NTFT | Volume 1.9

What did he hear in my words? I did say to eat a lot and grow, but that was clearly meant to annoy him. Did he do this deliberately knowing that?

Would growing here make him a human? More like a giant.

“Fuck, stop eating. My nipples are so swollen it hurts!”

I was always irritable and often angry, but being with this guy constantly irritated me.

That was because he again grabbed the breasts abruptly, leaving bite marks and sucking so hard that even a slight touch to the nipples hurt.

My breasts were a complete mess. Everywhere looked like stitched lines with bite marks, and like an untimely spring, red swellings blossomed like plum flowers.

I had warned him several times not to leave marks. This bastard doesn’t listen.

So, going forward, you’re the boss and the superior, huh?

Fuck, that’s a bit unfair.

“Eat and grow big, huh? Changing your words just like that? Huh? Say something, pretty one.”

He acted out of character and leaned his face on his shoulder, suddenly coming closer.

“Ugh, what are you doing, so disgusting? Ugh, fuck, really… Why are you pushing your head in and freaking out?”

I turned my neck to the side and reflexively pushed his face away with my hand. When I pushed his face with my palm, he didn’t react at all and sneakily licked my palm, slipping his tongue between my fingers.

“Ugh, you… this…! Ugh!”

“If you don’t give me milk, I’ll have to lick something else. After all, you’re sweet from head to toe.”

His body, which had been quiet for a moment, began to respond again, moving heavily. The cock between his legs moved back and forth, reaching towards his waist.

“Should I take off this bothersome underwear now?”

He hooked his finger on the underwear and easily slid it down his thighs to his calves. Freed from the underwear, he felt much lighter.

The feeling of rubbing below was also much clearer, and his body temperature vividly penetrated his tender skin.

“Ha… your cock is disgustingly big, fuck…”

“Nice compliment to hear.”

As he kissed the nape of my neck, he drew me close with the warmth of a lover, embracing my waist and pressing me into his embrace. I naturally melted into his movements, spreading my legs.

He didn’t face me but turned me around to lie down. From behind, he continued kissing my neck and shoulders, aligning his member with my entrance.

The sensation wasn’t bad, but I didn’t want to be taken from behind like an animal. Usually, I liked melting away reason and surrendering to instincts, but this time, the hierarchy between us was clearly defined.

Not facing each other from the first insertion, doing it from behind hurt my pride.

Dare you treat me like a mere plaything? That’s something I can’t allow.

As he positioned his member at the entrance of my passage, pressing down on my hips, I provocatively raised my upper body and gently pulled his head towards me. Reflexively, he kissed my shoulder and cheek, wrapping his arms around my waist and moving his hand toward my chest.

Good. This is how it should be, facing each other naturally.

My body turned sideways, naturally rotating to face him. He seemed intrigued by the shift, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“You know some cute tricks, don’t you?”

He didn’t seem to mind. Rather, he seemed content with our face-to-face position, gently laying me down and sliding his hand inside my knee, spreading my legs enough to lift my hips.

The tender flesh of my thighs felt the weight of his hot member rubbing against it. The unusual sensation momentarily made my head spin.

Is it going to tear?

I swallowed hard and glared at him. Then, with a leisurely smile, he looked down at me.

You think this is easy?

“Just shove it in recklessly. It’s too much with that dick, so slowly stretch it out as you go.”

“The owner is here, but you’re giving all the orders, huh?”

He chuckled lightly and teasingly kissed my cheek close to my ear.

Then, perhaps because of his threat, he rubbed the thick glans against me, slathering it with plenty of fluids. It was a preparation process to enter smoothly without friction, but the size still felt foreign and daunting. Even for someone as prideful as I am, accepting him in one go was too much.

Even for me, this size seemed impossible. So, as I had warned, he should move accordingly.

While I was nervously waiting, he finally spoke up.

“Pretty one. The master here is clearly me. Is it because you’re a rootless Gumiho that I need to teach you every little thing?”

“What? Rootless…?”

“Don’t be rude. Open up properly.”

“I, I can’t… Ah?! Ugh… Ooh?!”

He pushed the glans inside me gently, then slowly pulled back a little and pushed in deeper again.

“Ah, ugh… ooh…!”

“Ha, pretty one…”

His breath, inhaling my scent as he buried his face in my shoulder, filled the air. He groaned lowly in agony, slowly pushing himself deeper inside.

This was more vivid than a simple thrust inside. His member stayed inside, not just entering and exiting quickly, but maintaining its presence while tenderly widening the space inside.

The area of contact widened, and I felt his member more distinctly, experiencing a more intense and profound moment.

“Ah! Ugh… too much… Ugh! Ah… Ooh!”

“It’s tight. Relax a bit. Pretty one… ugh!”

My senses inside and out awakened to the sensation. Such stimulating and pleasurable penetration was new to me.

Moreover, it wasn’t our first time, but why did it feel so challenging to receive him? As I accepted him, my erogenous zones tingled, gathering heat inside my belly.

“Ha… ooh, ugh… too… felt… ugh…”

“Ha, you’re clamping down deliciously.”

Even as he reached his climax, he did not stop moving his hips, powerfully shaking his long and solid member inside, giving a feeling of conquest and domination.

