#36. The Flood (3) – Yu Dahui’s Surrender
Yoo Dahui’s pants had been stripped off. The underwear was already soaking wet. It was as if a dam had burst, and her juices were overflowing. Unlike her soaked, desperate pussy, Yu Dahui kept a serious face and spread her legs wide. The unyielding will to refuse him was clear.
It wasn’t just sex. The soft word “foreplay” couldn’t describe it at all. It was a battle where flesh met flesh, a war to seize the dominant position.
I pulled my fingers out. Ten minutes of insertion was a waste; hitting her weak points with Sex Techniques was the right way to go.
“Are you ready to surrender?”
“Ready? What kind of resolve do I need for that sloppy little technique? Not to yawn? That might be tough.”
An explosive scolding. Especially the “sloppy” part hit her hard.
“……That sloppy?”
“Eh? Ah, no, I didn’t mean that literally….”
Her emotional attack slipped in too smoothly, and Yu Dahui panicked and didn’t know what to say. From her perspective, she had just been fully immersed in the role. I suddenly pulling out the real world forced that reaction out of her.
“Hey! Shoulder up! Don’t slouch! Damn, this is straight-up cheating!”
“……I’ll remember that ‘sloppy’ comment. This time, I’ll completely rewrite your thoughts, Dahui.”
“Ahh, don’t remember it!”
I ignored her tantrum and activated Sex Techniques. A pink glow gathered on my fingers.
Yu Dahui swallowed hard and looked at Seol-ah.
“……Seol-ah. Time it.”
“Ready!”
Yu Dahui had a question mark floating above her head. She laughed out loud at the sudden outburst. Seol-ah simply copied what she had done—exactly the same gesture.
Whoosh—!
“Start!”
As soon as the starting signal rang out, I placed my hand on Yu Dahui’s pussy.
“Hnng… I don’t know what skill that is, but the effect is clear. Even with those thin fingers, I can feel something.”
Yu Dahui kept provoking me, poking my pride.
Legs spread, offering her pussy—how ironic.
‘Is this really right?’
Does taming Yu Dahui with Sex Techniques even mean anything? That thought hit me like a stone dropped in a pond, stirring ripples inside. The Yu Dahui from the novel, battered by countless men. Among them were the ones who wrecked Sodahui senseless. Guys who knocked her out with nothing but raw technique, no skills. Men who pushed her to climax, to climax, to climax—almost half a year together, yet I still hadn’t told her about all the sensitive spots. No, not exactly. I’d barely scratched the surface with the fish I’d already caught.
That’s why pleasure had twisted into something twisted. In the end, it was a good change for me, but I felt a twinge of guilt.
How about I try it once today? With my young body on the line, there was no better motivation.
[‘Sex Techniques’ has been released.]
The pink glow faded into the air. Yu Dahui looked at me with curious eyes.
“Trying to fight back after turning off the skill?”
“Yes. With my own techniques, I’ll make Dahui feel climax.”
“Tch, I’ll look forward to it.”
Yu Dahui suddenly had room to breathe. Without Sex Techniques, she thought she would win.
I took my seat in front of her. Kneeling one knee on the ground with reverence, I examined her pussy closely. I hadn’t seen a pussy this detailed in ages. It was neatly organized, even though it was for me alone. It was always kept pristine.
“As I’ve always felt, there’s a scent to Dahui’s pussy.”
“……Hmph….”
Yu Dahui no longer looked at me. Tension was visible in her eyes. She was crouching down, ready to bolt at any second.
“It’s beautiful. Very pretty.”
Yu Dahui’s pussy really was beautiful. I couldn’t even imagine it being dirty. Touching it roughly would have made me feel sorry for it.
I faced the plump clit peeking out shyly from the thick folds. Because I’d been excited for so long, it was visibly swollen and sensitive, yet I didn’t touch it.
“Ugh….”
I pulled my fingers away as if to touch it. Yu Dahui let out a disappointed sigh.
I lifted my mask slightly, exposing only my mouth so she could lick it. I didn’t want Seol-ah to see my face, so I ordered Elena to take her outside.
