Pink Head (5)
If they went to the hotel, that obsessive bastard would definitely track them down by calling one by one. So the two of them had come to an old motel tucked away in the corner of the city.
They paid the fee and slipped quietly into the cheap room with its mottled red lighting. The walls were plastered with mirrors right around the bed, the kind that had clearly seen many a couple tangle up in the sheets. A stale, musty stench lingered in the air, as if the room had been sleeping for a long time.
“Ah, I’m a bit drunk already.”
Erika, the pink-haired beauty who kept glancing at Kang-jun’s every move, dived headfirst into her fake drunken act. Of course he ignored her. He loosened his tie with a single tug and sent it flying toward the bathroom. After a quick brush and rinse, he came back, found Erika rummaging through her bag, and gave her a thumbs-up toward the room.
“Ah, oh.”
While Erika was inside, Kang-jun fired up his phone. A flood of notifications exploded across the screen with terrifying force. He ignored them all and immediately dialed the number. Rings. Not even one full ring. The obsessive bastard picked up.
“You, you little shits—! Where the hell are you right now?!”
“Ah, I’m about to take a bath and sleep.”
“…What? At home? With your aunt?”
The man’s voice suddenly dropped. He’d realized he’d misspoken.
“Taking a bath, yeah. Not sure.”
“Did you go to your house?”
“Room.”
“…I misread the situation. Sorry. Did your aunt go home safely?”
“Just a sec.”
Kang-jun marched right up to the bathroom door. Sshhh. The sound of running water filled the room.
“That’s my aunt washing herself. You’re taking a bath right now.”
“You bastard—! You filthy—!”
The obsessive man howled.
“Ah, sorry. That was a bit too direct.”
“You, you, if you so much as lay a finger on my aunt—”
“Why so tense, amateur? You said we’d fuck and make it work, didn’t you? The world isn’t easy to feed yourself in, is it?”
“Shut your mouth! Shut your fucking mouth! Where are you? Right now—where exactly?!”
“Room, obviously.”
“Fuck… Please. Just don’t touch my aunt. Okay?”
“You seem confused. Your aunt was the one who suggested we meet.”
“Don’t lie! My aunt wouldn’t do that!”
“Well, whether you believe it or not is your problem.”
At that moment the water cut off.
“Ah, my aunt finished bathing. I’ll hang up now. …Or should I go live on stream?”
“Shut up, you bastard! If I catch you, I won’t be gentle! I’m really fucking pissed!”
“Ending the call.”
“Wait! Wait! Listen, I’m begging you. Without my aunt I can’t live. Really. Please send her off nicely, okay?”
“Who said I wouldn’t send her? Just borrow her for a day, will you?”
“Ya—! I want to see what a fucking mess you’re in?!”
“Why would I want to see your mess? I’m hanging up.”
“Wait! Just a—!”
Kang-jun ended the call and turned his phone off. That should’ve broken his mental state a little.
(Coupon 10 gifts! lmao lol)
(Thanks a lot, Oppa! lol lol) ;
This flea-sucking bastard!
Suddenly, Jang Hye-yeon’s bruised heart felt painfully clear. Sorry. From now on I’ll cut back a little.
Kang-jun had already stripped off his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed. His cock was rock-hard, standing straight toward the sky, desperately seeking somewhere to pierce.
Creak. The bathroom door opened, thick steam billowing out. Wearing a thin white robe, hair still damp and tousled, she turned toward Kang-jun and froze like a statue. She hadn’t expected him to be completely naked.
Kang-jun had turned off the cheap red lights earlier and left the bright ones on. His muscular body and the monstrous weapon between his legs were impossible to hide, even when sitting. The dominance was overwhelming.
The pink head was genuinely shocked, mouth hanging open. She had imagined how Kang-jun’s dick would feel—while humming a dirty song in the shower—but every expectation had been shattered.
Among everything she’d ever seen, this was the absolute best. Terrifyingly huge. Erika’s mouth kept twitching as she deliberately looked away.
Insane.
No, on that face? That dick? It should’ve looked like Kang Ji-hoon’s tiny pink thing. Erika’s brain simply stopped. She stood there, unable to move.
“What are you doing? Take it off.”
“Eh? Ah…”
Kang-jun focused his gaze on her crotch. Please be there. Please.
Pink head mission failed.
Erika’s crotch was completely bare once she removed her robe. Clearly she’d trimmed everything because of a bikini. …She’d expected it, but she still sighed.
Well, what could she do? She’d been a little annoyed that it was black, but she’d planned to skip that part. She would still go hard.
The pink head had been completely overwhelmed the moment she laid eyes on Kang-jun’s erect cock. It wasn’t like her at all.
She’d always taken cute little pinks. This grotesque monster didn’t match her at all. Something felt off. She’d picked the wrong one.
