Chapter 42
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Does the Hunter Mama Dream of Her Exclusive Baby? (7)
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"Here. Can you see it okay?"
I nodded as if entranced.
Her long finger slipped slightly into the cleft between her thighs. Yang Jihee parted her plump folds, tilting her upper body back a little and thrusting her lower half forward, as if urging me to take a closer look.
"...Hee hee. You're staring so intently."
I'd had sex with Moon Hayeon before, but I'd never seen anything like this up close. It always happened under the covers. All I'd done was squirm beneath her, moaning in pleasure.
The shape of a pussy viewed directly like this wasn't as pretty as I'd imagined. But those quivering folds, the moistening mucosa—it all looked endlessly lewd.
"And, yeah, like this..."
Yang Jihee's finger moved slowly. It climbed up to her slightly swollen clitoris and began to rub it gently with her thumb.
Her waist trembled faintly right before my eyes. Even as her finger joints twitched with tension, she didn't stop.
"They say rubbing here... feels good..."
She circled it lightly, then pressed down firmly with her thumb. She paused for a moment, then rubbed in broad circles with her fingertip.
Her hand stopped briefly. She pulled away from her clitoris and spread the flesh below again to show me.
"Would Jungwoo like to touch it...?"
Her sweet voice flowed into my ear. Without thinking, I leaned forward and brought my lips to her pussy.
"Ah, yeah, that's good too.... I didn't even tell you, and you're already so smart..."
Hee hee. She let out a satisfied laugh and stroked my head.
I parted my lips slightly and pressed my tongue to her spread-open pussy.
"Mm... "
A hard-to-describe scent and taste wafted over me. It was like sports drink, or maybe just the sensation of licking damp flesh.
But even from that simple act, she trembled lightly, her inner walls clenching just a bit. Her reactions filled me with an inexplicable satisfaction.
"Yeah, a little deeper..."
Her voice rose slightly, as if flushed with arousal. The hand stroking my head had moved to the back, gently pulling my head closer to press my face against her.
"Hmph... "
My head spun. My mouth and nose filled completely with her scent.
I rubbed my lips against her slightly swollen clitoris. I flicked my tongue upright to lick deeper inside, then lifted my head a bit to glance up at her.
Under the soft yellow light, I savored the sight of her eyes half-closed, her body twitching at every brush of flesh. I pressed my lips to her plump folds.
Slurp, slurp...
"Mmm. You're doing great—now here too..."
Her hand gently cradled my head from below. I paused, wary of grazing her with my teeth, then pointed my tongue and dug into her clitoris.
"Hnn...!"
Her lips pressed tight as a moan of pleasure escaped. Pleasure arched her shoulders, making her full breasts jiggle. The slip riding up below them swayed like a curtain.
I lapped at her eagerly for a while. Without realizing, my hand slipped under the covers to grip and knead my rock-hard cock.
Her hand patted mine lightly, easing my head away from below.
"Mmm, that should be enough..."
Swish, swish.
The fabric rustled as the slip barely covering her body slipped off. She tossed it to the foot of the bed with her fingertips, shifted sideways, and pulled back the covers.
"Hee hee, it's grown so much..."
Her gaze, full of fondness, fell on my crotch and lingered. She toyed with her beige hair, folding her blue eyes in a gentle smile as she slipped under the covers.
Yang Jihee lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Lying beside her, she smiled softly and took my hand.
Embarrassingly, my eyes weren't on her face but her body. Even splayed slightly in repose, her full breasts held their shape, making my already-tamed cock twitch instinctively.
"Come on, Jungwoo. Sit here."
Her voice was light and airy, but I couldn't refuse.
I rose cautiously and straddled her stomach. Worried about my weight, I braced my knees on the bed and gazed down at her.
I felt like I should do something. But my skill-dulled mind couldn't conjure a clear answer. As I hesitated, Yang Jihee let out a soft laugh.
"First, let's get those pants off, shall we? You can manage that much, right?"
As if I couldn't even do that, I bit my lip and pulled them down. My rigid cock sprang up over my underwear, freed from its confines.
