Chapter 92
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 92
Chapter Title: Night, Hotel (4)
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“H-Hee… Haa… Hngh…”
Ha Yoon, who had climaxed immediately from the sudden penetration, collapsed onto Woo Shin-hyung's chest, letting out short, ragged breaths.
It felt like a lightning bolt had struck her from the top of her head. The sensations should have risen from below, but her brain seemed to flood with pleasure before even receiving the signals.
Just from a single thrust, and it felt this good. As Ha Yoon writhed with a dazed expression, Woo Shin-hyung lightly slapped her cheeks.
“You’re not passing out already, are you? I just put it in.”
“Eueuk…”
“Master, come on. Anyone would lose it when they get Master's cock.”
“Ha Yoon?”
Ignoring Han Seol-ah's fawning from the side, Woo Shin-hyung kept calling her name. Ha Yoon belatedly came to her senses and lifted her face.
“Y-Yes? Yes?”
“Are we stopping here?”
“Stopping here…? What… Oh.”
Only then did Ha Yoon realize the cock buried inside her and recall what was happening. Her cheeks flushed as she vigorously shook her head.
“J-Just a little more. I’ll try.”
“That’s more like it. I was about to be disappointed if you quit now.”
“Hoo…”
As she lifted her body, the twitching cock inside her pussy became even more vividly felt. Ha Yoon took a deep breath, then slowly raised herself up, just like Han Seol-ah had shown earlier.
“Hngh…♡”
Every time the cock filling her depths withdrew, it felt like her pussy was being dragged out with it. Ha Yoon forcibly clung to her dizzying mind and let out a muffled moan.
But pulling out was nothing compared to thrusting back in. As her pussy slowly filled until it felt completely stuffed, Ha Yoon squeezed her eyes shut and panted. Then she opened them and muttered.
“I-It’s too big…”
She had no idea how it had all fit before. Even now, thinking it was full, she still hadn’t taken it to the root. As Ha Yoon panted helplessly, Woo Shin-hyung said.
“Don’t try to force it all in at once. Find the spot that feels good for you and move.”
“Th-The spot that feels good?”
“Seol-ah, help her out.”
“Yesss.”
Han Seol-ah crawled over and stood behind Ha Yoon, pressing on her stomach.
“Haht! Like that—ahng! D-Don’t touch there…!”
“You’re complaining when it’s not even fully in yet? Haven’t you ever used a dildo or something?”
“Wh-Why would I use something like tha—hngh!”
“If you had, this would be easier. Though nothing beats Master's cock, of course.”
Saying that, Han Seol-ah slid her hand from Ha Yoon’s stomach down to grip her waist.
Ha Yoon tensed, expecting a sudden drop like Woo Shin-hyung had done. But a giggle came instead.
“Why so scared? I’m just helping you move.”
“M-Move how…?”
“Cowgirl’s fun with pounding too, but grinding your hips like this to rub the inside feels even better.”
With those words, the hands on her waist forced her hips to move. The unexpected strength pulled Ha Yoon along without resistance.
Squelch, squelch—the wet sounds matched her hip movements, but Ha Yoon’s face showed strain more than pleasure.
Seeing her sweating and panting, Han Seol-ah frowned.
“Hmm, not this position? Lean back a bit, like you’re half-lying down.”
“L-Like this…?”
“Yeah, good. Now grind your hips like I did earlier.”
Ha Yoon nodded and moved her hips again. Unlike before, which stimulated the back wall, this targeted the front.
‘This might feel okay…’
“Hng, eung, aaah…”
Letting out faint but clear moans, Ha Yoon slowly circled her hips, pressing firmly as if grinding down. Woo Shin-hyung felt the pleasure too, exhaling as he placed a hand on her thigh.
But it wasn’t enough for climax or ejaculation. Knowing that, Ha Yoon gathered more courage.
“Haaang…!”
Squelch—the deep penetration made her body tremble finely. Yet she didn’t stop her hips. Her shy movements gradually sped up, just like Han Seol-ah’s had.
Staring at the ceiling with unfocused eyes, Ha Yoon pressed the pleasure spot firmly with his cock. She looked just like a monkey that had just discovered masturbation. Han Seol-ah knelt up, grabbed her upside-down face, and said.
“Ha Yoon’s a full sex slave now.”
