Chapter 53
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Trials of the Pussy Cult (2)
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A heavy weight settled on my thighs.
The super-massive-titted nun straddled me, practically naked.
All she wore was white stockings on her bare skin.
And black flats.
A insane visual blending holiness and depravity.
'Fuck, they expect me to hold out for an hour in front of a woman like that?'
One hour.
Sixty minutes.
3,600 seconds.
Easier said than done— an hour in sex is an eternity.
Of course, it's not impossible.
I'm known for my stamina, by myself and others.
I can last 15 to 20 minutes even pounding away seriously.
Slow and leisurely, I can stretch it past 40.
But that's when I'm in control.
Right now?
Look at the nun's eyes.
That's the gaze of someone dead set on making me cum.
Her determination to wring out my semen, by any means necessary.
"If you endure just one hour, you can become an inner circle member."
Sister Maria whispered.
And the moment her words ended.
Squish.
Her pale white hand dove into my pants.
No hesitation.
'Ugh, fuck. Is this okay for a holy woman?'
In a church, a nun touching a man's cock.
The blasphemy hits hard.
But I quickly corrected myself.
'... Oh, right. She's not a real holy woman.'
This woman's no official church nun.
She's a nun from the ridiculous cult called the Pussy Cult.
In other words, a fake cleric.
A quack.
Slither.
While I was thinking, her hand gripped my cock.
Her palm was soft.
Smooth, without a single callus.
'Fuck, not the time for that.'
Get it together, Jeong Do-hun.
If I enjoy this now, I'll blow my load messily.
I have to hold out somehow.
Sing the national anthem?
Recite multiplication tables?
But with those massive tits jiggling in front of me, no way I'd remember them.
3 times 3 is tits! That's all I'd shout.
I need a strategy.
Defense alone won't cut it.
The best defense is a good offense.
"Do I really have to just sit here doing nothing for a full hour?"
I protested my unfair position.
This is too lopsided.
It's like being tied up and beaten.
Sister Maria gave a sly smile.
"Hee hee, Brother, you can touch my body as much as you like."
...?
For real?
"Then I won't hold back."
My hands were already moving.
Sorry, cock.
My hands seemed to have a mind of their own.
Moving on pure instinct, bypassing my brain.
Boing. Boing.
The sensation against my palms.
Insane.
On a whole other level from any tits I'd groped before.
Sunbae Ji-soo's were big, but they sank under my fingers.
These super-king tits?
They swallow my wrists whole.
A swamp of flesh I can't escape.
Soft and squishy, yet firm and bouncy inside.
A paradoxical texture.
Like a liquid monster, or freshly steamed buns.
Every squeeze sends flesh spilling between my fingers.
One hand can't handle it.
Even two aren't enough.
"Haa..."
A soft moan escaped the nun's lips.
I couldn't hold back.
I buried my face in.
Slurp. Slurp.
I lifted a king tit to my mouth.
Her areola was so huge it wouldn't fit in one bite.
No thoughts.
Just an endless urge to suck on these tits right now.
Mmm.
Slurp... Sluuurp...
I rolled her nipple with my tongue, nibbled lightly with my teeth.
Bounce.
The elasticity was no joke.
"As expected, all brothers love breasts."
The nun said, stroking my head.
A voice full of affection.
But the words cut deep.
A jab that all men are the same?
"To be precise, I love Sister Maria's breasts."
I pulled away and corrected her.
I'm not some easy guy who likes any tits.
Only pretty ones.
Especially huge, beautiful ones like these.
"Oh my, that's music to my ears."
She said she was happy, but her expression didn't change.
No flicker in her eyes.
True to this world's feminist ways, does she secretly find it disgusting?
'How dare a man suck the sacred tits of a Pussy Cult nun.'
Something like that?
Doesn't matter.
Disgusted or not, my mouth is in heaven.
But then.
Hm?
Why does my crotch feel so airy?
Wide open.
Wind whistling through.
I glanced down instinctively.
'Yeah, can't see past the tits.'
The massive flesh blocks my view.
These king tits double as tactical shields.
Outstanding strategic value.
I craned my neck sideways to check.
Slide. Slide.
The nun's hand was working busily.
'As expected, my cock's out.'
When did she do that?
I was wearing jeans.
Zip down, pants pulled aside, cock freed— the whole process.
Didn't feel a thing.
