Chapter 361: Pounding the Uterine Wall
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 361: Pounding the Uterine Wall
"Suck it."
Sun-woo spoke as he thrust his cock, smeared with a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, toward her.
A sadistic smile played on his lips.
His cock was currently drenched in Bukgung Yeon’s sexual fluids and his own semen. He was curious to see if Neung So-hwa would actually suck something so defiled.
If she did, he would feel an immense sense of conquest; if she didn't, the teasing delay would only make the eventual payoff sweeter.
With a look of curiosity, Sun-woo watched to see what she would choose.
Lick.
Her choice soon entered his field of vision. He felt it against his skin and heard it with his ears.
A bright smile spread across Sun-woo’s face. He realized that she had completely surrendered.
Lick, lick.
Neung So-hwa diligently sucked Sun-woo’s cock, despite it being soiled with fluids. Even though it was covered in the juices of her rival, Bukgung Yeon, she didn't care. Her mind was filled with nothing but the desire to devour Sun-woo’s cock.
"Haah... more... faster... suck it faster."
Sun-woo commanded her.
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
At his words, Neung So-hwa began to move her tongue even faster, desperate to satisfy him.
After some time had passed, licking alone no longer seemed enough for her. She took the entirety of Sun-woo’s cock into her mouth.
Gulp.
Squeltch, squeltch, squeltch.
As his cock moved in and out of her mouth, lewd, wet sounds began to leak out. It was the sound of her saliva frictioning against his skin.
"Haaah!"
Sun-woo let out a groan at the sensation of her mouth pussy tightening around him. It was a different kind of pleasure from a regular pussy, one that seized his entire body. The sight of her refined mouth—the same mouth that always spoke with such elegance—sucking on his cock gave him a fresh surge of triumphalism.
It felt incredible. A massive urge began to swell within him—the desire to bring this conquest to its climax.
"Stop."
Sun-woo spoke curtly, looking down at Neung So-hwa.
Slurp.
Pop.
The moment she heard his command, Neung So-hwa stopped her movements and pulled her mouth away.
"....Phew."
Drip.
As her mouth separated from his cock, a long, silver string of saliva stretched between them.
"Good girl."
Pat, pat.
Sun-woo reached out and slowly stroked her red hair, much like one would pet a dog.
"Oooooh..."
Receiving his praise, Neung So-hwa began to writhe her body. She had been starving for his approval, and having it granted made her feel as if she were walking on air.
"Turn around."
Neung So-hwa immediately turned her body at his word.
"Get on all fours."
Following his command, she placed both hands on the bed and bent over. In an instant, she was presenting her incredibly voluptuous buttocks and her soaking wet pussy to Sun-woo.
Flush.
Neung So-hwa felt a maddening surge of shame at such a blatant posture, but she didn't let it show. She was terrified that letting her pride get in the way again would ruin everything.
"Sohwa."
Sun-woo’s soft voice whispered in her ear.
"You’re so beautiful."
Whoosh.
Hearing his blunt praise, Neung So-hwa’s face turned as red as a ripe apple.
"......Thank you."
Feeling overwhelmed with joy, Neung So-hwa unconsciously used formal speech toward Sun-woo. It was a complete reversal from her usual overbearing tone. Perhaps, in her subconscious, she had already recognized Sun-woo as her superior.
"Lift your hips a bit higher."
Sun-woo spoke in a calm tone as he looked at her.
Neung So-hwa buried her chest into the mattress and lifted her buttocks as high as she could. Shame and embarrassment flooded her, but she didn't care. She knew that a pleasure great enough to overturn that shame was coming.
What a magnificent sight.
Meanwhile, Sun-woo marveled inwardly at the sight of Neung So-hwa’s pussy. It looked incredibly erotic. Perhaps because she had been masturbating on her own, her labia were swollen red, and vaginal fluid was constantly leaking out.
Seeing this, Sun-woo felt his cock grow even larger. Her pussy looked as if it were begging to be plowed immediately.
Sun-woo gripped his cock.
Rub, rub.
He began to slowly rub it against her drenched pussy, teasing her.
Squish, squish, squish.
"Ha-ahhh... Sun-woo... ha-ahhh!"
