The Fatal Trap of Temptation 03
In. Out. Deeper. Harder. I drove into her throat again and again.
"Nngh— ghk— mmph! Mmph! Mmph! Ghk— nngh—"
I sank further and further into the dizzying, intoxicating pleasure of my cockhead punching through her throat. I yanked Hyejeong by the hair and kept thrusting into her mouth, showing not a shred of mercy to the girl who looked like she was suffering. Or maybe I was enjoying that, too.
The thought of Yeonju gasping for breath beneath another man sent an inexplicable rage boiling up inside me. That paid-meetup guy had toyed with both Hyejeong and Yeonju, tormenting them for his own amusement — so why the hell should I be the only gentleman here? Besides, Hyejeong had been the one to seduce me first. Using her like a toilet was only fair.
"Ugh— I'm coming! Swallow every last drop, you fucking slut...!!"
I yanked Hyejeong's head all the way down into my groin, burying my cock to the root in her mouth, and came straight down her throat.
"Nngh— ahh—"
Hyejeong slapped at my thighs with her palms, unable to take it anymore, and only then did I pull out.
"Khack— cough... cough..."
A sticky string of saliva stretched between my cockhead and Hyejeong's lips.
"You fucking slut... you picked the wrong guy to mess with."
I shoved Hyejeong down onto the bed and climbed on top of her in reverse. Then, just like in that guy's video, I hauled her thighs apart into a wide M and pinned them down with my arms so she couldn't close them.
Hyejeong's dark bush was exactly as it had been on camera. It was neatly trimmed only around the mound, while everything below her two outer lips was waxed clean as a baby's. Her clit was already stiff, peeking out through the hood, and her dark, drooping inner lips were wrinkled and folded the way a true slut's cunt should be.
When I spread her pussy wide, the inside was already slick and sticky with juices that had leaked out, and the entrance was a little loose from how thoroughly she'd been used.
I pushed one finger into her hole, and Hyejeong grabbed my cock.
She worked both hands in turn, stroking me from root to head in long, milking pulls as if wringing the last of the cum out of me. Even though I'd just come, my cock hadn't softened at all — and under Hyejeong's touch it only grew harder.
I added two more fingers and started working all three into her, slowly. Hyejeong stopped milking me and gripped the shaft tightly with both hands, savoring the pleasure radiating from deep inside.
In, in, in, in—
"Mmmmh~ nngh... ahh~ aaah!"
The faster I pumped my fingers, the higher Hyejeong's moans climbed. But a slut's cunt was still a slut's cunt — even with three fingers in her, the inside of her pussy felt loose and sloppy, like a discarded condom someone had tossed aside.
She'd tried to seduce me with this piece-of-shit slut cunt!
Furious, I added a fourth finger and started pounding her hole with all four. I went faster and deeper than the guy in the video, and I could feel her starting to clench. The slack vaginal walls began to twitch and contract, and the inside of her pussy started heating up like a pot coming to a boil.
"Hyaaaaaaah~~~~~~~~~~!!"
When I yanked my fingers out of Hyejeong's pussy, a fountain erupted from both her hole and her urethra at once. The stream from her urethra burst out like a powerful jet of piss.
"Haaahngh....."
Hyejeong shuddered through the aftershocks of her orgasm, her thighs instinctively trying to close. I forced them wide open again and slapped her freshly climaxed, oversensitive pussy with my open palm.
Smack!
"Haaah...!"
The slap made Hyejeong's clit even harder, and more juices trickled from her hole.
I switched hands and shoved three fingers back in. Maybe because she'd just come, she was clamping down much tighter than before. Apparently Hyejeong's cunt only tightened up when it got hit with intense stimulation.
Squelch, squelch, slap-slap-slap—
Working that overflowing hole produced wet, filthy sounds. This time, still riding the afterglow, Hyejeong's reactions came faster than before.
"Aaah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah~ haaaah~~~"
"Stay still!"
Smack! Smack!
When Hyejeong tried to close her legs again, I slapped her bare pussy with my palm once more. Just like in that guy's video, every smack sent her juices flying — and there was a certain satisfaction in that.
I shoved all four fingers back in at once.
Squelch, squelch, slap-slap-slap-slap—
"Aaah~ ahh... ah! Ah! Ah! Ack~"
I worked her hole like I was playing an instrument, controlling the rhythm and the intensity, and Hyejeong moaned in time with the beat I set. Four fingers seemed to hurt her a little, but it wasn't long before her second orgasm hit.
"Aaaahhhhhhh~~~~~~"
Fsssshhh—
Once again, Hyejeong's pussy gushed a fierce fountain like a stream of piss.
"Hah-hah~ ahh... haaah~"
She shuddered even harder this time, and when I climbed off her she bucked her hips, twitching. I slid between her legs, propped her ass up on my knees, and drove my cock in to the hilt in one stroke.
"Augh!!"
Hyejeong threw her head back with a short, sharp cry. Unlike before, the inside of her pussy was scorching hot, like lava just erupted from a volcano, and because she'd just come, her vaginal muscles clenched hard around my cock, wrapping it tight.
I started fucking her with a steady rhythm — slowly, but deeply, then a little faster, still deep. That lava-hot cunt yielded and opened for me every time I pushed all the way in, then clenched its walls tight around my cock on the way out.
But the more I fucked her, the more that initial tightness loosened, and Hyejeong's pussy started feeling slack again.
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
"You fucking slut, are you kidding me right now? Squeeze, damn it! It's so loose it feels like I'm fucking thin air, you whore cunt!"
