The Hotel Never Existed
"Junhyuk...?"
Inyoung lifted her head, blinking dazed eyes. A soft glow from the mood lamps tinted the spacious suite in cozy warmth, and the feel of the plush sheets cradling her body melted her skin into languid ease.
When she raised her gaze, she saw Junhyuk standing at the foot of the bed.
It was definitely Junhyuk — and yet somehow he seemed like a stranger.
"What was I just... doing?"
Her mind was as blank as if a thick fog had swept through it. She couldn't remember anything at all — what she'd been doing moments ago, or how she'd come to be face-down on this hotel bed.
Junhyuk answered nothing. He simply looked down at her.
"...Why aren't you saying anything? Did I do something wrong?"
Inyoung crawled to the edge of the bed and knelt before him.
"I'll make you feel good. Okay?"
Smiling sweetly, she undid his buckle and gently caught the firmly fastened zipper between her lips. As the cold metal bit into her lower lip, a strange thrill rippled up her spine.
Junhyuk didn't stop her. He didn't reach out. He just stood there, watching her from above.
Inyoung slowly drew the zipper down with her lips. A heavy heat wafted out through the parting gap. She gripped his trousers and dragged them down below his thighs.
"Haaah..."
Gulp.
She pressed her mouth against the rigid silhouette straining up against his black briefs. Even through the thin fabric, the heat of his cock — veins swollen thick along its length — seared her lips.
Like someone entranced, Inyoung slowly tugged his briefs down.
She cradled his exposed balls softly in her palm and planted light kisses on them. Mwah. Mwah. Each warm breath that touched him made Junhyuk's thighs flinch.
"Mmgh..."
Chup. Jjuup.
Inyoung stretched her tongue out long and licked from the base of his cock all the way up.
Chulup. Chuuup—
She coated the protruding vein in a slick sheen of saliva as she climbed, until the swollen glans was right before her nose.
She swirled her tongue around the tip and sucked, lapping at the slit before sealing her lips around it again and again. A rich, musky scent of flesh flooded her nostrils.
Inyoung opened her mouth wide, jaw nearly dislocating, and took him in. Not even half of him fit.
'Huh...?'
The fullness prodding at her throat felt wrong. Her jaw joint ached from stretching so far it felt like it would tear.
"Ahhgmph...! Ju—Junhyuk... why are you so... big today...?"
Junhyuk's large hand clamped down hard on the back of her head.
"Don't move."
At the low, resolute voice ringing beside her ear, Inyoung's body went rigid.
Gripping her by the hair, Junhyuk began slowly rocking his hips, savoring the inside of her mouth.
Jjeok. Chup.
Saliva bubbled and spilled from the corners of her lips.
The instant Inyoung's eyes began to roll from the strain, Junhyuk drove his hips deep without a shred of hesitation.
Khk!
Shoved in to the root in a single thrust, his cock plugged her throat tight.
Jilkeok, kkulleok, jilkeok!
A merciless piston slammed into her throat again and again.
"Kek, kehok...! Mmph! Uummp...!"
Her breath cut off, her face flushed burning hot.
Inyoung fumbled with both hands, trying to push at Junhyuk's thighs, but his body didn't budge an inch.
Tears welled at the corners of her eyes, and retching convulsed her throat.
Her convulsing throat brought his hips to a halt. His cock seemed to swell to bursting — then hot, viscous fluid came gushing out deep inside her throat.
Kkulleok. Ulkeok. Ulkeok.
The sticky semen flooding her mouth kept coming no matter how many times she swallowed. Inyoung had no choice but to open her throat to survive. The fishy, scalding heat of it sliding down her esophagus clung sourly to her tongue.
Junhyuk slowly drew his cock — slathered in saliva and semen — out of her throat. A long strand of drool stretched between her lips and his glans.
"Kulk! Kek, haa... khek...!"
Face-down on the sheets, Inyoung coughed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. The milky fluid that had run down her chin soaked her knuckles.
"Haa, ha... I swallowed it all... If you just suddenly do that..."
Gasping, she looked up blankly — and at the edge of her blurred vision, Junhyuk's cock, still standing stiff and proud despite having just finished, bobbed above the bridge of her nose.
The plush bed of the hotel suite did not exist.
Where Inyoung knelt was the damp, dark floor of a back alley. Her black stockings had been scraped raw against the coarse asphalt, her knees torn open, red-abraded skin showing through the mesh.
But none of that reality registered in Inyoung's glazed eyes.
A faint smile floated on her unfocused face. Between her red lips, slick with drool and semen, her tongue slid out to meet him like a snake.
I stood looking down at Inyoung, who lay face-down at my feet.
She eats it up so well.
"Lick it clean."
At my one low-spoken word, Inyoung lunged at it as if she'd been waiting. Wrapping both hands around it, she began licking every inch — from what lingered in the folds all the way to the very tip of the glans, her tongue swept over him without missing a spot.
