Wrecking the Body - Porchio (2)
Having sex with Ha-jin oppa in the bedroom had become far more frequent than with Ha-jun oppa. Every memory in this house was now thoroughly defiled by Ha-jin oppa. Only two months remained... If she could just endure those two months, she could break free from him. Then she could remake the sullied memories. Her beloved Ha-jun oppa would surely embrace her ruined body and mind. Even if she'd fallen hopelessly in love with Ha-jin oppa's cock, even if her relationship with Ha-jun oppa had twisted into something perverse, it was still love... She just had to cling to that one belief and hold on.
"Kyaaak... Oppa, stop...!"
Her resolve, hardened to steel, crumbled pathetically the moment Ha-jin oppa's cock stabbed into her womb.
"Gonna feel so good deep in your womb today and break even more?"
Instead of his usual brutal, pulverizing fuck, he just stayed buried to the hilt, pressing right against her womb without moving. His motionless cock offered no friction, but every time he bore down on her belly from above—like a lover tenderly kissing his beloved—her womb would descend bit by bit to kiss his cock in return. It clung greedily, reluctant to let go, but as it slowly lost strength and peeled away, the suction between womb and cock sent electric pleasure scorching up her spine, strong enough to roll her eyes back.
"Mm... around here, maybe?"
Already driven half-mad, she watched as he cautiously pressed both thumbs into the soft flesh above her pelvis, slowly probing. When he hit a certain spot, her body jolted upward on its own.
"Eh...?"
Her pussy couldn't hold back orgasm, leaking piss in dribbles, overwhelmed pleasure outpacing her brain. Her body had already gone, but her mind couldn't comprehend. Oppa grinned like he'd found her weakness, thumbs digging relentlessly into that spot, pushing harder.
Juuurk—
Each press was like hitting a button; piss and juices gushed out in streams. Only now did the pleasure crest into her brain, thin tentacles raping every wrinkle, burning her neurons in ecstasy. Blood spurted from her nose.
"Hiek... Ahit... Haat...♡"
Human words failed her. Her mind was intact, but some part of her brain was broken—she babbled like a newborn.
"This is where your ovaries are, right? Press like you're gripping them, stimulating the womb?"
"Haat...!? Kyaaak...!"
His words sent her hips bucking, body shuddering uncontrollably. The motion dragged his embedded cock in and out, tormenting her womb from both sides until she blacked out.
Suuu—
"Hyaak...! Stop...!"
He forcibly snapped her awake again.
"I told you not to run from the pleasure. Just accept it and go insane."
His still-buried cock began moving slowly.
Squelch— Squelch—
Not his usual savage pounding, but a teasing stroke over her cervix, glans tickling like a caress. Milder than before, bearable—she caught her breath in relief.
Pfuuuk—
After twenty minutes of gentle stroking, his cock pulled back then thrust up slowly, like propping her womb from below. Inch by inch, the upward pressure built. Pull out, thrust in... Pull out, thrust in... Definite stimulation, but after so much intensity, it was sweetly agonizing.
Squelch— Squelch— Grind—
Five minutes of knocking at her womb's door, and suddenly—a gap opened. Like slipping a foot into a crack, it invaded where it shouldn't.
"Oppa...? Wait... this feels wrong... dangerous... Hngut...♡"
Sensing the peril, she begged desperately, but her pleas only fueled his arousal, accelerating him.
"Hyeek...♡ It hurts...! It hurts...!"
Her cervix kissed his cock thickly, a portion slipping in. Forced open, it burned with familiar pain—overwhelming yet known. Unwanted agony hit without warning; tears streamed as she groaned in torment.
"Familiar pain, right? They say menstrual cramps are from the cervix opening. What you're feeling is forced period pain."
Absurd, unbelievable. Who welcomed cramps? Forcing them was hell.
"Don't worry. I'll make your body crave periods forever."
Ridiculous, but knowing Ha-jin oppa, he'd do it. Fear made her piss flow endlessly.
Chororok—
Pathetically, her body twisted even that terror into pleasure, twitching toward climax.
"Mm... Guess my strength only gets me this far..."
Disappointed, he vented frustration by twisting his half-entered cock, grinding for more. Amid the forced cramps, heat bloomed somewhere deep, pleasure rising as he predicted.
"Hngut... Hngut... Haak...♡"
Dreadful pain mixed with leaking ecstasy from a cracked jar; moans and whimpers blended.
"Oot...? Ot...? Oook...?"
The jar shattered, pleasure overflowing, melting her brain. No words, no moans—just round-mouthed gasps of awe or agony.