“Hee, hng, sex slave? Hnght…”
How cute. Gazing lovingly at Ha Yoon’s slurred mumble, Han Seol-ah kissed her face—which naturally became lips from her perspective (up from Ha Yoon’s).
“Churp, haht, chup…”
Tongues tangled above while below, the cock ravaged her pleasure spot. Ha Yoon couldn’t gather her wits.
She kissed and ground her hips, lost in pleasure. Then she felt climax approaching.
“Chup, nngh, haa, I-I don’t think I can cum, hngh…!”
“Smack… What do you mean you can’t cum?”
“I-I’ve never done this alone…!”
She had masturbated before, but always with Kim Seon-ah’s help. Never alone since. There was always a partner—Kim Seon-ah or another trainer.
So riding to climax solo was new. As Ha Yoon panted desperately, Han Seol-ah covered her mouth with a hand and murmured.
“So cute…”
Shaking her hips like a slut but never climaxing alone? What a contradiction. Yet Han Seol-ah felt no disgust or pity.
Instead, she smiled at Ha Yoon’s flushed, helpless face, hugging her gently.
“Then this is your first solo climax?”
“Eung, hng, it’s torture, ahng, I wanna cum…!”
Already on the edge, Ha Yoon unconsciously controlled her pace, teetering on the brink. She could have cum if she kept going, but some inexplicable fear held her back.
Realizing this, Han Seol-ah leaned in, adding her weight to pin her inescapably. She pressed down, helping swallow the root.
“Hk?! W-Wait, ahng…!”
Ha Yoon didn’t just take it. She was like a beaker full to the brim, held by surface tension. One more nudge and pleasure would spill, overturning everything.
That’s how long she’d delayed. Fearing the aftermath, she gripped the sheets harder, but couldn’t resist the weighted press.
“Eughk, ahng, hngiiing…!”
Squelch—the cock burrowed deeper. Ha Yoon gritted her teeth, brows furrowed, but moans leaked through. A little more stimulation and she’d climax.
Fortunately, she held out until fully hilted. Twisting and moaning wildly, she endured. Panting, she tried cooling her feverish body.
“No way. Trying to escape again?”
“Hee?”
Han Seol-ah gripped her waist, pressing to make the tip hit deeper. Then she ground her hips like before.
“Eook…!”
Ha Yoon exhaled at the glans rubbing her deepest spot. She desperately wanted to stop Han Seol-ah’s hands. But she couldn’t. The pent-up pleasure shattered her endurance, waves crashing uncontrollably.
A flash burst before her eyes. Her body floated skyward. Then plummeted, paying the price for her restraint.
“――――――♡♡♡”
Ha Yoon let out a bestial, wordless scream.
Her body convulsed wildly, but Han Seol-ah calmly pressed her toward Woo Shin-hyung’s torso.
“Reminds me of that wild boar hunt we tagged along on.”
“They didn’t squeal this cutely.”
“Just a figure of speech. More importantly, Master’s not satisfied yet, right?”
Woo Shin-hyung nodded. Ha Yoon seemed content, but he’d only gotten mild stimulation—no ejaculation. She’d just been his fleshlight.
“Perfect, she got her climax. Now Master should cum once too.”
“Pull off for now. I’ll take it from here.”
“Yesss—”
As Han Seol-ah released, Ha Yoon’s small back twitched below.
Still lost in afterglow. But no mercy this time.
She’d served as a fleshlight; now it was time for a proper creampie to balance things.
Woo Shin-hyung hooked his arms under her limp legs, interlocking hands behind her back.
Standing would show Ha Yoon bound in his grasp.
He thrust his hips upward.
Slap—!
“Oooht…♡”
Ha Yoon, face buried in his chest, wailed obscenely. But it was just the start.
He slammed upward with womb-crushing force, making her squirt and climax repeatedly.
Each deep thrust shook her gripped legs.
Without varying pace, he pounded relentlessly. Ejaculation built quickly.
Without warning, he exhaled shortly and creampied her depths.
“Haaaang… Hngiiik?!”
Her belly filled with semen, Ha Yoon loosed a slack-tongued moan. But he didn’t stop. Thrusting more while pumping, he buried it deeper.
Overwhelmed, Ha Yoon rolled back her eyes and blacked out.