We've Taken Over the Infirmary (3)
Baek Ayoung slowly turned her body around. On all fours with her knees on the bed, she raised her hips high. Exposing her dripping pussy was humiliating, but thanks to the hypnosis backstory, she felt a bit more at ease.
"…."
Lee Ho-yeon took in her sensual rear view and readjusted his position. It was the cat pose from yoga—her massive ass thrust skyward, her pussy twitching invitingly. A posture designed to tempt a man, making it all too clear where to thrust.
"D-Darling… uh."
Baek Ayoung buried her flushed face in the pillow and let out a moan. Lee Ho-yeon didn't hold back.
Truth be told, before trying it, he'd been negative about doggy style. You couldn't see her pretty face or big breasts, and without feeling soft skin or body heat, the emotional connection felt lacking. But with Baek Ayoung's perfectly tight pussy and luscious hips, that opinion vanished instantly. Instead of mental intimacy, it sharpened the focus on pure pleasure. The deep thrusts stimulated her womb and inner walls, while the view of her voluptuous curves from behind ignited a primal sense of conquest. Some said it hurt, but not for her—at least.
"Lower it a bit. Hard to thrust like this."
She dipped her waist at his words, and he placed a hand on her hips, caressing her body. Her cinched waist flowed into sexy hips. His fingers traced the firm curve of her ass before gripping her perfect handholds.
Squelch—
He plunged his rock-hard cock straight inside her.
"Ah, ahh… hngh…."
With Lee Ho-yeon bracing her waist firmly, Baek Ayoung relaxed her body. She felt his shaft filling her completely. Her womb and walls pressed harder than before. Using her leaking juices as lube, he began to move.
"Stay still, darling. Just stay still."
"Y-Yes… ah, ahnng…."
Baek Ayoung exhaled hot, ragged breaths. She loved this—powerless, offering her pussy to the man gripping her waist. Surrendering to his cock, losing control of her body despite herself. Being dominated, controlled, conquered. Those were her triggers. His deep, pounding thrusts sapped her strength, and the wet slap-slap of flesh filled the infirmary with lewd echoes.
"Hoo…."
The satisfied grunt of a pleasured male. Proof her pussy was pleasing her beloved man. Her womb quivered as she clenched around him.
Unconsciously, Baek Ayoung buried her upper body into the bed. She tried pushing up with her arms, but the relentless jabs at her womb scattered her thoughts.
Lee Ho-yeon pistoned his hips fast, gazing down at her.
"Darling, you like it? Feels even tighter than before."
"Heh… hng, haa, ah, ahnng… Darling… haaah…."
He drove in deep, putting his full weight behind it—like demanding an answer, holding her womb hostage with teasing prods. How's that? Good, right? Not even this feels good?
"G-Good… heung, darlinggg… Feels so, so gooood…."
Baek Ayoung barely pried her lips open, stifling moans to bare her true self.
It's hypnosis anyway.
Vulgar, but purely honest desire.
"Hngh, heeeek… haaaah… Ah, aaang! Haaaaang!"
She couldn't hold back the pleasure. Her mind blanked in ecstasy. Baek Ayoung climaxed hard, head buried, pussy clamping down.
Feeling her tighten fueled his arousal. He kept thrusting—rubbing her upper walls, battering her cervix with his tip, savoring the softness.
"Haaah, ah, hngk. Hng, ahggh…."
Watching her burrow into the bed, unleashing obscene cries—it was thrilling. Even post-orgasm, she offered her pussy helplessly. So damn hot. And with her hips gripped, each thrust let him feel her soft ass against his pelvis. With her upper body lowered, that plump rear was impossible to ignore. Even without SM interests, you'd want to spank an ass like that.
Smack—
"Hii, ahn, kkuuuh…."
"Oh… squeezing harder now, darling."
The meaty slap of skin. Squish—
Head pressed to the bed, gasping, she tensed at the sudden sting—naturally tightening her pussy.
"Ha, ahh… hng, haaa… Darling, please. Pleeease… Ah, aaang…."
