A Forest flowing with Milk and Honey - Chapter 8.3

‘Woo-rim, what’s with your pretty face, all you can do is cry when you’re so wet…….’

Tao grabbed Wulin’s waist and lifted her up lightly. His long c0ck slid out like a horse’s c0ck, and then slammed back in.

“Hmph!”

It hadn’t taken more than a few strokes, and Woorim was shaking and sobbing. The flesh mercilessly sliced through her dripping, fluffy inner lining, the flesh grinding against the inner lining she felt with each thrust.

“You said you wanted it to hurt, haha…… I’m giving it to you, enjoy it.”

Tossing Woorim onto the bed, Tao put his full weight on Woorim’s lower body as he lay on his stomach. His stomach squeezed, its cramped lining crushed against the gnarled shaft of his c0ck. The sensation of his guts being pushed up and squeezed was chilling and irritating, and his body twisted and shuddered of its own accord.

“Ahhhh, ahhhh! Aaahhh! Aah!”

My balls slapped against my rounded acre. His upper body was supported by his arms, but his lower body throbbed and burst its inner walls. His legs, pressed against his thick thighs, clung like a mermaid’s tail. Toes curled and twisted, crumpling the sheets.

With each thrust, Woo-rim sank further and further into the bed. She felt like she was going to melt between Tao’s warm body and the fluffy bed.

“Hmm, do you want to cum? Hmm?”

Tao whispered, tickling Woorim’s earlobe. Woorim loved it when his low, cold voice made her moan with pleasure. His ears were damp as if soaked in honey. Woorim giggled, flushed, and grabbed Tao’s hand. He squeezed it tightly, leaning down to slap her waist. Wu Lin’s small voice was drowned out by the sound of flesh slapping flesh.
Tao listened intently to the little voice, his face hardening as he clutched Woorim’s chest.

“I told you not to do that.”

Tae-oh’s lower body was pressed tightly against the bed and his upper body was at an odd angle. The thick head of his c0ck poked her womb.

“Ahhhh!”

With each thrust, Urim’s insides shuddered. The thick p3nis, like a yachtsman’s, didn’t slow down, but greedily pushed inside. A thin stream of white liquid dripped from the gaping hole, and a line of bl00d ran down to the root of his c0ck. The slimy, pulpy slit enveloped his throbbing, black c0ck.

“Khhhhh, ahhh……. Woo Rim…….”

Tao whispered Wulin’s name and hugged her tightly. His hips bucked wildly, his deeply embedded c0ck throbbing and cumming.

“Hmph, hmmph…….”

Tao’s hot body clung to mine like a sucker. The air conditioning cooled the air around them, making the feeling even better. Woorim closed his eyes and sagged.

“Does it feel heavy?”

“No, hah…….”

Even though she said no, Tae-oh pulled her into his arms and rolled her onto her side. He kissed her cheek and carefully withdrew his p3nis, which was now trapped between her white thighs. Tao used his hand to pull the condom off, and the whitish cum slicked his thighs.

“I love doing it with you, hmmm, so much.”

Woorim wrapped her arms around Tao’s body, wanting more. My genitals, resting between her plump thighs, stiffened.

Fvck. Tao swallowed a curse word and rubbed his lips over the soft flesh below his auricle.

“It drives me crazy every time you call me that. It feels weird…….”

Tae-oh muttered under his breath as he rubbed his erect p3nis. Fresh from ejaculation, Tae-oh was fluid and languid. Woorim, who had learnt this from experience, looked at Tao and asked.

“Do you call him big brother then?”
“That’s…….”

“Am I Hong Gil-dong? Why can’t I call you big brother?”

Tao mumbled, rubbing his forehead against Woorim’s shoulder. It was muffled.

“Huh? What did you say?”

“Haha, it’s like you’re doing something terrible…….”

“Doing something terrible?”

“I already did.”

When Woorim was younger, Tao hadn’t seen her as an object of sexual desire either, and calling her brother wasn’t a problem then.

“When I was little, it was okay to say big brother, big brother, but when I grew up, it was like…… you haven’t changed and I’m such a fucking slut. It’s weird to do that to a kid.”

