Chapter 46
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Pussy Wide Open
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Phew... Finally done.
I stretched my back as I set down the last moving box.
"Wider than I thought?"
They'd said it was a 50-pyeong apartment, but it felt closer to 60. Big enough to play soccer in.
Starting today, this was my new home.
The spacious living room and modern interior hit all the right notes. It reeked of success.
Sniff sniff.
Still just smelled like a new house, though.
That was when it happened.
"Oppa! Help me out here!"
Seol-ah called from the kitchen, where she was unpacking.
I hurried over.
There she was in the kitchen, on her tiptoes, struggling to reach the upper cabinets. Her heels trembled as she stretched.
'Cute.'
She didn't even have to try. She embodied the perfect cute girlfriend I'd always imagined.
Her ponytail swayed.
White thighs peeked from under her short tennis skirt.
Couldn't have picked a better partner.
I approached with a pleased smile.
"These go in here?"
"Yeah! Just the big ones, please. I can't reach..."
She pointed to the large plates on the table.
"The big ones, huh?"
My lips curled up.
Big ones...
Speaking of which, mine had gotten bigger.
I grabbed the dishes she'd pointed to first and stacked them neatly in the cabinet. Easy reach for me.
Seol-ah clapped beside me.
"Thanks! Guess we need a step stool."
"Still got a big one left, though."
"Huh? I thought that was all..."
She tilted her head.
The plates were done.
But...
Poke. Poke.
My pants nudged her ass.
A heavy presence.
Seol-ah froze.
She turned slowly, looking up at me. Her face flushed red.
"...Looks like there's still one more to put away."
Quick on the uptake.
My partner through and through.
Seol-ah braced on the table and bent over.
Smooth as water.
She hiked up her tennis skirt.
Whoa.
No panties.
Her white ass bare.
She pushed back.
Her straight, clamped pussy came into view.
Neatly groomed pubes.
Already a little wet.
"Wanna put the big one in? Hehe."
Seol-ah grinned cheekily.
She got it without me spelling it out.
Did that count as good work ethic?
Her old bosses had begged her not to quit every time. Made sense now.
If she tried to resign, I'd cling to her pussy lips myself.
Seol-ah handing in her notice.
Me begging, grabbing her labia...
...
Poke.
I unzipped.
Pulled out my cock.
Full mast already.
Aimed at her entrance.
Squelch.
Nice sound.
One of Seol-ah's best features: she got wet fast.
Apparently a skill taught at Hwick University.
"Rapid lubrication" or something.
Not many could learn it—too body-dependent.
How the hell did they teach that?
Probably a mystery I'd never solve.
Didn't plan to ask.
I thrust in without hesitation.
Sluurp—.
My cock sank right into her pussy like it was sucked in. No resistance.
"Hngh..."
Seol-ah let out a short moan.
Her grip tightened on the table.
How to describe her pussy?
As an aspiring sommelier, the word that came to mind was moist and sticky.
Like firm marshmallows?
Contradictory, but yeah.
Soft outside, packed tight inside.
Squelch. Squelch.
I moved my hips.
Slow.
Deep.
"Hng... Oppa..."
Seol-ah turned to look at me.
Dazed eyes.
Dilated pupils.
Ah.
So hot.
That face.
Those eyes.
With her, I just wanted to bully her.
I'm not usually into that.
But she brought out the sadist in me.
Her reactions were too good.
Drip. Drip.
Her pussy juice overflowed onto the floor.
Staining it.
Gonna be a pain to clean.
But not now.
I picked up speed.
The slaps grew lewder.
At first, smack smack.
Then splat splat.
Then squelch squelch.
Squelch squelch meant she was on the edge.
Viscosity spiking.
Usually, by my one climax, she'd cum three times.
Great cost-performance.
"Hkng...!"
Seol-ah held back her moans.
Bit her lip hard.
I liked restraint over loud panting.
But...
Couldn't let her hold back forever.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
I slammed hard.
"Ehk...! Ohok... Ungh...!"
Couldn't hold then.
Mouth agape, drool flowing.
Heh.
Cute girl.
"O-Oppa...! So... rough...! Gonna... cum again..."
Another fact: after two orgasms, she clenched unconsciously.
Lost reason, instincts kicked in.
