#12 Scenario: Merry Christmas Gift
Jerk!
His reactions during the caresses were so soft and fuzzy—it was utterly adorable.
"Schlurp… Churp… Hmm… Mmm… Chup…."
The only sound echoing in the room was her teasing his asshole.
Just as her jaw started to ache, he sat up.
"Ah, almost came."
She wiped the saliva around her moist lips with her hand and smiled at his reaction.
"You could've come, y'know."
"That'd be a waste."
His words made her tilt her head.
"Really? Does it not get hard again after one time?"
"……Kinda hurts my pride a bit, hearing that."
"……?"
It was a reaction only someone completely clueless about men could give.
Nam Siu stroked Maeng Soyul's puzzled head, then pushed her shoulders down to lay her flat.
He slid his body between her legs.
She caressed his cheeks as he looked down at her.
Nam Siu kissed her stroking hand, grabbed her waist, and pressed down with his heavy cock.
"Ha-eut…."
Her pussy, tight as if she were brand new to men, slowly parted, filling the gap inch by inch with his dick.
"Haaah…!"
Her mouth fell open at the overwhelming pressure, and the lewdest moan escaped her pink-glossed lips.
"Oppa… it's big… slow…."
Even soaked as she was, it was still a bit tough.
Squelch.
He entered slowly, filling her completely, then paused to exchange gazes.
Just looking at him put her mind at ease.
"Can I move now?"
"Yeah, slow… haa… ha-eut! Aaang…!"
Squelch, squelch.
Her slender little body taking his huge cock brought pain along with it.
But strangely, once past the pain, an irresistible wave of pleasure followed.
"Aaah! Ha-eut! Haaaang!"
Her flushed cheeks spilling moans, she pulled him into an embrace.
Clinging to his sweat-slicked back, she endured the crashing waves of pleasure.
"Huuung! Haang! Ha-eut! Haang! Ang! Haang! Ang!"
Her moans synced perfectly with the thuds of his massive cock pounding her deepest spot.
"A-eut! Ang! Wait…! Ha-eut! Haaaang! Gonna cum…! Ha-eut! Haaaang! Stop…! Ha-eut!"
Having experienced it once during the day, she knew this sensation well.
The scorching pleasure rising— she didn't need to hold it back, but for some reason, she wanted to endure.
Going over left her body limp and dazed, which felt weird.
But the more she resisted, the more the pleasure advanced, crumbling her defenses, leaving her gasping.
"Ah…! Ha-eut! Haaaang! No…! Hwaaah!"
Her whole body tensed. She squeezed her legs around his waist, hugging him with all her might.
Her pussy clenched just as hard, cramping her waist, when fireworks exploded in her mind, beautiful sparks lighting up her vision.
Shudder!
She trembled in his arms like a porcupine bristling.
"Haaaah…!"
Drip.
Her pussy overflowed like a burst dam, pussy juices flooding out.
"Ah… haa… haa…."
Squelch, squelch.
"Haaang! Wait…! Just a break…! Ha-eut! Haaaang! Aaang!"
No intention of stopping—he kept thrusting relentlessly.
"Haaang! Aaang…!"
Endless fluids streamed down her thighs and ass crack.
"Hwaaang! Ang! Haaaang! Ang! Ha-eut! Haang!"
As she teetered on the edge again, he paused and rolled her onto her side.
Limp, she obeyed, getting on all fours and sticking out her ass.
Exposing her shameful back hole to him brought humiliation—and a strange thrill of conquest.
Squelch.
She felt his strong hands gripping and spreading her cheeks as he rocked his hips.
"Ang! Haaang!"
On her stomach, he plunged even deeper.
"Haaaang! Haang! Oppa…! Ang! Ha-eut! Sorry, sunbae…! Haang! Ha-eut! Forgive me… just a little rest…! Ha-eut! Haaaang!"
She hadn't done anything wrong, but begged forgiveness anyway.
He grabbed her slim arms, yanked them behind her back like handcuffs, pinned her with brute male strength, and pounded roughly.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ang! Haaaang! Ha-eut! Haaaang! Oppa…! Ha-eut! Sorry…! Ha-euk! Haang! Just once…! Ha-eut! Haaaang! No…!"
No reply—just relentless thrusting.
"Haaang! Aaang! Ha-eut! Haaaang!"
Her moans echoed with every thrust.
"Ah…!"
The sensation returned; she clenched her ass with all her might, but his firm grip forced it open.
Shame and embarrassment fueled her pleasure in equal measure, shaking her body.
Jerk!
She quivered violently, squirting what felt like her last drops.
Gush!
"Soyul likes it like this, huh?"
Only after she came did his voice reach her.
"No…."
"Liking it rough means you're even more of a perv than me."
"Haaang… no I'm not… ha-eut! Aaang!"
She denied it, but her body squirted more juices.
Squelch, squelch.
His rough grip squeezing her plump, peachy ass unleashed pleasure rivaling her pussy.
"Hwaaang! He-eut! Ang! Oppaa…! Ang! Ha-eut! Haaaang!"
The electric jolts didn't stop.
"Heut! Haaaang! Aaang! Ha-eut! Haaaang!"
"Squeeze tighter."