I rubbed the slick folds, getting the middle finger wet with her juices. A sweet scent wafted over.
Yu Dahui’s pussy had three attack points. The one my fingers could reach was right in front—two fingers from the hole, right above a prominent bump.
“Why the hesitation? You know I don’t have much time.”
If I failed, I’d use Sex Techniques. But right now I wanted to fight with pure flesh.
Thrust—.
I slid my middle finger in. Just a finger, but Yu Dahui’s pussy gripped it tightly. Finding the spot inside that clench was like picking stars from the sky. The bump I wanted to tease was buried deep inside the inner walls, unreachable by anything else. It was wrapped in soft flesh like a shield.
But because it was hidden, it was incredibly sensitive. An addictive spot that even Sodahui, who hated having her pussy touched, would crave. After sinking into that spot, Sodahui would even reach down herself to touch her own pussy.
I wondered what reaction Yu Dahui would show. Assuming I stimulated it properly, she might even cum.
***
Yu Dahui stared fixedly at Kim Jinwoo. Unlike her tense expectation, Kim Jinwoo acted relaxed.
‘Is he aiming for my back door?’
Why the hell was I thinking that? She felt ashamed. Remembering Kim Jinwoo with his ass out, moaning at the unfamiliar insertion, made her heart pound wildly.
Thrust—.
At that moment, Kim Jinwoo pushed his finger into her pussy. The thick, rough finger sliced through the delicate inner walls. Yu Dahui forced down her moan.
‘I can’t break like this.’
Just a finger, yet the stimulation was beyond imagination. Remembering the Kim Jinwoo who couldn’t hold still after Seol-ah pushed him from behind, Yu Dahui felt like she was about to snap.
“Huu…”
I took a deep breath and steadied my mind. I couldn’t break. If I did, masturbation and sex would be forbidden for a month. No masturbation, no sex. Even with Kim Jinwoo right in front of me, I couldn’t do anything.
Crunch—.
“You think you can just send me off? I feel nothing.”
“Is that so? How fortunate.”
Feeling the finger go deeper, Yu Dahui provoked Kim Jinwoo. She worried about her ragged breathing leaking out, but it seemed fine. Kim Jinwoo was only gently pleasuring her pussy.
‘Can I hold out? He’s only done that much for the back door?’
I couldn’t understand it. The tense Yu Dahui felt ridiculous now.
At that instant, a thrilling sensation raced through her lower body. She belatedly realized she had let out a hidden moan.
“Hiiing…!”
She clamped both hands over her mouth to stifle it. The sensation was so new that she was shocked. Yu Dahui widened her eyes and looked at Kim Jinwoo.
Kim Jinwoo smiled faintly, his lips curving.
‘Coincidence… right?’
The feeling of her lower body floating made her dizzy. She wanted to taste it again and didn’t want to at the same time. Thanks to Kim Jinwoo, her mind was in chaos.
“Dahui is still so cute.”
“Shut up….”
“I’m serious. Like this….”
Yu Dahui felt the finger inside her. Just two fingers deep. But every time Kim Jinwoo’s fingers curved upward and brushed the inner walls,
“Higg-ueh….”
“……How can it be not cute when it reacts like a baby?”
Without realizing it, she jerked her hips and moaned. Kim Jinwoo gently rubbed the hidden bump with his fingers. The sudden onslaught of pleasure made Yu Dahui clench her teeth.
“Hiya-eueueng…! Uuugh….”
“Still trying to hold back? Ah, we’re in a bet, right? I completely forgot.”
“Haa, haa…! Haan, aaang…!”
The spot and bump kept trying to hide inside the inner walls. Kim Jinwoo pushed them aside like scraping them out and focused on the bump. Every time he did, Yu Dahui’s hips bucked violently. More sensitive than the reactions in the novel. The threshold was different from the one that only bent to Sodahui and Kim Jinwoo.
A fresh, clean canvas. Yu Dahui was the canvas that begged to be painted on.
‘This won’t be enough.’
She needed a real mark. She wanted Kim Jinwoo to show her what shame meant.
