Childhood Friend's Ecstasy Under the Giant Thug: Unbearable Jealousy Boils Over (52/377)
He'd definitely killed someone before. Or at least done something close to it. That's why she was so drawn to that bastard, letting him drag her around like that.
A whirlwind of thoughts raced through my head. Violence? Rape? Blackmail? Murder? How much hell had that fragile Jiyeon been through all this time? I hated myself for not being there to help her.
But then... she looked this way. No way! Don't! She can't!
In that instant, my world truly crumbled to nothing.
It was her. Jiyeon. There's no way I wouldn't recognize her face from this close up.
My God! Her face was twisted in agony. It had to hurt. Of course it did. How could it not, with that monster doing such vile things to her?
But why did it feel like that wasn't the reason? Why did some part of me sense something else?
"Ahh! It feels so good! Master! Master's cock is the best in the world!"
For a moment, I doubted my own ears. What the hell did I just hear? Master? What does that even mean? Why would you say something like that? Are you saying you're that ugly bastard's slave?
But that was just the beginning.
"Jiyeon's Master's cum dump. Fill me up with your cum, please."
Cum dump? What the fuck? At first, I couldn't even process the word. But it was too straightforward to misunderstand. Jiyeon was calling her own body a receptacle for that filthy bastard's semen? With her own mouth?
Urp! Vomit surged up my throat again.
The most impossible thing in the world was happening right in front of me.
"Cum in me! Hurry. Fill my pussy full."
And then her body shuddered violently. Even with zero experience, I knew exactly what was going down. That ugly fucker was really creaming inside Jiyeon.
Urp! I clapped a hand over my mouth to stifle the bile exploding up.
No! Not now. I cannot get caught! If that guy realizes I'm awake, he'll probably kill me. He's seen me witness his horrific crime.
Me dying? Fine. But I can't put Jiyeon in danger too.
I held on for dear life.
Jiyeon's body was trembling. Ah! Right. She's holding back too. No way doing that disgusting shit with a monster like him could feel good, right? She's enduring it, just like me. So I have to endure too.
To survive, you endure, and endure, and endure some more. Hang in there, and eventually, I'll get a chance to pay that bastard back.
I pulled myself together like that, peeking at their filthy act.
It was revolting. Nothing in this world seemed more noble than those two right now.
"Is Jiyeon useful enough as Master's meat urinal?" she asked.
Meat urinal? What the hell? A toilet made of flesh? Not content with just toying with her, that bastard was using Jiyeon as his fucking toilet too?
"I'm scared. What if Master decides I'm not even worth using as a meat urinal and throws me away someday?"
Throws me away because I'm useless as a meat urinal? What could that mean? Only one thing came to mind.
Disposal... Jiyeon was truly fighting a terror of death.
Jiyeon climbed off the man's body. But what the hell is that? That massive pillar?
I'd never seen anything so huge in my life. No fucking way! A human dick can be that big?
Hahaha... Some indescribable emotion welled up in my chest again. Not the rage from before, but something else.
I couldn't admit it, but it was definitely defeat.
"That's why Jiyeon will do anything for Master."
Jiyeon said it in a voice dripping with coquettish charm. She took that enormous cock—still slick from her pussy—straight into her mouth.
Eh? How the hell can a person do that? Disgusting...
They were doing things beyond my wildest imagination, like it was nothing.
But something felt off. Her voice sounded... excited? Different from before.
Finally, I faced the one fact I'd been denying all along.
Why did I think Jiyeon was miserable? What made me feel she was gripped by fear?
No. She was more vibrant than ever, happier than I'd ever seen her.
Doing filthy things with that ugly bastard? Yeah. Jiyeon was doing it all voluntarily. With the happiest smile on her face.
Wait... what? This can't be right... Everything's falling apart. Not Jiyeon, though. She's fine. Better than the Jiyeon I knew.
It was me crumbling.
This wasn't the world I knew anymore. My rage, my hatred, my reason—it all felt hollow.
And a totally alien sensation wrapped around me. I surrendered to it without resistance.
Jiyeon slurped on the man's cock for a good long while. That sound! I remembered it. The day she vanished to "take pictures," the noises from the phone.
Now I finally understood what she'd been sucking that day.
The world spun. I'd learned something I shouldn't have.
A moment later, Jiyeon pulled the massive thing from her mouth and dragged her tongue along the side, licking greedily.
I knew what she'd been licking that day. How could she do that? On the first day they met?
