The Persistent Doorbell
Ah, ah, ah… W-what do we do now!? My cock started shooting inside Park Ah-young’s pussy. Thick ropes of cum poured out in heavy spurts. Once it began, the orgasm showed no sign of stopping. Ding-dong. And the doorbell was just as relentless. The constant ringing had gone far beyond polite and was now downright irritating.
“Hngh, haaah…” Park Ah-young lay collapsed in front of me, still twitching. Her walls kept squeezing and milking my cock, her ass pushed back like she was in full heat. “It’s… still coming out… so much… hngh, haaah…♥”
“You took the pill, remember?”
“Ungh… I did. I took it, so… more, give me more…”
Park Ah-young tried to push herself up, but her body was completely spent. All she could manage were weak, shaky movements. Ding-dong.
“Ah… s-someone’s here…”
She finally noticed the doorbell, though her reaction was painfully late. That only made her wide, teary eyes look even cuter.
“…It’s not Mom and Dad, right…?”
“If it were them, they’d already be inside.”
“…Then who…?”
Ding-dong. Ding-dong. The ringing was starting to feel almost threatening. I had no idea who it was or why they were so desperate, but I didn’t need to find out. If I just ignored it, they’d eventually give up and leave in this heat.
“Forget that for now. You still owe me that promise, right?”
Park Ah-young turned her head back while lying face-down. Through her messy hair, her eyes were glistening with tears for some reason.
“Ungh… okay. I like you… I like you so, so much…♥”
It was a simple promise—two more rounds. The moment she agreed, her face lit up with excitement at the thought of continuing right now.
“Ah, aah… heavy. You’re heavy, but… it feels too good…”
Her body stayed pinned beneath mine against the bed. Feeling my weight, she trembled and reached back to grab my ass, pulling me closer.
“…Keep going… don’t stop, every day…”
Those words were surprisingly bold coming from her. The same Park Ah-young who used to play hard to get was now openly begging. My cock hardened even more inside her. Her pussy clenched tightly, making wet, obscene sounds as it squeezed me.
“Hngh, haaah…♥!”
I kneaded her breasts, feeling her stiff nipples rub against my palms. Her heart pounded wildly beneath my hands.
“Ah, um… Do-hyeon-ah…”
Park Ah-young called my name in a sweet, needy voice.
“What?”
“Um, well… can we… do it facing each other? Like, in front…?”
She mumbled shyly. I stared at the back of her head in silence. Unable to bear the quiet, she suddenly started squirming.
“I-it’s not for any weird reason! It’s just… like this, my stomach hurts too much! That’s why! R-really!”
“Is that really all?”
“Y-yeah! It’s true!”
Whether she simply preferred missionary or not, I didn’t care. The fact that she wanted to see my face was enough. I slid my hands under her belly and flipped her over in one smooth motion, keeping my cock buried inside her the whole time.
“Kyaaah…!!”
Her pussy walls dragged along my shaft as she turned. Even though I thought I knew every inch of her, this new angle sent fresh sparks through both of us.
“J-just now… haah, ha… hngh…♥!”
Her lower belly twitched visibly. The outline of my cock pressed up against her thin skin, clear as day.
“…Felt good, didn’t it?”
“N-no!? It didn’t feel good at all…!”
Her eyes were unfocused and anxious, drool trailing from the corner of her mouth. She lay completely spread out, toes curling, fingers clutching the sheets as she tried to endure the overwhelming pleasure.
“Don’t look…”
She blushed furiously and covered her belly with her hands. I ignored it and kept thrusting, pulling her slick pink insides out with every stroke.
“Wow…”
The sight of her untouched, pretty pink flesh clinging to my cock was mesmerizing. It looked almost pure—except for the fact that my cock was buried deep inside it.
“Stop staring like that… I’m really embarrassed…”
She tried to cover herself again, but I grabbed her wrist.
“It’s pretty. Show me more.”
“Ugh… I already said I’m embarrassed…”
Eventually she gave up and moved her hand away on her own, fully exposing herself. Clear fluids and my cum leaked out, soaking the sheets beneath her.
“You’re leaking. Squeeze harder.”
I pressed down on her lower belly.
“Ah, there—don’t press there!”
Her stomach felt soft and yielding under my fingers, like warm dough.
“Good girl. Keep clenching like that.”
“Idiot…! That kind of praise doesn’t make me happy at all!”
Her expression was a mix of embarrassment and reluctant pleasure. She was far more honest than her sister. While Park Eun-ji would get angry to hide her feelings, Park Ah-young simply blushed and tried to endure. Her body betrayed her every time, hips subtly shifting to chase the best angle.
“Hngh, haah, haeut…♥”
She was honest with her pleasure. I held her hips and let her legs drape over my arms, her toes twitching.
“…Are you just going to keep staring?”
A sweet scent rose between us. The air in the room felt thick with it.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Huu…”
She let out a long breath, her exhale brushing my face.
“…Put it in.”
“What?”
“…Hurry up and put it in…”
Her face was shy, but there was a hint of boldness in her eyes. The moment the words left her mouth, I slammed back inside.
“Kkuaaah…♥!!”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, her modest breasts pressing against my chest. “Harder… pound my pussy…”
I lifted her up, holding her by the thighs in a full nelson. Her small body fit perfectly in my arms.
“The position is… weird…”
It was the classic standing carry. Every step I took drove my cock deeper.
“Hold on tight so you don’t fall.”
“Ungh… aah, hngh…♥”
The loud doorbell had long faded from my mind. Just when I thought it had stopped, it changed into heavy, angry pounding on the door.
Bang! Bang!
The noise was loud enough to echo through the entire apartment.
“Haah… right when it was getting good.”
“…G-good…? Now…?”
“You really need to ask?”
She buried her burning face against my neck, her breath hot and shaky. I walked toward the intercom, each step making her pussy clench around me.
“Hngh! Ah, how am I supposed to—!”
Every movement pushed my cock against what felt like her cervix. I smirked.
“Is that your womb twitching?”
“Y-you perverted bastard!”
“Still feels good though, right?”
“…Shut up!”
I patted her ass and kept walking. Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Hngh! Y-you scared me…”
“Who the hell is still causing a scene out there?”
It wasn’t some drunk. I couldn’t understand why anyone would be this aggressive. I stopped in front of the intercom.
“Who is it?”
Park Ah-young twisted to see the screen. I turned slightly so she could look.
Her pussy suddenly clamped down hard.
“Ah, ah, ah… W-what do we do now!?”
On the screen was a furious face glaring straight at us.
“You fucking bastard—!! Open the damn door!!”
Park Eun-ji’s voice exploded through the speaker. Park Ah-young’s walls convulsed violently around my cock, her pussy rippling like it was alive.