Weekend Sex Practice (7)
Her insides were hotter and slicker than usual. Not just clenching tight, but every single wrinkle inside writhing and coiling around me stickily, like they were alive. Any half-hearted thoughts like 'It's just practice, so maybe take it slow?' evaporated the instant I thrust in.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Nngh..! Hnng..! Hn! Haaang..!"
Just pounding away wildly at my throbbing, ready-to-burst cock delivered waves of exquisite pleasure.
"Oh..! Ok..!!"
Seo-yeon must have been loving it too—pinned in the corner in seconds, her tongue lolling out long. Whether it was her pussy feeling that good or I'd held back too long, the urge to cum surged up in no time.
Still, no way was I gonna blow early. Gritting my teeth, I kept slamming into that squeezing pussy.
"Nng.., Nngoh..! Ok..! Ok..! Nnghot..!"
Seo-yeon threw her head back, arched her waist like a bow, and came over and over. Her desperation must've made her extra sensitive—her pussy was even easier to break now than usual.
As I pistoned mindlessly, her drool-slick lips caught my eye. I crushed my mouth to hers.
"Mmph..! Chup.. Churp.. Huuuph..!"
The second our lips met, she coiled her tongue around mine without a second's hesitation and sucked hungrily. My patience hit its limit. Tongues tangling fiercely, I rammed deep and unleashed my load.
Splurt! Spluuurt! Spluuuurt!!
"Huuung..! Ut..! Huuuph..!"
As cum flooded her, Seo-yeon locked her legs around my waist like she'd never let go, arms hugging my neck, her whole body shuddering violently.
Ejaculation over, but my cock stayed rock-hard. Savoring her freshly orgasmed pussy's grip, I swirled my hips, stirring her insides gently.
Squelch..! Squelch..! Squelch..!
"Hnng..! Ah..! Ut..! Hwaaang..♥"
Each stir of my rigid shaft had her moaning sweetly, clinging to me.
"Maaaster..♥"
Seo-yeon's eyes were already glazed in bliss.
A master-slave dynamic in the 21st century. Unthinkable just months ago.
"Feels good?"
"Y-yes.. So good..♥"
A woman who'd never matched my league, now perfectly submissive—voluntarily, no less.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Hoooh..! Oh..! Ok..! Oht..!"
Mulling over the situation made Seo-yeon seem all the more commendable. As a reward, I pounded her pussy rougher. Sex was the ultimate prize for her, after all.
"Nngho.. Oht..! Pussy's melting.. Melting away..!"
"Want a kiss too?"
"Y-yesss..! Kiss.. Pleeease..!"
I slowed my hips and pressed my lips to hers.
"Chuuup.. Smack.. Smack.. Chup.."
"Chup.. Chup.. Smooch.."
Kissing was starting to feel natural now. Maybe because Seo-yeon latched on so instinctively—letting our tongues flow together without forcing it, they just coiled and mingled perfectly, no awkwardness.
"Churup.. Smooch.. Huuht.. Ung.. Smooch.."
Half-leaving the kiss to her, I kept thrusting. Zeroing in on her favorite spot—her cervix—deep and grinding with swirling hips. Her legs clamped tighter around me.
"Nnght..! Chup..! Hoh..! Th-this.. Hnguk..! Kiss.. Gonna cum..!"
"It's fine. I'll do what I want. Chup.."
I kissed her sloppily parted lips again, sucking her protruding tongue.
"Huuuph..! Um, chup..! Huuuung..!"
Grinding her cervix relentlessly while stealing her breath, her desperately clinging body went limp bit by bit.
"Oht, oht..! Oooohk..!"
Finally fully spent, her limbs slackened—just as they were about to slip away, I thrust deep and came again.
Splurt! Spluuuurt!!
"Ah..! Hic..! Hek, heaaak..!"
Just the second load, and Seo-yeon was totally out—blank stare, drool streaming, body limp as a rag.
Squelch, squelch, squelch..
"Oh, oht..! Ooht..!"
Stirring her living, clinging pussy softly made her walls spasm, hips twitching. But no more reactions—she'd hit her absolute limit.
A bit unsatisfying, but my urgent lust was sated. A short break wouldn't hurt.
