No Way It's Chapter 69: "Four Hours... Day-Use Room"
In front of the guys trying to snag Yeon-woo's number, Cheol-gyu Lee deliberately flashed a victor's smirk as he dragged her into the motel. And the moment they got the room...
"Get over here...!"
"Ah...! W-Wait...!"
To vent the sticky lust that had been building up, he grabbed his cousin sister's hair and hurled her onto the bed.
"Haa... haa! I can't hold back anymore, sis!"
"Ngh...!"
It was unbearable. He'd spent ten whole minutes on video call watching his sister masturbate. He could only stare as her fingers got coated in sticky fluids beyond the screen... No wonder his balls were cranking out semen at max capacity from the insane stimulation.
And he was a red-hot nineteen-year-old to boot. An age when you wake up wanting to fuck. Plus, Cheol-gyu was hornier than most guys his age.
So him dragging sis to a motel room and then holding back? No fucking way.
He grabbed her ponytail like a leash and dragged her to the bed on all fours like a dog before tossing her down. Then he stroked her ass, still clad in leggings, and smack!—slapped it hard.
"Ha-ut...!"
"Say it."
"S-Say what?"
"When we were standing out on the street for twenty minutes, did it get you wet or not?"
"What the hell are you...?"
"Hoo... hoo... Don't pull away!"
This wasn't home or the academy. It was a motel—no one gave a shit if you yelled or moaned your lungs out.
Cheol-gyu forcibly yanked down the leggings plastered to her ass. Just to the tops of her thighs. Inside, after the Pilates session and twenty minutes baking in the summer sun, everything was drenched in sweat and sticky as hell...
"This ain't sweat. You slutty bitch, heh heh heh!"
"...?!"
Just like he said, it wasn't 100% sweat. Yeon-woo's plump pussy, with its thick labia like full lips. Her outer lips were slathered in slick arousal, so much it'd soaked the crotch of her leggings completely... A long, milky strand of viscous fluid stretched like a spiderweb between the seam where the leggings peeled away and her pussy.
"Th-That was because you made me masturbate for you earlier..."
"Heh heh. Lying your ass off. You got off on all those guys eye-fucking you, didn't you? Huh? You filthy cumrag. Tell the truth."
"Guhk!"
His excited hand clamped her throat while the other... squelch! Three fingers plunged deep into Yeon-woo's tight pussy like a spear.
He could feel the tiny wrinkles inside her walls on his fingertips.
"Say it. Did it get you wet?!"
"It... it did!"
"Why?!"
"Ha-ut...! Guh... kkh... B-Because the guys were looking at me like a slut... ha-ut!"
Yeon-woo confessed honestly, but devilish Cheol-gyu showed no mercy. He got so worked up he started fingering her pussy even rougher—bordering on violent—shoving deeper.
"Knew it, you whore. You just love getting fucked by guys, don't you? Huh?"
"Kkh... kkeuk!"
"You love it, right...? You maso bitch in heat. Huh?!"
Schlick schlick schlick schlick! His hand rammed so deep it nearly kissed her cervix, then he shook it back and forth, side to side like he was trying to rip her apart. She'd already been revved up from masturbating in the public restroom, and though she'd denied it, the humiliation from all those stares on the street had maxed her out. She squirted slick arousal everywhere almost immediately.
"Haaang...! Aaak!!! Ah! Ah...!"
Yeon-woo screamed at the top of her lungs too—not sneaking it like at home or the academy. Her cries echoed down the dingy motel hallway with its shitty soundproofing.
"Get over here...!"
Mid-assault on Yeon-woo's pussy, Cheol-gyu pulled out his slick-soaked hand, then flipped her flat on her back on the bed. He yanked her head roughly toward the edge.
"Ah...!"
Upside down, blood rushed to her head as she stared at the inverted world.
"Wh-What're you...?"
"Just stay still."
He gripped her inverted head, grinned, and said, "It's been a while since we did this, huh? Open wide. Time for your sausage."
"W-Wait...! W—mmph?! Mmph!!"
He shoved his massive cock into her mouth. How far? Until it hit the back of her throat.
"Mmph!"
"Once I found out what a whore you are, sis, it took forever to claim this mouth-pussy... Should've just taken my money and spread for me back then. I wouldn't be so rough... heh heh."
"Hrrrmph... mmph!"
Yeon-woo had no choice but to swallow Cheol-gyu's thrusting cock deeper into her throat. If she didn't, it'd just keep prodding her gag reflex.
"Yeah, swallow it. Swallow... hoo..."
He used her throat like a pussy, thrusting and ranting at will. Poke! Poke! Poke!
"Remember, sis? Last time I was throat-fucking you and Dad almost walked in? Scared the shit outta me."
"Mmph... guh... glurk...!"
"I had your throat blocked so bad you were damn near suffocating... Remember how you reacted?"
"....Mmph"
"You came your brains out, squirting like a faucet?"
"..."
"So that's why..."
Poke!! His cock slammed in harder than before. Upside down, her bent airway was crushed—breathing was hell. But seeing her agonized face just hyped Cheol-gyu up more... He wasn't content with throat-fucks; now he started choking her too.
