How Am I Supposed to Resist a Naked Apron?

Despite my supposed mission of working off my karmic debt, what I'd actually asked of Noona turned out to be far less of a big deal than I'd expected. Call it a light request if you want — or don't. Either way.

It was the naked apron. The fantasy every man on earth has entertained at least once in his life.

Just picture it. The woman you love, cooking a meal just for you. Completely naked except for an apron tied around her waist. I could say with a straight face that there wasn't a man alive who hadn't dreamed of that.

By the time I get there, Noona will already be cooking for me, won't she?

Naturally, every step I took after class carried a swagger I couldn't have hidden if I tried. I walked along with a blissful smile plastered on my face, picturing Noona in nothing but that apron.

Those plump, bouncy ass cheeks of hers. Those heavy, full breasts. All of it barely contained by a single apron...?

That would be nothing short of heaven. Before I even realized it, my lower half had risen to the occasion with complete honesty, standing at full attention just from thinking about her.

I made my way to Noona's apartment in the highest of spirits, and waiting for me there was a sight even more spectacular than anything I'd imagined.

"...You're here, Donghyun?"

"...Yeah. That's... quite a look, Yujin Noona."

What I found was even more breathtaking than anything I'd pictured.

Standing in front of the kitchen, Noona's body was held together by nothing but the shortest of aprons, her full breasts ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and generous ass on full display against that impossibly slim waist. Even for her, this had to be mortifying — her face was flushed a deep red as she looked at me, and her hands had already lost all sense of where they were supposed to go.

"...Could you maybe not stare so hard?"

Whether it was the heat coming off the stove or something else entirely, I couldn't say — but her skin was flushed crimson, and she was sweating buckets. Even that was adorable to me.

I only did this because it's Donghyun's turn this time... but I don't look too easy, do I?

Looking like some easy woman was the last thing she wanted. Yujin wanted to live a happy couple's life with Donghyun while still fulfilling each other's sexual fantasies. What she didn't want was a one-sided relationship where she was always on the receiving end. Sure, Yujin was a masochist — but being a masochist and being a doormat were two completely different things. With that in mind, she'd decided to put up at least a little resistance.

I need to show him I'm not that easy this time.

That way, she'd still be able to get the kinds of play she wanted later on.

Of course, I had no idea about any of that. The second I laid eyes on her, I couldn't hold my lust back. I ran straight behind her and wrapped her in a big hug.

"Yujin Noona... you're so warm. This feels amazing."

My sudden embrace seemed to catch her off guard.

"All of a sudden like this...?"

My answer was simple. Rather than bother with words, I buried my face between her legs and dove right in.

"...Be honest with me, Noona. I'm going crazy wanting to mix our bodies together right this second. You feel the same way, don't you?"

Even now, the pale pink petals between her legs were twitching, dripping with clear, sticky nectar. It was nothing short of proof that she was in heat. Noona didn't answer right away.

I can't just give in right here...

Yujin wanted to tangle their bodies together just as badly as he did — but she needed to drag this out, make him wait for it.

So she's not going to answer me?

A flash of irritation hit me, and I sucked her plump, swollen clit between my lips with a wet slurp. Her body jerked, and her knees buckled.

"...Still not going to talk?"

We'd agreed this was my play, and she wasn't even reacting? That was just too damn cheeky. I had no intention of letting that slide. I was going to have to use my hands.

I quietly raised both hands and began stroking the area just above her clit with slow, sweeping motions. Every time my thumb and index finger stimulated her, she flinched and gushed a hot rush of fluid.

"...Nngh...! Nnnngh!!"

Even as those naughty moans spilled out of her, she still refused to give me a proper response. Time to play my trump card.

I coated my fingers thoroughly in the juices running down her thighs, then began slowly pushing them into her hole. With one hand I spread her burning pussy wide open; with the other, I pushed in and started teasing her from the inside.

"You're this wet and you're still going to play it like that?"

I flicked her stiff, standing clit with a finger, and her whole ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠body convulsed like an electric current had shot through her.

"...Fine...! I want it too, Donghyun...!"

