Chapter 11
How many guys would turn down an invitation to dinner from the neighbor girl whose hips were so pronounced? Especially when it was the same woman I'd fucked every time I went next door.
I got up without hesitation and accepted Hye-rim's invitation.
"Sure, let's eat together!"
"Ah! Thank you!"
Hye-rim bounced excitedly back to her one-room and opened the door. I followed her in, and there on the table was a spread of food… Was this what she normally ate like? Or had she prepared it special since I was coming? I couldn't tell.
The table had a beautiful plate of cream pasta loaded with bacon. I turned to her in surprise, and Hye-rim's face flushed red with embarrassment.
"I worked really hard on it…."
"Good job. Looks delicious."
"Hehe…."
Where had that sharp-tongued Hye-rim from our first meeting gone? Now she was giggling demurely in front of me. But there was one thing about this version of her that left me a bit unsatisfied.
"Why are you using formal speech? You were casual last time."
"Huh? Well, that time I was just… excited…."
"Not excited now?"
"Eh? Uh, well, that's…."
She floundered in panic at my question, so I grabbed her slim waist and those plump hips and pulled her close.
"Ahh! If you pull me like— mmph! Mmmph! Mmm…!"
Slurp slurp.
I kissed her. When I pulled my lips away, her face was noticeably redder.
"Feel free to use casual speech."
"Yeah…."
"Not 'yeah,' say 'yep.'"
"Yep…."
With her ears bright red, she nodded, and I sat down at the table. Dinner time, after all. As soon as I did, she scurried over and plopped down across from me.
"Let's eat!"
She took a big bite of the cream spaghetti.
Mmm. Delicious!
"You can really cook, huh?"
"Hehe. Glad you like it."
Slurp slurp.
The meal ended quickly. And that meant the main event was about to start. She'd been squirming in her seat as my plate emptied.
She was definitely looking forward to it.
"W-wait here first…!"
As requested, I showered first and lay on the bed. Then Hye-rim emerged, wrapped in a towel. Her hip line was killer. Even covered by the towel—or maybe because it was slightly damp—it accentuated her curves perfectly.
She climbed straight onto the bed and brought her mouth to my cock.
"Mmph… smack… slurp…"
She was pretty skilled now. Maybe she had a natural talent. She even swirled her tongue gently around the head.
I patted her head without thinking.
"You've improved a lot."
"I practiced a ton. Thinking of you."
She beamed proudly up at me, still nibbling and sucking on the head with smacks.
"Get on."
"Hehe. One sec."
"Hm?"
Before, she'd have just hopped on at my command. Now she gave my cock a quick kiss, climbed up my body, and swirled her tongue around my nipple.
"Haaah… where'd you learn this?"
"Porn."
"You masturbate too?"
"Just with my hand."
She licked my nipple while stroking my cock. Once it was rock-hard to her liking, she grabbed it and mounted me. Her pussy wrapped around me warmly. Still tight, but different from before. How to put it—perfectly snug, like it fit me just right. Like the last piece of her pussy puzzle was my cock, hugging it tight.
"Haaah! Haaaah! I love rubbing your cock!"
She rocked her hips back and forth. Her hip movements were smooth now. She still covered her face, but she shook her waist pretty well. When I timed it and thrust up—
"Haaaah! Haaaahn!"
—she trembled and twitched, but quickly regained her rhythm and kept going.
I reached for her heaving breasts and kneaded them as she moaned. Below, I could see her lower belly flexing as she rocked hard.
After a bit, she leaned forward. Weight pressed into my hands on her tits. Her pussy lifted—
Smack smack.
—and she slammed down.
"You've really improved. You practice this too?"
"No… I just imagined it… haaht! Ahhh! Uwaaaang!"
She pounded down hard. Lifted just to the head and slammed. Or shallow near the head. Slow, but she did it well.
"Haaaah, good! So good!"
Scratch that—slow speed. It was picking up. Her pussy was soaked. Smack smack smack smack!
I latched onto her breast and sucked. She was still weak to this; her pussy clenched hard.
"Ahhh! Haaaahhh!"
She screamed, swallowed my cock deep, and shuddered on top of me.
"H-how was it?"
She looked up, eyes begging for praise. But I'm strict with sex ratings. I just patted her head with a grin, sat up while holding her, and we faced each other sitting.
I wrapped one arm around her slim waist and yanked hard.
"Hng! Hnnng…!"
Her body shook naturally, hips sliding back and forth. I shook her a few more times to drill it in.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
Deep kiss. I plunged my tongue in and devoured her. Slurp. Sluuurp. Tongues tangled. Saliva swapped. We sucked each other in. As I pushed and pulled her body, she melted limply.
"Hnght! Haaa…! Love rubbing your cock…."
Arms around my neck, eyes closed, lost in it. But passively taking it was a bad attitude.
So I grabbed her ass—firm and plump—
Smack! Smack!
—and spanked hard.
"Haaaang! Aaang!"
"Not moving?"
"I will! I willll!"
The moment I smacked her juicy ass, she frantically shook it. Squelch squelch. Wet sounds. Wriggle wriggle. Her clenching walls rippled over my cock. Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Like my cock?"
"Yeah! Love it!"
Her pounding sped up. Squelches turned to wet chops.
"Ooooh. Love this…."
Her words slurred. Her hips slowed.
Again— smack! smack!
"Don't slow down!"
