Yurpa's Color Shift
The man's knee pressed in deep enough to touch her mound.
His hand gripping her shoulder.
Her breasts pushed forward by the slight arch of her back, his chest hovering close enough to graze them.
And those blazing eyes, locked on her from a distance where their lips nearly met…
Struggling to hide the fluster that the man's presence sent through her entire body, Yurpa gently pushed Hwanin away and spoke.
"Ah, I get it. I get it, so why don't you have some tea? It's made by drying Horkis flowers through a special method and then steeping them. My own special recipe."
"I don't feel like it."
Hwanin held his ground against her push as he answered.
Even though Yurpa had drunk the same thing and told him it was water steeped from flower petals, he had no reason to drink something when he didn't even know what effects a flower called Horkis might have.
Having recovered a measure of her composure in that brief span, Yurpa asked — not so much offended by the rejection as half amused, half regarding a reckless child:
"Will you be alright? If you don't dull your sensitivity with that… it'll be hard, you know?"
The way she laughed as she said it sounded like a provocation — and that was no illusion.
The proper answer to provocation was provocation in kind.
Hwanin pushed his knee deeper between her thighs.
The moment it touched that place, Yurpa flinched. He tightened his grip on her shoulder, and with his right hand gently lifted her slender chin until his gaze locked with her ruby-red eyes.
"Interesting."
"Y-yes? Mmph!"
At the little boy's forced kiss, Yurpa let out a quiet gasp of wonder inside and felt her heart race.
Good heavens. Even after hearing that I'm a Heupjeong, this bold a physical advance!
Perhaps because she was always the one doing the attacking and now found herself on the receiving end, Yurpa felt that place of hers that accepted men clench with a shiver.
Her first impression had been mere mild interest.
But after exchanging a few words, his knowledge and wisdom were far beyond what one would expect of an ordinary traveler, and his manner of speech and etiquette were both above average.
Moreover, seeing this little boy approach so boldly and without hesitation…
Getting taken by him here wouldn't be so bad.
Accepting his skilled kiss, she wrapped her thighs around Hwanin's leg as it pressed against her mound and carefully looped both arms around his neck.
After about a minute of deep, tongue-entwined kissing, when Hwanin pulled away, Yurpa pressed a hand to her chest with a face lost in ecstasy.
Her expression made it plain this was a first for her.
Hwanin watched her with quiet eyes.
I can roughly guess what kind of race the Heupjeong are, but…
Combining Yurpa's reactions and behavior, Kantwi's concerns, and the fact that Yurpa lived in the village, she probably wasn't that dangerous.
Likely a rare race that absorbed a certain amount of a man's essence like a tonic to survive. A minority race not even included among the Seven Great Demi-human races.
There was concern about having his energy drained excessively, but Yurpa wouldn't act that thoughtlessly.
Despite some residual concern, Hwanin neither hesitated nor stopped.
This is a chance to absorb a Class Holder's spiritual energy.
Hwanin intended to use this opportunity to clearly confirm what difference there was between a Class Holder's spiritual energy and that of an unclassed person.
Still, I shouldn't drive her so far that she loses her mind.
If she lost her reason and went berserk, her self-control would vanish and she might plunder his essence indiscriminately.
In just a few seconds of locked gazes, Hwanin organized all these thoughts, and the moment Yurpa was about to say something, he roughly seized her luscious breasts.
"Haah…!"
"Judging by your reaction, it seems you want to be toyed with like a bitch. If not, deny it."
"What kind of… haah!"
Whatever Yurpa had been about to say, she gasped heavily as her breasts were half-squeezed, a flush rising to her face.
He seized her slender nape and covered her lips again, but there was no resistance. Taking that as permission, Hwanin grabbed the chest of her tube-top dress and yanked it down.
With a bounce, a pair of breasts that could hardly be believed to belong to a woman over forty shook heavily, revealing their massive presence.
She's in her forties, but there are races that live longer than Earth humans.
Her appearance was that of a captivating beauty in her mid-to-late twenties to begin with.
Beauties of a certain level appear on television or internet media, but beauties who transcend that level are actually rarely exposed in media.
Black hair, a small cute beauty mark under her eye. Black lips with a decadent allure.
Yurpa was a beauty of that caliber.
While attending to Yurpa, who seemed completely lost in his kissing technique and rough actions, he tilted his head slightly and cast his gaze upon the tips of her watermelon-sized breasts, now fully exposed.
And he was slightly surprised.
It wasn't a trick of the eye — her slightly swollen areolae and hardened nipples were black as hair.
Not the brown of dark skin or heavy melanin, but black as if ink had been dropped on them.
Come to think of it, her lips too — rather than black lipstick…
Thinking her blood might be black, Hwanin ended the kiss, licked her nape, and pinched a nipple as distinct as a small cherry.
