The Snow Woman's Twisted Obsession
Thoughts swirled as Lee Socheon slowly lifted her hips. "Hngh... hah... hngh, haa..." A mix of blood and semen gushed out from between her legs with wet, obscene sounds. Lee Socheon trembled violently, collapsing her body onto my chest. "Hngh... it's... exactly the same... hah... wait."
Her face drew closer and closer to my cock. What? The same? "Hngh... the smell... I don't want to, but if I don't... you'll get angry, right?"
"No, that's not—"
"Hngh... I knew it... you want me to do it..."
She wasn't listening to a single word I said. At this point, it felt like she was deliberately ignoring me. I pressed a hand to my forehead in utter disbelief. I couldn't understand it. She was going to 'satisfy' me? Why? For what reason?
"Hahp... mmm... slurp... chu... hngh..."
Lee Socheon took the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked down the semen. She shook her head in short, quick motions, stimulating the shaft. When I glanced to the side, I saw the remaining cum still dripping from her pussy. Her massive breasts kept brushing against my thighs. This was bizarre. I couldn't make sense of the situation at all.
Sure, being forced into sex—I could accept that. But the reason? It wasn't love. It wasn't some twisted kink. It was because I'd slept with her sister? That made no sense. My head was spinning. Why...?
"Slurp... mmm... chuuup... chu... hngh... slurp."
Lee Socheon gradually lowered her head. Frowning as if in pain, she swallowed my cock all the way to the root. This was insane. The person in front of me was completely different from the one I knew. Originally, she wasn't... this kind of person, right? The most dangerous individual at the Academy. If Han Yerin was someone you shouldn't mess with in terms of 'power,' then Lee Socheon was someone you absolutely could not touch on a 'human' level.
Yet here that same person was... sucking my dick.
Slowly, my mind began to clear. The absurdity momentarily crushed the fear. Wait. Wasn't I supposed to die? Instead of dying, I was just... having forced sex like usual. What the hell was going on? Did she have some kind of ulterior motive? Otherwise, this made no sense. Logically speaking, if she had any sense left, she would've just reported it and been done with it.
Instinctively, I sensed it. There was something more.
"Khup... gulp... slurp... chu... hngh... sluuuurp."
Even when I tried to get up and tell her to stop, Lee Socheon forcibly pushed me back down. Her lips finally reached the base of my cock. Pleasure made my hips shudder uncontrollably. She twisted her head this way and that. This had to be a lie. No matter how I thought about it, that kind of reason couldn't possibly justify this. The calculating, emotionless Lee Socheon—the one who wouldn't hesitate to kill someone—wouldn't have sex for such a flimsy excuse. It didn't add up. So why?
Her tongue coiled stickily around the shaft, sucking with wet, lewd sounds. The head pressed against the back of her throat. Tears welled up in the corners of Lee Socheon's eyes. Her face was flushed with arousal, panting. Her hot breath kept hitting my groin without pause. With slow, deliberate motions, she lifted her head. "Slurp... chu... chuuup... hngh... mmm... puha— haa... haa..."
My cock slipped free from her mouth. A long, transparent string of saliva stretched between us before snapping. Lee Socheon touched her jaw as if it hurt. My cock glistened, completely clean of semen. Her ragged breathing brushed against the tip. My dick twitched. For a brief moment, I was freed from the haze of pleasure. I quickly tried to gather my thoughts.
Then one memory flashed through my mind. That 'gaze' I'd been feeling for a while now. When I was having sex with Lee Arin in the flowerbed. When I gave her a piggyback ride. When I carried her in a princess hold. When I first spoke with Akina. That uncomfortable, prickling stare I'd felt countless times.
...No way. It couldn't be.
An intense wave of terror surged from my toes all the way to the top of my head.
"Hoo... haa... hngh... just wait a little longer..."
Lee Socheon began unbuttoning her blouse with quick, clumsy fingers. Her black bra brushed against my glans. With a soft snap, she undid the hook. Her nipples grazed the tip. They were rock hard.
"Stay still."
"No, wait—Senior Lee Socheon, just a second—"
"Stay... still..."
