Selective Premarital Virginity (2)
The key to conquering Yeon Hyoju. Even though my pain values were too low to craft a proper skill, this would have to be enough. With that bitch’s mental fortitude, she’ll fall in no time.
Somewhat Awkward Incubus's Pheromone B/F
- Increases a woman's favorability the closer you become to her
- Heightened pleasure during physical contact
- Ineffective against those with strong mental resistance
- Side effects may occur after use
After confirming the skill had formed, I pressed my lips to her smooth, healthy-looking nape. Yeon Hyoju immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and let out a sweet, throaty moan.
“Hng… Can I take that as consent?”
“Haah… haah…”
I deliberately acted like I was in heat, showing that her charm had completely blown my mind. The corner of Yeon Hyoju’s mouth curved upward.
“What the hell. They said he was a promising first-year, but he’s easier than I thought.”
Her refined tone peeled away, along with the mask of a gentle older sister. In its place stood a queen who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
When I stroked her back and slid my hand toward her chest, she snapped, “No. That’s for next time.” The command came out like she was speaking to a slave. But I didn’t back down. I lifted her shirt and slipped my hand inside her bra.
“Hey! Hey! I told you to stop!”
Her voice was flustered. She still believed I had been enslaved by her charm. The moment I grabbed her bouncy, bronze-toned breast—
“Ahng! Stop it!”
She pinched my hand hard.
Fuck. What kind of resistance is this from a goddamn slut? She should’ve just given it up once.
I kept pushing, refusing to let her push me away. I bit down on her nipple and ran my hands repeatedly from her neck to her waist.
“Ugh…! Why does this feel so—!”
It must have been her first time feeling anything like this. Yeon Hyoju looked genuinely confused. Sweat began to bead across her skin from my relentless caresses. I licked it away and started moving lower.
“Not there!”
She shoved me hard, slamming me onto the floor.
“Our Seonghyun is too excited. Noona will take care of you, so nothing down there, okay?”
Tsk. In my head I wanted to just pin her down and fuck her senseless, but right now I had to keep acting like I was half-subjugated to her.
I nodded obediently.
She let out a sigh of relief and repositioned herself.
“Seonghyun. Have you ever had your dick sucked? Do you know what a blowjob is?”
She flicked her tongue across my balls, then swallowed one whole. Her tongue moved skillfully, pressing and massaging without a hint of teeth. Fuck…! This actually felt incredible. As expected from a professional slut—her technique was on another level.
Considering Shin Suyeon had been the last person to give me head, the difference was literally night and day. Sorry, Suyeon, but Yeon Hyoju wins this one hands down.
Even while sucking my balls, her hands never stopped. She slowly stroked from my calves to my thighs, deliberately building my impatience. Eventually her fingers began teasing the base of my cock, but she never once touched the head.
She really knows what she’s doing. She understood exactly how to torment a man.
She finally released my balls and drooled saliva onto my shaft. Once. Twice. The way she let it drip was obscenely erotic. Using both hands, she spread the spit over every inch of my cock like applying lube. Then she started stroking me with both fists—perfect pressure, perfect rhythm.
But she still avoided the glans.
“……”
“Why? Do you want me to touch the head too?”
Her face was overflowing with sadistic glee, like she was dying to torture me. I nodded with the desperate expression she clearly wanted.
“That’s not how you beg, is it?”
“Please… touch it for me……”
“What am I to you?”
She really was pushing every button. I’d endure it for now. Time was on my side.
“You are my queen.”
“Good boy. Now you’re listening. Hup—”
She swallowed the head of my cock.
“Ugh!”
Insane. How was her mouth this strong? It felt like a vacuum cleaner. She sucked my entire glans inside while both hands pumped from root to shaft. At the same time her tongue mercilessly rubbed the inside of my urethra.
The overwhelming pleasure made it impossible to hold back.
“I’m—I’m gonna cum!”
Spurt! Spurt!
“Uup! Uup! Eueup……”
My orgasm lasted twice as long as usual. Even with that massive load, Yeon Hyoju swallowed every drop without spilling a single one.
“Haah… It’s really thick. Must be because you’re twenty.”
She licked the head with lingering regret. A deep flush colored both her cheeks. She was even subtly rubbing her thighs together. The pheromone was clearly working.
“Whew. Why is it so hot?”
She fanned her shirt and looked for water. A perfect opening.
“Kyaaak!”
I shoved her down and pinned her to the floor, reversing our positions. Mating press. I ripped off her skirt and panties and aimed straight for her pussy.
“You little—! I told you not there!”
She wouldn’t even let me get close, like her pussy was coated in gold. Then she reached back and spread her own anus with her fingers.
“If you really can’t wait… you can use this hole……”
Her pink insides came into full view. She clearly gave herself enemas every day. I coated my hand in water and began rubbing her asshole.
“Ahng! That’s too……”
The more I rubbed, the louder her moans grew. As a bonus, the strength drained from her resisting body. So this was her weak point.
Once I was sure she was loosened up, I coated my cock in water and pushed it inside her ass.
Sluuuuurp.
“Aaak! This feels more intense than usual……”
“Why? Something different?”
“Huuk……!”