"Ah! Good…"
"You don't have a husband, I take it."
It was a rather important matter for Hwanin, so he brought it up to confirm. Yurpa, who had been wearing a thoroughly sensual expression, let out a chuckle with a flushed face.
"Because I haven't found a man I like."
"That's fortunate. If you had one, I would have stopped."
"You got me this worked up and you were going to stop? You're a mean little boy~."
As she spoke, seeing Hwanin pull away from her, Yurpa sent him a look of disappointment that asked if he wasn't going to do more.
Receiving that gaze, Hwanin undid his belt, pulled his pants and underwear down to his thighs, and drew out his half-risen weapon.
Joy spread across Yurpa's face as she beheld Hwanin's weapon.
"Haa…! I thought maybe, but of course your cock is the stake type!"
"…"
From little boy to darling — a step up. Without answering, Hwanin grabbed Yurpa's hair and forced her to her knees on the floor.
Despite Hwanin's coercive action, Yurpa realized what she needed to do and demurely knelt before him. Then, taking his club in both hands like a treasure, she began slowly caressing it with her mouth.
And when the club was sufficiently wet with saliva, Hwanin gripped Yurpa's head with both hands and violently rammed the pillar into her mouth.
"Guhk…?!"
The glans punched through Yurpa's narrow throat in a single thrust.
Aaaah!
The sensation of a weapon as thick as her own wrist forcibly violating her throat.
At Hwanin's rough treatment of her head and throat as a sex hole, Yurpa was more aroused than she had been in recent memory.
How long had it been since a man acted so manfully without fearing her as a Heupjeong?
Moreover, it was the stake-type cock she so dearly loved. And the thickness and length were ideal, and Hwanin's build, personality, looks, voice, and actions! All of it was the ideal type she had dreamed of!
Where had such a treasure of a man sprung from? Why hadn't he appeared sooner!
As Hwanin's actions grew more intense, Yurpa's upper body, kneeling before him, was gradually pushed back until her back rested against the sofa.
A posture as if her waist were caught between Hwanin's legs. Her demurely kneeling knees lifted into a frog-like crouch, her thighs spreading wide as her skirt rode up, fully revealing black panties that contrasted with her white skin.
Her dress bunched up top and bottom like a belt around her waist, blatantly exposing her panties as she greedily swallowed the man's cock with her throat — a thoroughly perverted sight.
Glurk, blub, slurp, schlick.
Yurpa, highly aroused, focused on Hwanin's member violating her throat.
She stretched both arms back to support herself from falling and tightened her throat further, hoping Hwanin would enjoy her throat even more.
One regret was that she couldn't hear Hwanin's rough breathing.
Lewd wet sounds filled the air, but Hwanin only slightly furrowed his brow, his expression utterly impassive.
Looking up at Hwanin's face, Yurpa suddenly felt anxious.
Does he not like the tightness of my throat? What if he gets disappointed and leaves?
Though her throat was blocked and she couldn't breathe, she could hold her breath for ten minutes. Yurpa began working her throat as if swallowing saliva, desperately trying to stimulate Hwanin somehow.
"Now it's a little more satisfying."
Just a little more?!
Feeling her pride slightly wounded, Yurpa pursed her lips tighter and wrapped both arms around Hwanin's thighs, beginning to caress his perineum and balls with light, tickling strokes.
The softness of her black silk gloves provided a ticklish sensation that became yet another sexual stimulus, satisfying Hwanin.
"Mmm."
Yes. He moaned!
"Urgh?! Uub, kuh, guhk!"
His actions also became more intense. Unlike before, he actively used his hips, violating her throat even more fiercely.
The intensified action made her throat ache as if it would tear, but Yurpa welcomed that beast-like movement.
Pride was more important than wounds. Physical wounds could be healed by drinking a recovery potion, but there was no way to heal a wound to one's pride.
"Kh…! Swallow every last drop. If you spill any, it's over."
"……!"
He's going to cum like this?! Well, having him cum directly into my stomach is nice too, but I wanted to take it with my pussy.
Hwanin smirked as he watched Yurpa, who had his weapon filling her mouth, looking regretful at his declaration.
"Depending on how you do, I'll fuck you for two hours."
Two whole hours?!
Feeling the fire rising from below, Hwanin began pouring his semen into Yurpa's mouth, whose expression had brightened.
Yurpa, who had been disappointed he wasn't burying his cock deep in her throat to cum, realized what Hwanin wanted by blatantly spraying semen into her mouth.
She diligently gathered the semen surging into her mouth. And when the ejaculation ended, she opened her mouth in ecstasy at the semen filling it, showing it to Hwanin, and then…
Gulp.