Couldn't control her killer pussy.
Grrrrrip—.
Her walls crushed my cock.
Anyone else would've tapped out. Explained her ex's double suicide.
Definitely a deadly weapon.
But my perfect fit.
Her killer grip made her even more sensitive.
Vicious... no, virtuous cycle.
"Hnghh... Hkgh... Heuk... Hooah..."
Not words or moans anymore—just leaks.
My turn approaching.
She had plenty of S-Save capacity.
So?
No reason to hold back.
Spurt spuuurt—.
Flood her womb.
Glug glug.
Hot semen surged through my cock.
Her womb filled instantly.
Her lower belly squished against the table.
"Haa... So warm..."
She panted as I finished.
Seemed adapted to my loads now. No more pained groans—just comfort.
She had some leisure.
I pulled out.
Pop.
"Ah, did I unpack the extractor?"
"Hehe, first thing I did."
Seol-ah stood wobbling.
Her penguin waddle was oddly cute.
Penguin full of cum.
She headed to the extractor in the living room corner.
Plugged the dildo-shaped thing into her pussy.
Looked routine now.
Whirr—.
Machine hummed, extracting semen.
"Hey, did you hear? Royal Jelly re-exam pass rate's only 40%."
"40%? The 50% line's broken."
Saw it on the news.
The fall of the drug-pumped jellies.
"Yeah... Should've quit sooner..."
Seol-ah's face darkened.
Thinking of her first Royal Jelly match.
The guy who croaked from her grip alone.
Probably a fake, bulked up on meds.
Couldn't handle her premium pussy.
Bad vibe.
Time to cheer her up. Dinner out for the move.
"Wanna eat out? Hotel for moving celebration—steak or something."
"Really? Yay!"
Her face lit up instantly.
Seol-ah was cutest smiling.
"Wow... First time at a place like this."
Seol-ah's eyes sparkled.
"This okay? I've got money to burn."
"I-Isn't this expensive?"
She trembled at the menu.
Fine dining spot, fairly famous.
Modest by my standards now.
S-rank life.
"Yeah. We'll hit better spots later. Some hotel's shaved ice is over 100k. Still gotta try."
"Yes!"
Course started: soup, salad, scallops, steak.
Server set plates.
"No semen elements, right?"
"Yes, prepared as requested—all excluded."
"Thanks."
Whew.
This beautiful fucked-up world put semen extracts in most fine dining.
Not raw, but still.
Too big a hurdle for me.
No thanks to other guys' jizz in my mouth.
Seol-ah ate happily, unbothered.
Munch munch.
Cheeks puffed.
Good appetite.
"Tasty?"
"Yeah! Melts in your mouth!"
She looked blissful.
Made me happy.
Worth all the pumping.
Mid-meal.
Voice from next table called Seol-ah.
"Oh? Seol-ah?"
She paused her fork.
Turned.
Glam makeup, designer bag.
"...Jeong-mi?"
Seol-ah stiffened.
"Omg! It's been forever! How've you been? Heard the news."
'...Heard the news and asks if she's okay?'
Tough bitch.
If she knew, that line wouldn't fly.
Seol-ah's struggles post-incident: blacklisted, hopping jobs.
Knowing that and grinning?
"Me? Doing fine."
"Good! I was worried. Rumors were nasty."
Jeong-mi fussed dramatically.
"Killer pussy? Way overblown, right?"
Said it aloud on purpose.
Provoking.
Seol-ah paled.
Jeong-mi's eyes scanned me.
Top to bottom.
Appraising.
"Who's this? Not back harvesting after that... Boyfriend?"
Sneering.
Seol-ah clenched her fist.
"...Still the same, huh."
"Huh? Did I say wrong? Oh, side gig? Hourly pay... Sigh, Seol-ah. Even desperate, that's illegal, y'know?"
Whoa...
Says that to her face?
Whore-shaming?
Even if pros here had "Semen Receiver" certs.
Not touching my girl.
Can't take more.
Time to step up.
Seol-ah was mine.
Mess with her, mess with me.
I stood.
Polite warning.
Gentleman here.
'Excuse me. Your words are out of line—stop.'
I opened my mouth.
"You rude bitch, I'll rip your pussy wide open."
...
Shit!
Said my thoughts out loud!