Savoring the feel, I slowly pulled out. Thick, creamy strands stretched like spiderwebs.
"Whew.."
Shorter than usual, yet she'd ended up far more wrecked. My cock twitched back to life.
"Gotta clean it properly, right?"
I turned the utterly exhausted Seo-yeon's head—staring at the ceiling—and shoved my cock into her mouth.
"Um.. Chup, chuuup.. Chup.."
Even dazed, she instinctively licked the cock in her mouth with her tongue. Not as intense as when fully aware, but her soft laps teased just enough to enjoy leisurely. I let her do her thing, catching my breath.
"Felt good?"
"Chuuup.. Yessh it did.. Churup..!"
Even after cleaning every inch, she kept sucking like it was candy.
"You came your brains out alone. Haven't satisfied Master yet, have I?"
"Shorry.."
"I get you're a total perv who feels it hard, but your stamina sucks. Gotta work out."
"Yesh.. Gonna.. Work out.."
"Good girl. My slave."
I chuckled, stroking her hair. A woman starting workouts just to fuck me more? Hypnosis or not, couldn't help but feel proud. She was starting to feel lovable—not just a toy anymore. Like a pet, at most.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"....Hn....! Ut....! Hnng....!"
Seo-yeon, fully passed out after fainting, barely twitched faintly no matter how hard I pounded— no signs of waking. Still, her pussy clenched tight, so I laid the sleeping her on her back and kept savoring it.
"Ngh..! Cumming..!"
Splurt! Splut! Spluuuurt!!
Fifth ejaculation. Exhausted from the day's buildup, she'd passed out on the third, but my erection wouldn't quit, so two more loads.
"Haven't unloaded this thoroughly in ages."
Once in the shower. Twice after. Five more after dinner. Eight times total—my cock finally went soft, satisfied. No, my whole body ached. Nonstop thrusting left me sweaty and sticky, craving a wash, but too languid to move a finger.
"..Shower tomorrow."
Succumbing to laziness, I collapsed beside Seo-yeon and shut my eyes.
Seo-yeon woke—or rather, came to—at dawn, as light faintly brightened outside.
"....!"
She nearly yelped in shock but clamped her mouth shut. She couldn't grasp what happened, but she was nestled in Choi Min-seok's arms, asleep. His arm around her wasn't overly muscled, but solidly masculine. No, everywhere their bodies touched felt that way.
"Hng.."
Breathing deep on instinct, a thick male scent flooded her mind. Heavy sweat, flesh, the mingled traces of their repeated tangles. All blending to dizzy her.
Happy..
Waking in someone's arms. Unpleasant depending on who, but Choi Min-seok was pure bliss. Seo-yeon naturally savored his scent, reminiscing yesterday.
Master, slave..
"Heehee.."
Just thinking it made her giggle unwittingly. She'd lived as the dominant her whole life, but calling him "Master" on impulse brought a ticklish thrill and inexplicable fulfillment. Especially since he'd permitted it—amplifying that satisfaction.
Won't discard me either..
The chance of other women made her chest twinge anxiously, but he'd stroked her head gently, promising no such thing. And more: even "just practice," his lover-like tender kisses and caresses replayed so vividly, her lower belly throbbed with stimulating joy.
"Hit.."
Should stay quiet. Yet she couldn't stifle the leaking smiles. Funny, really. Their bond started with what was basically rape. He'd mastered her unknown masochism perfectly, subjugating her. Exaggeratedly, like fate—their kinks matched flawlessly.
Seeing him sparked lust; masturbating brought only his face. Instinct screaming he could satisfy her utterly. Unrealistic delusions, sure—but results were perfectly insane.
I'm crazy..
What more to say? She'd hooked up with many men, never clung. Pitied women ruined by trash or playboys. But now? She'd deny Choi Min-seok nothing. Body already his; if he wanted money, she'd commit crimes to deliver. Surprisingly, he was detached there—which unnerved her.
Would be nice to bind him with cash. Other women loomed. Promise not to discard, sure—no contract. New girl could sideline her. Confident in looks: top-tier Korean beauty, breasts, managed figure—no competition.
But five years older. Men prefer younger—common knowledge. One or two years, maybe taste varies; five was a huge gap in relationships, not to take lightly.