Impregnate Me, Master!
She moved her hips like a woman possessed.
She took Kim Mingyu’s cock that was pounding deep into her backdoor and accepted it even deeper, rougher, and more obscenely, her entire body burning from the tips of her toes as she climbed toward the peak of pleasure.
“Hnn… haah… haa… it feels so good… Master… it feels too good…”
Every moan tangled in her ragged breaths was pure, unfiltered lust.
Her ass bounced and clenched around his shaft while Kim Mingyu thrust upward in rhythm, driving himself even deeper and harder.
“I… I think I’m about to cum…”
The breathless cry that slipped from his lips made Song Jiwon’s eyes fly wide open.
“No… not there…!”
She frantically lifted her hips. With a wet, sucking sound, his cock slid out of her stretched backdoor, leaving the entrance twitching and dripping thick, sticky fluids.
“Haa… no… no, please… not there…!”
Song Jiwon grabbed his cock with both hands. The shaft was slick with saliva and her own juices, coated in the unknown fluids that had leaked from her backdoor, all of it clinging wetly to her palms.
“Here… cum here… inside your teacher’s pussy… all the way into my womb…!”
Still struggling to catch her breath, she guided his cock straight to her dripping entrance. She rubbed the swollen head slowly along her parted folds, smearing her arousal over him several times.
“Ahn… haaah…”
In one smooth thrust, he sank all the way to the hilt. Her juices splashed across his thighs like spilled water, like saliva, like cum.
The hot friction inside her tight walls spread like lightning. The sensation of her inner walls gripping and dragging along his glans made Kim Mingyu’s jaw tremble as if he had forgotten how to breathe.
“Kuh… I’m cumming…!”
The moment the words left his mouth, thick, scalding semen flooded deep into her womb. Pulse after pulse of hot seed battered her cervix.
“Haa… Master… please fill your teacher’s pussy… I want to be soaked in cum like a bitch…!”
Even as his seed poured into her, she kept moving her hips like a madwoman, refusing to stop the piston motion.
“Hnn… haaah… more… give me more… fill my womb until it’s overflowing…!”
She squeezed him from root to tip, making her walls ripple and milk him greedily.
“Hnnk… haaah… Master’s cum is going crazy inside me… my womb is getting all sticky with your seed…”
Without giving the overflowing cum any chance to leak out, she kept thrusting wildly. Her toes curled, her thighs shook. She grabbed her own breasts and twisted her nipples hard.
“Haa… stretch your teacher’s womb wide open with your cock… hnn… deeper… pour it all in… get this filthy bitch pregnant…!”
She screamed as if she had lost her mind. Her mouth hung half-open, saliva dripping down her chin. Inside her, his cock kept moving through the thick mixture of cum and arousal, the wet sounds alone enough to drive anyone insane.
Straddling him on the bed, she rocked shallow and fast, trying to squeeze out every last drop still inside his cock. Each thrust made a lewd, wet sound.
Her pussy lips were already painted white, and thick streams of semen ran down her inner thighs, dripping onto his balls and soaking into the sheets.
“Haa… haaah… thank you for cumming inside me… Master’s cum feels so warm…”
She leaned forward and buried her face against his chest. His cock, still buried inside her, gave weak twitches. Her pussy and womb were completely drenched in his seed.
“Hnn… Master… it feels so good… my husband’s cock was so limp and boring… but Master’s is so hard… every time you thrust, it pokes my womb and I feel like I’m going crazy…!”
With cum-smeared lips, she bit her lower lip and kept begging in a dazed voice. This was no longer just an orgasm. This was a woman completely lost to pleasure, a female turning fully into a bitch while drowning in semen.
Kim Mingyu remained buried inside her, savoring the afterglow. Her pussy kept clenching around him in small, rhythmic spasms, the walls slick with his own cum.
“Hnn… haa…”
Song Jiwon kept her face pressed to his chest, breathing hard. Her trembling shoulders pressed down against him while his cock continued to twitch faintly inside her.
Kim Mingyu gently patted her back with a firm hand.
“Bitch,” he said, his voice calm yet commanding. “No matter how badly you wanted it, you can’t just jump your master like that. Understand?”
She gave no reply, only burying her face deeper into his chest and breathing roughly. Her lips brushed against his nipple, leaving a wet trail of saliva across his skin.
“You’re going to be punished for what happened today. You know that, don’t you, bitch?”
Only then did she whisper, barely audible between breaths.