Neung So-hwa let out a moan at the sensation of his cock rubbing against her. At the same time, she felt a sense of resentment. How could he tease her like this and not just drive it in?
"Sun-woo!!... Please, fuck me!... Hurry... please fuck me!"
Neung So-hwa began to beg, even using formal honorifics. Her body was so overheated that it craved his cock above all else. She felt like she might go insane if she wasn't impaled right this second.
"What do you want me to fuck, and where?"
Sun-woo asked with a mischievous expression, looking at the pleading woman.
"My!! Pussy!! My slutty pussy!! Please fuck Sun-woo’s cock into my pussy!"
Neung So-hwa begged, spewing lewd words she never would have uttered under normal circumstances. To her, satisfying her desire was now more important than her pride as a member of the Imperial Family.
Smirk.
Sun-woo smirked at her words. He felt that Neung So-hwa had completely succumbed. At the same time, a massive sense of conquest washed over him, sending thrills through his entire body. He had conquered two masters of the Profound Realm. How could he not be delighted?
"If that’s your wish, I must grant it."
Sun-woo spoke indifferently, hiding his inner joy.
Thud.
He shoved his cock deep into her pussy in one go.
"Ky-ah-ah-ah-ah!"
A scream-like moan tore from Neung So-hwa’s throat. As his cock buried itself all the way to her uterus, an indescribable wave of pleasure crashed over her.
"Ha-ahhh... it’s so... ha-ahhh... big..."
Shiver.
Neung So-hwa’s eyes rolled back until only the whites were showing, her entire body trembling with pleasure.
Squeltch, squeltch, squeltch.
Sun-woo enjoyed her reaction—she was thrashing like a freshly caught fish—and began to swing his hips even faster.
"Ha-ah-ahhh!! Ha-ah-ahhh!! Ha-ah-ahhh!!"
Neung So-hwa’s moans grew louder and louder.
"Haa... haa... does it feel good?.."
"It feels good!!... Ha-ahhh... I love it!!.... Haa-ugh... it feels so good!"
In response to Sun-woo’s question, Neung So-hwa screamed out in a voice drenched in ecstasy.
"Haa... haa... what feels good?"
"Ha-ah-ah-ah-ahhh..... I love the cock!.. Sun-woo’s... cock is so good!... I love your cock so much!"
Despite Sun-woo’s teasing questions, Neung So-hwa answered without hesitation, having thrown her shame far away. She looked nothing like the woman considered the most noble and dignified in the Central Plains.
"Haa-ahhh!"
Feeling a surge of pleasure from the sheer contrast of her behavior, Sun-woo felt the urge to ejaculate.
Squeltch, squeltch, squeltch, squeltch.
Splurt!
Gush, gush.
Soon, her uterus began to fill with Sun-woo’s thick seminal fluid.
"Ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhh!"
Feeling the pleasure of the semen pounding against her uterine wall, Neung So-hwa let out a high-pitched moan of pure ecstasy.
Tremble, tremble.
Her whole body shook as she savored the afterglow. Even after he finished ejaculating, the pulsing movement of the semen against her womb didn't stop.
Pop.
Sun-woo eventually pulled his cock out of her pussy. As it left her, Neung So-hwa slumped down, looking as if all her strength had been drained away.
Slap!
"Good job."
Sun-woo encouraged her by slapping her luscious buttocks. The meaty sound of the impact echoed through the room.
".....Haa.... haa... haa.. Yes... haa."
Neung So-hwa panted as she replied to his encouragement. A smile soon spread across her lips; she seemed to have liked his praise.
"......Sun-woo."
As they were enjoying the afterglow, a sultry voice called out from behind.
Sun-woo slowly turned around. There stood Bukgung Yeon, holding her ankles with both hands and spreading her legs to display her pussy.
".........Fuck me too."
Bukgung Yeon spoke, looking at Sun-woo with eyes full of thick desire.
"Gladly."
Seeing her like that, Sun-woo brought his cock—glistening with Neung So-hwa’s sexual fluids and his own semen—toward her. Naturally, Bukgung Yeon showed no sign of rejection.
*
Sip.
A beautiful woman with striking features gulped down the tea in front of her without hesitation. Normally, tea is meant to be sipped while savoring the aroma, but the woman didn't seem to care about such things.
