Your Girlfriend Was Amazing

It's Just the Foundation to Smooth Out the Harem that Lay Ahead

"Ugh… aaah… T-Taeyang… ah… it feels… bigger… hah…"

"Forget already? It's only been a few days?"

"T-That's… huh… no…! ‘Cause… we should do it more often…"

"Of course."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yoomin's words were spot-on. The last time I banged her was before I even drilled Shael Virgin's pussy.

With my vitality boosted as a reward for clearing the hallucination dungeon and now with Alpha Male skill obtained through the gate. Damn right, my body then and now were like night and day.

Of course, my dick's included in that.

Originally, it should've been a reward for Minsoo, but he wouldn't use it anyway. So, isn't it fair for the guy who can put it to good use to get it?

As I grabbed Yoomin's waist tight and pounded from behind, she looked back. Seeing her wanting to leave a mark, probably to hide the hickey, but unfortunately, she hadn't had the chance.

"Then let me leave a mark first."

"Ah… hah… ugh… okay…" Yoomin blushed and lowered herself again, her butt starting to wiggle.

The taste of her soft pussy, which I hadn't tasted in a while, was truly delightful. It fit perfectly around my cock, like it molded to it.

As she swayed her hips, grinding against my cock, the sensation was pure bliss.

"Haah… hnn… Taeyang… ah… I-I'm… gonna… cum… Yoomin's pussy… tearing… apart…"

As her waist relaxed, her legs spread, and she sank down. The bedsheet, which was taut, spread out again by her legs.

"It's okay… do you trust me?"

"Yeah… Taeyang… hah… please… be gentle with… my… pussy…"

Sensing the climax nearing, I persisted in my thrusting, ramping up the intensity as I used the hands clutching her waist to seize her perky breasts, intensifying the sensation.

Perhaps because I'd been forced into sex a few times, I felt extra tension in my body as I held Yoomin.

Teasing her nipples gently with my fingers, I kneaded her breasts like soft dough.

"Heh… hah… Taeyang… ah… it's… really… big…"

"If we do it often, you'll get used to it, so it's okay."

At that response, she looked at me with a face that seemed unsure whether to enjoy it or worry about her pussy.

I pushed my cock in until I couldn't push it in any further, then slowly emptied the accumulated cum.

"Ha… ah… aah…"

Her legs started to converge in the middle as if trying to hold all the cum inside. Her soles twitched, perhaps from climax.

"Haa… Taeyang… Ah… It's so good… Please… make sure… ha.. to always cum in Yoomin's pussy…"

"I do that every time."

"Hehe… My Taeyang is great…"

She buried her face in the pillow, mumbling. Feeling uncomfortable lying down, I picked up my phone.

Click—

"Taeyang, you always takes pictures… You're such a pervert. Why do you take these kinds of photos?"

With no cock in her pussy, her pronunciation returned to normal.

"You're one to talk. You sent me a video of you masturbating, remember?"

"You want another one? Come to think of it, I haven't sent any since then."

"If you're up for it now, should we film it here?"

"I don't want that. With you around, I don't need to masturbate."

I nodded at her sensible remark.

"Let's move on to the next thing. Spread your pussy wide open."

"L-Like this??"

Yoomin seemed so embarrassed, like she forgot all her moves when she's getting fucked. But she still slowly spread her pussy open with her delicate fingers, not wanting to turn down my request.

Drip—

As her pussy lips spread, the cum that was held in flowed out. Plus, since she already came once, her pussy juice just kept dripping out.

"Ah… aah…! Ta… yang… what… what are you doing…?"

"Fingering you. Isn't it obvious?"

"Ugh… huh… haah… s-slowly…"

As soon as I shoved my fingers into her pussy, it made a squishy sound. Like jabbing slime, I twisted my third and fourth fingers a bit before sliding them in.

"Ah… ah… hah… haa…"

As I scratched her pussy with my twisted fingers, I squeezed out the cum and love juices.

"Ah… I'm… Taeyang… I'm… again… cumming again… haah!"

Couldn't handle the sensation, Yoomin trembled as she came again. Juices kept oozing out of her sticky pussy, and it just kept twitching.

"Ugh… ugh… Taeyang… when will you let me leave a mark… hmmph…!"

As she spoke, her thighs trembled like she got a signal. Her ass was already red, and her knees were definitely bruised.

