Claiming Hee-joo
Crushed beneath the weight of the rape she'd brought on herself, I caressed Hee-joo's cheek. She seemed to submit to my touch. Just as a languid smile bloomed on her face...
"Gently, my ass!" Whack! I grabbed her by the hair and flung her away.
"Aaaack!" Hee-joo collapsed limply. I strode over to her. Grabbing her hair again, I dragged her to a relatively clean spot and laid her down. My heart pounded in anticipation of the moment to come.
Shall I do it? Licking my lips, I stripped off Hee-joo's clothes. She writhed and tried to resist, but it was futile. The difference in our strength was too vast.
"Ugh, stop, please be gentle—it's my first time!"
"You sure have a lot of demands. Like you're not gonna enjoy it!"
I'd seen her type before—people who start off hating it but eventually give in to their true nature. Once I had her fully naked, I dropped my pants.
"Eek!" My cock sprang up, fully erect. Hee-joo stared at it in shock, her eyes wide as saucers. I mounted her from above.
Forcing a kiss, I nipped lightly at her tongue. "Ngh, mmph!"
"Hoo." Without any foreplay, I shoved my cockhead straight into her pussy. It was tight—barely going in—but with persistent thrusts of my hips, her entrance finally yielded.
As her flushed red pussy lips parted... Squelch, thrust!
"Gaaah, kyaang♡!" Hee-joo clawed at my arms, wailing. Looking down at her filled me with ecstasy. She said she hated it, but the corners of her mouth were curling up.
My cockhead plunged deep into her pussy for real. So this is what it feels like inside. Fuck, insane. Hot and wet, it enveloped my shaft snugly. Pinning her arms down, I pistoned away. Like the guys in porn, I thrust upward with a snap of my hips.
Squelch-squelch! Plung, plunge! The wet slap of flesh echoed obscenely.
Tears streaming down her face, Hee-joo pleaded. "Eek, stop, please pull out! It hurts, it huuuurts!"
"It'll feel good soon."
"Hic! It hurts, aaang♡ It burns, please pull out! Haaak♡"
Her eyes were crying, but her mouth kept grinning. What a freak she was. Pounding her like a beast, I licked her face and neck.
"Haa, hoo, delicious. Hee-joo."
"Sticky, I hate it! Haaang♡ My fragile parts, they're gonna, gonna tear!"
"Then tear. That's your fate."
"Aang, no, aaang!"
I gripped her thick hips hard. Thrusting my cockhead in deep. I felt her inner walls clinging to my shaft, trying to block me. Smirking, I put more power into my hips.
Squelch-squish! Plooof, plooof! Even more obscenely. My cockhead bored into her pussy relentlessly. With every slam, Hee-joo's body shook precariously.
I alternated sucking on her jiggling tits. Damn, so soft. Big enough to feel like licking a steamed bun. A steamed bun with a faint fruity scent. Soft yet heavy, bouncing with weight.
Squish-squiiiish♡ After pounding away excitedly for a while, I paused. Lifting her lower body slightly, I mounted her like a beast breeding. Like dropping bombs, I slammed down madly.
Thrust-thrust! Splurt-splurt-spluuurt! The primal ripping sound of flesh colliding. Hee-joo's body trembled violently each time my cockhead prodded her cervix.
She was pushing against my chest with her hands, but her eyes were smiling—this crazy bitch's expression. "Aaaah! Stop, hauk♡ I, I hate it! My pussy's gonna rip off aaaang!"
"Feels that good, huh? Jeez."
"Aaang, stop please, heek! Pussy's burning, so hoooot♡ Aaang, haaang♡"
Saying she hated it, yet wrapping her legs around my waist. Trembling her abdomen and flashing a smile. Ha, what a genuine psycho slut.
Was she hiding this nympho bitch side? Glancing down, I stroked her pussy and froze. Oh! Fresh virgin blood trickled out.
She really was a virgin? I couldn't even gauge how skilled she was at staying pure. Hanging with thugs like that, it couldn't have been easy. Okay, romance approved!
I slammed into her with all my might. My cockhead raced past the torn hymen in a high-speed march. Spewing precum as I stabbed her cervix. Hee-joo's screams gradually turned to moans, her tearful face to a female smile.
"Haaaang♡ It hurts! Hurts but feels gooood! Heeek, your strength is amaaazing♡ Aaang, this dick tastes so gooood♡"
"Cute little slut." Licking my lips, I kissed her again. She met it eagerly, lewdly licking my tongue. Squeezing her tits roughly, I pistoned on.
The anxiety of someone coming had long vanished. This alley's pretty deserted. Panting hotly, I devoured her tits greedily. Rolling one nipple with my tongue.
Seeing her completely conquered face made my cock twitch. The urge to cum built fast.
"C-cumming, inside!"
"Ngh, dangerous, haaang♡ Go, I'm cummiiing toooo♡"
Her eyes unfocused, grinning like a bitch in heat. Hee-joo shook her hips wildly side to side. The moment my cockhead buried into her cervix, I pinched her clit and unleashed.
"Grraah!"
"C-came, I caaame! Ooooh♡"
Spluuuurt-spluuurt! Spurt-spurt-spuuuurt! Gush!
