Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: JUF-009 (10)
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"Haa♥︎ Ung♥︎ W-wait♥︎ I'm gonna cum♥︎ I'm gonna cum, I tell you♥︎"
She started stomping her feet and complaining about the urge to pee, not even a full minute after I'd shoved my cock inside her.
The thick shaft sliced between her ass cheeks and pussy lips, pressing down hard on her deepest depths.
And with length to spare, it bore down relentlessly on her cervix, stimulating her bladder and bringing on that desperate need to release.
She twisted her hips and writhed her body this way and that, clearly hating the thought of pissing herself again.
But I'd already lost my mind to her top-tier pussy and had no intention of letting up.
I reached out and slammed my hand down on Choi A-ran's head.
Then I leaned in with my full weight, pinning her so she couldn't move an inch.
It was pure rape-like sex, crushing her with brute force.
Pinned down beneath me and offering up her rear hole, she let out delirious breaths from between her lips, overwhelmed by the sheer powerlessness.
"Haang♥︎ It hurts♥︎ It hurts so much♥︎ Hng♥︎ Too rough♥︎ I'm getting raped♥︎"
Her slutty voice only fueled my conquering lust even more.
I fell into a trance, focused solely on dominating the bitch in front of me.
This pussy was so damn good, it burned away every other woman I'd ever fucked.
"Ahh. Fuck. Feel how tight this pussy grips. You rice cake cunt slut. You love getting pinned and pounded, don't you? Your womb crushed so bad you're gonna squirt?"
"Y-yes♥︎ Gonna cum♥︎ A-ran's a rice cake pussy♥︎ Break it for me♥︎"
"Fuck. For a sow like you, even a toilet's too good. Just piss on the floor. Drench your office in your bitch juices."
"Hng♥︎ I can't hold it♥︎ Ahng♥︎ I really can't hold it♥︎"
"Can't hold it my ass. Hoo. Fuck. This is insanely good. Best pussy I've ever had. Premium rice cake cunt. You got jelly stuffed inside or what? The chewiness is unreal."
"Aaang♥︎ Thank you♥︎ A-ran's a rice cake pussy♥︎ The best pussy no one else can touch♥︎ I'll let only Master have it♥︎ I'll squeeze it nice and tight every day♥︎"
"Grrrh! You fucking slut! I love you so damn much!"
They say even a dog from a private academy will recite poetry about love after three years.
And after being trained in dirty talk by me for so long, she'd developed quite the skill herself.
Her teasing, coquettish words made my cock twitch wildly.
That lewd confession numbed my reason.
I grabbed Choi A-ran by the hair and yanked her head back roughly.
Then I ravaged her lips like I was raping her mouth.
"Mmmph♥︎ Hmph♥︎ Haa♥︎ Churu♥︎ Chuup♥︎ Hng♥︎"
After pouring out enough affection, I smashed her head back into the sofa.
She'd fully turned into a bitch now, sticking out her tongue and busy making sweet sow noises.
I ramped up my hip thrusts as my own climax built.
I threw my full weight into it, pulverizing her rear pussy.
—Plop! Squish! Stab! Squeltch!
"Haa♥︎ I'm breaking♥︎ If you go that hard♥︎ Hnggg♥︎ A-ran's gonna break♥︎"
Choi A-ran clamped her hand over her mouth, panting from the pleasure.
Her pupils rolled up as endless vibrations shook her, her own peak crashing in.
—Chup! Chuu! Squeltch! Plop!
"Haaaaak♥︎ Aak♥︎ Haa♥︎ I'm cumming♥︎ Cumming♥︎ Pussy's cumming♥︎ So good♥︎"
"Grrk! Cumming inside! Squeeze that pussy tight! Grraaah!"
"Urghhh♥︎ Yes♥︎ Me too, cumming♥︎ Cumming so hard♥︎ Grraaah♥︎"
"Get pregnant! Choi A-ran! Get pregnant on my cock!"
—Spurt! Splurt! Spuuuurt!
A dizzying sense of release blinded me for a moment.
My whole body shuddered in ultimate orgasm.
I flooded her warm, slick folds with my seed.
"Haaaaak♥︎ Haa♥︎ Hngggg♥︎"
She shattered too, unleashing the torrent she'd been holding back in her mind-melting climax.
Face-down, she bucked her hips over and over.
