Chapter 171: Min (6)

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Min (6)

Min’s warm, cozy oral cavity had now completely adapted to my rhythm, her soft throat continuously contracting and tightening around the swelling, scorching shaft like a furnace. Mucus mixed with thick saliva poured out abundantly, coating the entire veined surface and creating wet, slippery, and extremely lewd smacking sounds right inside her mouth.

Under the ultimate stimulation of temperature and carnal instinct, Min unconsciously lost all her initial resistance. Her soft tongue instinctively moved, wrapping around the swelling shaft and actively licking every protruding vein with greed and craving.

No way... what the hell am I doing? - Min screamed frantically in her mind as she realized her own traitorous actions - How could I actively use my tongue to lick and service this filthy thing? Darling... I’m sorry... I really am a lewd woman with not a shred of dignity left...

Yet her body completely ignored all the torment of her reason. The suffocatingly tight, scorching sensation spreading from the back of her throat all the way down to her chest made her emit charming, muffled sounds:

"~ Uhm... um... huc..."

I looked down at Min’s tear-filled yet lust-overflowing eyes, my hand still holding her head firmly to fix the angle, and praised her in a low, deep voice:

"Good girl, Min. A mouth that sucks and clings like yours is what a truly lewd woman is all about. Brace yourself, I can’t hold it back anymore!"

Hearing that warning, Min’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes widening in a mixture of terror and utter anticipation:

Is he... is he actually going to cum? With this much semen... do I really have to swallow all of it down into my stomach? I’m so scared... but...

Bang!

A sharp sting at the base of the dick signaled that the moment of eruption had arrived. Pouring all my strength into it, I forcefully pressed Min’s head down, slamming the shaft straight into the depths of her throat before erupting.

Splash! Splash! Splash!

Wave after wave of scorching hot, thick, and massive amounts of semen were released with extreme pressure, firing directly and profusely deep into Min’s throat. The overflowing semen filled her mouth, spilling out of the corners of her lips and mixing with saliva to form a slimy, milky-white fluid.

Min was flooded by the hot semen filling her oral cavity, choking to the point of tears. Fear was present, humiliation was present, but biological reflexes forced her to continuously swallow large gulps to avoid choking:

Oh god... so much... so hot... It keeps flooding my throat... I’m swallowing... I’m drinking down another man’s semen entirely into my stomach...

The thick, boiling semen continued to gush forth in powerful surges, shooting deep into Min’s throat and making her choke to the point of tears. Her warm, tight oral cavity was filled with a salty taste, reeking of a distinct masculine scent.

The excessive pressure and volume of semen almost made Min choke. However, instead of panicking and pushing it away, biological reflexes combined with the intoxication of lust made her unconsciously swallow large gulps.

Uhm... um...

Min continuously moved her throat, swallowing down every stream of hot semen flowing into her esophagus. What shocked and amazed her the most was the taste at that moment:

Oh god... why does it taste so strange... It doesn’t smell bad or disgusting like I thought, on the contrary... it has a strangely nutty, rich, and delicious flavor... This feeling... it truly makes one feel satisfied to the core...

Looking down and noticing that she had obediently swallowed every single drop clean without leaving any behind, I curved my lips into a mocking smirk, gently stroking her chin and teasing:

"How is it, Min? Is my semen very delicious and suited to your taste? A moment ago you were thrashing and refusing, but now you’ve swallowed it all clean without leaving a single drop."

Hearing my smug, teasing words, Min’s face turned crimson, her swollen lips trembling from a mix of shame and embarrassment. She took a deep breath to regain her composure, but the sweet, warm taste still lingering in her mouth betrayed her strangely.

And then, an action completely beyond the control of reason occurred. Min raised her face, her pleasure-hazy eyes staring fixedly at my shaft—which was still towering, rock-hard, and stained with a little milky-white semen right at the tip.

Defying the pangs of guilt, Min unconsciously extended her soft tongue, tracing a lewd circle from the base all the way to the head of the dick to greedily lap up every remaining drop of semen.

"Slurp... slurp..."

The licking sounds echoed clearly in the quiet space. Min sucked on it passionately like a true addict, no longer caring about the dignity or honor of a married woman.

Surprised by her bold and lewd action, I let out a low chuckle:

"Oh? Turns out you like it this much? Look at the way you’re greedily licking it, you’ve completely turned into a slut addicted to my semen, haven’t you?"

Busted right on the spot, Min’s face turned as red as a ripe tomato. She hurriedly stopped, lowered her head, and tightly gripped the hem of her dress to hide her embarrassment. But then, she couldn’t help herself from muttering, half-defending and half-admitting in her own helplessness:

"I... I just... B-because it tasted too good... You bastard... Stop mocking me..."

