Flower Viewing 4
But Jeongun was never the type to simply stand back and watch.
Since he had already decided to torment her…
Slap. Slap. Slap.
He flicked his fingers again, teasing Suhee as she leaked urine in a helpless stream. Every time he brushed that cute little clit, swollen and flushed with blood, the jet she sprayed grew fiercer.
She shook her head hard, as if begging him to stop—but it did nothing at all.
“Khhhrr…”
From the people slumped on the bench came the sound of snoring; they must have drifted off, half-drunk. Jeongun, perfectly at ease, heard every rasp of it.
Flick. Flick.
“Hnnngh—!”
Suhee sucked in a huge breath, fighting to hold it back—then finally let go, shooting a clean, powerful stream from between her legs.
Shhhhhhh—
She pissed all over the dirt beneath the tree. In moments a little rivulet was running downhill like a shallow ditch.
“Good girl. Watering the tree, are we?”
At his playful jab she shot him a sidelong glare. She couldn’t hold the expression long, though—because Jeongun had already lifted her and driven his cock straight in.
After squirting again and again and then pissing herself on top of it, Suhee’s pussy had no defense left against him.
Schlick—
“Hah—!”
A wet, filthy friction sound accompanied the single deep thrust, and Suhee cried out louder than she meant to. Startled, she looked at him and clapped a hand over her mouth—but before she could even speak, the rough pistoning began.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
His hips worked her hard, as if making up for every careful stroke he’d given her until now.
“Hhk— nngh— wait—”
Shocked, she tried to push him back, but it was useless. She twisted to look behind them, yet the angle wouldn’t allow it. There were people back there—what was he thinking?
Slap. Slap. Slap.
And still her pussy felt obscenely good. Maybe it was the thought of those men catching them mid-fuck; maybe it was everything Jeongun had already done—the unhurried caresses, the fingers that made her piss. Every time his cock punched into her, her whole body lit up with sparks. Trembling, she stretched out her hands and clung to the tree.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
“Hah— nngh— mmm—”
Jeongun loved those sounds of hers. The ones she forced down. The ones of a woman thrashing in pleasure while still trying to restrain herself. Every time she showed him that face, the urge to wreck her completely surged up hot and hard.
With both hands stretched back to grip the tree, her chest was thrust forward—and he sank his teeth into it in one greedy bite.
“Hhk—!”
She still had clothes on, so he was biting through fabric, but the stimulation was more than enough. He chewed her nipple through shirt and bra while slamming his hips, and a strangled, drowning sound tore from her throat. Unlike bare skin, the blunt pressure through cloth sent a dull, tingling ache through her.
“Nnh.”
While he fucked the breath out of her, Jeongun looked as if he weren’t watching their surroundings at all—but he kept an eye on the rear. The rustling movements he’d noticed earlier had almost completely stopped; they must have passed out drunk. Of course, Suhee didn’t know that for certain.
Slap.
Juices sprayed from between her thighs and soaked his pants. Feeling her cunt clamp down tight, he put more strength into the arms holding her up.
“Nngh.”
Suhee, who had been leaning her back against the tree, felt her body lift slightly. The moment that support fell away, she had no choice but to depend on him completely.
Thrust—
“Hah—”
At the same time she felt his cock sink even deeper. Fully cradled in his arms, her whole weight pulled her onto him. She locked her bare legs hard around his waist, swung her arms from the tree to his neck, and held on.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Lifting her as he thrust made the force a little gentler—but the depth only grew.
“Hhk— nngh— nh— nngh—”
Every time he stabbed her deepest point, her breath poured hot against his ear. Feeling her with his entire body, he thought his cock might explode. Those sleek legs, that slender frame, the ragged panting. Watching Suhee react every time he drove into her while they were pressed flush together only made him greedier.
Still holding the dazed, gasping woman impaled on his cock, he shifted and began to move. His destination: the bench where the dead-drunk men were sleeping.
Ordinarily he would never have risked something this dangerous—but right now, for some reason, he wanted to. Even as he told himself the excess of pleasure had scrambled his head, he carried the panting Suhee forward, step by step.
Schlick—
Her pussy clenched and sucked at him as if trying to pull him deeper. Realizing he was moving, Suhee whispered against his ear.
“Nnh— wh-what are you doing— nngh— aah— h-hide— nngh—”
Jeongun drifted slowly toward the back of the bench. He could see the men sprawled there clearly enough. If they had simply been asleep, he wouldn’t have approached. It was only because they were blackout drunk that he could do this.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
The closer they got to the men, the louder the wet racket from Suhee’s pussy became—white froth churning as she took his cock. Neither of them could see it, but any spectator would have gotten a full view of her entrance, filthy and ruined.
