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Short Story 3 - Chapter 3

Jan 13

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Reira Tsuki

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[Book Chapter 2]


Yeowon, with a hazy gaze, watched as her pussy entrance pulsed and expelled fluids, reflected in the glossy mirror.


The hole, twitching as if pleading for fingers to be inserted again, repeatedly tightened and loosened. Due to the lack of hair, these movements were starkly visible, making it appear utterly obscene.


However, no matter how many times she looked at her pussy in the mirror or smeared the leaking fluids on its surface, the man never appeared.


She tried various things, hoping to meet him once more, but it was all in vain.


Yeowon, with a gloomy expression, straightened her dishevelled clothes. Then, she began to carefully wipe the mirror’s surface, which had become cloudy and dirty with her fluids, using a damp towel.


“Could the spring water have had some effect?"


Yeowon's hand stopped as she murmured to herself.


Then, she suddenly stood up and headed outside, firmly gripping the mirror in her hand.


“The path... He said that the path was opened.”


Clutching the mirror to her chest, Yeowon gazed up at the sky.


High in the pitch-black sky, the moon was round and rising, though not as full as it had been that day.


What made that day different from all the others was that Yeowon, who usually stayed indoors, had gone to the spring.


And just before the man appeared, she picked up the mirror she had dropped in the water.


"The moon was reflected in the mirror..."


With a faint glimmer of hope, Yeowon cautiously took the mirror from her chest. She lifted the mirror to the sky, still marked by faint, cloudy smudges, and caught the reflection of the moon.


And the next moment…


“I almost died of frustration."


"Ah..."


Black smoke seemed to seep out of the mirror, and the man appeared.


"If I had known you’d be this slow to catch on, I would’ve woken you up to tell you myself."


Startled, Yeowon nearly dropped the mirror, but the man caught her hand and offered a mischievous smile.


"But since you figured out how to open the path, should I praise you?"


With a sly smile, the man wrapped an arm casually around Yeowon’s waist, pulling her close. Whispering softly, he brushed his chin against hers.


Something large and hard, as if he were carrying a thick club down there, kept pressing against her lower abdomen.


“What… What on earth do you have down there?”


“What? Hahaha.”


The man burst into laughter at Yeowon's question.


“Curious? Then I should show you.”


With that, the man swiftly scooped her up in his arms. Striding confidently into the Cold Palace, he headed straight for her bedchamber without a moment’s hesitation.


It wasn’t a dream then, and it wasn’t a dream now.


The beating of his heart, the warmth, and the faint, bitter scent of grass.


All of it told her that the man was real, not an illusion.


As Yeowon let out a sigh of relief, she realised she had already been laid down on the bed.


Her hand instinctively reached out, landing on a spot that felt damp.


Remembering what had happened before she took the mirror and went out, Yeowon blushed and tried to pull her hand away.


But the man was quicker.


"Are you now embarrassed about how you were dripping all over?"


As the man wrapped his hand over the back of hers and pressed down firmly, she felt her palm soaking in the traces of her own arousal.


“Pl-please let go.” 


Yeowon shook her head, her face turning a deep shade of red.


“I was going to praise you, but now that I think about it, I should punish you for enjoying yourself alone.”


Punishment? Out of nowhere?


Yeowon's eyes widened in surprise.


Suddenly, she remembered the hard, club-like thing that had pressed against her lower abdomen. Was he planning to take it out and punish her with it?


Her gaze, almost involuntarily, shifted towards the man’s lower body.


“Well, this is awkward. I said I would punish you, but looking at me with such eager eyes makes it difficult.”


Eager eyes? What kind of nonsense was that?


Yeowon was about to retort, but her eyes widened even more than before.


When the man untied his pants, a thick, fleshy pillar pushed up through his underwear.


He grabbed it with his hand and stroked it up and down. The glistening head, encased in thin skin, appeared and disappeared, looking intensely lewd.


“I’ll make it so you won’t be satisfied with just your fingers anymore. You won’t be able to feel anything without my cock.”


So, that... was the man's genitals, just like in the erotic paintings from the books.


“It wasn’t… a club?”


The man burst out laughing at Yeowon's question.


"Well, it's similar, isn't it? Though it's used for thrusting rather than hitting."


It was already difficult with three of the man's fingers, so there was no way something like that could fit inside her.


Yeowon shook her head as if it was absolutely impossible, but the man just smirked.


