Chapter 100: She, Who Was Used to Giving Up [R-18]

The words she had blurted out were so embarrassing that even she couldn’t stand them. Seojin dropped her gaze to Rio’s chest, as if to avoid his eyes.

And yet, her body was the first to feel it—his unwavering gaze, piercing right through her.

“…Ngh.”

With her lips pressed together, Seojin leaned her upper body back slightly.

The movement caused her plump breasts to sag downward before swaying right into the center of his vision.

Pushed up by her palms, they gathered together, then swayed slowly with the tension in her wrists.

She pushed them up from below again.

Thump.

Her breasts bounced.

Thump.

With a soft jolt, their weight shifted in her palms.

“……Nghh.”

As if swallowing a sigh, she parted her lips and lowered her head.

Though she avoided his eyes, her fingertips were far more honest. Soon, Seojin was carefully cupping both of her breasts.

“Hah…”

A coquettish breath escaped her.

She parted her lips as if to catch her breath and, without realizing it, let the tip of her small, plump tongue peek out.

The feel of her own skin. The curves were so large and soft that they spilled from her grasp.

“Hnngh…”

Even so, she squeezed her hands together. Her full breasts pressed against each other in the middle, beginning to chafe.

“……”

As skin brushed against skin, her firm nipples were pressed beneath her hands at the outer edges of the two mounds.

As her breasts squashed lewdly together under her palms, Seojin inhaled sharply, as if the sensation alone sent a flush of heat through her entire body.

“Haaah…”

Her breasts felt heavy and swollen, the curves that her hands couldn’t contain spilling over her fingers.

She had only meant to prove her usefulness to him, to remain detached, but she was so overwhelmed with shame that she began to sway her hips, just a little.

A slight sway. Then again.

Each time her body moved, her breasts trembled in response.

As she carefully shifted her hips atop Rio’s pelvis, she felt a strange sensation deep below.

“……Hn?!”

She froze instinctively.

His soft, dense pubic hair was brushing against her wet folds, as gentle as fur.

“Ha, ah…”

Her lips trembled.

Unconsciously, with him watching, she began to move her hips again.

Below, the coarse hair at the base of his cock and over his pubic bone brushed against her with every sway, at times pressing gently into her folds.

Her slick cunt had grown even more sensitive, and Seojin couldn’t stop moving—

“Nngh… Ahh…”

Perhaps she had grown numb to the shame, because she began to roll her hips more, her breathing changing. The small movements gradually deepened, lengthening into a rhythm like that of mating.

And yet, Rio’s eyes were still fixated on the two mounds of her flesh, not on the motion below.

“……Ngh.”

She squeezed her hands tight—tighter.

Her swollen, heavy breasts spilled from her small, delicate hands, overflowing between her fingers.

Her hands were so much smaller than Rio’s. The plump, soft breasts they held seemed to melt as they were squashed between her fingers.

“Ngh… Hnngh…”

She didn’t stop at just pressing them together; she began to knead them with both hands.

She pressed with her palms, jiggling her breasts up and down, then gently pinched and pulled at her nipples. Her lewd gasps began to fill the room.

“Hah… Ahh…”

As she rocked her hips, the golden-brown hair covering Rio’s pubic bone grew damp.

The hot fluid trickling from her wet cunt, slicking his body, only made Seojin feel more ashamed, more obscene.

“…Rio,”

She breathed his name, on the verge of losing her mind.

Usually, she was too busy just sitting on his cock, grinding her hips, lost in the sensation of rubbing her core against him. She had never stayed on top of him for this long, squeezing and showing off her own breasts.

But it was working. He was watching her, and he was enjoying it. There was only one reason the dominant man before her remained still: his desire to watch her try to please him was simply too great.

Her fingers tightened on the tips of her nipples as she pushed her breasts up from below. A thrilling jolt shot through her.

“Ngh…!”

Without realizing it, her hips twitched, her wet cunt quivering against his pelvis. Seeing the deep shadow cast by her breasts, Rio chuckled from below.

Seojin didn’t bother reacting to his laugh.

Instead, without letting go, she slowly squeezed her breasts tighter. Her cleavage deepened as if something inside might burst.

She gripped them so hard her fingertips turned white.

