Chapter 172
If she’d really hated coming over, she would’ve said she was sleeping in longer, hung up, and stayed put.
Regardless of what Senior Choi Yujin said, Han Yaseong was already rock-hard. The lewd, musky scent wafting from her body, mingled with the sweet aroma of her shampoo, was driving him insane. His hands trembled like he was in withdrawal. Because now, finally, he could have her.
Overwhelmed by the thrill, Han Yaseong let out a sharp snort and panted heavily. Choi Yujin flinched and took a stumbling step back.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you so worked up already? I’m gonna eat breakfast first.”
Her voice was shaking. She was already tense as hell. So even she caves to this, he thought. Back when they’d first met, she’d even joked around by grinding her ass on his dick, but now she didn’t dare pull that stunt anymore.
Han Yaseong’s eyes burned red, his breathing ragged. Senior Choi Yujin had this insane talent for making his cock throb like crazy. He had to acknowledge it, embrace it. So he lunged forward, slipped his hands under her thighs and back, and hoisted her up effortlessly.
“Eek!”
Senior Choi Yujin squealed in surprise, kicking up a fuss. “Don’t do this! Right as I get here...”
Ignoring her half-hearted protests, Han Yaseong scooped her up princess-style and carried her into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. He stripped off his clothes in a frenzy. When he yanked down his underwear, his raging erection sprang free with a meaty thwack.
Choi Yujin gaped at him, stunned and dumbfounded. He was way too excited—like a total pervert. And this after fucking Eun-a senseless just two days ago... She worried how she’d handle his insatiable lust, a shiver of fear running through her. Saliva gathered in her mouth at the thought of what was coming, her pussy already twitching in anticipation. Seeing his cock twitch and bob so violently sent a rush of arousal and dread crashing over her.
“Hurry up and strip.”
His eyes wild, Han Yaseong pounced, tearing at her clothes. In seconds, her shirt was off, her shorts yanked down. Panicking, she tried to resist. “Hey, wait a sec. Let me rest a bit...”
“No time for that. I’ve been waiting forever.”
He pinned her down, unhooked her bra, and slid her purple panties down to her knees. Then he grabbed both her legs, hoisting them up and folding her in half. Just like that, she was in diaper position, her pussy fully exposed. It had all happened in a flash.
A cool draft brushed against her exposed pussy and asshole right in front of Han Yaseong’s face.
“Hey, you really...”
Choi Yujin squirmed, trying to sit up, but he had her legs locked in his iron grip, pushing them back. She couldn’t budge an inch. His strength was overwhelming. With her panties tangled around her knees, movement was impossible. She had no choice but to stay there, ass up, pussy on display.
Han Yaseong leaned in close, savoring the view. It had been so long since he’d seen Senior Choi Yujin’s pussy up close. Framed by a light dusting of pubic hair, the neat vertical slit was impossibly pretty. Even the cute little pucker of her asshole below it was adorable. He swallowed hard.
Seeing that, Choi Yujin went limp. There was no stopping him now. The moment he laid eyes on her pussy, his gaze went feral. Men are so weird, she thought. To them, a pussy is like treasure. To us women, it’s just... there. But they lose their minds over it. Han Yaseong was totally gone, and under that stare, her pussy lips quivered.
I’m in for it now, she realized, tears pricking her eyes. Sleeping peacefully in her own bed just an hour ago felt like a dream. She’d probably be tormented for half the day again today.
As that thought crossed her mind, a strange sensation teased her pussy. Han Yaseong had buried his nose right in her slit and inhaled deeply.
Choi Yujin freaked out, shaking her ass. “Don’t sniff it!”
Like a dog, he was snuffling away, savoring her scent. Han Yaseong dragged his nose along the crease, breathing her in deeply. That signature musky aroma mixed with the fresh scent of soap—it must’ve been from her bath. Fresh pussy untouched for a day had its own appeal, but this was still intoxicating. Eyes closed, he huffed greedily.