“Yes… I was wrong… haa… haa…”
After catching her breath a little longer, she nodded to herself and added,
“Yes… I deserve to be punished… I’ll take whatever you give me… Master…”
She slowly pushed herself upright. Carefully pulling his cock out of her, she cupped her pussy with one hand to catch the thick mixture of arousal and semen that immediately began to spill out. With her other hand she grabbed tissues from the bedside and wiped herself clean.
“Haa… it’s still warm…”
She tossed the tissues into the trash and turned back toward Kim Mingyu. His cock was still half-hard and glistening. Song Jiwon quietly leaned down and took him into her mouth. She licked the tip clean, ran her tongue around the shaft, then sucked all the way down to the base, removing every trace of cum.
“Mmm… slurp… haa… it still tastes salty…”
She took his balls into her mouth as well, licking every inch until they were spotless.
“Now… it’s all clean…”
She lifted her head and, without meeting his eyes, asked in a small voice,
“Could I… go to the bathroom for a moment…?”
Kim Mingyu nodded silently. She carefully covered her thighs with her hand and walked toward the bathroom. Once the door closed, the sound of running water followed.
Standing under the shower, Song Jiwon let the hot water run down her back while she stared blankly at the wall. Even though the water was scalding, she could still feel the lingering warmth of his semen deep inside her. She rubbed her lower belly with her fingertips and murmured to herself.
‘I really lost my mind… I raped Master… haa… though he let it happen…’
Her eyelids felt heavy. Her lips parted as she panted.
‘But… it felt so good… I can’t go back anymore…’
She turned off the shower and slowly washed her body. Thick cum kept trickling out of her pussy and down her thighs. The sticky sensation made her unconsciously clench her hips.
‘Haa… this feeling… it’s still leaking…’
She pressed her fingers against her lower belly, forcing more of his seed to spill out and coat her insides again.
‘It’s true… I wasn’t just saying it to please him… compared to my husband’s cock, there’s really no comparison…’
She sighed and lathered shower gel between her hands. She washed her breasts, then moved lower, gently cleaning around her backdoor as well.
‘My husband will be home soon… I don’t want to… just thinking about sleeping with him again makes me sick…’
When the foam touched her backdoor, she unconsciously pushed her hips back a little. Her fingertips traced circles around the sensitive ring, and she felt herself reacting again.
‘Haa… I really… I’m starting to feel it from my backdoor now…’
The desire she had buried under the blankets was rising again in the steam.
‘Next time… I hope he uses both holes at once… my pussy and my backdoor… however Master wants…’
Her fingers brushed her backdoor again—the same place Kim Mingyu had forced his way into earlier.
‘If Master won’t do it… I might rape him again like today…’
‘Ah! No… no… pull yourself together, Jiwon…’
She pulled her hand away and shook her head, scolding herself.
‘I should stop making mistakes… since Master forgave me this time… for now… I just have to wait…’
She rinsed herself thoroughly, yet the entire time she was waiting for his next command more eagerly than anything else.
After finishing her shower, Song Jiwon stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a white towel. Water droplets fell from the ends of her hair. The towel barely covered her breasts and hung short over her hips. When her eyes met Kim Mingyu’s, she flinched, then gave him a slightly awkward smile.
While she was drying her damp arms, his low voice cut through the room.
“Jiwon.”
“Y-Yes!? …Yeees!?”
She answered reflexively, shoulders jumping like a cat caught stealing.
Kim Mingyu let out a soft breath.
“Don’t worry about what happened today. I’m not going to punish you right away.”
Her expression softened with relief.
“And I understand. I got you all worked up and didn’t finish what I started.”
“Ah… no… that’s… I’m sorry…”
She clutched the towel and lowered her head slightly.
“I’d been holding back since school… and when I saw you, Master, it felt like something just snapped in my head…”
Kim Mingyu watched her quietly for a moment before nodding.
“It’s fine. Everything’s okay now.”
At those short but certain words, her shoulders relaxed. However, his voice soon grew firm again.
“And starting tomorrow, the swimming club. You’re the assistant advisor and I’m a member, so when other people are around, we need to be careful. Got it?”
Song Jiwon let out a small gasp as reality finally caught up with her.
“Ah, right… that’s true… the swimming club…”
The everyday world she had momentarily forgotten settled back over her damp hair. Kim Mingyu was already looking forward to the club activities. He pictured Kim Aran and Song Jiwon’s subtle rivalry, the new members… and hoped there wouldn’t be any male members. His mind was already busy sketching plans for the days ahead.
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