The Thrill-Loving Madam
Was my gaze making her shy?
Her petals quivered in tiny spasms, spilling that cute nectar. The passionate wine-red string panties against pure pink flesh made for a perfect harmony. Only she kept trying to drop her hands and cover her secret place, mortified.
"Hss. Stay still. Master wants a little drink."
When I scolded her in a deliberately stern tone, she smacked my head like I was disgusting.
"...You crazy bastard♥︎ Who the hell is Master♥︎"
"Who do you think? Me, obviously. When I suck you, just say thank you and take it. I don't do this for just anyone."
Back in my Canadian study-abroad days, when money ran short, I had worked at a decadent establishment. The kind that offered discreet services to lonely married women. The Korean Wave dramas were booming then, so demand had been high. Thanks to that, I had plenty of experience when it came to a woman's pleasure.
Maybe she sensed that confidence in me. Han Gyeowool quietly withdrew her fingers. Then, face flushing shyly, she warned me.
"...Th-this is my first time♥︎ So if you're going to do it, be gentle♥︎"
Those eyes, tense in a way so unlike her. That adorable reaction pulled a smile out of me on its own. The honor of tasting Han Gyeowool's pussy for the very first time.
I immediately stretched out my tongue and swept once up her clam flesh. Soft, sticky meat parted smoothly along the seam.
—Sliiiick♥︎
"...Nngh♥︎"
A sweet moan mixed with a nasal note. Just one lick, and her pelvis shuddered with a violent reaction. From the tightly clenched hole, milky love juices flowed without pause. I greedily lapped up that honey, savoring the springy texture unique to pussy. She must have used quality feminine products; a fragrant peach scent filled the air.
—Slick♥︎ Slick♥︎ Slick♥︎ Slurrp♥︎
"Fuu. How the hell is even your pussy perfect. Pretty color, great sensitivity, and even the juices are sweet. This is honestly the best-tasting pussy I've ever had."
I meant every word. Living on nothing but the finest things, her fluids carried zero foul odor. Instead, a sweet fruit fragrance mixed with a subtle tartness. I licked her petals in a frenzy, soaking my mouth with her nectar.
Han Gyeowool was just as lost. Both hands clenched in my hair, she fought desperately to hold back her moans. When that failed, she even clamped her thighs around my head. Of course that wasn't going to stop me. If anything, I rolled her swollen clit gently and began the real caresses. I had never seen a woman stay composed after this. Sure enough, her reaction intensified—hips twitching hard.
"...Aheung♥︎ Aeuung♥︎ That♥︎ That feels good♥︎ Haeuuk♥︎ The sucking♥︎ I can't♥︎"
She especially loved the clit work with my lips. Watching her reactions, I sucked a few more times softly, and she arched her back like she was dying of pleasure.
—Chuuup♥︎ Tsup-tsup♥︎ Churrrp♥︎
"Phew. How is it? Honestly fucking amazing, right? I really don't do this for just anyone. Didn't even do it for my ex. I'm only doing it because it's you, Han Gyeowool."
This time I peeled back the hood completely and sealed my lips over it. Then I suctioned tightly and sucked hard. Instantly the insides of Han Gyeowool's thighs convulsed madly.
—Churrrrrp♥︎ Churrrp♥︎ Churp♥︎ Chuuuup♥︎
"Auk♥︎ Euuuk♥︎ I can't♥︎ Don't—that♥︎ Aeuuuuk♥︎"
She bit her lip desperately, but fierce moans still forced their way out. Then, for a moment, a climax so loud even I flinched.
"Eugeuuuk♥︎ Euuuk♥︎ Babe♥︎ Oh my♥︎ Aheuk♥︎"
—Pssshhh! Pshak! Pshaaaak!
A hot fountain erupted all at once as her whole body jerked and trembled. Had she gotten so lost she forgot where we were? She came to her senses late and hurriedly clamped a hand over her mouth.
"...You crazy bitch. No matter how good it feels, seriously? What if you actually came that loud."
When I scolded her, she got emotional and turned it back on me, yanking my hair and thumping my head.
"...Y-you crazy bastard! How am I supposed to hold it in when you suck like that! You should've stopped at a reasonable point!"
She glanced between me and the reception room door and muttered something ominous.
"...No one heard that, right?"
And of course, ominous lines like that have a way of becoming reality. Sure enough, someone knocked on the reception room door.
"M-Madam. It's Director Kim. Is everything all right in there? I suddenly heard a noise..."
The clueless star of the moment was the old hag of a director. At her appearance, Han Gyeowool answered irritably. Cold air poured off her as if the lovely tears from moments ago had never existed.
"That's enough. Just do your job. Don't concern yourself with what's happening here."
Startled by that sharp aura, the director retreated. Even as she left, she had to add one more line.
"I-if anything comes up, please tell me anytime."