I tried to ask despite the fear, but she wouldn't listen. Her breasts slowly engulfed my cock with a wet, squeezing motion. This was driving me crazy. Those enormous tits swallowed everything except the head. I could feel her pulse throbbing against me. Gradually, I sank deeper into the swamp of pleasure. I desperately forced my mind to work.
Come to think of it, even when I was playing table tennis with Lee Arin, I'd felt a similar gaze. Like needles stabbing into my skin. And now that I thought about it... hadn't I felt that gaze most often when I was around Lee Arin?
Fuck.
I was certain. It was Lee Socheon. That gaze belonged to her. Goosebumps erupted across my arms and legs. But why...? Why would she stare like that just because I was with her sister? Oh.
"Brr... mmm... hngh..."
Lee Socheon drooled onto my cock. Transparent strands fell onto the head and melted down between her breasts. She pressed her tits together tightly, squeezing my shaft. My mind once again drowned in pleasure. I frantically pieced together my thoughts.
The relationship between Lee Socheon and Lee Arin. I didn't know the details, but I knew it was extremely bad. From what little I'd looked up, she constantly mocked and looked down on her sister—their relationship was the absolute worst.
I mulled over what Lee Socheon had said earlier. 'Don't do it with my sister anymore.' The puzzle pieces started to fit together. 'Be satisfied with me.' Fuck. Lee Socheon knew that Lee Arin 'loved' me. So she was stealing me away from her sister... by forcing me into sex!
This was insane. Lee Socheon had completely lost her mind. She was even crazier than Han Yerin. No, fuck—offering up her own virginity just to torment her little sister? How much did she hate her? She was a psychopath. I felt like I was going to lose it.
"Hngh... hah... I'll move now..."
Lee Socheon pushed her hips forward, enveloping my cock completely between her breasts. She moved back and forth without pause, making wet, filthy sounds. She shook her waist, rubbing my dick every which way with her tits. Her movements were awkward. Yet the pleasure was overwhelming. My fingers scraped desperately against the classroom floor.
Wait. What about Seokho? Could he possibly...?
"Hngh... hah... hngh... haa... haa..."
My cock throbbed between her breasts. She pressed the sides of her tits together with both hands, squeezing endlessly. It was a crude, reckless paizuri, but the pressure was beyond imagination. I clenched my teeth hard. The mixture of saliva and precum made obscene, squelching noises inside her cleavage. "S-Senior Lee Socheon—"
"Hngh... does it feel good? Hngh... haa... hngh... haa..."
As expected. Conversation was impossible. The frustration was driving me insane. Lee Socheon bounced her hips with sharp, rhythmic motions. My cock slid between her breasts, the entire length squeezed tight. My mind grew hazy. This couldn't continue. I needed to pull out somehow, but my body wouldn't obey. My entire focus was stolen by her chest.
Lee Socheon stopped moving her hips and leaned in close. Her breath brushed against my cock in irregular bursts. "Hngh... is this... not enough?"
"What?"
"It's... not enough... wait..."
No, fuck—
"Hngh... chu... chuuup... hngh..."
Lee Socheon grabbed her breasts and moved them while licking the head with wet, sloppy sounds. Pleasure made my hips jerk involuntarily. She pressed her tits down hard. My groin became completely buried between them. "Chuuup... chu... mmmph... chu... hah... mmm."
Lee Socheon looked up at me with a completely melted expression. She sucked my cock while struggling to twist her breasts left and right. The wet, squelching sounds echoed throughout the room. My cock swelled. Her sticky tongue coiled around the head, sucking hard. "Chuuup... mmmph... mmm... chuuup... hngh... mmm..."
Our eyes met. Lee Socheon formed little hearts in her eyes as she relentlessly stimulated me. Her breasts slapped wetly against my groin over and over. The inside of her mouth was scorching hot. It felt like my cock was going to melt. Lee Socheon released the pressure of her breasts and swallowed half my length into her throat.
"Sluuuuurp... mmm... chuuup... chuuup... chuuuurp!"
She sucked my cock with vacuum-like force. My hips bucked on their own. The pleasure made coherent thought impossible. I finally understood. Lee Socheon didn't feel my questions were even worth answering right now. I'd ask Seokho about it later. I gritted my teeth against the rising pleasure.
