Night of Frenzy 6
Watching the two women he lived with every day go into heat like animals and play with other men, he felt an inexplicable jealousy—and at the same time, the urge to protect them.
As he started to head downstairs, Eun-yeong stopped him.
"Hey, those girls need to blow off some steam too… They're women, you know. They're playing with strangers here—why are you being so nosy? Haha."
She pulled his hand into the room as she spoke.
"Leave them be… Play with me…"
Once inside, she caught him as he followed and sat him down in a chair. Then she hiked one leg up onto the chair beside her. Her leg formed a sharp L-shape, clearly exposed from under her skirt—an extremely provocative pose.
She looked down at him with a smile, then used one hand to flip back the skirt fabric that had been covering her. Her two legs and the blood-red panties between them came into full view. The panties were far smaller than a palm, mesh fabric loaded with black lace—an utterly lewd design.
She grabbed the crotch of the panties with one hand and yanked them aside. Her plump, fleshy pussy was exposed. Under the slowly shifting neon lights, her glistening folds were already soaked, and Han Pan, catching her intent, hesitated.
"What if Mom or So-jo noona walk in?"
She answered with complete confidence.
"There'll be a break soon… Until then, whoever's stuck to them right now, they'll be having a great time. Their specialty is getting the guys behind them hard and then slipping away… Like a contest of who can get more cocks standing? Without you around, the way those two talk is wild… Hahaha."
"I didn't know that…"
"They even do lesbian stuff sometimes, and it's enough to make me embarrassed… It'll get even more spectacular soon—especially when Mi-ho gets drunk. She's something else."
"Really?"
"Of course. Men throw themselves at them trying to fuck them… But Mi-ho never gives it up even once. Haha."
"What about noona?"
"You'll have to check that out carefully yourself later… Anyway—are we doing this or not?"
Eun-yeong spread her pussy open with one hand and thrust it toward him. The pink wings of her folds parted left and right, revealing the lewd interior, which was already glistening. It was extremely provocative.
Han Pan lowered himself and knelt in front of her. He gripped her thighs with both hands and brought his face to her pussy. He stuck out his tongue and licked her once—a bitter, sour taste. Eun-yeong shuddered as if her whole body had bounced.
"Ah…"
Starting from that moan, Han Pan worked his tongue rapidly, stimulating her clitoris. A moment later he raised his middle finger, pushed it into her pussy, and scraped back and forth; she thrashed and trembled. Matching the beat, she slowly stroked the head of the man playing with his tongue between her legs. Her lips were full of a smile born from the pleasure consuming her body.
Enjoying his caresses with her eyes closed, she opened them and looked down at him. Then she pushed his head back and lowered the leg she'd raised. Han Pan sat back in the chair, and she approached him, spreading her legs one by one as she climbed over him. Slowly she lowered her body, positioning her pussy over his cock—and Han Pan quickly undid his belt and yanked his pants and underwear down in one go.
His massive cock rose vertically toward the ceiling. Eun-yeong smiled as she looked at it. It was truly a magnificent horse cock—a uniqueness he possessed that she had never experienced before.
Eun-yeong settled into position on his body, stuck out her tongue and licked her palm once, then slowly rubbed his cock with her spit. Han Pan moaned at the touch of her hand. His cock glistened with her saliva, and precum beaded at the tip. Seeing that, Eun-yeong extended her middle finger, scooped up the precum, and put it into her mouth. A fairly sweet taste reached her lips.
Then she draped one hand over his shoulder for balance, reached with the other to grab his cock, aimed it at her pussy, and slowly lowered herself—taking him in.
"Ha!"
A moan burst from Eun-yeong's mouth. Feeling her body fill completely with his cock, she settled into position. Both hands firmly fixed on his shoulders, she slowly moved her hips up and down. Like a wriggling fish, her body slid smoothly. As the entire length slipped into her warm pussy, Han Pan gripped her waist firmly and assisted her movements.
Eun-yeong moved faster, toying with his cock, and the tightness of her pussy stimulated him from tip to base. They looked at each other, then without either initiating first, they kissed. Tongues tangled as their bodies moved rapidly. For several minutes they pounded into each other, exchanging sticky kisses. His hands that had been on her waist somehow found her breasts and worked them, drawing thrashing moans from Eun-yeong's mouth.
