The Bitch in the Sheets
Slowly, ever so slowly, my aunt lifted her upper body and leaned back against the headboard. The mattress sank deep under the weight of her elbows. I gripped her hips, aligning the head of my cock with her slit. I could feel the warmth. Her cunt, contracting and relaxing, damp and pulsing—a tight, wet little mouth that was only just beginning to accommodate me.
My heart was pounding like a drum.
As much as she was struggling, I was just as bad. No, I was definitely worse. The same bitch-hole that had been grinding against the bathroom wall was right here, laid bare before me. She was going to get fucked soon. By her nephew’s cock, completely helpless...
“Are you... relaxing your muscles?”
“Yes. I’m... I’m trying.”
“Are you that scared?”
“...My body, it feels so strange. I think it’s the alcohol. So, just... please, just think about going slowly. Okay...?”
Now that the moment of penetration was actually upon us, her true feelings seemed to be leaking out. Or perhaps it was just an instinctive defense mechanism? I didn’t know. But one thing was certain: the little slit between her quivering panties truly wanted to be filled. From the feverish heat radiating off her body to the deep crimson flush creeping up to her earlobes, and even the way she looked at me—like a bitch in heat—everything about her was screaming, ‘Fuck me.’ Please, just do it.
*Schlick—*
The head of my cock pushed forward.
*Schloop.*
The sound of wetness. Her slit was trembling incessantly. It opened timidly. A soft, whimpering “Hk...” escaped her lips from above. I was witnessing that fucking erotic spectacle with every passing second. The head of my cock slowly parting her flesh. The way it was trying to force its way in. It was difficult. I had to struggle to push through the tight, resistant meat.
*Nnnngh—*
The flesh around the tip of my cock bulged slightly to the sides as it pushed in.
“Are you sure you’re relaxing? Try to let go even more.”
“It’s hard. I don’t think it’ll fit... My body is just so strange, Doha...”
“Was Uncle’s a bit small?”
At that, she flinched, and I could feel her cunt twitching through the condom.
“Lift your hips a little.”
Even though her face was bright red with shame, she lifted her hips just enough to be barely noticeable.
Damn it. Was that even lifting?
Her cunt was already soaked, making lewd, squelching sounds, but the moment my cock touched her, she was so terrified that she instinctively clamped down hard.
I grabbed her crotch and adjusted my shaft to get the right angle. This way? If I go this way, will it slide in better? Ah. *Sluuuurp, schloooop...* A low moan of “Haaah” escaped her. She was trembling from head to toe. A little bit of the head had finally entered. Finally.
She let out a ragged breath. Then, she pulled her elbows back and clutched her forehead with both hands. I could see her armpits. They were slightly obscured by her forearms, but...
“Ha, hahk, I’m really going crazy... Ah, I’m really going crazy, Doha... Why on earth am I doing this with you...”
“I get it, just lift your hips a little more.”
“...My h-hips? It’s hard. I don’t think I can do that. Let’s rest for a bit, Doha. Okay?”
She was talking crazy.
“Just a little more. So, just relax.”
“Okay... How, how am I supposed to do it?”
“Put your arms down, grab the floor, and lift your hips. Raise your legs.”
“L-like this?”
She spread her legs slightly and stood on her tiptoes. She was putting so much effort into it that even her calves were tensed up.
“Yeah. Just like that for a second.”
I gripped her crotch even deeper. It was a mess of sweat and pre-cum. Her hip joints. I pushed the head of my cock in a little further.
“Hnnngh...”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. A, a little.”
“I’m going to push in more.”
“Go slowly... slowly...”
“Relax more.”
“O, okay. My head is clearing up from the alcohol just because of you. You really are...”
That was when it happened.
“...Re, really...”
It wasn’t going in, so I was thinking about using my hand to loosen her up a bit more. *Cluck—* The head of my cock finally breached the wet inner walls and sank in. But the problem was what happened next. I had used too much force. *Szzzzzz-schloop—* It slid in. *Schup—* ...It was in.
“...Hk.”
I was feeling every single sensation. The way my cock forced its way through, piercing the obstructive flesh, sinking in with a deep *kuh-kuh—*. The sticky inner walls. They clamped down—*kwoooook—*—to the extreme. I had ruthlessly plowed through the tight muscle walls that were wrapping around my cock, and finally, I pushed the head all the way to the end...
*Clunk.* I felt my cock hit something.
