Reverse Pile Driver Sex
-Splurt, spurt. White, sticky fluid soils Han Seyoung's silver hair and pale skin. It was an intensely depraved sight, but I couldn't bring myself to enjoy watching it.
I'm gonna get hit... by Han Seyoung...! Oblivious to my burning inner turmoil, Lisa grinned from ear to ear as she gently stroked my hair. Her slender fingers delved into the strands, then gripped tight, forcibly turning my head.
"Mmgh...?!"
A rough tongue invaded my mouth. It ravaged every corner, claiming my entire oral cavity. I thrashed and pushed against her to break free, but she clung to me like a cicada on an old tree trunk, refusing to budge.
-Grope, grope, grope, grope.
"Ugh, ah... stop touching me...!!"
"Hee hee hee... Feel how soft and squishy this ass is. Han Seyoung must've groped it every day, huh? Well, it's mine now."
With that, Lisa grabbed my thighs and hoisted me up effortlessly. Caught off guard by the sudden lift into the air, I instinctively wrapped my arms around her neck.
"H-Hey, warn me before you—!"
"What's this? Holding me like I'm precious? Does that mean you're finally giving your body and heart to me?"
"It's because you...!"
Seeing her smug, vile grin made my blood boil, and words tumbled out before I could stop them.
"Then let go if you hate it so much?"
"Fine, letting go r—whoa!"
The moment I released my grip, Lisa tilted her upper body forward slightly. My body lurched backward. My lower half was still held firm by her hands, so I didn't flip completely, but my upper body dangled precariously, on the verge of falling.
"Ugh... put me down! Put me down!"
In the end, I had no choice but to cling to her neck again. All I could manage was weakly pounding her head in feeble resistance.
Truth be told, at this distance, I could bash her skull hard enough to give her a concussion.
Yeah, I'm not like those other pathetic dickless guys. I could escape this situation anytime. It's just that evil bitch Han Seyoung dug this trap for me...
Once I get strong enough, Han Seyoung's the first one I'm going after...! I'll ram my cock into her pussy by force and make her squeal beneath me!
As I puffed up my chest with grand delusions, a rough wooden wall pressed against my back. My body shifted downward slightly, and my throbbing cock brushed against Lisa's pussy entrance.
"Wait, this position... n-no..."
-Squelch!
This is the 'pile driver' position from porn... I never thought I'd be on the receiving end...! What kind of forced rape is this...!!!
-Squelch, squelch... glurk, squish.
"Hoo... a bit awkward, but fucking a guy like this is the best. I get to see that look of despair up close."
"Let me go, please... I never even did this position with my wife..."
It felt like my cock might slip out at any moment in this uncomfortable pose, but Lisa's pussy clamped down tight on my fleeing shaft, preventing any escape. Her greedy folds slurped and devoured it ravenously.
"Hnnng... ah...♥ So good. That face biting back moans, this cock size... everything's perfect."
"Ughhh, hnn, hnnngh..."
Hold on. Why am I even trying to stifle these leaking moans? I tried to let them out freely, but my body betrayed me, clamping my mouth shut. Moans seeped through my fingers anyway—why half-ass the job?
Is this some fucked-up occupational hazard? Probably because the 'wife' beside me—Han Seyoung—might wake up if I moan too loud... And this just turns Lisa on even more?
"Wow... every little thing you do just screams 'rape me'?"
"Hah, hah... stop... now..."
"Stop? Hell no! Time to fuck you for real!"
-Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
Her pussy, which had been slowly sucking me in, suddenly picked up speed. Lisa's face melted into a hazy, lust-drunk expression as she locked eyes with me and whispered.
-Thud, thud, thud!
Each thrust of her hips slammed me against the wall. It shook like it might collapse, and pain started blooming in my back.
"Hnnnng... that pleasure-melted face is delicious... Now drop your hand and scream properly."
"Ah! Uuuugh!! Ack, haa...!"
"Puhahaha! What the hell kinda retarded moans are those?"
Prodded by her demands, my stupid body unleashed a torrent of moans—grotesque, comical sounds just like the ones I made during sex with Han Seyoung.
-Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
Pussy juices splattered everywhere from her depths. The wooden floor soaked it up, darkening to a deep brown. Her inner walls tightened mercilessly, grinding my cock to pieces.
"Mmgh...!"
"How's it feel getting fucked by a total stranger right in front of your beloved wife?"
"Dunnooo..."
"Huh? Say it. Whose pussy feels better? Say it!"
Obviously Han Seyoung's. You call that a question?
Of course, Lisa's had gotten stronger too, delivering solid pleasure even against my building resistance. But compared to Seyoung's pussy, which blanked my mind on insertion? Nothing.
"Lisa's pussy feels betterrr!!"
"Damn... betraying your wife that quick?"
"I dunnooo! Pussy, more pussy nooow!!"
Are these even words I'd say? This isn't a skill—it's a curse! If I'd picked some pretty-boy class by mistake, my life would've been ruined. The thought sends shivers down my spine.
