Just One More Time
It felt as though she were passing through a long tunnel. Bright light spilled from the far end, a glow so gentle that merely looking at it warmed her from the inside. Shin Sujin reached for it on instinct. The heat that met her fingertips felt like a mother's womb — though of course she had no memory of being a baby.
She walked forward, unhurried. The mouth of the tunnel drifted closer, as if it were coming to meet her. She did not hesitate. She kept walking until that bright light folded around her, and then—
"Ah!"
Sujin jolted awake. Something plump and yielding was pressed beneath her, and the sensation made her twist her hips in surprise.
Schlick.
A wet, filthy sound burst from between her legs. In the next instant, pleasure detonated at the base of her ass and tore through her entire body. Her breath stopped.
The world seemed to freeze. The pleasure surging up from below was so savage it made her vision swim. If she let herself fall into it, she had the terrible feeling she would never find her way back. The moment she exhaled, a scream ripped out of her.
"Kyaah!"
A storm crashed through her skull. That vicious, devilish pleasure shattered her mind completely. She gasped and sobbed, tears spilling down her cheeks.
It took several minutes before she clawed her way back to herself. Aftershocks of bliss still hummed through her flesh, leaving her dazed and glowing, but she forced her wits together and looked around.
"Nngh… huh?"
Whatever she was lying on was neither a mattress nor a blanket. She knew at once that it was a person. She nearly doubled the volume of her scream — then clapped a hand over her mouth on reflex, the instant she understood that making a sound would ruin her socially forever.
Zzt—!
Maybe it was the way she'd shifted her hips while covering her mouth. Another jolt, sharp as a live wire, shot through the rim of her ass. It was not an unpleasant sensation. Not even close. It was a hot, hungry pleasure that stoked her desire all over again. She barely managed to choke off the scream that tried to follow, squeezing her eyes shut in a look of utter, pitiful desperation.
"What is this…?"
She dropped her gaze. Her lower body and Jaeseong's were joined. His massive cock was buried to the hilt in her ass. Sujin could not believe what she was seeing.
"Don't tell me I fell asleep like this? I don't know! I don't know! This is insane! Completely insane!"
She gave her own head a cute little smack, then decided the first order of business was to get off him. If Jaeseong woke up now, she was finished. I can't believe I actually did this. She paid silent tribute to her own astonishing nerve. Even if masturbating hadn't been enough, this was crossing a line so far it wasn't even visible anymore.
"Nngh… first, cover my mouth…!"
She clamped both hands over her lips to keep any moan from slipping out, braced her hips, and eased herself upward. There was almost no strength in her waist, but she managed, just barely, to lift herself off him.
Schluuurp!
The moment Jaeseong's cock — which had been plugging her ass so snugly — slid free, a thoroughly obscene wet sound filled the room. Sujin hung her head, her face burning scarlet. His seed dripped from her backside in thick, lazy drops. Cleanup first.
"Ugh… what do I do. I have to wipe Jaeseong here, at least…"
She hunted for wet wipes. None in sight. There was tissue, but the thought of cleaning an ass that had been stoppered all night with nothing but dry paper made her skin crawl. If there was even a hint of a smell, he might notice.
"Ugh… soak the tissue in water… no, then it'll turn into soggy dumplings. A dishcloth? A towel? But I'd feel terrible using Jaeseong's…"
His body twitched.
Sujin's heart dropped through the floor. She was naked. He was naked from the waist down. If he opened his eyes right now, she had no explanation in the world that would save her.
"Nngh. Why did I do that. Jaeseong… are you still asleep?"
She waved a hand back and forth in front of his face. Instead of waking, he shifted his arm slightly and mumbled in his sleep.
"Nngh… drank way too much… pfrrr…!"
"Is he… is he out?"
Jaeseong did not seem to hold his liquor particularly well. A few glasses and he'd collapsed. And even after she had used him so violently last night, he hadn't stirred once.
She checked the clock. Six in the morning. It was Sunday — no need to get ready for work.
"Okay. Let's start by cleaning this."
Sujin brought her face down to his cock, where semen had dried in a crust. She could have fetched a cup of water and washed him slowly. She chose another method.
"I gave myself a thorough enema last night, so there shouldn't be anything really dirty. Nngh… I'm sorry, Jaeseong."
