Humiliated by the Servant Again (3)
Standing intercourse was completely new to her, so the position felt utterly alien.
Plap-plap— squelch-squelch— thwack-thwack— slap-slap—
"Haa, haa...! Hnnngh...!"
Ahh, to think I'd end up making skin contact with Dong-ssi Halabeom after all. That's exactly why I hated any position that forced us to embrace...
Facing him head-on meant Jong Yak-hui's bare skin had no choice but to press against Dong-ssi Halabeom's wrinkled hide, forcing her to feel every unpleasant texture of his flesh.
His skin was filthy, rough, and creased, reeking of a mingled stench of age and body odor. That same skin rubbed and scraped against Jong Yak-hui's own, which gleamed smooth and luminous.
Squish— squish—
Every time Dong-ssi Halabeom thrust, Jong Yak-hui's full breasts were crushed flat against his wrinkled chest.
Ahh, I hate this!
The sensation repulsed her. Yet with every repeated plunge of his cock, pleasure slowly began to stain her senses. The longer the penetration continued, the higher her excitement climbed.
Ahh, doing it standing like this really does keep his cock from going deep. The fullness is weaker. It only feels like he's reaching the middle of my pussy. Ahh, what am I even thinking? All that matters is that Dong-ssi Halabeom finishes as soon as possible...
Jong Yak-hui scolded herself for the faint disappointment she felt at how shallowly he was entering her. But as if he had somehow read her hidden thoughts—
"Hmm, standing really doesn't allow for deep penetration, does it? Lifting you up should let me go much deeper."
"Haa, haa... Lifting me?"
"Heave-ho!"
Sliiiide— shuuunk—
"Hait!"
In an instant Dong-ssi Halabeom seized her under the ass and hoisted her into the air. Jong Yak-hui, who had been standing, suddenly found herself dangling in empty space. The moment her feet left the ground she felt the terrifying lurch of her body tipping backward, as if she were about to crash to the floor.
Whoosh— grab— squeeze—
Startled, she reflexively flung both arms around Dong-ssi Halabeom's neck to keep from falling, while her legs locked tightly around his waist. Her face was now so close it nearly brushed his. She hung suspended, clinging to his upper body with both arms and both legs, his cock still buried inside her pussy.
Ahh, to think I would wrap myself around Dong-ssi Halabeom of my own free will...
A sharp wave of shame hit her the instant she realized she was embracing him. The fact that she had clung to him herself felt deeply humiliating. Yet there was no other choice. Without her arms around his neck she would fall; without her legs gripping his waist she would be left hanging by arm strength alone in an unstable, precarious pose.
"Hmm, this position really does allow for deep penetration. Much better. All right—here we go."
Shuuunk— plap—
"Haaaah...! Th-this...! Hggggh...! S-so deep...! Hic!"
Dong-ssi Halabeom gripped her ass with both hands and yanked her down hard. In that single motion his cock speared deep into Jong Yak-hui's pussy, driving straight through her as though it meant to pierce her completely. Where before, while standing, the shaft had only rubbed around her pubic bone and slipped in and out a short distance past the entrance, now the tip slammed against the mouth of her womb in one brutal stroke.
The deep impact snapped her head backward; her hair whipped through the air.
Whoosh—
"Hiiik! H-how can it... be this deep...! Hiiik!"
Haaaah...! Wh-what is this? Doing it this way drives his cock so much deeper...
Compared to the shallow in-and-out that had only reached the middle of her passage, Dong-ssi Halabeom's cock now plunged to a depth that left her reeling with shock—and with a shockingly intense pleasure that sent a cold shiver racing up her spine.
T-to think pleasure like this even existed...
His cock stabbed deep and nudged her womb. The impact made her uterus quiver; the walls of her pussy trembled around him.
Shlick— squelch— shuuunk— plap— thwack-thwack— slap-slap—
"Haaaah...! S-so deep...! Hnnngh!"
Ahhh, s-so deep. His cock is touching my womb. Ahhh, every time he slams my ass down it's like a spear tip stabbing into my pussy. Ahhh, th-this pleasure is incredible...
Each time Dong-ssi Halabeom lifted her hips and drove her down again, a spine-tingling rush of ecstasy surged through her. He raised her until his cock nearly slipped free, then dropped her weight onto the shaft once more, repeating the motion over and over.
Haa, am I really that light? To lift and drop my whole body just to fuck me... Ahh, either way the pleasure is overwhelming.
When her hips rose, the head of his cock barely kissed her entrance.