"Sister, what do you plan to do?"
A sharp-looking, middle-aged woman sitting across from her spoke up.
"About what?"
The woman asked back, acting as if she didn't know.
"Who do you intend to side with during this Succession Struggle?"
"Is that the first thing you have to say after not seeing me for so long?"
The woman frowned deeply, as if she didn't even want to think about it.
"What do you mean, 'just that'? This is more important than anything to me!"
The other woman snapped back.
"There are three other bitches who came to see me besides you. Stop pestering me."
The woman shook her head from side to side.
"I have no intention of siding with anyone. So, leave me out of your calculations."
"How can I leave you out? You’re the Phoenix Hall Master, Tigress Kang Ha-yoon, who has countless Rising Stars under her command..."
"What is it you want?"
"It’s nothing big. I just want you to arrange a meeting with a few promising Rising Stars."
"Paeng Ga-ryeon, surely you can do something like that yourself?"
Kang Ha-yoon’s eyes gleamed as she spoke.
"Being introduced by the Phoenix Hall Master is a very different thing from being summoned by the Law Enforcement Hall Master."
"Why is it that all of you ask for the exact same thing?"
Kang Ha-yoon let out a mocking laugh.
"Do you really think I’d grant a request like that?"
"I was hoping to rely on our old friendship. We used to be quite close, after all."
"Is that so? Haven't we been apart far too long to rely on something like 'friendship'?"
Kang Ha-yoon replied with a cold smile. This was the first time in nearly five years that Paeng Ga-ryeon had sought her out privately. It was laughable that a woman who hadn't shown her face all that time would suddenly approach her for help.
"What does the number of meetings matter? What’s important is a relationship where things aren't awkward even if you only meet once."
"Your tongue is as smooth as a snake’s, as always."
Kang Ha-yoon remarked, finding Paeng Ga-ryeon’s words amusing.
"Thank you. Being called a snake is quite a fitting compliment for me."
Paeng Ga-ryeon smiled slightly. Kang Ha-yoon shook her head, realizing she couldn't win a battle of words with her.
"Regardless, I have no intention of favoring any specific person among you."
"And why is that?"
"Because I have no reason to."
Kang Ha-yoon continued in a calm tone.
"Why should I go out of my way to arrange meetings for people I’m not even close with? What do I have to gain?"
"I’ll give you money."
"Do I look like someone who needs money?"
Kang Ha-yoon laughed and asked back. She had lived her entire life far removed from luxury. She wasn't the type to be swayed by something like money.
"Sister, you should think carefully."
"About what?"
"About who is currently closest to becoming the successor, and which side would be more advantageous to join."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Of course not. I’m merely suggesting you think more deeply about it."
"I don't care who becomes the successor."
Kang Ha-yoon spoke with a firm expression.
"It’s not like I have children or a sect to look after, right?"
"........."
"And it’s not like I have any lust for power. In the first place, I wouldn't have even taken the position of Phoenix Hall Master if it weren't for Jae-won’s request."
Kang Ha-yoon continued calmly.
"So, go back. No matter what sweet bait you throw, I’m not interested."
".......Sigh."
Hearing her words, Paeng Ga-ryeon let out a deep sigh. It seemed persuasion was out of the question.
"I’ll withdraw for today."
Paeng Ga-ryeon slowly stood up from her seat.
"No, not just for today. Don't ever come back for something like this again."
Kang Ha-yoon completely shut down any lingering possibility. she detested useless chatter. She felt it was better to spend that time training to reach a higher realm.
Paeng Ga-ryeon ignored her words and walked out. Kang Ha-yoon simply watched her retreating back while shaking her head.
"That bitch."
Once out of the room, Paeng Ga-ryeon spat out a curse. Kang Ha-yoon’s arrogance irritated her to no end.
"Right, so you’re the only noble one, is that it?"
She couldn't forget the way Kang Ha-yoon had looked at her—as if she were looking down on someone consumed by a lust for power. It was humiliating. She felt insulted.
"Just you wait. If my son takes the succession, I’ll start by destroying your precious Phoenix Hall."
Paeng Ga-ryeon’s eyes gleamed with murderous intent. It seemed she would have to find another way to approach the talents of the Phoenix Hall.