Thump! Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

“Ah! Ah… slowly… ugh! Ugh!!”

A suffocating sensation and a burning heat surged up to my face. He continued to thrust deeply, exploring my insides carefully while pinpointing the most sensitive and vulnerable spots with his glans, providing continuous pleasure.

“Ah! There, there… Ugh! Ooh ooh.”

“Each time I poke here, you tighten nicely. Your shoulders are coloring prettily too.”

While thrusting inside, he bit my flushed shoulders as if chewing on them. I felt a sharp pain, but even that turned into pleasure. My belly filled with his presence.

The pleasure he gave swirled in my lower abdomen, and his thick and hard member seemed almost to burst through the skin of my belly with his rough movements.

My head went white, and the sensation swelled and burst repeatedly. His hot body clashed fiercely, desperate to offer only pleasure.

His member filled me to the base, and my belly felt so full that I temporarily stopped breathing, trembling.

“Hiiiek! Ugh!”

He gripped my body tightly, pulling me towards him, and crashed into me powerfully. I stayed stimulated for a long time, and my vision blurred. Tears welled up in my eyes without my notice.

“Ha… pretty one, your pussy is really addictive. I want to eat it every day.”

“Shit… even when you talk, you have to…”

“Why, don’t you like this dirty talk? Getting wet while spilling like this?”

Suddenly, his hand reached up to my breast. From below, he gathered my chest and kneaded it. The excitement squeezed out of my nipples sent tingling pleasure.

“Ah, shit… my chest hurts…”

“Does it hurt only? Touching here seems to make you feel tighter below?”

As his member pulled out long and then slowly entered again, hitting the end. That impact made milk come from my nipples and clenched below. A deep, low moan escaped his throat.

“Grr… Yeah, you clamp down naughtily. You feel it even though you’re bouncing back, huh?”

He flicked my nipple with his finger while kissing the nape of my neck. The taut nipple twitched from the impact of his finger. The pain was intense, but, unfortunately, pleasure accompanied it.

“Shit… stop, ugh! My nipple… ugh…!”

Before I could finish speaking, he changed positions, climbing on top of me like covering my body and stretching his arms towards my head as he looked down. His face was right in front of me. Unlike before, his hair was disheveled, and he looked at me with a tender gaze. I didn’t avoid his gaze but looked back intently. His pupils met my gaze.

“You’re pretty, covered in marks I left on you like your skin’s been doodled on.”

He chuckled in a deep, low voice, moving closer to my face. He re-entered me, layering his lips over mine.

I got goosebumps from his words, but the kiss that followed wasn’t unpleasant. And oddly, his attempt to insert it slowly as I had instructed felt somewhat cute.

‘What? Wait. Cute?’

Suddenly, as the realization dawned on me, I was struck by the notion.

Cute, that’s a problem. If he seems cute to me, this guy won’t last long.

Has he forgotten? I’m a real Gumiho.

That he looks cute to me essentially means he looks delicious. What is he thinking, looking cute to me? Is my appetite getting confused with my libido?

What if I really want to devour him?

How could I possibly resist eating this guy?

***

Thud, thud! Thud, thud, thud!

Before I could devour the master bastard.

He didn’t let go of me as if he was going to devour me first.

After our navels met once, my feet hadn’t touched the ground under the bed unless he was pounding into me from behind like a dog.

He devoured me greedily, like someone starved for days, leaving no part untouched by his lips, tasting every bit of my body with his tongue.

Beneath him, my body became a heated, licentious mess, thoroughly tasted.

“Ugh, ugh! Ah! Don’t twist the waist… ugh!”

I pushed his sweaty chest away and turned my head. The dynamic movement of his muscles and the breath of his pulse were palpably transferred to my palms.

“Shit, ugh… ease up a bit… ugh!”

“Strange? You say that, but your body reacts differently… hmm, which should I believe, pretty one?”

Again, he prodded the deepest parts without reciprocating the movements, just slightly shifting his hips to torment me with pleasure.

“Ah! Again…! Ugh… Ah, too much pressure on the stomach… ha, ah! Ugh!”

“Come on, answer me. I’m just sitting here waiting, right?”

Not reciprocating the thrusts but keeping his dick inside and subtly twisting his waist stimulated the inside more intensely, making me desperately sensitive.

“Ha… shit, are you going to just keep it in without coming? Want your dick to burst like a swollen fish cake?”

“What? Hahahaha, that’s the first time I’ve heard such a phrase?”

His laughter resonated inside me. His minute movements stimulated me below, but this time his laughter sent ticklish waves through my belly like a bell.

“Don’t laugh, ugh…”

I covered his mouth with my hand to stop his laughter. He looked down at his mouth covered by my hand and questioned with his eyes.

“I need to feel it too. So, change the position.”

I pushed against his shoulders, nudging his body sideways. He didn’t resist and accepted my guidance, allowing himself to move upwards. Climbing over my thighs and waist, he showed a playful smile and then joked.

“Ready to burst like a swollen fish cake?”

“What?”

Was he sulking because I called his dick a fish cake? He seemed almost expectantly rubbing my waist greedily.

“Your slutty pussy can’t be satisfied with just a swollen, soft dick. It needs something as hard as a baseball bat.”