What kind of woman had the Jiyeon I known been all this time? My common sense flipped upside down.
After all those years, she'd hidden such a slutty side? Haha... hilarious.
"I'll do Master's favorite now."
Jiyeon knelt before the giant pillar, wrapping it in her massive tits.
What the hell? Logic was gone, but curiosity remained. Stronger than ever.
By then, I'd forgotten my rage, hatred, fear. I just watched them.
Why use tits on a cock? Tits aren't for that, right? Huh? She squeezes it with her breasts and moves.
Whoa! Incredible! I'd never even dreamed of that. Titfucking a cock. Those beautiful tits... genius.
How'd he think of that? That guy’s a genius. Now he gets to feel those perfect tits however he wants.
Why had I never thought of it? 'Cause I'm an idiot...
Jiyeon pressed her tits together with both hands, working hard. The man enjoyed her service like a king, as if it was his due.
He looked like a conqueror. Subjugating such a beauty, receiving any service—it suited him perfectly. Utterly natural.
That ugly bastard was her rightful master, worthy of worship. Ah! I got it.
I hadn't misunderstood Jiyeon all along. It was him. Of course. He'd made her like this!
"Cum on my face!"
After a long titfuck, Jiyeon begged. The man stood. She stayed on her knees, arching her back, tilting her head slightly.
He brought the massive cock to her face, stroking it a few times with his hand.
The next moment, it erupted. An unbelievable volume. No way that's cum.
I half-thought it was some other fluid. But watching the translucent, sticky goo coat her face, I had to accept it was semen.
Impossible! That guy defies imagination in everything. A monster? No way he's human like me.
"Kyahaha! Master! Yes!"
Jiyeon laughed merrily, welcoming the white filth on her face. She tilted her head back, mouth open, savoring the cum dripping into it.
Not enough—she scooped it with her fingers and sucked them clean.
Ah! Moments ago, I'd found the sight utterly repulsive.
No. I'd been wrong. It was sacred. The holy bond between a great dominator and his blissful submissive.
"Wanna wash up?"
After Jiyeon devoured most of the cum off her face, the man scooped her up effortlessly.
They headed to the bathroom and showered forever. Then fucked again under the spray.
Why's a motel bathroom made of such clear glass? For guys like me?
I spied on their bathroom antics, fumbling in my pants. My dick had been rock-hard since earlier. Since her voice hit me, really.
Yeah... I was that kind of pervert. Even suspecting her fucking another guy, I'd been erect.
Pathetic creep. No way a loser like me deserves a beauty like her.
That guy’s perfect for her. No—perfect for dominating her.
I groped my pitiful little nub in my pants. Pathetic. A kid's toy next to his.
Miserable.
They emerged from the bathroom. I curled up tight, desperate not to get caught awake.
But they ignored me completely, like trash from the start.
The pair climbed back onto the bed. Finally calling it quits? I'd lost count of how many rounds already. Even a stud has limits.
Wrong. He laid Jiyeon down and started again.
"Ah! Haah! Haaah!"
Her ecstatic moans filled the room once more. Amazing. Perfect match.
A worm like me is lucky just to peep. My head swam with self-loathing.
I knew this wasn't right. But I was utterly enthralled by this bizarre passion.
I'd lost track of reality. Some unknowable heat ruled my mind.
Closest thing? Pleasure. Unbelievable, but true.
Indescribable misery and that weird ecstasy coexisted, until I shut down all thought.
This is fine. Enough.
Finally, I surrendered to the absurd bliss flooding my brain.
At some point, I stopped worrying about getting caught. What did a puny weakling like me matter to those beautiful people?
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"I'll ride this time."
I let her have her way. Lying back on the bed, I lifted Jiyeon's body and set her on top.
Squatting with her legs spread, she started moving her hips. I savored the sight of her huge tits bouncing, utterly content.
Slowly, no rush. Jiyeon rocked back and forth, up and down, pleasure building soon enough.
She's a natural. I'd taught her nothing, yet every time she brings some new trick from god-knows-where to experiment on me.
Sometimes I wonder if she spends all day hunting porn. Not that I mind.
I know every effort's just to please me.
"Feels so good, Master!"
And it was obvious she got off on it too. Her slutty words weren't just for me—they turned her on hard.
"Ah!"
Then, an unexpected voice from an unexpected spot.
I turned my head. There was that pretty boy, peeking at us.
My God! When'd he wake up? Shit... what now?
And I noticed his eyes gleaming with a strange light.