The Fake Counselor Dreams of the Sunny Side (6)
"Oppa... whyyy...? Why'd you stoppp...?"
"Hold on. Let's change positions."
"Positiooon? Ungh, I'm tireeed... just hold meee...."
"Stay still. I'll make it feel even better."
I grabbed her whining hips and flipped her over with a flick. Her body, limp from the booze, was easy to handle.
"On your stomach."
"Ungh... like thiiis...?"
She obeyed without a fuss. Gripping the headboard, she knelt with her ass raised high. Perfect—this left my hands free, ideal for checking my phone screen while thrusting.
"Yeah, that's it. Ass higher."
"Hii... embarrassinggg... my ass is all outtt...?"
"Yeah, great view. Looks pretty."
I smacked her pale, firm ass with one hand.
Smack—!
"Kyaa! Ah! Oppa...!"
Savoring the jiggling waves of flesh, I lined my cock up with her rear entrance again. It glistened with her juices, winking invitingly.
"Here we go again."
"Ungh! Put it in! Fill me uup...!"
Squish—
"Haaang—!!"
I thrust to the hilt in one go, and Park Min-jeong threw her head back with a wail. From behind, it hit deeper, right up to her cervix. Her inner walls clenched tight around my shaft, the sensation vivid.
"Haa... ngh...!"
I snatched my phone with one hand, gripping her waist firm with the other. Then I started moving my hips—slow, rhythmic.
Thud, thud, squelch—! Thud!
"Ah! Aaang! Oppa! Feels so gooood... haang, ngh... huung!"
"Hoo... stay still. Oppa's busy."
Good, finally in the messages.
Smack! Thud! Squelch!
Not a lie, really. In a way, she's so worn out she can't even think straight.
"Haaang! Ang! Oppa! There! Right there feels gooood! Uheeek!"
Park Min-jeong's moans grew louder. She ground her ass against my thighs, craving harder stimulation.
Slam, slam, slam—!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Uwaaang! Crazy! I'm going craaazy!!"
Sharp reply—she'd been waiting, phone in hand.
Hook set perfectly.
Good. Minor hiccups aside, original goals met.
As I smirked inwardly—
"Huuuk... Oppa... who're you... textinggg...?"
Park Min-jeong twisted back, whining. Tears welled in her glazed eyes. She hated me not focusing on her.
What a pain.
"Working, so stay put. I'll spoil you soon."
"Nooo... look at me only... spoil me noow... ungh!"
She clenched her ass. Her pussy muscles contracted, gripping my cock like they refused to let go.
Gurgle, squeeze...!
"Kgh...!"
I knew what happened when a magical girl clenched for real—Seo-yul had taught me well.
I tossed the phone, seized her hips with both hands.
"Time for punishment."
"Punish...?! Uwaaang! Ang! Ah! Oppa! I, I was wrooong!♡"
I pounded mercilessly.
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam—!
"Kyaaaaak! Ah! Ahng, huut, cumming! I'm cummiiing! Oppaaa!"
Her scream hit, walls spasming wildly. Entrance tightened, squeezing my shaft like it wanted to devour it. Climax.
I pulled back at the perfect moment.
"Hiiik?!"
As I slipped out, her pussy gaped, clenching air. Held-back juices burst free.
Squirt. Splurt splurt. Spuuush—!
Clear, sticky fluid sprayed the sheets. Her ass quivered mid-air in convulsions.
"Heuk, huuk, again, cumming, huuuk..."
Juices streamed between pale cheeks, soaking her thighs. Utterly obscene.
No rest, though. I'd held back ejaculation—any slack, and I'd flood her.
I pressed my glans to her slick entrance again.
Squish—!
"Oouuk...!"
Her hypersensitive post-orgasm walls ravaged roughly, body flopping like a live fish.
Ignoring it, I scraped her clenching depths relentlessly, slamming to the end.
Spluuush—!
Cervix caught, pushed inward by my glans.
"Hiiiik! Uoook...! Th-there... haaak...!"
She clawed the headboard, head thrashing. Eyes rolled back, whites showing. Drool soaked the pillow.
"Oppa... hurts... no, gooood... ugh! Too biiig...!"
Ass flesh rippled like waves.
"Hoo..."
I wiped sweat from my brow. No lie if I said it wasn't tough.
Bigger issue, though.
Absorb poison qi.
Usually 1-2 hours post-treatment. Muscles twist, bones crunch—digesting the poison qi.
Tonight, two doses at once.
Bigger pleasure, bigger reward. High risk, high return—but even now, sweat poured.
