Chapter 212
Chapter 212
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Strawberry-Flavored Pussy Juice Purifier
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She carefully spread her legs and climbed on top of me. She was so wet that drops of her juices dripped onto my stomach even as she shifted into position.
It was the same once she reached my face.
A few drops landed around my mouth. I licked them up with my tongue, and the thickest flavor yet spread across my taste buds.
An unbelievably sweet liquid. If I exaggerated just a little, you might confuse it with strawberry milk in a blind taste test.
Of course, only I—with my senses heightened to the max—could pick up on that taste.
"Ayoung, you know what? Your pussy juice is freaking delicious."
"What's delicious about that...? Aren't you such a perv?"
"You slurp up my cum every time like it's candy, saying how sweet it is, and now you're acting like this?"
"Because yours really is tasty."
"Same difference."
At a loss for words, she quietly lowered her ass onto my face. Leaning forward, she started cleaning up the cum smeared on my lower body.
She skipped my cock for now—saving the best for later, apparently—and focused her tongue on the surrounding areas first.
The sensation of her tongue crawling over my skin. I could only imagine what heavenly bliss it would bring once that warm, tentacle-like thing wrapped around my cock.
Pushing down my eagerness for a blowjob, I gazed up at her crotch hovering in the air.
Drip... drip...
As she started lapping up the cum, drops of her juices began falling from her pink pussy. If that much was squeezing out of such a tight hole, how much was pooled inside?
The inside felt way better than hands or even a blowjob, and if you added this natural lube...
A shiver ran down my spine like an electric current. I grabbed her ass and pulled it down, filling my mouth with pussy.
I licked thoroughly around the entrance first. Her thighs twitched when I brushed her clitoris. I kept teasing the hardened little nub, and moans started spilling out.
"Haaang... Right there, I love it... More."
"You like it when I suck here?"
"Yesss...! Every time your tongue touches it, my hips shake on their own..."
Her pussy juice flowed like a broken faucet. Maybe it was because she'd just swallowed my cum, but she seemed even more aroused than before.
But I hadn't really gotten started yet. I slipped my tongue into her wriggling folds and coated the inside with my saliva.
"Heehat! Haaang...! So good..."
She welcomed me with enough juice to quench my thirst. The deeper I pushed my tongue, the tighter her walls clenched.
As I savored the sweet strawberry pussy juice, her lips brushed my glans.
"Mmph...! Ung... slurp... suck..."
She sucked hard on the tip, then—unable to resist—swallowed half the shaft in one go.
Hot mucous membranes and a freely dancing tongue stroked my cock irregularly.
My thighs trembled uncontrollably. We'd jokingly called this a "mouth-pussy" combo before, but this time it felt legit.
Thanks to that, I thrust my hips up gently, fucking her mouth like it was her real pussy.
"Glrk...! Mmph! Hn! Hmmmph!"
I thought she was just cleaning me up, but Shin Ayoung was working to milk out more cum.
Her rhythmic bobs occasionally took me to the root. She made these pained sounds each time, but her head never stopped.
Of course, I was lost in the intense scent and flavor smothering my face. It blew past any pheromones or sex appeal—it was something else entirely.
Before long, the urge to cum built up.
Semen started churning slowly from my balls. As it rose up my urethra, my cock swelled bit by bit.
Feeling the change, her pussy clenched around my tongue and squirted juice in spurts. She was begging for cum in her hyper-aroused state.
I kneaded her ass hard and flicked my tongue faster, triggering her response. Her walls tightened and her anus puckered—the telltale signs she was right on the edge.
"I'm gonna cum, Ayoung."
"Mmph! Mm-hmm!"
Her slurps and gasps made it hard to understand, but she was so lost in the blowjob that she might not have even heard me. Still, she probably sensed my cock throbbing instinctively.
I pressed her ass down hard and lifted my hips slightly. Tensing my about-to-burst cock, I fired thick ropes of cum straight down her throat—unchanged in volume from before.
Splurt!! Spluuurt...!! Spluuuurt...!!
Her throat bobbed wildly. Shin Ayoung gulped it down greedily, whatever came.
Even as my spasming cock battered her throat every which way—which should've made her gag—she didn't stop.
After seeing how much I'd cum earlier, I was seriously impressed by this.
Moments later, my cock slipped free from the warm mucosa.
"Huuung...! Mm-hng... hack... hack...!"
"You okay?"
"Y-yeahh...! Ugh..."
