Chaeeum Boyang (4)
“...Huh? W-what’s wrong with this?”
Jin Seoryeong, who had laid Baek Jincheon on the bed and was about to begin the chaeeum boyang, ran into a massive obstacle before she could even start.
“Why’s the erection gone?”
Baek Jincheon’s cock had gone completely soft. She’d confirmed with her own eyes that it had been standing tall just moments ago when he approached Yeon Wol, yet now, when it was time to couple with her, it had deflated.
In reality, his body had reached its limit, his energy was depleted, and there wasn’t even a situation where his cock could muster any strength, but Jin Seoryeong, unaware of this, interpreted the situation differently.
“Why... why was it hard for your disciple, but now it’s all soft when it’s time to fuck me?”
To her, it meant Baek Jincheon was more turned on by Yeon Wol than by her.
“Is it because I’m not as sexy as your disciple? My body’s just as good, no... better...”
The thought of her beloved man getting erect only for another woman and not for her was utterly heartbreaking. Tears welled up, and her chest tightened painfully.
“My tits are bigger. And prettier shaped too... I worked so hard to sculpt my body just for you, Baek Jincheon. This is too much...”
With every word, her voice grew wetter and more trembling. Even voicing her past efforts couldn’t change the fact that he’d gotten hard only for Yeon Wol and not her. It only deepened her misery.
Where am I lacking? Why does he only get hard for his disciple and not me? I’ve been called one of the greatest beauties in the Murim, with hundreds of love letters piling up. Men fall for me just standing there. So why won’t he get hard for me...? Wait, no way.
Jin Seoryeong was a woman with excellent self-awareness. As the leader of the Cheonma Corps, she needed a broad perspective, and she knew exactly how stunning her looks were. She’d chosen to reunite with Baek Jincheon in front of everyone because she was confident in her appearance.
Yet even seeing her like this didn’t arouse him. It wasn’t about looks, she judged.
“...Wait, Baek Jincheon. Don’t tell me.”
If it wasn’t her appearance, then the only thing left was one: his tastes.
“You... you only get hard for your d-disciples? You have that kind of fetish?”
Reaching her conclusion, Jin Seoryeong covered her mouth with her hand, eyes widening in shock.
Baek Jincheon only got excited for his disciples. Suddenly, everything he’d done made perfect sense: the dense lipstick marks on his cock; approaching his disciple fully erect; telling her to spread her legs and lie belly-down on his thighs with his cock fully exposed; ordering her to strip off her skirt and panties so he could spank her ass...
When she didn’t know, she’d thought, What the hell kind of crazy shit is this? But knowing he had a disciple fetish solved every mystery.
“To think you had that kind of fetish... and taking in disciples out of nowhere was all so you could raise them as brides. Baek Jincheon... how could you?”
Jin Seoryeong glared down at the lying Baek Jincheon with eyes full of contempt.
“Kh, heuk. Cough. What... nonsense...”
From Baek Jincheon’s perspective, it was an utterly unjust accusation. He tried to muster every last bit of strength, even coughing up blood to explain, but he couldn’t.
Thud.
“Mmph.”
“Quiet. Talking would be too much for your body right now.”
Her palm gently covered his mouth.
“A disciple fetish... It’s humiliating that I longed for a man with such a perverse kink for seven whole years.”
Still covering his mouth, she looked down at him with contemptuous eyes. Any normal woman would feel disillusioned, spit, and leave. But Jin Seoryeong was far from normal—she was extraordinarily exceptional.
A mere twisted fetish couldn’t break her resolve.
“I’ll uproot that warped fetish of yours completely. I’ll remake your tastes into something normal. Got it?”
On the contrary, the fact that she could fix Baek Jincheon’s perversion with her own hands... no, her body... ignited her determination even more.
Swish.
She untied the knot at her chest and shrugged off her top.
With the righteous cause of saving her beloved man and correcting his twisted fetish from the root, her actions were utterly unrestrained.
Her breasts, bound tightly in black silk to avoid hindrance during movement as the Cheonma Corps leader, came free.
Tick—swish.
When the black silk unraveled and fell to the floor, the massive tits burst forth with doubled impact, jiggling enticingly.
Jin Seoryeong’s breasts were just a tad larger than Yeon Wol’s, and as she’d said, perfectly shaped. They seemed crafted to captivate men, especially the pink areolas and nipples of just the right size—they stole Baek Jincheon’s gaze like artwork.
Tits so arousing and pretty they made him forget his injustice at being accused of a nonexistent fetish.
