The Only Woman in a Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 1 Chapter 36 - Humans are scarier than zombies (1)
The cheongsam, made of silk, felt much softer to the touch.
Whenever the slit was touched, a glimpse of pink nipples peeked through.
For three minutes, Sion kneaded Dayoung’s breasts, and her moans echoed through the quiet bar.
After Sion’s turn ended, most of the others only got to touch her over her clothes.
Everyone returned to their seats, joking that they wouldn’t wash their hands today.
After Dohun’s turn, the last one was Jiseok’s. Jiseok, who had never once made contact with Dayoung before, hesitated as he stood in front of her.
No matter how shy or uncomfortable he was in this situation, he was still a man, so he had no choice but to face her.
Jiseok pulled out a Jenga block from his pocket and, after some hesitation, began to read.
“For 10 minutes… li… lick her pussy…”
“Oooh! Jiseok, you hit the jackpot!”
“Today’s grand prize goes to Jiseok!”
“Well, since Jiseok’s last, you two can head to the sex room to claim the rest of the prize. Today’s party ends here. The rest of us can keep drinking and having fun~”
Dayoung, already heated up, trembled at Dohun’s words. She could feel her soaked entrance throbbing in anticipation. She stretched her hands out toward Jiseok—like a child reaching out for a hug.
Jiseok, flustered, picked her up like a princess and carried her out of the bar.
Jiseok headed to the sex room on the second basement floor. His pounding heart felt so loud he was sure Dayoung could hear it, his ears burning red.
Once inside the sex room, he carefully laid her down on the bed. Dayoung’s face, flushed from both alcohol and excitement, looked especially lewd today.
Perhaps it was because he had always watched from afar before seeing her up close. Jiseok could only gaze at Dayoung, unable to easily approach her.
It wasn’t out of pity, but seeing Jiseok so flustered and unsure of what to do made Dayoung strangely more excited.
It felt like toying with an oblivious, inexperienced man.
“Aren’t you going to do anything?”
“Even if I do… Is it okay?”
At Jiseok’s hesitant question, Dayoung subtly spread her legs. The sight of her white thighs and the glimpse of her panties between them made Jiseok’s cock twitch in response.
Carefully, he moved closer and sat between her legs.
“But… we don’t have a stopwatch.”
“Oppa… you can just do it.”
At his words, Dayoung took off her panties and leaned close to Jiseok’s ear, whispering softly.
The sound of her breath against his ear and the arousal in her voice made him flinch and hesitate. But Dayoung grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer to her pussy.
Following her lead, Jiseok moved.
Right before his eyes was Dayoung’s glistening clit.
Even though they had already had sex multiple times, and even without penetration, he had touched and licked her pussy plenty, it still looked as innocent as if it knew nothing of sex.
Yet that very innocence was enough to excite not just Jiseok, but anyone. He stared intently at her folds, every little detail—as if licking her with his eyes.
Even with his face so close, Jiseok remained still, so Dayoung used her fingers to spread herself open.
The exposed entrance of her cunt was already glistening wet, and as if further aroused by his gaze, it began to quiver.
Slowly, Jiseok pressed kisses all over, making soft schlick sounds, before sucking on her clit and the entrance of her pussy.
The sudden stimulation made Dayoung collapse onto the bed.
Jiseok gently sucked, then slid his tongue out to lick her clit. He licked it very slowly, savoring every moment. His tongue circled around her clit before flicking up and down at a leisurely pace, making every sensation vividly noticeable.
Dayoung felt impatient, wishing he would move a little faster.
As Dayoung began to shift her body slightly, Jiseok responded by quickening the movements of his tongue, causing her toes to curl.
“Ah, agh, ahh…”
Jiseok lowered his tongue to lick the entrance of her pussy before pressing it inside. Even though Dayoung was spreading herself open, his tongue didn’t slide in easily.
Like a piston, he rhythmically pressed against her entrance with his tongue, stimulating her until it gradually began to loosen.
Before long, he was able to push his tongue inside.
“Hahh!”
Once inside, Jiseok kept moving his tongue, coaxing her inner walls to stretch wider. Dayoung arched her back at the soft, invasive sensation.
It felt deeper than anyone else had gone before—this was the best cunnilingus she’d ever had.
Without realizing it, Dayoung reached out, gripping the back of Jiseok’s head as she rocked her hips.
Watching her move in sync with his tongue, Jiseok’s cock strained against his underwear, swelling to full hardness.
“Haa, oppa, yes! Ah, ahhh!”
His tongue withdrew from her entrance and returned to torment her clit again. He swirled it in circles, then flicked it up and down like a snake’s tongue.
The rapid movements made Dayoung’s hips falter, unable to keep up, until her body trembled violently.
As she teetered on the edge of climax, Jiseok lifted his head to look at her—Dayoung, panting heavily, her pink nipples peeking through the disheveled dress.
