Murim Creampie (3)
"For now, just wrap your hand around it gently. Yeah, like you're gripping a sword."
"Like this?"
Hong Yeonhwa's small hand slapped right onto my cock. Her slender fingers pressed against the shaft with just the right amount of pressure—perfectly pleasurable. But was it because her hand was so tiny, or because my dick was just that big? One hand left a lot of room to spare.
I wasn't the only one who noticed. Quick as a flash, Hong Yeonhwa grabbed it with both hands. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at me.
"…Good job."
"Mm!"
I stroked her head, and she puffed up with pride, savoring the touch. She was so cute I wanted to pinch her upturned nose, but with my cock in her grip, I held back. One sudden twitch and…
I shook my head to banish the horrifying thought.
"Now, just stroke it slowly, like I'm doing to your head."
"Like stroking… This lady is confident in that, you see."
"Confident? It's your first time."
"This lady may be stroking your cock for the first time, but being stroked on the head by you is already familiar. If this lady closes her eyes like this, she can recall the sensation perfectly, you see."
Hong Yeonhwa closed her eyes tightly, her lips softening into a relaxed smile. It was a warm expression, like she was reminiscing about childhood memories.
…But making that face while stroking my cock? Something was off about it.
I stroked her head again, and the touch on my dick grew even gentler. Warm body heat, delicate fingers—the unfair thrill of petting her head while she petted my cock. Her handjob lacked technical finesse, but psychologically? It hit just right.
But that was it. No matter how good it felt, my cock just throbbed without reaching climax. Not enough stimulation. The decisive kind.
Did she sense my disappointment? Hong Yeonhwa glanced slyly at me, then brought her face closer to my cock. A clear string of saliva followed.
"Ptoo…"
Lukewarm, wet liquid splattered onto the glans. Without missing a beat, she smeared her spit evenly over my cock with her palm.
She figured it out without me telling her. Impressed, I wiped her lips with my finger.
"Mmm…"
As I cleaned the spit from her lips, she seemed inexplicably pleased. Grinning ear to ear, she shook my cock with renewed vigor.
…All while squatting like a bitch in heat.
Slosh, slosh. Maybe because of the faster pace—every time her hands moved, her massive tits bounced wildly. The slap of flesh, the intensified stimulation. And then, her unique body scent wafting from somewhere, tickling the base of my spine.
…Body scent? Where the hell was that coming from?
Well, it was Hong Yeonhwa's smell, so obviously from her. But human scents aren't usually this strong. Faint, sure—but you had to bury your nose in it to catch it like this.
I looked down closely at her. The only changes were her tits swinging more freely and my cock glistening with spit.
The spit? Nah. I'd have noticed a scent every time we kissed.
Only one answer left. I subtly extended my toes.
"Eek…?!"
My toes brushed Hong Yeonhwa's soft, squishy pussy. Soaking wet—drenched, even. As I slid upward, my toenail scraped something hard like a pea.
"Hngh!"
Drip, drip. The sound of her juices hitting the floor, and her scent bloomed intensely. Like she'd sprayed perfume.
Fascinated, I mashed her clit like a button.
"Hng! Ung! Eek!"
The fragrance deepened. The floor grew slicker. Hong Yeonhwa moaned and writhed in pleasure but never stopped her handjob. The speedy strokes, her M-legged squat with jiggling tits, muffled moans, the pussy feel on my foot. Her pussy juice aroma.
It all combined, and I couldn't hold back the building orgasm tickling my tailbone anymore.
"Ngh… Gonna cum!"
My warning: I'm about to blow, so don't get it on your face—move. Short and sweet. Hong Yeonhwa was sharp; she'd get it.
But.
"He…?"
Lost in her own pleasure? She just dumbly held my cock and made a stupid noise.
Splurt. Spluuurt.
The thick ropes shot straight into her gaping mouth.
"Uwaa… Hold on a sec."
I hurriedly grabbed clothes from the floor to wipe her face.
"Gulp, gulp… Slurp."
Not only did she swallow what was in her mouth—she scraped the rest off with her fingers and licked them clean.
Stunned by the unexpected turn, I asked in a daze.
"Why are you eating that…?"
"Such harsh words. Your cock worked so hard to release its seed into this lady's hands instead of her pussy. Isn't it fine for this lady to put it inside her as praise?"
"No, what…"
That's when I remembered the lie I'd told her before. Yeah, I said my dick had a second personality or some shit.
She still believed it, apparently. Would she ever figure it out if I didn't tell her?
Should I confess now? As I pondered, Hong Yeonhwa hesitated and spoke up.
"A-And… didn't you just feed this lady your seed?"
"Yeah?"
We'd been finishing off the room's leftovers until she offered to do Poking Blood Acupuncture again.
