The Price of a Harem
You thought a harem only had its perks? Yerim hugged me even tighter, raining kisses down my neck. She bit, she licked, and then she shoved her tongue into my ear, mimicking the rhythm of my thrusts deep inside her. Every time I drove my cock into her, the exact same caress returned, and it felt like my head was going to explode. It was as if we had become one single body.
"Oppa, it feels so good. Haa, haa. Oppa, you want to try having sex with Emily later, don't you?"
Yerim’s lower half was a flood zone. My own testicles were slick and wet.
"Later, when I have enough mana, I’ll even transform into Emily for you. Then we can lock ourselves in the room all day and just have sex. I’ll do you every which way—front and back. I’ll even act like Emily for you. Ahhh, ahhh-!"
As I drove myself to the hilt mid-sentence, a long, sweet scream erupted from deep within Yerim’s belly. Did she finish already?
"Yerim, did you come?"
"Yes, yes. I cameee-."
"But Oppa hasn't finished yet."
"Sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for feeling good all by myself. I'll clench my pussy tighter..."
Yerim wrapped her legs tightly around my waist. Now, instead of simple thrusting, it was a grinding, churning kind of sex. As I swiveled my hips like a millstone, the inside of her cunt twisted and coiled around me.
"Hyaaaaaah-!"
As my thick, baby-arm-sized cock writhed inside her, Yerim’s eyes rolled back, showing the whites. Drool spilled from her mouth as she made a lewd ahegao face. Seeing the always-composed Yerim fall apart like this was maddeningly pleasurable. To think that the pretty face that stood at the cafe counter, offering kind smiles to everyone and receiving passionate advances, was now contorted into such a vulgar expression.
"Yerim, are you going to keep finishing by yourself?"
"Ah, I don't want to. I'm sorry my pussy is so useless. I'm sorry so much fluid is coming out... I want to clench it tight and make Oppa finish quickly, but I'm just too excited, I can't help it..."
My cock turned hard as stone. To hear that she was leaking so much because she was excited by me—there is no greater praise for a man. I didn't seem close to finishing yet. To tease her further, I bit down on her breasts, which were swaying beautifully.
"Yerim, your tits are huge. You're a total milk cow."
"St-still, Oppa likes big breasts, right? Ha-eu. Ahhh."
As I gnawed on her nipples, her insides writhed. Her breasts, her pussy—her entire body was a pleasure point. A single touch and the fluids would pour out like a flood. I trapped her nipple between my teeth, biting down gently while rolling it with my tongue, and Yerim twisted her neck, her hair flying about.
"Ahhh, my nipple, that spot is so sensitive, I love it when you bite it-"
If I got a piercing there, what kind of scream would Yerim let out? Just a light bite made her stiffen. If I pierced a needle through that fragile skin—the kind that would chafe and bleed if licked too much—would she cry, or would she bite her lip and endure it? Every day until the wound healed, I would apply the ointment, and once it was fully healed, what kind of play would we do? I’d have to tie a used condom to the piercing and let it hang. Her breasts would sag from the weight of the condom, and after I blindfolded her, I could take a commemorative photo and upload it to Pornhub.
I couldn't hold back, so I voiced my imagination. "Yerim, later, I’m going to get you pierced there. So that every time your bra brushes against it, you’ll realize: Ah, I am Oppa’s possession. And I’m going to tie a condom to it, too."
"Oppa, I’ll do whatever you say. Because I’m Oppa’s possession. Ha-eu. Oppa, are you going to finish? Should I clench my pussy more?"
Without a hint of resistance, she agreed to everything, calling herself a toy. Extreme excitement surged through me. I wanted to cum inside Yerim. Preparing to ejaculate into her womb, I moved my hips even more violently. As I did, I lifted my upper body to admire her physique. Her breasts were mottled with the hickeys I’d left behind, and her pussy was tangled with bite marks. To think that a body like a work of art was being dirtied by my marks.
The urge to ejaculate rose. "Yerim, I’m about to finish, so clench your pussy tighter."
"Yes, Oppa, I think I’m going to come again, too. Ah-ut, I feel like I’m going to die, what do I do... It feels so good..."
Yerim grabbed me with her legs and pressed her waist firmly against mine. There wasn't even room for a single hair between her vaginal opening and the base of my cock. If I finished like this, not a single drop of semen would leak out.
"I'm cumming, don't let it spill—take it all!"
Splurt! Spluuurt!! Spluuuurrrrt! Even though I had just had sex with Youngsun-noona, my semen was still plentiful. I could feel Yerim’s cunt filling to the brim with thick, viscous fluid.
"Ha-eu, haaaa-"
I enjoyed the sensation of her pussy, now limp and soft from her multiple climaxes, and moved my hips little by little. Perhaps because she’d climaxed three times, Yerim just let her body go limp, offering no resistance and only letting out soft moans.