The cursor was the problem. The kid was still calling him big brother, big brother, and acting cute, but he didn’t really see him as a kid. Tae-oh felt guilty every time Woo-rim called him big brother.

Woorim understood the context: it was a ridiculous reason for Wu Lin to be banned from the most innocent of titles.

“If I’m grown up, I’m not a child anymore, am I?”

“I’ve known you since you were in primary school.”

“Wasn’t my brother a student then?”

“Wasn’t he? Isn’t he short?”

“You’re only seven years older than me…….”

Woorim timidly protested, avoiding the piercing gaze. Tao thought about slapping his arce until it caught fire, but held back.

“If that’s the case, can I call you big brother now, it’s already over.”

You’ve already fucked my hole like a d1ck rag, was the gentle way of saying it. At least that’s what it sounded like to Tae-O.

“Yeah. You’re right. I’m already a piece of sh1t, a cunt with no brain and all d1ck…….”

He blamed himself excessively. Woo-rim threw up his hands in dismay. The remote control that had fallen on the bed clicked and the TV screen switched on.

“I like you, and I like doing it with you.”

Get away from my daughter!

The audio overlapped. The middle-aged actor on screen was slapping a kimchi slap across the male lead’s face. A slap! Woo Rim’s head snapped around at the sound of the slap. Captivated by the sensational scene, Woo-rim was unwittingly drawn into the drama.

Tao looked at Woo-rim curiously.

If he knew Woo-rim was lying on his bed with her legs spread, he thought Chairman Baek would jump out of bed at the sight of her. The old man could do worse than slap her with kimchi. The old man looked fine, but his obsession with his bl00d relatives was as mad as a lunatic.

I should have heard the news long ago, but it was strangely quiet. It would have been less surprising if he’d been dragged off to an abandoned factory for repaying a favor-though Tao would not have taken it lightly.

“You recognize me as Woorim’s mate, the old man?”
The old man was so blatant that now I wonder why I didn’t know.

‘Meet Wu, bush Lim. That’s why I’m entrusting Wu Lin to you, Tao.

The old man’s obsession with shamanism had made him senile in the first place.

‘This is why religion is so scary.

To Tao, the rainforest was like a white, puffy cloud. Tao had always felt that he didn’t fit in, that he had the filthy bl00d of a drunkard and a bastard.

That’s why he’d drawn a line in the sand and stayed away from the rainforest. He thought he might harm Wulin if he were to inherit the bl00d of a bastard.

But the old man was senile, old, and begging. The cloudlike Wulin was actually quite lascivious, and-so Tao thought sincerely-she needed someone to take care of her. Surprisingly, she was no worse when it came to s3x. She cried that she was big and tried to show how good she was at being fucked, so that she could penetrate to the root. He wasn’t satisfied with just one, so he would fvck her two or three times.

In fact, what Woorim really needed was lips to suckle and a c0ck to satisfy her lustful hole.

Tao concluded, taking the absurd idea seriously.

If that was the case, there was no better mate for Woorim than himself.

‘Hmph! Oh, my God, what can I do…….’

Unaware of Tae-oh’s thoughts, Woo-rim cringed and burrowed into Tae-oh’s arms, lost in the stimulating drama.

* * *

After the petal spots disappeared, so did the unexplained freak accidents.

Tao and Woorim visited the girl shaman one more time, but were dismissed with the answer that there was no longer any reason to seek her out now that the gate had been sealed.

Woorim now occasionally ventured out on her own. Today was no different, as she stopped by a nearby department store. Being in a house filled with Tao’s smell, she couldn’t help but have harsh thoughts.

‘I don’t think he’s getting better.

It wasn’t a nice thing to say, but there seemed to be no better way to describe the condition. Wu Lin sniffed at Tao’s skin like a pervert, then scurried back to the department store. Even outside, she couldn’t stop thinking about Tao’s face and his body.

‘I want to…….’

Woorim fanned her flushed face. Her lower throat felt hot and damp.

Wootim stood in front of the residents-only lift. Beep! The card key was recognized, and two men followed. As they entered, joking amongst themselves, the men looked Woo-rim up and down as he stood alone.