Friend (5)

174. Friend (5)

"Bae... Young Master Baek! S... stop!! Please, stop and put me back on the ground now!!!"

Gyeong Su-yeon, who had enjoyed her first orgasm so thoroughly, was now floundering in the pleasure as her sensitive cunt was stimulated after three consecutive climaxes. This would be excessive for a virgin. When I pulled my cock out and released my semen onto her stomach, her whole body shuddered and went completely limp.

"Haah... haah... haah... copulation turned out to be far happier and more exhausting than I ever imagined."

She murmured while staring at the ceiling with unfocused eyes. Since she was the first genuine virgin I'd been with who didn't have a cheat like Yin Blossom Art, something about her started to seem adorable.

"J... just a moment! What the hell are you doing?!"

While Gyeong Su-yeon and I had let our guard down, Murong Rin had buried her face in Gyeong Su-yeon's crotch and was lapping away. The sight of her licking Gyeong Su-yeon's cunt was far more shocking than the time she'd bitten my cock. A gulping sound followed. Murong Rin raised her head and spoke to Gyeong Su-yeon, her face glistening with juices.

"Didn't you say you didn't need to keep your first blood? Then I might as well drink it. Human hair, nails, skin—those regrow endlessly, but a hymen only happens once in a lifetime. So how potent must the yin energy in that first blood be? It's sure to have tonic effects that make the skin fair and keep a woman young."

Murong Rin looked down at Gyeong Su-yeon with a proud expression as she spouted that batshit nonsense. She really was brilliant, but she seemed like the type who'd easily fall for some pseudo-religious cult. Influenced by Murong Rin's words, Gyeong Su-yeon was brimming with resentment over having her first blood stolen. She, too, looked like she'd grab the neighbor lady's hand and walk right into a cult church.

"So then, that beautiful body of yours that doesn't suit your temperament at all—was that because you've been drinking other women's first blood all this time?"

"What are you talking about? This is natural-born, obviously. Besides, this is my first time with first blood, too. I tried to drink it once before, but the stench from that woman's groin nearly made me vomit. You understand, don't you? How foul a wench's cunt can smell. Luckily, you seem to wash well, and since Young Master Baek left a fragrance in your cunt with his fragrant member, this was my first time drinking any."

No matter how well someone washed, the genital area gave off its own distinctive smell. Between opposite sexes, it was something you could pass off as a point of sexual attraction toward one another, but the smell of the same sex's genitals—unless you were a homosexual—must have been fairly horrifying. The smell of some other man's cock would be more terrible to me than death, after all.

"Don't make that kind of face. I originally meant to let only Young Master Baek taste it, but I'll let you taste it too, as a special treat."

Suddenly she lay down on the bed and lifted only her buttocks. The pose itself was one thing, but a bizarre dread welled up in me at the shape of that massive wooden root still lodged inside her.

"What are you doing?"

"You promised, didn't you? That once Young Master Baek became far stronger than me, you would use my yin gate as a wine cup and drink Shaoxing wine. I am absolutely thorough when it comes to promises. But my trained yin gate is always firmly closed in order to clamp down on a member, so it can't serve as a wine cup, can it? So I merely widened my cunt with a wooden root, temporarily, to form a cup. Now, please pull out the wooden root, pour the Shaoxing wine, and enjoy.

"Gyeong Su-yeon. I'll specially permit you as well."

Wow... so a woman capable of blowing my mind into the far distance really did exist. Murong Rin had genuinely prepared a cunt wine cup, a thing I'd spoken of as a joke. Now that I looked, a single bottle of Shaoxing wine had been readied on the table. Insane. This woman's preparedness was something else. When she had the servants ready this room earlier, she'd made them prepare this wooden root and the Shaoxing wine together. More than me, standing there dumbfounded in the middle of enthusiastic sex, Gyeong Su-yeon—who'd had her first blood stolen by an insufferable rival—hurried over on quick little steps to fetch the Shaoxing wine and, with a face full of fascination, pulled out that giant wooden root.

With a popping sound, Murong Rin's vaginal opening gaped in the shape of the large wooden root. Without the slightest hesitation, Gyeong Su-yeon opened the Shaoxing wine and carefully poured it into Murong Rin's cunt.

