Chapter 30: Kang Seojin & Hyun Iseo (3) [R-18]

The heat and the heartbeat pulsing against her made Iseo feel alive.

The fact that she could make someone react like this. That she could be a person who was needed, not someone who was simply providing a service.

Someone kissed her shoulder, their arm wrapping around her. The man’s arm tensed, thick with a desperate possessiveness, as if he refused to let this chance go.

The soldier sitting in front of her was stroking her thigh. At the same time, from another side, a hand wrapped around her waist and slowly slid under her clothes, while an unknown hand came to rest on her breast.

As one hand squeezed her large breast, another, which had been probing her lower body, slipped inside her panties.

“Ngh… haah…”

A moan escaped her lips because the hands were overlapping, each one vying for its own spot, stroking her simultaneously in an effort to touch her even just once.

Shoulders, chest, thighs, nape, wrists, waist. All at once. Hands reached for Iseo from every direction as she sat on the floor.

“Hey, can you hear how wet she is?”

“She’s already soaked. Holy shit…”

Someone was tugging at her bra strap. Someone was kissing her ear, breathing into it. While one man rolled her nipple with his thumb, another lifted her thigh onto his lap, spreading her legs.

Her panties had been pulled down from her hips long ago. The men were staring at her wet cunt.

Iseo was half-lying down, accepting all of their touches. She spread her legs a little wider and, of her own accord, lifted her chest into a man’s hand, an incomplete smile on her face.

“Everyone… please take your time…♡”

To be loved was to be needed. To be accepted by this society. That was what turned her on.

She simply reached out and pulled out the cock of the man closest to her.

“Mmh… I’ll… I’ll do everything…”

As if that were the signal, the men swarmed her. Between their groping hands, Iseo’s entire body was besieged by their hands and cocks.

The men who had been pushing and pulling, arguing over who would fuck her first, ended up plowing into her at the same time, as if to tear her apart.

“Aahng… too… too many… all at once…”

But no one stopped at her coquettish words. They were all people who already knew she didn’t know how to stop them.

Shluuuk—

Unlike Seojin’s time, Iseo’s body was fiercely enveloped by their many hands, like a single, precious new toy.

Iseo didn’t cry or collapse like she had when she first arrived. On the contrary, she pushed her body forward, taking them in deeper, enjoying the men’s desire as it poured into her.

“Hey, I’m next. I call her mouth.”

“Fuck, you’re gonna take forever to cum again.”

Had the barracks floor always been this small? More than ten men were engrossed in their own claimed territory on Iseo’s body. Some were on the beds, others were sprawled on the floor with her.

And for good reason. One man had his cock shoved in her mouth, another gripped her waist and pounded into her, and the rest were devouring her breasts and thighs.

“Ugh… she’s really something else… To think only the drill instructor and that top-ranking bastard got to monopolize her.”

“Haah… haah, Iseo… this is fucking amazing…”

Iseo’s body had long since been drenched. Entrusting herself to the hands and cocks assailing her from all sides, she was taking in the men’s desire with her mouth, her pussy, and her chest.

“Mmph… ugh… haah…!”

She couldn’t speak, her mouth full of cock, but the look in her nodding eyes and the way she pushed her hips deeper was her answer of “more, please.”

“Wow, look at her… she’s still getting fucked and she’s grinding her hips.”

The men might be rough with their hands and hips, but whenever they met her gentle and submissive gaze, they would treat her more tenderly than before.

When one man came and pulled out, the next one immediately filled his place. Iseo showed no resistance to the exchange; on the contrary, she bucked her hips as if lamenting the momentary emptiness of his cock.

“Hey, let me have a turn. I’m begging you.”

A man who had arrived late spoke up from beside the bed, his cock already in his hand. Even as she was being fucked, Iseo opened her mouth and beckoned him over.

“Mmh… mmmph… haah… yes…♡”

“Get in line, you son of a bitch!”

Her parted mouth and legs, and the way her entire body embraced their desire—it was a picture that went beyond simple sex, one the men were becoming addicted to.

Through the gaps between the men, Iseo could be seen with a smile on her face, semen dribbling from her lips. That sight alone was enough to make a dozen cocks aim for her again.

One man’s hand gripped Iseo’s pelvis, lifting her hips. Raised higher than when she was on the floor, her cunt was revealed, insanely wet and glistening.

“Aahng♡”

The slightly parted petals were softly swollen, and the inside was already full of white, melting semen.

The traces of not one, but several men mixed together, and her damp ass told the story of just how many times Iseo had already come.

“Fucking hell… this bitch, she’s… she’s a literal cunt…”

At his words, Iseo lowered her head and smiled as if embarrassed. But her pussy continued to drip a sweet liquid, thick as honey.

He pulled out his cock and pushed it forward. Iseo unconsciously spread her legs.

“Mmh… is this a reward, or a punishment…?”

As the thick head pushed past the slightly torn entrance, she pulled her hips inward on her own, swallowing his cock.

“Ah… fuck, look at this… This bitch is so fucking tight… How many times has it been, and she’s still like this? It’s a reward, you bitch!”

The man thrust all the way in. Iseo’s eyes trembled, and a thick moan burst from her lips. “Aahng—!”

Her inner walls should have been worn raw by now, but Iseo’s vagina only seemed to tighten more and more.

Forced to stand while swallowing a thick cock, her cheeks were flushed with a sticky heat and a smile.

Though not as large as Seojin’s, Iseo’s white, firm breasts were plump enough to be more than a handful, and the more they were stimulated, the harder her nipples became.

Someone pressed their lips to one and sucked long and hard.

“Slurp… suck… Hah, stay standing. You’re sensitive here too, Iseo.”

