Chapter 75
“Hiiik!”
His fingers sank deep into my hole, slick with cum. They squirmed, spreading it around like they were coating the inside of me. Still reeling from the aftershocks of my orgasm, I could only shake my head as they stirred inside me. The number of fingers increased—two, then three. Every time his thick digits pushed in, tears welled in my eyes. It didn’t hurt as much as before, but it was still unbearable.
Squelch. Squelch. His usually composed face twisted in frustration as he roughly worked his fingers inside me, probing and stretching my hole. The overwhelming pressure and pain made me gasp, then let out a choked, whimpering sound.
“Hngh—huh…!”
The moment his fingers pressed against some spot deep inside, my vision blurred, and my ass clenched. My cock, which had softened after cumming, began to stir again. Seeing my hole tighten around his fingers, Doyun’s desperate expression turned feral. His fingers slipped out so suddenly that I gasped in shock.
But I had no time to process that. My legs, which had spread open, snapped shut when I saw him undoing his pants. I’d known he was big, but—god—the thick length that sprang free made me scramble backward in a panic. Doyun effortlessly dragged me back to the head of the bed, pressing his body against mine. His heavy cock pressed into my lower abdomen.
“D-Doyun…”
“I’m putting it in.”
Before I could even say it hurt, my legs were forced apart. No matter how hard I tensed my thighs, I couldn’t match the strength of his grip. The slick, cum-drenched hole twitched as the massive head of his cock pressed against it. The moment I opened my mouth to protest, Doyun’s lips crashed onto mine again, swallowing my breath.
“Mmph!!”
My eyes flew wide open. His thick cock began to push inside. I could feel my stretched hole struggling to take in something so enormous. My back arched, my legs trembling violently. My head fell back, my mouth hanging open as ragged breaths escaped my throat, now empty of his tongue.
“Ah! Ah—! It’s—it’s gonna split me—”
Even as my entire body screamed in protest, his cock kept forcing its way inside. Slowly. Painfully. My insides stretched to an impossible width. The shock of realizing parts of me I’d never wanted to know existed were being forced open made tears spill down my cheeks. My spread legs twitched with spasms.
Doyun’s hands gently traced my trembling body—not quite a caress, more like he was checking for injuries. His fingers brushed the place where we were connected. My hole, stretched to its limit, fluttered at the touch. Was that the stimulation? My legs draped over his arms.
“No! It won’t fit—!”
Thrust. His massive cock burrowed deeper inside me. The sensation of being impaled sent me sobbing into his chest, my face pressing against him. Take it out, please take it out. My tear-streaked face was slowly stroked by Doyun’s hand. His fingers, still wet with my cum, were now smeared with my tears and saliva.
He traced my lips, pressing his tongue against mine. I could taste the bitter tang of cum, but I had no time to gag—every bit of my focus was dragged downward, my body too overwhelmed to do anything but beg.
“Is it too much?”
“Too—too big. It hurts. Please…”
“It’s okay. Shh…”
Even as I whimpered that it hurt, that it was too much, he didn’t stop. Instead, he murmured reassurances, licking the tears from my face. Mm. Gentle kisses dotted my cheeks. But I couldn’t calm down—not when his cock was still cruelly forcing its way deeper inside me.
The eternity it took for him to bottom out felt like a lifetime. I could feel his solid lower body pressed flush against my ass, grinding me into the bed. My hands clutched at my stomach, tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t believe something so huge was inside me. Doyun let out a low, pleased sound as he watched my tears fall.
“Hah…”
His eyes narrowed, his tongue flicking over his lips like he’d just tasted something delicious. A deep rumble vibrated in his throat as he gripped my hips and began to move.
Oh god. I couldn’t even scream. My chest swelled, my breath stolen by the shock. My stretched hole screamed in pain as his cock pistoned in and out, the wet sounds obscene. The way he ground against my insides, pressing and prodding, was brutal. Thud. When his cock rammed into a spot even his fingers hadn’t reached, the breath I’d been holding burst out in a sob.