“Hiiik...”
A sharp intake of breath.
“Hk, hnnngh...”
She had been trembling as she held her legs open to be fucked, but now she stood even more on her tiptoes, straining. Her thighs were spasming. Her hands, which had been pressing against the bed, splayed out and grabbed the sheets for dear life. She was gripping them so hard her knuckles were turning white.
“Aaaaah...”
The vaginal walls clinging to my shaft began to pulse—no, it was as if they had become a living, breathing creature. Maybe ‘throbbing’ was a better word. The pressure was intense, almost too intense.
“Hh, ha...”
Her mouth hung open, and she panted shallowly. The slightly louder moan from before seemed to have slipped out because she couldn’t hold it back anymore. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead. Her eyes were wide, staring straight at me.
Above all, it was her core.
Because she was leaning back against the headboard with her upper body hunched, her stomach was slightly folded. It twitched minutely, as if she were straining every muscle. She wanted to maintain this state. I was sure of it. Because my cock was wedged like a club into her narrow, tight insides, she had simply frozen. She had to adapt. She was bewildered.
“......”
But I didn’t move either.
The sense of conquest and depravity was rising through my lower body, enough to cloud my mind, so I just looked down at her body, impaled by mine, and trembled. That was all I did, but she slowly lifted her head. She scrambled her whole body, let out a “Kuhhhk” sound, and clamped her legs together.
And then it happened.
“Aaaaaaaah—!”
A sound erupted from her glistening lips.
A moan that made my head go blank.
“Hhh, ugh, ah... ah... aaaaaugh!”
That wasn’t the end. Her head tilted back even further, as if she couldn’t take it anymore. Her tiptoes, which had been barely supporting her, gave way. Her tightly clenched legs trembled, her upper body balance collapsed—
“Aaaaaaaaah...!”
Her arms, still clutching the sheets, shuddered in an instant.
“Hiiik, hk! Haaah, haaah! Aaaah, ah! Aaaah...!”
Steep, ragged breaths that she couldn’t hold back. For a moment, it was as if she were hyperventilating; she kept heaving her chest, “Hk, hiiik, hiiik.”
Fuck. ...This is insane, fuck.
“Ah... Aunt... ha...”
The vaginal walls touching my shaft became slick in an instant. It felt as if those living, breathing walls were tickling me. Most of all, I felt it intensely at the head of my cock. Her butt muscles were twitching and contracting, and her hole was clamping down hard.
“Hiiik... Do... Do... Hiiik...! Hnnngh!”
Was it because it hurt? Was she doing this because of the pain? Or was it because her clitoris was being crushed against my lower abdomen? Or was it just the insertion itself?
...I don’t know.
I didn’t even want to calculate it.
“...Ah, wow. Wow... fuck.”
I’m going to cum. Wow, fuck... I’m already going to cum, what do I do? In the midst of the urge to ejaculate, where even the slightest movement would make me lose it, I looked at her, my arms trembling as I supported my weight.
“Ahhhhk. Aaaaah, aaaaah... aaaaah....”
The sight of her body convulsing and moaning even though I wasn’t moving.
Watching that obscenely lewd sight, I finally realized. It wasn’t about Uncle or any of that. The reason she had been so desperate to stop the insertion, the sex, the act of being fucked like a bitch—it was because she was so aroused she couldn’t control herself.
“Do, hk, Do, hnnngh!”
She shook her head wildly and looked up at me.
“Haaah, Do, Doha... hnnngh.”
The way she called out to me, her chin trembling. The urge to cum surged. ...Hold it. Doha, hold it. You can’t cum now. I have to watch this bitch-slut play out her lewdness to the very end. Hey, Lee Doha, you fucking psycho. Don’t you dare cum.
“Ha, huuuuh...”
I let out a groan and, without moving, pressed my body down onto hers. Every inch of her sweat-slicked skin touched my upper body. The sound of her pounding heart was louder than anything else. Her heart was thumping against my chest as if it were trying to beat its way out. Because of that, my own pulse raced just as fast.
‘...Fuck.’
I had achieved the desire I’d only imagined until now. I wanted to fuck her like a beast, but I couldn’t because I was on the verge of cumming. Ah, seriously, Mother... I’m dying. My cock is being squeezed so hard I’m going to explode.
“Aunt, relax. I’m going crazy with arousal too... It’s okay to put your hips down. Just relax.”