“Haa, hngg… That was so good… Oppa, take off your clothes and lie down.”
“Uh…”
Dayoung got up from the bed, unbuttoning her cheongsam one by one as she spoke.
Jiseok, his ears burning red, swallowed hard at the sight of her and began removing his clothes one by one.
As Jiseok lay down on the large bed, Dayoung tore open the condom prepared beside the bed and rolled it onto his erect penis.
Even that sight was too much for Jiseok to look at directly.
Dayoung let her clothes fall and sat naked on Jiseok’s stomach. Then, spreading her legs wide to fully expose her vulva, she licked her fingers while gazing at him.
At the unusual look in Dayoung’s eyes, Jiseok cautiously placed his hand on her thigh.
Confirming how wet her fingers were, Dayoung brought them to her vaginal entrance. Watching this, Jiseok subtly averted his gaze, staring off into the distance.
“Oppa, where are you looking… You should be looking here.”
“Huh? Uh…”
Once she confirmed Jiseok’s eyes were on her vulva, Dayoung circled her entrance with one finger before pushing it inside with a wet sound, her body shuddering. She seemed more sensitive than usual—perhaps being watched by someone excited her even more.
Dayoung began moving her finger.
As it slid out, her pink inner walls seemed to cling to it.
By the time her vaginal walls easily accepted one finger, Dayoung added another. She stretched her inner walls while moving her fingers.
Yet, her short fingers couldn’t quite reach the right spot, frustrating her.
“Haah, why won’t it reach…”
Dayoung’s G-spot was higher than most, and her fingers were smaller than average, leaving her just shy of touching it. She needed something longer and thicker. But her vagina was still too tight to take his penis right away.
Certainly, Dayoung’s body might feel pleasure before pain, but she didn’t want to show that side of herself to Jiseok. She also didn’t want to see Jiseok looking unnecessarily guilty after sex.
Dayoung stopped her moving fingers and gazed at Jiseok’s hand, neatly resting on the bed.
“Oppa.”
“Huh?”
“Your finger.”
“…”
Watching Jiseok stare blankly at her words, Dayoung let out a stifled laugh.
How could someone like this not be a virgin?
She couldn’t help but wonder how he’d ever had sex before.
Of course, in the novel, Jiseok wasn’t particularly interested in sex. Women had to coax and seduce him into it.
Somehow. She’d always thought the sex scenes involving him were oddly short—was this the reason?
Even Ian, who had genuinely been a virgin, touched Dayoung’s body without hesitation, driven by instinct. But Jiseok, who wasn’t a virgin, was cautious and deliberate with every move.
“Oppa, look here carefully. Can you see how deep it’s inside me?”
“Yeah.”
“Now, you’re going to put one finger in here… Huh? Faster…”
At Dayoung’s words, Jiseok, who had been staring at her lower half, brought his finger to her entrance.
Hesitating, unable to push in, Dayoung grabbed his wrist and pulled. His finger gradually pushed in between her own moving fingers inside her wetness.
“Ngh!”
A finger of different thickness and length slid in little by little between her own fingers inside her, soon thrusting deeper than she could reach.
The unfamiliar sensation made her juices flow, and wet, squelching sounds filled the air. When Jiseok hit a certain spot, Dayoung’s head fell back.
“Ahh! Oppa, right there!”
Jiseok matched the rhythm with Dayoung’s fingers, focusing on the spots that made her tremble.
Dayoung’s body twitched, and she jerked, grabbing Jiseok’s wrist.
“I-I’m gonna… No, don’t…”
At her words, Jiseok stopped moving.
Dayoung pulled her fingers out and arched her back.
Glancing down at Jiseok’s cock, it was as massive as his build suggested. With a dazed look in her eyes, she reached out and grasped it.
Bracing her legs, she lifted her hips and aligned the tip with her entrance, slowly lowering herself onto him.
“Angh!”
Even though she thought she was relaxed enough, Jiseok’s cock stretched her tight as it pushed inside.
Once the head was in, Dayoung rolled her hips slowly, teasing him with the pressure. The sensation around just the tip was driving Jiseok insane.
“Haah… Dayoung.”
“You were like this earlier too… So desperate.”
She rocked her hips, letting him sink deeper little by little. When about half of him was inside, she braced her hands on his thighs and swayed.
Watching her, Jiseok’s ears burned red. He wanted to turn his head or look away, but his body was painfully honest. His gaze instinctively dropped to her bouncing chest before flicking back to where their bodies joined.
Even though he was already hard, the sight of his cock disappearing into her made him swell even more inside her.
“Hah… You got bigger…”
Feeling him expand within her, Dayoung moved her hips a little faster.
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Jiseok é o verdadeiro 🐇 que fofinho ❣️