Greatly stimulated by her sounds, Han Pan supported her ass with his hands and stood up. Eun-yeong naturally wrapped her arms and legs around his neck, pressing her body tight against him, and they resettled into position and moved for a while. Deeper than before, Han Pan's entire cock stabbed at her womb; something like a scream tore from Eun-yeong's mouth along with thrashing moans. Han Pan roughly drove into her, and her moans grew louder. If anyone outside had been listening carefully they could have heard it clearly—but the music swallowed the sound, and it soon disappeared.
After fucking her standing for a while, Han Pan moved to the wall, pinned her against it, and pounded her again. Eun-yeong really liked his unrestrained sex—the way he handled her body without hesitation.
"Hah… hah… Ah, you fucking bastard! You fuck so damn well!"
"Haa… haa… You fucking bitch, you like it? Huh? You like it?"
"Hah… hah… Yeah, fuck, it feels so fucking good! Fuck, pound me harder! Smash my fucking pussy to pieces! Fuck!"
At her unrestrained words, the pleasure coursing through Han Pan's whole body climbed toward its peak. He could sense that climax wasn't far off.
"Ah fuck! I'm gonna cum! Eun-yeong!"
"Hah… hah… Baby!! Ah, it feels so good!!"
"Haa… haa… Fuck, whose pussy is this?!"
"Hah… hah… Whose pussy? It's your pussy!"
"Haa… haa… Whose pussy?!"
"Hah… hah… Han Pan's pussy!! Han Pan's fucking pussy!!"
"Huk… huk… Fuck, from now on whenever you meet me, always wear it like this!! Got it?! You fucking bitch?!"
"Ah yeah, you fucking bastard! I will!! Ah fuck! You son of a bitch! You're so fucking good!! You son of a bitch, fucking bastard!! Pound me harder! Aaaaah!!!"
"Huk… huk… Yeah you fucking bitch! You slutty whore!!! Fuck!! Huk huk!!!"
"Hah hah yeah I'm a fucking bitch! You fucking bastard! You cock-obsessed bastard!! Haa… haa…"
Han Pan's balls swelled, showing signs of climax. At the same time he felt orgasm was imminent.
"Ah fuck it feels so fucking good! I'm cumming inside!!!!"
"Ah do whatever you want!!! Ah I don't care!!! Fuck!! Aaaaaaaaah!"
They hurled curses at each other as the violent movements continued, and soon orgasm exploded through Eun-yeong's body as she trembled all over. At that moment Han Pan's cum burst out and poured into her. Eun-yeong felt the force of it surging into her womb and shook from head to toe. Han Pan held her firmly against the wall, shoved his cock in as deep as possible, and pumped out cum—the amount was enormous. She felt it pouring into her womb over and over, so much that even though she was on birth control she wondered if she might get pregnant.
The fierce flood of his cum slowly diminished, and eventually his cock also gradually shrank. Han Pan slowly lowered her from the wall, and she carefully set her feet on the floor. They both gasped for breath and looked at each other for a moment.
Eun-yeong lowered her head to look at his cock. Already half-shrunk but still displaying its majesty, a white mass of mixed pussy juice and cum clung to it. She knelt right there. Then she slowly took his cock into her mouth and moved slowly back and forth, cleaning him with her lips and tongue as if washing him. Han Pan shuddered at her aftercare, and Eun-yeong felt good at his reaction. A moment later, having thoroughly sucked his cock clean with her tongue and lips, she pulled her mouth off with a soft pop.
Gasping, Han Pan came to his senses and pulled up his underwear and pants; Eun-yeong did the same. They fixed each other's clothes, then sprawled out in the chairs. It felt like all the strength had drained from their bodies.
Outside was still full of fast beats, and Eun-yeong suddenly wondered how Mi-ho and So-jo were playing.
"Usually by this point the break rolls around, but today's running late… Hmm… Hey, want to see how your mom and noona are playing?"
"Huh?"
Eun-yeong checked her clothes once more, then opened the door and went outside.