"I guarantee you'll end up crying and begging for more."


The large man's body climbed onto the bed.


Yeowon's thin nightgown was stripped off in an instant.


“It’s still hard.”


The man lowered his head, playfully pressing his thumb against her swollen nipple, which had been firm from her touch just moments before.


His wet tongue began to leisurely lick around her areola. Then, he gently nibbled on her delicate nipple without causing pain, making Yeowon flinch and rub her legs together.


As the man slipped his hand between her legs and massaged her thigh, her legs naturally parted.


The hand that had climbed up her thigh touched her still-wet mound.


Tok, tok. 


As his finger tapped against her damp mound, a moan involuntarily escaped her lips.


“Haangh…”


"I should have fucked you that day. That way, you would have been so desperate that you’d have come looking for me sooner."


As the man spread her wet slit and pushed his finger inside, her lower body instinctively tightened.


"Don't just tighten; you need to know how to loosen up too if you want to enjoy my cock properly. Relax."


However, despite the man's thumb teasing her clitoris, she couldn't relax at all.


"It's small and narrow, but since it gets so wet, it seems like it will take it well."


The man chuckled, saying it was already a sea of wetness.


Squelch, squelch. 


Every time the man prodded her inner walls with his finger, the sound of wetness grew louder. She covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, but the man swatted them away.


"I've been longing to do this face-to-face. You need to show me your face."


Kissing her flushed cheek, the man whispered softly.


Even amid the chaos that day, she had thought he was truly handsome. Then, suddenly, another fact she had forgotten while lost in her pleasure came to mind.


"Na-name... Heug, haang!"


Struggling to speak through her panting, she could only manage a few words, but the man understood instantly.


“Kyung, call me Kyung. What is your name?"


“Yeo... Yeowon."


"That's a beautiful name. Yeowon."


How long had it been since she was called by her name?


It seemed like the first time since her mother passed away.


Yeowon felt an indescribable sensation and a tightness in her chest.


And she felt the tension in her body release along with it.


The finger that had been filling her below slipped out.


Instead, a blunt tip rubbed against her open entrance.


As Yeowon tensed and recoiled, Kyung kissed the nape of her neck and whispered.


“Yeowon."


She felt her strength naturally fade away at the sound of a soft voice calling her name.


Kyung, keenly aware of this, seized the opportunity and pushed inside.


"Haa! Ah!"


The narrow entrance stretched open, and her vaginal walls felt like they would burst. Yeowon struggled to breathe.


Gently stroking her stiff body, Kyung pressed his lips to hers, as if to help her breathe.


Only after his kiss gently loosened her stiff tongue, did Yeowon finally catch her breath.


"Haa... Huh!”


As she breathed, Kyung raised his hips.


"Don't clench, relax, Yeowon."


“I-I don't know. Something like that... Heuuug!"


Feeling the pain for the first time, Yeowon tearfully shook her head. 


She was afraid that her lower body would tear and break apart. 


When Kyung touched her down there with his hand and sucked on her, it felt so good. She didn't expect this to hurt this much.


Realising why he had called it a punishment, Yeowon broke down in tears.


"Soon, you'll be clinging to me, saying it feels good. I promise."


Thinking that would never happen, Yeowon clung to Kyung's neck and sobbed.


The thick, veiny shaft thrusted in and out vigorously several times.


Gradually, she began to feel a sensation different from the pain.


Yeowon realised that at some point, what came out of her mouth had changed from sobs to husky moans.


“Haagh... heuu, unngh!"


As Kyung lowered his hand to tease her clitoris, Yeowon twisted her hips and tightened her inner walls.


The sound of liquid splashing echoed with each thrust, revealing just how much fluid she was releasing. He pulled his cock out to the entrance before thrusting deep, hitting the spot that made Yeowon moan sharply.


Fwop, fwop.


Kyung relentlessly struck her sensitive spot, reaching climax after climax.


“N-no, I don't like... there... Haagh! It's weird! Heunngh."


"It's not that you dislike it; it's that you like it."


Thrusting his hips even harder, Kyung bit down on her earlobe.


Her heart pounded fiercely, and her whole body felt hot, especially down below, as if it were on fire.


Though her mind was dizzy, Yeowon didn’t dislike the heat and wrapped her arms around the back of Kyung’s neck.


“I-it feels good... so good. More... deeper, heuugh!"


It was just as Kyung said.


It was true that she would end up pleading because she liked it.


