The Only Woman in a Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 1 Chapter 10 - Isn't this a zombie story? (2)

 

Dayoung’s waist moved subtly, grinding against the hand touching her dampened eyes and clit. 

 

Ian withdrew his hand from her pants and pulled them down along with her panties. Her fair skin and sparse black pubic hair were exposed, and when Dayoung shyly covered herself with her hand, Ian smiled faintly.

 

“Noona, you’re so pretty.”

 

Ian got up and lay down on the sunbed, his naked body gazing quietly at Dayoung, who was covering her chest and clit. She was a sight he wouldn’t tire of looking at.

 

Ian climbed on top of Dayoung and found her lips. 

 

Prying open her slightly parted mouth, his tongue explored every corner. Dayoung’s hands naturally rose to his shoulders, and her legs wrapped around his waist. Her thighs spread apart on their own, opening her up completely. Her soft moans were swallowed by Ian’s mouth.

 

Ian traced the scar on Dayoung’s waist, his fingers trailing down along the mark. 

 

Moving past her pelvis, he rubbed the end of the scar hidden between her pubic hair before caressing her folds. 

 

The searing heat and tender touch—unlike anything he’d felt through her panties—made him suck deeper on her lips.

 

His fingers circled her clit gently before stroking up and down. 

 

A strange sensation surged through her, making her toes curl.

 

“Hahh, it feels weird… Wait.”

 

“It’s not weird. It feels good, right?”

 

As his fingers sped up, Dayoung’s back arched. Ian licked her nipple slowly while pressing a finger against her entrance, already slick with arousal. 

 

Carefully, he pushed his index finger inside.

 

The narrow entrance was tightly closed, as if refusing any intrusion, but after a few persistent prods, it gradually began to part, releasing slick arousal. 

 

Thanks to the wetness, his fingers slid in easily. 

 

He could feel the hot inner walls and the sticky fluid coating his fingers. Ian moved his fingers carefully, trying to stretch her entrance wider.

 

The heated walls clenched around his fingers, and seeing Dayoung move her hips in rhythm with his touch, he wanted nothing more than to thrust his fully erect cock inside her right then, already leaking precum in anticipation. 

 

But knowing his size was far from average, he barely held onto his self-control. He didn’t want to hurt her, so he focused on loosening her up properly.

 

For Dayoung, it was hard to tell whether this was a dream or reality. 

 

The sex scenes she had fantasized about while reading Zombieverse—now they were actually happening to her. The physical pleasure was intense, but the thrill in her mind and heart felt even greater.

 

A deep moan escaped her at Ian’s touch, her body burning up as if set aflame. 

 

His thick fingers stretching her entrance—this was her first time with a man, and while her mind was unfamiliar with it, her body seemed to recognize the pleasure, creating a mix of novelty and ecstasy.

 

“Haa… Ian…”

 

Ian added another finger, working to widen her inner walls and entrance. 

 

Every time he tried to pull back, the tight heat squeezed around his fingers. When he thrust deeper, hitting a certain spot, Dayoung’s body tensed, her inner walls clenching even tighter.

 

“Noona, you like this?”

“Mmm, right there… That spot feels weird.”

 

Ian began thrusting intensely where Dayoung felt it most. The narrow inner walls gradually widened, crumbling apart like her soft, escalating moans. 

 

As the walls stretched, Ian slid in another finger. 

 

Though the three fingers were still thinner than his cock, Dayoung’s entrance struggled to take them. He continued licking and biting her chest while moving his fingers.

 

“Hah… W-wait… Ah!”

 

At her moan, Ian quickened his fingers. 

 

The resisting walls loosened further, and he alternated between thrusting into the spot that made her shudder and teasing around it. 

 

Dayoung teetered on the edge—each time he hit that spot, only to shift away, she was left hovering, desperate for release. Her body burned under the relentless stimulation, and she could hardly hold on. She wanted to come—to finally feel what an orgasm was like.

 

“Now… Haa… Stop and just put it in. Okay?”

 

“Noona, you might still be too tight.”

 

“It’s fine. Please. Please just fuck me!”

 

Dayoung grabbed Ian’s wrist, still buried inside her. 

 

Panting heavily, she watched as he lowered his pants and boxers, freeing his fully erect cock. Her gaze dropped to it. 

 

What had been a blurry shape in the steamy bathhouse now stood vividly before her. 

 

How would it feel to have something that big inside? She swallowed hard in anticipation.

 

Ian pulled a condom from his back pocket. 

 

Ever since Dayoung had joined them at the mall, the group had all carried one—just in case. 

 

Not that they’d ever planned to assault or rape her. It was purely precautionary, nothing more. 

 

Rolling it on, he withdrew his fingers, then gripped his throbbing length and rubbed it against her dripping entrance.

 

Even with a condom on, the sensation of the hot entrance of her vagina touching the glans made his cock throb. Ian hesitated as he stared at the tight vaginal opening. 

 

Dayoung’s body trembled with anticipation as his shaft rubbed against her entrance.

 

But when he kept grinding at the entrance without going further, Dayoung grabbed his hand—the one holding his cock—and pulled it toward herself. His length slowly pushed past her tight entrance. 

 

It was hotter and tighter than what he had felt with his fingers.

 

“Ngh…”

 

The unfamiliar sensation of him stretching her open made Dayoung instinctively tense up. 

 

Ian gently rubbed her clit to help her relax. As the strange pressure against her inner walls and the teasing touch on her clit made her body go slack, Ian seized the moment and thrust his hips. 

 

His thick cock plunged all the way to her womb in one stroke, forcing Dayoung’s head to tilt back as a loud moan tore from her throat.

 

“Haaah!”

 

Ian waited, letting her tight walls adjust to his size while tormenting her clit. His fingers circled it before sliding up and down rapidly, making Dayoung’s body quiver. 

 

Watching her gradually relax, he began moving his hips slowly. Her inner walls clenched around him as if refusing to let him pull out, then loosened to welcome him back in.

 

Ian’s breathing grew rough as he thrust. 

 

Dayoung’s body rocked with his movements, her full breasts swaying enticingly. 

 

As he fucked her, Ian took one nipple into his mouth, sucking greedily while twisting the other between his fingers.

 

The relentless stimulation—his cock hammering inside her, his mouth on her breast, his fingers pinching—drove Dayoung to the brink.

 

“Don’t—don’t make me come yet. Agh—ah! Faster… Ian, faster! Ah—ahh!”

 

Just as Dayoung wished, Ian abandoned her chest and straightened his waist, moving quickly. 

 

Before she knew it, Dayoung’s legs were wrapped around Ian’s waist, and he gripped her hips tightly, putting force into his hands, so his cock could plunge deep inside her.

 

Thud. Thud. Thud—

 

The sound of their skin colliding and the squelching of Dayoung’s arousal filled their ears. The growling of the zombies had long since faded from their awareness. 

 

Feeling each other’s warmth and hearing only their own sounds, the two raced toward climax.

 

“I—ah! I’m close! Ah, agh, ahhh!”

 

With a short moan, Dayoung reached her peak, and Ian paused his thrusts for a moment to let her catch her breath. 

 

Dayoung’s flushed red cheeks, her glistening lips wet with someone’s saliva, and her damp, glimmering eyes—Ian couldn’t help but start moving again.

 

“W-Wait! I just came! Ah, ah!”

 

“Noona, haa, just hang in there a little longer.”

 

“J-Just wait!”