“Hah— aah… ah—”
Those lewd sounds only poured more strength into Jeongun. Gripping her ass hard in both hands, he finally arrived right behind the bench.
“Hah— nngh—”
Gasping, Suhee twisted her head to check behind her. She confirmed the sleeping men, but her heart still wouldn’t settle. And all the while the cock churning inside her made her body flinch and twitch.
Once he was close enough, Jeongun set her down. He took her arms, made her grip the backrest of the bench, and turned her around.
“Hah…”
Understanding what he intended, Suhee hesitated. Directly beneath the backrest her hands had seized, two men lay crumpled in a drunken heap. If she took his cock like this, she would be shoving her lewd, contorted face right in front of them.
As if urging the awkwardly standing Suhee on, Jeongun kneaded her ass—then reached up and rolled her top all the way up.
“Ah—”
Her nipples, stiff and hidden under clothes and bra, sprang free. Those pretty, softly rounded breasts were now fully exposed before the blackout drunks. Thinking they would have had quite the show if they weren’t unconscious, Jeongun spread her ass open once more.
“Mm.”
Between the cheeks he’d pulled apart, sticky fluids had made a mess. Her pussy, worked open and still dripping, went without saying—but white liquid had run all the way down to her asshole as well. He briefly considered fucking her ass, then decided against it; there was no need to take things that leisurely right now. Even without that, plenty of chances to give Suhee a real shock still remained.
He rolled her top higher still until her chest was completely bare, then started moving his hips again.
Slap.
The sticky fluids smeared between cock and inner flesh, churning out wet friction sounds.
“Hah— aah—”
Having come this far, Suhee seemed to have steeled herself; far more blatant moans spilled out of her. Was it because the men lay right in front of her eyes—no, right beneath them—passed out cold? Her whole body prickled. They weren’t even looking at her on purpose, and still… Especially her breasts, which had begun to sway slowly above their heads. The sensitive nipples at their tips felt like they were on fire. Even the sensation of cutting through the air with every swing registered with vivid clarity.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
“Hnn— mm— aah— ah—”
Taking his cock, Suhee let out small but unmistakably filthy sounds. She felt like she was going insane. She found herself wishing the men sprawled below would open their eyes right now and do something to her. Suck on her breasts. Torture her nipples with their fingers. Even if they just looked at her taking cock outdoors like a whore and cursed her out, that would be fine. Called her a filthy slut.
Once that fantasy took root, her arousal spiraled beyond control.
“Hah— yes— aaah… mm—”
Jeongun felt every bit of that change in her. After Suhee herself, he was probably the one who knew those shifts best. He was the closest person alive to experience her pussy clamping down like mad and her whole body going taut as a bowstring—and he knew exactly why.
He snapped his hips in harder. Suhee’s body pitched forward, and her swaying breasts hung directly over the men. Those heavy, lovely tits drooped a little under gravity. The way they bounced from the nipples with every thrust of his cock was beautiful—and obscenely lewd.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
“Hnn— aah— ah— aah— aaa— nngh—”
“Kh—”
Suhee’s moans grew louder and louder—as if she almost wanted to get caught now.
“Mmm…”
When one of the drunk men muttered something in his sleep, her pussy clenched even tighter. Watching her, Jeongun was so aroused he thought he might lose his mind.
“Kh— I’m gonna cum.”
“Ah— me too— me too… aah— I’m gonna cum again… ah… aah—”
Splash—
Water kept spraying from Suhee’s pussy. She had already come so many times today she’d pissed herself, and still it wouldn’t dry up. In Jeongun’s field of vision, the men and Suhee’s lewdly ruined figure filled a single frame. Suhee sobbing obscenely and shaking her breasts in time with his hips—and the men sleeping on, oblivious—all in one picture. He couldn’t hold his orgasm back any longer.
Thrust—
He seized her pretty white ass, spread it wide left and right, and poured his cum into her without holding anything back.
Splash—
“Haaah— aaaa… aaa… ah… aah—”
As if she could feel him cumming, Suhee clamped down hard on the cock ejaculating into her squirting pussy and let out a long, broken moan. This was the moment he loved most—watching Suhee take his seed deep inside and make those animal sounds.
“Haaaaaa… ah.”
Eyes going unfocused as she received his cum, Suhee parted her lips and poured out every filthy sound she pleased—and locked eyes with one of the men lying below.