Chapter 109
He was a man gripping the flesh of her freshly spanked pussy, his face all innocence.
Jang Eun-ah couldn't take it anymore. Tears streaming down her face, she finally raised her arms.
"Hug me... please hug me..."
"Huh? Why are you crying?"
Han Ya-seong snapped back to his usual self for a brief moment. Seeing his senior Eun-ah, bare pussy and breasts on full display, arms outstretched and sobbing—it was beautiful, heartbreaking.
So he released the pussy lips pinched between his thumb and forefinger and climbed atop her.
Eun-ah threw her arms around him, weeping.
"Hic... sniff..."
Finally meeting her ideal man—it felt like a dream. He'd been right there beside her all along, and she'd been clueless. Only after hearing about him from Choi Yu-jin had she taken notice, and now she was seeing the real him. Her own foolishness made her cringe.
Ya-seong held his emotional senior tight, soothing her for now.
"Why the tears? Did I go too hard?"
"No... I'm crying because I'm happy. Because I finally met you... finally..."
Eun-ah kept sobbing. To think such a perfect guy—handsomer than the Junya from her manga—had been right under her nose, and she'd missed it. She felt guilty, but happy too. At least she'd found him now...
Gazing at Ya-seong, tears of joy welled up.
"I love you... I love you... I've always wanted to say that."
"......"
Ya-seong's cock throbbed massively. I love you—Eun-ah sunbae's confession hit him like a thunderclap in the chest. He'd never heard it from Choi Yu-jin sunbae. She'd said she liked him, but never loved. And now Eun-ah was saying it, with pure sincerity—no lies, no lightness. His cock swelled to bursting, screaming to plunge into her pussy right now.
For the first time, Ya-seong heard such words from a woman—let alone an older sunbae. Feeling awkward, he joked.
"But I'm not your type, right?"
"No. It's you. You're my ideal type. I just realized it. You've always been the one."
"......For real?"
"Yeah. For real. I just figured it out too. You're exactly who I've been searching for. I'm so happy..."
Eun-ah laughed through endless tears.
Ya-seong's eyes welled up too. Being loved like this—it was a first. He'd felt something similar from Yu-jin sunbae, but nothing this intense. Eun-ah was pouring out her heart; he could feel it. Even if it faded by morning, right here and now, it was truth—and he knew it.
"You really... love me? A guy like me?"
"Yes... I love you."
Eun-ah smiled boldly through tear-streaked cheeks. This was conviction. Her father's shadow couldn't even touch Ya-seong's light. She'd found her true ideal. The pain her father inflicted vanished. That trash was less than a firefly compared to Ya-seong's brilliance. So she could cry and laugh at once.
"I love you too."
Ya-seong meant it. Eun-ah sunbae was the best right now—even better than Yu-jin sunbae. If he had to choose, it'd be her, no question. He said it outright.
"Right now, I like you more than Yu-jin sunbae."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Hic... thank you, thank you..."
Fresh tears burst from gratitude and lingering sorrow. She'd figured she'd always be second to Yu-jin, but hearing she was first now? Pure joy—even if it was a lie that'd vanish soon.
Eun-ah wanted to give him her body as a gift.
"Do whatever you want with me. I'm yours now. Anything goes."
"For real?"
"Yeah."
"You'll regret it. Wanna go to the park naked on a leash, crawling like a dog and pissing?"
"......No way."
Eun-ah grimaced. Is he crazy? How could he even suggest that? But if Ya-seong really ordered it, she'd probably do it. Body and soul, she was utterly his. He'd erased even the trauma from that terrifying father. She could probably climb the lecture hall podium at school and masturbate in front of all those students if he asked—embarrassed to death, but she'd muster the courage. That scared her. Ya-seong outshone her father and even manga Junya.
Ya-seong seized her massive breasts with both hands, filling his palms with their soft heft.
"Ahng..."
Eun-ah jolted. Feeling her tits gripped made it all real. Ya-seong was staring at, touching her breasts—virgin mounds never handled by a man. Mortifying.
Her breasts jiggled and swayed in his grasp, bouncing every which way.
"Such amazing bounce. Rivals Yu-jin sunbae's. We should compare sizes sometime—who's bigger."
"Yu-jin's a bit larger."
"When'd you check?"
"A while back... we bathed together."
"Yours might grow bigger later. They say tits get larger the more you fondle 'em. I'll squeeze yours plenty—beat Yu-jin sunbae's."
"Mmm..."
Such shameless talk, so casual. Eun-ah bit her lower lip. Her breasts danced wildly in his hands—side to side, up and down, jiggling shamelessly. Like toys now.
Then she felt his cock pressing against her pussy. So huge, rigid, scorching hot, rubbing her slit.
Excitement surged.
"Everything else is my first time. Except the pussy exam... don't forget you're my first for all of it."
"Won't forget. Gotta leave my mark then."
Ya-seong slipped back into Junya mode. Time for defilement. He'd stain his sunbae with his essence.
Watching him smack his lips over her gripped tits, Eun-ah swallowed hard. She was done for—devoured by Ya-seong. Her whole body would be his. Tension and thrill made her pussy gush, slicking his raging cock.
Ya-seong savored her breasts, hands full. His first virgin woman. Claiming untouched purity ramped his arousal. No one had ever tasted this body. How could he not thrill?
He eyed the pink nipple at her breast's center—then engulfed it.
Slurp...!
"Aaaah!"
Eun-ah's back arched. Her first nipple sucked by a man—chills exploded, goosebumps everywhere. Pussy juice flooded out.
Her nipple melted in his hot mouth. He suckled greedily. Slurp, smack, sluuuurp... Whole nipple in, tongue rolling it.
Eun-ah was losing her mind.
"Ahng... nooo... mmm..."
Too intense—she clutched his head, tousling his hair. So this was nipple-sucking. A whole new world. Just her tits being nursed, and her pussy convulsed wildly. Unfair she'd missed this bliss so long. Getting her tits sucked felt this good?
Ecstasy and vicious pleasure twisted her face into a grin. She knew it without looking—pure bliss written all over.
Slurp, smack... smack!
Ya-seong happily nursed, alternating left and right. Saliva drenched them, gleaming lewdly. Sucked so fiercely, her tits reddened fast.
"Ahng..."
Eun-ah panted, surrendered to him. Just tit-sucking had her on the edge. Something about to burst from her pussy. Ass wet—did she squirt? Or piss?
Slurp, smack...
Ya-seong suckled madly. Mine. Eun-ah sunbae's tits were his. Untouched by any other. First and only—he conquered. Like war spoils, a pure beauty claimed. She was his trophy. The thrill drove him feral.
"Aang, stop... please... ahng..."
Both tits ravaged, Eun-ah wailed. Nipples insane. Tongue-whipped in his mouth, her hips bucked on instinct. Trapped in pleasure hell, body pinned—no escape. She could die from tit-sucking, she thought. Eyes shut, mouth agape, gasping like a heart attack patient.
Her pussy gaped, drooling. Even her asshole winked open, pretty hole exposed.