“H, hi... hi...? Hi, hips?”
“Yeah. Just let them down.”
“L-like this? H, hnnngh! Doha, Doha... Aunt feels strange... so strange...”
“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m not moving right now, so it’s slowly getting better, right?”
“Yes. Yes. Hiiik... hk... It’s, it’s hard. It’s hard to breathe.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Try lowering your hips. A little more. It’s fine, just do it.”
“Uuuung... haaah, hahk!”
She slowly lowered her rigid hips. Fluid leaked out from between her cunt lips. Even though she was still clutching the sheets with both arms, she was now effectively being held in my arms as I embraced her.
“Spread your legs more. It’s okay.”
“I, it’s strange. I, I don’t think I can do that, Doha. Aunt, what do I do?”
“Haa, fuck...”
At my curse, her thighs tightened even further.
“Hnnng...”
I didn’t mean to curse. It was just... I was so turned on... it just came out. I lifted my body again and let out a long “Haaaaah.”
“I’m going to move... for now.”
“W, wait...”
Without a word, I pulled back. And then—*Schlick-cluck-cluck!*—I slammed back in. At that moment, her hips flailed.
“Haaaaaaah! H, hiiik...!”
I thrust my hips while still inside. The flesh walls clung to my cock as tightly as a lewd whore’s. *Szzzz-schloop—* I minutely twisted the head of my cock. She shrieked.
I continued to rotate my hips minutely, grinding the head of my cock against her. She was busy thrusting her hips back at me on her own. I grabbed her pelvis and pressed down hard, fixing her body so she couldn’t thrash around.
“Uh-huuugh, aaaahk! Ah, nooo! Nooo...!”
“Huuuh... I’m going to start moving now.”
“W, wait! Slo, slowly! Slo, slowly!”
*Schloop-schloop—*
“Eeeek-hiiik!”
My cock was more than two-thirds of the way out. It made a thick, viscous sound as if the moisture had been absorbed and it was perfectly sealed. As if I were whispering into her ear, she trembled delicately, her whole body shaking.
“Ah, ahhhhk! I, I told you to go slowly! Slowly!”
“Can you wrap your legs around my thighs? Lift your hips again.”
“Ugh, hnnngh... L, like this...?”
“No, don’t just lift your hips. Just... ha, take your feet off the bed.”
“M, my feet, no. I can’t take them off. I, I can’t. Absolutely not...”
To thrust comfortably, her pelvis needed to be pressed against mine. But she wasn’t doing that. Whether it was because she was overcome with pleasure and excitement, or because she was terrified, she just kept her legs spread and stood on the sheets like a statue.
I glanced down. My cock was buried past the vaginal opening. It kept throbbing, unable to stop. I had to fuck her... I had to keep working this cock. When I reached for her ankles, she spasmed and unconsciously slammed her knees into my sides.
“Ah, Do, Doha...”
Fuck.
I decided to just force it. I reached under her hips and hoisted her upper body up, embracing her completely.
“Ah, hnnngh!”
I let her body collapse onto the pillows. Naturally, her thighs draped over mine.
Our faces were less than a foot apart. From a position similar to a seated face-to-face, we were finally in a proper missionary position. Perhaps because her weight shifted as her posture broke, *Szz-kuh-kuh—*, my shaft pushed another inch into her, regardless of my own will.
“Ugh-huuuuugh! Ahhhhk!”
She panted as if it were genuinely difficult.
So, I stopped.
Crazy.
...I almost came.
For a moment, I felt our pounding heartbeats through our pressed bodies, and through my cock.
Should I just cum?
I had another round in me anyway. I could just cum and keep fucking.
No.
No...
I changed my mind.
I wasn’t some premature ejaculator.
I took a deep breath and slowly pulled my cock out again. *Schloop-buh-buh...* The vaginal walls clung to me stickily. *Puh-uh—!* The sound of the flesh walls.
“Ahhhhk! Aaaaah! Haaah!”
The viscosity was so strong that both inserting and withdrawing were stiff. It was even worse because of the small condom size.
I lifted one of her legs. She thrashed violently as if to resist, but that was all. I pressed my palm against her stomach, which was skewed at an angle, and fixed it in place before thrusting my hips. Fuck... I barely managed to hold back the ragged breaths escaping my lips...
“Do, Doha... ahhhhk-hnnngh...!”
I looked down at her distorted face.