She coughed lightly and caught her breath. Once she recovered, she straightened up and glanced back.
"Ah...!"
"Now you notice."
Realizing the situation, she looked apologetic and quickly lifted her ass. A sticky strand stretched with a wet snap, letting cool air rush in.
I panted too and gave her pussy a light smack.
"What am I supposed to do with you grinding your pussy right on my face and squirting all over it?"
"Sorry... I was so focused on making you feel good, I didn't realize."
"And you know I came on your face too, right? You rubbed it all over. I seriously thought I was gonna suffocate."
No exaggeration—she'd ground back and forth just like in cowgirl. My nose was full of her juice. Even now, every breath smelled intensely of strawberries.
"I didn't know. For real."
"If you're sorry, clean my face properly?"
"Okay. Hold on."
She got off me and headed to the desk. She took a swig from the bottled water we'd left there, rinsed her mouth, then returned to bed.
This time facing me, rubbing our genitals together.
"I rinsed with water, so it shouldn't be dirty now."
With that, her tongue touched my cheek. The soft thing that had just pleasured my cock now licked away the coated juices.
Lick, lick.
Her face moved cautiously like a cat's. A total mess, but still stunningly beautiful. Flawless skin even up close.
Shin Ayoung reclaiming her own pussy juice. It was insanely hot.
"But doesn't your pussy juice taste good?"
"Not at all. It's just a bit bitter."
"Tasted like strawberries to me."
"How could something from a person's body taste like strawberries? Be serious."
She couldn't even taste it from her own body. Such a shame she was missing out on that delicious nectar.
"Haa... There, good now? Hold on..."
She grabbed my discarded tank top and wiped my face. From cock cleanup to this—I felt like an emperor. No jealousy toward anyone.
How many guys in the world got service like this?
I patted her back in thanks, and she snuggled into me, grinding against my cock. A silent plea: reward time.
Makes sense—she'd swallowed cum and gotten her pussy slathered, so holding back must be impossible now.
"No anal today?"
"I didn't expect you tonight, so I didn't clean... Should I go wash quick?"
"Nah. I'll make your pussy swell up instead."
I flexed my cock, and she let out a soft whine. Slowly lifting her hips, she grasped my shaft.
Getting ready for cowgirl. But this time was mine.
"Kyaa...!"
I pushed her back. Her snow-white body sprawled over the black sheets and her dark hair. Stark contrast.
I aligned my harder-than-ever cock with her pussy entrance.
"Hng... Hurry...!"
"Can't hold back?"
"Yeah... And my body's acting weird today too... So hot and horny..."
Same here. My hypersensitive body and her aphrodisiac-fueled arousal.
Who'd feel it better?
Squelch...
I pushed in the glans, and her folds parted to welcome me. Just the tip, but my spine already tingled.
Worried I might cum the second I bottomed out.
"Haaaang... Hurryyy..."
Her desperate eyes and ragged breaths only fired me up more. If she saw my face right now, I'd look like a beast.
I swallowed hard and thrust in fully.
"Haaaaang...! Haaahng... Moreee..."
The deeper I went, the more her head tilted back. Her hips bucked up, fingers clutching the sheets.
As I tapped her cervix, her thighs quivered and a weak squirt splashed upward.
Even after that thorough cleanup blowjob, some cum must've lingered.
Otherwise, no way she'd react like this.
But I was the same. My sensitized cock started vibrating like a turned-on vibrator.
Was this perfect compatibility? I gripped my fading sanity and began slow pistoning.
"Haahk...! Suck right there... More! Hahng! Haaang!"
"Here?"
"Yess! Right there...!"
I could map her pussy's structure in my head—the folds, the wriggling—all transmitted perfectly. It was like a living creature all its own.
Even my vague ideas about her bumpy G-spot or all those vaginal ridges got rewritten.
I wanted to stay inside forever. Live in this warm pussy for life, feeling this forever.
"Ayoung."
"Y-yeah?"
"If we had kids, how many you thinking?"
"As many...! As you want... I'll have however many..."
"Then you won't go a day without being pregnant? Pop one out, knock you up again right away. Infinite loop."
"That's fiiiine..."
So cute. I interlaced fingers with her splayed-out hand. Leaned down, pressing our bodies together—no escape.
She wrapped her legs around my thighs, not wanting to let go, and clenched her pussy.
Ready, I knocked on her cervix to signal the start.
"Be careful not to pass out today."