The Amisa Lay Disciple Yeonhwa (2)
Despite my face maintaining a stern expression, she stared at the massive shaft before her, her eyes darting about in panic as she struggled to find any excuse.
“Um, well, you see… the noise was so loud that it would disturb the other guests…”
Yet from the moment we entered the room until now, not a single other presence could be felt in the entire building besides this lay disciple girl.
“Miss. Are you mocking me right now?”
“Hic♡”
“I already confirmed there have been no guests in this inn since earlier, which is why I performed the ritual. Where exactly are these guests you claim were disturbed?”
“T-that is…”
Unable to continue, her gaze now blatantly fixed on my proudly erect member.
“Could it be that you’re interested in this thing? You, a Buddhist disciple?”
Twitch! Startled by my and Yukryong’s anger, she blurted out a desperate excuse.
“I-I mean! From the beginning, Benefactor’s pants looked so heavy! I was worried you might be hiding a weapon inside♡ so I came to check!”
“Does this answer your question?”
- Thwack! Unable to contain its fury any longer, Yukryong sprayed transparent fluid in protest, a single drop landing perfectly on the philtrum between her nose and lips.
- Plop!
“Hiiit♡ W-what is this? Sniff, sniff♡ It smells fishy… but it feels good…”
Judging by how her eyes were gradually turning hazy, she was already more than eighty percent gone.
“In any case, since you’ve seen all of my shameful parts, this is unfair.”
“?”
“Show me yours. Your shameful parts.”
“N-noo? T-that’s…♡”
“Then I suppose it’s fine if I go down the mountain and spread rumors that Amisa’s lay disciple peeked into someone’s private ritual?”
“Huuu♡ T-that’s too cruel♡”
“Then you just need to show me as well.”
She finally placed her hands on her collar, offering a weak excuse.
“Uuu, t-this is because Benefactor forced me…”
- Bounce! I stood up and swayed my shaft right in front of her eyes, dismantling her excuse.
“Oh my, anyone listening would think I forced you to look at this!”
“Hiiit♡ B-Benefactor! Uuu… I understand…”
At last, she opened her collar, revealing a simple breast wrap. Even so, the sheer presence of her heavy contents and the way the undersized wrap strained to contain them was violently erotic.
“I-is this enough?”
Seeing her breasts with the valley barely visible, I let out an exaggerated sigh.
“Haa, Miss! You’ve not only seen my member but also witnessed my entire ritual with my lover! And you think showing just this much is enough!?”
“I-it’s embarrassing… H-how far do you want to see♡ Hiiit♡”
Her hands trembled on the collar, caught between her lust and Buddhist restraint, driving me mad with anticipation.
“At the very least, you should show as much as you saw, or let me watch you perform the ritual. Otherwise the scales don’t balance, do they?”
“T-then! I’ve never done the ritual before♡ I-I haven’t♡”
“How strange. Have you never pleasured yourself with your hands either?”
“Hand pleasure, huut♡ What do you mean♡”
“Pretending not to know won’t work.”
Her face flushed deeper as her lie was exposed.
The term “ritual” (Sexual activity) could easily be mistaken for simple intercourse, but there was a crucial difference. Unlike “union,” which implied two people coming together, “ritual” literally meant “affairs of the room.” Thus, it encompassed not only coupling but all manner of shameful acts, including self-pleasure.
Finally understanding, she answered without hesitation.
“Huuu♡ I-I can’t show my naked body♡ to a man I don’t know…”
Her hand moved toward the hem of her skirt as if waiting for permission. It hesitated at the edge, as if embarrassed, before she began rubbing her crotch over the fabric.
- Rub, rub!
‘This isn’t bad either.’
“Huuu♡ I-I don’t know this kind of thing♡ Ahuuut♡ I-it feels good♡”
Even though she was touching herself through multiple layers of cloth, the fact that an unfamiliar man was watching seemed to excite her far more than usual.
- Drip, drip! The sound of her soaked undergarment echoed through the quiet room.
“Huu, huuu♡ I-is this enough♡”
While her upper mouth asked pitifully, her lower hand never stopped rubbing.
Watching a virgin who had lived a life of little stimulation desperately grind her own sex made me want to pounce immediately, but I held back for the sake of greater gains later.
“Since you saw my ritual, you must have seen me release as well. Yet I haven’t seen you release, so it’s still insufficient.”
“I-is that so♡ Then… I-I have no choice♡”
- Whoosh! She reached under her skirt and pulled her undergarment down just enough to rest on her upper thighs.
“L-like this♡ You can see well now, right♡”
Between her shyly covering fingers, her slightly swollen outer lips and the hair above them created an obscene contrast.
“Ahem. As expected of an Amisa disciple, you’re quite clever.”