But.
"Oooook! Ungh! Oppa! There! Scrape there! Uheeek!"
Watching her buck wildly below, worries evaporated.
Fuck it.
If unaware, fine—but this was my choice.
To solidify as magical girl counselor, needed faster growth anyway.
I yanked her waist flush against me.
"Min-jeong-ah."
"Ungh...?"
"Clench harder."
"Cl-clenching alreaaady...."
She pouted.
"Not that—you're a magical girl."
"Magiiical... girrrl...?"
"Yeah. Control your pussy muscles at will."
I gripped her hips, commanding.
"Mold to my cock perfectly. No gaps, clamp tight."
Like Seo-yul unnie.
That time teetered pleasure-pain, but no sex ever felt better.
Park Min-jeong blinked blankly, then complied.
Gurgle, wriggle... squeeze...
"Huuung...! W-weird... insides... moving on their oown...!"
Her pussy writhed like a living thing. Every fold adhered precisely to my contours.
Like casting plaster.
"Ugh...!"
Mind-blowing suction—no air escaped. Her flesh molded perfectly to me.
"Hoo, good girl."
"Hiik! Ungh! Oppa... too full... gonna buuust...!"
"Not enough. More."
I pulled back slow, slammed heavy.
Squelch, cling... squish—!
"Ook?! Uoook...!"
Beastly moan no woman should make. Molded walls dragged impossibly on my glans.
Interlocked flesh scraped wildly by the thick head.
"Haa... fucking killer."
I clutched her sweat-slick ass, thrusting full force.
Along her custom 'path', unimpeded, scraping relentlessly.
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Kyaaaak! Ah! Ah! Scraping! Insides scraping raw! Uheeek! I'm breaking! Head going whiiite! Oooook...!"
She raked sheets with nails, thrashing.
Her muscles fought to hold my glans, but I forced through, back and forth.
Thud! Squelch! Cling! Thud!
Sound different. Full, flesh-on-flesh collision—no voids.
Without her juices as lube, friction would've burned.
"Oppa! I! Gonna cum agaaain! Ungh! Aaang!"
"Don't hold. Just cum."
"Nooo! Together! Cum togetheer! Uwaaang!"
She arched back, clinging. Neck sweat-glossed under streetlight.
My limit too. Urethra tingled, hot lava boiled in gut. Goosebumps, toes curled.
"Hoo... cumming. Take it."
"Yes! Give it! Oppa's stuff! Hot stuff! Uoook...!"
I crushed her hips, final thrust deepest.
Sploooosh—!
"Hiiik—!!♡"
Cervix snapped open; everything poured.
Spurt! Spuuuurt! Spuuuurrrt! Splurt. Spluuurt. Spluuuuur—!
"Haaaaang! Ang! Ah! So hooot! Belly! Belly burniiing! Oooook...!!♡"
Insane volume—like scraping every drop from my balls, filling her gulp by gulp.
Each pulse, her walls contracted, sucking it all in.
Magical girl pussy indeed...
"Haa... haa... haa..."
I collapsed atop her back. Strength drained. Vision spun, heart thundered.
She too—twitching under me, ragged breaths. Messy fluids dribbled between thighs, soaking sheets.
"Total mess..."
I swept back sweaty hair, laid her flat. She was out cold, blissful smile on lips.
Wanna sleep too. But...
Two doses poison qi. Level-up time.
Survive this, mana circuit grows another step.
I chugged fallen water bottle.
"Alright, let's see if I can tough it out."
Prep done, agony hit fast.
"Uuuuk...!"
Horrific pain from innards ravaged whole body.
Crack. Snap.
"Kruuuk, heuk...!"
Rolled off bed, writhed on floor. Like dismantling and reassembling bones and flesh.
This was 'poison qi digestion'.
Absorbing magical girls' corruption desire, my mana circuit burning impurities.
Double. Double reward. Double pain! Circuit screaming!
"Fuck... shit, really... mercy... uwaaak!"
Cold sweat poured. Heart pounded erratic, battering ribs.
Muscles twisted, veins swelled, crushing whole body. Needle pricks stabbed every nerve.
"Damn, hurts too muuuch...!"
Felt like hours. Days. Eternal torment.
Only when Park Min-jeong's steady breaths mocked peacefully—
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Pain receded like a lie.
I sprawled starfish on floor, staring ceiling.
Boiling blood cooled, twisted muscles eased to pleasant languor. Body heavy as wet cotton, yet refreshingly clear.
Poison qi digested. Sweet reward after agony.