Not with Just Anyone
The bedroom was saturated with Boss's scent. The bed in particular gave off a thick, heady musk—a woman's raw aroma that neither perfume nor cosmetics could fully disguise.
“Why is it already... I was supposed to get it hard for you.”
Boss looked thoroughly perplexed. She hesitated, gripping my fully erect shaft and tugging it toward herself. Because of her grip, my testicles were pinched, sending a sharp twinge of pain through my groin.
“Still, it's so pretty... so pink... haap.”
Her confusion lasted only a heartbeat. Opening her mouth wide, she swallowed my length. It was an instinctive motion, driven as if by pure biological imperative.
“Ugh... Wait. Boss.”
“Mmph, mm-nghh.”
I couldn't make out a single syllable of whatever she was trying to say. Putting on an act, I composed an expression mingled with shame, fright, and a delicate sliver of arousal.
Boss sucked on my cock as though lapping at an ice cream cone. With one hand, she gently kneaded my taut, swollen testicles, bobbing her head with clumsy yet fervent passion.
“Pahaa... Stay still.”
When I put up a slight struggle, she spat out my shaft and readjusted her posture. Wedging her knees beneath my hips, she leaned forward and pinned my shoulders down with both hands. Her heavy breasts pressed firmly against my thighs and groin, leaving me thoroughly subdued and unable to budge.
“Just a bit. Hold on for just a little longer.”
This woman... she had completely lost her head. Her eyes burned with the manic greed of someone tasting cock for the very first time in her life. Drool trailed unchecked from the corner of her lips.
Lowering her head low, she skillfully caught my fallen glans back into her mouth without using her hands at all. Stretching her crimson lips taut until they looked ready to tear, she took my length deep into her throat. Her suction was ferocious.
Slurp, shluck... squelch, chomp.
It was an awkward, uncomfortable posture for both of us, yet she paid it no mind, continuing the blowjob while drawing out filthy, wet noises.
“Pahaa. So delicious...”
The blowjob ended shortly thereafter. Wiping her mouth, Boss pushed herself up. Her knees slid out from beneath my hips, and for a fleeting moment, I thought I would finally be able to straighten my spine.
“Looks like you're ready too, Jeongseo, so I'm putting it in right away.”
The respite granted to my back was brief. It felt exactly like a cruel recess given before an even more grueling trial.
“Boss.”
“It's all right. Don't be scared.”
That's not what I meant. Boss spoke in a gentle, soothing tone, trying to comfort me. But gentleness was confined strictly to her voice.
Gathering my splayed legs, she hoisted them back up toward my chest. Then, planting her feet on either side of my hips, she dropped into a deep horse stance.
“Almost there. It'll be over soon.”
She kept trying to reassure me as though carrying out some monumental duty. Resigned to seeing just how far she would take this, I quietly yielded my body to her care.
“Phew... Good boy. Just wrap your legs around my waist like that.”
A mating press, where a man drives down into a woman from above—we found ourselves in the exact reverse of that posture, gazing into each other's eyes. My legs loosely encircled her waist while Boss took a deep, steadying breath.
Having finally gathered her resolve, she gripped my cock once more, tugging it toward her.
Squish, squelch.
“Ngh. Finally... at last.”
Between her thighs, the heat was sweltering and drenched. Looking down, Boss watched the spot where our bodies would unite. She rubbed my tip across her slit back and forth before guiding it directly against her entrance. The glans pushed slightly past her folds.
“Ngh? Hoo... hah. Fuu... haah. Hngh.”
Plap!
“Hnnngh!”
Boss drove her hips down in a single thrust. Squeezing her eyes shut, she let out a sharp cry.
Her interior was scalding hot, overwhelmingly wet and slick. Though I couldn't see her cleft directly from this angle, I could easily picture its condition. She had probably been soaking wet for a long time.
“Haaah... Jeongseo.”
“Yes?”
“How is it? Still don't understand what this is about?”
I decided to give her the exact reaction she craved. Drawing my brows together in slight bewilderment, I nodded timidly. Boss offered a satisfied, smug smile.
“Haaah. The stimulation is too intense.”
Rocking her hips in tiny increments, Boss bit her lower lip. Her face already bore the marks of deep pleasure.
Thud.
Suddenly reaching both hands behind her, she snatched my feet as they dangled helplessly in the air. Grabbing hold of them, she hauled them forward past her torso. Her hips rose higher.
Thwack, thwack.
“Hah! Hnngh. Ugh... haaaah.”
Leaning slightly forward in a deep squat, Boss began slamming her hips down. Her bounces were slow yet heavily weighted, pounding downward with force. The wet smacks of colliding flesh echoed through the room.
“Ugh... ngh... kh.”
“You can make noise. Don't hold it back. Kh-eut. Don't hold back, Jeongseo.”