"Mmm, good boy. You even took your clothes off all by yourself..."
Lying there, Yang Jihee patted my butt lightly. Her seductive smile fixed on my face as her hand moved slowly.
"Now, then..."
From her slender waist, her fingertips trailed down her belly. They paused at the mound of her pubic bone, pressing into the soft flesh.
As if ready to welcome me, her pink pussy quivered faintly.
"Shall we try putting it in here...?"
Forgetting all shame, the moment she gave permission, I lifted my hips. Gripping her pelvis tight, I tried to align my belly with hers.
"Mmm, ngh... "
Whether from haste or inexperience, my cock kept slipping past her entrance.
Yang Jihee twitched faintly with each brush of flesh, then spoke in a calm, gentle tone.
"Hey, don't rush. Take it slow."
Her voice was soft and sweet. She took my hand—resting on her hip—and eased it away leisurely.
My hand followed hers. With her fingers guiding between my thighs, I gripped my cock lightly and glanced at her questioningly.
"Hee hee. That's right. Now, just like that—slowly..."
She gripped my cock firmly and aligned it with her slick hole. To avoid slipping again, I pressed my hand and eased my hips forward.
Squelch, squish...
With lewd wet sounds, my cock slid inside her naturally, as if the earlier failures had been a lie.
The sensation of her enveloping me from the tip made me pause and catch my breath. Yang Jihee chuckled softly and reached out to pat my cheek.
"It's okay to go slow. Come on..."
I steadied my breathing and looked down at her. Staring at her gentle smile, I took a deep breath and thrust my hips forward again, slowly.
Squelch...
With a sound like air escaping, my cock sank root-deep into Yang Jihee's pussy.
Our lower bellies pressed flush. My head poked out slightly from her cleavage. I gazed at her with the most pathetic expression.
Even as my lips worked silently, she said nothing. Feeling an inexplicable emptiness, I bit my lip. Only then did she smile and pat my butt.
"Hee hee, good job. Shall we try moving now...?"
A hint of pleasure colored her voice. It oddly thrilled me, so I slowly lifted my hips from where they'd been pressed tight.
Squish, slosh, squelch...
The pace was slow, so the wet sounds dragged too. I fought my quickening breath, desperately scraping deep inside her.
I suppressed the rising urge to cum. I wanted to prolong it, to earn even a little more praise—that thought dominated my mind.
"Mmm, ah, yes, that's... perfect, scraping just right..."
Shallow moans spilled from Yang Jihee's lips in succession. With each thrust, her body rocked slightly, her full breasts bouncing endlessly.
Gripping her waist with both hands, I kept thrusting. Ignoring the building pleasure, I racked my brain for ways to earn more praise.
A sudden idea widened my eyes. I looked up at her cautiously and opened my mouth tentatively.
"Ma... Mama...?"
My questioning tone, as if seeking approval, drew a small laugh from Yang Jihee. Clutching the covers, she let out a strange mix of moan and giggle.
Sensing my expression darkening, her laughter gradually faded. She patted my thrusting butt and spoke softly.
"Not that today. Just call me by name. Would you?"
I closed my mouth for a moment. Sure, I usually called her by name anyway. But hearing her say it half-hidden behind her hair made my cheeks burn.
"Ji... Jihee..."
I felt my face heating up. Yang Jihee gazed at me with a lingering smile, then slowly raised her hand.
Her warm palm rested on my cheek. With each downward thrust shaking her lightly, her hand bobbed rhythmically too.
"Yes, like that. Save that other one for tomorrow."
Ha, whoo. She exhaled warmly and nodded.
Squelch, squish, grind...
"Haa, mmm, ah..."
As my thrusts quickened, her moans grew thicker. Each time she clenched around me, pleasure surged up, making my vision spin.
My cock, hypersensitive from half a day untouched, reacted intensely. The surging urge to cum leaked moans through my gritted teeth.
"Hnn, ngh, mm... "
Yang Jihee's legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me in. Breathing a little ragged, she curled her lips in a hazy smile.
"You can cum... inside, mmm, it's okay..."
I let go of what little reason remained.