complete opposite of that terrifying first meeting, when she'd slapped me across the face without warning.
Gulk, slk, shlooooop... Slurrrp.
At some point she'd climbed back up the shaft, and now she took my cock as deep into her mouth as it would go and sucked with loud, wet gulps. All the while, those big eyes of hers kept darting up at me, as if seeking confirmation.
"Ghhk...!"
Gulk, shloop, hah... slurrrp, mmph.
Granted, my size had shrunk a little since coming just moments ago, but my natural proportions were so overwhelming that her small mouth still couldn't swallow it all. Even so, Nayeon gasped and strained with her jaw hanging nearly dislocated, trying somehow to force my shaft all the way down into her throat.
The sight of my cock crammed tight between her saliva-soaked lips.
She looked like a creature born for the sole purpose of provoking a man's sadism and hunger for conquest.
And naturally, my mind turned to the bastard who'd monopolized this ultimate woman for sixteen whole years.
Slurp, mmph... Hah, slurrrp, mph.
"Did you suck his cock like this too?"
"Slk... slk...? ...Shloop, hah..."
Her eyes wavered for an instant. When she froze with my cock still in her mouth, I pinched her chin lightly and pressed.
"Answer me. Tell the truth and I won't get mad."
Interrogated so abruptly, with her tongue locked in place around my cock, Nayeon slurred out her answer.
"Hah... o-only, when he was... sh-smelling like a shkunk... a few times... slurp, hah... f-for, forrmal occasions..."
"Really~? Is that so?"
"Slk... we alwaysh turned the lightsh off before, doing it... hah... slk-slk..."
"Why'd you turn the lights off?"
"Because... slurp! I was em, shlk... embarrassed... hng, hah..."
"So did you swallow his cum too?"
"Slk...! N-no... hmp, he came on... hah... a tissue... slurrrp."
"No mouth-cleaning afterward?"
"Slk...! If I did, slurp! he'd wash it right away, so I... couldn't... slurrrp."
Maybe she'd caught the jealousy and possessiveness seeping into my voice, because she was panting out secrets I hadn't even asked about.
Which meant... I was the first person ever to watch her kneel like this and dutifully suck cock in broad daylight. On top of that, that bastard had never even fed her his cum once—had never even received a cleaning blowjob—from a woman who lapped up cum residue this greedily.
Park Suhyun, a man whose face I didn't even know. What a genuinely bizarre guy. Sixteen years of dating, and what on earth had he been doing with a woman who'd obediently do all of this if asked?
Slurp, shlurp... slurp, mmph... hah, slurrrp!
My jealous questioning had apparently flipped some kind of taboo switch inside her.
Nayeon's tonguework turned visibly more frenzied, and the cheeks that kept darting glances at my face now burned with a far deeper flush than before. Maybe the sheer depravity of holding another man's cock in her mouth while talking about her lover did something to her.
"Hah... st-stop, I mean... pull it out... hah..."
When she finally released her lips after squeezing them around me for so long, a sticky silver thread stretched between her mouth and my cockhead. Her jaw muscles had gone slack, and a nasal whimper leaked out between her ragged breaths.
My cock stood rigid and furious again, veins straining like it was about to burst.
Truthfully, the urge rose up my throat to bury myself deep and dump load after load of the cum that bastard Suhyun had never once been fed... but I decided to save that for later.
I reached out and gave her wet chin a little tug.
"Come up here."
"Hah... yes, hah..."
She crawled up obediently, as if she'd been waiting for her master's command. That blind devotion only made me want to trample her harder.
"Then shall we try the position you two use all the time?"
"...!"
Especially when she hesitated like that, wearing an expression drowning in guilt.
But she couldn't refuse.
"Th-then lie down."
Nayeon laid me back on the bed and carefully climbed astride my crotch. My cock, swollen back to full glory, reached all the way to her navel. After biting her lower lip for a moment, as if freshly reminded of its length, she knelt over me and raised her hips, about to line up the tip—
—when I grabbed her waist with both hands, yanked her up, and slammed her down in one motion.
SLAM!
"Haaaaaahh―!"
Split to the hilt in a single stroke, Nayeon thrashed her hips and burst into a scream. But unlike our first penetration, she recovered her composure quickly, bracing herself on my shoulders and panting.
"Hah... I-I told you not to just shove it in like that... mmph!"
She shot me a cute, teary-eyed glare in protest—but how was I supposed to hold back?
