Seong-Jin did her best to ignore the sting of humiliation, focusing instead on the task before her. Slowly, she dragged her tongue down the underside of his thick, throbbing length, savoring the way his flesh pulsed under her touch. The heat of him was intoxicating, and as she reached the swollen head, a thick rope of precum dribbled from the slit, hanging heavily before she flicked her tongue out and lapped it up.
The taste—salty, slightly bitter, yet oddly addictive—coated her tongue, making her mouth water even more. She swallowed, the warmth sliding down her throat as she wrapped her lips around the engorged tip, sealing them snugly around his girth before beginning to suck. The sensation sent another thick dollop of precum spilling onto her tongue, and she eagerly gulped it down, her throat working with each hungry swallow.
With slow, deliberate movements, she took more of him into her mouth, inch by inch, her lips stretching to accommodate his impressive size. Her fingers stroked along his shaft in tandem with her sucking, her hand slick with a mix of spit and his leaking arousal. She could hear his breath hitch above her, feel the way his muscles tensed as he watched her devour him. His dark eyes were locked on her, filled with raw hunger, the sight of her lips stretched around his cock clearly just as pleasurable as the sensation itself.
Seong-Jin kept going, taking him deeper, feeling his thickness slide against her tongue and press toward the back of her throat. The moment she felt his tip nudge against her entrance, her body tensed instinctively. A flicker of panic shot through her, and she tried to pull back—but before she could, a firm hand settled on the back of her head.
"Hold it."
His voice was deep, commanding, and the pressure of his grip left no room for argument. She froze, her throat fluttering in protest as his cockhead pressed insistently against the tight opening. Her breath hitched, eyes widening as she felt him begin to push forward. The sensation was overwhelming—his sheer size stretching her in ways she had never experienced before. She gagged, her throat convulsing around him, but still, she didn't pull away.
A strangled sound escaped her as he eased deeper, forcing her to take more of him down her gullet. The intrusion was immense, his girth bulging visibly through the delicate skin of her throat, showing the path his cock was carving inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut, her body trembling as she fought the urge to resist. The tight walls of her throat clung to him, the muscles spasming helplessly around the invading length.
Her breath was completely cut off, her lungs burning as she held herself still, impaled on his cock. The roughness of it sent an unexpected heat pooling between her thighs, a traitorous wetness seeping from her untouched core. 'I can't believe I like this,' she thought, her mind reeling as her own arousal intensified.
His hand remained firm on her head, fingers tightening as he pulled back just enough to let her gasp in a desperate breath—before shoving himself back down her throat with even more force.
Gawk.
Cauk.
The obscene noises of her choking filled the room, her throat constricting around his relentless length. Her hands slipped from his thighs, falling to her knees in a feeble attempt to steady herself, but he showed no mercy. Both of his hands now gripped her head, controlling her movements entirely as he fucked her throat with deep, punishing strokes. The weight of his balls slapped against her chin with each brutal thrust, the wet smacks echoing in the confined space.
Her mind swam in a haze of submission, her body caught between resistance and an undeniable craving for more. She could feel herself growing wetter, her thighs clenching as pleasure pulsed through her. The humiliation, the control, the way he used her mouth as nothing more than a hole to fuck—it should have made her feel degraded. And yet, it only made her ache for more.
Drool spilled lewdly down her chin, mixing with the precum and slicking his shaft even further as she swallowed him over and over again. Her lips were stretched wide, her throat burning with the effort of taking him, but she refused to stop. Instead, she reached out, grasping onto the backs of his thighs, bracing herself as he continued to claim her.
"I'm impressed."
His voice was laced with satisfaction, the words barely out of his mouth before he suddenly slammed her face flush against his crotch. Her nose was pressed against his stomach, his pubic hair tickling her skin as his cock was buried fully inside her throat.
Then, with a low grunt, he let loose.
A molten flood of cum erupted from his cock, blasting directly into her stomach in thick, powerful jets. Her throat tightened around him instinctively, her body struggling to keep up with the sheer volume of his release. She gurgled helplessly, her air completely cut off as he filled her to the brim, his massive cock plugging her throat and forcing her to take every last drop.
But he wasn't done.
As he slowly withdrew, another gush of hot, creamy spunk surged from his tip, flooding her mouth and overwhelming her senses with its thick, potent flavor. The sheer force of it made it impossible to contain—cum bubbled from her nostrils, spilling past her lips in a messy, obscene display. When he finally pulled free with a wet pop, she gasped sharply, strings of saliva and semen still connecting her mouth to his twitching cock.
Taking himself in hand, he pumped out the last remnants of his load, painting her face with several more gooey ropes of seed. Thick, milky streams splattered across her flushed cheeks, her forehead, her lips—dripping into her dark brown hair and clinging to her eyelashes. The sting of it made her blink rapidly, the sticky mess partially obscuring her vision.