Kim Jinwoo took her clit into his mouth. Since it was delicate, he was careful not to hurt it.
“Huuup…!”
Kim Jinwoo rubbed her finger spot with his thumb while adding tongue pressure to her clit. His hand was kind, massaging her breasts gently. Yu Dahui clamped her lips shut and breathed heavily.
‘This… this can’t be real….’
It wasn’t the skill’s problem. It was her weakness. Yu Dahui realized the area Kim Jinwoo was touching was her weak spot. ‘I never even touched it before… why now…!’
She rolled and sucked at the spot. But no one had ever pleasured her like this. ‘If this had existed, I wouldn’t have made that bet…!’
The intense pleasure made her lower body disappear. Expectation and fear collided.
“Huu, huueh….”
“From now on, I’m going hard. There’s only five minutes left.”
Yu Dahui naturally wrapped her arms around Kim Jinwoo’s left arm. Kim Jinwoo, who had been massaging her breasts, held her hand tightly.
‘Ah….’
It felt like he was telling her to just feel.
From then on, Yu Dahui trembled with pleasure that pierced her lower body.
“Huuu-aaang…! Jinwoo, Jinwoo-yaa, hiki-yaaang…! Kuu-eueuk…! I’m going crazy…!”
The pleasure swept over her like electricity, like gentle waves. Even the ticklish sensation made her feel something pushing inside. It was different from climax. Something was tickling her lower belly…
“S-s-stop! Stop it! No, please stop!”
Yu Dahui realized what the rumbling sensation underneath was. Pleasure mixed with something pushing her body away. She pushed Kim Jinwoo’s arm aside. She shoved his head. She tried to push him away.
“Dahui-nim. I’m sorry.”
“Elena? T-take it off. Please help me. No, I can’t…!”
She didn’t know when Elena had appeared, but she grabbed Yu Dahui’s arm.
Yu Dahui, whose arm was held, helplessly offered only her lower body.
Kim Jinwoo didn’t stop. He kept stimulating her finger spot and tormenting her clit.
“Please, please… Jinwoo-ya, I really can’t hold on….”
Yu Dahui started to cry.
“If you don’t want to show, kick me with your foot. If you refuse, I won’t do it again.”
She could fight back. The pleasure made her lower body refuse to listen, but kicking was possible. Yet she couldn’t.
Looking at Kim Jinwoo calmly starting to pleasure her, Yu Dahui couldn’t bring herself to swing her leg.
‘How could I…!’
Yu Dahui groaned inside and resisted the pleasure. She resisted the tickling on her lower belly.
“From now on, I’m doing it sincerely.”
Kim Jinwoo removed his mask and activated Sex Techniques. From that moment, Yu Dahui couldn’t breathe.
Thrust—.
Thrust—.
Thrust—.
“Huu-eueh, Jinwoo-yaa….”
He skillfully stimulated her finger spot and bladder. Elena released Yu Dahui.
Once freed, Yu Dahui naturally leaned against Kim Jinwoo, who held her in his arms and continued moving his fingers.
Thrust—.
Thrust—.
“Ah… Jinwoo-yaaang, it feels like I’m going to break… Haaang…!”
Kim Jinwoo didn’t stop. As he approached climax again and again, Yu Dahui realized he had decided to make her break. ‘He wants me to lose…!’ Kim Jinwoo had to know she had already cum. The bet was irrelevant. There was nowhere to run.
“Ah, aa…! Ah…!”
Yu Dahui’s waist curved beautifully. She clung to Kim Jinwoo and—
Pu-shu—.
Pu-shu-!
“Aaaa…!”
Gurgle—.
Yu Dahui could no longer endure the continuous pleasure and stimulation and began to squirt.
Splash—.
Splash—.
The alarm she had set for ten minutes rang exactly on time.
Nothing registered in Yu Dahui’s ears.
“Huu-eueh. Huu-euek…!”
She simply shed tears from Kim Jinwoo’s embrace, had her head stroked, and let out ambiguous liquid that felt like urine onto the floor.