Necro Sex

As I stayed wrapped in Ji-su’s arms for a long while, the trembling that had gripped me slowly began to subside. Her body was already dead, so it was cold, but the longer I held her, the more my own warmth seeped into her until I could feel a gentle heat rising between us. While nestled against her chest, a sweet fragrance drifted into my nose.

Where… is this scent coming from?

My eyes searched for the source and found Ji-su’s slightly parted lips. The sweet aroma was flowing from inside her mouth.

Is she… breathing?

Looking closer, I saw her chest rising and falling in tiny increments. Proof that she was breathing. Every time she exhaled, that sugary scent spilled from her lips.

She’s not dead? No. Ji-su definitely died. There’s no blood, after all. Instead, black smoke leaked out.

Maybe the black smoke that came from my hand is doing the job blood used to do? Circulating through her body so she can move?

I thought about it for a moment, but the answer wouldn’t come. Giving up on the riddle, I pulled the arm wrapped around me closer and buried my face in it, inhaling deeply. She had been a corpse only minutes ago, yet there wasn’t the slightest unpleasant odor. Instead, the comforting fragrance soothed my rattled mind.

I kept my nose pressed against her arm, sniffing again and again. If the perverted bastard from yesterday or the old Ji-su saw me now, they would have called me a degenerate and slapped me across the face. But right now, none of that mattered. The Ji-su in my arms would let me do anything I wanted.

Suddenly, a hot, bubbling sensation flared in my lower belly. I looked down. My cock was rock-hard, straining so fiercely against my pants it looked ready to rip straight through them. I vaguely remembered hearing that the closer you come to death, the stronger your sex drive becomes. Some primal instinct to leave offspring behind. Having just barely survived a brush with death, the same urge must have been boiling up from the deepest part of me.

Ji-su’s upper body was covered only by a black bra. I had already torn her blouse open earlier, and after the fight with that hulking monster, the garment had flown off somewhere and disappeared. My breathing grew rougher as arousal surged through me.

I unwrapped her arms from around me and placed a hand on the black bra. All I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt was stiff fabric. Without hesitation I reached behind her back and unhooked the clasp. It was the first bra I had ever removed in my life; my fingers fumbled for a second before the hooks came free. When I slid the straps off her shoulders, the bra slipped down with a soft rustle, and Ji-su’s large, pale breasts spilled into view.

Gulp. I had always scoffed at novels that used “gulp” to describe tension, calling it unrealistic. Now I understood exactly how accurate that description was. I literally felt saliva slide down my throat with an audible gulp.

My heart hammered wildly. I slowly lifted my hand and cupped one of her breasts. Cold. And impossibly soft. Her body was still chilled, but the longer my palm rested there, the more warmth spread between us. Her breasts were so incredibly soft. My fingers brushed a small, pink nipple. The yielding, squishy texture was maddeningly good.

While mindlessly kneading her chest, I spoke to her in a hoarse, cracked voice.

“L-lie down on the floor.”

Ji-su immediately lay flat. I continued massaging her breasts while lowering my mouth to the other nipple, sucking on it, rolling the cute pink bud with my tongue, savoring its texture.

By now my pants were about to burst. I yanked them off in a hurry, then stripped away my underwear as well.

“H-hold it.”

Whether she understood the meaning or not, Ji-su wrapped her slender fingers around my throbbing cock. When I ordered her to move slowly, her hand began stroking. The rhythm wasn’t quite right, so I placed my hand over hers, guiding her the way I wanted while explaining.

“Like this. Shake it gently while squeezing softly!”

Ji-su began moving exactly as I taught her. Mind-melting pleasure raced up my spine. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I peeled off her jeans. They clung to her like a second skin, so it took some effort, but I finally got them down her legs.

Flawless, smooth thighs. And a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pair of adorable black panties. When those came off too, I saw pubic hair the same glossy black as the hair on her head, neatly trimmed just like in porn. I stroked it lightly; the texture was slightly coarse. I slid a finger along the slit between her folds. Soft. Incredibly, impossibly soft.

I spread her legs wide. This was the first time I had ever seen a woman’s pussy in real life. It wasn’t the dark, meaty, stretched-looking thing I had seen in videos. It was a dainty, cute, clean slit with the same pink hue as her nipples.