“You’re such a...”
Still folded in half, Choi Yujin bit her lip. She’d known this would happen, so despite the hassle, she’d showered on purpose. She’d anticipated getting jumped the second he arrived—no, she knew her pussy would be sniffed, licked, sucked. That’s why she’d scrubbed it thoroughly with foamy soap. It was why she’d taken so long; otherwise, she’d have been here thirty minutes ago, not over an hour.
Satisfied with the scent, Han Yaseong pressed her thighs together, sealing the slit shut. Now the plump lips hugged tight like a clamshell, the thick labia perfectly outlined. It was breathtaking. Senior Choi Yujin’s pussy was gorgeous spread wide, but closed up like this? Even better. Those meaty folds begging to be pried apart made his cock ache.
Feeling her slit seal, Choi Yujin squeezed her eyes shut. He was so damn curious—or maybe just inexperienced with women—that he tried everything. Pressing her thighs together, spreading them, watching her pussy open and close like a flower. This is why younger guys are such a headache, she thought.
Finally, she had to say something. “Yaseong, enough already. Keep playing and you’re in trouble.”
“Little Choi Yujin is too cute. I’m dying here.”
“Don’t... don’t call it that. ‘Little Choi Yujin’? It’s weird every time.”
“Why? It’s exactly like you, Senior.”
Her pussy fluttered open and shut, lips quivering. It was so fucking adorable he could lose his mind. Senior Choi Yujin truly had the best pussy. Eun-a’s was cute too, but this one was a cut above. Nothing could beat that jiggling flesh.
Enough teasing. Like a gourmet sampler, Han Yaseong extended his tongue long and flat, licking from bottom to top along her slick slit.
Slurp...
“Nngh...!”
Finally licked, Choi Yujin moaned and twisted her hips. Here it came—the start of her total ruin. She wondered if she’d even be able to walk home.
Like a puppy, Han Yaseong lapped eagerly at her pussy. Plenty of time left; he’d suck her dry later. For now, it was time to savor the tender meat. Tonguing from her asshole up to her clit over and over, her pussy soon wept thick nectar. Already slick, his relentless licking soaked her like a steady drizzle turning into a downpour.
“Ahhng...”
His tongue tracing from asshole to clit drove her wild; she bucked her hips. He was insanely good at this. How could anyone lick a woman’s ass and pussy like that? It bordered on ridiculous. She bit her lower lip to stifle the building pleasure.
His slurping tongue made her labia dance and glisten with spit. Such a pretty pussy. Han Yaseong vowed he’d never die without tasting it fully—he had to live long for this treasure.
Deeming her licked enough, he sealed his lips over her and sucked deep.
Schluuuurp!
Her entire pussy vanished into his mouth.
“Aaaahng!”
It felt like her pussy was melting; Choi Yujin thrashed wildly. Sucked so mercilessly, the pleasure was overwhelming. It was like her pussy didn’t belong to her anymore.
Han Yaseong gripped her thighs, mashing his face into her crotch, devouring her like a madman. Senior Choi Yujin’s pussy was delicious—better than any delicacy.
His relentless sucking had her on the brink of insanity. This was why she dreaded him coming over. Once he started, it felt like he’d suck her soul right out through her spine. The ecstasy was so intense it terrified her.
All she could do was moan and writhe under the brutal pleasure.
“Ahhng, ah! Too rough... go easy...! Ahhuk! If you suck like that... hng! My pussy’ll wear out...!”
Schlurp, slurp slurp!
He was sucking hard enough to dissolve her. She genuinely feared melting away. Her massive tits bounced as she bucked her hips frantically. And this was just the beginning—her body was already going haywire. Even her asshole winked open and shut rhythmically.
After a long feast, Han Yaseong finally pulled back. Senior Choi Yujin’s pussy was flushed red, twitching and spasming wildly. When he released her legs, her naked body slumped limply onto the bed.