"Ha-eut! Haaaang! Haa… ha-eut! Haaaang!"
At his command, she instinctively clenched her pussy hard.
"Nng…!"
Feeling it swell inside, she knew on instinct she wanted it creampied.
"Cumming inside."
"Haaang! Ang! Yes…! Ha-eut! Inside…! Haaang! You'll take responsibility…! Ha-eut!"
"Obviously. Tighter."
She bore down harder on her spread ass.
For his pleasure.
"Ugh!"
With a short grunt, semen flooded her womb.
Jerk!
She felt him shudder, buried deep.
"Haa… haa…."
"Haaang…."
After the stormy sex, they lay side by side, catching their breath.
She pouted at Nam Siu beside her.
"You're mean… I said stop…."
"Couldn't help it—you're too sexy, Soyul. Sorry, did it hurt?"
Like a baby, Maeng Soyul burrowed into his sturdy chest.
"Didn't hurt."
"But hearing you apologize like that was super hot."
Her face flushed; she buried it in his chest and shook her head.
"Wasn't."
"I say it was."
"……Jeez."
After sex with him, she just wanted to throw a childish tantrum.
"……Soyul."
"……Yeah? Shower?"
"Not that…."
He grabbed her wrist and guided it down.
Despite cumming, his cock was still rock-hard in her hand.
"Must be the booze—this thing won't quit."
"Ah……."
Nam Siu grinned mischievously.
"Wanna make sure you get knocked up tonight?"
"Eek… I'll really die if we keep going…."
She whined, but her hand fondled his dick.
They grinned at each other.
"C'mere, my Soyul."
"Okay~."
Alone together, her usual aegyo slipped out.
"Heut…."
Just his hand on her thigh made her tremble.
They made love until her stamina ran out deep into the night.
It was nearly lunchtime when I finally woke, gazing lovingly at Maeng Soyul stirring beside me.
"Sleep well?"
"Yeah…."
She pulled the blanket up to her eyes, shyly averting her gaze.
Both naked, even slight movements under the covers brushed warm skin.
Swish.
I drew the curtains and cracked the window—snow was falling outside.
"Real white Christmas."
"Whoa, really?"
She unrolled from her blanket cocoon and sidled up.
Cold wind blew in, but we stared blankly at the snow.
"Brr, cold."
"Oppa, here."
She spread the blanket and draped it over me.
Shoulder to shoulder under it, we watched the flurry.
Gurgle.
"Hungry? Eat something?"
"Ah, yeah."
I glanced at the snow once more, then shut the window.
Boiler cranked high—no big deal wandering naked.
"Soyul, c'mere."
Fully adapted now, she trotted over like a puppy and stuck tight.
I kneaded her ass, kissed her lightly—she extended her tongue in response.
"Whew, you okay, Soyul? My thighs are killing me walking."
"Me? I'm fine, I think."
She stepped forward—and wobbled.
"……Nope."
"Pfft."
Not showered since last night, a fishy, arousing scent lingered.
I grabbed eggs from the fridge, whipped up a light lunch, and ate.
Shower.
Dishes done, we showered together. Unlike yesterday, she eyed me warmly, familiarly.
I patted her ass gently; embarrassed but not hating it, she grinned around her toothbrush, sticking her butt my way.
Naked together, I got hard again. Shower sounds as BGM, I pulled out another load in the bathroom.
"Ugh…."
She grimaced at the endless semen leaking from her pussy.
"What if I really get pregnant?"
"Don't worry—I'll take responsibility."
I knew it was her safe day, so my confidence had basis.
Not foolproof, though.
"Time to head out?"
"Yeah."
Dressed, I walked her to the bus stop.
Wobble.
Her thighs giving out mid-step, I steadied her.
"Oppa."
She beckoned me lower.
I leaned in; she whispered in my ear.
"Feels so weird inside."
"Did I cum too much?"
"Yeah…."
I rubbed her belly over her clothes, smirking.
"Think of me always with you—feels good, right?"
"Pfft."
She huffed in exasperation, but our eyes met and we grinned.
At the stop, holding hands tight.
"Oppa, so at the company…."
"Gotta tell 'em. We're dating. No rule against office romance."
"Really okay?"
"Yeah, don't worry."
She snuggled into my arms, rubbing her face.
"Thanks for dating me, oppa."
For the first time, guilt hit me hearing that from Maeng Soyul.
Just fun for me, but her feelings ran deeper than love.
I cradled her head, patted her back.
"Tell me anytime it's tough, got it, Soyul?"
"Yeah. Sniff."
She inhaled my scent deeply, then looked up determined.
"See you at work."
"Yeah, get home safe—text when you arrive."
"Okay!"
The face and voice she saved for her boyfriend.
Her short bob bouncing, she boarded the bus.
I waved till the bus vanished, her window smile lingering.
Scratching my cheek alone, I muttered.
"Sigh, hope I didn't mess with too good a girl."
She'd been oblivious to all the intern training crap—grades, everything. Couldn't help feeling sorry.
"Hmm… safe day, so no pregnancy, probably."
Grabbed smokes and coffee at the convenience store, headed home.
Curious what title this scenario would get—my steps quickened.