"Hye-won~ Snap out of it. You're totally gone... Let's stop here for today."
He pulled out, showing her his cock.
"Hee... Cock...♡"
The object of her obsession restored her—well, filled the void with a vulgar slut.
"Hawp... Chup...♡"
She devoured the cock that had just broken her as a woman, savoring it mindlessly.
"Love cock that much?"
"Mng... Tasty...♡"
Head throbbing, numb like infant regression, lisping coquettishly—yet craving pleasure still.
He yanked it from her eager mouth, jammed back into her pussy.
Thwack— Thwack— Thwack—
Violent sex as always; sloppy pussy squelched under lewd flesh-slaps, bitch in heat wailing for her stud echoing through the bedroom.
"Ehehe... Kinda numb...♡"
Her treasured bedroom, last bastion of memories, surrendered to the mad bitch: a den for rutting with a dominant male.
Thwack—
Oppa started punching her belly. Harder than last time, gut-wrenching blows with nausea.
Thwack—
Stronger shocks vibrated her molten-womb brain, pleasure threatening to dissolve it.
"Hak... Hat... Ha... Hak..."
Forgotten how to breathe amid ecstasy, babbling nonsense. Dazed mind heard her heartbeat fading.
"Mm... Any more and you might actually die."
His cock swelled hugely, one final time, flooding her with hot, sticky cum.
Splurt— Splurt—
"Euk... Augh..."
Melting semen on skin alone sent her over. Mouth gaping like a dying goldfish, eyes rolled back like a dead frog, limbs flailing at nothing as she twitched on her back.
＊＊＊
She barely regained her senses to greet Ha-jun oppa, who—fatefully—wanted sex today. In the bedroom, now utterly defiled by Ha-jin oppa's romps, she'd fuck Ha-jun oppa. To erase the lingering heat and musk of stud and bitch, she burned the purple powder Ha-jin oppa had given her every day.
"Shall we...?"
She knew its effects on her and him, but to fuck her beloved Ha-jun oppa, she needed artificial arousal—her body was that broken now.
"P-please... do it..."
Blindfolded, he sat passively on the bed. Expectant, his cock strained decently—but puny compared to Ha-jin oppa's girth, hardness, length.
"God... even in this, you're rock-hard..."
Seeing his pathetic dick, she compared to Ha-jin oppa's. Twins, yet so pitiful—unbelievable.
"Like me touching you that much? You fucking loser...?"
Blindfolded, hands bound to prevent jerking, she whispered insults by his ear. His worthless cock wept pre-cum in delight.
"Oppa. You're so pathetic. Love being tied up and tormented by a weaker woman? Nipples pinched like this feel good?"
"Ugh... Krgh...!"
No retort to her abuse—just moans matching her teasing. His silence, perhaps shame, pissed her off.
She ripped off his blindfold, stomped his cock with her foot.
"Krgh... Hye-won...?"
"I asked if it feels good. Why no answer? Ignoring me?"
Genuinely irritated, stomping his sad dick aroused her—cheeks flushing, breath quickening. Watching her degrade him with her foot, he trembled, panting roughly.
"Haak... Hng... Ugh... Feels good..."
Stubborn pride clinging on—infuriating. She gripped her stocking over his glans, teasing only the tip.
"Herk... Hye-won...?"
Ignoring his pleas, she yanked her hips, tormenting his fleeing cock with the fabric.
Slap— Rub— Rub—
No lube; rough threads rasped his glans painfully—but Ha-jun oppa moaned in bliss, twitching toward ejaculation.
"Uwaaak...!"
Grinding teeth through agony-ecstasy, drooling screams—he couldn't cum without her command, tears streaming in frustration.
"Oppa. Feels good?"
"Yes...! So good...! Hye-won, please... let me cum...!"
His desperate wail thrilled her; to hear more, she stopped.
Squelch— Squelch—
His near-bursting cock oozed pre-cum madly, twitching in complaint.
She smothered his nose and mouth with the sticky stocking, pinched his nipples, whispering:
"Handjobs are too good for you. Can't please a woman? Just sniff and cum like a bitch."
Shocked, his erection wilted—but pre-cum still overflowed in arousal.
"Then cum, oppa. Slurp..."
Licking his ear, twisting nipples viciously—his soft cock spurted thin, meager semen, far less than Ha-jin oppa's.
Ha-jun oppa lay comatose on the bed, drooling in afterglow, satisfied.
"Pfft... Twins who look identical, yet so different..."
His pathetic state screamed failed male—she sneered.