"Chuuup... chu... sluuuurp! Chu... mmm... chuuup!"
Cum began rising from the base of my cock. I couldn't hold it back any longer.
"Hngh... gulp... chuuup... mmm... gluck... glup... mmm... gluck..."
Lee Socheon bobbed her head in short, careful motions as she slowly pulled upward. And then—
"Puha— hngh... haa... ugh... it tastes... weird..."
She freed my cock from her mouth. Her heavy breathing brushed against the tip. "Hngh... hah... haa..."
Her breasts parted, and long, sticky strands of saliva stretched between them. "Haa... hngh... haa... Are you... satisfied now?"
Lee Socheon asked me. Fuck. What the hell was I supposed to say?
If I hesitated like that, Lee Socheon would—
"Ugh... hngh... that's enough... for now. I'll stop here."
With that, she quickly got to her feet. The taut string of tension snapped, leaving only emptiness. Was it really over?
Lee Socheon hurriedly changed her clothes, then looked down at me. "From now on... don't do it with my sister anymore."
It was an order. I nodded frantically. Lee Socheon quickly left the classroom. Silence settled over the room. She kept messing with my head. Don't do it with her sister?
"Haa..."
It wasn't like I was doing it because I wanted to...
Ugh... hngh... it's more bitter than I expected...
Hiding my flushed face, I ran down the hallway. My lower body still throbbed. It had felt insanely good, but it hurt too. Still, it was fine. If it was for my sister, this kind of trial was nothing! I wouldn't let anyone torment her anymore. This was truly... something I did for my sister. It definitely wasn't because it felt good. Absolutely not.
So, Kim Taeho. From now on... instead of my sister. Only with me. Do it only with me. Be satisfied... with me.
I rolled around on the bed in the mansion. The time was slowly approaching.
"Hoo..."
I'd successfully placed an order for the artifact to give to the puppy. The finished product would arrive in four to seven days. This was just the beginning. I had to find Han Seolah's weakness somehow. It was a matter of survival.
As I continued rolling around on the bed, a text message arrived.
It was my boyfriend. I ignored it. It wasn't that my feelings for him had completely cooled, but honestly, I was disappointed. While the puppy was out there fighting monsters, he was doing nothing but lying around. It was only natural that the puppy seemed far more appealing than my boyfriend right now.
Haa. The phone kept vibrating even after I turned it off. It wouldn't stop. Annoyance began to build. Why was he doing this? The screen lit up. A call?
"Haa..."
I almost hung up... but stopped. If I did, he'd just call again. Suppressing my irritation, I answered.
"Why are you ignoring me?"
"Something came up."
I gave a vague excuse. My boyfriend let out a short sigh and continued.
"I'm starting to get bored. We need a new kind of play."
"...New?"
Reflexively, just a little, my lower body throbbed. A flush rose to my cheeks. No. I couldn't. What was he saying? This was the time to give him the carrot. But suddenly asking for new play?
"Yeah, it's nothing too crazy—"
"I don't want to."
"What?"
The puppy would hate it. Instead of that, I needed to get one step closer to him first.
"...Haa."
My boyfriend sighed.
"Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?"
"Why, do you want to hear it?"
I deliberately sneered. [...]
No response. I asked if he wanted to hear it.
"Never mind."
"Really?"
I see. Right now, the puppy is more important to me than you. That's what I was going to say. It felt a little disappointing.
"Then when are we going to do it?"
"Hmm..."
I was about to say let's not do it at all, but stopped. Once again, my pussy twitched in response.
"Are you never going to do forced wind sex again?"
Sex with the puppy... was the best. Forever? "...No."
I shook my head slightly. In the end, I would do it.
"Then when?"
I fell into thought. The puppy's face came to mind. That slightly pained expression. From deep within my chest, a strange emotion surged upward. After struggling with the dilemma for a while, I finally spoke.
"...When the artifact arrives."
I'll think about it then. Click— I ended the call. In the end, I would do it. I knew that. I knew I was becoming obsessed with sex these days. But why? Why was it that when I thought of the suffering puppy... I felt just a little... reluctant?
I buried my face in the pillow.
"Haa..."
...I'm going crazy.