93. [Scene] Park Yuri
93. [Scene] Park Yuri
"Should I set the rules again this time?"
"Y-yeah, go ahead."
She couldn't have cared less how things played out now.
She just wanted him to hurry up and do it.
"Then this time, we touch each other. Sitting on the bed. Whoever comes first loses."
"Got it. Just do it already!"
Her body was burning up—she was about to lose her mind!
Park Yuri sat down beside him and pressed her body completely against his, as if repudiating every single past moment she'd snapped at Hye-yong and kept her distance.
And right away she started stroking Hye-yong's cock to full hardness, jerking it steadily.
Sending him lewd glances that clearly said, hurry up and touch mine too.
Responding in kind, Hye-yong likewise began caressing Yuri's pussy.
"Hnnhh..."
The instant he touched her, he got a ridiculously sensitive reaction.
'Wow. She's unbelievably wet.'
Seeing how drenched she was, she'd gotten herself desperately worked up.
With all his buffs active, Hye-yong got down to business, moving his fingers with the sole purpose of making Park Yuri come.
"Hyeek!"
From the very start until now, he'd focused entirely on stimulating her nipples.
So when a sudden, intense assault on her pussy began, Park Yuri froze up completely—unable to think of anything but the pleasure—and practically clung to his arm as if hugging it tight.
"Hnh! Ht! Ht! Ahn, ahh, hnngh! Hyaahng!"
Feels good, feels so good!!
Why is it so different when you touch me compared to when I do it?!
Like someone who'd finally gotten exactly what she wanted, she abandoned any pretense of holding back her moans.
Just like a child with a parent, she simply surrendered everything and accepted his touch.
"Park Yuri. Your hand stopped."
"Nnnhh...!"
When Hye-yong stopped his hand and said that, Park Yuri reluctantly started jerking his cock again.
As he spread her folds back open and stroked the flushed, hot inner flesh, she lost all control—even seated, her hips bucked wildly.
'She's about to come.'
This was the moment to ask.
"Yuri. You about to come?"
"Ahh, ahh, aht."
Park Yuri didn't seem to have any intention of denying it.
"Is that okay? I'm still nowhere close to done. You won fair and square and now you're just gonna lose again?"
"Ah, ah, ah, right there, it's incredible...!!"
"This isn't even a contest at this rate. Take it a little more seriously."
As he said that, Hye-yong pressed three fingers together, pushed firmly against her clit, and rubbed vigorously.
"Hyaaahht!"
Squelch! Squelch!
Obscene wet sounds echoed out.
Park Yuri, utterly steeped in pleasure as if the contest no longer mattered at all, stopped jerking his cock and instead wrapped her arms tightly around the arm that was working her pussy.
"Feels good, feels good, feels so gooood!! I really can't anymore... I'm really gonna, I'm gonna come...!!"
Park Yuri's body started trembling uncontrollably.
'3, 2, 1...'
Hye-yong counted down three seconds inwardly, then abruptly yanked his arm away.
"Ht, nngh! Hnghhhhh...!!"
Denied release at the exact moment she should have climaxed, Park Yuri let out a moan thick with sheer frustration, her hips bucking desperately.
Thwack!
Unable to bear it any longer, she reached her own hands toward her pussy—and Hye-yong seized both wrists, pinning them away.
"Why, whyyyyy."
Park Yuri looked up at him accusingly, her expression completely melted, eyes brimming with tears.
She easily had the strength to shake him off, but the fact that she didn't showed just how utterly stupid with need she'd become.
Seeing that face stirred an urge to shove his tongue down her throat and fuck her senseless right then and there, but Hye-yong barely reined himself in and spoke words meant to torment her instead.
"Take it seriously, Park Yuri. This is a contest. Watching you, it's like you actually want to lose. I don't want to win that way."
"Unnhh...!!"
After a single sob, Park Yuri's hands grasped Hye-yong's cock again and started pumping.
Hurry up and do it.
Hurry up and touch mine too—please!
Her eyes seemed to be saying exactly that.
Looking at her face, gazing up at him as desperately as Lanfang after a few days of starvation, it felt like his own arousal was tripling.
'Krrrgh. Is this really the same sharp-tongued Park Yuri?! The same Park Yuri who was cursing the whole damn time while I was fucking her?!'
Suspecting he'd come first himself if he dragged this out any longer, Hye-yong resumed stimulating the pussy that was now frantically worked up—like it had swallowed an aphrodisiac—thanks to her interrupted climax.
"Hyaaahng, hnht, hyaht, ah, ah-unh!!"
Park Yuri's senses raced toward the peak once more.
Even so, apparently not wanting to give him anything more to pick on, she diligently kept her hand moving.
