Chapter 16: A Night in the RV (2)
The dark night.
Minimal lighting. The soft splash of running water. Then the door slid open, and out stepped a blonde, mixed-race girl with a dynamite body.
“Put it on.”
“Then I’ll just skip the bra. Whatever.”
Emily coolly pulled on a t-shirt and the hot pants she’d grabbed earlier, then dropped down beside Kim Jun. Even after a vigorous toweling, her hair remained damp, releasing a rich wave of expensive shampoo scent.
“Another drink?”
“You start acting drunk and I’m throwing you out, got it?”
“Aww~ You know that’s not true. I actually get more well-behaved when I drink.”
As she spoke, she slyly pressed her pale skin against him, rubbing up like a cat. If Rana had been a polite kitten eyeing the stove, Emily was a lioness stalking prey.
Kim Jun handed her his empty cup while she clung to his arm, braless breasts pressed firmly against him.
“Just pour.”
“Yes~”
Once Emily filled his cup with soju, Kim Jun took a sip, trying to calm his uneasy heart. She pressed even closer, picking up kimchi with chopsticks and bringing it to his lips.
“Here. Say ah~.”
“Ah.”
If this level of service was what a real girlfriend offered, she was the kind of woman a man could cherish for life.
“This atmosphere isn’t bad at all.”
Inside a camper van where zombies could appear at any moment, Emily was deliberately trying to set the mood. But after a few drinks, Kim Jun had to admit it—ever since he’d watched that old Girls Fighting variety show, he’d thought this particular member was stunning. And now she was right here beside him.
“Whew. Back when Spinel was active, you really stood out.”
“I was more popular than the other three combined, that’s true.”
“Three? Hey, even if you didn’t get along, they were still your former members…”
“Doesn’t matter. Whether those bitches died in Seoul or not is none of my business.”
Spinel had been a multinational girl group—Thai, Canadian-Hong Konger, Korean, and American Emily—known for powerful dance tracks. Rumors of serious internal conflict had always circulated online. Apparently they were true.
“The money I earned was split equally during settlement. I hated feeding those girls, so I was planning to go solo after this shoot anyway.”
“R-really?”
“Whatever. In this Death World, having a strong man like you to stand behind… it’s not so bad.”
Emily leaned her shampoo-scented blonde head on Kim Jun’s shoulder and closed her eyes.
Honestly, he was insanely turned on, but the situation made it hard to make the first move. Yet Emily quietly took his hand and lifted it.
“So hard…”
“These hands have only known machines and guns.”
“That’s why I like them. These hands that fire guns, cook meals, fix machines, and…”
She kneaded his fingers for a moment, then suddenly pressed them against her lower belly.
“Whoa?!”
“They can stroke a wet pussy too♥”
The moment Emily boldly guided his hand to her crotch, he felt a slick, sticky wetness. Kim Jun yanked his hand back instantly.
“Fuck, that’s filthy…”
“Was that the word you wanted? You should’ve said wet pussy. Right?”
“Stop it!”
At his reaction, Emily smiled and subtly tugged her collar lower, revealing more of her chest.
If he rejected her even now, the two of them would cross a river that could never be recrossed.
…
The heated blonde beauty. Kim Jun, who had been dodging her all evening, now gulped down the rest of his soju with a hand still wet from her arousal.
Leaning against the wall, he finally beckoned her closer.
“If zombies show up tomorrow, we’re all dead.”
“That won’t happen.”
Emily rummaged through the farming bag and pulled out two condom packets.
The condoms lay on the floor. As they kept shifting positions, they somehow ended up at the camper van’s bed.
“You’re not running away anymore, right?”
“Whew… Fine. Let’s eat and die!”
The moment the words left his mouth, Emily crushed her lips against his as if she had been waiting for them.
She nibbled at his lips like she would devour him, then sucked hard before sliding down to lick along his neck.
When Kim Jun’s lower body swelled painfully, unable to endure any longer, Emily stripped his pants off to give him relief.
She tossed the clothes aside, then yanked his underwear down. A magnificent erection sprang free.
“Surprise~”
“Your tits too.”
Emily spread her palm against his throbbing length, measuring it, then immediately took him into her mouth and ran her tongue along every inch.
“Khh!”
It wasn’t fair to compare, but her fellatio technique was on a completely different level from Gaya or Rana. The way she gently grazed the shaft with her teeth before wrapping her tongue around every sensitive spot was enough to nearly make him finish right there in her mouth.
Emily pulled off her t-shirt and revealed her bouncing breasts.
This was the second time he’d seen them since their first meeting, and they were still breathtaking.
