Weekend Sex Practice (9)
Truth be told, this was probably normal. Even under hypnosis, Yoo Seo-yeon was always in heat without me needing to touch her.
"Slurp... Schlop... Slurrrp..."
Still, as I steadily worked my tongue, a slick fluid different from saliva started coating it bit by bit. Especially her clitoris, which was gradually peeling back its hood—every time I tapped it with the tip of my tongue or sucked it lightly, I got a pretty decent reaction.
"Hnn... Ung..."
Her exhales began carrying a hint of lust, and her body twitched faintly. Plus, while I focused on tormenting her clit, her vaginal entrance started pulsing slightly, leaking love juices.
"Chlurup...!"
"Huuung...!"
When I slurped up the juices flowing from her entrance with an audible sound, her hips jerked faintly, and a noise escaped that could properly be called a moan. This time, I pointed my tongue and gently probed her hole, thrusting it in and out like a cock. Schlop, schlop, schlop, schlop.
"Hunng, eut, hunng...!"
The slippery vaginal walls clung stickily to my tongue, producing wet, squelching sounds. Seeing her hips buck with increasing frequency, she was clearly starting to feel it now.
I slid back up and gently rolled her now sopping clit with the tip of my tongue.
"Heut, eut, hnnng...!"
Strength gradually returned to her previously limp body, making it twitch. The more relentlessly I teased her clit, the bigger her reactions grew—finally, I pressed my lips to the pearl-like swollen nub and sucked hard, pushing her response to its peak.
"Huuuuung...!"
Twitch! Twitch! Yoo Seo-yeon finally climaxed in her sleep, her toes curling tight as her whole body convulsed before going limp again.
"She's still not waking up."
Tired, huh? Last night I'd pounded her until she passed out completely, then kept going afterward, and she'd even woken up before me this morning. She must be exhausted.
"If she's tired, let her rest."
No need to force her awake. Those who want to rest should rest, and those who want to play should play. I decided not to wake Yoo Seo-yeon and aligned my fully erect cock with her entrance. It wasn't flooded like usual, but it was wet enough for insertion.
Shluuup...!
"Eh?"
Contrary to expectations, her insides were somewhat wet, but way tighter than anticipated, creating significant resistance. Yoo Seo-yeon felt it too—she furrowed her brow slightly and finally woke up.
"Wha...?"
Her drowsy eyes, not fully awake, rolled around trying to grasp the situation. She glanced at my face in front of her, then her own naked body, and finally looked between her legs where I was midway inserted.
In a situation like this, anyone might panic, but Yoo Seo-yeon flushed pink with what looked like happiness, her lips curling up. I had no idea what was going through her mind, but at the same time, her tight pussy relaxed and grew slick.
"I'm fine, so please torment me quickly..."
Her voice trembled thinly, brimming with arousal that made her horny state obvious. Down below, love juices kept flowing without stop, her walls wriggling and nibbling at my cock. Squish...!
I thrust my paused hips forward firmly, and her sloppy pussy smoothly swallowed me.
"Huuung...!"
When my cock pressed deep inside, her slick walls clenched tight. No looseness at all. Compared to the start, it felt perfectly molded to my shape—actually better.
How should I move? After a moment's thought, I pistoned gently inside her.
Squish... squish... squish... squish...
"Haaang...! Master, you're being too gentle..."
"It's practice."
I said that, but the slightly frustrating sensation was unavoidable. The slower pace let me feel her textures sharply—the soft gripping felt good, but my taste ran toward pounding wildly as I pleased.
"What about you? Do you like it gentle like this? Or rough like usual?"
"Haaang...! I like both...!"
Just a slight increase in tempo made her loosened walls clench tight again. Yoo Seo-yeon seemed fine either way, answering in a sweetly melted voice as her legs wrapped around my waist, clinging.
"How's the movement? This pace won't hurt, right?"
"Yesss... hunng...! This is, heut...! just right...!"
"Once you're more used to it, I can go harder, yeah?"
"Ah, yes...! Once I'm used to it, aaaang...! it's fine...!"
Good. Moving this slow occasionally was fine, but if I had to always, I'd probably only chase women like Yoo Seo-yeon or stick to her.
"And, heut...! if you lift my hips a bit... aaah...!"
"Like this?"
"Huuut...! Yes...! Like that, ah, aang, haaang...!"
Following her guidance, I lifted her hips slightly while thrusting—the changed angle altered the sensations. Bonus: her reactions improved.
"Or put a pillow under... hnnng...! Aang...! Aaaang...!"
I kept moving my hips while listening to her lecture.
"Haang...! Y-yes, like that...! Hit deep inside...! Rub the clit...! Oooghh, ook...!"
She said no need for talk when a woman's really feeling it, that even during insertion, you should always stimulate erogenous zones like breasts or clit as basics, and steadily target sides, nape, collarbone, earlobes, etc. Applying her tips one by one on her body drew delirious reactions each time.
After enjoying it like that for a while, even with the slow pace, ejaculation built up.
"Gonna cum soon."
Squish, squish, squish, squish!
"S-suddenly...! Haaaang! Ang, ang, ah, haaang!!"
With climax approaching, I couldn't stay leisurely anymore. Grabbing her waist, I ravaged her pussy fiercely, drawing out her usual soul-shattering moans. Holding back to the end, I slammed deepest and came.
Spurt! Spurt!
"Haa, eut, aang...! Haaang...!"
Thanks to building pleasure slowly overall, her reaction to the creampie was tamer than usual. Normally she'd lose her mind, tongue lolling out, panting like a dog.
"Feel good?"
"Yesss...! Hnnng...! It was good...!"
Still lingering in afterglow, Yoo Seo-yeon answered with ragged breaths, body twitching.
"What next after you cum like this? Keep going?"
"Hnnng...! You can keep going like this...! Or stroke my body slowly...! Haaang...!"
"Like this?"
"Yesss...! Just like that...! Ah...! So gooood...!"
Her body melted slowly into this unfamiliar pattern. In the end, after two more loads, she was completely spent and took a break. I rested a bit, went out for lunch, came back. Belly full, napped lightly, then dove back in for three more. Body went languid, fell asleep as-is.
Woke up late at night, gave up going home, showered off the stickiness together and squeezed out two more in the bathroom. Back to the room for one more. Slept again, then two more in the morning, one more in the shower, breakfast, and finally left Yoo Seo-yeon's apartment.
With her seeing me off, I stretched hugely as I boarded the elevator.
"Spent the whole weekend just fucking."
No problem with that. Forgot my plan to head back Saturday afternoon and had a blast—super satisfying. But habitually pulling out my phone in the descending elevator and turning on the screen reminded me of what I'd forgotten.
"Totally spaced on this."
Seeing the flood of messages and missed calls from Kim Min-ah snapped my satisfied daze awake.
"What now...?"
Kim Min-ah's meltdown was obviously due to addiction, but genuine worry about me shone through too. Probably her anxious addiction symptoms mixed with concern for me, sparking this intense reaction. Good thing I'm fine, but thinking of her agonizing over me until at least 4 AM before sleeping didn't let me shrug it off easily.
I'd brought up coming back by last night first, and since I was perfectly fine but ignored her calls, I was thoroughly in the wrong. She must be pissed as hell.
"Call? Nah, better see her face-to-face..."
Phone would just get me a barrage of curses, then I'd have to go anyway. Unavoidable: I'd face her wrath head-on.