It hadn't even been long since he started touching her again when the signals returned.
"What's this, Park Yuri. You're about to come again?"
"No I'm not, I'm noooot! I'm perfectly fine, so just keep touching meee!!"
Squelch squelch squelch!
He didn't stop his hand—only kept talking.
"Are you really okay with losing? Seriously? This could be your last chance to beat me."
"I'm gonna win! I'm gonna win! I'm gonna wiiin! I'm working hard at it!! So don't stop!!"
"Nah. I can tell. You're about to come, right? But I'm still totally fine. I'll give you one more chance, for real."
At those words, Park Yuri clamped her legs together hard.
It was almost as if her crotch was trying to swallow Hye-yong's hand whole.
"I lost!! I loooost!! So, soooo!! If you stop I'll kill you!!"
In that instant, Hye-yong switched to the page with his Persuasion and Acting buffs.
The fact that the Sensitivity Amplification buff had vanished didn't mean her desperate state vanished with it.
Still weathering Park Yuri's pining gaze, Hye-yong cast two buffs on himself and kept speaking.
"...I'm disappointed, Park Yuri. I really thought you, of all people, had incredible grit. And you're declaring defeat over this much?"
"Nnh, unnhh, hnngh."
The sudden shift to a weighty atmosphere, his lowered voice—Park Yuri had no idea what to do and could only let out fretful, plaintive moans.
"Fine, whatever. If you're going to give up anyway, we'll do it properly. Do what I tell you, and I'll give you what you want."
"Wh-what are you... trying to make me do...?"
"You're going to shout it at me. 'I am a perverted, defeat-addicted, trash-pussy loser who gets aroused by losing and squirts and comes from getting touched for only a few seconds. Please use this perverted trash pussy, who was still a lesbian up until yesterday, however you want.'"
Flinch!
Hearing those words, Park Yuri jolted as if she'd been snapped wide awake.
A string of words crammed chock-full of the most vulgar, indecent, and low-life expressions imaginable!
She'd never once in her life imagined she'd ever say something like that to a man.
But Hye-yong's hand remained still.
She twisted her hips, trying to grind against it forcibly, but the stimulation was far too lacking to reach climax.
'I can't... come. If this bastard doesn't touch me, I can't get relief...!!'
If this ended without her coming right now, she was certain she'd go insane.
She was at the point of genuine terror that she might have to live the rest of her life as this broken idiot.
But she couldn't say those words.
That was truly, genuinely the last remaining scraps of Park Yuri's pride.
Her mind overloading in the throes of torment, Park Yuri finally burst into tears like a child.
"Hyaaahng! I don't wannaaaaa!! I don't wanna say stuff like that!! I can't, I caaan't!"
"But then you can't enjoy yourself and come, can you?"
"I don't wannaaaaa!! I wanna come, I want relief, I wanna cuuuume!!"
"Then just say it."
"I don't wanna... I said I don't wanna, hngk, hnnghnn! Hngh-hnnghh!!"
Tears dripping down her face, Park Yuri wept.
Now it was time to land the finishing blow.
"Hyeek!?"
Hye-yong lightly bit her ear, pulling her attention.
In the moment she focused, startled, he whispered slowly.
"Fine... If you're saying it that badly, you really can't do it, I guess."
S-so that means...
"No helping it, then. Even if you don't say it, I'll let you come once."
Yes!!
Hurry— hurry up—!
"But see."
A sudden chill crawled up Park Yuri's spine.
What?
What's he about to say?
"If, just if... you decided to say it..."
What on earth.
While she was rigid with tension, Hye-yong's soft, tender voice slipped into her ear.
"I'd fuck you like crazy all night long."
"Over and over, for hours. I'd pound you mercilessly until every fold of yours has memorized the shape of my cock."
"Even when you're reduced to a total wreck, tears and snot all over your face, begging me please stop—I absolutely won't."
"I'll plug up every single hole in your body and fill them all with mine."
"So thoroughly that your womb—infertile from the side effects—will catch itself thinking it wants to get pregnant without you even realizing it."
"...How about that?"
The moment he finished speaking.
Park Yuri began trembling like a leaf.
And then, gulp.
She hesitated, then gulped again.
After swallowing twice,
"I am... my pussy is..."
With an expression as if every single cell in her body was brimming with rapt anticipation, she spoke.
"A defeat-addicted, perverted, trash-pussy loser who gets aroused by losing and squirts and comes from getting touched for only a few seconds!!! Please use this perverted trash pussy, who was still a lesbian up until yesterday, however you want!!!!!"
In the wake of those words, silence stretched for about ten seconds.
"Wow..."
A sincerely awed breath of admiration slipped out of him—and then, something in his head snapped.
