Chapter 101
Chapter 101
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Narcotics
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People commonly view drugs as dangerous, and most countries strictly prohibit their manufacture and distribution because of their addictive nature.
Once you touch them, it's impossible to break free through normal means. The sight of addicts going berserk, sacrificing family, money, and friends just for one more hit, is a clear example of their peril at a glance.
However, the true terror of drugs is
that even after obtaining and consuming that one precious hit, their thirst is not quenched in the slightest.
The more they indulge, the stronger the thirst grows instead of fading, driving them to crave more,
and ultimately turning them into worthless wrecks who can't do anything without the drug.
Thus, for those who have already touched the drug, there are only two ways to avoid heading toward ruin.
One is to overcome the temptation early on and root it out,
or to acquire the ability to satisfy that thirst whenever it arises.
-Slap! Slap!
How many times had it been now?
-Twitch! Twitch!
"Hngh...♥"
Another climax was added to the count she'd long since given up tracking.
As if all the nutrients meant for growth had been diverted to reproductive functions, her pussy still hadn't lost any of its tightness despite the multiple orgasms.
"Haa... haa...♥"
Dang Ayoung trembled, feeling the hot semen flooding her womb, her appearance every bit the beast in heat.
Her face flushed deep red, her eyes so wildly aroused it seemed like hearts might be swirling in them—an illusion that made her feel utterly distant from the woman I knew.
The Dang Ayoung I knew had a playful side, but she was never this lewd.
"More... it's not enough... give me more..."
"W-Wait... I can't anymore. This is really too much..."
-Grip!
"Hng?!"
"How can you say that when it's still standing so healthily? And you've just been lying there the whole time. I've been doing all the moving because of your stamina—how can you complain?"
"Th-That's not..."
Dang Ayoung wasn't entirely wrong.
She wanted me to take the lead like yesterday, but unlike yesterday's drunken haze, sober now my clumsy attempts fell short. With my feeble stamina, I couldn't even properly thrust from above, so in the end, exhausted, I'd collapsed onto the bed, and she was now riding me, swinging her hips atop.
From her perspective, she could argue what was so tiring about just lying there when I couldn't even move my hips properly.
"My body really hurts..."
There was the massive stamina drain every time I came,
and the mounting fatigue from trembling under the pleasure radiating from her tight pussy.
Plus, ejaculation didn't just release semen—muscles contracted too, and the exhaustion from that was no joke.
I was already dreading tomorrow's muscle pain.
"I'm still not satisfied..."
Dang Ayoung trailed off, her face clouded with lust.
She pondered for a long while like that,
then—
-Smile!
"Right. You must be exhausted. I've been too selfish. I should've considered the physical differences between men and women."
Just like that, she smiled gently, as if the last few moments had never happened.
The swift, natural shift left me stunned, wondering if it was the same person.
"...Ayoung?"
"Let's call it here for today and rest. Stamina can build up gradually over time."
-Schlick...
With that, she actually lifted her hips, pulling my cock out.
My semen-coated shaft emerged from her pussy, conjuring images of the messy state inside her.
"W-Wait... are you really okay with that?"
"Of course. Do I look like the type to force someone who says they're tired? Even if we're engaged, we have to respect boundaries. Continuing when the other says no is straight-up rape."
"R... Right..."
I mumbled awkwardly, but inwardly I kept pondering her intentions.
Was she luring me into letting my guard down? But what good would that do her? She could crush me with one hand if she wanted.
"...Nngh..."
"Instead, I have a favor to ask you."
Of course. There was a price to this break.
"I'll teach you about my body myself. About a woman's body..."
-Squish
She guided my hand to her breast.
The sensation of the substantial, soft mound revealed as the bandages loosened was familiar yet novel.
"Make me feel even better."
"...Huh?"
"It's called foreplay. Acts to gain pleasure beyond just inserting the cock into the pussy, like you did to me yesterday. It's essential knowledge for lovers to have a more satisfying sex life."
'...Ah.'
I'd been caught off guard, but of course I knew what foreplay was.
This body might look innocent, but the soul inside had indulged in every entertainment Earth offered.
No way I'd lack basic knowledge like foreplay.
...Though I had zero practical experience, of course.
Anyway, now her scheme(?) was crystal clear.
Since I was such a weakling, she'd make me learn technique instead.
Her determination to satisfy her lust even with this frail body shone through.
