Chapter 256.1
Chapter 256.1
“Ah! Instructor, wait!”
Flesh collided with flesh. The large glans reached impossibly deep, then withdrew. Even though there was no more space, as if the tightly stretched entrance would crush his balls, Lee Wooshin relentlessly drove himself in.
As Seoryeong gripped the bed frame and held on, the shapes of muscles from her slender forearms to her chest became sharply defined. Lee Wooshin sank his teeth like an animal into her bare skin and continued to thrust his hips upward.
“Haah, ah!”
The moment they returned home, they entangled themselves naked in an instant. The kiss that started at the entrance grew violent, and the fire ignited instantly.
Clothes fell in disarray, and the underwear they couldn’t even fully remove was already torn. From the beginning, Seoryeong felt suffocated by his intensity.
As if to soothe her throat, reddened raw because of him, he licked it, then pierced her again as they moved to the bed. He changed angles several times, chewing on and swallowing Seoryeong’s lips.
Unable to breathe at all, she tapped him, and Lee Wooshin immediately trailed kisses in succession over the bridge of her nose, her philtrum, her chin.
And then the rounded glans entered as if pounding and shattering her insides. The erect penis relentlessly pushed in and out.
Her ears burned hot at the sound, sodden with wetness. She couldn’t even breathe properly, yet his pace only quickened.
“Real married couples… have skin-ship… like this. You should… remember that before you go.”
“Hhuut, hh…!”
“That way… you’ll stay… properly tense. Huu.”
“Ah, ah!”
“Right, Seoryeong?”
He murmured, biting her earlobe. Get the wrong idea and you’ll be punished. His voice rang in her ears like tinnitus.
Lee Wooshin thrust inside from various angles, making sure the wet slapping, colliding sounds were loud. He also had a knack for finding hidden sensitive spots.
Sparks flew, tak, tak, and all her nerve bundles stood on end with hypersensitivity. Seoryeong shuddered.
“Haah, haa, uhh…! It’s too biig…!”
In truth, his penis was so thick and large that even the slightest movement pressed all her inner flesh at once.
With an angry face, Lee Wooshin urgently pulled himself out, then stabbed it back in. He pushed it up firmly, all the way to the hilt.
“Ah, ah!”
The heat surged endlessly. The speed at which he thrust in, kok-kok, grew faster and faster. He pressed down on Seoryeong’s trembling lower abdomen with his palm.
Soon, the hand moving up her waist twisted her stiffened nipples. The swollen inner walls had already tightened their grip on him even more. Her body quivered as if an electric current ran through it.
“I’m… hh, not… the one having an affair…”
“Word choice… is something you should be careful about, I think.”
“Ha, ah, ah! Wait…!”
Seoryeong strained her reddened eyes. His length, more than half withdrawn, tore through the narrow opening again and thrust deep.
The hot, thick pillar pushed back until it almost slipped out precariously, then with increased speed, plunged back in, puk, puk.
No matter where or how he stabbed, the stretched opening grew slippery with transparent fluid. The merciless thrusts were rough, but her hips only continued to melt.
The heat boiled relentlessly. Until her insides turned completely soft and pliant, he silently drove his flesh pillar in. He touched every part of her, sucked, and left intense marks all over.
Her chest was already mottled with the bite marks he had left.
“Ah, ah…!”
Seoryeong held onto him and endured the ecstasy. Each time she gripped his forearm with all her might, she could feel the tension coiling in Lee Wooshin’s body.
A shadow fell over her eyelids, and his lips descended. The tongue probing into her mouth was so hot it felt like searing lava. Suddenly losing his balance, Lee Wooshin buried his face in the nape of her neck and began thrusting hard, shaking her flesh with each movement.
Seoryeong’s body rocked along with the mattress. The sound of their wet thighs slapping together was clamorous and lewd.
Desperately clinging to him, Seoryeong whispered.
“Hah…. Don’t… worry. I’ll come back safely, once the operation is over. Please, stop being so anxious…. Mph….”
Seoryeong rubbed her burning cheek against his face and pleaded. Of course, it didn’t work.
“Damn it, how could I send this pretty thing far away…. I’ve lost my mind….”
Uttering words that didn’t suit him, sounding vulnerable, he bit down hard on Seoryeong’s shoulder. A massive climax was approaching. Their hot foreheads pressed together, and their lips met. Desperate breaths mingled as if their lives depended on it.
“Kkh…!”
Lee Wooshin released thick spurts several times, in intense, drawn-out waves. Their legs, sticky with sweat, interlocked even more deeply.
“Hah… And don’t raise the stakes again. Even the instructor needs my permission to set them now….”
This was s*x that would continue every night until she left Korea.
Seoryeong rather wished she could leave on her dispatch sooner.
‘I’ll be back. Don’t skip meals, take care. And don’t leave Channa alone in that building; check in on her often. Oh, and I won’t take off the equipment the instructor gave me, so don’t worry…, no…. If you make that face already…. Huh? Why are you covering your face? Let me see your hand. Don’t tell me– You’re not crying, are you? Ah…. You’re not…. Just don’t go out at night with that face…. You’ll get reported for no reason.’
His wife, who kept chattering until the very end at the front door, was gone. That day, Lee Wooshin couldn’t do anything at all.