There it was. Finally, her true feelings. Normally I would've dragged her straight to the bed for some blissful sex. Not this time. If anything, the way she'd put up a little resistance during my turn had pissed me off enough that I wanted to pay her back for it.

"...Want what with me? I just figured you weren't feeling it properly yet, so I was going to take my time and really work you over."

I said it with a completely transparent smirk, pumping two fingers deep into the inner walls of her pussy in alternating strokes.

"Nngh! Mmmph!!"

Noona clung desperately to the stove, letting out a passionate scream. Her waist was already arched like a bow, convulsing in place. Even then, I kept ravaging her, enduring a vaginal grip so tight it felt like it might snap my fingers. She'd brought this all on herself.

"...Donghyun...! Please!"

"No. Don't get all teary-eyed on me, Noona. I'm doing this for you. If it feels good, just be honest and say it feels good."

Hot juices poured from her pussy without any sign of stopping.

And then it happened.

Another quest with no penalty attached. I immediately started saying the kinds of things I figured Noona would want to hear.

"Let's be honest, Noona. Instead of holding it in, why don't you just let go and make a huge, messy scene of it?"

This wasn't something I'd just made up on the spot. Back when I'd first found her on Twingter, she'd used the phrase I want to cum an awful lot. On days when she was extra worked up, I want to make a huge mess of it was practically a catchphrase. Which meant this was the kind of thing she said when she was turned on. And every time, she'd post on Twingter begging someone to give her orders. Looking back on it now, maybe she'd already been this filthy from the very beginning.

"...Noona, from now on, I want you to squeeze my fingers as tight as you can."

It was an order. A pretty filthy one, at that. Noona looked back at me with teary eyes, then quietly nodded. In that instant, the grip around my hand grew even fiercer.

It can actually get tighter than that...?

That was some incredibly valuable information.

Don't tell me she gets even more turned on when she hears dirty talk?

I'd seen people like that while browsing Twingter. They were usually called masochists, right? Thinking about it now, Noona seemed to have a bit of that in her. And of course, that was fantastic news for me. I was the type who loved SM porn whenever I watched that kind of stuff, after all. We might just be the perfect match.

While I was lost in thought, Noona apparently couldn't take the stimulation of my fingers anymore — she climbed on top of me and spoke in a pleading voice.

"...Donghyun, I can't take it anymore... I... I give up."

A complete declaration of surrender. Noona flung the apron aside, spread her legs, and sat down on my cock. Her thick, well-grown pubic hair brushed against me, and I immediately pushed myself inside her.

Plap! Plap!

The wet slap of flesh filled the room, and Noona's moans began.

"...Nngh! Yes! Right there! Deeper!"

Lost in a trance, Noona craved my cock, rolling her hips. Watching her shake her own hips like that made my mouth water, and I started devouring her pussy in earnest.

"You want it that bad? Fine!"

I slammed my hips hard, and Noona — driven wild by the relentless stimulation — screamed like a bitch in heat. Her disheveled face, dripping with sweat and panting hot breaths, was stunningly beautiful.

My heart started pounding harder and harder. My hips moved in time with the beat. My own face flushed as the excitement took over.

"...Be honest, Noona. I'm getting so worked up I'm thrusting even deeper. You like it better that way too, don't you?"

Noona didn't answer with words. She just slowly shook her head. At the same time, I got a different kind of answer. The way she clamped down even harder around my cock was one of them.

Well, I'd heard her answer loud and clear. She likes it deep — so I might as well give her exactly what she wants.

What I needed to do was go even deeper, press into her womb so thoroughly that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠there wasn't a single spot left untouched. I planted my legs firmly and drove my hips toward the deepest part of her pussy.

"Hyaah! Hyaaagh! Hyaat!"

Honest, unfiltered screams spilled from her mouth. At the same time, I reached my own climax.

I lay on the bed, watching Noona head back toward the kitchen. My cum dripped from her pussy in thick drops. It was about time to eat the meal she'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠prepared for me.

Then Noona came running over, grabbed my cock — which still hadn't gone down — and said:

"...Hey, Donghyun. I forgot to hit the cook button on the rice cooker. Want to just keep having sex instead?"

Noona was, without a doubt, a succubus.