Don't Suck My Nipples!!!
Cheol-gyu Lee's trembling fingertips finally touched the soft mound he'd dreamed of—the breasts of Yeon-woo Lee that he'd only ever imagined.
“……!”
In that instant, Cheol-gyu felt a jolt like an electric shock. The warm, smooth sensation of living female skin beneath his palm. An overwhelming mass and softness that imagination couldn't compare to. He swallowed dryly without realizing it.
I'm... I'm touching Sis's tits...
His mind went blank. That cousin sis whose eyes always brimmed with contempt and disdain, the bitchy one. Those huge tits he'd always jerked off to in his fantasies were now right in his hands. He was always such a timid guy, but in this moment, consequences be damned—he gripped the white, soft fatty flesh and squeezed hard.
Kuuk...!
His fingers, tense with excitement and nerves, dug deep into the pale skin. But soon, the sticky rice cake-like firmness pushed back pleasurably against them.
“Hngh...!”
Then came Sis's moan bursting out. Startled, Cheol-gyu looked into her eyes, filled with familiar contempt toward him—and something new: fear.
Ha, but what can you do right now? Huh?
She could be annoying sometimes, making him feel like a total pushover, but right now, Yong-ho Jo's gorilla-like arms held Yeon-woo's upper body like steel bands—utterly reliable. Her mouth, which should have been screaming stop or get this monkey bastard away, was sealed by that pot-lid hand, leaking only muffled “Mmph...! Mngh!” sounds.
Completely helpless like that, Yong-ho Jo's hips pistoned relentlessly like a rock drill carving stone.
Pang! Pang! Pang!
A few more powerful thrusts, and her utterly powerless body shook like a ragdoll. Only then did Yong-ho Jo pant in satisfaction, muttering vulgarly.
“Haa... Fuck... It clings so tight to my dick... So fucking good!”
But Yeon-woo showed no reaction even to those curse-like words, just trembling violently as she endured the flames surging from her waist. In short, she had no mouth or mind left to complain about him groping her tits.
She really can't do shit, huh? Yeon-woo Sis!
Like a horny monkey shoving all worries to the back of his mind, Cheol-gyu panted “Haa... haa... heuk...” and groped and pinched the sex-doll-like cousin sis's huge teardrop-shaped beautiful mounds again. Feeling the hard nipple erect under his fingertips made his crotch throb with dizzying pleasure.
Sis's pink nipple! And it was stiff from arousal, obscenely tempting.
“...W-Wanna suck it!”
“Kekeke... You little shit's so fucking horny.”
Excited Cheol-gyu lunged like a starving dog at raw meat, shoving his face into Sis's milk pudding-like huge tits. And he saw it.
“....!”
Her mouth blocked, mind overwhelmed by doggy-style pounding, yet desperately twisting her upper body away from his mouth, trying to escape. Of course, Yong-ho Jo's iron grip turned that feeble resistance into mere squirms, but her eyes shot daggers of intense disgust.
Fuck...! You hate it that much? Me, doing this to you?
Normally, loser Cheol-gyu would've shriveled under her icy glare, but now with reliable backup in Yong-ho Jo, Sis helpless, and his own reason numbed by freakish lust...
What're you gonna do if you hate it? Huh?
Thinking that, he placed his hand on her unrealistically smooth skin, opened wide, and engulfed the pink nipple atop the white, squishy breast in one big bite.
And fireworks exploded in his brain.
“.....!”
Just groping had him on the verge of cumming, but biting her sleek tit with his sensitive tongue—how much better could it feel? True to its name, he suckled the nipple and areola like a baby, biting and slurping.
===== “Wu-mmph!”
Of course, to Yeon-woo, it was pure humiliation.
Her cousin bro had caught her as an OP girl, and because the first client arrived, she couldn't resist properly—enduring the shame of getting fucked right in front of that monkey bastard. And now... not content with mentally defiling her in his lecherous gaze... he groped her tits with his filthy hands, and even sucked her nipples and areola with his dirty mouth.
No! Ah! Don't suck my nipples on your own, you filthy bastard!
She wanted to scream it, but her mouth was blocked by that monkey's friend, and with her cousin identity exposed, she couldn't—no, she absolutely couldn't. Helpless, unable to resist, her whole body toyed with.