Apparently loving the huge, alien fullness packed inside her again, she whispered in a thoroughly melted, languid voice.
"Hahh... y-you can stay still. Hah, I'll do the moving..."
She'd service me of her own accord? No reason in the world to refuse. Nayeon rocked her hips carefully at first, then gradually picked up speed until she was bouncing on me in a steady rhythm.
"Haaang! ...Haang! Hahh... hah!"
"Ngh... ghk..."
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Lying back and being serviced felt pretty damn thrilling in its own right.
The feel of her warm, tight velvet walls grinding against me was maddeningly good, but it was the sight of her—rolling her hips in slow circles, slamming herself down ferociously, screaming like her body was begging for mine—that filled me with an endless sense of superiority.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Honestly, setting aside all those feelings entirely, the visual pleasure above all was beyond imagination.
Bounce! Bounce!
God, look at those tits.
Seriously, those breasts are unbelievable.
I grabbed the pair of them violently with both hands as they swung before my eyes, then pinched the swell of her swollen nipples hard between my thumbs and forefingers, twisting.
"Haaaaaaaang―!"
With a tearing shriek, Nayeon collapsed forward onto my chest.
Then, unable to contain the pleasure, she showered kisses on me with her panting breath.
Slurp, shloop. Hah... slk.
Even with our lips tangled together, the pistoning below never stopped.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ngh... did you do it like this with him every time too?"
"Mmhm, hng...! Almost... always like this... hng."
The reason she moaned with that mixture of pleasure and pain was that I was still kneading her plentiful tits without mercy.
"Who do you like more? Me, or him?"
"Th-that's...! Haah...! You...! I like you more!"
And here she'd been holding back her words earlier, tears streaming down her face. So once she admits it once, this is how loose her mouth gets?
Rewarding her thoroughly satisfying answer, I gripped the hips of the girl collapsed on top of me and bounced her up with a smack, smack.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"How much? Why do you like me more than him? Tell me!"
"B-because...! Haah...! I-it's...! Haang...!"
"Answer properly!"
Since her answer was late, I twisted her nipples without a shred of mercy. Her inner walls clamped down tight, and her eyes rolled back white.
"Haang...! You're so much bigger...! Haah, you're stronger...! Your body's so solid... hng!"
"There's more, isn't there! That's not the real reason and you know it!"
"Haah! Your cock...! It's so much bigger and harder! It fills me up so much! Haang...!"
That's right! Not small at all!!!!
Sure, he was still the only point of comparison, but confidence surged from the bottom of my chest and tore my grin wide open. As if to repay her, I drove my hips up even more ferociously.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Haaang! So good, it feels so good! It reaches so deep, all the way to my womb! I feel like I'm losing my mind...! Haaang!"
By now she hung completely draped over my chest, and I gripped her panting hips tight, fucking up into her roughly like I was working a fleshlight.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Hhaang! St-stop! Too! Rough... mmph!"
"Stop? Stop fucking you? Should I pull out?"
I deliberately slowed my hips to a crawl. Nayeon immediately ground her waist against me and begged.
"Hng, n-no... keep fucking me...! With that huge thing, all the way to the end...!"
"With whose cock? Bigger than whose?"
"...!"
"If you don't say it fast, I'm pulling out right now. Say it!"
"Hng, S-Suhyun...! With a cock so much bigger and mightier than Suhyun's...! With that hard cock that wipes my mind blank when it pounds into me! Fuck me senseless...!"
Throb, throb.
The moment that depravity-drenched answer left her lips, a ferocious sprint followed.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Throb. Throb. Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Haaang!! Haah! Haaang!"
"Ngh...! Ghk!"
Nayeon's filthy answer was so stimulating that the climax came rushing in earlier than I'd expected.
I thought about holding it in—but no. I announced it loud and proud.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Haaang!! Haah! Mmm! Haaang―!"
"Ngh...! I'm gonna cum, so hold still!"
"Haah! Yes...! Hah, cum inside me...! Fill me up...!"
Slap! Slap! Slap―――!! Splurt, spuuurt―!
Through her clenched walls, hot cum erupted nonstop toward the mouth of her womb.
Ha. So this is paradise.
I slowly released my grip on her hips and stretched out across the bed, limbs splayed wide.
She, too, collapsed flat onto my chest still joined with me, gasping for breath before pressing her lips softly to mine.
