Chapter 252
Even so, it kept pouring out without end. It felt like three or four times more than usual, so she had to keep gulping it down. By the time she finally finished, her stomach felt full. It was like she'd downed nearly two paper cups' worth.
"Ugh... how does so much come out? Urk..."
Her belly felt bloated from all of it. Still, she hadn't spilled a single drop. Wild Man's semen tasted good, and more importantly, her body always felt better afterward. It wasn't some miracle tonic, but the morning after chugging his load, she'd wake up refreshed and ready for bed sport. That's why she'd swallowed every last bit. If it were bad for her, she'd have spat it out—but knowing it was good, she had to take it all.
Han Yaseong milked the last of his semen from his cock and sprawled languidly across the sofa, relaxing in a haze of satisfaction.
"Good job. I'll take care of you later. Rest up a bit."
"No rush. Gotta hit the bathroom first."
She got up naked, her ass jiggling as she headed inside. Probably to pee. I wanted to watch, but my body felt too heavy and lazy to move.
Eun-a really was easy to deal with. She had a bit of a slave mentality—always accommodating those she saw as superior. Probably her father's influence. She'd been conditioned from childhood to submit to the strong, and now she submitted to me too. That meant I was the alpha, and senior Eun-a was the beta.
Before we got sexual, she'd been the alpha and I'd been the beta. But once we crossed that line, the hierarchy flipped.
With Choi Yujin, though, things stayed the same. She was still the alpha, and I was the beta. And that grated on me. I didn't want to live as a beta anymore. I wanted to be the alpha with everyone.
The spaceship had a lot to do with it. Once you had something like that, you couldn't stay a beta.
Deep down, I wanted to train Choi Yujin into a beta—turn her into an obedient puppy like Jang Eun-a. But since she resisted, trouble brewed. She always insisted on being the alpha.
As Jang Eun-a emerged from the bathroom, her pussy still gaping, and sat beside the sofa, I fingered her while spilling my thoughts.
"Yujin's a queen type. She won't submit easily. Not like me."
"How'd she turn out that way?"
As I spread her folds, Jang Eun-a squatted low, parting her legs to make it easier for me to touch.
"Her family put her on a pedestal. Uncle treated her like a princess, spoiled her rotten. All her relatives did the same, so she's never lived as a beta. Sure, she's pretty and smart, which doesn't help—Korean guys fawn over hot girls, kissing ass left and right. Yujin's grown up surrounded by that. She's never bowed to a guy first. She could debut as a celeb tomorrow and shoot straight to top star. If you can't make her submit even with this, it's hopeless."
She fondled my limp cock as she spoke. This girl was cock-addicted too.
I spread the lips of Jang Eun-a's slit wide and sighed.
"During sex, she melts for me—but outside of it, she throws up her walls. When we're doing it, I'm alpha and she's beta. But when we stop, she flips it back, and I'm beta again. I can't get used to it."
"You don't wanna break up right now, do you?"
"Yeah."
"Figured. You haven't had enough of her yet, right?"
A little embarrassed, I tugged at her labia. I pulled hard, and Jang Eun-a flinched, squirting a bit.
"Ahk! You scared me. Don't do that to Yujin—she'll snap, call your pussy plaything or something."
"Tried it once. She got seriously pissed."
"I can take it, but Yujin bottles that shit up. It'll make her feel degraded as a queen. It builds up, and boom—maybe that's why it exploded now."
"So what do I do? Just break up?"
"Pretend to die or something? But that'll wear off. These issues will keep popping up—you can't fake death every time."
"Hoo..."
I let out a deep sigh. Truth be told, I didn't want to dump Choi Yujin like this. Earlier anger had fueled it, but... I couldn't stand some other guy claiming her. Imagining her with another man—sucking his dick, spreading for him—was hell. She might even get revenge on me by bending over for her ex, Seo Taeha, offering her ass too. Yujin had done everything with me to spite her ex. She'd hook up quick, maybe even give up her ass. I couldn't bear watching that.
"What now?"
Snapping out of it, I deflated, and Jang Eun-a chuckled.
"Can't let her go, huh? Makes sense. I'd hate it if Yujin preferred some other girl over me."
"You two are lesbians?"
"Nah, but girls have that too—crushes, role models, girl crushes. Yujin's my only real friend; it'd suck if she liked someone else more. I get her liking guys, but girls? Kinda jealous. Honestly, she likes girls more than guys. Look at her fanbase—even now. Back in girls' high school, lesbians hit on her nonstop. I was obsessed once, even wanted to live together."
"Really?"
"Yeah, high school. She rocked a short boyish cut—so pretty. We'd bathe at home, and my heart would race. So I'd play around: grope her tits, ass, even pussy."
"She didn't mind?"
"Nope, just laughed. Seemed to like it. Girls fawning over her? She eats it up. Total queen. Not lesbian, but loves women adoring and following her. We'd even check each other's pussies out. Dad's inspections were hell, but showing mine to Yujin? Embarrassing, but thrilling. She barely touched me, and I squirted like crazy. If she were a guy... whew. But since she's a girl, it stayed playful."
True enough. If Choi Yujin were born a man, women would be puddles at her feet.
My mind grew even more troubled.
"What if Yujin senior really wants to end it?"
"Dunno. Once she's done with someone, that's it. Never gone back to an ex. Acts like they never existed."
Jang Eun-a just watched amusedly, offering her pussy and stroking my cock like a bystander. No real solutions here.
I sighed deeper. Best to fuck thoughtlessly now. I scooped up naked Jang Eun-a in my arms and carried her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed. My cock stiffened again—time for round two.
I positioned her and started sucking her tits. The firm mounds filled my mouth, soft and yielding. Jang Eun-a lay back relaxed, offering her breasts while stroking my head. Two years my senior, but that only heightened the pleasure. Sucking an older woman's tits was great, but a younger man's mouth on her chest? Pure bliss for her too.
I gripped her full breasts in both hands, alternating sucks. Her small nipples hardened, ripening red. Cliffs were no fun—thankfully, Eun-a was stacked. Shake 'em, and they jiggled enticingly. The Mystery Club wouldn't know; she always wore baggy tops to hide those massive melons. Water park bikinis had shocked everyone with the reveal. But the way they slapped when grabbed? No one knew that. Even I hadn't until shaking them myself.
Women needed big tits, no doubt. Reina's were huge too... Come Monday, I'd share a sliver of that world's truth with her. But not the spaceship—that was mine alone. No sharing with anyone, not even family or lovers. Like ancient kings slaughtering kin to hoard power. The giant spaceship was mine; anyone trying to take it would die—family, lover, whoever.
I slurped greedily at both tits until they gleamed with spit. Final sucks on the nipples drew moans from Jang Eun-a as she twisted her hips.
"Ahng... nipples melting..."
Just tit-sucking had her pussy drenched—a full cup's worth. I slapped my palm against it: smack smack, wet and fleshy. Hilarious, so I kept going; the stimulation twisted her waist.
"Hic... don't slap too hard... feels weird..."
But I persisted, and she neared climax. Pleasure shot straight to her womb. Rubbing below her navel while slapping her pussy pushed her over—she cried out, squirting in bursts.