“Ha…”
“I can do this too.”
“Khh—”
His saliva-slicked cock disappeared between her massive breasts. Emily smiled sweetly and pressed them together, slowly sliding them up and down.
Paizuri—the kind he had only seen in Japanese AV—was being performed on him by a top-tier idol.
“Mmm, look at that. Your cock keeps poking out at the top.”
Cock, pussy—she kept using those vulgar words during sex. He wanted to tell her to stop, but right now Emily was completely in control.
After the titjob, she immediately snatched a condom from the floor, tore it open with her teeth, then placed it in her mouth. She slid it down over him with practiced skill.
The sensation nearly made him explode, but then Emily rose and sank onto him in one smooth motion.
Once he was fully inside, she whispered into his ear.
“Docking—successful!”
“Get over here!”
“Kyaa♥”
Kim Jun pulled the giggling Emily into a tight embrace as she moved her hips.
Her voluptuous breasts pressed against his face. He could feel her heartbeat as he endured her riding him.
Just like when she had guided his hand earlier, her insides were incredibly wet and slippery.
“Ahh, haa~”
Her increasingly frantic hip movements made him feel like he might finish any second, but Kim Jun held on. He rubbed his face against her breasts, licked her nipples, then kissed her deeply, tongues tangling.
When the unstoppable urge finally rose, Emily pulled him close, pressing their bodies together.
Her slippery insides grew hotter. Unable to hold back, Kim Jun released inside her.
“Kh!”
“Haa, aahng!”
After their intense kiss, Emily suddenly opened her mouth wide and bit down on the side of his neck, then licked the spot while rubbing her saliva against his skin.
Just like with the other top stars, the sex was mind-blowing. This was the third time he had been with one of the women he used to watch on TV.
“Whew… whew!”
After finishing once, Kim Jun entered the sage time. Emily quietly got up and looked at the condom she had put on him with her mouth.
Seeing only the tip filled with white, she slowly peeled it off, tied the end, then opened her mouth again to clean the semen still dripping from his cock.
“Mmph?!”
Even after one round, Emily was already using her mouth to get him hard again.
“Slurp—slurp—”
Once she had licked him clean, she took out another condom and carefully rolled it on.
“Does it take five minutes for this to get hard again?”
“Hey… I’m tired…”
“But you’re still going to do it, right?”
The whisper in his ear made it impossible to stop. Emily sat beside him, gently stroking him back to full strength.
These top stars and their seemingly endless lust—Kim Jun pulled Emily close with one arm. Even while nestled against him, she kept caressing him with her hand.
“Oppa.”
“Mm?”
“While we do the next round, I have a favor to ask.”
Asking for a favor during sex? Kim Jun held her tighter, ready to grant whatever she wanted.
Emily made a purring sound like a cat and whispered into his ear.
“Second round on that soft bed over there. And… every time you’re inside me, tell me you love me.”
“…Mm?”
“Trust is love, after all.”
The bed in the back of the camper van.
Before today’s looting, the two of them had cleaned it together. Fresh sheets, a new mattress, even air freshener—it was the perfect sleeping space.
Kim Jun hadn’t planned it, but after organizing the vehicle with Emily, he smiled and sent her to the bed.
He walked over to the window where the shotgun hung, checked once more with the HD light, and confirmed there was no movement outside.
“There’s no mood~ You should’ve come right away. What is this?”
Emily, lying naked on the bed, watched him doing other things and wrapped the sheet around herself.
Kim Jun laughed, picked up the discarded condom wrappers from the floor, and approached her.
“Our princess is really worked up, huh?”
He pounced onto the bed, climbing on top of her.
After one intense round, the fire between them ignited again in seconds. Kisses, rubbing—soon the man was hard and the woman was wet.
As the two began their second round, Kim Jun smiled and said,
“If you go all the way with me, you won’t last. You’ll cum first.”
From below, licking sweat off his skin while hugging him, Emily whispered into his ear.
“You really think you have that kind of stamina?”
“!!!”
That was the signal. Kim Jun began thrusting like a madman.
Emily wrapped her legs around him, pulling him close as they savored the best night of their lives amid the threat of death.
Ten minutes. Twenty. Thirty. Forty…
Time kept flowing as both of them screamed.
One was holding back for a soul-shaking final release, while the other was lost in the relentless piston-like pounding, riding pure excitement to its peak.
“I love you!”
“Haa! Ahng! More! Say it again!”
“Yeah, I love you, Emily!”
Every time he said he loved her, Emily grew more excited, moving even more wildly.
That night, Kim Jun thrust like a beast, over and over again.