Mwah. Jjok.
The obscene sound of her thick lips sealing over the parted slit and sucking out the leftover semen echoed lewdly through the silent alley. When she'd finished cleaning him completely, Inyoung staggered around and turned her body.
On all fours on the ground, her ass raised high toward me, she hiked up her own skirt. Between her torn stockings and her panties shoved aside, her soaked flesh stood out prominently.
"Junhyuk... yeah? Hurry..."
With trembling fingers, Inyoung spread her folds wide open to either side.
"Ah, haang! Inside... it's so hot... I feel like I'm going crazy...!"
Clear nectar welled out from the parted gap, drenching her perineum and dripping down onto the asphalt. Her flesh was already molten, glistening wet, as if begging to be filled right now.
"Should I, now."
I said it offhandedly and grabbed her ass in one hand. My fingers dug into the flesh, leaving red marks. Inyoung's ass quivered, and she arched her back lower still.
"Put it in... it aches inside... please..."
I pressed my glans roughly against the slick entrance of her pussy.
"Breathe."
Then I drove my hips down in one motion.
Puuk!
"Higik...?!"
With merciless force, my cock burrowed to the hilt in a single stroke. The glans forced its way through the narrow walls and slammed hard against the mouth of her womb.
The shock of being pierced deep inside bent Inyoung's spine. Unable even to scream properly, she threw her head back and shuddered violently.
I gave her no time to adjust.
Pak! Jjeok! Pak!
The dull, percussive cracks of flesh slamming against flesh tore through the damp air of the alley.
Every time I hammered into her ass without mercy, Inyoung's upper body collapsed toward the ground.
Scraped along the rough pavement, her off-shoulder top slid all the way down below her chest.
Tiny grains of asphalt bit into the palms that believed they were clutching bed sheets — but Inyoung didn't even register the pain.
"Hold my... hold my hand, Junhyuk... ah!"
Every thrust against the mouth of her womb made her belly throb dully, and the sensation dragging along her front wall wiped her mind white.
As if searching for something to hold onto, Inyoung reached her hand back with a sob.
She wanted what she always got — fingers laced through hers, a gentle embrace.
But what came back was not a tender touch.
Junhyuk snatched her wrist, wrenched it behind her back, and pressed it into the small of her waist. She couldn't move at all.
"Junhyuk... what's wrong... you're really strange today..."
"Stay still."
"Ahhk! Junhyuk... my—my hand, it hurts...!"
Her wrist pinned, Inyoung had to take it with nothing but her hips raised to receive him.
Every time the thick, long cock crushed and scraped down every fold of her walls, her lower abdomen ached as if it would split. It was violent enough to make her hair stand on end.
"Too deep... it's never been like this before...!"
Pak, pak, jilppok!
Wet, squelching sounds of arousal mixed with the smack of colliding flesh. Without pausing his hips, Junhyuk thrust up into her while his free hand burrowed between Inyoung's legs.
His thumb rubbed her soaked clit. He pressed down hard on the swollen bud — then caught it between two fingers and gave it a light tug.
"Not... ah, not there, don't touch..."
Jjirit—!
"Ah, aaah! Th-there... if you pull it... nnh, aaaang!"
The sensation shooting through her whole body rolled Inyoung's eyes white. Her insides clenched like mad, biting and tearing at the cock buried inside her as if to snap it in two.
"I'm—I'm cumming... uuang, Junhyuk, ah... I can't...!"
Arching her neck back like a beast in heat, Inyoung retched out ragged, broken screams.
Pusheut, pusuut!
A tide burst out of her all at once. Hot fluid splashed over Junhyuk's thighs and the ground.
Inyoung's hips shuddered beyond her control. Drool streamed in long threads from her gaping mouth.
"Hiiit... i-it's pressing all the way into my womb... ang! I can't...!"
"Cum... inside... Junhyuk, inside me...!"
While Inyoung floundered dazed in the aftershocks of her climax, the hips that had been crushing her stopped dead. His glans sealed itself tight against her convulsing cervix.
Ulkeok! Kkulleok, kkulleok!
Through the spasming grip of her flesh, an enormous load of semen came pouring in. The hot seed filled her womb to the very brim.
Junhyuk ground out the last drop deep inside her, then slowly drew his hips back.
Ulkeok— jureureuk.
As his cock slid free, Inyoung's body crumpled limply to the ground.
"Hik... uung... it feels... so good..."
Inyoung's body shivered in fine tremors. The gaping hole between her legs couldn't close, puckering open and shut.
Jilcheok, ulkeok.
Unswallowed clumps of milky-white semen tangled with frothy nectar and trickled out in a stream. Through the sullying pink flesh, sticky fluids ran down her thighs, dripping drop by drop.
Junhyuk — without even zipping up — slowly raised his hand.
Then he brought his palm down on Inyoung's ass without mercy.
Jjaaak—!