As the sensation shot down her spine and her core tingled where it rested on his pelvis, her hips began to move—first a little, then with a growing rhythm.

“Nngh… Hnngh…!”

With each movement, her folds, resting softly on his pubic bone, brushed against his coarse, curly hair, building the friction. Seojin fell silent, simply exhaling as she rocked her hips.

Back and forth. Gently at first, then with more force.

Her hands still gripped her breasts, but the flesh above her grasp, the upper swells, rolled with her movements in large, obscene waves.

Rio swallowed hard.

This show she was putting on for him—it was a lewd spectacle born from her own body, her own desire.

Beneath the covers, his fully erect cock pressed against her ass, tapping against her with every sway.

“Seojin.”

His voice was lower now, thicker.

He raised his hands to her waist and slowly guided her backward.

Her wet folds, which had been rubbing against his abdomen, slid all the way down the length of his shaft.

Slick.

“Hnngh…!”

The sensation made her whole body tremble, and she instinctively hugged herself, her hands clutching her own arms.

What followed was only natural.

Guided by his hands, she moved back and forth, her body now rubbing against his hard cock instead of just his hair. With a final push, she swallowed him whole.

She was filled to the brim with him, and every time she squirmed, she could feel the hitch in his breath from deep in his chest.

Rio watched her, the corners of his lips turning up in a faint, satisfied smile drenched in pleasure.

“…That. Do more of that.”

Unsure what he meant, Seojin unconsciously brought her hands back to her breasts.

If I don’t know, I can just start from the beginning. As if catching her breath during an intermission, she bounced them. Thump, thump—

She cupped them with her palms, bouncing them upward so they rippled like waves.

“Hnngh…”

Aroused by the feeling, Seojin risked a glance at him. But Rio, feeling her gaze, gave a powerful thrust from below.

“Ah—!”

The sensation of the very root of his cock slamming deep inside her. The force of it made the breasts she was holding jolt violently.

The skin of her breasts, already marked with her handprints, flushed a deeper red.

The impact sent them bouncing upward, her nipples tilting as if about to spill over before swaying with the recoil.

The rippling sensation that had just been in her hands now shot down between her legs, spreading deep into her flesh.

He let go of her waist and grabbed her wrists instead, using them to control her movements.

Before his eyes, her breasts bounced from their very base—thump, thump—with every thrust. The uncontained flesh swayed slowly,

and it wasn’t just her nipples or the upper swells that moved.

“……Hah.”

The whole thing. Her entire, voluptuous breasts.

Up and down. Heavy and elastic.

Still firm, not yet succumbing to gravity, they pushed out with a soft thump in time with her movements. The sight of them rolling, as if overflowing, was slowly unraveling him.

…Yes, this is far lewder.

Not just the trembling of her upper chest, but this… this overwhelming curve, the way the flesh rippled up from the base like a wave, the way the entire thing shook.

And the fact that this had all been started by the woman on top of him—the one who couldn’t even lift her head in shame as she rocked her hips—made it all the more enjoyable.

They fucked several times a day, but when it came to the act itself, she was still the best.

A refined, elegant woman to have on his arm at official functions was nice, but in bed, nothing beat a woman who acted dumb and had such vulgar breasts and hips.

A young woman who got ridiculously wet, had no self-control, and had absurdly large breasts. A woman who possessed the pinnacle of femininity, yet held no power of her own. A woman he could adorn, piece by piece, with everything he possessed.

Her voice, breathless with pleasure. The way she curled into herself with shame, even as her cunt twitched and clenched around his cock, pulling him deeper.

And above all, those eyes that looked only at him.

Rio had never been the type to develop special feelings for anyone.

But just holding her set all his senses—sight, touch, everything—on edge. This was a woman chosen by pure male instinct, one he could never bear to give to another man.

“Hold back… You can do that for me, can’t you?”

When he pressed a hand firmly to her waist, Seojin instinctively ground down on him.

A rough breath escaped Rio’s throat. Feeling the wetness slicking her inner thighs, he pushed in deeper.

Seojin threw her head back, her lips trembling violently. Denied her release, her hips only sank lower, seeking more of him.

Rio reached out, caressed her cheek, and let out a short laugh. He was waiting for the day she would become greedy for all that she possessed.

Even if it meant the end for them.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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