—Splaaash! Pshh! PSSSSHHH!
Clear spring water gushed out with every orgasmic wave.
Her second wetting after the first.
But the overwhelming relief of release was too much to bear; her face had completely given up on being human.
"Ah♥︎ Ha♥︎ Haa♥︎ Ah♥︎"
She trembled in the afterglow, drooling happily.
The expensive sofa was ruined with bodily fluids, but she couldn't care less right now.
And neither could I.
I'd had plenty of sex before, but this was the first time I'd ever creampied without a second thought.
Not to mention, a pussy this juicy and chewy was a first for me too.
"Hoo. Thought my dick was gonna melt. You really have a man-killing pussy."
I sprawled over Choi A-ran's body, stirring her pussy to savor the aftershocks.
My still-hard, raging cock throbbed inside, making her squirt out the last of her piss in cute little spurts as she shivered briefly.
"Haa♥︎ Haa♥︎ Master's dog cock♥︎ Is the best♥︎ I can't forget this♥︎ Never gonna forget this cock♥︎"
She grinned openly, clearly enraptured by our first fuck.
This level of intense orgasm was probably a first for her in life.
No, judging by her pussy's reactions, proper sex might've been a first too.
I lay there sharing body heat with her for a good while, catching my breath.
When she started squirming under my weight, I finally pulled out and took in the sight of our creampie.
Thick, white semen oozed from her tightly sealed pussy lips.
It was so dense, it jiggled like yogurt.
I brought my cum-soaked cock to her lips.
The alpha male's privilege after conquering his bitch.
Without a word from me, she stuck out her tongue and started cleaning it.
"Gonna be serving this cock from now on, so suck it clean."
"Yes♥︎ Churu♥︎ I'll serve it with my mouth pussy♥︎"
True to her sharp instincts, her technique had improved already.
She wrapped her tongue around it like a snake, scrubbing the glans with ferocious energy.
Then she pursed her lips like a pussy and slid them down, giving me that delicious insertion feel.
Tell her one thing, and she gets ten.
A woman this lovable was a first for me too.
"Haa. Fuck, you're perfect. Everything from one to ten. Face, body, pussy, mouth pussy. All my type. Wanna use you as my cumdump for life."
Feeling my sincerity, she clenched around my cock and flashed a naughty smile.
Try me if you can. Pure provocation.
She'd submitted in sex, but love was a whole other game.
She cleaned my cock until it shone, then licked up the cum near her lips like it was a waste.
Still wanting more, she suckled at my urethra.
Of course, she'd already gotten it all.
"Mmm. So tasty♥︎"
With her body limp, she propped herself up and patted my ass like a thanks.
That gaze and touch burned with far more affection and greed than when she'd sucked me off earlier.
I wiped her folds with tissue and glanced around.
The desk was a mess, and now the sofa too.
She noticed and blushed, making excuses that weren't quite excuses.
"This... I couldn't help it. You went all out making me squirt."
"Guess I'll have to clean this up?"
"Yeah. You're the janitor, after all."
"Wait, Ms. Choi A-ran. Master's not good enough now? Back to janitor?"
"... Ahem. Master's only during sex. Otherwise, no dice."
"You're ruthless. The girl begging to get raped under me just now?"
"Tch. Clean up first. I'm heading to the break room for a shower."
She grabbed spare clothes from the closet on wobbly legs and fled the office.
It was cute, but also infuriating.
Leaving her pussy juices everywhere and ditching irresponsibly.
I couldn't let it slide.
Fine. Got all day anyway. Gotta eat her in different outfits for max flavor.
The clothes she'd taken were her usual sleek office suit.
Perfect for fucking in some secluded seminar room.
"Grr. Dick's hard again. I'll pay you back tenfold for this humiliation."
Of course, right now I was stuck wiping her piss.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ —Splashhhh
The executive shower attached to the seventh-floor break room.
Choi A-ran washed off her sticky body, lost in thought.
Her mind was filled with the scorching fuck from moments ago.
She was too embarrassed to admit it, but today was her first time.
Her strict upbringing as a kid meant she'd never even dated.
The few guys she'd secretly met in puberty? Holding hands was it.
Her hymen was lost to solo play long ago.
Not that she regretted it.
Necessary sacrifice for dildo masturbation.
After turning adult, she jumped straight into work.
