Yoo Jua's Devoted Rimjob
“Are you fucking insane?! Huh?!”
Yoo Jua spat out the curse almost on reflex before even looking. A surge of defiance had risen against this guy who spewed mad bullshit like it was his daily bread. But it wasn't so much a deep-seated revulsion like I really don't want to... this is physically impossible!—more like this crazy bastard's at it again with his crazy talk! She'd already given him her virginity in one round of intense sex and he was her lifesaver, so she'd tried to treat him decently out of some sense of propriety... but his constant dogshit spew made it impossible to warm up to him.
She figured he was some out-of-touch freak who might do anything, but she never imagined he'd tell her to lick his asshole. And above all...
“You think I'd suck on your filthy hole instead of Cock-nim? Hmph! In your dreams.”
What she loved was Cock-nim, through and through—not Han Jin-seong attached to it. She'd kiss and fawn over Cock-nim all she wanted, but that didn't apply at all to the appendage-like owner dangling from it. With steely resolve, she huffed a snort to make her firm refusal crystal clear... but then...
“Huh? Wh-what?”
Regardless of her will, her body started moving on its own, approaching him. Yoo Jua had passed out from the brutal uterine pounding and missed it, but the Erotic Tattoo Contract was already etched into her. With that mark, she had no right to refuse. Clueless to the fact, she kept stammering “Wh-what...?” while desperately grabbing her legs to stop herself, but it was futile.
The closer she got, the more her expression twisted in horror.
“H-hey...? Let's not do this—talk it out instead. Yeah? Please...!”
“Ah, okay...! I'll lick Cock-nim instead! It's inside Sis right now, so... yeah! I'll lick Cock-nim's baby pouch. Okay? Ngh...! You hearing me? Yeah?”
“How could anyone... anyone lick such a filthy spot...! Huh? We're civilized—let's solve this like civilized people, yeah?!”
“You fucking bastard—let me go! Don't control my body like this—! I only... only for Cock-nim...! Sniff...!”
Soon enough, Yoo Jua gave up everything, tears of rage and sorrow welling in her eyes. Face flushed beet red, she crawled onto the bed and knelt before his ass. Her wandering gaze, unsure where to settle, locked onto the firm crevice between his cheeks... that tightly puckered, wrinkled hole.
Her rebellious fire had vanished without a trace, and she seemed surprisingly obedient... but...
“...You dog bastard, rotten fuck, worthless appendage to Cock-nim...”
Her mouth didn't hold back, unleashing a torrent of abuse at Han Jin-seong every time it opened.
“Haha.”
Of course, Han Jin-seong—who'd heard it all—just laughed. She was such a feisty bitch it was fun to mess with, so he'd planned to tease her once and be done. But listening to her rant actually sparked a desire—not quite anger—to make her do it for real and see her reaction. He even lifted and spread his legs to make it easier for her.
“Hic... really... really, I have to... me... sob...”
A sob finally escaped Yoo Jua's lips. Tears of humiliation swirled in her eyes, but she bit her lip and lowered her head. Bury her face in that ass crack... lick and caress his filthy hole, his anus, with her tongue. Just imagining it made her gag, but at the same time, the Erotic Tattoo Contract in her lower belly emitted a strange heat, warming her core.
“Nngh...”
In the end, Yoo Jua parted her trembling lips and slowly—millimeter by millimeter—extended her tongue. She squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't have the courage to face herself licking that dirty hole.
And finally, her soft, plush tongue tip touched it.
Lick—
“Hngh...!”
It was nothing like she'd expected. His firm ass cheek pressing against her face, the subtle warmth of the wrinkled spot on her tongue tip. And wafting from it... that thick, musky scent just like Cock-nim's. Rather than disgust or revulsion, a dizzying, bizarre excitement flooded her first.
Slurp—
The texture against her tongue pad was strangely soft. Not as repulsive as she'd thought, so she cracked her eyes open just a sliver. Through her teary blur, she saw her own tongue lapping up the crevice between his cheeks. Saliva glistened in its wake, and she flinched, tempted to close her eyes—but she couldn't tear them away.