Leaving my cock in her hand, I lowered my face between her thighs and pressed my mouth to her. There was no taste. But the softness against my lips was exquisite. I licked her frantically. Her completely dry pussy gradually grew slick with my saliva.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled my cock from her grip, moved between her legs, gripped myself with one hand, and lined up the tip with her entrance. I pushed forward, but it wouldn’t slide in.

“…Huh?”

No matter how hard I pressed, it refused to enter. This should be the right hole. Why won’t it go in? Am I in the wrong spot?

I’d read somewhere that beginners often fail to find the entrance on their first try. I never imagined I would be one of them. Biting my lip, I desperately rubbed my cock against her, searching for the right angle.

“U-uh, uhhhhhh…!!”

Splurt! Spluuurt!!

My trembling cock erupted, firing thick ropes of semen. The load shot powerfully onto her pussy, her stomach, her breasts, and even splattered across her face. The pleasure of it gushing out felt like taking the most ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠satisfying piss of my life. In twenty-four years of jerking off, I had never come this hard or this much.

After the brief but violently intense orgasm passed, I stared at Ji-su with empty eyes.

I didn’t even get it in…

The wave of self-loathing that crashed over me made me want to die. I bit my lip, stared blankly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at her for a moment, then trudged out of the Gate of Rest.

I grabbed a handful of tissues from the PC bang counter and began wiping the semen off Ji-su’s body.

Ha, oppa. Are you seriously that pathetic? How do you fail even when it’s handed to you on a plate?

It felt like I could hear her sharp, scolding voice in my ear.

Fuck. Nobody’s good at it the first time. Even the legendary Japanese AV actor Shimakken probably started like this!

I comforted myself as best I could while cleaning her face, breasts, and stomach. Finally I wiped the place that had received the most semen—her pussy.

Seeing my cum coating her neat pubic hair and pink folds made my cock twitch back to life. I gently stroked her. The semen had left her soaking wet. I spread her legs again and teased her with my fingers until I found the proper entrance.

Without hesitation I slid a finger inside. It went in smoothly with almost no resistance.

There it is!

It was much lower than I had expected. I pumped my finger in and out, memorizing the exact angle. Before long my cock was rock-hard again. I moved back between her thighs, pulled my finger out, took careful aim, and pushed inside.

The earlier load acted as lubricant. My cock slid in smoothly.

I-it’s going in…!!

It went partway before hitting resistance. But I wasn’t about to stop now. I had come this far. I thrust my hips forward with force. Something gave way, and my entire length buried itself inside her.

Her insides were cold, but that didn’t matter. The incredible tightness gripping my cock was driving me insane. I began rocking my hips, thrusting in and out. Ji-su’s body shook. Her breasts bounced with every stroke. I grabbed them with both hands and fucked her harder.

Squish. Squish. Squish. The lewd sound of our cum-slick bodies slapping together filled the air.

I hadn’t been moving long before another climax began to build.

Ugh. I just came a minute ago…

I kissed her unresponsive lips. While continuing to thrust, I gave her a command.

“Kiss me!”

Ji-su raised both hands, cupped the back of my head, and pressed her mouth to mine. I pushed my tongue between her dry lips and sucked greedily. Soon her mouth grew wet with my saliva. While kissing her deeply, I came inside her.

“Krrgh!!!”

It felt like I was pissing after holding it for three days. Massive spurts of semen erupted from me—once, twice, three times… a total of seven powerful pulses. My mind nearly blanked from the pleasure.

When the endless-seeming ejaculation finally stopped, I collapsed on top of her. Panting, I savored the lingering ecstasy for a moment before lifting myself and pulling out. A huge gush of semen poured from her pussy exactly like those over-the-top scenes in porn comics. I never thought I would see it in real life. My cum flowed out of her in thick white streams.

Along with it came a thin wisp of black smoke.

Huh? Did I tear something inside her? Was I too rough?

I didn’t know, but the question gnawed at me. I placed my hand on her lower abdomen and activated the Siphon Hand skill.

The black smoke stopped flowing. Whatever damage I had caused was now repaired. I fetched more tissues and began cleaning Ji-su’s body once again.