The Crazy Bitch and Me
“Haa…. Raham-ssi…. How can every single word out of your mouth sound so fucking hot…?”
Han Somang panted heavily as she stared at me.
If someone drew her eyes, they’d be filled with little hearts.
Until just moments ago, we’d been studying the doctrines of Gyeongcheon Church.
The Tree of Sephirot, the ten Sephirot, the Path of the Serpent….
I was struggling to cram all these brand-new terms into my head when Han Somang reached out and stroked my hair.
“I honestly thought you’d just zone out.”
“It’s important stuff, so I have to focus….”
“……♡”
And then all hell broke loose.
I’d paid attention because it was important.
Where the hell was the horny part in that sentence?
I had no fucking clue….
…We’d only met yesterday.
There’d been an unpleasant incident, but somehow we’d worked it out.
Calling it “worked out” was an understatement. We’d slammed our mouths together and rubbed tongues until they were swollen.
Caught up in the heat, we didn’t stop there. We kept mixing our bodies, fucking messily from the moment the sun hung high until it became the moon.
This morning we woke up and showered together. That was when I came once more in Han Somang’s mouth.
I hadn’t kept exact count, but I’d probably blown at least eight loads.
“Haaauu…. Raham-ssi….”
Her hand moved.
It slid past her slim waist, gently pushing down her jeans as it headed deeper.
I couldn’t see what was happening inside, but I knew.
Squish. Squish. Squish.
Her fingers were stirring inside her pussy. The wet sounds of her folds clenching and opening filled the air.
“Uht…. Uhuht…! Huht……!”
Soon I could track the evidence with my eyes. The crotch of her jeans darkened into a deeper shade of blue.
“Ahht! R-Raham-ssi. I-I…!”
“……”
“…I’m wet.”
Yeah. No shit. I already knew.
Soft sounds like “huht…” and “haang…” kept spilling from Han Somang’s lips. Her pink eyes stayed locked on me, staring with intense heat.
A single strand of her long, wavy white hair that reached her waist clung damply to her cheek.
Her flawless, porcelain skin was flushed a rosy red, and her glossy, seductive lips—coated in pink lip balm—perfectly matched her eyes.
The deep V-neck dress beautifully displayed her massive breasts.
But what stood out more than anything was the leather choker wrapped around her straight, elegant neck. Just looking at it made me want to tie a leash to it and force her to crawl on all fours.
Yet instead of turning me on, it felt like it was screaming, I’m going to wring you dry and turn you into a mummy! which honestly terrified me.
No joke. It was genuinely scary.
Scary enough that it felt like staring at the Heavenly Demon bitch who burned me alive in my last life.
Both of them were completely insane. Both felt like something inhuman.
“Huht…! Haaauu…. Raham-ssi…. I really can’t hold back anymore….”
Han Somang twisted her legs, rubbing her thighs together desperately.
This horny fucking bitch. Did she think my balls were some kind of cum vending machine?
I’m not doing it. No—I physically can’t. Nothing’s coming out!
Her left hand, which had been wandering aimlessly, moved to fumble with the buckle of her jeans.
The tips of her slender fingers trembled with excitement, and her occasional body twitches made even simple movements look difficult.
“Ahh…”
She failed twice. On the third try, her body jerked again and I thought she’d fail once more, but she managed to undo it cleanly.
After that, it was all smooth sailing.
The jeans slid down her legs with that signature denim rustle, pooling on the floor.
And the forbidden territory that had been hidden was finally exposed.
Behind the sheer black lace panties, I could see her fingers still moving.
Pink.
It looked slightly darkened through the black fabric, but the pink flesh was unmistakable.
Her arousal was too much for the thin panties to contain. It started dripping down her thighs, racing past her knees, down her calves, and finally transferring from her heels onto the floor.
“Haaaa…. Haaaa…. Haaaa….”
Her hand finally stopped. When she pulled her fingers free, they were absolutely drenched in her juices.
She began breathing hard.
The various emotions in her pink eyes sank away, leaving only raw lust behind.
I’m fucked. Look at her eyes—she’s completely lost it….
Goosebumps prickled across my arms.
…I was seriously at my limit. At this rate, blood might come out instead of cum. For real.
Get it together, Lee Raham!
They say even if a tiger bites you, you can survive if you keep your head.
Yeah! Even if Han Somang’s cunt bites down on me, I can survive if I keep my head!
…Right?
Fuck.
“Haaaa…. Raham-ssi….”
One step.
I took one step back.
“Raham-ssi…. Raham-ssi…! Raham-ssi!!! Why won’t you come to me? You don’t hate me, do you?!”
Her voice was desperate, burning with need.
Two steps.
I took three steps back.
Then she came charging at me with a frantic patter of feet.
“Raham-ssi! Where are you going?! Give me your cock!”
What the hell. Is that something a human being should say?