The hole was surprisingly tight. It clearly wasn’t her first time, but I’d expected it to be loose like a public cumdump. That wasn’t the case at all. Her plump ass and that addictive elasticity—after savoring the feel of her cheeks, I forced myself deeper.
Yeon Hyoju trembled violently, convulsing. At the same time, juices gushed from her pussy. Pain and pleasure mixed together.
I moved slowly at first, savoring the different sensation. A pussy squeezed from every direction, but an ass clamped down on the entrance like it was trying to snap my cock off and keep it out.
After enjoying the tightness for a while, I began thrusting harder. Each thrust made Yeon Hyoju flinch.
“Ang! Hak! Why is my body like this today? It’s way too sensitive!”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“That’s not what I— Auk! Wait… something’s wrong! Stop! Hak!”
She finally sensed something was off and tried to pull away. Where did she think she was going?
I crushed her completely beneath me and slammed into her ass with brutal force.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Kang! Kak! I can’t breathe! Gentler! Aaak!”
Her anus contracted violently. Her insides writhed and squeezed.
“You’re about to cum, aren’t you?”
“N-no! I’m not! I’m not cumming!”
Her body was clearly lying. I rubbed her clit to force the truth out of her.
“Khaaaaaaaaang!”
She let out a beastly roar as her entire body went rigid as stone. A powerful squirt erupted.
I rubbed her gushing pussy hard with my palm while continuing to pound her. She completely lost control.
“Uaaang! No! I just came! Hak! Haang! Stop, stoooop!”
She twisted and struggled, but I wasn’t about to let her go. I pinned her down like a living onahole and increased my pace.
Thudthudthudthud!
“Ak! Aaak! My ass—my ass is tearing apart! Kahng! Haaang!”
Her anus squeezed like a vice. The signs of a multiple orgasm. My own climax was coming too.
I pulled the head out slightly, then slammed back in with all my strength.
“……!”
A silent scream. After repeating it a few times, her toes curled inward.
“Heuk! Hak! Cumming! I’m cumming!”
“Me too!”
I pulled out once more, then drove back into her violently contracting hole as if trying to break it. The overwhelming pressure and stimulation made us both cry out at the same time.
“Aaaaang!”
“Kugh!”
Spurt. Spurt. Gush!
Cum flooded her intestines while her pussy sprayed like a broken fountain. Having emptied every last drop into Yeon Hyoju, I collapsed beside her.
“Haah… haah…”
She stared at me with heated breaths. Her face was that of a woman completely addicted to a drug. Then she slyly climbed on top of me and began rolling her hips in lewd little circles.
“Seonghyun. Want to go again?”
“Sure.”
Yeon Hyoju was falling deeper and deeper into addiction.
Three times. That was how many times we’d fucked. She kept begging for more afterward, but I refused and left.
Can’t give her too much of the taste right away. The stimulation threshold had to be raised slowly. Only then would she completely lose her mind to me.
After exchanging numbers with Yeon Hyoju, I headed back to the dormitory. By then it was deep into the night and the wind had grown cold.
I glanced at the message floating in the air.
Somewhat Awkward Incubus's Pheromone B/E
I’d used it so much that it had already risen a grade. At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before Yeon Hyoju’s brain was completely pickled in my pheromones.
To think I’d end up using a skill to seduce women. The world really was full of surprises if you lived long enough. Of course, the pheromone skill was active-only, and I had no intention of using it on anyone except Yeon Hyoju…
If it were the old me, I wouldn’t have touched this skill at all. Still, as disposable tools went, it felt pretty good. The skill draw had been worth it.
When I reached the dormitory, every light was off. I opened the door quietly and stepped inside. Only the kitchen light was on.
Must be Ahyeon. He loved late-night snacks, so it wouldn’t be strange for him to be up. But my guess was completely wrong.
“You’re back?”
Han Yuri sat there with a bitter expression, drinking alone. She wore a black see-through dress, her blonde hair braided over one shoulder. The moonlight streaming through the window made her look like the tragic heroine of some melodrama.
“Yeah. Had something to take care of. Why are you drinking by yourself? Where’s Ahyeon?”
“Asleep. I didn’t want to wake him, so I’m just drinking.”
“I see.”
Worried she might ask me to drink with her, I quickly headed toward my room. I was about to say goodnight and close the door when she spoke again.
“There’s still some left.”
“……”
“Want some?”
No. I really don’t. I barely stopped the words from leaving my mouth. I wanted to go inside and rest, but refusing her now would cause a storm later.
Just play along for a bit and leave. Han Yuri wasn’t that strong with alcohol. A little would knock her out quickly.
“Just a little, then.”
“What kind of guy hesitates like that? Here.”
She filled a rice bowl to the brim with soju.
“…If you’ve got something on your mind, just say it. How am I supposed to drink this?”
“You’re a tanker. You’ve got self-recovery skills. What are you complaining about?”
She pushed the bowl toward me with an indifferent expression. No choice. The moment I gulped it down, a strange taste mixed with the alcohol hit my tongue. What the hell?
As I wondered, I caught Han Yuri’s eyes curving with amusement over the rim of the bowl.
“You drank it?”
The instant I pulled my mouth away, a message appeared.
You have consumed 'Alcohol That Speaks the Truth.'
For the next 5 minutes, you cannot tell a lie.
Goddamn it!