If she pulled it out without me noticing, this won't be easy.
A pickpocket-level skill to steal out my cock unnoticed.
"Hee hee, you're holding out pretty well."
The nun laughed.
Her hand sped up.
"I've got some confidence in enduring."
I bluffed.
But cold sweat trickled down.
Her technique was no joke.
Not just basic up-and-down stroking.
She gripped it with both hands.
Tightening, then loosening.
Masterful control of pressure.
Regular strokes, then sudden squeezes like wringing it out.
And her fingers.
Playing it like a piano.
Tap tap. Tap.
Gliding along the shaft, teasing under the head, poking the slit.
Performing on my cock.
Flashy.
The handwork of a handjob master.
Even Seol-ah and Ye-na didn't have handjob skills this advanced.
Theirs were textbook or relied on natural talent.
This independent finger technique was new.
"Sister seems pretty familiar with this kind of situation?"
I asked.
Pure curiosity.
And to buy time.
"Hee hee, I'm a certified Semen Receiver on the side."
...
What?
Semen Receiver?
Fuck.
A real pro?
Not just a cult nun, but a nationally certified expert?
My head spun.
I knew someone prepping to be one.
Sunbae Tae-ning.
The one with a motor in her hips.
Even she had killer blowjob and handjob skills.
And she was just studying for the exam.
A working pro's technique?
An official Semen Receiver's at that?
'One hour... this'll be tough.'
My confidence plummeted.
A pro's touch is different.
My cock is dancing.
Feels too good to handle.
- Squish squish!
The damn thing was already surrendering, screaming in what— pain or joy?
But I wasn't out of options.
What I'm best at.
Besides cumming, making women cum with my cock.
Just insert this, and victory seems possible...
Problem is, this nun won't let me insert easily.
She's just toying with it by hand.
I need to get it in.
Somehow, or I'm done.
"Already 10 minutes in. Keep it up, and you'll pass."
She checked her watch.
Only 10 minutes?
Feels like an hour already.
50 left.
Despair.
"Ha ha... gotta try."
"... But a cock this vicious needs a matching trial."
Her eyes changed.
She slid off my thighs.
And knelt before me.
Praying pose?
No.
Worshipping my cock.
"Slurp."
She stuck out her tongue.
Long.
Red tongue flicking like a snake.
'Fuck, blowjob now?'
Her hands were killer enough.
She lowered her head.
Swallowed my cock whole.
Slurp.
Warm, wet mucosa enveloped it.
And then.
Whatever she did inside, her tongue moved freely.
Like a snake coiled around my cock.
Wrapping the head, probing the slit, stroking the shaft.
Sucking her cheeks hollow for vacuum suction.
Dyson-level power.
Bobbing her head for deepthroat.
Gag. Gag.
No hesitation shoving it deep into her throat.
Even stimulating the head with throat squeezes.
Ugh, calling this pussy-mouth isn't exaggeration.
Tighter than actual pussy.
Cock getting slick.
Mixed with her spit and my precum.
Hard to endure.
But I kept my face neutral.
Act relaxed.
That's how I get a shot at insertion.
Show weakness, she'll finish me with her mouth.
Hold out.
She noticed, slowly pulling off my cock.
Pop.
Cheerful sound as it escaped.
Saliva string stretching long.
"Can you handle this too?"
She settled between my legs.
Leaned forward.
Thud. Thud.
Two massive tits landed on my thighs.
Heavy.
Overwhelming mass.
And.
My cock.
... vanished?
No, buried between those giant tits.
Cock storage.
Cock warmer for chilly days.
That was the true nature of those milk tanks.
Worlds apart from Ji-soo sunbae's paizuri.
Hers were marshmallow-soft.
Gentle embrace.
Sister Maria's?
Firmness too.
High-density tits.
Packed tight.
Squiiiish...
She pressed her arms together, squeezing them central.
Fuck.
Press.
True hydraulic press.
Cock getting crushed.
Pressure from all sides.
Suffocating.
Cock might asphyxiate.
Pong. Pong. Pong.
She started bobbing her torso up and down.
Her king tits making cheerful sounds.
Spit and precum from the blowjob acting as lube, sliding smoothly.
Slick. Slick.
Grinding my cock to bits.
"Hmm... even this won't do it? Impressive, Brother."
She sounded disappointed, but her expression unchanged.
Still that sultry smile.
