While Her Father's on the News
Daddy... your friend's cock tastes so good.
On the bed, two bodies lay entwined, naked as the day they were born.
"Haah. Haah. Haah."
Every time Han-seok moved, Jang Eun-ha, pinned beneath him, let out a hot breath. Between her spread legs, a thick shaft drove into her at an unrelenting rhythm. Her breasts, tipped with pretty, stiffened nipples, bounced in time with each thrust, deliciously tempting him.
Eun-ha grabbed hold of Han-seok's rock-hard ass.
"I'm about to come. Aahng—I'm coming. I'm coming!"
"Come."
With every piston-stroke, her hole, clamped tight around his cock, gushed waves of fluid.
"Aaahng."
Eun-ha arched her back and moaned.
"My Eun-ha feels fucking incredible."
"Aaaaahng."
"You're so pretty, you know that? Almost prettier than Han Yu-na."
"Aaaaaahng—what are you saying. Senpai, hurry up and come too."
Han-seok began to move his hips even harder. His cock ravaged her exclusive pussy without pause, the room filling with the lewd slap of flesh against flesh.
"Aaaaaah."
"Next time I tell you to come home with me, you just come along nicely. Got it?"
"Yesss. Yesss. Aaaaahng."
"Ready to come?"
"Please come. Master's semen—fill my exclusive pussy all the way up."
"Secretary Kim's trained you weird, hasn't she."
"You don't like it?"
"No. Keep doing it from now on."
"Yes."
"Here it comes."
Han-seok came inside her with the casual certainty of a man marking his territory. Her exclusive pussy responded to its master's semen at once.
"Nnghhh... Aaaaaahng!"
Eun-ha's back bowed like a drawn bow one more time. Even as he came, Han-seok kept pounding into her. From where the two of them joined, pussy juice mixed with white semen surged out again and again.
When he finished, Han-seok abruptly slowed his pace, savoring the slow drag of a cunt now filled to the brim with his cum.
"Ahhhhh. So good, Eun-ha."
"Me too. Haah. Haah. So good."
Han-seok kissed her. She wrapped both arms around his neck, and for a long while the two of them traded tongues.
Han-seok flipped through the channels with the remote.
"Nothing good on."
"Watch the news. Put on the news."
On her knees before him, naked, Eun-ha gripped his thighs, her legs spread in an M-shape. She glanced toward the TV, then began licking the cum-smeared cock clean with her tongue. Beneath her crotch sat a plastic container: every time her tongue ran along his shaft, her pale pink-lipped pussy quivered and another trickle of white semen dripped out and pooled into it.
"Eun-ha, I'll fuck you again tomorrow. Today I just came to hang out. It's not even EX74 semen—why are you collecting it?"
Eun-ha lifted her head, lips still smacking.
"Even regular semen is useful to me, to Secretary Kim, and to A-jin? If we synthesize a drug from it, it won't be as potent as the 74, but it'll still have its uses."
She ran her tongue over his balls.
"Yeah, fine. Got it. Got it."
Han-seok smoothed the hair at the side of her head. From her pussy, only clear arousal trickled down in a long thread now.
"Ah. I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry? Come here—let's fuck one more time and then eat."
"Try the gel this time."
Eun-ha closed the lid of the plastic container. Han-seok perched on the edge of the bed.
"Want to try it with your tits? You've never done that."
Eun-ha pulled the bottle of love gel out of her handbag.
"Shall we?"
She slid in between his knees on all fours, handed him the love gel, and grabbed her own breasts in both hands. Her small fingers couldn't come close to covering them.
Han-seok wedged his erect cock between her breasts. The corner of Jang Eun-ha's mouth curled up.
"What?"
"You're so hot."
"Your tits are nice and cool. I love it."
"I'm picturing it already—senpai fucking my tits like this and coming all over them."
Han-seok chuckled and emptied the entire bottle of love gel onto the glans nestled in her cleavage. Eun-ha began lifting and lowering her hips, rubbing both breasts against his shaft. The gel turned to lubricant, and each stroke came with a slick, obscene sound.
"Senpai. Now tell me. About Han Yu-na."
"Oh, right. Well, it's nothing huge. Where do I even start... You know your dad used to bully me."
"Ugh. So this is a story where that bastard shows up."
Jang Eun-ha wrinkled her face in disgust.
"Jang Min-jun wasn't the only one who bullied me. There was a gang of eight. Han Yu-na's father was one of them."
"Oh. So you're getting revenge?"
It seemed like an entertaining story for Eun-ha, who loved martial-arts novels.
"Did I say that? I'm investing in a drama this season, and Han Yu-na's the lead. I told her I'd make sure she didn't get caught in the fallout when I settled things with her father. Said I'd look the other way for her in the industry from now on, too."
"Whoa. That's why you gave it to her? Was she a virgin? Or crazy experienced? What does she look like in person? Just like the AI renders, right?"
"Don't stop moving."
Jang Eun-ha, frozen mid-story, started moving her body again. His cock rose up out of her cleavage and sank back down, again and again.
"She looks exactly the same in person as on screen. It was her first time. And honestly, 'gave' isn't the right word... I just put it in and told her to give me five minutes. A kind of contract ritual—so we could become mutually trustworthy partners."
"Ohhh. Clever, senpai. You'd obviously used the love gel, so five minutes buried inside her and she wouldn't have been able to take it—she'd have gone over the edge."
"She didn't even last a minute."
