Woman on Top (Branch Point 01)
Men's lust toward Im Da-bin: +40%
Protagonist (Lee Do-yoon)'s lust & stamina: 1.5x
Im Da-bin's lust: +30%
Im Da-bin's netorase compliance: +50%
Park Jun-seo kept his face buried in Da-bin's pussy for ages, his tongue working relentlessly. With that kind of fervor, it felt like he could camp out there overnight. I had no choice but to watch and listen as he devoured her folds with those wet, slurping sounds.
Finally, after gorging himself on her like a starving beast, he pulled back. He stood up, leaving Da-bin collapsed in exhaustion. I hesitated, feeling bad about thrusting into her worn-out body right away. But in that moment, Park Jun-seo rummaged around the room and grabbed something.
What he held in his hand was... Da-bin's bikini and stockings.
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Da-bin lay there wearing the bikini and stockings at Jun-seo's insistence. He'd convinced her by saying this whole netorase trip was for my sake, urging her to dress in the outfit I liked. The excuse was my satisfaction, but that bastard clearly had ulterior motives.
I felt a pang of disgust at his scheming, yet I couldn't tear my eyes away from Da-bin in that bikini and stockings. She crossed her legs, hiding her pussy—understandably shy, since she'd soaked the bedsheet so thoroughly. It only made me more curious. What did her pussy look like now...?
Even conservatively estimating from the rotor play, she'd been stimulated for nearly four hours. The room reeked of her arousal, proving it—a scent that drove men wild. You could call it musky in polite terms, but bluntly, it was the thick, animalistic pheromones of a bitch in heat.
But honestly... I wanted a taste.
I approached Da-bin and slid off her bikini bottoms.
"Oppa..."
She covered her pussy with her hand, blushing. But I gently lifted it away.
Her pussy came into sharp view.
"Oppa... it's embarrassing..."
"Da-bin, it's so pretty..."
"Still... don't look, oppa..."
Ignoring her pleas, I brought my face close to her entrance. Her folds glistened with her juices and Park Jun-seo's saliva. Transparent nectar leaked from her tightly clenched hole, pooling between her perineum and the sheet.
I leaned in closer. The pungent aroma hit my nostrils—raw and unrefined, impossible to romanticize, but intensely arousing. Da-bin's unique musk hung thicker than ever, stirring an urge to taste her.
Semen surged to the tip of my cock. What she was producing now had to be leagues beyond anything I'd sampled before.
Cautiously, I pressed my nose right against her pussy. But instead of her familiar scent, a thick, fishy saliva stench assaulted me. It was Jun-seo's spit. He'd slurped at her so long and hard that her pussy was drenched in it.
My body recoiled instinctively. Seeing her folds gleaming with his saliva, I couldn't bring myself to lick.
Yet even as my mind rebelled, my cock hardened further, throbbing with demands to plunge in. My reproductive instincts defied my sympathetic nervous system—perhaps screaming that oral teasing was pointless; just fuck her already.
I couldn't resist. Gripping my shaft, I aimed at her entrance.
Already hypersensitive with cum backed up, even holding the shaft spiked my urge to ejaculate. I took a deep breath to calm down, but...
Her pussy filled my vision, defiled orally by another man, slick with his mark. The depravity hastened my climax.
In normal sex with just us, I'd pause insertion here, caress elsewhere, buy time to cool off. But Park Jun-seo was watching. No backing down.
Convinced it'd be fine, I pressed my glans to her hole. And then...
Pshht! Pssshhh! Psht!
I came without entering... My semen splattered uselessly across Da-bin's lower belly.
Self-loathing choked any words. The 1.5x stamina perk meant nothing against overwhelming perversion.
Silently, I wiped the cum from her stomach. As I finished, Park Jun-seo sidled up.
"Do-yoon, my turn now."
"Ha..."
All I could manage was a weak sigh.
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An unbelievable sight. Da-bin was now straddling Jun-seo, rocking her hips on her own. He'd insisted on woman on top relentlessly, but I'd never dreamed she'd agree.
She rarely even did it for me... Looking back, our sex had always been so vanilla.
Even mounted on him, she'd hesitated at first. Now she started moving.
Jun-seo let out a groan of admiration.
"Ha... Da-bin."
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Too embarrassed to face me, she covered her face with both hands. Yet her hips and pelvis kept grinding gently.
My cock, deflated from the pathetic premature shot, stiffened again at the view. Her atop him, feeling his dick by her own motion. The sway of her slim waist and curvaceous hips drew involuntary awe.
Woman on top could be this lascivious... I'd never realized. Observing from the spectator's angle now, I saw how my prior experiences had been so limited—the man below can't fully appreciate her beauty.
Only when your woman rides another man can you truly behold her allure. A privilege unique to netorase, perhaps.
Tschlip! Schlorp! A new friction sound emanated from their union, distinct from prior thrusts—horizontal grinding, not up-and-down.
She was moving herself, but still passively rubbing. Shyly covering her mouth, the mix of innocence and eroticism amplified my taboo thrill. Semen welled up again, despite the short time since last.
But while my excitement surged, Jun-seo's face remained calm, bored by her tentative motions.
Finally, he spoke.
"Da-bin, like this."
His hands settled on her waist. Even that slight touch made her quiver violently. She was hypersensitive now.
He gripped handfuls of her soft waist flesh—not skinny, but toned and plush, the ideal controversial figure.
Grabbing her mochi-like waist, he guided her up and down.
She frowned at his instruction, like he was teaching her, and moaned.
"Ahng! Jun... Jun-seo oppa..."
"That's it, Da-bin. Just like that."
Strengthening his hold, he lifted and dropped her. His power shifted her motion vertical.
Squelch! Splurch! Their genitals widened the friction range, producing even lewder sounds.
I was going mad. I wanted to stroke myself, but this time I held back. No wasting shots. Next turn had to be mine for real.
Suppressing the urge, I watched their intensifying fuck. Da-bin's hips sped up. Impossible... Unbelievable.
Squelch! Splurch! Splurt! As her pace peaked, Jun-seo sat up, pulling her into a hug.
Lotus position. The picture of tender lovers.
She awkwardly adjusted, then draped her arms over his shoulders. Face-to-face now.
Insanity. That angle screamed for a kiss—no man could resist.
As if reading my mind, Jun-seo leaned in toward her lips. I silently begged her to refuse, even as my hand betrayed me, drifting back to my shaft.