“Sit here next to me.”
“Okay…”
Erika sat demurely beside him. When she lowered her head, a glimpse of his cock flashed into her peripheral vision. Wow, insane. This is really—
With this size, it should’ve been noticeable even through pants. How could he hide it so perfectly?
All the playful thoughts of how to make him excited vanished like a lie. She was scared to speak. She’d die if it went in. Her body was already smaller than average.
No matter how many men she’d taken, there was a limit. She had no idea what her capacity was. Especially in recent years—while she was getting older, she’d only fucked cute little pinks.
“Why are you so hard, huh?”
“Ah, ah… A bit big, isn’t it?”
“Yeah? I haven’t seen anyone bigger than me yet.”
“Eh, really? It’s big. Really big.”
“Don’t worry. Not everyone can take it all.”
Hearing that made Erika even more terrified. He was saying he’d fit all of it? The jiggle in the middle would be a problem too.
“Lie down.”
She slowly climbed onto the bed and lay down. Her breasts were average A-cup, a bit smaller than usual. Those thick thighs were definitely fake.
Kang-jun climbed onto the bed.
“Which do you like? Soft or rough?”
“Soft…”
Actually she preferred rough, but she was afraid it would kill her, so she chose soft.
“…But I like rough. I’ll do it rough.”
“Then it might be scary.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t die. I’ve never seen a dead person.”
Isn’t this the first time I get to be the one who dies?
Erika gulped hard. Still, her body was excited. If this huge thing went in, would it feel good? Since she’d never been broken before, the faint fear quickly vanished.
She was a perfect boyfriend material. No, perfect test-passing boyfriend.
“Spread your legs.”
Erika slowly opened her thin legs. A worn-out hole stared back. The labia were slightly darkened.
Kang-jun’s eyes changed instantly.
“Used pussy, huh? How many men have you rolled around with?”
At those words Erika’s body burned with heat.
“Yeah, Erika’s a used pussy. Kang-jun can use it however he wants.”
“Why? There are lots of girls waiting for you.”
“Then I’ll be Kang-jun’s personal used girl, okay?”
She spread her labia wide with her hand. The red hole trembled as it breathed. She wasn’t someone who’d only done it once or twice.
Her cave was already gushing fluids like Pavlov’s dogs.
“Let me taste.”
Kang-jun dragged his tongue slowly from bottom to top. It was sour. Haah. Because she’d been developed too much, her body was hypersensitive.
“Hah… aaah… haah!”
At first she still faked her usual moans, but something felt off.
Eh… what is this?
The real owner was different. She’d always picked unskilled guys, but when the real expert appeared, she panicked. She was a rank-two warrior facing a rank-one, and now a supreme master.
Her body was hypersensitive, but the opponent was the best. She’d truly hooked herself.
Kang-jun had experienced it. When the body moved freely, the truly skilled ones still couldn’t hide it. The obsessive man had only ever faced inexperienced kids.
Fuck, you lost.
Ugh… ahh. Her hand had already left her crotch. She clutched the pillow tight. Every time her nails scratched it, the sound went bwuk-bwuk.
“Ah— ah— haa, haah—!”
Her head kept arching back then dropping forward again.
Ah, really good. I’m going crazy. I’m going crazy—!
Kang-jun pulled his tongue out and shoved his fingers into her mouth. Erika reflexively soaked them in saliva and sucked.
He immediately pushed the spit-slick fingers into her hole. Huuuk—! Her legs tightened. Compared to other women, her hole was looser. As a slut, that made sense.
Maybe this is better.
Because the size was so huge, most women got stiff. So foreplay took time. Normally you’d use lube.
What about this bitch?
She did have gel, so why not use it? Kang-jun scooped some from the vanity and smeared it all over his cock until it was drenched.
Of course he didn’t put on a condom. He’d taken pills anyway; pregnancy wasn’t an issue. Of course Erika had no idea.
“Con, condom?”
“I won’t put it on.”
“Then it’s not okay…”
“Why? Worried about pregnancy? Huh?”
“Well… I’ll protect it thoroughly.”
“I won’t pull out. Don’t worry.”
For some reason Erika couldn’t stop him even though she wanted him to pull out at the right moment.
Kang-jun aimed his cock straight at the hole. Erika’s eyes were wide with fear as she panted.
“I, this size is my first time. Be gentle.”
“Say it again.”
Erika immediately understood the hidden meaning.
“Erika’s used pussy, please don’t tear it….”
“Tear it or not, a slut should act like a slut.”
As she said it, he pushed the head inside. Hwaak—! Her eyeballs bulged.
Fuck, this is impossible. Too big.
“Wait! Ah, Kang-jun. Wait, breathe. Hah. Hah.”
Erika froze like a statue for a second and slowly exhaled.
