Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Short Break and the Mage (3)
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"Y-yeah... It f-feels... g-good..."
Every time his cock twitched inside her thick, sopping-wet pussy lips, the smile on Moon Hayeon's lips grew even deeper.
Squelch... squelch...
Staring straight down at Park Jungwoo, she slowly rolled her hips. Hic... hic. Sharp gasps leaked out from beneath her body, little by little.
"H-heek... hee!"
The sensation of his cock bending deep inside her drenched flesh made a groan burst from Park Jungwoo's lips, like he was on the verge of passing out.
Her pussy clung to him relentlessly, just like its owner, wrapping around his cock without a single gap. Veins, tendons, every inch—even the foreskin hugging his glans stuck wetly to her, tugging at his skin obsessively.
"D-does it... f-feel good...? Y-you like it too... Jungwoo...?"
Her hands pressed against his ribs. Straddling him like a puppy with her legs spread wide over his prone body, Moon Hayeon panted as she asked.
With a wet gulp of a moan, her hovering ass slowly descended again.
A sticky slurp accompanied the peeling back of his foreskin, her mucous membrane directly enveloping the sensitive flesh of his glans. Without thinking, Park Jungwoo arched his waist sharply and let out a sobbing moan.
"Y-yeah... It's h-hitting... j-just right... Jungwoo..."
Her lower mouth nibbling greedily at his rock-hard erection, Moon Hayeon's hips began to buck slowly.
Every time the swelling glans scraped out of her pussy from the friction, a thin whine escaped her lips.
Her tight pussy refused to let go of the meat rod inside it easily. With each lift of her hips, a wet squelch leaked from under her skirt as it roughly gripped and rubbed his cock.
"Hngh... u-uh... ah... aaah..."
Not a shred of reason could be heard in the moans spilling from Park Jungwoo's lips.
Moon Hayeon didn't even try to suppress her upturned lips, gazing down at him—helplessly drowning in pleasure—with eyes brimming with excitement.
"Y-you like it too... heehee... heh..."
"Hnghk... u-uh... hngh..."
Moon Hayeon's body clamped down on Park Jungwoo even tighter. She pressed her upper body fully against him, hugging him close and grinding against him like he was adorable.
Park Jungwoo's vision went dark. With only the pounding of her heartbeat filling his ears, he answered with weak, gurgling sounds instead.
A humid, sticky scent—somehow soft and sweet in its lewdness—seeped into his brain. His frantic struggles gradually subsided, and his breathing steadied for a moment.
"Y-yeah... so c-cute... good boy... s-so good..."
Invisible to him, Moon Hayeon's expression was stained with thick, decadent pleasure.
She arched her back so deeply that a hollow formed along her spine, slamming her hips down. Each time her chewy flesh gripped and gnawed at his cock, sharp gasps—sip, eep—came from Park Jungwoo.
"U-uh... hngh..."
Voices that couldn't form words leaked out. Resisting the melting pleasure in his cock, Park Jungwoo forced his spinning eyes open.
Even as he tried to push her away by lifting his torso, it only buried his face deeper into her embrace. The sensation of suffocating in her soft, pillowy flesh... and the forced submission to that pleasure made him sob faintly in a small voice.
"J-Jungwoo... a-are you... c-crying...?"
Suddenly, Moon Hayeon's movements froze. She quickly lifted her upper body and peered at his face.
He shed teardrops like beads, without even answering. Unable to resist at all, just swallowing silent sobs and averting his gaze—
A strange ecstasy spread across the smile on Moon Hayeon's lips.
"...I-I tried... to h-hold back... b-but I can't... s-sorry... really... s-sorry..."
Muttering like she was chanting a prayer, Moon Hayeon licked her parched lips and slowly raised her ass.
"Sorry, J-Jungwoo... B-but... if you g-get me pregnant... I'll raise it w-well... okay...?"
Focus returned to Park Jungwoo's eyes. He tried to bolt upright at her words, but her vise-like grip on his wrists—like handcuffs—forced him back down helplessly.
"N-not inside... n-not i-inside...!"
Twisting wildly with slurred cries like he was sobbing, the blanket under his back bunched up messily.
Moon Hayeon watched his desperate thrashing—his tearful pleas—with endlessly aroused eyes. Drool trickled from her open lips, drip, onto his face.
"Y-yeah... i-it's okay... it won't h-hurt for long..."
Supporting herself on her tiptoes, she slowly lifted her hips.
Sluuuurp...
His cock slid out with a sticky squelch. Until moments ago wrapped in warm flesh, now only the tip barely remained, pathetically clinging to her tightening entrance.
