Chapter 259 - Lewd Acts on the Rooftop
Inside an old building where the dust had settled in thick, heavy layers.
The musty stench of mold and damp air filled his lungs with every breath.
It was a tomb of a room, completely severed from the world outside.
"Heu-euh... euk...!"
A strangled groan forced its way past Minseo's lips.
Slide.
His dress pants slumped uselessly down to his ankles.
The moment the cold air hit his bare skin, Minseo shuddered. A wave of humiliation crashed over him, making his heart feel like it was plummeting through the floor.
In this moment, he was nothing more than prey—stripped bare and vulnerable before a predator.
"Pretty."
Chae-ryeong whispered, her voice low and dangerous.
She wore a relaxed, predatory smile, as if she were savoring the hunt.
Minseo's eyes darted around, wide with anxiety.
His cock was painfully swollen, standing tall with thick blue veins bulging against the skin.
Despite his shame, his body had long since betrayed his will.
"N-Noona... not here, please..."
"Stay still."
Chae-ryeong's command was absolute.
She slowly sank to her knees.
The crown of her head, and then those red, wet lips, entered Minseo's field of vision.
Her hot breath ghosted over the sensitive tip of his glans.
Twitch.
The muscles in Minseo's thighs spasmed as if he were having a convulsion.
"Thanks for the meal."
It was a playful greeting, but it dripped with pure filth.
She didn't hesitate.
Chae-ryeong's lips engulfed his hard length in one smooth motion.
"Keu-heuu-eup...!"
Minseo's head snapped back against the wall.
The rough, cold cement scraped against the back of his skull, but he couldn't feel it. He couldn't feel anything but the overwhelming pleasure surging from below.
Slurp... squelch...!
The wet, explicit sounds echoed through the hollow space.
Minseo's breathing turned into ragged gasps.
Chae-ryeong's technique was a weapon. She didn't just suck; she took him deep into her throat, clamping down with intense pressure before sliding back out.
She seemed determined to drain him dry, working him like a vacuum.
"Heuk... eu-eu...!"
Minseo's hands flailed in the air, searching for purchase before finally bunching the hem of his shirt into tight fists.
His vision began to flicker white.
Chae-ryeong looked up at him.
Her eyes locked onto his. With her mouth full of him, she gave him a sharp, narrowed-eye smile.
The sight was so depraved that Minseo's last shred of sanity threatened to snap.
The suction was powerful, as if she were trying to pull his very soul through his cock. The warm, damp walls of her mouth explicitly licked every ridge and fold of his glans.
Minseo's anus tightened instinctively.
The strength drained from his legs.
He was barely standing, kept upright only by the wall at his back.
He felt like he was going to collapse.
No, he
wanted
to collapse—to sink into this swamp of agonizing pleasure and shame.
Slurp, suck, squelch—!!
The pace quickened.
Chae-ryeong's head bobbed back and forth violently.
Her tongue was cunning, persistently teasing the opening of his urethra before licking down the shaft and crushing the glans again.
It was a rollercoaster ride between heaven and hell.
The groans tearing from Minseo's throat were starting to sound like screams.
"N-no...! Noona, stop... eu-heuk!"
He was at his limit. This was more than he could endure.
"It's coming... I'm going to...!"
Despite his desperate cry, Chae-ryeong didn't slow down. She sped up.
She took him even deeper, determined to squeeze out every last drop of him.
Splurt—!!
Minseo's hips bucked forward.
Hot, thick fluid erupted like a dam bursting.
Splurt—!! Splash—!
It wouldn't stop.
The thrill of being outdoors, the humiliation of being dominated, and the sheer skill of Chae-ryeong's mouth created a perfect, overwhelming storm.
Chae-ryeong's mouth filled with his semen.
"Eubup... up...."
She kept her lips sealed tight, taking every bit of it.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.
Minseo slumped against the wall, his legs finally giving out as he slid toward the floor.
Haa, haa.
The only sound in the room was his heavy, ragged breathing.
Chae-ryeong slowly pulled away.
A string of white saliva and semen stretched from the corner of her mouth.
She rolled the fluid around in her mouth with her tongue, then parted her lips just enough for Minseo to see.
The thick, cloudy mess was pooled on her tongue.
She gave him a smile that was chillingly beautiful.
Gulp.
Her throat rippled as she swallowed the entire mess in one go.
Minseo stared blankly, his mind a total void.
It felt surreal.
What the hell am I even looking at?
Chae-ryeong elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.
Then, she slowly stood up.
She looked satisfied, but there was a cold, sharp energy swirling deep in her eyes.
"Haa... haa...."
Minseo was still gasping for air, feebly trying to fix his disheveled clothes.
That's when she spoke.
"Minseo."
Her voice was gentle, but the words were like a dagger to the gut.
"Your cum tastes a little thin lately, doesn't it?"
Minseo's hands froze.
A cold sweat broke out down his spine.
"What...? Haha... Noona, what are you talking about...?"
He forced a smile, but the corners of his mouth were twitching uncontrollably.
"Maybe I'm just tired...? I've been overdoing it at the gym lately..."
It was a pathetic excuse.
There was no way she'd buy it. Chae-ryeong knew his body better than anyone.
"Really? Just tired?"