No need for college after design high school.
Plus her connections landed her at world-renowned Cleo & Tiffany.
Her ambition matched her insane libido.
She chased success relentlessly, snagging senior designer at just twenty-three.
Suddenly, proposals poured in.
Blind dates, arranged marriages—you name it.
But Choi A-ran sensed it instinctively.
Her tastes were twisted somewhere.
Normal sex? Zero thrill, no matter how she imagined it.
Hot celeb? Meh.
Sculpted model? Nada.
Even huge cock fantasies? No dice.
Only one thing got her wet: ruthless violence trampling her perfect life.
That's why she commuted by subway.
Dress slutty, and guys' electric stares hit her.
Sometimes they'd sidle up for a sneaky ass or hip grope.
She never let it go further, though.
Masturbation always replayed those moments as side dish.
The climaxes hit different from plain wanks.
Lightning in her brain amid skin-peeling shame.
She craved that exquisite pleasure, always hunting subway thrills.
Then one day.
That man appeared.
His gaze was off from the start.
Not sneaky peeking—open appraisal, top to bottom.
Seeing her as meat, not a person.
That piercing stare made her bow her head without thinking.
Lifelong, guys were the ones looking away.
First time she'd dodged first.
But even avoiding his eyes, that sticky yang energy violated her body.
She fussed with her skirt and hair instinctively.
Bitch behavior to look good for him.
And sure enough, he was different.
Unlike timid guys, he seized the chance and pushed her.
She panicked, but thrilled like never before.
Heart pounding like it'd burst—first time ever.
He even blamed her hotness for his horniness, shamelessly.
Then groped her tits without asking.
Fuck. These are tits. Love 'em.
She heard body compliments daily, but that crude line soaked her pussy.
Hearing her first molester's confession, she'd felt inexplicable butterflies.
Bliss nonstop after.
Teasing her nipples masterfully.
Boldly stripping her amid passengers.
Lewd whispers in her ear.
Normally she'd cap at touches.
But for him, she allowed sucking her tits.
Pretended reluctance, but deep down she craved it.
He played her breasts like an instrument.
Controlled pleasure perfectly, stirring shame.
Finally climaxed, sharing a mind-melting kiss.
But then he vanished for over three days.
She was anxious, furious.
What if he never came back? Unbearable.
Masturbation couldn't replicate it.
Other guys? Not men at all.
No delicate fingers, no sly voice—meaningless.
That's when she knew.
No one else would do.
Next encounter: deep relief, raging anger.
Wanna whine—Why so late after showing me heaven?
But his rose melted her fury like snow.
Such a sly bastard.
Playing her body, stirring her heart.
That day, she danced to his tune again.
Kisses, tit play, fingering her pussy to mush.
Crowded train too.
Made her pass out shamelessly, then ghosted.
Ego bruised bad.
Other guys desperate for her; he toyed and ditched.
But that drew her more.
Normal fuck? Just another dude.
He prioritized her pleasure.
Cherished her spots with care.
Ironic: the molester was gentlest, most attentive.
Every caress held consideration, love.
He'd starve for her gifts.
Cute aegyo like a lover sometimes.
Or tyrant-strong lead.
Finally, she fucked the mystery man.
Climaxed her pussy in front of colleagues, railed like rape.
Still didn't know his name.
Age? Home? No clue.
Not even sure he liked her for real.
All she knew: god-tier sex, tons of other partners.
She'd given her first to that guy.
No big meaning attached, but secretly wanted recognition.
No way she'd say it aloud—he'd tease endlessly.
Better hide inexperience for control.
She slid her hand down, caressing her secret spot.
Hard to believe that monster fit inside.
At least half bigger than her fave dildo.
His rough pounding still echoed.
I'm crazy. How'd I end up with a guy like that...
But words lied—she wanted round two.
The terrifying fullness scared and thrilled.
Powerless submission? Electric.
Aah. Thinking about it gets me wet again. Wanna suck his cock.
Cum too tasty—addictive.
Mouth watered, saliva pooling.
Choi A-ran smirked at her change.
Never thought she'd be cock-obsessed.
Not pathetic, though.
Endearingly sloppy, dumb charm.
Beastly rough, then tenderly caring after.
That weird guy stuck in her head.
Before she knew it, Choi A-ran was head over heels.