Delusive Fate

#034

“Put it in, please, quickly…” I whimpered, my hips grinding against the curve, desperate.  Ah, ah, uh, ah.  Saliva dripped messily from the tip of my protruding tongue.

“Why are you doing this to me? What are you, huh? Tell me, I…  *huff*, I’m touching you so hard, right?”

“Ugh, uh, ah, ah!  Go, now, me, ah!  Hick…!”

The moment Gi Baek-woo bit my shoulder hard and gripped my dick as if to burst it, a flash of fire erupted before my eyes. My breath hitched. Gi Baek-woo lifted his body, which had been leaning against my back.  Overwhelmed by a sense of collapse, I fell face-first, trembling slightly, *hhu*, *hhuu*.

“Ah, you really like… having your dick stroked.  Ha.”

Not much… Why did I think he would give it to me? Ah, damn it, I’m dizzy…

A slurred voice drifted from behind.  Though I still couldn’t quite understand the whispering tone, the slimy sound, like something being licked up, was crystal clear.  The thought of Gi Baek-woo’s red tongue and wet face licking my cum sent shivers down my spine. My mind was completely hazy. My ass felt empty.

“Mmm, quickly, yeah.”

I was already on top of Gi Baek-woo. My breath came in short gasps from the urgency. I couldn’t wait for Gi Baek-woo, who was pressing his temples in a daze. So I pushed him down and immediately sat on his firm abs.

Ha, Gi Baek-woo laughed as if exasperated, but I ignored him. I was more eager to undress him.

“Why are you so turned on? Are you always like this?”

Gi Baek-woo muttered, as if amused by me pushing up his shirt and rubbing my lips against his collarbone. I wasn’t embarrassed by his mocking tone. The rough, cracking voice towards the end proved it. Gi Baek-woo was also extremely aroused.

I rubbed my face against Gi Baek-woo’s chest and reached behind me.  I felt the texture of stiff denim against Gi Baek-woo’s smooth, flawless lower abdomen. The hateful fabric covering my Gi Baek-woo. My hands trembled slightly with impatience. I grasped the firmly fastened button of his pants.

Quickly. Please, just quickly…

I fumbled with the button several times. I felt like a beggar groping the floor for a dropped coin. I was anxious, hungry, desperate.

“Ah, got it…!”

Finally, the button came undone.

“Hhu, uhh.”

Huck, huck, huck. I gasped for breath. It was an unusual elation. Just touching Gi Baek-woo’s skin while undressing him caused this much feeling.

This overwhelmingly erotic impulse was similar to that time. Right before Gi Baek-woo and I had our first experience, we were suddenly intoxicated by an inexplicable atmosphere and kissed wildly. It was a distinctly different kiss from usual, a highly sensual friction of two tongues.

Now, Baek-woo. Let’s have sex, okay?

It wasn’t a negotiation, but as if it were natural, we undressed each other, took out what was inside, and pressed our two obscenely hard dickes together.  At that time, I couldn’t tell if the wetness making our hands slick was my cum or Gi Baek-woo’s… the feeling of such desperate thirst, difficult and hazy, that consumed us then…  At this moment, I felt a strangely similar longing.

I wanted Gi Baek-woo. I wanted him so much. Even though Gi Baek-woo had returned to me, was hard for me, and kept saying he was going crazy because I was so pretty. Even though I had him pinned down, unable to move, and was freely stripping his pants and underwear… I wanted Gi Baek-woo so much. I was at a loss for what to do with the constantly rising desire to have Gi Baek-woo.

“Baek-woo, you too, mm.”

As soon as I pulled down his pants, Gi Baek-woo’s dick sprang up as if waiting. The heavy, sticky wetness thudded against my tailbone and clung to me. I stroked the tip of Gi Baek-woo’s dick in a circle with my palm, then gripped the shaft and gasped.

“You’re this hard, uh… why do you keep saying I’m the one who’s turned on, hhu.”

“You got me hard.”

“Me…?”

“You seduced me and now you’re blaming me?”

“Haha, right. Yeah, that’s right… I got you hard.  That’s right.  Lee Han-sol got you hard, Gi Baek-woo’s dick…”

“Lee Han-sol…? That, uh. Mmm…”

“Haaaa…”

Gi Baek-woo’s words stole my breath. That’s right, I got him hard. Your dick, so big that just holding it makes me tense, is this stiff because of me. The heat rising inside me made my vision swim. I really can’t take it anymore, Baek-woo…

I lifted my body, which had been leaning on Gi Baek-woo’s upper body, and began to move as my desires dictated. With my right hand, I slowly rubbed Gi Baek-woo’s large, firm dick up and down, and with my other hand, I kneaded his alluringly bulging pectoral muscles. Neither was small enough to fit perfectly in my hand, making it a little difficult. Still, I didn’t want to stop. Just touching Gi Baek-woo was melting my senses.

Gi Baek-woo’s incredible dick, the swollen veins clearly felt through my palm. The hot, feverish shaft was wet with the spurting Cowper’s fluid. The slippery feeling was ecstatic. Every time Gi Baek-woo’s dick leaked its erotic fluid, mine also grew wet.

I slowly moved my hand along Gi Baek-woo’s desirable lines… from his sharp jawline, down his straight neck, and to his broadly muscled chest.

When I felt Gi Baek-woo’s body, sticky with sweat and heat, tensing with pleasure, when I saw Gi Baek-woo’s pale nipples harden, I thought I might go crazy. An overwhelming emotion mixed with lust choked me, and I felt like I might burst into tears. It felt like an incredible pleasure that overwhelmed my senses, and also like some kind of awe.

I think I understand why Gi Baek-woo, who first pushed his dick into my body, cried silently with fear more than lust. If it felt like this, I would have cried too. The overwhelming feeling of finally possessing this person’s most intimate part… It was strange that I, who had slept with Gi Baek-woo hundreds of times, felt this, but it didn’t matter.

What does it matter? Gi Baek-woo is under me. Gi Baek-woo is looking up at me, his eyes filled with ravenous desire, as I rub my groin against his body like a rutting animal.

“Ah-hut, uh, haa…”

“Right now, you’re… huff… doing this to someone else’s body without permission?”

“Baek-woo, ah, I want to put it in, me, I want to put this in, hut!”

“Where do you want to put it?”

The sight of Gi Baek-woo, shockingly handsome, lying obediently beneath me, gasping for breath, *huuk*, *hu*, his eyes filled with a feverish heat of desire and lust, as if he would pounce on me and bite me in some way.

I licked my dry lower lip anxiously.

“This. This, your dick… I want to put it in my ass quickly… What about you?”

Gi Baek-woo stared at me without answering. While I was mesmerized by his intense gaze…

“Ah!”

Gi Baek-woo’s hand moved like a snake, silently approaching. A strong grip spread my buttocks, and a long finger poked between the cheeks. Gi Baek-woo’s long index finger slowly rubbed around my secret hole. My nipples tightened with a chill.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip, overwhelmed by anticipation.  *Ha-euu*, *euu*. A breath, almost like a frightened gasp, escaped my lips. Gi Baek-woo’s fingerprints, as if counting the number of wrinkles surrounding my hole, meticulously and persistently stroking, suddenly stopped moving.

“Why, why… hick.”

The moment I half-lifted my trembling eyelids with regret. Gi Baek-woo, as if waiting for eye contact, thrust his finger into the entrance of my hole. The softened hole opened without resistance. No, it rather gaped, as if to swallow more. I felt my already wet walls, slick from prolonged arousal, instantly clinging to Gi Baek-woo’s finger.

I pushed my hips back myself, swallowing Gi Baek-woo’s half-inserted index finger deeper inside.

“You really…”

“Aaah… yeah.  Huk.”

“How many times have you done this kind of lewd thing with this body?”

Huh? Answer me, why do you like this so much? Even with just one finger, your insides… are clinging to it, saying they like it. You, why are you… hut.

Gi Baek-woo muttered, sounding slightly angry, then spread my hole and pushed in another finger. My shoulders trembled at the long middle finger entering without hesitation, *poof*. The entrance, which had finally opened, quivered, tightly clamping Gi Baek-woo’s two fingers, as if they were a dick.

Gi Baek-woo’s fingertips bent, poking and tickling my relaxed walls with anticipation. The stimulation made me desperate. It wasn’t enough.

Just a little more… more.

I stepped on Gi Baek-woo’s chest and wiggled my hips. Gi Baek-woo’s abs, which I looked down at with half-open eyes, were glistening with the cum I had leaked. Every time I moved up and down, with Gi Baek-woo’s fingers still inside, a wet, slimy sound echoed. It was so obscene that I could barely breathe. I felt like my bones were melting from the heat boiling inside me.

“Baekwoo-yaa… huk, aat, hhu.”

“Don’t call my name…”

“Baek-woo, yeah, Baek-woo, quickly, uhh.”

“Please, don’t call my name with that face and voice.”

Gi Baek-woo twisted his jaw, looking angry. The fingers slowly moving inside me suddenly spread apart, widening the entrance of my hole.