"You keep feeding this lady stuff, so she naturally accepts whatever you give her, you see?"
Like recreating mealtime, she craned her neck like a baby bird and opened wide. Her mouth was spotless—no trace of cum left. Just her vivid pink tongue exposed vulnerably.
My freshly spent cock perked up at the sight.
"Ah, can't hold back."
I slipped my hands under her armpits and hoisted her up. Then pulled her into an embrace just like that.
"Nyaa…? What's this all of a sudden?"
Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist for stability. Looked just like the front-facing carries we'd been doing lately for her Martial Spirit Divine Art training. I enjoyed her nipples rubbing against my chest while supporting her ass.
"Hold on tight."
"What are you planning in this position…? Don't tell me?"
"It doesn't have to be lying down."
"Wait! If you put it in like this…!"
Before she finished, I yanked her hips down hard. My toes had already confirmed she was preheated—no need to hesitate.
"Hnnngh!"
Hot, squelching sensation. Her panicked walls spasmed to block the intrusion, but it was futile. Her own weight drove my cock deeper.
Slipping through the wriggling depths, soon something firm bumped the glans.
Normally it'd stop there, but… was it this position?
"Haa… It reaches deeper than usual, you see."
"Yeah…"
The glans wasn't just brushing her cervix—it was pressing, grinding.
Lost in the novel sensation, Hong Yeonhwa soon started grinding her hips.
"Ung… Hn… Ahh…"
Grind, grind. Not up and down—circular, in place. Her walls clenched tight, fixing my cock as her cervix rubbed the tip.
She whispered hotly in my ear, voice dripping with moisture.
"Hnn… You there… This isn't bad at all, you see."
"We haven't even started, and you're already enjoying it solo."
"Ue?"
I gripped her soft ass; fingers dug into flesh for a firm hold.
"I said it again—hold tight."
Realizing she'd been moving alone, she squirmed in protest… but I thrust my hips up hard first.
"Heuk?!"
My glans whipped her sticky walls and pounded her cervix.
"That… echoes all the way inside… Nggh!"
I lifted and dropped her ass while thrusting up; she choked out a breathless cry as her cervix took the hit.
Slap!
"Y-You there. A bit slower… Hiiik!"
Slap!
"You're too rough on this lady… Aang!"
Slap!
"A little gentler, like petting… Ughht!"
Slap!
"Ah, baby gate! This lady's baby gate is for you too… Nghook!"
Slap!
"Stop! Please, at least listen to this lady… Hii… Haak… Hnggh!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"…Tits! Let you touch my tits, so please hear this lady out for a moment!"
Tits… I paused my movements.
"Finally…! You there. This lady isn't saying no entirely, you see. This position is just too stimulating…"
"Can you ease up on my waist a bit?"
"The stimulation is too… Like this?"
"Yeah. Thanks."
"Hehe… A-anyway. The stimulation's too intense, so give this lady time to adjust…"
Waist relaxed, I spun her body while keeping the insertion. Now her back rested against my chest. I hooked my arms under her knees, spreading her legs wide.
This angle let me fondle her tits freely with a wrist twist.
"…You see. Got it? Just a moment is fine, so eeeek!"
Slap!
"This lady was talking! Still haven't heard… Hnngh!"
Slap!
"Why do you keep tormenting this lady! If this lady did wrong, tell her… Hiiik!"
Slap!
"Did wrong…? It's all your fault, Yeonhwa! You keep showing off that slutty body, driving me insane!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Eek, hng, nghgh! W-What did this lady do, hieeek!"
She tried protesting amid moans; I pinched her nipple, silencing her.
"What? You practiced shaking your tits 'cause you knew I'd like it! Spread your pussy wide while handjobbing me! Swallow anything I give you, even cum! And baby gate? Every damn thing is too slutty!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Hit! N-No… Haang! The baby gate echoes… Hauk! This lady feels like such an idiot… Heek!"
I'd felt it since our first time—Hong Yeonhwa's body was like seawater. The thirstier you drank, the thirstier you got. Only yanking her nipples and slamming my hips quenched it.
After pounding her cervix relentlessly, the intense orgasm surged.
I thrust deep one last time, grinding the glans against her cervix.
"Ngh… Cumming!"
Spurrrrrt.
I squeezed out every drop in a long, drawn-out release. Only after the final spurt did I stop.
"Haa… haa…"
Savoring the afterglow, I slowly pulled out.
Squelch… Pop. Massive globs of cum poured down her thighs.
Drip, drip, drip—along with whatever squirted from the passed-out Hong Yeonhwa, soaking the wall. Piss or squirt, who knew.
…I'll clean tomorrow. Too tired now.
I laid the fainted Hong Yeonhwa on the bed and lay beside her.
Paeng Soso's waist bent like a bow.
It was her first climax.