But.
'... Wait, her eyes are crinkling up?'
Looking close, her brow furrowed slightly.
Her pride stung that her prized king tits failed to make me cum.
A crack in her pro Semen Receiver pride?
Good.
Provocation worked.
Now she'll have to bring out heavier artillery.
"As expected... the best way to force a cum is this."
She spread her legs wide.
White thighs.
Here it comes.
Finally, my chance.
If I don't cum, my advantages are big cock and endless stamina.
Insert into pussy, piston full throttle for remaining 30 minutes.
Probably the piston of my life.
Tougher than a marathon.
Like sprinting flat out for 30.
But to see that group bukkake show, I must pass this trial.
For that sight, my waist is a small sacrifice.
"Are you ready?"
The nun asked.
Poke.
Her pussy peeked out.
"Anytime."
Coming.
Pussy approaching.
Smooth, cleric-worthy white pussy.
Not a hair, pristine shave, pale skin.
Clean enough "unclean" doesn't cross your mind.
Even as a Semen Receiver alum, an ideal holy pussy.
Holy water might flow from it.
Gulp.
Dry swallow.
Damn, this tense for sex?
Didn't tense this much for my first time.
Squelch.
Labia touched the glans.
Warm.
Already soaked with her juices.
Did she get off playing with my cock?
Lewd nun.
Cock slowly sucked in.
Wriggle.
Inner walls alive and moving.
Ugh, her pussy's no slouch either.
Tight grip like nothing else.
Not Seol-ah's killer pussy, but squeezing the whole shaft.
Like thrusting into mud.
Can't pull out.
But...
'Now.'
Fully inserted.
Time to seize control.
"You said I could move too, so let's get started."
"Pardon?"
Catching her off-guard.
Hnnng!
I lifted her up in position.
"Kyaa!"
She let out a light scream, clinging to me.
Standing carry.
Airborne mating press.
Ekiben.
Lift-up.
The man's dream—waist destroyer— complete.
My muscles and core shining.
She's not light.
Those tits alone weigh a ton.
But my cock props her up.
"W-wait... I'm scared... gonna fall..."
She trembled, hugging my neck.
Scared?
Then hold tighter.
"Hngh!"
I braced.
And.
Smack!
Snapped my hips up hard.
Bottom to top.
Defying gravity piston.
Glans slamming her cervix dead-on.
"Krrgh...!"
An incomprehensible sound burst from her.
Not scream, not moan— eerie.
Cervix impact shock.
But no stopping.
'Keep pushing.'
Smack! Smack! Thud. Thud.
Flesh slapping loudly.
Aerial flesh battle.
My pelvis battering her ass.
Shock transmitting fully.
"Guh. Guh. Ngh. Hek. Heuk..."
Can't even breathe, just moaning.
Plus, her huge tits keep her from fully pressing against me.
Cushioning her away.
Like floating in midair.
Unstable pose.
Her legs wrapped my waist tight.
Squeezing.
Survival instinct not to fall.
Whew, really.
Like my cock that much?
"Sister, wrapping your legs like that. You must love it."
I teased smugly.
Acting casual.
Truth is, I'm straining too.
Thighs about to burst.
"Guh... Hn... N-no...! I didn't...!"
Denying, but voice shaking.
Already lost to pleasure.
"But look, Sister. Your legs have me pinned— can't fully pull back."
Indeed, piston cycles faster than usual.
Her legs locked behind my back, no room to withdraw.
Limited stroke range.
Short and thick.
Short-pitch pounding.
But that speeds it up, battering her cervix relentlessly.
Bam. Bam. Bam.
Pounding like breaking down the womb door.
Self-inflicted wound?
Whew.
Not planned, but favors me now.
She can't hold out.
"Heek... Hik. Hik... N-no... gonna..."
Her eyes glazing over.
Mouth agape, drool flowing.
"Gonna?"
I echoed.
Where you going?
Hour not up.
"I... I'm... cumming...!!"
She screamed.
Body arched like a bow.
And.
Squiiirt!
Font hit from Sister Maria's pussy.
Her juices soaked my abs.
Hot.
Her body convulsed, then went limp.
Head buried in my shoulder, panting.
Whew...
Finally even.
Checked the clock.
20 minutes left.
My hips didn't stop.
Now the real battle begins.
Sister, don't pass out.
Test ain't over yet.