Her nose, her chin, even the curve of her throat—everything was covered in his dripping white spunk. It ran down her skin in slow, viscous trails, soaking into the already dusty fabric of her garments. The overpowering scent of semen filled her senses, the taste lingering heavy in her mouth even after she swallowed what she could.
She looked up at him through cum-streaked lashes, her expression unreadable, and slowly lifted a hand.
Travis smirked, gripping her wrist and pulling her to her feet. "Wow. You even swallowed it. I think I'm beginning to like you now."
With that, he turned on the shower, the sound of rushing water filling the space. Seong-Jin stepped beneath the spray, letting the warmth wash away the evidence of his release—but something told her this night was far from over.
He wasn't finished with her yet.
The next morning, Travis was still thrusting deep inside Seong-Jin, her body arching beautifully against the couch as he pounded into her with relentless force. Her fingers dug into the cushions, her nails dragging against the fabric as waves of pleasure surged through her.
They had been going at it for hours, pausing only to hydrate, share a few murmured conversations, and steal hungry kisses before diving back into their lust-fueled frenzy. Somewhere along the way, the raw passion between them had begun to morph into something more—something deeper. Seong-Jin could feel it, that dangerous, intoxicating feeling rising within her as she lost herself in him.
Love: 80%
Interest: 100%
Lust: 100%
Her thoughts were shattered as Travis suddenly grabbed her arms, pulling them back while slamming her hips up against him.
"Auhhhh, yess… harder!!!" she cried out, her voice trembling with desperation.
Travis smirked at her plea and immediately obliged, increasing both the speed and force of his thrusts.
Pah Pah Pah Pah Pah
The sound of his pelvis smacking against her thick, juicy ass echoed throughout the room—a rhythmic, almost obscene clapping noise that only drove them both wilder. His cock plunged deep, stretching her tight walls, hitting her cervix like a battering ram with every deep, merciless stroke.
Seong-Jin's mind had gone completely hazy, her vision swimming with pleasure as her body gave in completely. Her eyes rolled back, mouth falling open as another orgasm ripped through her, making her scream louder than ever. Her inner walls clenched and spasmed around him, greedily milking his cock as he continued to hammer her, refusing to let up.
Her breasts swayed with each brutal thrust, slapping together in a mesmerizing rhythm, her sweat-slicked body trembling under his dominance. She could barely hold herself up anymore, her face pressing into the sheets as she gripped them for dear life, her entire body rocked by the force of his relentless fucking.
"You like that?" Travis growled, his breath hot against her ear. "Way better than your ex, right?"
"Yes! Way better!!" she gasped between ragged moans. "Not that he's ever made me feel good!!"
Travis chuckled darkly, his ego swelling at her response. "Hah… good."
But he wasn't done with her yet.
Without warning, he pulled out, making her whine at the sudden emptiness before scooping her up effortlessly. She barely had time to react before he pinned her against the wall, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he speared himself back inside her dripping core.
Her moans turned into cries of ecstasy, bouncing off the walls as he drove into her with wild abandon. The slick sound of their bodies colliding mixed with the heavy scent of sweat and sex filling the air. His grip on her thighs was bruising, his powerful hands keeping her in place as he used her just the way he wanted.
Then, his fingers found her throat.
Seong-Jin's breath hitched as he wrapped his hand around her slender neck, squeezing just enough to make her body shudder with arousal. Her half-lidded eyes met his, and she saw it—the raw hunger, the unspoken possession in his gaze. A submissive whimper left her lips as she stared back at him, completely at his mercy.
"Harder!!" she gasped, her voice dripping with need.
But Travis didn't like being ordered.
He suddenly stopped moving.
The moment he halted, she felt her orgasm slip just out of reach, her body trembling on the edge, desperate for release.
"Ahhhh!! Please, do it harder!!" she begged, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Travis smirked at her desperation. "Good."
Then, he slammed into her again, resuming his brutal pace, his grip tightening just enough to heighten her pleasure without cutting off her air completely. Seong-Jin moaned helplessly, completely lost in the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure.
Their bodies moved in perfect sync, his powerful thrusts driving her toward the edge until, finally, she shattered around him, her climax hitting like a violent storm.
Travis groaned, feeling her walls tighten and spasm around his cock, and with one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, filling her with thick, hot ropes of cum.
Their lips crashed together, their rough, needy kiss mirroring the intensity of their release. Tongues tangled, breaths mingled, the taste of sweat and lust lingering between them as they rode out their orgasms together.
When the kiss finally broke, Seong-Jin looked up at him, her face still flushed, her expression hazy and vulnerable. He could see it now—the love in her eyes. It made something inside him stir, something he wasn't quite ready to acknowledge just yet.
Without a word, he carried her over to the bed, laying her down gently before collapsing onto the floor beside her.
His body was exhausted, but his mind was still buzzing.
'I need to get some sun,' he thought, closing his eyes with a smirk. 'But first… nap time.'
And with that, he let sleep take him.
TO BE CONTINUED