With a seductive, alluring expression, she swallowed and showed him her clean mouth.
"Huaaah… I've never had semen this thick and delicious… You're amazing, darling…"
The eerie sensation of the sticky stuff winding around her uvula as it went down. And this ecstatic feeling of life force spreading from her heart.
Goosebumps rose on her skin. Stroking her chest, she could feel her areolae becoming bumpy.
How long had it been since she looked forward to the main event this much?
Hwanin, catching his breath after one round of ejaculation, suddenly narrowed his eyes at what was unfolding before him.
Her hair, black as the night sky, was very slightly but gradually turning bluish like the sky at early dawn.
Not only that — her eyes were changing to a deep sapphire color, and her black lips, areolae, and nipples were all gradually lightening in color.
"What's this?"
"Hmm? Oh my. Color conversion — it's been so long."
Wondering if it was a trait of the Heupjeong race, Yurpa wiped the drool from her mouth with her silk glove and tossed the gloves aside as if they were in the way.
"Haaaah. I'm really looking forward to this. Whether you can really last two hours, or whether you won't even last two minutes."
The changing hair color or mucous membrane color didn't matter.
Hwanin choked Yurpa's neck with one hand and lightly slapped her cheek.
"Agh."
"If you're a bitch, then act like one and present your ass this way and offer up your holes."
"Haah, you really…"
She wanted to say are the best, but under Hwanin's hand she was positioned gripping the sofa armrest with her ass presented. Then — smack! — she screamed as her buttocks were struck so hard it seemed the skin might tear.
"The texture isn't bad."
So saying, Hwanin spanked her buttocks a couple more times.
Smack, smack—
"Ugh, aah!"
Watching her plump buttocks quickly heat up from the friction, he stripped off the black panties that looked like they wouldn't even fill a handful.
Yurpa's valley was not just wet with love juices but soaked through. She seemed to have groomed her hair, with only a bikini-shaped patch lightly covering above her clitoris.
When he spread the thick outer labia that completely hid the inner ones left and right, the same deep blue-black flesh as her hair appeared, like blue ink had been dropped, along with a small hole.
The contrast of white outer labia against deep blue-black inner labia and vaginal opening was quite striking.
Rather than looking alien and off-putting due to the blue-black color, it gave a cool, refreshing feeling like a blue sports drink.
"Haaang!"
As he thrust his index and middle fingers in at once, Yurpa let out a scream-like moan. Finger-fucking her in that state, Hwanin was able to find as many as three G-spot-like places.
Is it because she's not human.
He inserted the thumbs and middle fingers of both hands into her vagina and spread his fingers to look inside. The deep blue-black wrinkled hole and, at the deepest point, a plump cervical opening were revealed.
A sex organ not much different from a human's. The love juices were ordinarily transparent as well.
Meanwhile, Yurpa couldn't collect her thoughts.
This was like, like…
Like having my pussy quality checked…!
Yurpa panted and asked.
"Uhh, how is my inside…?"
"A decent cock-sheath."
"Cock-sheath… haah!"
Just from those words, her heart fluttered and her womb clenched, bringing her to a light climax.
Hwanin, who had wondered if there would be something different about a Heupjeong compared to humans, found little difference and thrust his second self, glistening with Yurpa's saliva, into her in one go.
Squelch—
Agh. It went all the way in at once?!
Yurpa gasped and trembled with joy. This rough insertion! And the thick club filling her completely!
But this was somehow different from what she'd expected.
As the meat club that had pierced up from below began to slowly move, it scraped mercilessly deep in her belly and pushed upward.
Every time that thick, long thing thrust in, the sensation of her organs being crushed washed over her.
In the stifling feeling, Yurpa repeatedly gasped for breath.
"Uup, haah, uup. U, uuup!"
Thud thud thud thud — with every rough flesh sound, Yurpa retched and hurriedly covered her mouth.
Th-this is beyond imagination?
Held by the pelvis and pounded from behind, Yurpa panted.
This wasn't the sex she knew. Something, something was different.
She had sampled several men with stake-type cocks at the brothel, but it hadn't felt like this — like her insides were being churned. Just a soft, squishy thing like a tongue coming in and gently stirring her insides?
No — if she put it into words now, it had been a hollow feeling of just teasing at the entrance. But this man…
Thud thud thud thud thud!
"Ughuh!"
Just from the difference in thickness and length, the feeling is this different?!
This sensation of a pillar filling her completely, scraping her vaginal folds as it rhythmically pounded. Hard to endure.
Gripping Yurpa's pot-like concave pelvis and pounding mainly where the G-spot-like places were, Hwanin suddenly grabbed the arms of the now-quiet Yurpa and pulled them back.
Her upper body half-lifted, and every time she was pounded from behind, her watermelon-like breasts swayed and bounced from gravity.
