Chapter 61
Instead, she shook her hips, welcoming the two fingers buried deep inside her pussy.
A little time passed, and they shifted back into position to resume fucking. Lying there, Choi Yujin said,
"Hit me with it like before."
"Huh? But you said you hated it."
"That was because I didn't consent. Now I do, so try it again."
So Han Yaseong gripped his raging cock and smacked her parted pussy just like earlier. The sharp pleasure of the slaps against her folds made Choi Yujin close her eyes and savor it. Since she'd consented in her mind, it didn't feel bad at all—better than expected. The sensation of his cock tapping her slit was even good. She allowed it.
"Fine. You can slap me with it from now on."
"For real?"
"Yeah. But in return, I'll slap your balls."
"Please, anything but that..."
Han Yaseong whined before plunging his cock fully into his sunbae's pussy. As it slid in deep, her hips arched up on their own.
"Ahh..."
The feel of his cock slicing through her inner walls was exquisite. Choi Yujin wrapped her arms around him and spread her thighs wide. Somehow, he'd become her man. Now she was hugging him automatically, legs splayed open.
Han Yaseong fondled her breasts while kissing her. Lips locked above, cock and pussy kissing below—it was paradise. Is this happiness? she wondered. This is happiness, he thought.
They fucked in missionary for a long while, repeating the rhythm. While kissing, they fed each other saliva. She'd swallow once, then he'd take his turn, exchanging their sweet spit.
"Aaah...!"
As he pounded her pussy harder, Choi Yujin started shaking her hips wildly. Her ass ground against him in circles beneath his weight. Han Yaseong thrust freely into her depths, playing as he pleased. It felt like she'd become his woman. Confidence swelled in him.
But that was only in bed. Step outside, and they were elite and commoner again. So Han Yaseong wanted to possess her fully here, at least. That desire shaped their positions. Lying on their sides, he gripped one full breast and hammered her pussy. Her ass slapped repeatedly against his lower belly, making wet, fleshy sounds. Side-lying, she was like a dog lifting one leg to piss—right thigh raised as he attacked.
Overpowered in strength and stamina, Choi Yujin couldn't resist. She yielded her ass and tits to his whims. Slowly, her body was being conquered. She knew it well—physically, she'd lost to him completely. So when he pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach, she obeyed without protest. She was getting used to thrusting her ass up at him on all fours.
Han Yaseong slapped her parted slit with his angry cock again. From behind, it felt strange, and when he tapped her soaked asshole above it, her body twitched. Face buried in the sheets, she turned her head slightly and glared at him. No ass.
Caught off guard, he spread her cheeks wide with both hands and shoved his cock back into her pussy.
"Aaah!"
The thick shaft tore into her from behind, drawing an involuntary moan. Being taken doggy-style brought a different pleasure—humiliating, yet thrilling.
Han Yaseong grabbed her ass with both hands and started pounding. Slap, slap—each impact sent ripples through her cheeks. He thought her ass was beautiful. Sunbae is mine—no sharing. His resolve to join the elite hardened further.
Doggy hits kept coming hard; she couldn't hold out, drool spilling from her mouth.
"Ahk, hng..."
She couldn't beat him at sex. All she could do was offer her ass and surrender. Still, she wanted to see his face when he came. Under the relentless assault, she managed to speak.
"Yaseong, I wanna see your face..."
"Yeah?"
"Mhm."
So he laid her flat on her back again. Legs spread wide on instinct, arms open to welcome him. Her pussy, drenched in juices, was lewdly beautiful. He wasn't about to hold back. He slammed his raging cock home and embraced her fully. She pulled his neck close and confessed.
"Yaseong, I like you."
"I like you too."
"Become elite and claim me. Got it?"
"Yes."
"And no other girls—that's canceled. Only me."
"......"
He didn't answer. He didn't want that. Choi Yujin opened her eyes and glared at his silence.
"Don't wanna fuck only me?"
"It's just..."
"Not satisfied with one? Who do you like?"
"......"
"You do like someone? Who?"
He couldn't say Kwon Seoha. She'd joined the skin-scuba club too—same as sunbae, so they'd know each other. Han Yaseong stayed silent, thrusting harder instead. Conquer women with your cock, he'd heard. Fail, and she'd henpeck you forever. Whipped husbands were conquered by their wives' pussies.
His rough pounding silenced her questions.
"You...! Ahk..."
Thud, thud, thud—machine-gun thrusts like before. Her pussy gaped wide, overwhelmed by his tyrannical cock.
But Choi Yujin was Choi Yujin.
"Who do you like? Huh? Who?"
Writhing, she was still curious. Who captured his heart? It stung a little—not being that girl. But she couldn't blame him; she'd had a boyfriend until recently and barely knew Han Yaseong days ago. Still, she wondered.
He couldn't answer. Too guilty toward sunbae. Instead, he bared another truth.
"I... I wanna fuck lots of other girls. Feel superior. Prove I'm not worthless!"
Thud, thud, thud—the sounds grew louder. He hammered her pussy with all his might. Too fast to think, her huge tits bounced wildly. Amid the ecstasy and haze, she sensed his deep resentment. Something festered in him, and fucking others was his release.
Yet she was grateful he shared it. Baring dirty secrets took trust. She couldn't do the same—never talk ex-boyfriend sex. So she understood. Until marriage (if it happened), other girls were fine.
"Got it. Do what you want. But haang... tell me everything. Okay?"
"Yes. Everything. You're mine, Yujin sunbae. Hup, hup..."
Bonds formed. They belonged to each other. To him, she was closest—like a blood sister. He could tell her anything, even peeking on the bar girl next door while jerking off. She mattered more than fake parents.
Han Yaseong hugged her tight, upping the pace. He'd cum inside—fill her with seed, mark her as his.
She shook her ass eagerly, ready to receive. His cum was hers. She'd hold it warm in her pussy.
"Urgh!"
Unable to hold back after countless thrusts, he erupted inside. Hot semen flooded her depths; eyes closed, mouth agape, she basked in bliss. It battered her walls relentlessly. Holding his cum made her happy. For a moment, she wanted his baby—pure feminine instinct awakened. Taking a man's seed is this joyful. She craved more of his cum in her pussy.