She flinched as if jolted and cried out.

“Ah… haahng, that’s right… do it more…”

Her words were slurred, but her body had long since consented to everything.

A cock was pounding below her waist, her breasts were being bitten and sucked, and a trail of kisses continued down her nape.

“Iseo, does it feel good?”

“Mmh… yes, so good… I think, I think I’m going to cum again…”

“It’s okay. We all love it when you cum, Iseo.”

Even while taking so many men, the inside of her vagina would clench and tighten, addicting them. The more her breasts were suckled, the harder they became.

Her skin, which bruised with a kiss in an instant, was so easy, trembling at the slightest stimulation. Every time one hole was fucked, her entire body shuddered with pleasure, and she accepted it all with a grateful face.

At some point, Iseo’s ass was hanging off the edge of the bed, her thighs held open in a soldier’s hands.

Between her parted legs, her cunt was still pooled with sticky white semen. A cock, back for its second round, thrust deep inside, as if pushing out the traces of what came before.

“Haaahng-!”

Iseo lowered her hips. Bracing herself on her hands, she arched her back in an all-fours position, welcoming the cock more easily as a thick moan spilled from her chin.

“Mmh… ugh… haahng, there… keep going… move…”

The juices seeping from her cunt and the man’s semen ran down her thighs, soaking the sheets and the floor.

“Iseo, your mouth is empty.”

“Mmh… kiss, slurp… haahng…”

Even while sucking him off, her body never stopped moving, and the bed creaked incessantly, supporting her.

It wasn’t just creampies. The men’s hands and lips, their semen and her fluids, dripped and smeared all over Iseo’s body. Just then, cocks from two different men came on her waist and chest, the hot liquid dribbling down to her nipple.

“Aahng, thank youu♡”

The woman’s voice, half-crying and half-laughing, filled the barracks. An endless stream of moans that stimulated the men’s primal instincts.

Iseo never once said “no.” On the contrary—

“Mmh, more… you don’t have to stop…”

—she opened her body wider with a smile.

Iseo’s body was being loved, and her cries were sending the entire barracks into a state of collective heat.

“Fuck… what is this bitch.”

Someone who had come over from another barracks spat out, trembling with lust. Iseo was on all fours, grinding her hips as she swallowed his cock, while another man fucked her from behind with a wet, squelching sound.

“Hey, isn’t she tired…? She’s still going after coming so many times…”

“She’s coming again from that while sucking a cock, this is…”

Three, four different men at once. One with his fingers inside her, one cumming on her chest, one pushing deep into her mouth, and even one trying to break into her ass.

“Mmh, delicious… slurp… chuub…”

Pulling the cock from her mouth, Iseo licked the head with the tip of her tongue, then looked up at the man with half-lidded eyes, as if playing a game.

“You were… thinking of me when you did that, right?”

Iseo beamed as if she had just licked a sweet piece of candy.

“Hah… yeah. Hey, wrap your tits around it. Squeeze them. I think I’m getting hard again…”

Some guys were already passed out on the floor, but since entry was paid and restricted, breaking the queue once in a while didn’t really matter.

“Mmm…”

Iseo nodded and gathered her breasts with both hands. She placed his cock between them and squeezed slowly, firmly. His limp member was regaining its strength between her breasts.

“Haah… fuck…”

This was beyond just being tasty or pretty. It was as if this woman’s mind had completely melted into sex.

Even as she gave him a tit-job, another man squeezed between her parted thighs, and yet another’s cock dangled near her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked it gently.

Behind her, some other bastard was already hard, rubbing against her back, waiting in line.

“Ah, aaahng… I like this…”

In this place with no porn, an angelic woman addicted to sex was a delightful fuck for the conscripted soldiers.

Iseo’s white skin was stained with semen, and she accepted even that with a smile, as if it were a caress.

“Everyone, really… please take good care of me♡”

At that moment, Kang Seojin was lying in her bed in the far corner, by the window. Her spot had been changed because the constant smell of semen had been torturing her.

Behind her was a wall as cold as the predawn wind, and before her was the quiet silence of her blanket. Even with her eyes closed, she could hear it.

“Haahng… deeper, inside…! Good… so good… haah…!”

And the sound that followed it. Thump, thump, thump—

The explicit sound of bodies colliding.

“…Fuck.”

It was a quiet curse. But she didn’t bite her lip, and her jaw trembled minutely. It was a sensation so familiar that there was no resistance left.

Seojin pulled the blanket up to her chin.

After Iseo had come to the barracks, Seojin had regained her freedom for the first time, but the price was eating away at her from a much deeper place.

The sounds, impossible to tell if they were moans of pleasure or cries of admiration. Seojin knew them well. It wasn’t simple temptation. It was an addiction that now made her listen in spite of herself.

Again… that’s the sound of her coming again.

Iseo’s moans and the sounds of mouths sucking and biting at her body echoed in her ears. She held her breath. Her heart pounded, and a tingling started between her legs.

Under the blanket, Seojin squeezed her legs together slightly.

While her attention was drawn to Iseo, her hand naturally traveled down her thigh. It touched slick wetness.

“…Hah…”

A soundless sigh.

She closed her eyes and, mustering all her courage, brought one hand down, carefully touching the very tip of her finger to that wet place.

I won’t… I won’t do it, you crazy bastard…

She cursed herself, but that place was already reacting with far too much familiarity.

Every time she heard Iseo’s love-filled moans, Seojin’s finger slipped deeper. Seojin’s body was free, but her mind was still thoroughly shackled by the nightly torments of the drill instructor.

It was just a single knuckle, but its slight entry was Seojin’s secret surrender, one that nobody else would ever know.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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