"She'll be calling you all desperate soon. Haah. Haah."
Eun-ha's face flushed deeper, and she began moving faster and faster. His cock shuttled busily between her breasts.
"There it is?"
"Yesss... ahh."
"Feels good?"
Jang Eun-ha bit her lower lip and nodded without a word.
"Well, now that your tits belong to me too, I'll be making regular use of them."
"Haah. Haah."
The face that had been listening to the story with such fascination was now a mess of sweat.
"How is it? Compared to the EX74 semen? No difference in how good it feels?"
"Yesss. Just as good."
"If you want to come, go ahead."
"Nnngh... nnngghhhh."
Han-seok pinched both of Eun-ha's swollen, begging-to-be-touched nipples between his fingers and rubbed them fast with his thumbs. She moved faster still.
"Aaahn. Nnnngh—keep do-doing that—aaaaaah!"
She arched her spine and threw her head back, squirting from between her legs onto the floor. Her mouth hung open, panting.
"Haah. Haah. Haah."
Her hands, still gripping her breasts, fell away limply. Han-seok gathered her into his arms.
"There you go. There you go."
He stroked her trembling back.
"Haaahn. Senpai."
"Hmm?"
Eun-ha stared into space as she spoke.
"To develop something like this... I really might be a genius."
"You're more of a genius than I am."
"Oh, hardly. I just kept researching because I needed the semen... wait."
"What?"
"If you'd only been using it inside Han Yu-na, you'd never have tasted it yourself, right?"
"Hm? Yeah..."
"Then this is the first time. One sec—let go of me?"
When Han-seok loosened his arms, Eun-ha planted both hands on his thighs. She opened her mouth, took in his erect cock, and began bobbing her head.
"Mmph. Mmph."
For a long while she sucked his cock like it was the most delicious thing in the world. Then she let it slip from her mouth and ran her tongue up the length of the shaft.
"How is it? Tastes good?"
"Yesss. Your cock is fucking delicious, senpai. Heh. It tastes like strawberries."
"Then it worked."
"Sorry for hogging it. I'll take care of you too, of course."
She took the glans back into her mouth and unleashed a high-speed blowjob.
"Ahh. Eun-ha's mouth-pussy is always the best."
Han-seok rested his hand on her head. On the TV, the news was covering the Coin Gate scandal that had just broken, ensnaring a whole crowd of public figures. Among the implicated names was Jang Min-jun. The screen caught him navigating through a scrum of reporters.
— Reporter: "Assemblyman, will you respond to the allegations?"
— Jang Min-jun: "This is utter nonsense. These are patently false claims."
He answered nothing further and got into his car.
"Wow. Min-jun's a busy man."
Han-seok pressed down firmly on the back of Eun-ha's head. His cock slid deep into her mouth-pussy.
"Ulp. Ulp."
"Just a little more. A little more. Good girl."
It sank deep into her throat.
"Ulp. Ulp. Ulp."
Jang Eun-ha tapped his thigh. He let go.
"Puhaah. Haah. Haah. Haah."
A web of saliva stretched from her lips to his cock.
"Sorry. Too deep?"
"No. Heh—hah. There was still love gel left on you, I almost came again."
"Your dad's on TV."
Eun-ha turned her head toward the screen.
"Was that you, senpai? The bribery thing they were going on about before?"
Han-seok shrugged.
"Who knows. My feeling is, if he'd never done that kind of thing in the first place, there'd be nothing to expose."
"Ugh. I can't even stand looking at his face."
"Is it rude to ask why you hate your father?"
"Rude? Not at all. He cheated constantly, whenever the mood struck, and he screamed at my mother until she broke—she's in a psychiatric hospital because of it. All because of that son of a bitch."
Eun-ha kept talking as she worked his cock in her hand.
"Senpai. Could you change the channel?"
"Mm. Let's just watch this much. If he comes on again, I'll switch it."
"So it was you who did that to him? Is that why you keep watching?"
"No. That bastard must feel like absolute shit right now, and I like watching it while I'm fucking his daughter. That's all."
"Ah. I suppose it would look that way from where you're sitting. In that case—"
Eun-ha climbed back onto the bed and got down on all fours like a dog. She thrust her hips out, reached between her legs, and spread her pussy open in a V with her fingers.
"Then enjoy my body while you watch the news."
"Eun-ha, you really get it."
Han-seok climbed onto the bed, took hold of his cock, and pressed the glans against her waiting hole.
"Going in."
He drove his hips forward. The pussy he'd developed as his own swallowed her master's thick cock without a hint of resistance.
"Aaaaaaaaaahng!"
Eun-ha threw her head back and moaned like an animal in heat. A reporter's voice drifted from the TV.
Watching the footage of her father, Han-seok seized that springy, plump ass and fucked Jang Min-jun's daughter like his own personal fuck-toy. With every stroke of his cock, every slap of his balls against her soaked mound, her love-gel-slickened tits swayed obscenely beneath her.
"Ahh. Daddy... your friend's cock tastes so good."
Eun-ha said it with her eyes fixed on the TV.
"Ah, fuck, Min-jun. Why is your daughter so goddamn delicious, huh?"
Han-seok picked up the pace.
Then—
Riiiiing, riiiiing.
A phone rang. Eun-ha's phone. She checked it, then turned the screen toward him.
The ringtone kept blaring. Eun-ha spoke.
"I'm going to answer it. Please keep going."