Ahh, the tip is only just touching my pussy lips. And when he drops me from there the impact— Hiiik! Again—again...! It's skewering me. I feel like a piece of meat on a spit. Haah!
Jong Yak-hui truly felt as though she were being impaled. Every time Dong-ssi Halabeom set the tip against her entrance and slammed her down, her body was pierced through like meat on a skewer. He continued the relentless rhythm—lifting her ass with both hands, pulling almost free, then driving her down again—until her mind grew so hot it felt ready to melt and moans spilled from her lips of their own accord.
"Ahhh... s-so deep...!"
"Hahaha, and that's why it feels good, right?"
"Hnnngh...! I-it feels good...!"
Her head burning, drowning in pleasure, Jong Yak-hui answered "It feels good!" without even realizing she had spoken.
"Then I'll fuck you even harder."
Shuuunk— plap—
"Heok...! Khhheok...!"
The powerful downward thrust forced her mouth wide open; a raw cry tore free.
Shuuunk— slurp—
"Hnnph! Uuuk!"
H-his tongue...?
The moment her body was impaled and her mouth fell open, Dong-ssi Halabeom's tongue slithered in like a snake.
Khh...! Bad breath! Ahh, I hate this smell...
His tongue did not merely invade.
Sluuurp— suck— slurp—
"Haaaah...! Hooong... hoong-hoong!"
Ahhh, he's sucking on my tongue. Why—why is he doing this? Haaa, I can feel the strength draining from my whole body...
The instant Dong-ssi Halabeom began to suck her tongue with fierce force, every muscle in Jong Yak-hui's body went slack. With her strength gone, the will to resist vanished as well.
Ahh, I should tell him to pull his tongue out... but with it inside my mouth I can't even speak. And I can't push his face away with my hands either...
She was trapped. Both arms were locked around his neck, leaving her unable to use them. Pressed flush against him, hanging from his body with their faces nearly fused, she had no way to shove the invading tongue out.
Ahh, there's nothing I can do. I've already allowed it...
She had never even permitted a kiss, yet now she had surrendered not only her lips but the inside of her mouth as well. The final scrap of pride she had guarded—her lips and tongue—had been handed over to Dong-ssi Halabeom. Having already given him her mouth and tongue, she no longer possessed either the reason or the strength to push him away. In the end Jong Yak-hui abandoned all resistance to his tongue and lips.
Slurp— suck— sluuurp— smooch-smooch— smack-smack—
"Haaaah...! Hooong-hoong... hnnngh!"
Ahhh, filthy and dirty. It stinks too. So why, when Dong-ssi Halabeom is sucking my tongue and licking my lips so obscenely, does the excitement in my head only climb higher? Ahh, my mind feels like it's cooking. Is it because his cock is buried so deep?
Dong-ssi Halabeom's fucking was nothing short of violent.
Shlick— squelch— shuuunk— plap— thwack-thwack— slap-slap—
"Haaaah...! Hoooong!"
M-my pussy is taking impacts like it's being stabbed by a spear. Ahh, every time that shock hits, a pleasure so intense it makes my spine tingle drives straight into my brain...
She had no choice but to admit it. The sex happening right now was intensely pleasurable and fiercely stimulating.
Gush— trickle— drip—
Ahhh, the pleasure is so huge that love juices keep pouring out in thick globs...
Jong Yak-hui's pussy continued to leak without pause. The juices were whipped into white foam by the brutal thrusting, coating Dong-ssi Halabeom's cock in a milky sheen. The froth grew thicker and thicker until it blanketed his balls and pubic hair in white, and heavy drops of the white fluid hanging from his scrotum began to fall to the floor with soft plops.
Shlick— squelch— shuuunk— plap— thwack-thwack— slap-slap—
"Haaaah...! Hoooook!"
Gush— trickle— drip—
Ahh, the juices won't stop...
Overwhelming pleasure kept the nectar flowing. Clear fluid welled out, was churned into white foam by the pistoning cock, then slid down the shaft and balls to drip onto the floor in an endless cycle.
Ahhh, to think I would feel pleasure like this...
Little by little Jong Yak-hui sank deeper into rapture.
"Hmm, shall we try an even deeper position?"
Deeper than this? What position could that even be?
The question had barely formed in her mind when Dong-ssi Halabeom seized her calves and lifted them higher. Jong Yak-hui's eyes flew wide in shock. He raised both of her legs, pressed them against his own chest, and wrapped his arms around her back. In an instant her body was folded completely in half, lower half crushed against upper half.