Not Sober - Chapter 37

Chapter 37.

The small hand hurriedly opened the pants as if opening a candy. Before Sungchan could stop her, her plump lips parted and a thick piece of flesh was s*cked in between them.

“Ugh, Min-Yena, you…….”

It was really strange. She never thought that one day she would find a man’s d*ck so attractive. Yena thought that way and carefully licked the thick d*ck from the top.

“Ha, don’t do that…….”

Sungchan tried to push Yena away while sobbing. Even he thought that having his d*ck sucked while crying was an absurd situation.

But Yena had no intention of spitting out the d*ck in her mouth. If it had been before, he could have stopped her, but the p*nis was already half swallowed in Yena’s mouth.

“Urgh…… Ah, Yena, please…….”

Sungchan, who didn’t understand why Yena was suddenly sucking his d*ck, was simply confused by everything. Without knowing what was going on, he gave his d*ck to Yena and rubbed his reddened eyes.

Yena said like an idiot while looking at Sungchan like that.

“I think I’ve changed my ideal type.”

“What?”

“A crying man… no, a crying handsome man…….”

The moment he was about to answer, “What the hell are you talking about,” a sharp tongue dug into the tip of his gl*ns. Sungchan flinched and unconsciously thrust his c*ck all the way into her throat.

“Haa, what the hell…… Yena, if you can’t take responsibility, don’t say something like that. Mhm?”

It was the limit of his patience. He wanted to ruin that rabbit-like girl who was fearlessly biting his c*ck and blinking her big eyes right away. His cheeks that had been flushed with crying were now flushed with excitement. Sungchan let out a low groan and slowly moved his body to the bed.

“Good. If you pull out now, I’ll let you go.”

Watching Sungchan say that, Yena could only think this.

‘Ah, that man’s face.’

 And she could finally understand perfectly why her classmates were always emphasizing on being handsome.

“Oppa, do you really like me?”

“Oh, damn it.”

“You’re not joking, are you?”

“I wish it was a joke, too.”

Sungchan answered as he gently stroked Yena’s head, which was holding his d*ck. A short silence passed and Yena opened her mouth again.

“You won’t flirt with other women while we’re dating?”

“Of course.”

Sungchan shrugged his shoulders as if asking why she was asking such a thing. Then he narrowed his eyes for a moment and thought back to what Yena had asked him.

“What did you just say?”

“You don’t need other women while we’re dating.”

Sungchan’s eyes widened in an instant. He asked back as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“W-why are you asking that?”

“Because I thought about dating you.”

“D-Don’t kid around.”

Sungchan’s voice trembled slightly as he answered. His breathing was rougher than when Yena sucked his d*ck.

“It’s not a joke.”

“……That’s good. I didn’t think I’d let it go even if you called it a joke now.”

Sungchan seemed to have already lost his senses as he spoke. He immediately picked Yena up and carried her to the bedroom.

“F*ck… This isn’t a dream, is it?”

He hurriedly pushed his hand inside Yena’s T-shirt and muttered.

It seemed like he hadn’t expected an answer in the first place.

“What if it’s a dream? I have to f*ck you even in my dreams. Right, Yena?”

The hand that urgently grabbed Yena’s br*ast gently scratched her n*pple. Yena flinched and laughed in disbelief.

“Oppa… Gosh, this really suits you better.”

 “What.”

“Your speech. To be honest, the other didn’t suit you and it was weird.”

“……Oh.”

Sungchan smiled awkwardly and gave Yena a short kiss on the cheek.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Sungchan whispered softly in Yena’s ear, while his other hand impatiently fiddled with her p*nties.

“F*ck, just be ashamed of it. Then I’ll f*ck you until your p*ssy swells. Then you won’t even think about f*cking anyone else.”

At the same time as he said that, Sungchan’s fingertips pressed the bulging cl*toris.

“Haeuu….”

As Yena moaned and shuddered, he raised the corners of his mouth mischievously as if he was satisfied.

“You’re really pretty.”

One hand twisted her n*pple and the other rubbed her cl*toris in a circle. Yena’s legs quickly became w*t from the pl*asure that was more distinct than last time.

Her soaking wet p*nties clung tightly to her v*gina, showing Sungchan the full appearance of her l*bia. Sungchan saw that and grabbed her slender thighs and whispered to Yena.

“Spread your legs.”

“Ngh, uhm…….”

“I’ll suck it. That way, it won’t hurt when I f*ck you.”

He deliberately didn’t take off Yena’s p*nties. He just slowly ran his tongue over the p*nties that were soaking wet and clearly showing her p*bic hair.

“Hahugh…… Ah!”

Then Yena shook her waist and moaned loudly. Sungchan playfully grabbed her l*bia and spread them apart, and persistently sucked on the sensitive flesh.

Yena twisted her body as if she felt regretful at the vivid sensation through the thin fabric. He wanted to enjoy her reaction leisurely, but Sungchan also had no time.

In the end, soon Yena’s p*nties were reduced to a piece of cloth lying on the floor.

Yena tried to cover her legs with her hand, feeling embarrassed by her p*bic hair that was exposed. Sungchan only played a mischievous prank on her as he watched her.

“Spread your p*ssy.”

“Yes, yes?”

“Good, okay? Open it. Then I’ll give you something good.”

Sungchan whispered and soothed, licking her v*ginal opening twice, filled with her love juice. The small hole squirmed and swallowed Sungchan’s finger without difficulty.

“Hurry.”