“T-then I’ll start again♡”
Squeeze!
“Hiiit♡”
The moment her fingertips reached her wet sex, she let out a heated moan.
“Huuu♡ I-it’s too stimulating♡”
- Rub, rub! Despite her words, her hand frantically rubbed her own sex. In contrast, I crossed my arms and maintained a calm gaze, observing her with eyes sharper than any hawk.
“Haaang♡ I-I’m going♡ Y-Yeonhwa is showing this♡ to a man she doesn’t know♡ Haaang♡ while rubbing her pussy♡”
“Understood. Just keep doing what you were doing, Miss.”
“Heuu♡ Yeonhwa is♡ Huaa♡ It’s so hard♡ with those cold eyes watching♡”
Sensing her climax approaching, I decided to tease her a little more.
“That’s enough.”
I turned as if to leave the room. Still rubbing herself, she desperately called out to me.
“Huuut♡ N-no♡ B-Benefactor♡ Yeonhwa♡ Yeonhwa will become Benefactor’s woman♡”
“?”
“P-please keep watching♡ Huaaaang♡”
- Squirt, squirt, squirt! Her violent spray reached me even from half a step away as her hips bucked.
“Hueee♡ Showing my pussy squirting♡ to a man I don’t know♡ Haa♡”
- Slam! I closed the door again and sat beside her as she caught her breath, savoring the afterglow with her hand finally leaving her sex.
- Grab! I took her wet right hand in both of mine and spoke slowly.
“Ahem. Since you declared you would become my woman, it is only proper that I accept that feeling as a man.”
- Gulp! Her throat bobbed, trembling in rhythm with the heartbeat I could feel through her hand.
“If you bind yourself to me, you will surely experience the same pleasure as now—nay, even greater pleasure—from this day forward.”
“Huuut♡ I…”
I stopped her before she could answer and continued.
“However, I do not know who you are.”
“Yes♡”
“So first, would you tell me who you are?”
Thus began her lewd self-introduction while lying on the bed with her sex exposed.
“Haaang♡ My name is J-Ju Yeonhwa♡ I’m twenty-one this year♡”
“I see. Ju Yeonhwa, Yeonhwa. A pretty name. Then, Miss Yeonhwa, continue.”
“Huuu♡ My parents run a clothing shop at the foot of the mountain♡ I-I have one younger sibling♡”
“Younger sibling?”
“Haaang♡ A younger brother one year younger than me♡”
A younger brother meant he wasn’t my target. Pass.
“And?”
“Huuu♡ Since last year♡ I’ve been learning martial arts at Amisa♡”
“Then what about now?”
“I-I’m spreading my pussy♡ for the man who will become my husband♡”
“Excellent. Very well done.”
Smiling contentedly, I approached Yeonhwa and gently stroked her soft, light pubic hair. She moaned, trying to hold it in, and released more sticky fluid.
“Huuut, i-it’s embarrassing♡ Huaang♡”
- Squirt, squirt!
“Since our intentions are confirmed and our union is now fact, there is no need to feel ashamed anymore.”
“Hihit♡ Y-you’re right♡”
Now unrestrained, she struggled to sit up on the bed and slowly leaned against me.
“Y-Yeonhwa wants to feel good♡ H-husband♡”
“Of course.”
“Kyaa♡ T-then… Husband♡”
“?”
Looking up at me with sparkling eyes while sitting on my thigh, she suddenly made an unexpected request.
“Lips… kiss my lips♡ Kiss me first♡”
- Smooch!
“Chuu♡ Chuu♡ Haa…♡ Your saliva♡ is sweet♡”
Unlike the subtle sweetness I tasted, her lust-addled mind seemed to perceive my saliva as even sweeter.
- Slide! - Plop! When I removed her already half-undone top and breast wrap, her nipples were far more lewd than I had imagined. Despite her extreme arousal, both nipples had completely retreated inside their areolas—hardly “perky.”
“Hah♡ D-do my nipples… look ugly♡”
“Hmm. Ugly? Not at all. I’ve never seen such adorable nipples before.”
“Huuu♡ I don’t know♡”
‘This will be fun to draw out.’
I placed my fingertips on the spots where her nipples should be and gently rubbed.
“Kyaa♡ M-my nipples♡ feel good♡ Hihit♡”
Despite her sensitive reaction, her nipples refused to emerge from simply rubbing the surface. Using both thumbs and middle fingers, I forced open the valleys of her areolas and simultaneously thrust my index fingers inside.
- Thrust! Dig! - Thrust! Dig!
“Kuhit♡ W-wait♡ Hiiik♡ Just a moment♡ Huaaaang♡”
- Squirt! Squirt! - Pop! Pop!
After a brief struggle between my fingers and her nipples, they finally emerged to greet me.