Terror gradually crept into Park Jungwoo's eyes. It might break. If I cum here, my life could be over. In his surging panic, he screamed desperately.
"N-no... n—GYAHH!!"
Splat. Like wet meat slapping the floor, Moon Hayeon's ass slammed down, crushing his cock.
His foreskin peeled back in an instant, fully exposing the glans. Squeezed tight by her inner walls, her pussy violently urged him to ejaculate.
Even twisting away to escape the brain-melting pleasure, breaking free of her embrace was a pipe dream.
Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Haa... ah... ugh... kkh... hngh... uwaa... n-no... hngrk...!"
With each rapid piston thrust, fragmented moans burst from Park Jungwoo's mouth.
Her breasts jiggled mercilessly from her rough shaking. As the far heavier, stronger woman truly bore down on him, he couldn't even twitch.
"Nng... f-feels... g-good... this is... insane..."
Moon Hayeon muttered in a dazed, soul-lost voice. Every time his thick glans grazed her sensitive spots, her hips stuttered, and moans leaked from her lips.
Her hand trailed up from his wrist. Interlocking fingers and pinning him down tight, she murmured with a nasal heehee, heh.
"Y-you... l-like it too... r-right...? Jungwoo... y-yeah... you look... s-so good... best... so far... hnght..."
Squelch! Squish! Squelch!
Each hip thrust brought a wave of pleasure as his cock was dragged out. His mind was already a mess, sweat and tears nearly dried up.
Unlike Moon Hayeon's face, smeared with ecstasy and arousal, Park Jungwoo's was twisted in terror.
Tears streamed down his distorted eyes. Even as he flailed his head wildly with his gaping mouth working soundlessly, she showed no sign of stopping.
Suddenly, Moon Hayeon leaned down. Her face loomed close—her violet pupils blurred with excitement—making Park Jungwoo shrink back even more.
"Y-yeah... Jungwoo... I l-like it too... feels good..."
With rough hip thrusts, she stuck out her tongue and licked his face relentlessly, slaaarp.
More like a dog licking an empty food bowl to beg for more than one licking its master's face.
Tear-smeared eyes. Flushed red lips. Small nose, the inside of his open mouth—smearing her saliva everywhere on his face, she laughed with conquest-filled glee.
"B-breath... c-can't... breathe..."
Park Jungwoo's reason blurred further. The scent of her saliva invaded his nostrils, churning his sinuses.
His body grew weaker. Without resisting the pounding hips, he surrendered to the pleasure, entrusting himself to her movements.
"Y-yeah... f-faster... faster..."
Her pussy lips, heated red-hot from friction, chomped down on his cock greedily.
Each time her relatively heavy body crushed him, Park Jungwoo's frame shook faintly up and down.
His upward-gazing eyes rolled back, whites flashing. Gurk... gurk. Indistinguishable sobs or moans escaped as he whipped his head side to side violently.
"N-not... insiiiide... please... I'm... gonna...!"
Unlike his mouth, full of denials, his body obeyed instinct.
His waist stretched up, pressing tight against her crotch. Thrusting his cock deep inside her pussy without mercy, root and all, his hips bucked.
"Hngh... y-yeah... r-right there... good... Jungwooo..."
The sweet spot. Her glans-grinding point drew blissful moans from Moon Hayeon.
As she relaxed her legs, his waist crashed back to the floor with a fall of less than a foot.
Her folds clung tenaciously, one by one. Before the overwhelming pleasure that felt like death, Park Jungwoo's jaw hung slack, trembling.
His outstretched toes twitched. Legs, fingertips—his whole body shuddered as he let out a desperate moan.
"Hngh... aa... ah...!!"
Spurt!! Spluuurt, spluuuuurtttt...
The defeat came in under 10 minutes, thicker and more violent than usual.
Park Jungwoo's floating torso shook wildly. Curling and arching his back repeatedly in frenzy. Before the convulsive ecstasy, his reason crumbled, raw breaths scraping his throat in strange squeaks.
Moon Hayeon collapsed into her own orgasm too. Her rigid waist went slack. She slumped over him like melting.
Park Jungwoo was squashed under her plush body. She pressed her skin tighter against him, rubbing her breasts on his face. Moaning through clenched teeth, she panted, hff, hff, steadying her breath.
"Nng... yeah... good... love it... feels so good... Jungwoo... yeah..."
Splurt, spurt...
As Moon Hayeon clenched randomly below, squeezing out the remnants from his urethra, Park Jungwoo's cock dribbled the last drops.
Proving he'd spilled every drop, his cock softened inside her pussy. Like a perfect plug. Feeling her entrance fully sealed without gaps, Moon Hayeon let out a small moan.