Schlurp—
The moment her tongue licked the dirty hole again, Yoo Jua saw it. A twitch—as Cock-nim, buried inside her sworn sister, reacted.
“...!”
Yoo Jua realized. This wasn't just licking a filthy hole. The more she licked here, the happier Cock-nim got...!
That epiphany erased all hesitation. What had been an act filled with shame and humiliation flipped in an instant into joyful service to please Cock-nim.
More, more. I have to make Cock-nim feel even better.
Schluuurp♥ Smmmuuuck♥ Lick♥
Yoo Jua's tongue grew bolder. She pressed her cheeks harder against his ass, burying her nose to inhale the dense, Cock-nim-only musk deep into her lungs. No more hesitation—she drove her tongue deeper, single-mindedly devoted to pleasing Cock-nim. Her extended tongue prodded the tightly closed center.
Licking in small circles, she felt Cock-nim twitch again. Her heart pounded at that single response.
Aah... Cock-nim's feeling it...
She sharpened her tongue tip, relentlessly prying at the sealed slit. Like hunting hidden treasure, she meticulously lapped every wrinkle, imprinting her presence. As Han Jin-seong's body jerked sharply again, an uncontrollable moan slipped from her lips.
“Haa...♥ Cock-nim... does it feel good...?”
She stabbed insistently at the center of the wrinkled pucker again. Persistently, as if trying to wedge her tongue into the slightly parting gap. Feeling Cock-nim shudder hard once more, she drowned in thick euphoria.
She flattened her tongue wide, circling the anus—the salty, rich Cock-nim musk filling her mouth.
“Haaangh...♥ Cock-nim... it feels good, right...? Me licking the dirty hole under Cock-nim... that's why it feels so good...♥? Haa...♥”
Whispering in slurred tones, she clung even more desperately. Tongue not enough, she brought her lips into play. Soft lips pursed around his anus, sucking hard enough to hollow her cheeks.
Smmmuuuck♥ Schlurrrp♥
Lewd sounds filled the quiet bedroom. Her hot breath and slick saliva soaked his most sensitive spot. Just knowing she was satisfying Cock-nim set Yoo Jua's body ablaze on its own. The Erotic Tattoo Contract glowed hot in response, pussy juice gushing from deep inside, soaking the lingerie panties Rienna had bought (stolen) for her.
“Hoo...♥”
Yoo Jua caught her breath. Then she thrust her tongue back into the sealed slit. A slick slide as the narrow gap parted, sucking her tongue inside.
“Hnnnnghh...♥!”
This was utterly different from before. The inner walls' soft, warm flesh—far hotter and slicker with mucus than she'd imagined. She rolled her tongue gently inside. As it probed the tight space, meticulously tracing every inner wrinkle, Cock-nim—hidden in Rienna's pussy with just the base visible—twitched violently again.
Yoo Jua was swept in massive conquest, like she'd fully dominated Cock-nim. Instinctively, she gripped his cheeks with both hands, spreading them wide, thrusting her tongue deeper inside.
Licking the dirty hole had become pure service to please Cock-nim. Deeper she plunged, the thick Cock-nim musk invading straight to her brain via her nose. Her head spun, vision blurring in ecstasy.
“Haa... Cock-nim...♥ Inside too... so hot inside...♥ Hngh♥ My tongue feels good, right...♥? Yeah...♥? Hehe...♥”
Coasting on coquettish moans, she moved her tongue wildly—stirring, swirling, stabbing with the tip. The anus clenched and released around her tongue in rhythm, delivering pure bliss. Yoo Jua's belly itched unbearably. Her inner thighs were drenched, pussy juice endlessly soaking the bedsheets.
And Han Jin-seong, receiving this service?
Why's she so damn good at this...? He could only wonder.
That was when.
“Nngh...”
With a soft moan, Rienna finally stirred back to consciousness.