“I’ll educate your cock properly with these tits. Teach you what normal tastes really are.”
Grabbing her gorgeous tits with both hands, she spread them apart and enveloped his cock between them.
Squish squish.
Baek Jincheon’s limp, powerless cock regained its strength in an instant, wrapped in her soft, warm, smooth breasts.
“Nngh, oooh♥ I-it’s... getting bigger? See, you say you don’t get hard unless it’s a disciple, but your body’s honest, huh? Heh, heehee♥”
Feeling the cock growing thicker and harder between her tits, Jin Seoryeong flushed her cheeks red and curled her lips upward.
Baek Jincheon had never said he only got hard for disciples, so he wanted to retort, but her desperate expression stopped him.
Squish squish.
Squelch squelch.
“Hah. Hah. How’s that, Baek Jincheon? Your disciple never did this for you, right? Even if she did, m-my titjob feels way better, doesn’t it? Right?”
While titfucking, she kept peeking up at him slyly, gauging his reaction with desperate eyes. Seeing her work so hard with those cock-hardening tits... Even Baek Jincheon, a man, couldn’t help but get aroused.
“Ah♥ Y-your cock’s poking out between my tits♥ I’ve got Baek Jincheon’s cock fully erect at full power♥”
In the end, Jin Seoryeong succeeded in bringing Baek Jincheon’s cock to full erection with her sheer sexiness.
She’d never known erecting her beloved’s cock with her own power could feel this satisfying. The sense of accomplishment filling her chest mixed with her love for him, and in her overwhelming joy, she planted her lips on the plump glans protruding from her cleavage.
“Nice to meet you♥ Cock♥ Thanks for getting excited for me, mwah♥”
The red lipstick mark Yeon Wol had left that morning was now overlaid with Jin Seoryeong’s kiss.
“Hoo♥ Alright, now that your cock’s hard... time for the main event.”
After a quick kiss of thanks on the glans, she stood, sliding down her skirt and panties together.
Swish.
Plop.
With skirt and panties off, her exposed pussy was a pristine, hairless pink slit.
“Haa♥ Haa♥ Baek Jincheon♥ H-how’s this? It’s my virgin pussy, treasured all this time just for you♥”
Jin Seoryeong gleefully spread her pussy with both hands toward him. Offering her purity to her beloved Baek Jincheon had been her dream for seven years.
Squelch.
Squelch.
Her pussy had gotten wet the moment it saw his cock, and when he spanked Yeon Wol’s ass, it had dripped lewdly. Now, after the titjob and kiss on the glans, it was soaked through, steaming with heat.
Just standing there, sticky pussy juices dripped in strings, her entrance twitching hungrily for his cock—a fully aroused, heat-stricken state.
Without the endurance she’d cultivated as Cheonma Corps leader, she’d probably have mounted him by now and pistoned her hips at full speed.
But starting to fuck without warning was for beasts.
“I-it’s my f-first time, but♥ I’ve read tons of bedroom arts manuals♥ I know the theory inside out♥ So I won’t be bad at it♥ I’ll do my best♥ Y-you have to watch prettily♥ Make sure your cock falls for my pussy♥ I’ll give it everything♥”
As a civilized person, she politely informed him of her situation and what she was about to do, then slowly lowered her hips.
“Hnn♥ Haa♥ Haa♥ Nn, nngh♥”
Legs spread wide, panting lewdly as she lowered her hips to align her pussy with his cock—her posture was utterly vulgar.
But it was her first time. And with her head swimming in arousal from finally fucking the Baek Jincheon of her dreams, she couldn’t objectively see her own appearance.
Thus, a virgin shamelessly spreading her legs wide, exposing her pussy fully, and lowering to swallow his cock with her slutty stance.
Touch.
“Nngh, i-it touched♥”
Bending her legs and lowering her hips to align her pussy with his cock was incredibly difficult. But Jin Seoryeong was a natural talent, gifted in all physical pursuits.
Instinctively, she lowered until the glans kissed her pussy entrance. Now, just drop her hips, and the chaeeum boyang coupling would begin.
Before that, she swallowed dryly and said in a trembling voice,
“I-I’m putting it in♥”
The moment the words ended, she slammed her hips down, swallowing his cock whole.
Squelch!
“Hnn, hnnnghh♥♥♥♥”
Splash—!
Her overheated pussy, upon taking Baek Jincheon’s ultimate cock, climaxed in ecstatic bliss, squirting wildly. The chaeeum boyang coupling to save him had begun.