I'm going get you used to all this from now on.

Not only Yoomin but also Soojin, Melanie, Ryu Hyemi, and all the future heroines, I plan to make them all accustomed to this coercive approach.

Sweet words, gentle actions, and empty promises of the future. All these pointless actions are just useless and hollow.

"Now, taste it." As soon as I was done cleaning her pussy, I shoved my fingers into her mouth.

"Slurp… Taeyang… I love your cum so much… Haa…" Yoomin licked my cum-covered finger and moaned. With one arm, I turned her body and shoved my dick back in.

"Hmph…!"

With a sudden thrust, her mouth opened wide, and she bit my fingers, but I didn't care.

"Haa… hah… will you… hug me…?"

Yoomin stretched her arms toward me like someone with nothing to rely on. Her face was soaked with gestures and pleasure as if only I could provide salvation.

Just like when I first saw her, she still had the faces of both a saint and a whore.

"Okay." As I hugged her, my neck went into her mouth as if making a promise.

I know Yoomin did the same thing because Soojin was quite persistent with her sucking the last time she left a mark, but Yoomin was just as bad.

"What did I say? Don't be thinking about other girls."

"I wasn't… why are you jumping to conclusions?"

"Really? I… kinda felt that vibe for a moment… My bad."

Of course, she didn't miss catching me thinking about Soojin.

"Haa… hah… Taeyang… Taeyang…"

"I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

She locked her legs around my waist, melding our bodies together. She mashed her perky tits against my chest, teasing her own nipples.

Instead of moaning, Yoomin kept her voice down by nibbling my neck, leaving a mark so deep.

This deep?

With my tan, hickeys barely show. Sujin knew that and made hers darker, but Yoomin's was even worse this time.

Judging by the nibble, it'll last at least a week. Even if I slap on a patch, it's gonna be obvious.

At this rate, people are gonna think I got laid. If it was Minsoo, no one would even think that, but I'm Baek Taeyang—a bleach-blonde, tanned, troublemaker wearing a patch on his neck and heading to school? I'll be seen as the student embarrassed by a morning sex hickey.

Anyway, I don't give a damn. I'm not curating my image in that direction. What matters in the Academy is performance and skills, as well as evaluations from instructors.

We hugged for a bit, and she finally let go of my neck.

"Haa… Hah… Hah… done… Now, if anyone asks about the hickey, what are you going to say?"

"I'll just confidently say that you did it."

"I really love you, Taeyang."

She's oblivious to the fact that the hickey is a joint venture. If she finds out, not just her hair but my place might go up in flames. Best to keep the awkward truth under wraps.

To smoothly navigate the harem, I need to completely dominate Yoomin.

I hugged Yoomin tightly and started moving my body again.

I planned to mix our flesh until she collapsed like a broken doll. Knocking her out would establish a perfect dominant-submissive relationship, making things smoother down the line.

"Heh… hah… haa… really… Taeyang… Yoomin's pussy feels… good… yeah… yes… oh… yes…"

It's just the foundation to smooth out the harem that lay ahead.

It's all about survival.

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Ding-dong—

On the other hand, there was Kim Minsoo, the indomitable hero who was scouring the internet for any rumors about him while his messages to Melanie went unanswered.

The doorbell, which usually didn't ring, chimed impatiently at his door.

"Who's there?"

Knock— Knock—

Ding-dong—

Knock— Knock—

Ding-dong—

"Ah, coming, coming. Who the hell is it, seriously?"

Could you have a little patience? The nerve to ring the bell and knock so aggressively…

Minsoo scrunched his brow and strode towards the door, swinging it open without hesitation. It was a deliberate action, fueled by his unwavering belief in his ability to confront any trespasser, regardless of their intentions.

"Seriously! Who do you think you are, behaving like—"

"Hello, Minsoo. How have you been?"

A bloated belly that seemed to have splurged a fortune, if not the national budget. A physique physique so round it defied any attempt at division, resembling a walking barrel. And to top it off, a pair of overpriced sunglasses that clashed horribly with the thick jawline.

Among the people Minsoo knew, there was no one like this.

How on earth did a street hustler manage to infiltrate the Academy dorms?

As Minsoo's thoughts raced, the other person spoke up, "I am known as the Devil Chaos Ultra King."

The encounter between the author and Kim Minsoo was about to take place.