Once the interrupter was gone, Han Gyeowool's gaze returned to me. Remembering that rapturous climax, she naturally pushed my head back between her legs.
"...D-do a little more. That thing just now."
"That thing? Sucking your clit?"
"...Whatever it was! Do what you just did again!"
"Aww. Not for free. If you want more, ask nicely."
At that, Han Gyeowool's eyes turned icy.
"...Cut the bullshit. Want me to scream for real? Call the director back?"
She was so desperate she threatened me in a fierce voice. Of course, the threat didn't scare me in the slightest.
"Go ahead and try. But if I end up in a cell, who's going to suck this perverted pussy? Not many people will pour this much affection into it, you know? You should be treating me well."
"...Fuck off. Like this is anything special."
"Really? You sincerely think that? Then why aren't you screaming? Send me away and find another guy."
"......"
She cutely flushed and averted her eyes. I followed, pressing a short kiss to her cheek and whispering.
—Chup♥︎
"You know it too. There's no one but me. What gutsy bastard would dare jump Han Gyeowool. What crazy bastard could handle this queen's pussy. There's no one else. No man who'll play along with this perverted game except me."
She couldn't deny it and pressed her lips shut. Suddenly curious about her true feelings, I connected the Mind Link. Soon her inner voice began to flow.
As expected... my prediction was right.
Teacher Kang has been living while hiding his dom tendencies.
He's exactly the way he appeared in my dreams.
The only man who will become my Master.
That's right. There's no one but Teacher Kang.
Who else could treat me like this.
I have to secure Teacher Kang for good while I have the chance.
I have to make him completely fall for me.
Which means I should give him a little push-and-pull too.
She finished her calculations inside and suddenly put on a prim expression. Then she raised the tip of her high heel and tapped my crotch provocatively.
"...A man who just flaps his mouth. Getting all confident just because a little oral worked on me? There are plenty of guys who'll suck mine besides you. If you want to play Master, prove it here. Stop running your mouth."
—Tap-tap♥︎
The haughty high heel kicked up against my heavy balls. Her smooth, milky legs stretched out made the act even more seductive. Well, Han Gyeowool still didn't know the taste of my cock. Her eyes already gleamed with greed, as if she wanted to try it at least once.
I gently rubbed my shaft against her mischievous high heel. Even through the pants she must have felt that menacing presence, because she licked her lips once.
"...Take it out a little. The queen will measure the size for you."
She shot me a sultry look and smiled slyly. Then she hooked the tip of her heel into my zipper and drew it down lewdly.
—Ziiip
The front of my pants parted, revealing a thick silhouette. The male symbol writhing beyond the underwear. Heavy with precum, it looked even more feral. Startled by that unexpected force, she adjusted her posture. Then she carefully reached out and began pulling down the underwear.
—Thwong♥︎
"...Oh my♥︎"
The shaft that sprang free shot toward the ceiling. A massive symbol of wildness casting a shadow over her face. Thick veins bulged here and there along the spear-like pillar. She began observing it with a dazed expression, as if appreciating a work of art.
...This is it♥︎ The one I saw in my dreams♥︎
I wanted to get thoroughly scolded by this cockhead♥︎
As if reuniting with a beloved, she caressed the shaft. Soft fingertips brushed it, and the pillar throbbed fiercely.
"...Well♥︎ So it wasn't just the mouth that was big♥︎ Of course I'll have to test the details to be sure♥︎"
She seemed to have forgotten she was in the middle of being ravished. Instead she even hummed under her breath as if appraising me. But suddenly she tilted her head as if something felt off. Tracing her memory, she examined my cock more carefully.
But... something's a little strange?
I'm certain I've never seen Teacher Kang's thing before.
How is it identical to the one from my dreams, like a carbon copy?
Even the vein positions are completely the same?
She started exercising that sharp intuition again. Like a detective, she estimated the thickness and length. I didn't want to give her any more clues, so I moved quickly. I pulled her up from the sofa and headed toward the reception room door. Just taking her straight would be boring, so I decided to add a little thrill.
She grasped my intention at once and turned pale, shaking her head hard.
"...W-wait. You're not thinking that, are you? Hold on a second!"
"Stay still. If you make noise, the director will come again. This time hold those moans properly, okay?"
I made her plant both hands on the door, then yanked her panties down in one motion. Before insertion I stirred her pussy thoroughly with my fingers. If the noise got even a little louder, the director right outside the door would hear every sound. That thrill alone seemed to excite her so much that her insides soaked in an instant.
—Squish♥︎ Squelch♥︎ Squish-squish♥︎
At those lewd finger movements she desperately covered her lips to trap the moans. Meanwhile I pulled an emergency condom from my wallet and tore the packaging.
—Riiip
At last.
It was time to taste Han Gyeowool's luxury pussy.