Writhing from the spank, she resisted the pleasure. Any more, and she'd turn into a fool. But to him above, she was just a slutty woman shaking her ass, begging for more cock.
She looks exhausted, but…
Her walls clenching my cock say her body's honest enough. I gripped her writhing waist tight and slammed upward fast. Each motion made her soaked walls suck and cling greedily.
"Heung, hek… hek… hauk…."
Baek Ayoung no longer called for darling, just burying her face as her body shuddered with every thrust.
"Heh, hng. Ah, ahngg…."
I bent forward, cock still buried, and yanked her shoulders up. Her lolling head forced upright, drool streaming from her slutty, blissed-out face. Impossible to resist.
"Open your mouth."
"Uh, aaa…."
Smooch— Slurp—
I shoved my tongue into her limp mouth, ravaging it. Controlling this high-class woman's top and bottom at will—pure male ecstasy.
"Gonna cum now."
"Hng, hngh. Hng, ah, inside. Deep inside… I love you. Love… haaaang!"
Enduring the onslaught, she begged for creampie. Ultimately, the fruit of love—her most precious thing.
"I'd cum inside anyway… ngh."
Splurt— Splurt—
Grabbing her breasts, I unloaded deep. Her clenching pussy milked me, soft womb kissing my tip. The hot flood in her belly blurred her vision.
"Love, looove… you. Darling… inside…."
Thud— Thud—
Even mid-creampie, my hips didn't stop. Baek Ayoung collapsed face-down, passing out.
Squelch—
I mounted her prone form. Her spread ass sought my cock, guiding it back in. I pinned her fully with my weight—no escape.
"Hauk, hek. Heeeek… Da, dar… kkh…."
Despite countless loads, my unrelenting hardness drew all her focus to her pussy. To please him more. She mewled cutely, begging for cum.
"Hoo, love you, darling."
Lust-filled, I crushed her body, thrusting deep.
"Heh, hng… Lo, love… Darling… haaah, haaaang!"
Her repeatedly climaxing pussy peaked again. Her body convulsed. Tears flowed from the forceful, destructive, violent sex. Pleasure wouldn't stop. Cumming, cumming, cumming—her mind drowned in bliss.
Gurgle— Gurgle—
Another load into her womb. Before the joyful "baby-making" feeling faded, he whispered in her ear.
"Haa, one more. Just one more, darling. Okay?"
"Ha, hak… hauk…."
Feeling my cock move again before the cum even settled, she kept gasping.
*
"Mmgh… kkh…."
"Haa, damn. Haa… so good."
I grabbed her hair over her face and shoved my cock into her mouth. Eyes squeezed shut, she gagged but sucked—her cleaning blowjob after so long made me want to dump the last load down her throat.
"Guhk. Kk… uk. Uuuph…."
"Love you, darling. Feels amazing… gonna cum."
"Mmph… kkhng…."
Rubbing my tip in her tight throat, I erupted.
Gulp. Gulp.
Baek Ayoung swallowed every drop pouring down her throat. I pulled out only after draining fully.
"Kkhng, ah, guhk. Cough, cough…."
Clutching her chest, she dry-heaved repeatedly.
Uh, too much?
Finally snapping out of it. Had I gotten too carried away?
Whew, she's fine.
Doesn't seem that wrecked. I offered the exhausted Baek Ayoung a bottle of water.
"Darling, drink this at least."
She needed fluids after all that sweat and tears.
Gulp gulp.
"Ha, haa… Darling… hnggg."
Downing half the 500ml bottle, she finally relaxed into my arms.
I stroked her gently.
"You did great."
"Darling…."
Her soft skin under my hand. It was 2 PM—later than expected, but fine. Snuggled against me, Baek Ayoung closed her eyes, steadying her breath. She'd been through a lot.
After a few minutes calming down, she met my eyes.
"Darling…."
"Yeah."
"I don't think I can hold back anymore…."
And dropped an ominous line.
"…Hold back what?"
I swallowed, staring at her. Baek Ayoung gazed back with resolve, then slowly spoke.
"…I need a mark. A mark… of our love."