Your Girlfriend Was Amazing

Chapter 115: My Lord, Why Haven't You Sought Me Out? I've Been Hoping You'd Summon Me and Rape Me Without Restraint

My Lord, Why Haven't You Sought Me Out? I've Been Hoping You'd Summon Me and Rape Me Without Restraint

I needed to use my best judgment.

Soojin had a quieter, more reserved demeanor, which made her more likely to trust me and wait for her turn. But Yoomin? Absolutely not. She was impatient and impulsive, the kind of girl who'd barge in without a second thought. If I opted to hook up with Soojin first, she would undoubtedly pick up on it and storm in, turning what could've been a threesome into an inevitable full-blown confrontation.

Melanie is being kept in check by Kang Taemin, which means Minsoo should be too distracted to act like a creep for now.

My immediate task was to ensure Yoomin and Soojin were both filled with my cum before addressing any other issues. Handling Melanie roughly wasn't an option since she hadn't lost her virginity yet. Minsoo, on the other hand, was still mentally stable, and pushing him too hard too quickly could jeopardize my protagonist's stake.

It's not like I'm going to let Minsoo do anything with Melanie anyway. As long as I'm around, he won't lay a finger on her, Ryu Hyemi, or any of the other heroines for that matter. His role is limited to fantasizing, nothing more.

"Mmpph… Ugh… Gagh… Aaah… Why… are you doing… this?"

"You said you wanted to be with me. Shouldn’t you live up to that?"

My cock—enhanced by Alpha Male—was in a league of its own. The black python on my thigh sliding into her mouth was more than any girl could handle, but that was their problem, not mine. If they desired a man worth having, they'd have to take some risks. It's only fair.

"Mm… Guh… Yeah… Nnn… Glug…"

With a tight grip on her hair, I moved her head back and forth, savoring the texture of her throat. Each strained breath made her throat-pussy grip me even tighter.

Yoomin's throat was shockingly narrow, almost like a virgin pussy. It clung to me as if desperate for my cum. Her lips occasionally would reach the base of my cock, and her breath would brush against my balls. Each time, I felt the cum rush to the tip, threatening to spill over.

Plop— Plop— Plop—

"You're struggling but still leaking all over. You're nothing but a slut, Yoomin."

"Mmmp… Guh… Nnngh…"

Her spit and my pre-cum foamed around her lips, looking like the perfect lipstick for a whore. Her throat bulged with each thrust as she tried to take all of me, and her whimpers turned into muffled cries. Meanwhile, her pussy was leaking, leaving a wet spot on the stairwell floor.

"Yoomin, finger yourself and get your pussy ready. I'm going to fuck you.

"Mm… Uh… Okay…"

Schlop— Schlop—

The obscene noises of her fingers moving between her legs were loud and slick, like wringing juice from a ripe fruit. She was all too eager to ready herself with her fingers moving swiftly while she kept working my cock with her mouth.

Not enough though.

This amount of submission wouldn't cut it. She needed to be conditioned to the point of being as perceptive and obedient as Kang Taemin.

"Ugh… Ugh…. Guh…"

In the wide emergency stairwell, the echoes of her moans and the sound of her sucking me off were amplified. Even the wet, teasing sounds of her fingers in her pussy bounced off the walls.

"I'm close. Make sure you gulp it all down."

"Uh… Mm… Y-Yes…"

I'd already snapped plenty of cheese shots with cum in her mouth, so there was no point in doing it again.

Spurt— Spurt— Spurt—

"Pfuh… Glug… Hah… Mm… Mmpph… Hah…"

I shot my load deep into her throat—it clenched and loosened like a pussy, pulling every ounce of cum from my cock.

"Glug… Ugh… Hah… Hah…" Yoomin panted heavily but didn't spill a single drop. The cum threatened to leak from the corners of her mouth, but she kept sucking and swallowing every bit of it.

Gulp… Gulp…

Squish… Squish…

The sounds of her masturbating grew louder, and her excitement rose as she swallowed my cum. Even though she could barely breathe, her fluids kept dripping onto the emergency stairs.

"You drank it all?"

"Haa… Yeah… Haa… Yoomin drank it all…"

"Good job. I'll give your due." I grabbed Yoomin by her armpits and lifted her off the ground. Her pussy was already soaked, so there was no need for more teasing. I slid my glans around and felt her wet crotch.

"You're wearing a thong?"