"Watching a man crumble to pleasure is always such a delight."
"Give me a baby!!! Knock me up!!!"
"Yeah, yeah, dump it all inside me."
"Cummingggg...!"
-Splurt!
Semen erupted from my cock. Being fucked in this straining position wrecked my shoulders and arms. Even with boosted strength stats, this pose is brutal.
[+100 RP]
[Stats rise minimally due to growth limit.]
[Stats have risen! Magic +1]
[Copying Lisa Irene's 'Transformation']
[Transformation: Awakens the hidden power of a demonkin.]
Demonkin? Was this woman a demon? She looks like a normal human. So when Han Seyoung talked about fighting for justice, that meant hunting demons?
As complicated questions swirled, movement stirred from behind.
"Oh? Already awake?"
"You..."
"Sorry, but it's too late~? Your husband's been conquered by my pussy ages ago."
"Wasn't talking to you. Baek Siwoo! Get out from there."
I decided to obey meekly. Raising my left hand, I smashed my fist into the crown of Lisa's head.
-Crack!
A watermelon-splitting sound echoed as Lisa staggered. Even with my pathetic dick status, a punch from 34 Strength shattered pottery like nothing.
"Gahk. Y-You little shit...!"
Stunned by the sudden headshot, Lisa's grip slackened, dropping me.
-Thud!
I crashed face-first onto the floor.
"Ugh..."
"How was my man? Tasty?"
"H-How... are you even... standing? I heard you were weak to booze..."
Before Lisa could finish, a fist slammed into her face.
-Crunch!
Bone-shattering sounds chilled the air.
"Don't stall with questions."
"Kkh, heh... too late. The moment I heard you stir. You've got Transformation now."
"That so?"
-Thwack!
Han Seyoung's foot drove into Lisa's back. She planted it on the spine and bore down.
-Crackle, pop, snap!
A gruesome rupture echoed from her waist—exactly the sound that shouldn't.
"Gaaaah!!! Why isn't Transformation working?!!!"
"Quit squirming like a roach. You're not dying clean."
-Crunch, crackle, snap!
Nothing but sickening noises from her waist for a while. Lisa thrashed desperately to escape from below, but Han Seyoung's brute strength was overwhelming.
"Guh, urk..."
Thus, amid excruciating agony, her spine snapped, and she died.
"..."
The woman I'd just shared intimacy with met a gruesome end. I knew Han Seyoung would kill her, but not this brutally.
Not that I feel any guilt.
I've noticed it before—this kid's body is like a broken machine. In my old life, I'd feel guilt over a death. What the hell's in this tiny head that I'm unfazed even now? And who was the original owner?
Fuck it, don't overthink. It's my body now.
No more questions about it. Even if the previous owner shows up, I ain't giving it back.
-Squirm, squirm.
Suddenly, blood gushed from Lisa's corpse, writhing as it traced a pentagram around her body.
-Flash!
Black hands erupted from the pentagram, enveloping her. Then, like sinking into quicksand, her body plunged into the earth.
"What the...?"
"Sent back where she belongs."
Han Seyoung wiped the semen from her face with her sleeve.
Won't she let the bukkake slide? Thank god.
"Just as I figured. Sucked up her remaining mana, so no Transformation."
"Wait, what the hell just happened...?"
"Too complicated to explain precisely... Simple terms: this bitch was demonkin. A real vile cunt too."
The black hands devoured her flesh entirely. Han Seyoung lit a cigarette with a flick of her lighter—click-hiss—and sat in a chair.
"She ran some demon alumni club called the Devil Guild or whatever, monopolizing jobs and shit. You wouldn't get it anyway, so skipping."
"Ah, okay."
"Back when we crossed paths as mercs in that war, I just took her eye and let her live. She probably thinks I went easy, but nah... Demonkin, especially hers, Transformation is near-invincible."
Oho, good news for me? I copied Transformation too—maybe I'll use it someday.
Han Seyoung flicked ash onto her clothes and crossed her legs. My eyes were drawn to her perfect calves.
"For demonkin, mana is like a car key. Born with a tiny bit from the start, but enough for Transformation is all they need."
"So what you targeted was...?"
"Yup. Your level drain sucked her mana to zero. No key, no engine."
That's why only I could do it. But draining just the mana... Is Han Seyoung lucky or unlucky?
"Anyway, to kill demonkin proper, you gotta invade the demon realm and off the real body. What I crushed was just a puppet."
Demonkin, demon realm... Related to that crazy angel's 'hero candidates'? Heroes in stories always slay demons...
"So the 'heroes' from the tutorial...?"
"Yeah, beings who slay the demonkin king, the 'Demon King'. We candidates could become one anytime."
Hero, huh... Too busy surviving to think about it till now.
"Good. Two left now? That bitch nearly got her jaw smashed pretending to be chummy earlier."
But they seemed pretty friendly for that.
"Oh yeah, you dared cum on my face while I was 'asleep'?"
"Hiiieek!!!"
Guess it didn't slide after all. Shit!