Knowledge Utilization 3
I should just enjoy it fully, but my mind was racing with too many thoughts. This tiny existence started artificial respiration to revive my cock, which was cooling down after ejaculation. Her cheeks hollowed out with such passion. How happy would I be with a girlfriend this beautiful? My ex-wife Shin Serin was pretty too, but she couldn't compare to Han Areum's national-level beauty.
"Hng... slurp... chup..."
The lewd sounds from her mouth began filling the car. The 'chup' when she released the glans after sucking it in vacuum-style got me excited. Then she'd deepthroat it again, right up to her throat, repeating the pattern. So this is vacuum fellatio... Han Areum's blowjob technique was at its peak. I lightly stroked her beautiful face, and her eyes curved into a smile. Am I pretty? It was a confident grin full of that vibe. My cock transformed from useless to useful inside her mouth. As it boasted rock-hard rigidity, it must've hit her uvula—she gagged, "Urk—," and spewed a flood of saliva. The saliva-mixed fluid trickled down my shaft, making it even slicker. Her reddened eyes and fluttering eyelashes were wet with tears. That sight ignited my lust uncontrollably.
Where do you think you're going? As she tried to pull back for a breather, I grabbed her head and thrust my hips up higher. Her ears turned red, and her nape flushed. "Mmph. Mmph... glrk..."
The thrill of tormenting a goddess was unreal. I held her head and ejaculated into her mouth again. From Han Areum's perspective, this was unfair. I'd cum in her mouth twice in a row, savoring all the pleasure alone. Yellowish semen backflowed from her nose. A subtle sense of conquest electrified my tailbone. She'd feel cheated if the main event didn't even happen. Slurrrp slurrrp... She started sucking diligently to restore my hardness. Thanks to her efforts, my cock recovered quickly. This time, she pulled off before it was fully rigid. A long silver thread stretched between my cock and her lips before snapping. Then she lightly massaged it with her hand while positioning herself.
My cock towered like a skyscraper piercing the air. Bigger than before, and even better-looking. Ah, but that's not the point... Han Areum smiled seductively, even with semen on her lips. She hurriedly straddled my crotch with her long legs. The main game she'd craved so badly was about to begin. In.sert.ion. Sex.
She descended slowly toward my cock, erect enough to punch through the car roof. It almost looked rushed. Like she'd already been in heat—juices were dripping even before insertion. But why's she trembling so much? The mushroom head of my glans rubbed against her warm slit, then got swallowed up. Delicate flesh stretched at her entrance, mixing discomfort with electric anticipation.
"Haaah~ng."
Han Areum let out a pleasure-soaked sigh, tilting her hips and unconsciously arching her back. Guiding my cock to her G-spot. Mine was banana-curved anyway, so no need... Hiss. We became one as I parted her folds. The tightness from the entrance made my abs clench involuntarily. I felt every bumpy ridge against my glans and shaft. Like she was clutching me desperately with both hands, refusing to let go. Fuck. Holy shit.
Even proper moans wouldn't come out anymore. Her insides clenched tighter and tighter. Rhythmic contractions gripped me harder. My cock started swelling even more inside her. She sensed it—her eyes widened. Despite two ejaculations, my cock dominated her pussy like it was our first time. What the hell is your pussy made of, you slut?! Pleasure hole, pleasure slut!
Already flooded with her fluids, movement smoothed out fast. Thwuck. Thwuck. Squish. Squish. Squelch squelch squelch. Lewd sounds filled the car. This erotic reverse-rape position... She slapped my lower abs vulgarly with her ass. Smack smack. Squelch squelch squelch. Her bold movements made my cock feel like it would burst. Countless ridges crawled up and down my shaft. Then suddenly, they clamped my glans! Freeze! No further entry. Like her pussy was squeezing my glans and shaft with wet flesh. I grabbed her waist tight as we halted.
Her upper body pitched forward, and we started kissing again.
At the same time, the resistant vaginal walls shuddered open dramatically. Her ass slowly met my lower abs. Fully sheathed. Pressing her cervix made goosebumps ripple across her body. Mid-kiss, she arched back and roared in ecstasy.
"Haaangh."
That cozy warmth made me exhale unwittingly. She caressed my torso with both hands, slowly grinding her hips. Her porcelain-white, curved tits swayed as she rode the rhythm on my belly. Then, biting her lower lip as pleasure built, she ramped up to rapid up-and-down pistoning. Her body fully opened in orgasm. Her pussy turned furnace-hot, searing. "!!???"
Chup chup chup chup slurp slurp slurp slurp glrk glrk glrk glrk. Fuck. Like a motor!! Her scorching walls milked me wildly, then squirted fluids to cool it slick again. Like tempering a steel club, my cock headed to heaven amid juicy pussy meat. A demon leading me to paradise!! Ironically, it felt like God winking at me from heaven. Welcome. This is paradise.
