Chapter 134 - Chapter 131: Episode 129 - The First Victory
Seon-ah couldn't believe what was happening right in front of him.
The inside of Hyun-ah's vagina, where his cock was buried, was writhing and contracting madly, but the stimulation wasn't actually all that intense.
Thinking back to when he'd ejaculated inside her a little while ago, he realized that because she'd already been ravaged by Seo Ju-ha, her urethra had been left wide open from the lingering pleasure. He hadn't felt much because of Hyun-ah herself; it was just the aftereffects.
Moreover, this Lee Hyun-ah—she didn't seem to be dealing with simple premature ejaculation.
Watching her squirt her juices out with a squelch like a water gun, drenching his stomach after he'd only lowered his waist once, it was clear she was incredibly sensitive when it came to sex.
This went beyond just having no tolerance for pleasure.
"U-um... Hyun-ah-ssi? What the hell is this..."
"Heu-euk... He-e-euk..."
Seon-ah asked the person responsible, but perhaps because the aftershocks were still hitting her so hard, she just stuck out her tongue, eyes unfocused, and rubbed her face against his as if savoring the lingering sensation.
Seon-ah could feel her insides writhing, but it wasn't nearly enough to push him to his own climax.
Unlike Yu-rin, Miel, or Sophia, who would squeeze with crushing strength, Hyun-ah seemed to have lost all her power after that initial contraction the moment he entered. She wasn't tightening around him anymore.
Along with a soft, squishy feeling, it was as if she were just writhing and crying out because she couldn't handle the pleasure any longer.
Bewildered, Seon-ah waited and waited for her to recover.
After thirty minutes, she seemed to have regained some of her senses.
Perhaps realizing her premature ejaculation had been laid bare, her face flushed a deep, burning red.
She turned her head away, unable to meet Seon-ah's gaze.
Hyun-ah still had Seon-ah's cock inside her, but she couldn't move a muscle.
Just having him inside was already at her limit.
Her body, having already climaxed once, was so sensitive that the moment she tried to lift her waist to pull away, she felt like her legs would give out and she'd collapse back down—just like when she'd first ravaged him—so she stayed frozen.
Fear took over.
She was terrified that if she climaxed again in front of him, not only would her dignity be completely ruined, but the unbearable pleasure would assault her all over again.
Setting aside her pride, she finally spoke.
"Lee Seon-ah... no, Seon-ah-ssi... is there any way to pull this out?..."
"Th-that... you have to move off of me..."
In the end, there was only one answer.
She had to get off him.
But because her body was so drained, even planting her feet to lift her waist was an ordeal.
It was like a snake that had bitten its own tail and swallowed it.
To think she had to go through that difficult task all over again just to fix it.
If her legs gave out and she dropped her waist again, she'd climax once more.
And it felt like she wouldn't have any strength left at all if that happened.
It was a vicious cycle.
"..."
Realizing this, Hyun-ah just waited for her insides to get used to his large, hot, pulsating cock.
After another hour, she seemed somewhat accustomed to it.
Hyun-ah lifted her waist to pull him out.
However.
The glans, the widest part, was caught at the entrance and wouldn't budge.
"Heuuuuuuut!!"
As she tried to pull away with all her might, her legs began to tremble violently.
Pop!
Seon-ah's cock finally popped out, a lewd, wet sound echoing through the air.
After using every ounce of strength to lift her waist, the friction of the flesh pulling away sent a fresh wave of pleasure through Hyun-ah.
She relaxed, thinking she'd finally managed it.
Then, her legs gave out, and her body collapsed.
Gravity took over, and she fell.
Thwack!
Hyun-ah's hole swallowed his erect cock once again.
It was pushed in to the very hilt, rummaging through her insides as if to pierce her cervix.
"Heut!"
Squirt!
"Haaaaat! Heuaaaat! Heueeeuk! He-ek... He-ek..."
Unlike Seon-ah, who let out a short moan, Hyun-ah climaxed grandly again; with a loud cry, she spewed her juices out, soaking his stomach.