“Hiiik! Ah! Uh! Aaaah!”
Slap. Slap. The way he violently fucked into me was nothing like the Doyun I knew. He pried my legs apart so wide I thought they’d split, lifting my hips to take him even deeper.
I clawed at the sheets, sobbing as I tried to endure the relentless pounding. My head burned, my stomach swollen and heavy. I was terrified I’d be torn apart, but even more terrifying was the way sharp pleasure stabbed through me with every brutal thrust, despite the pain.
The pleasure, which had been creeping in, now surged faster with every deep, grinding stroke. My insides, fucked raw like an animal, burned. My slack hole greedily swallowed his cock again and again.
“Hngh, haaaah…!”
I couldn’t tell if it was pleasure or pain—my breath hitched, my vision flashing with bursts of light. The pleasure that had been dragging me under now shot up from my core, making my entire body flush with heat. I hastily swallowed my tears and saliva, gagging. The way my hole clenched and relaxed on its own terrified me, and I reached down to touch myself. My trembling fingers brushed against his thick shaft, feeling it pistoning in and out of my soaked hole. I squeezed my eyes shut, the world spinning dizzily.
“Hiiik, I—I’m gonna d-die…”
I was scared. The way my hole stretched obscenely, the way my insides were ruthlessly speared—none of it felt real. And yet, every time he rammed into that deep spot, my mouth fell open without my control. I could feel drool dripping down my chin, but all I could do was stupidly notice it.
“S-scary…! Ugh!”
“Nngh…”
Was my brain being scrambled? The thought barely formed before his cock violently churned my depths. The speed, the depth—it all became faster, harder. I’m going to be skewered to death. Fear dried out my mind, but the pleasure coiling up inside me was driving me insane.
At first, it was just an itch in my head. Then it spread—my arms, my legs, my waist, my stomach—burning. I wondered if bugs were gnawing at my nerves. My legs spread on their own, then clamped around his solid waist. My mind screamed that I was going to die, but my body thrashed, chasing pleasure. Then—slowly—his cock dragged out in one long stroke.
“Hiiik, aaaah…”
I shook my head, my body shuddering as my mouth fell open. My insides clung to his retreating cock, stretching obscenely. The pleasure had briefly stalled my tears, but now they poured down again. No, my guts are going to be pulled out. I thrashed weakly, my fingers tearing at the sheets. The conflicting sensations—itching, coolness, exhilaration—made my body’s signals a chaotic mess.
Then—thrust—he slammed back in. His cock buried itself even deeper, and for a moment, I heard nothing. I flailed my arms, a scream-like sob tearing from my throat. I was sure my insides were being ruptured.
“Aah, ah, hngh!”
I clawed at his shoulders, trying to slow him down, but Doyun didn’t budge. His dark eyes locked onto mine, utterly focused on fucking me apart. I forgot to resist, clinging to him instead, my voice hoarse with sobs. My broken, rasping voice didn’t even sound like my own…
My stiff cock rubbed frantically against his stomach. The heat coiling inside me spilled out as pre-cum. Ah, ah. The itching grew worse. When my flushed crown ground against his hard abs, my scalp tingled. Now, I couldn’t think of anything—not even fear. My mind was completely blank, overwhelmed. Unable to handle the pleasure and pain from both ends, I panted his name—
—then my throat was crushed.
“Ugh, hngh…!”
I couldn’t breathe. His large hand clamped around my neck, pressing against my windpipe, cutting off my air. At first, I thrashed, shaking my head, but the hand around my throat didn’t loosen. The pleasure, the pain—everything began to white out. Tears streamed down my face as my blurry vision searched for Doyun.
“Hah…”
Was it the darkness playing tricks? Or was it the lack of oxygen? His eyes were black—unnaturally so, without a trace of white. They stared down at me, his face twisted in ecstatic delight.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