Chae-ryeong took a step closer.
Click.
The sharp sound of her heels echoed in his ears.
"Who did you do it with?"
A direct hit. Minseo's breath hitched in his throat.
He couldn't look her in the eye. He stared intensely at a dust bunny on the floor.
Memories of a few days ago flashed in his mind like a short circuit.
Suhyeon.
The hotel room.
The sex that had lasted all night.
The anal training.
The memory of being milked until he hit a dry orgasm.
That night, he had ejaculated so many times that only clear, watery fluid came out by the end.
His body literally hadn't had enough time to recharge.
Is she really figuring this out just by the taste?
She was a monster.
"Haha... Noona... I really don't know what you're talking about..."
"Minseo."
Chae-ryeong's voice dropped an octave.
"I'm asking you a question. You should answer me honestly, shouldn't you?"
She grabbed his chin and forced his head up.
Their eyes met.
There was nowhere to run.
She looked like a beast about to snap its prey's neck. Minseo was paralyzed.
His heart hammered against his ribs so hard it hurt.
If I lie, I'm dead.
His instincts screamed the warning.
"A... a few days ago..."
His voice was barely a whisper.
"With Suhyeon... at the hotel..."
Chae-ryeong's eyebrow twitched.
"And? How many times?"
She was relentless. She wanted a specific number.
Minseo's brain went blank.
How many times? How the fuck am I supposed to count that?
They had gone until he blacked out.
"I... I don't remember..."
It was the worst possible answer. The moment it left his lips, he knew he'd fucked up, but he couldn't take it back.
Silence.
A heavy, suffocating silence filled the room.
The corner of Chae-ryeong's mouth curled upward.
"Ah..."
She let out a long, airy sigh.
"So it was so good you lost your memory?"
"N-no! It's not like that...!"
"You really are a little Casanova, aren't you, Minseo?"
It wasn't a compliment. It was a death sentence.
Chae-ryeong's gaze shifted. Alongside the cold anger, a strange, feverish heat began to blaze in her eyes.
Her hand went to her waist.
Clack.
The sound of her belt buckle undoing was deafening in the quiet room.
Zzzzip.
The zipper slid down.
Minseo's eyes went wide.
"N-Noona? Wait a second!"
Chae-ryeong didn't even acknowledge him.
She boldly pushed her pants down.
Black lace panties. They were already soaked through with vaginal fluid.
The skin of her inner thighs glistened. The sweet, musky scent of an aroused woman wafted toward him.
The way the fabric clung to her showed just how worked up she was—or perhaps, how much her anger was fueling her lust.
Minseo instinctively backed away.
This was dangerous. This wasn't just sex; it was an execution.
"Noona... I reme... I remember now! I'll tell you! It was five times... no, maybe six...!"
Minseo shouted, his voice dripping with desperate servility.
But Chae-ryeong just brought her index finger to her lips.
"Shh."
She gave him a chilling smile.
"Be quiet now. I don't want to hear your excuses."
Chae-ryeong kicked her panties down to her ankles.
Thud.
She stepped out of her heels and stood barefoot on the dusty floor.
Her vulva was fully exposed, the flesh flushed a deep, angry red, dripping fluid as if it were gasping for him.
"I only have one thing to say."
Chae-ryeong stepped toward him, her shadow looming over his trembling form.
"I'm going to make you feel so much ecstasy today that you'll actually lose your memory. Look forward to it."
"What? Wait, u-ak!"
Before he could finish, Chae-ryeong grabbed him by the waist.
Her grip was terrifyingly strong.
Minseo was hoisted into the air. While holding him up, she forced his legs apart.
He was suspended in a wide M-shape, the most humiliating position possible.
His cock was right in front of her face, and her wet heat was positioned directly beneath his buttocks.
The reverse position.
"I'm coming in."
It wasn't a request; it was a notification.
Chae-ryeong thrust her hips upward without hesitation.
Squeltch—!
"Eu-heuu-euk...!!"
Minseo's head snapped back.
The inside of her was scorching hot. Like a furnace, she swallowed his entire length.
With his own body weight being pulled down by gravity, he was driven much deeper than usual—right to the very mouth of her womb.
The intricate folds of her inner walls clamped down on him in tight, rhythmic layers.
"Haa... you're so tight..."
Chae-ryeong groaned with satisfaction.
Still holding him aloft, she began to walk, her bare feet thudding against the rooftop floor.
Slap, slap, squelch, squelch.
The sound of skin hitting skin. The wet, messy sound of membranes grinding together.
Minseo swayed in her arms like a ragdoll.
"Ah-hak! Ah! Noona! It's... it's too deep...!"
"It feels good, doesn't it? Hmm? Tell me it feels good."
Chae-ryeong smirked and bucked her hips even harder.
Minseo's prostate was being mercilessly crushed.
Pleasure, pain, and endless humiliation swirled together. He couldn't even struggle in this position.
The sensation of being held by a woman and raped in mid-air was too much.
"I told you," she whispered. "I'm going to make you forget everything."
Minseo's vision whited out again.
On the rooftop of that abandoned building, amidst the shifting shadows, Minseo sank deeper and deeper into the swamp called Chae-ryeong, losing all sense of where he was being dragged.