She swallowed his cock in a single motion.
This third blowjob was far more practiced than the ones before. Sujin worked her tongue along his length, sucking and teasing, drawing wet little pulls against the shaft. The salty tang of dried cum mixed with a faint, musky hint of her own juices, and the taste sent a rush of heat straight through her. The truth was, she'd taken him in her mouth less to clean him than to feed her own hunger.
To keep from waking him she ought to have been as careful as possible — but she was already tormenting his cock at a level that bordered on milking. It was the kind of treatment that would have given a dead monk an erection and jolted him upright.
Slurp. Shlick. Shluuurp. Mmmph. Kiss. Kiss.
The irregular, relentless tempo of her mouth quickly left his cock gleaming with saliva. She kept at it for nearly five minutes before she finally pulled off.
Glistening with her spit, it looked almost painfully dear to her. She gazed down at it with a look so full of affection it was practically tender.
"Nnh…! It's throbbing down here again…"
Her pussy was burning. She knew, with a certainty that needed no thought, that she had been completely enslaved to this cock. She studied Jaeseong's face. The steady rise and fall of his breath looked perfectly peaceful.
"He's a heavy sleeper, it seems… and it doesn't look like he's getting up anytime soon."
Her face shone with raw want. Desire and innocence lived there side by side, a strange and striking combination.
Obviously, I had been awake long before Sujin opened her eyes. I was dying to see how she'd react, so I played dead. What I had not accounted for was a morning blowjob. I nearly died keeping my face still.
Fuck. Her blowjob skill had somehow gone up overnight. It wasn't just stats and abilities that grew through sex. Her technique was evolving at a terrifying rate.
She didn't stop at the blowjob. She ended up riding me again. Pussy, this time. No hesitation left in the choice. Even if I had genuinely been blackout drunk, a pounding that violent would have snapped me awake on the spot. I acted all the way through to the very last second.
Sujin wrung another load out of my cock, cleaned me with her mouth a second time, then planted a little peck on the head. At this point she might as well have set up house with the thing. I had never been jealous of my own dick before.
Only after she'd dressed herself and tugged my pants back onto me did I finally lift my head. I furrowed my brow as hard as I could, rubbed my skull, and made sure to curse the morning in a thick, ruined voice.
"Urgh…! Is it morning already? My head's splitting…"
"Ah! You're awake?"
Sujin greeted me with an awkward little smile. She really was hopeless at hiding what she felt. A woman like this was wasted as a mere fuck buddy. Then again, even as a fuck buddy she'd be mine for life — which made her a wife in all but name.
"Oh! Sujin, you didn't go back to your room?"
"Ah. No. I got drunk too, and I dozed off somewhere in the middle."
"Having a beauty like you sleep in my room is a pleasure, of course, but I'm sorry it's so cramped and musty. If you were that far gone, you could have gone back to your own place."
"Ah… no! This room is perfectly fine. And I was drinking without keeping track myself, so… besides, you're not a dangerous person, Jaeseong!"
Her cheeks had gone pink as she said it. From her point of view, the dangerous one in this room was her. I beamed and tossed her a line.
"I'm glad to hear that. If you ever feel like drinking, you're welcome anytime. I enjoy it more with someone else than I do alone."
"Any… anytime?"
The hope swelling in her face was almost painfully cute. I imagined that was the look a man got when someone handed him an unlimited pass to a massage parlor. Maybe Sujin was simply honest about her own desires, the way truly innocent people sometimes are. Or maybe I had corrupted her completely.
"Yes. Anytime at all."
"Th-then, tonight as well… ah! I just happen to like drinking a lot! It isn't as if I have any other intention!"
Say it that clumsily and even a child would know she had every other intention. She was pretty, though, so it didn't matter.
"All right. I'll see you tonight, then."
"Y-yes! I'll bring the wine. The… the same one we had yesterday."
"It doesn't have to be wine."
"No! I thought that one tasted really good."
Maybe she thought I got drunk easily on that particular bottle. An adorably transparent theory. In truth, I couldn't have cared less what kind of wine it was.
"Then wine it is."
"Yes! I'll see you tonight, then."
She looked like some flushed kid walking into a brothel for the very first time. Not that I'd ever actually seen one — I'd only written the type into a novel or two. I found myself wondering just how far Sujin would fall.