When he came to his senses, Park Yuri was pinned beneath him.
Squelch— Squelch— Squelch—!!
"Ahhk!! Ahhk! Aah! It's incredible!! It reached all the way inside!! It's hammering!! It's pounding places a dildo could never reach!!"
"No more stopping right before you come this time! Come however much you want, Park Yuri! As much as you want!!"
As he said that, he twisted the left nipple he'd been relentlessly teasing earlier—hard. Yuri's inner walls clamped down fiercely at the same time as she began thrashing wildly.
"Hyaaahk! If you do that there—I'm coming, this time for real shhh, I'm really gonna come!!"
The tight folds clenching around him were like a vise.
As Park Yuri convulsed and trembled, Hye-yong's own impending orgasm surged right to the top of his head.
"I'm about to...!!"
The instant he let out the first pulse of semen—fwoosh—Park Yuri's vaginal walls clamped down even harder, as if declaring every last drop hers. Her insides were unbelievably greedy.
"Aaahh, it's incredible, it keeps going fwoosh inside me, so much is coming out...!! A little... more..."
"Kghh... You don't need to wring me dry like that... It's all yours tonight, every bit... I'm not giving it to anyone else...!!"
His ejaculation finished, Hye-yong started moving again.
With another wave of violent pleasure surging up right after climaxing, Park Yuri half-lost her mind and let out a garbled, tongue-tied cry.
"Heghk, heghk! Ohhk, incwedible, heghk! You're not stopping, the feel-good thing won't stooop!!"
Unable to stop his hips either, Hye-yong was in the exact same boat, pounding her fiercely.
How much effort had gone into this, just for tonight's sex?
Winning, losing, pretending to lose while acting the whole time...
After all that buildup, there was no way it wouldn't feel good.
This moment right now was the single best mating session in Hye-yong's entire life.
More rigidly erect than ever before, his cock mercilessly battered the deepest parts of Park Yuri.
Every time he drove in, the vaginal folds right at the cervix squished and squeezed, offering their greeting alongside her moans. Each brush against them dragged up absolutely every drop of his urge to come.
"Yuri. You like it? Does it feel good?"
"Feels good, feels so gooood!!"
"What about me? Do you like me?"
"I like you! I like you, I like you, I like you!!"
"Do you love me?"
"I love youuu!!"
Squelch— Squelch— Squelch—!!
"Then kiss me. A kiss with love in it."
At his request for a kiss, Park Yuri pressed her lips against his without a flicker of hesitation.
Their tongues tangled together naturally.
Hye-yong had always been the type who thought kissing after a blowjob was kind of gross, but right now his head was so hot that he didn't give a damn one way or the other.
Mid-fuck, Hye-yong abruptly hoisted her up and shoved her against the wall.
Sure, Hye-yong had low stats, but an Awakened was still an Awakened.
He had enough strength to lift a slender girl and keep fucking her in the air.
Bang— Bang— Bang—!!
"Geuhk, hoohht...!! This stuff, bang bang, it's hitting too hard!! It's too rouuugh!!"
When Hye-yong thrust his hips upward, gravity dropped Yuri's lower half down, swallowing his cock to its deepest possible point.
Over and over, the sound of flesh smacking against flesh resounded loudly enough to be obnoxious.
As if his arousal rose in proportion to the noise, the louder the impact, the closer he seemed to get to release.
"I'm about to come... Just like that, I'm gonna dump it all in!"
"Yes, gooood, hnh! Cum inside!! Heghh!! Mess me up more...!"
Bang!
He slammed his hips in hard—Park Yuri's lower half lifted high enough that only the head of his cock barely remained inside.
Then with a bang!, her body descended, guiding Hye-yong's cock right up to the mouth of her cervix—and at the same moment, his cum surged up in great spurts.
"Nngh...!!"
Fwoosh!!
Thick, dense semen that would have guaranteed pregnancy if she hadn't been infertile flooded inside her once again.
"Eht, geuhk, ohk, oht, hnh, hnnghhh...!!"
Feeling Yuri's climaxing moans tremble right against his body as he emptied everything deep inside her.
When he pulled his cock out, a gush of white fluid spilled from her gaped-open hole.
At the same time, all strength leaving her body, Park Yuri slid down the wall and collapsed into a seated heap.
"Hah, hah."
"Shhh— shhh—."
He grabbed a handful of Park Yuri's bangs where she sat crumpled in front of him—almost pulling her by them—and brought her face before his cock. Nearly on pure instinct, she began sucking the smeared semen clean with her mouth.
He'd already made her climax god-knew-how-many times, but they were nowhere near done.
The night was still very long, and Hye-yong fully intended to keep every single one of the promises he had made her.