Collision 2
"...Yeah. If my girlfriend's suffering from being raped, but she still wants a man that badly, then I should feed her all she wants."
Park Jun-hyun's response, with his brakes completely shattered, was far from sane. He mounted Lee Seo-yoon and yanked off his pants and underwear in one go. His cock sprang free, engorged and throbbing with blood like the embodiment of his explosive rage.
Squelch. Park Jun-hyun's cock positioned itself at the entrance of her pussy, slick with her arousal. He truly despised the lewd reaction—the way her slutty hole twitched in welcome, the damp heat teasing his glans.
"You filthy bitch."
With those cold words of contempt, Park Jun-hyun slammed his hips forward with all his strength.
Plah!
"Eut...!"
A frail moan escaped Lee Seo-yoon's lips, one she couldn't hold back. The shockwave rippled through her coupling like waves, coursing beautifully over the sensual body of the married woman—an irony that was perversely stunning. Her voluptuous breasts, coated in cum, jiggled lewdly with the impact, utterly obscene.
The sensation through his cock was soft yet ecstatic, her vaginal walls a novel tightness—wet, intricate wrinkles gripping densely yet cradling him with exquisite subtlety. It was a first for him.
'My first time with a woman, and it's my girlfriend's mom...'
Park Jun-hyun drowned in rage and futility. The melting pleasure welled from his lower body, but it disgusted him utterly. The woman's sweet little moan drilled into his ears, churning his mind.
That must have been why—he didn't want to hear a word from the whore beneath him. His hand shot to her slender neck and squeezed without hesitation.
Grip.
"Guh...?!"
Her breath choked off, a pained groan leaking out.
"Shut up...! I said shut up!"
As if refusing any words from Lee Seo-yoon's mouth, he tightened his grip on her throat and began pistoning his hips downward.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Clumsy novice thrusts, devoid of skill, care, or emotion. No idea where to aim for depth or what spots pleased a woman—he just shoved blindly.
"Guhk...! Euk...?!"
Lee Seo-yoon felt her breath fading and reflected on how it had come to this. It started the day her daughter was raped. Everything spiraled from there—raped drunk by her daughter's childhood friend, driven by deranged thoughts of protecting her child and a sense of adult responsibility.
In that filthy alley, she'd dirtied her body and stared blankly at the sky. The narrow strip of dark heaven between buildings was starless, suffocating.
"Ah...! Urgh...!"
The cock piercing her gut was revolting, but her body, tempered by Kim Il-woo's countless assaults, responded faithfully to the forceful, base desires crashing into it—generating pleasure that eroded her mind and flesh. Was it for survival?
Drip...
Even in this horrific, sadistic hell, arousal leaked from her.
"Ha... haa...! Guh... ahhat...?"
Tears streamed from Lee Seo-yoon's eyes, but a wretched smile and hollow laugh twisted her lips.
"Die. Die. Die."
Park Jun-hyun wept too, his mouth warped in a grin. Dizzying, unprecedented pleasure surged from his groin amid mind-scrambling fury—he was out of his mind.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Obscene slapping echoed endlessly from their union. Amid his mechanical, meaningless pounding, her body heated up, then began shuddering in spasms.
Grip!
"Ka... ah, hut...! Ah...!"
Throttled, Lee Seo-yoon lacked even the strength to moan. Oxygen-starved, her face paled deathly white, her vacant eyes rolling upward.
Shudder!
Even habituated to Kim Il-woo's acts, oxygen deprivation pushed her to the brink—no pleasure possible. Her body convulsed at its limit.
"Ah... hugh...!"
A labored final gasp from her blue lips. Her trembling form suddenly went limp, all motion halting.
Trickle...
A faint stream mixed with their slapping flesh, racing down the dark alley. Her inner thighs pooled with clear arousal and golden urine, staining the filthy ground.
Feeling the warm incontinence splash his abdomen, Park Jun-hyun unleashed ecstatic climax down his spine.
Splah!
His brutal thrust thudded like striking a meat sack; Lee Seo-yoon's limp body jolted.
Gurgle! Gurgle! Gurgle!
Drooling like a beast, he dumped his rage-tainted lust deep into his girlfriend's mother's core.
Thud.
Park Jun-hyun's bloodshot eyes dimmed; he collapsed atop her like a marionette with cut strings.
They lay entwined, motionless. The man, burned out, twitched his cock like a dying ember, spilling white seed. The foolish woman, airway freed yet too weak to breathe, lay death-still.
Her stupid married flesh twitched at the hot cum battering her depths—lewdly chasing pleasure, proof she lived.
"..."
The man who'd hammered his aimless rage collided with the woman who'd surrendered all. Their union leaked thick semen, clear arousal, golden piss—pooling like tangled emotions in the alley.
After Choi Ara, now Lee Seo-yoon—both women shattered in this abyss, mother and daughter broken.
As night deepened, the air chilled. In the deep alley untouched by the city's artificial heat, the pair lay collapsed.
After a long time for their fevered bodies to cool, Park Jun-hyun groaned awake first, tormented.
"Ugh..."
Hangover-like splitting headache and haze; his limbs felt leaden. Struggling to rise, nearly collapsing repeatedly, he felt something endlessly soft and springy beneath him. Heavy-lidded from tears, he peered down.
"Ah..."
Park Jun-hyun's eyes widened in horror. A naked woman lay under him. His throbbing mind cleared: what he'd done.
"Uwaaaak!"
He recoiled in terror. Scrambling back, he fell hard on his ass. The pain sharpened his mind, but the brutal reality sharpened too.
He'd raped his girlfriend's mother.
"Aaaah?! W-What have I...!"
Park Jun-hyun wailed, bursting into sobs. Exposing his saliva-crusted lower half, he checked Lee Seo-yoon frantically.
She was wretched, in a word.
"Ah... aaah..."
The overwhelming misery radiating from the raped woman crushed him in despair. Her body caked in filth like she'd rolled in muck, her usually neat hair disheveled and scattered. Her tear- and drool-smeared face held no trace of the kindness that once greeted him.
Her slender neck bore a vivid red choker—and darker handprints from his throttling.
"M-Mother! Ara's mom!"
He called desperately, but she remained still. Her red bra, askew, failed to cover her heaving married breasts. Dried cum flecks clung to her full mounds, rising with each breath—proof of life.
"Ah..."
Her lower half was worse. Fucked raw by two men, her swollen mound and his crusted semen clung obscenely to her crotch and thighs. The dark, dirty ground gleamed with their shameless sticky fluids.
"Ah... aaaah...! Aaaak!!!"
Park Jun-hyun screamed at the horrific scene born of boiling rage and desire. Despair and terror filled his bloodshot eyes.
"A, aaaah! Uwaaaah!!!"
Terror-stricken like a child, he shrieked and fled. Before his sins could drag him down, fear propelled him from the dark alley.
Left alone in the abyss-deep shadows: the shattered woman.