Success.
My first creampie—success. Hee-joo's back arched like a bow. Breathing out, I looked down. Pop. I carefully pulled out my cock. Her pussy twitched, spewing frothy white semen.
Hee-joo writhed stickily. "Hooook, oguk♡ C-came, I came, hng♡"
I watched her for a moment, basking in accomplishment. Like clearing ten years of pent-up frustration—refreshing and clear. Hee-joo's face showed only submission and dependence.
Whew, nailed it.
While cleaning up, I checked on Hee-joo. Fucking her was great, but leaving things like this felt uneasy. No guarantee I wouldn't become the next Kang Ji-hoon. Even rats bite cats when cornered.
Let's build a human connection too. She's a bad girl, but there's room for mercy. Carrot along with the stick.
Hee-joo was pretty, after all. I approached her as she dressed. Stroked her hair. She flinched in surprise.
"Feel good?"
"Uh, yeah?"
"Wondered if I went too rough. It's 'cause you're so pretty."
"Oh, n-no. It was good, hehe."
Shy Hee-joo. I gently stroked her lower belly. She didn't even look up, startled. Good, this approach works.
"Let's get outta here quick. Let that passed-out fucker fend for himself."
"You got more to do?"
"Yeah, spend some time with you."
"W-with me?"
"Why not? Chat a bit. Curious why a pretty girl like you lives like this."
Hee-joo looked stunned, eyes nearly popping out. I smirked crookedly and took her wrist, leading her.
Cafe nearby first.
We went to a cafe. I bought her a drink. Sat and sipped. As the mood settled...
"Actually, my dad was a pastor."
"Pastor?" Ominous. Pastors never bring good news.
"Ex-gangster. Mom was a cult follower who fell for him. Thought a rough guy became a saint."
"Haa."
What bullshit. "They married, had me. But."
Hee-joo bit her lower lip. Her face darkened, recalling it. Forced a smile, shook her head.
"He'd bring young female followers and fuck them right in front of us. Routine."
"Fucking psycho."
"Then he came for me. Said maybe different blood than him."
I chuckled dryly. Pastor being pastor. So cliche. Hee-joo sniffled, forcing a laugh.
"First time I ran away, skipped school till I dropped out."
"So middle school grad?"
"Yeah. Hehe."
"Don't be ashamed. Must've been hell."
Surprised by my comfort. Truly pitiful life. Not like she chose those trash parents. No chance to know what was best or a normal home.
Damn, this pitiful, hard to hate. Still gonna fuck her though.
I sighed, shrugged, stroked her hair. "Now I get why you have such pussy-whore instincts. Grew up like that, can't be helped."
"I was wrong too."
"Not your fault you were born there. Start fresh now. I'll help with anything."
Her eyes trembled, tears welling. One dropped; she wiped it hastily. Shook her head softly, like she didn't deserve my kindness.
"Sorry. First time anyone's said this to me."
"Don't cry."
She swallowed her tears. "But you really forgive me?"
"Forgiveness whatever. You couldn't help it."
"Hee."
We chatted casually over drinks. Needed to loosen the mood more. After a bit, I stood.
"Alright, let's hang out. That'll be better."
"Huh?"
"Like a date. No complaints? Or go home."
Doubt she had a normal one. Hee-joo rose slowly, shy smile, nodded.
"Yeah, let's hang out! Hehe."
"Let's go."
Out we went. Crossing the street, I asked. "Where's home anyway?"
"Oh, one-room tied to Ji-hoon's runaway crew."
"Crazy. Move out after this blows over."
"Huh? But nowhere to go."
"Got my old one-room. Stay there."
She gaped. Fair reaction. I'd kept it for when I might leave home. But no need now.
"You rich?"
"Family's messy too. Lived out 'cause hated dad. Back home now."
"Aha."
"Unused six months, but make do. Pay rent yourself."
"Thanks! Oppa!"
About to cry again. So fragile. I gently stroked her eyes.
"Stop crying, you bitch."
"Hehe."
We dated leisurely. Ate tasty stuff together. Hee-joo snapped food pics each time. Watching her, I thought: Is everyday stuff special to her?
Like old me. Lost the ordinary. Heart went out for some reason.
After eating, back to streets. Wandered till early evening. Hee-joo pouted. "Time flies."
"No regrets. Call when bored next time. Hang out."
"R-really? Why would someone strong and handsome like you... with me."
"You're pretty too. What're you saying."
Casual compliment. Her face flushed easy. Arm around her shoulder now natural.
Feels like I'm getting more natural with girls through her.
Central park arrived. Time to part, give her a mission.
"One thing to do. Will you?"
"What? Anything, oppa!"
"Tell Ji-hoon I declared war. Mention a few runaway crews you're linked to, make it seem tangled."
"The runaways?"
"Yeah, scatter his goons everywhere."
Didn't want more bodies. She got it, smiled slyly.
Exchanged contacts first. Thrilled to have mine, Hee-joo grinned, trembling with joy.
Caressed her cheek. "I'll hit you up."
"Yeah, oppa! Hehe."
Felt another bond form. Chest sticky-throbbing more than usual. Headed home lightly.