Just like before, she trembled all over, grabbed onto him, and as if she couldn't endure the pleasure, she shed tears and stuck out her tongue.
For Seon-ah, this was a massive ordeal.
Her habit of carefully caressing his cock only to stop felt like hell. It kept him from ejaculating, unlike the times when he was forced to cum whether he wanted to or not.
'What is she doing... Please... I want to cum... It's painful...'
Every time her writhing vagina contracted, his cock would only twitch, but he didn't feel enough pleasure to finish.
He actually started to miss the times when he was forced to ejaculate over and over again.
Thinking that, Seon-ah began to shake his waist, craving the release.
"Heueeeuk... W-wait! Heuuuuuuut! He-euk!"
As Seon-ah, still tied to the chair, lifted his waist, Hyun-ah hugged him even tighter, as if she were going crazy.
"Ha-eung! Stop... stop!"
She was such a premature ejaculator that every time he thrust, she spewed her juices onto his stomach like a machine gun—squirt, squirt.
If there were such a gun, he wondered if it might be a machine gun, given how she kept on firing.
As her vagina tightened even harder, Seon-ah began to move his waist faster.
He felt his member hardening and twitching.
Feeling his own moans growing, he let out a loud groan.
"Heut! Heut! Heuuuuuuut!"
"He-euk! He-eueuk! Heueeeeeuk!"
With their moans echoing in the room, Seon-ah, unable to hold back any longer, began to spew his own seed into her.
It was the first time he'd ever truly craved a woman's body, but in the agony of being held back, he couldn't even think about the details.
After ejaculating, Seon-ah panted, feeling satisfied.
Hyun-ah, however, was different.
Leaning completely against him, trembling and hanging limp, she seemed to have fainted from the sheer intensity of the pleasure.
The juices she'd released had soaked his stomach and drenched his entire lower belly.
Even the chair he was sitting on was soaked with her fluids.
'D-did I... for the first time... make a woman climax?'
Seon-ah realized this was the first time since being born into this world that he'd actually made a woman climax.
He'd thought it was impossible because the women here were physically stronger than him; he never imagined it would happen like this.
"No way..."
Perhaps feeling bitter, the thought slipped out.
Hyun-ah, still fainted, leaned against him, continuing to shiver from the aftershocks.
How long it lasted, Seon-ah didn't know; with his member still buried inside her, he felt her warm, soft touch, and before he knew it, he drifted off to sleep.
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Yena suddenly felt a wave of fear when she still couldn't find her father.
It was too terrifying to think that, so soon after he'd returned to her, she might lose him again.
According to Yu-ra, there'd been talk of a stalker after him for a long time.
And knowing what Yu-rin had mentioned—that she'd rescued Seon-ah when he was kidnapped—Yena was scared of what her father might be suffering through right now.
He could be kidnapped by someone, enduring all kinds of pain.
When the thought crossed her mind that he might have been raped or killed, her hands and feet began to tremble.
Feeling she had no other choice, she thought of her real mother.
She thought of asking Sophia for help.
She figured that, at the very least, Sophia would cherish her father and rescue him.
Therefore, she began to head to that house.
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'Who on earth am I?...'
Sophia began to question her own identity.
Is her child Yena or Seon-ah?
Is her husband Hyeon-tae or Seon-ah?
Am I the ruler of the Demon World, or the daughter of the Han-il Guild representative?
Things were gradually becoming unrecognizable.
Min-ah—no, Sophia—finally began to realize her own state.
She was becoming mixed with Min-ah.
If she didn't transfer her soul quickly, she would eventually be swallowed by Min-ah, her mind and soul stolen away.
It wasn't hard to see that.
However, the vessel she needed to transfer into was her daughter—no, Seon-ah's daughter.
She told herself she absolutely must not do it.
But seeing Yena, who had come to her, her mind was gradually filled with that dark thought.
Yena was looking at her with a fearful expression, as if she'd seen something she shouldn't have.