While my cock toured heaven, I admired her beautiful face from below. Faces usually look wrecked from this angle. But her perfect beauty bridged any gap. Ever seen an ahegao that's still pretty? Not till now. No, I just did. She threw her hips back, hunting her spot—pure slut. How could such a beauty be a demon? Her juices overflowed, soaking my lower abs. Her pussy juice was copious. Hey!! My leather seats!!
Worries about my new car mingled slyly with pleasure. That's when it hit.
"Haa... haa... haang~"
She started moaning with a face twisted in bliss. Eyebrows arched up, body heaving in rapture. Huh? What? This expression works too? I thought they were emotionless, but she lost to pleasure, face melting into ecstasy. Sex brings out the pleasure face? New intel.
Straddling me, she rocked her hips front-to-back, seeking her spot. Found it—she flashed a Joker smile. Pleasure face and Joker smile were polar opposites; no getting used to it. Pick one! I'd prefer the soaked-in-pleasure look over Joker any day. Her upper body collapsed toward me. Then she slammed a deep, sticky kiss. Sex with this beauty. Kissing! Chup chup chup chup chup chup.
Pressing her torso to mine, she lifted and dropped just her ass. Chup chup chup chup. Her soft tits mashed fully against me. The weight on my chest and intermittent lower slams accelerated the pleasure. I thrust up from below, rewarding her excess. Her climax rushed in faster. I'd already unloaded, so I had margin.
She trembled like an aspen. Hitting orgasm—her back arched, mouth gaping wide. "Haaaangh! Ngiiih!!"
Moans and ecstasy in harmony. Her Joker smile persisted through climax. I had to keep mine too. This was the real torment. Can't you do a normal smile? These extremes cramped my muscles!
After furious riding, her movements slowed. Right hand on her clit, savoring the afterglow. That's when my signal came. No reason to hold back the surging ejaculation urge. Holding longer might make my cock explode.
I seized her waist, pinning her still. Movement tickled, hard to cum. Even gripped, pleasure-dazed, she rocked front-back. "Hngh..."
A moan escaped me. Couldn't hold this time. Itching and impending burst. But her motion delayed it, igniting pleasure fiercer. I tensed my ass, yanking her waist down hard. Stay still! Pulled tight. My cock plunged deeper into her womb.
"Haaaanghaah."
Her body spasmed. I clutched her waist with both hands as she twitched in bliss, forcing stillness. Her motion delayed cum, but ramped pleasure. Fuck! Shit! Spurt. Splurt. Glorp. Glorp. Creampie. Massive load jetted straight into her womb like a geyser. At least eight throbbing pulses. Semen fired eight times inside. My sperm probably raced up her fallopian tubes, tails whipping. Eager to fertilize an egg in her ovaries. With a woman like this, even a demon would want to impregnate her. Slam it home deep.
Sensing it, her Joker smile deepened. Her desires fulfilled, probably. Seeded by the guy who dropped 100 billion on a car cash? Goal achieved. Maybe dreaming of marriage with me. Red-faced with Joker smile, she pecked my lips lightly. That soft bird kiss evoked first love's shy touch. Softer than wild kisses, it thumped my heart. She slid off slowly to the passenger seat, readjusting her wrap dress shoulders, catching her breath. Hand on chest calming her racing heart.
...Cute. Her massive tits rose and fell. Stunning profile.
"DivorceTrialMarriageLoveHomePhoneRemoteDriveBusinessCardContact."
She Joker-smiled at me, speaking. Not car talk. Empty eyes fixed on me.
"FanCatCleaningBusinessCardPhoneContactGimmeFuck."
Ah, she wants my contact! I hesitated. But she wouldn't leave without it—like her will. Good thing my wallet had a card... My current job's assistant manager one. Didn't suit a tycoon, but who cares—she's a demon illiterate anyway. Handed it over; she beamed with Joker smile. Arms around my neck, intense kiss. Like a girl in love. Before she left, I gazed one last time. Her Joker smile etched into my retina. Human or not? Didn't matter. In that sex moment, she was real. That's what counted. Plus, I knew her address. Could fuck her anytime I wanted.
'Huh?'
But the numbers above her head—[4,4,0]—had changed to [6,5,0]!
[6,5,0]
Thud. Door shut, Han Areum gone. Staring at her changed numbers, I recalled the eroge interface. Two mouth cums, one creampie from me.
"No way... Does it track my ejaculation count?"
Nothing else explains the change. Plus, one nagging doubt. In contextless talk, Han Areum precisely voiced what she wanted. My contact. Shaking my hypothesis that they lack contextual speech.
"What the...?" Headache hit then. Rearview mirror showed my face... and numbers above my head. ......!?
352:27:21
352:27:20
The countdown ticked up.
"What... Fucking her increases my lifespan?"
Goosebumps from the unexpected bonus.