Her body was slim, so the hole was narrow. She’d been loose enough for it to go in; otherwise she would’ve suffered real pain.
“Thank goodness. If it wasn’t a used pussy, it would’ve torn for sure.”
“Y, thank you.”
“Magic girl pussy, all like this? Huh?”
“I, I’m an aerial toilet… I have a disgusting pussy—!”
Mid-sentence Kang-jun shoved in fully. Erika’s mouth fell open and her face twisted.
“Ah, Kang-jun! It’s really big. Hah. Hurts. It really hurts.”
“Lube will make it okay. After all it’s a used pussy, it won’t tear.”
“No, it really will tear. It’s too big. For real.”
Erika came just then.
“Only this much… aaauuuk! Kuuuuk!”
She advanced inch by inch. The huge cock made her lower belly bulge out in its shape.
“Just a little more and it’ll fit.”
“It’s the end! I can’t take it! It really is tearing! It hurts even now! Kang-jun!”
“Fuck, shut your mouth.”
Kang-jun said it in a terrifying tone. Erika flinched and lowered her eyes.
“Speak like a slut.”
“Erika’s used pussy is tearing, master. It really won’t fit.”
“Maybe.”
And he shoved the last inch in.
—!
It hit the end with a dull thud. The shock was so great that Erika’s toes curled tight. She held her breath and arched her neck sharply, staying like that for a long moment.
“Hah… hah… hah.”
Once she calmed a little, she opened her mouth and panted while looking up at him.
“I, it really hurts.”
“Then if a slut hurts, I should stop?”
“Even so, please be a little gentle. The used pussy will break… Erika’s used pussy is really breaking.”
It felt like she’d reached the exact limit of pleasure. Anything more would be torture.
Amazing. With this body she swallowed all of it. Honestly she thought it might be a little tight, but the capacity was perfect. If it had been even a little bigger or smaller, it would have overflowed.
Kang-jun didn’t start moving roughly. He rubbed his hips slowly, letting her breathe, to get used to it.
Then he began to move back and forth gradually. Up to now it was no different from other women.
“Ah, ah, magic girl, ah, ang, Erika, ang, used pussy, please use it however you want—! Fuuah.”
The moment that sentence left her mouth, he started pounding hard. She must have run out of breath to speak.
—!
Aaah—! Erika couldn’t even release her usual moans. When her breath got stuck, she gasped desperately to avoid dying.
Her head was already full of Kang Ji-hoon’s tiny pink pussy; it had vanished.
Insane. This is insane.
Among all her long sexual experiences, this was the first time. It wasn’t just the size. He was an absolute technician.
After fucking countless men, she instantly knew.
He was better than her.
At the same time she thought it was luck to meet such a man. Pleasure pierced her head. Her already hypersensitive body was sending waves of ecstasy with every thrust.
Insane. Insane—!
No other words came to mind. Only that she was going crazy. She was going crazy. Too crazy—.
Kang-jun slowly brought her to the absolute peak. Erika had already lost half her mind and was thrashing before she even reached it.
“Aaah! Aak! Aaah—! Aaaah!”
It wasn’t a moan anymore; it was a scream. When she ran out of breath she gulped air long and loud again.
Erika gripped Kang-jun’s arm tightly. Reflexively he grabbed her neck.
—?!
Suddenly her throat was locked. Curk, gulp—! The already shallow breathing stopped completely.
Her eyeballs looked like they might pop. Kachak, kak.
She grabbed her twisted neck and thrashed wildly. She was going to die.
At that moment Kang-jun loosened his grip slightly. Ah, hi, haa, hi—! Erika breathed through a nostril-sized hole like it was a lifeline, color flooding back.
But it was blocked again. Aaah. She thrashed once more. Oxygen-starved, her mouth opened wide, tongue hanging out. Kaaak, kak.
Kang-jun kept her breathing on the razor’s edge.
Erika’s face was already scarlet from lack of air. Every time her breath cut off, her pussy clenched the cock with the force of breaking.
Now it’s squeezing properly.
When the throat opened again, she gasped desperately like she was dying. Her eyes were half-lost. She was in a daze.
And on the final spurt she experienced the ultimate sight—his seed painting the world white.
Bang bang bang—! Kang-jun fucked her without mercy.
At the very end he slapped her ass once and flooded her deep inside. At the same time he released her neck.
“Kuuu— hah, heh— hah, heh—!”
Erika drooled and panted, mind completely gone.
Kang-jun patted her cheek a few times while half-conscious. Auk. When focus returned, she slowly turned her head to him.
“Are you awake? Then spread again.”
Erika was truly terrified.
“Ah, ah… Kang-jun…”
—
The next day, Erika woke up to the owner’s roar demanding she leave the room.
She blinked at the wall clock with hazy eyes.
1:20. The window was bright outside.
That day she called in sick without permission.