My low, mocking laughter echoed in the quiet space, acting like a bucket of cold water poured straight into Min’s bewildered mind. Yet, that mortification couldn’t pull her out of the quagmire of lust; on the contrary, it awakened another layer of the deepest primitive instincts hidden within a woman who always pretended to be virtuous.

While her wet tongue still lingered, sucking on the milky fluid staining the erect shaft, Min’s trembling hands unconsciously slid downward. Driven by the pure reflex of someone craving it to the point of madness, her slender fingers slowly wrapped around the heavy, bulging scrotum.

Slap... squelch...

Min unconsciously used her palms to knead and massage my full testicles expertly and rhythmically. After squeezing, she gently used her fingers to circle the sensitive skin, coordinating perfectly with the licking rhythm on the shaft above.

Oh god... what the hell am I doing...? — Min screamed frantically in her mind, her eyes widening in horror as she looked down at her own traitorous hands — Why... why are my hands automatically touching and massaging his testicles? That’s something a decent woman is never allowed to do... When did I truly turn into a lewd, shameless slut...y

Even though her reason screamed in remorse and mentally slapped her face, the cozy, heavy, and masculine feel in her palms brought a strange kind of pleasure that she couldn’t pull away from. Her throat emitted satisfied, muffled sounds with every sucking rhythm:

"~ Um... slurp... slurp... hm..."

I bent down, staring straight at Min’s ultimate downfall at that moment. The corners of my lips curved into a teasing, smug smile:

"Hey, look at your mischievous hands, Min. Your mouth is passionately licking the dick, while your hands are actively massaging and caressing my testicles with such skill? You’ve gotten so used to this serviceing that it’s become an instinct. How are you any different right now from a slut whose sole job is to suck and wait on men?"

That blunt and sharp exposure felt like a bolt of lightning, making Min’s entire body freeze instantly. She halted all movement, her pleasure-hazy eyes suddenly widening in astonishment as she stared at me.

Min slowly pulled her hand back as if touching fire, shrinking back slightly in utter shock at herself:

"I... what did I just do...?" — Min stammered unconsciously, her smooth face now burning red like a ripe tomato, tears and mucus streaming down from humiliation — "No... no way... Why did my hands automatically... There’s no way I would ever massage the balls of another man besides my husband... Am... am I really going crazy...?"

She clutched her head tightly, panting in broken breaths in complete panic, unable to believe she could let go, lower herself, and become this irredeemably lewd in front of a young man she had just met.

The panic and shock flashing across Min’s sweat-drenched face were quickly swallowed by the surging current of lust inside her body. Her cheeks flushed bright red, her hazy eyes staring fixedly at the towering shaft before her as if hypnotized by a terrifying magic.

I leaned down close, reaching out to gently lift her chin, and chuckled aloud at the pitiful contradiction between this woman’s reason and flesh:

"What’s wrong, Min? Just a moment ago you were panicking and crying out as if you were so pure. But your mouth and hands seem to have a mind of their own, don’t they? Your mouth keeps denying it, but your hands are still massaging my testicles with such skill, and your tongue is still greedily licking without letting go. How much longer do you plan to deny it, huh?"

Caught red-handed, Min grew angry out of embarrassment. Glaring at me with eyes full of spite, she used her trembling hands to grip my thighs tightly to mask her shyness, and choked out angry curses in grievance:

"Y-you bastard! You’re truly a demon who manipulates people’s minds!"

Even though she scolded me verbally, her body completely betrayed her words. Min took a deep breath, trying to rationalize and salvage a shred of fragile dignity in her helplessness:

"It’s just... it’s just because this damn dick of yours is too amazing, too perfect and haunting that my body reacted instinctively like that... B-besides, I had no intention... um... ah..."

While mumbling explanations and trying to act forced and principled, Min’s hands shamelessly lowered once again. Her palms once more wrapped around the heavy scrotum, expertly massaging, kneading, and stroking rhythmically. Meanwhile, her wet tongue continued pressing against the veined shaft, passionately licking every protruding vein in an extremely lewd manner.

I chuckled at her contradictory and shamelessly cute rationalization:

"Oh, so it turns out my dick was so exceptional that it forced a virtuous woman like you to voluntarily turn into a dedicated, serving slut? Your excuse sounds hilarious, Min."

Hearing that, Min blushed even brighter, her cheeks burning like fire. She glared a sharp look at me, but the sucking and massaging motions below only grew more ravenous, greedy, and thorough, completely drowning in a trap of pleasure she could no longer escape from.