But “Hnght...!”
Something's wrong. Her head screamed in revulsion at this situation, but her body betrayed her like a traitor. Every time Cheol-gyu's clumsy fingers brushed her nipple, his wet tongue lapped her areola, the thrusts from behind turned into sharper pleasure crashing over her.
Humiliation and taboo acting like the ultimate aphrodisiac.
And Yong-ho Jo caught Yeon-woo's heightened sensitivity.
“Fuuuck... Fuck, this bitch tightens more when you touch her? Tighter than just jerking... Heuk... heuk... So fucking slutty!”
Yong-ho Jo's vulgar voice drilled into her ears, and “Haa, haa... Fuuuck, I don't care anymore!”—completely beast-mode now—he grabbed the back of her head and smashed it into the mattress.
Suddenly much rougher movements.
“Ah...!”
“Fuck...! So fucking hot... Haa... haa!”
“Hnght...! S-Stop...! No... Ahht!”
Paang! Paang! Thuk, thuk! Jjeok! Jjeok!
Now fully crushed under Yong-ho Jo's heavy weight, her body pinned to the mattress like a nail, pressure squeezing tight. Her words resisted—no, stop—but her body said otherwise.
“No my ass—what's no when your ass is quivering from horniness? Heh heh... Right on the edge, huh?”
Raw speech, zero respect left. But like he said, she was right on the brink, couldn't even retort.
Gulp—
And as cousin sis lost all human dignity, face smashed into the mattress like it was burying itself, Cheol-gyu forgot to breathe.
Hotter than any porn he'd seen.
Yong-ho Jo gripped her hips like judo gi collars—and lifted his body slightly, twisting the angle to pulverize her deepest spot.
“Hnguuht! Hn, ah, it hurts! Stop!”
Stimulation closer to pure pain than pleasure. Her body convulsed at the sensation of her cervix grinding like a millstone. But Yong-ho Jo didn't stop. He enjoyed her struggling, gripping her ass like a canvas handle, shaking it up-down, left-right roughly.
Ah... Ah... Breaking... Gonna shatter...!
At the end of mind-numbing pain, Yeon-woo felt a bizarre liberation. Abandoning resistance, surrendering everything, the comfort of yielding to this powerful male's violence. Plummeting into the abyss where pain and pleasure blurred.
And the perfect humiliation of her contemptuous cousin bro watching it all from the corner.
In that moment, she realized.
I've become their perfect 'toy' for these two males.
The moment that awareness hit, Yeon-woo's base instincts couldn't hold back anymore. “Hnguuuuuhng!” Like an exploding bomb, pleasure flooded her brain.
==== “Hnguuuuuhng!”
Yeon-woo squirted pussy juice like she was pissing herself, surrendering her whole body to intense orgasm—and that pushed Yong-ho Jo over the last thread of sanity.
“Fuck…! Cum with me, you slut!”
With a beastly roar, he poured every drop of his hot semen into her womb's depths...
“Heuk, heuk, heuk...”
Having emptied everything, Yong-ho Jo slowly pulled out of her spasming, limp-doll body. Glorp—his thick cum, filled to the brim inside, stretched like donut cream filling and dripped out messily.
“Haa... haa.”
Exhausted Yeon-woo thought it was over, but Yong-ho Jo's 'bro code' wasn't done.
“Hey, Cheol-gyu. Check this out.”
He roughly spread her limp thighs wide apart. Then, fingering her swollen secret place that had held him moments ago, he pried it mercilessly open. Jurrrk!!!
His fingers oozed a mix of his white semen and her juices, sticky and obscene.
Utterly degrading, zero respect for the human, treating her like a mere cum dump.
Her pink labia majora and minora splayed wide before her cousin bro, exposing every sensitive inch, but “Knghh...” Yeon-woo's reason had snapped long ago.
No protests—just weakly writhing like an animal, moaning out the aftershocks. That was all she could do.
Yong-ho Jo showed the sight to Cheol-gyu, grinning vulgarly like a general flaunting war trophies.
“Dude, fucking hot, right?”
“...Y-Yeah. So... fucking hot...”