'...Fine. Better that than this.'
Being pinned and overworked under her with this weak body? No thanks—satisfying her quickly via her method might be smarter.
Not that I hated sex, mind you.
I'd definitely enjoyed the pleasure up to a point.
But after shaking all over from marathon sessions, fear was inevitable.
When my mind went blank and orgasms chained forcibly, the ecstasy was so intense I nearly forgot who I was.
A pleasure strong enough to make me lose myself.
-Shiver
Instinct screamed danger.
This body had excessive stamina for sex but zero tolerance for pleasure.
In other words,
if Dang Ayoung's lust ever fully erupted, my body would be at risk.
I could end up like those "female corruption" stories from Earth—surrendering body and soul to pleasure.
Would that make me "male corruption"? Silly thoughts aside, I was in real peril.
I should be managing her like a fish in a pond, not worrying about submitting myself.
'Don't forget. Your life's on the line.'
"Then let's rest today and start tomorrow..."
"Ah, wait a sec."
As I tried to collapse, body and mind spent, her face approached between my legs.
Realizing she was staring at my cock with eyes still burning with lust, I hurriedly tried to close my legs—but her hands forced them apart.
She eyed my semen-glazed shaft and said,
"This'll be a mess to wash later, so let me clean it up for you."
"W-Wait, that's not necessary..."
-Slurp!
Ignoring my protests, she engulfed my cock in her mouth in an instant, licking it fiercely like a lollipop.
"Ah... ngh... w-wai..."
-Sluuuurp!
"Hiiih...♥"
She didn't stop at licking—sucking hard nearly made me cum again, and I barely held back.
"S-Stop... stooop..."
-Tap... tap...
Pushing feebly at her head between my legs was pointless with this frail body.
-Sluuuuurp!
"Eek...♥"
If anything, it spurred her on, stimulating my cock even more intensely than before.
She'd clearly forgotten the "cleaning" excuse.
She was licking even the already-clean parts relentlessly.
-Lick... lick...
The sensation of her tongue teasing the sensitive ridge where glans met shaft was utterly new, unlike anything I'd felt before.
-Grip!
Pleasure threatened to overwhelm me, but I desperately clenched, focusing all will on my cock to seal my urethra.
Semen had surged to the tip, raging to escape, but I held firm.
If I came now, this "cleaning" charade could drag on forever.
And Dang Ayoung seemed to notice I was holding back.
-Lick...
"Hii?!"
Her tongue began probing my urethra.
The teasing flicks of her tongue tip made it twitch involuntarily, against my will.
-Poke
When her tongue tip slipped inside—
my feeble resistance crumbled.
-Spurt! Splurt! Splurt!
"Haa... ahh..."
Forced out after holding back, the ejaculation lasted ages.
Nearly double my usual volume, but Dang Ayoung showed no sign of releasing my cock.
She even stimulated it mid-climax, coaxing out more.
-Spluuurt!
"!!"
The final burst sprayed out like a geyser as it wound down.
"Heok... heok..."
Body and mind exhausted, I flopped onto the bed.
I didn't even have the strength to lift my hips anymore.
With my last ounce of energy, I craned my neck to peek between my legs.
-Drip...
"Ah... what a shame..."
Dang Ayoung scooped the white semen from her lips with a finger,
"If you'd held out just a bit longer, the cleaning would've been done... Now you've dirtied it again."
Her eyes still blazed with unquenched lust.
The true terror of narcotics is that no matter how much you indulge, the thirst never fades.
Thus, for those who have already touched the drug, there are only two ways to avoid heading toward ruin.
One is to overcome the temptation early on and root it out,
or to acquire the ability to satisfy that thirst whenever it arises.
And right now, elsewhere—
"Hnggg..."
Worshipped as a hero of the orthodox faction outside,
but alone in her room, one woman had stripped off her undergarments, rubbing her pussy against the sheets in a sensation she'd never felt before.
"Dan Yuseong..."
Calling the name of the one she loved but shouldn't,
"Ngh... ngh..."
Recalling the feel of his cock inside her from the past, she raised her fingers.
-Schlick...
"Ah... ah..."
A situation clearly beyond the unavoidable "treatment."
She called his name again.
"Yuseong-ah..."
She had come to love the one she shouldn't.
She loved, but shouldn't love.
Her contradictory love
was growing murkier even now.