Thud-thud-thud! Thud-thud-thud-thud! Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
The more I thrust, the more irritation and rage boiled up inside me. So I just started pounding her rough and hard, no technique at all.
"Aahh! Ah... go a little easier. Ow! That hurts... ow, ow!"
"Shut up! You're a slut, remember?"
When that still didn't improve my mood, I pulled out.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
"Get over here!"
I dragged the panting Hyejeong off the bed, made her grab the vanity with both hands, then stood behind her, gripped her ass, and lined my cock up with her hole.
Smack!
"Augh!"
I slapped her ass with my palm and shoved my cock in. Going deeper this time, the squeeze felt a little better.
I kicked it into another gear and pounded her roughly. Hyejeong's ass looked pretty enough, but there wasn't much meat on it, so the feeling of fucking her wasn't great. Yeonju's or Huiyeon's ass had enough flesh that pounding them felt rich and satisfying — Hyejeong's just felt hard.
"You fucking slut. There's not a single thing I like about you."
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Furious, I spanked Hyejeong's ass again. I'd never felt this constantly irritated while fucking a woman before. Normally I was the type who couldn't even say anything mean to a girl, but sex with Hyejeong left me feeling so unsettled that I took it out on her even more.
To anyone watching, just getting to fuck a sexy woman like this would look like happiness. But for me, sex with Hyejeong had been about venting from the very start — not pleasure.
"Haaah! Taemin, go a little easier... ow! Ow!"
"Shut up! Your cunt only tightens when you get hit!"
Smack! Smack!
I kept fucking her from behind, and every time I felt Hyejeong's pussy start to slacken even a little, I spanked her ass without fail. Her cunt would tighten up for a moment, then loosen again, over and over. I just kept driving into her with nothing but raw power and stamina, and eventually Hyejeong hit her third orgasm, her vaginal muscles wrapping around my cock and squeezing tight.
"Haaah! You fucking slut, I'm coming!"
"Haaaah! No~ yaaah!!! Aaaaah~"
I came at the exact moment Hyejeong's orgasm made her cunt clench down. I shot my load inside her with my cock still buried deep.
"Haaah~ haaah~"
Coming left me a little short of breath. But my cock was still rock-hard inside Hyejeong's pussy, and no refractory period hit me. Naturally, my mood hadn't improved either.
I pulled out, and a mixture of my cum and Hyejeong's juices trickled from her hole.
"Fuck...!"
I picked Hyejeong up and threw her back onto the bed.
"...Again?"
Hyejeong looked a little worn out, but I had no intention of stopping until my mood improved.
"You don't see this?"
"Ah... you fucking bastard."
When I pointed at my still-rigid cock, Hyejeong spread her legs wide in resignation.
"Hey, I'm kinda sore, just use your hand... aaah~!"
Whatever Hyejeong said, I shoved my cock back into her hole.
"Augh~ you fucking asshole... juuust! A little gentlerrr..."
"Shut up. You brought this on yourself."
Thud-thud-thud! Thrust-thrust! Thud-thud-thud-thud!
"Aahh~ aaah~ ah-ah-ah~ ow! Ow!"
That day, I fucked Hyejeong's pussy over and over until my lower back ached. I came several times, but my body and my mind were on completely different wavelengths — except for those brief seconds of ejaculation, all I felt was constant irritation.
"Huuuh~ damn it!"
After we finished, I lay there for a while, but the tightness in my chest wouldn't ease, so I got up. Hyejeong had passed out from exhaustion. I left her there, took a quick shower, got dressed, and walked out. Then I drove toward the pension, figuring I'd take a drive. The cold wind coming through the window seemed to settle my mood a little, at least.
What was Yeonju doing right now?
The image of her in another man's arms today left me feeling uneasy.
When I'd watched those videos of Minyong and the paid-meetup guy, I'd gotten so turned on by Yeonju's sexy, seductive appearance that I could barely control myself. So why did I feel so unsettled today...? Was it because I'd seen her in another man's arms in person? No — if that were it, I should have felt bad watching Yeonju suck Minyong's cock before, but back then it had been the opposite.
When no clear answer came no matter how much I thought about it, I just drove to the pension without thinking about anything at all.
"Huh? What's this?"
When I arrived at the pension, the lights were on. That meant someone was inside. With a what-if stirring in my chest, I hurried through the door.
"Oh? Taemin's here?"
"What the hell? Where have you been?"
I opened the door to find Minhee in the kitchen and Yeonju in the living room.
"Huh? You guys were already here?"
"Where else would we be?"
Yeonju answered primly.
"Taemin, you want some ramen? I'm about to put it in."
Come to think of it, I was starving.
"Yeah, make me some too."
"Okay."
Minhee tore open the ramen packets and dropped them in the pot, and Yeonju sat on the sofa watching a movie. I went and sat down next to her. Seeing Yeonju up close, the gloomy mood I'd been carrying vanished completely, replaced by a sudden, clear, refreshing feeling.
"Weren't you guys with the guys?"
"Yeah, we hung out for a bit and left. Why?"
"Ah, no reason. Just curious."
"Curious, huh... and just what were you so curious about?"
Yeonju suddenly leaned into me, asking with a sly, knowing look in her eyes.
"Get away, that's creepy."
I pushed her away — I liked it, but I also felt like I'd been caught somehow.
"So what about Hyejeong? You came back alone?"
"What? Hyejeong?"
"Yeah, we figured you and Hyejeong were obviously together."
What? Obviously...? What the hell did that mean?
"Why... why would you think I was with Hyejeong?"
"Hyejeong said she was dead set on fucking you today. That's why we made ourselves scarce."
Oh, for fuck's sake! So I'd walked right into it?!