"Aagh!!!"

Murong Rin's scream rang out. High-proof alcohol hitting mucous membranes genuinely hurt as though ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠they were being torn apart. Since my cock was an external organ, only the urethral opening stung, but her entire vagina was lined with mucous membrane, and even a powerful martial artist like her let out a primal scream. For an instant, the wine threatened to overflow. Her whole body tensed from the pain and her cunt clenched, about to spill the wine, so without thinking I pressed my mouth to her cunt and gulped it down.

The taste of the Shaoxing wine was so overpowering that I couldn't detect any flavor of her juices at all. Besides, contrary to appearances, the amount of wine poured into that wide hole was no more than a small wine cup's worth. This was Murong Rin, whose whole body was bursting with elasticity. While even that gaping hole slowly began to return to its original shape, Gyeong Su-yeon hastily poured wine and took a mouthful of Shaoxing wine herself.

"How does it feel? Using that most precious part of Murong Rin not as a whore or a female, but as nothing more than a tool?"

Murong Rin rose from her spot, soothing her smarting cunt, and asked me. In that instant the aroma of Shaoxing wine rose from her entire body. Just as I thought. Mucous-membrane absorption of alcohol was an exceedingly dangerous act, enough to cause acute alcohol poisoning. Whether Murong Rin had practiced this wine-cup play before, the moment the play was over she used her internal energy to blast the absorbed alcohol away in a single breath.

"It doesn't look like I need to hear an answer. Young Master Baek's enormous member has swollen up as if about to burst."

Honestly speaking, that scream from the talented and haughty Murong Rin had precisely stimulated my heart.

"I kept my promise. Now Young Master Baek must truly show me the hundred-point man you honed on those beautiful senior sisters.

"I caught a glimpse earlier—with Gyeong Su-yeon, you controlled yourself moderately so that she wouldn't fall for you, right? There's no need to hold back with me. Even if I were to fall for Young Master Baek, Young Master Baek wouldn't have to take responsibility, would you?"

In a little while, she was going to become Duanmu Hwang's wife anyway. That kind of provocation from Murong Rin had precisely stoked my filthy desire. Murong Rin was not my lover. This situation, having sex like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this, was something Duanmu Hwang ought to be angry about, not me. And yet, despite that, I disliked the idea of Murong Rin sleeping with Duanmu Hwang after her marriage. Since I couldn't stop the marriage, I would rather brand her, here and now. I wanted to sear into this woman's soul, deep down, that from now on, no matter what man she slept with, I alone could satisfy her.

I'd said to Murong Rin that day: I might become not a perfect-score man, but a thousand-point man. I would show this arrogant Murong Rin: the power of Yang Blossom Art's Fifth Stage, said to send a woman to paradise.

I thought I had made a slight mistake. I got carried away and sent Murong Rin over dozens of times, and when I treated Gyeong Su-yeon—who came into my arms as if we were switching shifts—with Yang Blossom Art's Fifth Stage as well, both women could no longer get up. Indeed, Yang Blossom Art's Fifth Stage could be used even on ordinary people, but a woman who hadn't cultivated Yin Blossom Art couldn't physically endure it. As I sat alone at the table, sipping Geumcheon Wine, leaving the two women laid out on the bed as if gone to heaven, the thought came to me: after all, my lovers were truly the best.

I'd been feeling it all along, but I really was becoming more and more of a piece of trash.

"Bae... Young Master Baek?"

The first to rise was, naturally, Murong Rin. She looked around in confusion as if she'd truly lost consciousness.

"Good heavens. I really did turn into an idiot. My head went completely blank, and I truly became a fool! Young Master Baek. Just what in the world did you do? Power. Martial arts. Wealth. Countless men. I thought I had experienced a more splendid world than anyone, but before the pleasure Young Master Baek delivered, my entire life felt utterly and thoroughly negated."

"Were you displeased by it?"

"Perish the thought—how could I be? Just like last time, I'll come back to my senses later, but right now, if Young Master Baek ordered it, I could even dance naked."