"Hgk, uhhk. Uuuh, haah! Uup!"
Perhaps because she'd been covering her mouth. Listening to Yurpa's dying moans, he slowly rotated his hips as if grinding.
An attack that had figured out this lewd bitch's weak point was the entrance to her womb.
At the sensation of the glans persistently rubbing as if trying to enter her womb, Yurpa began to pant with her waist trembling.
"Hhhk, darling too mu, ugh! Hahk… uhhhk… uup!"
Smack!
"Rather than talking, how about tightening your pussy a bit. It's been feeling a bit loose for a while now."
Barely enduring the pleasure from the lovely club stabbing and churning her belly, Yurpa felt sparks fly in her head.
L-loose?!
At this insulting word she'd never heard in her life, Yurpa even held back her panting and clenched her lower belly and anus, squeezing hard on the lovely thing scraping her insides.
Then, along with a tingling sensation in her nape, pleasure began to ripple up her spine.
At that moment, a spanking landed.
Smack—!
"Haah!"
At the exquisite strike to her buttocks, Yurpa made a teary face.
I squeezed as hard as I could and even this isn't enough…?
"You can do it this well, so why didn't you? Don't tell me the nature of a sex slave who only comes to her senses when hit is carved into your blood?"
Smack! Smack smack!
"Ang! Aang!"
Sex slave. How insulting, humiliating, and arousing those words were.
The word "loose" had already been erased from Yurpa's mind.
"How many men have you seduced with these massive udders? Earlier I saw you were soaked through without even being touched. Did being treated like a bitch turn you on? If that's true, then instead of hands, you should have feet attached. Crawling around like a dog would suit you."
Below, her lovely man was thrusting hard as if to tear her pussy, and in her ears, insulting language churned through her brain.
Her buttocks were being spanked in rhythm as if they were a drum, and each time her tailbone throbbed as pleasure overflowed and stabbed wildly through her organs.
As her brain gradually went numb, Yurpa, not even noticing a strand of drool trailing from her mouth, strained with all her might to open her mouth past the throat blockage.
"Haguung… a… nnyat…!"
Smack!
"Heup?!"
"You say no, but your sex slave nature seems strong."
As he spoke, Hwanin put his index, middle, and ring fingers into Yurpa's mouth and pinched her tongue.
"Ham, ummumyam… kuhang!"
Smack!
Yurpa was dying from the honest words.
She couldn't speak because of the fingers in her mouth, her legs felt like they'd give out from the sensation of lightning shooting up her spine with every spank to her buttocks, and her womb felt like it would explode from the lovely meat chunk thrusting below…
This man's cock was a more vicious thing than expected.
Thickness, length, girth, shape.
All of it was vicious. Not ideal — vicious.
The way it mercilessly scraped her inner flesh every time it went in and out, the way it thudded against her womb every time it went deep — a weapon optimized for killing women.
Not just the insertion, but the timely spanking of her ass, tracing her spine with fingers, squeezing her breasts, licking inside her ear then stimulating her clitoris.
He played with her body in various ways, and Yurpa simply couldn't collect her wits.
If I don't hold onto my sanity, I might absorb his essence excessively…!
This man seemed quite sensitive about his vitality.
He seemed to have factored in a certain amount, but if she absorbed essence beyond that and drained his stamina, he wouldn't come back.
I don't want that!
Never being able to taste this magnificent thing again — that couldn't happen.
Yurpa pinched her own thighs as she fought the pleasure churning through her entire body.
Honestly, Yurpa had slightly underestimated Hwanin.
His speech was full of courtesy like the young masters of rich city families, and his behavior and attire were both neat. If it weren't for his unique constitution, she wouldn't have even brought him into her workshop.
That's how much Yurpa had been tormented by bastard young masters in Parhist.
She had only been curious because Kantwi brought him as a guest, interested because of his unique constitution, and had invited him in with those kinds of feelings because of his half-and-half but solid and wild atmosphere like Floe…?!
"Keup?!"
Suddenly her hair was grabbed and yanked back, and Yurpa let out a short scream of pain.
The man's thick forearm wrapped around her neck and squeezed hard, cutting off Yurpa's thoughts.
"Are you thinking about something else right now? If you're a bitch, then focus only on getting fucked like a bitch."
"Glurk…"
Breathing suddenly cut off, and with her neck squeezed so blood couldn't reach her head, her vision went hazy.
On top of that, the weapon pounding below as if to destroy her.
"Ugh, kuh, ah, at. Aht. Agagak…"
Drooling tears, snot, and spit, feeling a massive tidal wave of pleasure starting from her pussy reach the top of her head in an instant, Yurpa thought.
I… might not be able to hold onto my sanity…