Chapter 83
"Uh, shall we at least have a beer..."
"Later for that. Lie down."
Han Yaseong immediately laid Choi Yujin down and hoisted her legs up, spreading them wide open. Her lewd pussy, soaked through with water, was laid bare once more in a single glance.
It was his pussy. He could never give it to another man.
Choi Yujin panicked as her thighs splayed wide again, her pussy fully exposed, but she soon resigned herself. Yaseong was the type who followed through on whatever he set his mind to. He wouldn't stop until he made that slit burst like a dam breaking.
Tension gripped her; her hands clenched the bedsheet tight. The reality of it—thighs spread shamelessly before this young boy, her entire pussy on display, fingers digging into the fabric—felt utterly surreal. Like it couldn't possibly be happening.
But it was real, plain as day. Yaseong's hands were prying her pussy lips wide.
"Ung..."
As her innermost folds came fully into view, Choi Yujin turned her head away and squeezed her eyes shut. She could feel Yaseong's piercing stare boring into her most private depths. That gaze alone reignited her arousal, juices leaking freely once more.
Now she was beyond resistance. This wasn't her pussy anymore. It was Yaseong's.
Choi Yujin trembled faintly from head to toe, eyes clamped shut, her slit lips quivering wildly.
Gulp.
Han Yaseong swallowed hard by contrast. No matter how many times he looked, Senior Choi Yujin's pussy was breathtakingly beautiful. What if he showed it to the guys at college? They'd lose their minds in extreme arousal, jerking off frantically until they erupted.
It felt like a sin to keep this sight all to himself. He wanted to show it off to other men too—that a pussy this supreme even existed. God, it was gorgeous.
Now that he'd made her cum once, he could finally appreciate it properly. Every single strand of hair, drenched and glistening, stood out in vivid detail. The slit was so pretty he planted a wet smack of a kiss on it, and Senior let out an "Aang" while shaking her hips.
It was hilarious, so he kissed it a few more times. Same reaction each time—moans spilling out as her ass wiggled. A pretty pussy deserved pretty responses. Her embarrassment, her shy flutters, radiated from those twitching lips.
Senior Choi Yujin wasn't just blessed with a pretty pussy. Even her reactions were adorable.
Now it was time to savor it. He'd suck her dry. Dog or not, he didn't care.
He extended his tongue and dragged it long and slow, from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top.
"Ahuk!"
Her pussy lips spasmed wildly in response. She loved it. So he lapped at her like a eager pup, lick lick lick. The thick folds bounced with every pass of his tongue, slick with saliva, obscenely glossy and lewd. Lips that could slay armies of men. A fatal allure no porn starlet could match.
Han Yaseong engulfed her entire mound in his mouth and sucked. Slow and devoted, drawing it out. Her body undulated like some soft-bodied sea creature, twisting in ecstasy.
"Aang! Heung! I'm losing my mind...!"
Choi Yujin felt herself unraveling as her hypersensitive pussy endured the relentless suction. When Yaseong went down on her, her thoughts scattered to the wind. It was like discovering true sex through him. The kid was a natural. He knew exactly how to worship a woman's pussy.
With pleasure like this, she'd do anything he commanded. Even drop trou on the street and piss if he asked. That's how expertly he stoked her fires. No one learned this—you were born with it. Porn couldn't teach you shit.
Slurp, sluuuuurp...
Han Yaseong sucked with gusto. Senior's pussy. Never dull, never boring. He sampled every angle, tugged her lips between his own, toyed with her at will. Popping her clit into his mouth for a hard smack smack sent her hips bucking wildly, body convulsing like she was possessed.
He loved those spasms, so he kept at it. Immense pleasure surged through him, laced with conquest. Senior Choi Yujin—writhing under his mouth on her pussy. He wanted the whole school to know. Live-stream the damn thing. Shout it from the rooftops: This is me!
They'd be stunned. The campus queen, ass shaking while some nobody devoured her pussy? They'd cry fake, deepfake, anything to cope with the disconnect.
But right now, he owned Choi Yujin's pussy. Pride swelled in his chest. He admired himself, slurping away at her slit. Self-award time.
Han Yaseong pulled back from her pussy with a grin. Time to deploy those porn-honed techniques. Felt like he'd binged hundreds of vids just for this moment.
Gazing at her naked, limp form, he flashed a smile of triumph. Today, he'd break her completely. Ruin her for any other man.
"Haa, haa..."
With the sucking finally paused, Choi Yujin gulped air, resting at last. Her pussy felt raw, sucked to oblivion. She sensed his saliva coating every inch of her slit. No way she could face another guy now. After treatment like this? Her pussy had principles. Those lips already saw Han Yaseong as her man—hence the joyful tears as he ravished them.
Languid and spent, she sprawled on the bed for more recovery. Then—two fingers slipped gently into her depths.
"Ung?"
She craned her neck to look. Yaseong smirked wickedly. His right middle and ring fingers were buried snug inside her.
What the hell was he planning? His evil grin unnerved her. No clue.
"W-what are you gonna do?"
"Make it fun for you."
Han Yaseong first clamped her right wrist with his left hand. No escaping now. She'd cry today—from her pussy and her eyes.
He wedged himself between her thighs. Choi Yujin tensed, dread coiling in her gut. An ominous vibe rolled off him. Fear made her pussy clench instinctively.
"How're you gonna...?"
"Really good. Saw it in porn—they squirt like crazy from this. Women lose their shit. Wanna try it on you."
"What's 'it'?"
"Shove two fingers in and rub hard. Called 'pussy plucking' or 'pussy water gun.' 'Cause it sprays like a water gun nonstop. Porn chicks go nuts squirting. Your turn, senior."
"N-no! D-don't do that!"
Choi Yujin recoiled in terror. No idea what it was, but it sounded horrifying. Pussy water gun? Never heard of it. Her slit already fluttered in panic.
Yaseong was in motion regardless. Fingers pinched together, plunged deep, gently stroking her inner walls. He'd researched this. G-spot, upper wall. Nail it, and she'd gush like a faucet. Pussy turned hydrant.
He'd find it. There was definitely a spot that made her buck hard. Locate it, and victory. She'd squirt uncontrollably, total surrender. That was the goal.
As his fingers probed and caressed her walls, Choi Yujin just felt afraid. Yet juices trickled absurdly free. Tension, thrill, dread, anticipation—all crashing together.
Then—a sharp, sucking shlurp as he hit the jackpot spot. Both of them knew: Here.
Yaseong beamed. She grimaced.
"N-no! Not there! I'll die if you—! Suck my asshole instead!"
Anything but pussy-squirting hell—even rimming sounded better. But Yaseong just chuckled slyly.
"I can rim your ass anytime, senior. But this spot? Feels good, huh?"
"Ahuk! Nooo! That's—too much! Vaginal wall erogenous zone... can't go hard there..."
"Gonna watch you squirt from that pussy today. Just do it right—that's all I want."
"You're awful...!"
That smug grin—was this even Yaseong? He was locked in. No resisting this. Maybe best to just squirt and get it over with.