"Yeowon. I've wanted to do this ever since I saw you in the mirror."


Whispering sweetly, Kyung grabbed Yeowon's waist and began to thrust fiercely. The approaching climax was so intense it could almost be called violent.


Yeowon, unable to handle the overwhelming pleasure, fainted.


Before losing consciousness, she felt a deep satisfaction as her belly filled with something hot.


・・・・・


"Unnng. Kyung... Stop... heuuung!"


Crawling on her stomach, Yeowon pleaded.


But Kyung, holding her hips and moving vigorously, did not slow down at all.


"Once the day breaks, we won’t be able to see each other for a while. Do you really want me to stop?"


“I want... hnng, to do it... facing you."


Only then did Kyung stop his movements and lean back. His cock, erect to his navel, was soaked in a whitish fluid. It was a mixture of Yeowon's fluids and his own. Satisfied with the sight, Kyung leaned back against the bed.


Then, he picked up Yeowon, who was panting, and sat her on his thighs.


"I'll show you my face, Yeowon. You put it in yourself."


"Myself?"


She had inserted her own fingers before, but she had never inserted anything else herself.


It had already been four months since she discovered that Kyung could come to her side through the mirror.


However, Kyung could only pass through the mirror during a time close to the full moon, for only about seven days a month. It was said that when the moon was not full, the path would not easily open.


Even today, Kyung had struggled to come because the path was not fully open.


So, she would have to wait another month to see him again.


Yeowon placed her knees on the bed and straightened her back.


All she had to do was grab his erect cock with her hand and insert it into herself.


She knew this, but whenever she saw its large size, she worried if it could really fit inside her.


As she hesitated, Kyung playfully ran his finger along her slit, from her entrance to her clitoris. Yeowon moaned, “'Huu-eugh!” and grabbed his shoulder.


"It would be cute if there were soft white hairs along here too. But since there aren't, it's better because I can see my cock going in more clearly."


Kyung joked as he smeared her love juices on the bare mound.


From the start, he had never found her snow-white hair or red eyes strange.


Moreover, he didn't find it strange that she couldn't be exposed to sunlight.


In fact, he laughed with satisfaction, saying it was good that she would be stuck indoors, so no one else but him could see Yeowon.


In many ways, Kyung was a peculiar man.


While Yeowon was thinking this, Kyung, unable to wait any longer, grabbed his cock and aligned it with her entrance, tapping it against her hole.


"This humble servant has prepared it so nicely for you, Princess, so please partake."


After learning that she was the princess of Jino Kingdom, Kyung often called her 'Princess.'


But she preferred being called by her name.


“Call me by my name, Kyung."


"Alright, Yeowon. Don't just let your mouth water because you want to eat it — go ahead and eat it."


Blushing at Kyung's teasing words, Yeowon slowly lowered her hips. Her breath naturally grew ragged as she was tightly filled by the massive pillar of flesh.


Exhaling deeply, Yeowon finally took all of him in.


Feeling satisfied, Kyung kneaded her fleshy buttocks and bit down on her neck, which was already covered in red marks.


"Now, shouldn’t you move?” 


In response to Kyung's demand, Yeowon barely managed to lift and lower her hips a few times, but she couldn't continue.


“...Kyung, please do it. I want to feel good.”


“If you ask so cutely, I have to oblige.”


Lifting and lowering her hips, Kyung began to thrust. His upright cock stimulated a different spot than usual. It seemed there was another sensitive spot she hadn't realised before.


"Anng! Ah! Aahng!"


Kyung smiled in satisfaction as he pressed his lips to Yeowon's, who was crying out in disarray.


"Yeowon, don't just cry. Say, 'Please fuck me more.' Come on. That way, I can put more effort into it."


"More... ahnng. Please fuck me more."


Unable to resist, Kyung laid Yeowon down and rapidly moved his hips. Grabbing both her ankles and spreading her legs wide, he could see her red, swollen pussy devouring his cock.


"Ha... There's no view more breathtaking than this."


Fwop, fwop.


Shaking roughly, his round testicles knocked against her creased entrance.


As she reached her climax, the intensity of her pussy clenching his cock increased. Kyung, his eyes flushed red with excitement, furrowed his brows and ejaculated.


“I wish I could take you with me right now..."


At the thought of leaving Yeowon behind, Kyung's face contorted fiercely. But he couldn't afford to dwell on his regret. Dawn was approaching.



 

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