She wasn’t on drugs. She wasn’t even drunk.
…It had to be a demon. Fuck. A vicious demon had definitely possessed her…!
I dodged Han Somang like a matador evading a bull.
As she slammed on the brakes to stop, I slipped my hands behind her and grabbed her breasts.
It wasn’t on purpose—her tits were just so massive that reaching out meant I’d hit them.
They didn’t just fill my hands; they overflowed.
Way past D-cup. G? Maybe early F…?
Sara had been a G-cup, but these were bigger.
Wow. What the hell had she been eating to grow them this big?
Had she been injected with growth hormones?
While I was thinking that, Han Somang started twitching in my grasp.
“Ahhuht…. More…. Raham-ssi, more…! Touch me more!”
“Calm the fuck down….”
I pulled my hands off her breasts and wrapped my arms around her tightly, pinning her in a hug.
Thump. Thump-thump-thump-thump. Thump-thump-thump. Thump. Thump. Thud. Pit-a-pat. Pit-a-pat.
She’d been hyperventilating, but now she slowly regained control.
“Somang.”
“…Yes.”
“Feeling better now?”
“……”
“……”
“Hic…”
Her body began to tremble faintly.
“……?”
“Hic…. Hic…. Hwaaaaaaaaang…!”
Han Somang started sobbing, then completely broke down into tears.
The cry was mixed with resentment, making it more eerie than pitiful.
Why the hell was she crying?
Come on, no way…?
Even our Somang has limits to her craziness.
There’s no way she’d start bawling just because I wouldn’t give her dick!
“Raham-ssiiii…! You hate me, don’t you? You really hate me, right?”
“No, where is this coming from?”
“Why, why…. Why…! Why!!! Why won’t you give me your cock?”
My mind went blank. Was this shit even real…?
Yesterday, the moment we kissed and headed for the bed, she hadn’t been like this at all.
She’d actually seemed pure.
She’d smiled shyly and said,
“Raham-ssi…. I…. This is my first time….”
She’d confessed she was a virgin.
She wanted to teach her boyfriend the church doctrines.
She wanted to read the Bible together.
She wanted to pray together.
After sharing her bucket list, she’d looked at me and asked,
“You’re my first boyfriend ever, Raham-ssi…. You’ll make my dream come true… right?”
Damn!
She’d been so cute back then.
“Gimme your coooock!!!!”
…And this was supposed to be a virgin?
Han Somang let out a full-throated shout demanding cock.
I was worried the neighbors might have heard. Given the time, I could only hope they’d already left for work….
“Somang. Listen to me for a second.”
“Huuk…. Hic! Huuuk….”
Crying, then screaming, and now hiccups.
It was honestly impressive how many different shades of crazy she could pull off.
“It’s not that I hate you and that’s why I won’t—fuck, I mean—why I won’t have sex with you.”
“Th-then… what is it?! Why! Why can’t we?!”
“Haa….”
I never imagined the day would come when I’d have to explain this out loud.
My face burned red. Fighting the urge to crawl into a hole and disappear, I barely managed to speak.
“Look. A man’s balls aren’t an all-you-can-eat buffet.”
“Liar!”
“Why do you think it’s called semen? Because it’s a limited resource, that’s why.”
“…I-is that true?”
Apparently she took it seriously, because her sobbing stopped.
Thank god. Maybe she’d come back to her senses now?
It was still within the realm of cute. A little annoying, sure, but what could I do? She was throwing herself at me because she liked me.
My mind had been completely shattered before.
I couldn’t do anything when the Heavenly Demon bitch burned my girlfriend Sara alive.
As Sara burned pitch black, her vocal cords scorched so badly her screams came out as broken croaks, and I couldn’t even lift a finger.
It was still vivid in front of my eyes.
My body might have regressed to the past, but my soul still felt trapped back there.
Huu. Still, this girl made it bearable!
I rubbed my cheek against Han Somang’s head.
But she started speaking in a sulky voice.
“You said you can use inner energy….”
“What does that have to do with anything…?”
“You even resisted sleeping pills!”
“That was because I purged it with my mental technique.”
“Then use the mental technique to squeeze it out!”
“…Do you want to kill me?”
“Eeeeek…!”
Hearing my words, Han Somang violently shook herself free from my arms. Then she glared at me boldly and started firing off insults.
“Loser! Loser, looooser, looooooooser!”
“……”
“Raham-ssi is a looooooooser!”
“…Hey.”
“Bleh bleh bleh! Can’t hear you!”
“Hey. Han Somang.”
“I can’t hear a loser who can’t even satisfy his own woman!”
Something inside my head snapped with an audible crack.
Her calling me a loser dragged up all the helplessness and rage from that moment I couldn’t do anything.
Fuck. This was bullshit.
My right hand moved on its own, slapping her across the cheek.
She staggered, looking at me with shocked eyes.
“…Raham-ssi?”