Slurp, hah... slk.
After a short, sweet round of after-kisses, Nayeon smiled with hazy, unfocused eyes and whispered.
"Mmmh... I felt so, so good. Truly the best..."
And then, as if rewarding a job well done, she gently swept the sweat-damp hair from my forehead with slender fingers. I felt like a child being praised by his mother.
"Really?"
"Yes... really, it felt so good... I'm so full I'm happy."
Her hand still stroking my hair. So this is what city girls call aftercare.
Truly, a remarkable woman.
I didn't want to let her go like this. For a while we lay tangled together in the nude, trading soft kisses that tickled each other's skin as time drifted by.
"N-not there, it's dirty... hehe."
When I kissed and suckled at her armpit like I was tickling it, she writhed and squirmed away. She smelled of nothing but soap and shampoo—what on earth was dirty about her?
Small talk drifted between us in the gaps. Not that "daily life" amounted to much when I was rotting away in this hick village with zero interesting episodes to share—mostly it was Nayeon chattering away about university life in Seoul and her friends while I nodded along.
And in the middle of that drowsy conversation, one realization dawned on me.
Nayeon seemed to perceive her current situation as her betraying her boyfriend and cheating on him.
The sex itself, fine—that had followed the common sense alteration's rules. But from the moment she'd panted under my overwhelming physique and admitted with her own mouth, I like you more than my boyfriend, she seemed convinced she'd shattered those rational rules of her own will and cheated like an animal, and she'd sunk into the thick, heady depravity of that belief.
The crushing guilt of believing you fell all on your own. And the depravity that blooms from it.
It was unquestionably me, wielding the common sense alteration, who trampled her proud rationality and forcibly defiled her—and yet Nayeon herself believed she'd surrendered to pleasure by her own choice and fallen, drowning in a swamp of guilt.
I felt a whisker of apology for saddling such a good girl with such a heavy burden of the heart... but what could I do? That's what common sense alteration is. I was a bad guy from the start. Honestly, reviving the village was a pretext—ninety percent of it was pure selfish lust: wanting to shed my twenty-three years of virginity and devour a beauty like this.
Still, I'd done it once now. I could die farming this field with no regrets.
But unlike the post-nut serenity in my head, my lower half was demonstrating that I'm not dead yet, reviving with terrifying vigor even in the middle of this sweet, platonic(?) lovey-dovey time.
Feeling something hard and huge press against her thigh, she glanced down and blinked her eyes wide.
"...Huh? It's... it's standing again...?"
"Then put it to sleep. You're the one who got it up."
"...Doesn't it hurt? After spilling all that... can you really go again? Are you sure it doesn't hurt..."
In place of an answer, I pressed my lips to her ear and whispered low.
"How should you take care of it this time? I'll give you whatever you want, so tell me yourself."
At my demand, Nayeon flushed scarlet and rubbed her thighs together.
But a moment later, the request that slipped from her lips was so debauched it was hard to believe it came from the same coed who'd been chattering about classes just minutes ago.
"L-like at the beginning, hah... spanking my butt, and doing it from behind... hah... hah... hah..."
"From behind? Finish the sentence."
"Fuck me! Hard...! A-and..."
"Want me to insult you too? You masochist sow. Treat you like a toilet?"
At my filthy degradation, she hung her head low and nodded vigorously.
God, I really couldn't tell if I had any shame left or not.
The pure, innocent creature from moments ago was nowhere to be found—only the eyes of a female surrendering to instinct remained.
Grinning, I sat up in one motion and flipped her back onto all fours like a dog.
As if she'd been waiting for it, Nayeon rubbed her cheek against the pillow and thrust her hips high into the air on her own. Her spread rear, wet pussy on full display, was already trembling faintly with anticipation. After two loads already pumped into her, her insides were a jelly-like mess of cum—there didn't seem to be any need for foreplay at all.
The red handprints on her ass from the earlier slaps were still vivid. One more round of hitting and wouldn't it split open?
But who cared. She'd begged for it with her own mouth, after all.
I took hold of her long ponytail like a handle, wrenched it tight, and drove my shaft into her without hesitation, slamming my hips up roughly. At the same time I raised my other hand high and brought it down on her ass with everything I had.
Slaaap! Slaaap! Smack!
"Haaang! ...Haaah! Ah, hang!"
Smack! Slaaap! Smack!
Today, our Nayeon was going to die properly at least once.