159 - Wireless On**ole

Wireless Connection – Episode 159: Breaking Through the Blonde's Second Barrier In response, Han Hee Jin quickly covered her mouth with both hands. She wasn’t sure how long this makeshift solution would last, but it was worth a try. Once ready, she allowed him to push further inside. "Haa...! Ugh..." For the second time, her body welcomed him and it seemed the previous preparation paid off as he smoothly entered halfway. However, it proved more challenging than expected to proceed further due to the narrowing and thickening of flesh. -You were using a dildo all day, so I thought you'd be more accommodating. Guess not? "You... you crazy jerk. Who does it all day?" -Don’t tell me you called me because you weren't satisfied with the dildo earlier? "N-no..." -Let’s be honest. It’s better than the real thing, right? "I don’t know..." Apparently, she had once claimed it was better when someone else was involved. Perhaps it was a matter of pride. While giving her time to adjust, Han Hee Jin placed a hand on her abdomen and spoke up. "There's something I want to ask... You didn't use a condom, did you? It looks quite... raw to me." -I’m sterile. Even if I release inside, nothing will happen. "You sound ridiculous." -I'm serious. Nothing happened last time I finished inside. "You have no idea how worried I was about that! You should've told me beforehand." This was my mistake for not informing her about the contraceptive function that prevented pregnancy. Han Hee Jin prepared to further her argument but then sighed deeply. Realizing she had no other options and that everything depended on me. "If you're lying... I’ll kill you." -Trust me and focus. Soon, you won't be able to think at all. With some force, he thrust all the way to her womb. "Ah...! Hey... go easier...!" It was a sensation she couldn't get used to, her breath was staggered. Although I felt apologetic, pressing against her uterus was when it felt the best. The sensation, especially at the tip, was overwhelming, amplifying pleasure in every nerve. Her inner folds wrapped tightly around him, depth and pressure working together to sculpt ecstasy. "Take it slow..." -The lower mouth is silent, but your upper mouth is harsh. Try to learn from one another. "Who goes straight to the end as soon as they’re in?" -Then I'll pull out. As he retreated slowly, her most delicate part restricted him, the sensation filling her with long moans as she closed her eyes. "Ahh... haa..." Maintaining that rhythm, he repeated the motion several times more. This was to apply lubricant thoroughly and highlight the difference of the real thing. Once the process was complete, he settled into position. Her inclination adjusted, her legs clamped down, strengthening their grasp. Without verbal communication, her body dictated the ensuing action. Just as anticipated, he began a long piston movement. "Aah... ugh. There..." Initially, he teased every inch of her inner walls to heighten her sensitivity. Despite the ample arousal fluid, her flustered expression was an enticing sight. "Haa! Ugh..." Whenever he pressed against her back wall, her voice grew louder. Since discovering the pleasures that surpassed the clitoris, she couldn't seem to stop, like a monkey learning self-stimulation. -Practiced a lot with a dildo, I assume. You're so sensitive already. "No... that's not it." -Then what is it? She didn’t respond. Perhaps she didn't expect him to hope she'd say, 'It's because your thing is good.' She wasn’t at that stage just yet. "I don’t know... haah..." Pressed into the hilt, he rubbed against her relentless, seemingly intent on delving into her very core. Han Hee Jin’s body trembled uncontrollably, shaking her head. It looked as if she was indicating that entering there was wrong. But human nature dictates the opposite—what's forbidden becomes desirable. Moreover, from her reaction, she seemed to enjoy it secretly. Engaging her nipples and teasing her further, he spoke playfully. -Do you like having your womb teased? Are you really the same girl who was a virgin not long ago? "Shut... shut up. It’s not like that." -You keep denying things since earlier. Are you saying my thing feels good or more than a dildo? "If you know, shut up, will you? You're distracting." Was she affirming or denying? Either way, there was no point in pressing further; she'd likely not answer. Considering both options were arousing, he decided to proceed. "Aah...! Haah... ugh..." About five minutes later, that bitter expression vanished. To be precise, her face was no longer visible. Initially, she lay staring at the ceiling with her mouth slightly parted. Now, her head was leaned back entirely. From his vantage point, all that was visible was her extended tongue. "Haa! Ugh... snores..." The hands that once gripped her thighs were now free. They now clutched the bed sheets with such force, she seemed to be channeling her pleasurable torment into movement. As time went on, the amount of fabric bunched in her hands increased, and by focusing on areas where her moans