Groans began leaking between my lips as well—not out of ecstasy from my cock, but sheer discomfort. The strain on my lower back in this contorted position was bad enough, but there was an even graver issue: every time Boss slammed her hips down, the blunt impact rattled straight through my testicles. The jolts forced muffled grunts past my tightly clamped teeth.
“Ahn. Hah. Kk-euk. Nggh.”
Boss's moans grew steadily frantic. Whimpering like a sick puppy, she screwed her eyes shut. Her voluminous breasts swung wildly before my face.
I endured. This was far from how I wanted things to go, but I bore it.
“Heeeek?!”
Flump.
I endured because I knew it wouldn't take her long. Weak though my physical strength might be in this world, my body was lithe, flexible, and durable. I could easily weather this.
“Haaaaah... Insane. Absolutely insane. So this is what real sex is like...”
Letting out a deafening squeal of climax, Boss collapsed forward over me. Even as she lost herself to bliss, she managed to release my feet and brace her hands against the mattress to avoid crushing me. She hadn't considered, however, that her heavy breasts smothered my entire face.
“Jeongseo... Are you all right? You worked so hard.”
Muttering her impressions to herself, Boss rolled off to lie beside me. She stroked my hair with gentle fingers, murmuring softly, her face a swirl of complicated emotions.
“Boss. Is it over?”
“Huh? Yeah. You did well. Are you okay? Don't feel bad about it—everyone goes through this at first. Once you actually...”
Her expression gradually shifted into one of maternal concern, and she began pouring out comforting words. She was utterly convinced this was my first sexual encounter.
So I decided to cut her a little slack. I had planned to torment her mercilessly, but I'd scale it back to just somewhat mercilessly. Besides, time was running short.
“Huh? Why are you getting up already? Does something hurt?”
Did she simply not care whether I had ejaculated or not? Or did she just assume that, of course, I must have? Regardless, it was time to collect my due.
I had allowed her a posture that even Yeo-eun had never been permitted. I had let her run rampant on top of me. Knowing from experience that she would finish quickly, I had held back and endured.
I had endured it all admirably.
And yet.
“Boss. What is all this? Why is there so much blood?”
“Ah. My period hasn't completely ended yet. It's practically over, but... it's fine. I can just wash it. I'll clean it up.”
The bedding was a disaster. It looked like the aftermath of a grisly crime scene. Streaks and smudges of blood were smeared across my cock and inner thighs as well.
“Huh? What's wrong? Ah! Do you want a hug?”
I couldn't take it anymore. Looking at the stained sheets and my soiled skin, an overpowering urge surged through me.
Squeeze!
“Aaaagh! That hurts. Jeongseo, it hurts!”
“Endure it. I endured mine, after all.”
Boss had been lying defenseless, opening her arms toward me. I reached out and clamped down hard on one of her splayed, generous breasts. Her face twisted into a grimace as she shrieked.
“My breasts are sensitive right now! Kyah! I said they're sensitive!”
Her face contorted in agony. Watching her expression crumble, I positioned myself between her legs.
“Lift your legs.”
“Huh? Why my legs? Aaaagh!”
“Hurry up.”
When I pinched her nipple, Boss scrambled to throw her legs into the air. Blood smeared her groin here and there. Above all, the dark clot tangled in her pubic hair offended my eyes the most.
Squelch, plunge——
“Hup! Jeong... Jeongseo?”
“It's my turn.”
“Huh? What do you mean... urgh. Haaaaahn.”
Putting my full body weight behind the thrust, I drove down into her wet cleft from above.
The once-fragrant room began to fill with the metallic, coppery reek of blood. That sharp scent only fueled my impulse further.
It was payback time.
Boss passed out. Since break time was almost over, I had hammered her relentlessly from the start, which seemed to have knocked her out cold.
Regardless, I had satisfied my urge magnificently. Thanks to that, I could leave the apartment behind without paying any mind to the trashed bedroom or the pile of dishes. After giving myself a quick wash, I barely managed to return to the cafe on time and weathered the peak lunch rush completely alone.
Boss only showed her face at the cafe when it was nearly time for my shift to end. And right up until the moment I walked out the door, she apologized incessantly.
“Jeongseo... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.”
“What happened? Explain it to me in detail.”
And here was another woman apologizing to me: Yeo-eun, currently on her knees in my bedroom. The moment I returned home from work, she had said she needed to talk, promptly dropping to her knees of her own accord.
“I'm so sorry. I didn't think it would turn out like this.”
Today had been her day off, so we had planned to spend some quality time together. After all, I had promised to grant her a wish last time. I never anticipated that promise would come back to bite me like this.
“A stream? You mean an internet broadcast?”
“Yeah... I do internet streaming.”
No wonder she was walking on eggshells around me all weekend.
She confessed that an issue had cropped up during her stream—a problem that could potentially cause trouble for me as well. As it turned out, the job she had taken a leave of absence from university to pursue was none other than solo internet livestreaming.