Murong Rin spoke in a dazed way, as if truly out of her mind. She looked so adorable that way, so I approached and lightly kissed her on the cheek, and she flushed red and rejoiced like a pure young girl.

"I could even crawl around the manor naked like a dog."

Gyeong Su-yeon came into my arms, her face just as hazy. She genuinely looked like she'd do it, which was a little frightening. Even if Master permitted dalliance, she'd never look kindly on me enjoying her own signature act with another woman.

"It was my first copulation, but since even the experienced Murong Rin is in the same state as me, this isn't normal copulation, is it? If everyone in the world enjoyed copulation this way, they'd all be wearing this expression."

Unexpectedly, Gyeong Su-yeon was the first to come back to her senses.

"I'm relieved. I don't wish to form a family, but I did want the act of a man and a woman. I wanted to meet just one man and enjoy the pleasure of cloud and rain, and I'm truly relieved that it turned out to be Young Master Baek. I may be considered an unfortunate woman who can't even marry, but I've become a happier woman than any woman under heaven."

Gyeong Su-yeon drew my neck close and kissed me.

"Now that really gets under my skin. I picked and chose among countless men and found the supreme man, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and you—you've only mingled bodies with one single man, and you picked the best in one go?"

Murong Rin, seeming to come to her senses now, glared at Gyeong Su-yeon.

"Let ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me ask just one thing. That Shaoxing wine just now—why did you let me drink it, too?"

"Hmph. Because a base wench like you seemed suited for nothing more than licking my cunt."

"You licked my cunt too, you know."

The blade-like venom from earlier had completely vanished. The two of them chatted amicably, clinging to me.

"Hey, mind if I taste your breasts? Honestly, they've been bothering me since a while ago."

"Spoken like a servant serving her master. Go right ahead."

Murong Rin offered her chest to Gyeong Su-yeon while looking at me.

"This is better than I thought. On my own, I could never, ever handle Young Master Baek anyway, and observing another woman's reactions doesn't feel so bad either. Gyeong Su-yeon has now made a secret with me that neither of us can tell anyone, so, like it or not, she can't help but become my person. So, Young Master Baek. Next time, shall we call that friend named Do-hwa and enjoy ourselves together?"

"Do-hwa? I said no, didn't I?"

"You did say you'd done it with that woman, didn't you? In that case, she'd be a friend you reunited with during this journey through the Martial World. I've received reports on all of Yeongsan Sect's movements since you emerged into the Martial World. Did you genuinely think I wouldn't be able to track down a widow named Do-hwa?"

Murong Rin fixed me with a piercing stare. As expected of this woman. Even after getting pounded with Yang Blossom Art's Fifth Stage, she didn't change in the end. Seeing her pursue even Do-hwa in search of stronger pleasure, I found myself thinking: a woman who became a prisoner of the cock didn't just become that way by chance.

"If you or Gyeong Su-yeon even speak to Do-hwa, she'll be shocked enough to pass out."

"You keep hiding her so preciously, don't you? You said she's your oldest friend, but I get the feeling you're secretly playing favorites. Well, nothing to be done. I'll promise not to persecute her, so do arrange a meeting sometime.

"But Gyeong Su-yeon, you are surprisingly good at sucking, are you not? You seemed utterly inept when licking a cock, yet you know how to make a woman feel good. Young Master Baek's seed is still inside my yin gate. Would you like to swallow at least that?"

"No. It wounds my pride."

"I'll do it for you later, too."

Murong Rin was a master at manipulating people. Once Murong Rin stroked her pride just enough, Gyeong Su-yeon, like a hunting hound given a command, took her mouth from the nipple and buried her face in Murong Rin's crotch. Watching Gyeong Su-yeon do so, Murong Rin caressed Gyeong Su-yeon's cunt with a delighted expression.

"Now, let's begin again. It won't be easy this time. Since I'm embarrassed about climaxing so many times, I'll first satisfy Young Master Baek with my mouth once more."

Murong Rin opened her mouth wide and seduced me. My cock in Murong Rin's mouth, Murong Rin's cunt in Gyeong Su-yeon's mouth, Gyeong Su-yeon's cunt under Murong Rin's hand. The orgy with the two friends was far from over.