"Oppa... you're going to rest now, right...?"
Normally, I would have stopped here, but for some reason, my body wasn't satisfied yet. My cock was still standing rock-hard. Seeing me continue to move without pulling out, Yerim squeezed her eyes shut. Seeing her face, scrunched up in confusion, I thought she was adorable.
"Ha-ut... haa..."
As I moved my hips and kissed her, Yerim clung to me and moaned. Her sensitive, post-climax pussy wrapped around my cock, and the mixture of leftover semen and her own fluids felt as smooth as lotion.
"Ah-heu... this feels so good♥.."
Squelch...! Squelch...! Squelch....! A heavy, throbbing pleasure rose from my lower half. My cock was incredibly sensitive now, making me even more excited. We kissed languidly, savoring each other's saliva as our tongues tangled. I gathered a mouthful of spit and let it flow into Yerim’s mouth, which she swallowed, before she gathered her own and poured it back into mine. Exchanging saliva like this, it felt like our entire bodies were melting. It was as if our tongues and our cocks were bridges for our nerves, exchanging our excitement.
Should I play a little more? I used my middle finger to scoop up the stringy, spiderweb-like fluids at the entrance of Yerim’s pussy and smeared them under her buttocks. Yerim’s body jolted.
"Doesn't it feel good when I tease you here, too?"
Without waiting for an answer, I thrust my cock in while sliding my middle finger into her anus. Perhaps because her muscles were completely relaxed, the first knuckle slid in without any trouble. A cry escaped Yerim’s lips.
"Kya-ut, hit, ah-ut... teasing both holes at once, it feels so strange♥-!"
Rhythmically. When I pulled my cock out, I teased her anus with my finger; when I thrust in, I pulled my finger out. Being teased in both holes alternately, Yerim soon began to tremble all over.
"Ah... hick, ah-heuk, hek...!"
Her fourth climax. Her eyes were unfocused, and drool flowed from her mouth. I wanted to finish inside her again, too.
"Ah-heu, Oppa, it's deep, it's so deep."
With my finger still buried in her anus, I thrust and rotated my hips as if to crush her womb. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, perhaps because it was painful yet pleasurable.
"Just endure it."
"Ah-euk, yes, eu-geuk... eu-geu-geu-geu-ut-!"
As if there were a mouth deep inside her pussy, she did her best to clench around my cock. Unable to overcome the pleasure, I ejaculated once more.
"Ah-heu... hek..."
Yerim’s body went limp. It seemed that climaxing while having her anus teased was a far greater pleasure than just having her pussy stimulated. When I pulled my hips away, a string of fluids—a mixture of her own and my semen—stretched out like a spiderweb. As my long cock left her body, Yerim opened her closed eyes and brought my middle finger to her mouth.
"I'll... clean off what you put in my anal..."
And with dazed eyes, she sucked on my finger. Even though I’d finished twice, my cock stood up immediately. Seeing my lower half, Yerim wore an expression of total resignation, closing her eyes and spreading her legs wide.
"Sorry, I'm going to finish one more time..."
After that, it was closer to satisfying a base urge than actual sex. I just rammed into Yerim’s limp, unresisting pussy. Without sweet words or foreplay. The third time took twice as long. After ejaculating inside her for the third time, we were both drenched in sweat. When I pulled out, Yerim struggled to turn her body and clung to me. Perhaps her lower half was aching, as she placed her hand over her lower abdomen, right above her womb, and groaned.
"Did it hurt?"
She shook her head from side to side.
"No... it felt good. I like it when you treat me like a toy like this."
Sigh, what a cute girl. I kissed Yerim on her cheeks, forehead, and lips. Yerim smiled faintly and returned the favor with a peck on my lips.
Now, shall I make some future plans?
"How much mana have you gathered so far?"
"Ten Aether, and a little more."
At the mention of mana, her smile widened, as if she were happy. Well, I suppose she must feel like a rich woman. In twelve years of working, she’d only saved up about 20 Aether. To have gathered 10 in just ten days or so since coming here...
"Tomorrow, let's go to the Akashic Records together and look for some recording magic. We'll see if there's magic for tattooing, too. Though, it might be better to get a tattoo at a shop."
"Okay..."
Yerim seemed sleepy, her eyes blinking heavily. Then, she let out a small yawn and leaned her head on my shoulder.
"Please... give me a pillow arm..."
Well, sure. I was just about to fall asleep in a happy mood... when my phone buzzed. Ah, is it Youngsun-noona? I checked the phone, and my guess was correct. But a chilling sensation crawled down my spine. I saw a mountain of texts that had piled up over the last two hours.
It was freezing. It looked like a storm was going to break out tomorrow. I’d better call her and try to soothe her. I hurriedly sat up and dialed the number.
"Noona, are you asleep?"