As his hands squeezed her carotids, with blood already pooling in her head and oxygen starved to her brain, terror gripped Yeon-woo.
Am I... gonna die?!
Just like that time in the room when he irrumatiated her, her whole body floated in the void.
"Mmph... mmph!"
She flailed wildly, gasping for air. But in her near-suffocation, her pussy only got wetter... Cheol-gyu gleamed at the sight, grilling his slutty cousin sister.
"You love this, don't you, sis? Huh?"
"Mmph..."
"You do... Huh? Getting hit, choked, called names—you're into it, right? So that's why..."
Schlick schlick schlick!!
"You squirt when your throat's crushed. Pussy juice everywhere. Huh? Haa... haa... fuck... your throat-pussy feels so good...!"
"....Cough! Glurk...!"
Of course, no answers to his one-sided interrogation. Her throat was stuffed full of thick cock.
And his frenzied play only ramped up...
Can't... breathe...!
Yeon-woo was pushed to the brink for real. Sure, she was a masochist—submissive as hell. But...
Cheol-gyu, with barely any experience, was basing this on shallow manga and porn knowledge, forcing extreme shit too fast.
Even in SM play, there are safety protocols—safewords, check-ins, care for your partner. But Cheol-gyu didn't know jack. He was flooring the gas from 1 to 10.
He didn't see her as an equal partner—just a sex toy to use. No restraint, no finesse, straight to dangerous territory.
Reverse irrumatio into choking? Even choking needs control on pressure and timing... But newbie Cheol-gyu botched it, combining them without mercy. He'd been squeezing her throat over twenty seconds, eyes rolled back.
"Glk...!!!"
Upside down, bent airway crushed. Thrusting a throat-full cock forward sealed it off easy. Irrumatio alone was risky; breathplay was deadly if mishandled.
But hyped-up rookie Cheol-gyu squeezed without control.
"Feels good, right?! Huh?!"
"Mmmphhh!!"
Urk!! Desperate for air, her throat clenched his cock hard. The squeeze set him off, her belly heaved, bile surging up.
"Urrrmphhh!!!!"
Unlike before, she shoved him away with real force.
"Wha—...?!"
Sensing something wrong, Cheol-gyu released her throat and yanked out.
"Urrreeech!!"
Yeon-woo heaved violently, thrashing.
"Kkh... guh... haa... haa..."
"What the fuck? Shit! You gonna puke?"
"Haa... haa... I- I held it back..."
Bile had reached her throat but mercifully stopped short of vomit.
"...Tch."
Even Cheol-gyu felt the near-disaster vibe. No pushing further, he just stared down at her.
"Sis. Drink this."
"...Y-Yeah."
He grabbed a bottled water from the motel fridge and handed it over.
Gulp gulp glug— The cold water soothed her esophagus, stinging from stomach acid. After chugging 500ml in one go, Yeon-woo panted, regaining her senses enough to speak to Cheol-gyu.
"Haa... haa... I almost died back there..."
"Was I too rough?"
"Y-Yeah... I nearly suffocated..."
Cheol-gyu gripped his still rock-hard, unsated cock, but the feral excitement had cooled considerably.
Well, yeah. He'd gone too far mixing irrumatio and breathplay, almost making her puke.
Not a total psycho, he mumbled apologetically, a bit sheepish. Like snapping out of his slave-owner roleplay trance.
"Hoo... You okay?"
"Haa... haa... Yeah."
"Uh... sorry."
His enthusiasm had clearly deflated. Even after nearly dying, Yeon-woo had to read his mood.
It was apologetic now, but... ...Who knows what he'll pull next...
More importantly, though the vibe had cooled, his cock still stood tall. Big... thick... rigid.
...Gotta drain those balls to end this...
Gulp. Clutching her still-swollen, aching throat, she swallowed. Stroking her oddly ticklish lower belly, she pondered—then, unbidden, got on all fours and thrust her ass toward him.
"Huh?"
"...Y-You're gonna keep tormenting me till you cum anyway, right?"
"..."
"...The throat stuff hurt too much... Finish with doggy..."
Only after blurting it impulsively did Yeon-woo realize how weird it was.
What the...? Why'd I...?
Asking him for doggy first? This made her look less like a blackmail-rape victim and more like a pervert begging for sex.
"What? You were horny too, sis? Huh? Begging me to fuck you?"
"...N-No, that's not it. I just wanna end this quick..."
No way. She wasn't that slutty. She clung to her excuse: just wanted it over fast.
Yeah... Better to get it done quick. He's gonna make me anyway...
But... deep down, the excuse rang hollow. Her body felt floaty. That relentless tickle demanded release through sex.
Why... why's it like this?
Just now—the choking, the extreme stimulation... brushing death... Her brain felt fried.
By what? Endorphins. On the verge of suffocation, survival instinct flooded her brain with pleasure chemicals... That narcotic high lingered, making her body buzz and float.
No way... Did I just cum a little back there...?
While he... choked my throat...?