Chapter 58

The monstrous penis was pushed to its root between the thighs that still dripped of her slick body fluid. Its glistening tip first stroked against her throbbing lower abdomen, slowly taunted her swollen clitoris, and was then shoved forwards even touching the wall.

At the same time, Na-Yool’s body gave away and, losing her balance, she collapsed into the wall.

A big hand groped her breasts crushed against the wall and rubbed her stiffened nipples on the cold tiles. At his cruel and relentless teasing, Na-Yool squirmed and sobbed.

“Hn, please, uhnnn…”

“No matter how much I tease you, you enjoy it. You really are making it hard for me.”

“Haa, uhk……”

“Are you aware? That just a flick on your tits is enough to make you squirt buckets?”

“Shut, that, mouth…uhaaan…”

Si-Jin laughed merrily at the most powerful insult she could use.

Using her soft inner thighs as a substitute for her sweet hole, Si-Jin pounded his penis back and forth, repeatedly rubbing against her tender flesh.

Aggressive, then shallow… Na-Yool’s body heated up in shame. As he pulled her slender waist while his pounding intensified, she ended up lowering her body to the point only her buttocks stuck back. Despite witnessing the hideous sight of his manhood’s sparkling head peek out below the curly hair that covered her privates, her body could not help but soar with feverish desire.

The lukewarm water dripped down her wet shoulders. Rubbing her chest against the cold wall, she was now moaning loudly on her own as though even his touch was no longer needed to reach pleasure. Si-Jin made fun of it, but she could not even hear him. Her vision quickly went white.

Na-Yool could not believe she had climaxed again. Shaking violently, she collapsed, but Si-Jin who was holding her by the waist lowered his hand to her abdomen and firmly supported her up. Apparently about to cum soon too, his hoarse panting wildly pricked into her ears.

The penis that had ravaged the gap between her thighs like drilling its way through pulled out at once. Just as she took a deep breath, a white cloudy fluid splattered all over her buttocks.

Its temperature was completely different from the lukewarm water that dripped from the showerhead. Even through her closed eyelids Na-Yool could clearly see the pervert’s shameless hand smearing his hot semen all over the colorful skin as he fondled the soft flesh of her bottom.

She was torn apart between the urge to shake him off in disgust right away, and the hope that his dirty hand would play with her a bit longer. That such a contradiction existed truly was unusual. In any case, it was clear that at the moment she could not even lift a finger.

Following his touch, Na-Yool lethargically turned her limp and exhausted body around. Much to her displeasure, an invigorated face was looking down at her. Suddenly feeling it was unfair, she muttered in resentment:

“…How can you be fine after draining me half-dead…”

“It’s not my fault if your body is so eager for sex that it orgasms right away.” replied Si-Jin charmingly. Just then the water running from the showerhead ominously stopped, and soon a foaming sponge met her chest. Na-Yool raised her hand and grabbed it just in time.

“I will, wash up by, myself.”

“You’re still so responsive, are you sure you can do it properly?”

“That’s because you – uhhk – keep teasing me, like a pervert…!”

As if the sponge was some kind of second-rate item, Si-Jin’s empty hands already clutched at her breasts, fervently tormenting her nipples, so much that she could not bear the ecstasy. All the while, the sponge was even still in her hand.

In response to her provocation, Si-Jin straightened her shoulders and raised her arms. He steadily scrubbed their inner tenderness while he covered her elbows with bubbles. Just as Na-Yool suspected he would keep going farther up, he instead slid her fingers raised up in the air into his mouth with a natural demeanor.

Na-Yool’s bright red face was tinged with even greater embarrassment.

“Uh, ahh…”

He wrapped his tongue around her fingers and sucked them in tauntingly while his big hands stroked a handful of foam up to her wrists. It was clear the shower was pointless.

No more. Na-Yool shook her tired head sideways. The wicked laugh Si-Jin let out as he pulled her waist towards him confirmed her doubts.

Like a lie, his penis hardened up once again and poked against her stomach.

“……No way. Get away.”

“We’re not even yet, are we?”

“Yes we are. Get away! After abusing me so much…!”

“Only you got full satisfaction though.” He frowned his eyebrows as if he really believed so. He was glaring at her with a look of reproach for being selfish and unwilling to give him more. It felt as if he was licking her face rather than her fingers.

Then what about that thing only a few minutes ago about burying your dick between someone’s else buttocks? A mix of indignity and admonition was about to pass Na-Yool’s lips, but not a single word came out of her mouth as Si-Jin seized it into his.

Her body, plunged in waves of heat by his hand rummaging down there, burned stronger without sign of cooling down. Her fluttering eyelids closed once again.

Chapter 15 – Saturday afternoon 2:02 p.m.

It was already the afternoon when Na-Yool woke up again. Unlike when she had first opened her eyes this morning, the drawn curtains plunged Si-Jin’s room into a darkness similar to an early evening. For a brief moment, unable to distinguish things, Na-Yool looked around in surprise.

She hastily grabbed her phone, and saw it was 2:02 pm. It was already late anyway, thus she buried her head back under the sheets. The half part of her body that had moved around was very sore.

Of course. It would be weird if I was fine…

To think she could not move an inch even hours after the deed! Contrary to how she hardly recollected her broken memories of last night, her head was full of new ones from this morning. Moreover, so embarrassing that she could not even dare to face it with open eyes.

It is not like she would literally see the memories if she opened them, but she felt strange doing so either way. However, it seemed that such thought and the visceral uneasiness she felt before thinking so were separate issues.

Was it a mistake to have come to this house last night, or a bigger one to not go home right away after waking up earlier?

Right. All of these were mistakes. What else could it be?

Na-Yool lazily opened her eyes, then covered her ears suddenly flushing as a scene came back to mind, and hid her face away under the sheets.

Sure enough, she was overwhelmed by waves of blush-making memories. Actually, perhaps her greatest mistake had been to sleep so comfortably for so long only to wake up now as if it was her own house.

She was used to the difficulty of dealing with Si-Jin at work, but in a different way, he was a tougher opponent when facing him in the comfort of his home. Although she was not as worried about what he might do to her as in their workplace, his overly laid-back attitude drove Na-Yool crazy. Because he had no wavering, no reasonable moral boundaries to respect as in the office.

Even after she had passed out in the bathroom, scenes still had imprinted in her mind through her half-closed blurry eyes. Like how he sat her in the bathtub, how he held her again in his arms and came out of the bathroom, how his lips gently touched hers while he laid her on the bed, or the hands that spread her legs and teased her down there…

“…What a crazy mess.”

Even though she had barely pulled herself together, she jolted out of the sheets and got up. Disregarding with all her might the depraved memories as well as the soreness in her body, she probed one foot under the bed. Her eyes busily looked for the clothes and underwear he had taken off.

Where are they, where… Na-Yool anxiously looked around as she chanted. Although it must be said that, as the bedroom was bigger than her own studio, it took her a while to meticulously look ‘around’ for it. Under the bed, on the table, on the recliner, in front of the dressing room, near the small bathroom…