"Uwaang! Sorry! Sorryyy!"
She shook her hips front to back furiously again.
"Hits deep! Rubbing inside!"
"Feel it inside?"
"Y-yeah! Body's twitching! My womb, my womb loves it! Loves this cock!"
I felt it too. Her pussy clenched wildly. Especially deep—like her womb reacting, that depth sucking and slurping my head, trying to milk me from all sides.
In appreciation, I went for the direct approach.
"Slam down."
"Y-yeah!"
One word. She pressed my shoulders and ground her pussy fiercely. Slam slam slam slam!
Her womb hugged my head, then dragged down—nearly made me cum right then. I gritted my teeth and held back. No way I'd lose. This arrogant pussy trying to milk me with raw talent, pushing me to the edge—I had to punish it.
"Haa! Haa! Good! So goo— huh? Wha— kyaaak!"
I slid my arms under her spread legs and hoisted her up.
"I-I'm lifted! You picked me up!"
"Maeng Hye-rim! Prepare for your pussy to get wrecked!"
"Wr-wrecked…! M-me, nooo… ah, aaaaah! Aaaaaah!"
Scream or not, didn't matter. I just held her and pistoned like mad! Pound pound pound pound pound!
"Haaa! Uwaa! Aaah! Aaaaah!"
Before she could even moan fully, I thrust. Her pussy spasmed. Confused by my cock. How? Walls clenched tight! Demanding cum!
I gritted harder. Thud thud thud thud thud! She bounced up and down. Slammed deep, tits and ass jiggling. Tossed her up—her pussy scraped up my head. Then squelch! dragged down and impaled!
"Aaaah! So deep! Lifted right after thrust! Thrust again! Gonna go crazy!"
"Uwaaa! Fuck!"
This time I gripped her thighs and hammered. Thud thud thud thud thud! Thud thud thud thud thud! Head scraped raw. Pussy convulsed. Squeezed. Juices splashed!
"Aaak! Aaaaaah! I-I'm, I'm cumming!"
"Me too!"
I yelled, hugged her tight, buried deep—
"Aaaaaah!"
"Haa, fuck!"
—and crashed onto the bed. Thud! She was under me. I pinned her legs up with my arms. Mating press. Slammed down.
"Haaang! Aaang! Aaaaang!"
"Who told you to act cocky with that pussy!"
"Won't anymore! Won'tttt!"
"Beginner pussy acting all high and mighty!"
"Sorry! Sorrrryyy!"
Lifted my hips, pulled back— smack smack smack! Shoved in raw; her pussy spasmed and milked me. Slick but tight flesh hugged my head! Slam slam slam slam! Wrecking that wet grip!
"Fuck! Gonna cum! All inside no doubt!"
"Cum! Inside!"
"Hold it with your pussy! Breed with my cum!"
"Yeah! Won't spill! Holding your cum!"
"Relax and open your womb! Let it go deep!"
"Got it! Did it! Relaxed! Cum!"
Felt her loosen just a bit—I rammed deep and unleashed into her depths.
"Aaaaa…!"
"Haaaah…."
Gurgle gurgle. Gurgle gurgle.
My cock spurted for a while.
"Slurp. Sluuurp."
We finally separated after a long, clinging kiss.
***
"Huu. Huuu…."
After the creampie, Hye-rim lay limp and sweaty, hair plastered to her cheeks. I brushed it aside and spoke to her panting form.
"You learn fast, Hye-rim."
"Hehe. Must be 'cause you fuck so good…."
Smile. Her lips curved up. It sparked mischief in me.
"But your pussy cums too quick? Gonna make it hard for me if we can't go longer."
"N-not a quick pussy…."
"It is. Juices squirt after a little pounding."
"It's 'cause you're good. I'm not really quick…. Can go more…."
Snore snore.
She whined then passed out. I patted her head a few more times and headed back to my room.
***
Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!
The doorbell rang frantically early in the morning. Who the hell? I opened the door to find Hye-rim there, looking panicked.
"Wh-what do I do!"
"What's wrong?"
"My number decreased!"
"Huh?"
I looked up at her urgent cry. Her pregnancy number had indeed gone down. Remembering how Yoo-jung had been thrilled, I congratulated her.
"For real! Congrats, Hye-rim!"
"C-congrats…? Is it really worth celebrating?"
"Of course! Everyone wants it to drop."
"But why am I so anxious…."
Unlike Yoo-jung, Hye-rim seemed thrown off by it. She trembled, unsure what to do.
"Come inside first. If you're worried, stay with me. We can talk."
"Can I?"
"Isn't that why you came?"
"…Yeah. It is."
She nodded reluctantly and came into my room. Even sitting, she fidgeted anxiously, so I calmed her.
"Wh-when the number drops, they say the government notices and comes to get you. It's not dangerous, right?"
"Heard the facility they take you to is top-notch."
"Facility?! You mean… the postpartum center?"
"Yeah. State maternity and postpartum facility or something. Like a 7-star hotel."
"Ughhh. Isn't the government just tricking women? Would they really provide that?"
Her anxiety spiked and dipped, plain on her face.
Hmm. How to reassure her? That's when—
Ding dong.
"Huh?"
The doorbell again.
"N-no way! They found me already?!"
"I'll check. Don't worry."
I left the startled Hye-rim and opened the door.
"Ta-da! Got you a gift to celebrate knocking me up!"
There stood Yoo-jung, beaming brightly.