intensified, her back bent into a graceful arc. "I’m... I’m going... Ugh... don't stop...!" Her last plea was practically shouted. He'd intended to take her there anyways, even without her express declaration. "Ah...! Haa... gasp..." As he drilled faster, her insides convulsed, squeezing him fiercely. The pressure almost too intense to move. Yet suddenly, the tension released as though something had been unlocked. Splat... splat... Warm liquid surged forth as she lost power in her lower body. It arced over the bed into the air, finding its landing on the wall before trickling down. "Gasp... haah... ugh..." She quivered, letting out strange noises, but it wasn’t over. She had expressed a desire to experience continuous climaxes. Thus, even if she begged, he planned to persist. "Gasp!" With every thrust, Han Hee Jin seemed about to dissolve, reacting more intensely than ever. Each motion threatened to tip her over the edge once more, any minor shift enough to catalyze another peak. "Wa-wait... no more... haaah...!" As he forced the pistoning motion, her eyes rolled back. Her body was sending danger signals, possibly overwhelmed by the pleasure beyond her limits. She made no effort to mask her gasping now. Left with only raw instinct, she screamed as loudly as she felt. While it was an exhilarating experience for him, this noise was loud enough for Han Che A to possibly hear. Concern briefly surfaced. But given Han Che A’s status as a masturbation enthusiast, she might understand. "Ahhh...! I'm... I'm coming... again...!" Her words snapped him out of any stray thoughts. The continued stimulation of her sensitized self seemed to bring her back up to orgasm quickly. And just then, he also felt the impending release approach. Her body kept constricting, urging him to spill. He pressed deeply, releasing at the farthest reaches inside her. Brrrrt...! Brrrrr... brrt...! Each pulse shot through her, causing her body to twist and tremble. He embraced Han Hee Jin, savoring the shivers. He moved gently, prolonging the lingering sensation. "Haa... haa... haa..." After a while, her chest's rise and fall calmed, prompting him to voice a soft observation. -Not as overwhelming as you thought, right? One climax barely concludes before another rushes in. "I don't... know." -If you don’t know, maybe we should try again? "Ah... no. It felt really good. Everything went blank... I couldn’t think at all." When he moved inside once more, Han Hee Jin flinched. Whether it was from pleasure or another intense emotion was unclear. With a laugh, he withdrew. The sound popped, and a mix of white liquids followed. While there was a fair amount of semen, most of it was her natural fluids. -Clean up the mess on the wall, or the room will reek. "...I'll handle it. But should I take a dildo to work tomorrow?" -Yes. I’ll count one continuous climax session with that. "What are you planning?" -What else does one do with a dildo? Let's just say it's training to resist stimulation. "What... what?!" Leaving the startled Han Hee Jin behind, he ended the call. Back in his room, a thought occurred. 'Did Han Che A hear the moaning?' Today, Han Hee Jin's voice was louder than expected. But the door was closed, and no VR notification had come, so it was likely she was asleep. To be sure, he decided to check Han Che A's status. All was quiet in the room—no VR LED, no rough motions, only the peaceful rhythm of sleep. 'Seems like she was indeed asleep... should I be relieved?' The idea of getting caught had its thrill, but it still felt premature. Deciding to leave it at that for now, he planned to check in on Han Che A via VR next time. Grazing the vastness of her chest, he slipped a finger into the inviting cleavage. Han Che A’s body reacted with a twitch, but seeing no further response, he continued. 'If she was awake, she’d have jolted up or at least reacted vocally.' Steeling his resolve, he decided to be bolder, playing within with abandon. It had been a while, so he retrieved oil, generously applying it around and over her areola. A soft moan escaped her lips, and her nipples protruded, pushing back against his fingers. Despite their impressive size, they were enticing, invoking a desire to nibble or mark them. Such beauty hidden beneath—a tragic waste. Reluctantly, with a tear in his heart, he withdrew his hand. He was just there to check in quickly, after all. Plus, the accumulated exhaustion of three days was kicking in. While observing her, Han Che A turned slightly in her sleep. "Mmm..." She scratched a lingering itch at her extremities. He entertained a brief moment of panic, thinking she might wake, but she didn’t. He ended the connection, looking forward to the day a VR alert might come. With everything set for rest, he lay in bed, yet that last image of Han Che A lingered in his thoughts. He had confirmed her sleep firsthand, yet this lingering uneasiness was vexing. Even after replaying the recent events, clarity eluded him, and sleep soon encroached. 'Yet, she kept rubbing against her blanket... was she truly asleep?'