"Y-Yeah… Yoomin's pussy… Yoomin's slutty pussy is all yours… Use it any way you want…"

I hoisted one of her legs over my shoulder and rammed my cock inside.

Schlop—

"Aaaaaaahh…!!" Her pussy gushed like a cow's udder, creating a puddle on the floor. Her legs trembled as my cock drove her to orgasm, and she unconsciously clawed at my back with her nails.

"Ah… Hah… Taeyang… No… Haa…"

"I haven't even begun, and you already came?"

"Wait… Uh… Huff… Hm… Hah…!"

Slap— Slap— Slap—

With each thrust of my hips, her whimpering moans poured out. She clung to me like a patient pleading for salvation as she grasped at every part of my body.

"Remember our first time fucking? You said you didn't care if you died. Now, say it again. I'm gonna pound your pussy untill you stop breathing."

"No… Huh… Huff… Ah… No… Aah…"

"Why are you so weak today? You weren't like this before."

"Big… Huff… So… Big… Aah… I can't…"

"You're still not fully developed yet."

To think she'd be struggling this much. I always considered Yoomin to be a first-rate fucktoy, but realizing she's just third-rate was a bit of a shock. Then again, it made sense. I'd been using plumpy Soojin and well-trained Chunhyang, so I guess it was understandable. Not to mention Ryu Hyemi with her soft throat.

Hmm? She doesn't even notice I'm thinking about other girls.

At this rate, it would be tough for her to keep up with me in the future. I planned to satisfy them one by one, but if her pussy's third-rate, it's a game-changer. I opted to fuck her until she passed out and leave her in bed all day.

"Ahh… ugh… haa… it's… so big… Yoomin's… pussy… ha… ugh… it's too… aah!"

I thrust into her like a farmer milking a cow, extracting her juices with every movement of my hips. Her toes curled and uncurled repeatedly over my shoulders. I hadn't even touched her breasts yet, but her nipples were already rock-hard, protruding through her clothes.

Should I give them a pinch?

With one hand gripping her ass tightly, I pinched her erect nipple with the other.

"Aah…! You're so… bad… ah… ah… aah, Taeyang!"

Yoomin's sharp voice filled the air as her pussy tightened around my cock to the point of pain. It felt like she was trying to drain every last drop of cum from me. I withdrew my cock momentarily, then jammed it right back in to grind the tip against her cervix. Reinserting myself seriously took some serious effort.

One pinch and she's already this tight.

It felt like forcing open the lips of a clam and stirring its insides.

"Taeyang… ah… I'm… really… ugh… no… it's… I, I…"

"What?"

"I hate you… aaagh!" With one leg raised, Yoomin climaxed again. With my cock still buried inside, her orgasm was more intense this time. She squirted her juices with great force unexpectedly, gushing like a goddamn geyser down her thighs.

"Haa… ah… ahh… haaa…"

She kept making a mess—her fluids spreading across the floor, railing, and stairs without stopping. Her nails raked down my back, but it was a small price to pay.

"Haa… it's been a while… that's why… it feels so good, Taeyang…" Yoomin finally spoke to me with a smile after her intense climax. But she was mistaken about one thing.

"Yoomin."

"Y-Yes?"

"I haven't come yet."

I hadn't filled her womb with my cum yet. To ensure she wouldn't cling to me throughout the Gladire tournament, I needed to finish properly. If I left her satisfied like this, there was no telling what trouble she might cause later.

I need to make sure she won't even think about sex for a while.

I started moving my cock again without pulling out.

"W-Wait, no… I need a moment…"

"No, today's the day I'm going to fuck your brains out."

The solution was to fuck each girl thoroughly and isolate them in different rooms to minimize their contact. That's Baek Taeyang's way of managing the catfight.

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"I… I'll just rest here for a bit…"

"Yeah, get some rest, Yoomin."

After the wild sex was over, I put Yoomin in a different room than the one Kang Taemin was in, just as planned. I made sure to tuck her under the covers with her eyes shut before moving on to Soojin. But then, an unexpected message popped up in front of me.

[Summoned Being: Seong Chunhyang is extremely displeased.]

[Message from Seong Chunhyang :: My lord, why have you not sought me out? I've been hoping you'd summon me and rape me without restraint… It's frustrating to see you only going after other women's pussies… My lord, at this rate, I might just have to risk your wrath and manifest myself.]

"…"

What now? Just when I thought I found solid ground, the rug gets pulled out from under me. It's one thing after another.