Chapter 5 – That Bastard (Part 6)

“Woo Junhee.”

Dowook’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. His face showed impatience and irritation. A face she used to comfort.

“Did you really not think of me, not even for a moment?”

“……”

“Did you really get tired of—”

Her body moved forward at that moment. It was an action beyond her own control, outside of reason. She almost ran up to him and reached out her hand. Even though she was the one who pushed him away. Even though she had resolved to end everything just until yesterday.

Was it old habit, a momentary impulse, s*xual desire, or a habit?

She grabbed his neck and pulled his head down. She kissed him roughly. Dowook’s body momentarily stiffened and then relaxed. Her heart, which had been tired and powerless, suddenly felt a rush of excitement.

Dowook, who had hesitated, soon opened his mouth. His large hand cupped her ear and cheek simultaneously. The hair tie that had loosely held her hair fell to the floor. Dowook grabbed her flowing hair.

His hot tongue roughly invaded her mouth, and his body leaned into hers. Her head tilted back, and her waist bent. Deep breaths echoed around them.

The deep silence vanished in an instant. The thoughts that had been tightly binding her head disappeared. The warmth emanating from him was both familiar and longed for. Dowook’s lips, pressed against hers, curved up in delight.

“You were lonely.”

Dowook said. Instead of answering, Junhee wiped the saliva from her lips with the back of her hand, her chest heaving. He wiped it off with his thumb. Dowook naturally slid his thigh between Junhee’s legs. Heat was transmitted. Her heart also pounded hotly, heating her body.

“You were lonely, Junhee.”

Dowook’s voice was soft. He cupped her cheek with one hand. He looked at her with eyes that seemed to know everything about her. In those eyes, Junhee felt a certain loneliness disappear. Her buried sorrow threatened to burst out. As she leaned her face into his large hand, he laughed.

“I’ll comfort you now.”

Contrary to his gentle voice, his wide-open mouth seemed like the jaws of a snake.

***

Her neck was bitten. Their tongues tangled, and something huge and er*ect poked between Junhee’s legs. She couldn’t clearly remember how she ended up back on the porch. Dowook’s large hand had invaded her clothes, roughly caressing her skin, and led her here.

‘I’ll make you feel good, Junhee. I won’t disappoint you. You’ll feel good too.’

Saying such things, Dowook undressed her.

The s*x after a long time was like that of beasts. They stripped off their pants and clung to each other on the porch. They rubbed their raw lower bodies together, stimulating and exciting each other. Every time Dowook let out a deep breath, she became lewdly wet below. Like starving beasts, they bit and chewed each other madly.

In the midst of it, his eyes were strange. Eyes filled with something unknown, whether it was ecstasy or lust. His face, half out of focus, kissed her persistently and obsessively. It was a little scary. She had seen Dowook lose his reason during s*x before, but it felt unfamiliar because it had been so long since they last had s*x.

Dowook pulled down the neckline of her shirt. He seemed to want to bury his head and suck on her br*asts. When the fabric didn’t stretch as he wanted, he pulled it with all his strength.

With a tearing sound, the shirt ripped. He buried his face between the fluttering pieces of fabric and sucked on her br*asts. He pulled down her bra and bit her br*asts hard enough to leave marks.

It was embarrassing to have her br*asts so exposed. She scratched Dowook’s back frantically. She bit his shoulder hard.

Dowook glanced up at her.

Under the yellow light of the porch, Dowook’s expression was bizarre. His eyes were unfocused, his hair disheveled, his neckline stretched from her pulling, his lips wet with saliva, and the red tongue between them. His wet tongue licked her br*asts.

With their eyes locked, he thrust his p*nis inside her. Thrust, thrust, thrust. His thick, hard p*nis penetrated her, but she couldn’t take it all in. It had been too long since they last had s*x, and his p*nis was too big. But Dowook didn’t stop.

He bit her br*asts greedily, sucking her n*pples while supporting her hips. He pushed his p*nis deep inside, thrusting hard. It felt like his massive p*nis was alive, pulsating inside her.

Maybe it was because his p*nis was so monstrous. Despite being wet, she let out a scream. She squirmed under him, growling fiercely.

Harder. Deeper. Don’t stop. More, give me more.

Every time his p*nis stuck to her v*ginal wall and then pulled away, goosebumps rose. Thick, sticky juices flowed out of her red hole.

Even as she acted tough, the abnormal size of his p*nis and the fast, powerful thrusts were too much to bear. She couldn’t help but plead.

“Stop, stop, Dowook. Please… I want to stop now.”

With trembling hands, she patted his thigh. She pushed against his firm chest. She struggled with her whole body, expressing her pain.

“Ah, ah, ah…! Ah, please…!”

The porch floor creaked under them. Wet sounds echoed all around. Dowook, who had raised his upper body, grabbed her hips and shook them.

His dark gaze gripped her entire body. He looked down at her as if he couldn’t take his eyes off her, as if he were in ecstasy.

“Stay still. Stay still.”

His voice was oddly filled with joy. He thrust his hips relentlessly. He repeatedly hit one spot, pushing deeply.

“Ah, ah, ah…!”

Her cries, mixed with sobs, echoed into the yard. A dog barked in the distance, and the sound of a rumbling van passing by could be heard. A noisy motorcycle roared past. She tried to hold back her voice, fearing someone might hear her, but she couldn’t.

“You like it.”

As Dowook increased his speed, her br*asts bounced uncontrollably.

“You missed me too.”

He spoke eerily. Her head tilted further back. The yellow light bulb on the ceiling swung rapidly. It was unclear whether the light was actually shaking due to Dowook’s vigorous thrusts or if it was an illusion caused by her shaking body.

“Ah, ah, ah…!”

Every thrust made her moan. Her entire body trembled. He thrust his p*nis into her so violently. He observed her every move. He watched as her v*gina sucked and tightened around his p*nis like crazy.

Her eyes felt embarrassed. The sobs escaping from between her lips felt strange. The wet sounds emerging from their entangled lower bodies, without even fully undressing, felt embarrassing. She had tried all sorts of positions with this guy, who had a messy taste, but she had never imagined having s*x in this place in Nonsan.

Suddenly, everything became unbearably shameful. This was the house where her grandmother and father lived. It was the porch where Junhee played as a child. Beyond the wall, small houses of the neighborhood gathered. And here she was, tangled in such a mess…

Sweat dripped from Dowook’s chin, whose eyes were unfocused. His face still looked devoid of reason, sunk in lewd delight.

After thrusting a few times, he seemed to find a satisfying angle and spot, as a glint appeared in his eyes. His lips faintly curved into a smile.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, like a wedge, his p*nis rapidly penetrated. The sound of wet slapping echoed together.

Junhee screamed again. Twisting her body and pushing him away was futile. Dowook seemed to enjoy it even more. The more she struggled and suffered, the more excited he seemed.

Her reason and consciousness blurred. The face of the man, who seemed to have lost his reason as well, scared her. The thick flesh endlessly invading her lower abdomen also scared her. She wondered how far, how deep he intended to go. It felt like her internal organs were being swirled around.

Eventually, she burst into tears. No matter how much she begged him to stop, Dowook wouldn’t. She didn’t know where this sensation, whether it was pain or pl*asure, would take her. But the overwhelming pl*asure was relentless.

As she burst into tears, Junhee reached out and hugged him. At that moment, Dowook was the only thing she could cling to. Naturally, she spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist.