## Chapter 209 – #46_Before You Regret It (4)
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The moment of ejaculation, I unknowingly gripped Sharon’s breasts tightly, and a loud thumping echoed from them.
Sharon’s sweat-soaked body pressed against Siwoo’s.
Though sweat dripped, making their skin slippery, it didn’t feel dirty at all.
“Haa… haa…”
Deep inside Sharon, my engorged cock felt the throbbing afterglow of climax.
I felt like something was missing.
It was coming.
“Haaah…! Si, Siwoo! What is this…?”
Sharon, limp and unable to support herself, clung to Siwoo and asked urgently.
Strands of magical power, pulsing from Siwoo’s cock, had begun to roam freely within Sharon’s defenseless womb.
I had been too excited, and Sharon’s body was so alluring that I had momentarily forgotten.
First, I calmed Sharon, who was trying to push me away.
“Ah… Sharon. You can stay still. It always happens like this. Don’t be too surprised.”
Typically, another person’s magic is not good for the body.
Spiritual bodies are sensitive to magic, and especially the womb with a brand.
Magic that hasn’t been assimilated seeping into the womb was usually not a good sign.
“O, okay… Haaah…!”
But Sharon listened to Siwoo and quietly stopped resisting.
She had unwavering faith that he would never do anything harmful.
The magic, sharp as hooks, began to draw out all of Sharon’s magic.
The process was accompanied by pleasure that made her body tremble.
“Haah… Ugh… Haaang… This… this… Siwoo… strange… Siwoo…!”
Sharon writhed.
Her sharp fingernails scratched my back, and her wildly kicking heels thumped against my side.
It wasn’t to get away from Siwoo.
It was because of the pleasure that made her thrash uncontrollably.
“Hhh… Ugh…”
Eventually, Sharon bit down on Siwoo’s shoulder.
In her dazed state, she thought that if she didn’t bite something, she might scream and announce their sex to the whole neighborhood.
-Shwoooosh!
The stolen magic flowed into my cock and amplified repeatedly.
Amplified and amplified, it was returned to Sharon’s depths in tendrils, like spreading roots.
“Ungh…!”
Sharon’s teeth dug into Siwoo’s shoulder hard enough to draw blood, and her back arched.
Magic seeped in.
The surprisingly pure magic, without a single impurity, passed through her womb and was converted into immense pleasure.
Sharon’s brand began to hum.
The number of strokes Sharon should have inherited was 20.
But due to incomplete succession, Sharon could only use 17 of them.
The three strokes that extended like leaves on the far right were inactive.
It meant she couldn’t store the information contained within them, nor could she receive it.
One of the three leaves that had been unresponsive no matter how hard Sharon tried began to resonate with the overflowing magic.
In her dizzying ecstasy, Sharon, who had been gasping for air, finally felt it.
-Whoooom!
With a subtle vibration, a massive wave of magic filled her womb, and an image unfolded before Sharon’s eyes.
It was such a powerful stimulus that it materialized without her even trying to focus.
In a vast black space, an enormous structure floated.
A scale with four plates.
The diamond-shaped scale, with plates at each vertex, shone in different colors and floated serenely.
That scale was the great legacy of ‘Evergreen’ passed down through generations.
But until now, the scale had been incomplete.
One part of the structure that Sharon hadn’t fully inherited was frozen, as if cursed by petrification.
Over it, a transparent and massive amount of magic.
A vast amount of magic, like a waterfall, poured down, the kind Sharon would have to gather for months.
A part of the scale that hadn’t responded even when she took tonics and conducted various experiments began to move little by little.
And Sharon’s consciousness returned to reality.
“Haa… haa…”
After a moment, Sharon’s eyes widened.
“What… was that just now?”
“Were you surprised? I should have told you beforehand, sorry.”
“No, no, that’s not important. How did you do that just now?”
Even if I were asked how, there was no way to explain it.
This was only the second time Siwoo had experienced this, and all he knew about this phenomenon was that when a witch ejaculated, or during ejaculation, the magic drawn in was amplified and returned.
Yebin had also just enjoyed it, but she didn’t seem to care much, so I had thought, ‘It must be a perk of being the first man to become a witch,’ and didn’t think much of it.
But Sharon’s reaction was unusual.
“I, just now… I felt something. Ah!”
Sharon, excited, tried to jump up, but realized she was still connected to Siwoo and quickly blushed.
“Um, should we take this out first?”
“…..Yeah…”
Siwoo pulled out his still-erect cock.
I wanted to stay inside a little longer, but it didn’t seem like the right atmosphere…
“Hhh!”
Just by removing what was already inside, Sharon’s entire body, now hypersensitive, trembled and made a suggestive sound.
-Squish
Her labia, much more engorged and flushed than when I first saw them.
The petals, glistening with dew-like seminal fluid, parted slightly, quivering before gushing out more semen.
The rupture wasn’t too severe, just a faint pinkish hue.
It feels a bit unsatisfying to end it like this…
Seeing this makes me want to go again.
After roughly wiping each other down with a nearby towel, I explained everything I knew.
“So, you see…”
But there really isn’t much to explain.
Having sex amplifies magic and gives a payback.
I don’t know the process, the cause, or the reason, but it doesn’t seem bad for the body.
That was about it.
But even with Siwoo’s flimsy explanation, Sharon still looked excited and thrilled.
“I… the moment you injected magic, my brand moved!”
“What?”
“It hasn’t budged no matter what I’ve done, but it actually moved!”
That’s definitely something to celebrate.
After all, the reason Sharon was exiled to the mortal realm with a huge debt was because of an accident during an experiment to overcome incomplete succession, wasn’t it?
I’ve seen Sharon making time for magic research even amidst her busy debt repayment life.
Moreover, magic is the most important element for a witch, something they’d risk their lives to develop, so I understood why Sharon was so happy.
“What do I do… I thought I’d never find it, and I felt so sorry to my teacher… It’s like a dream… haa…”
“Yeah, I wish it was. I’m glad.”
Even though the reason for the phenomenon wasn’t established yet, Sharon was teary-eyed with joy.
Honestly, I’m a bit bewildered.
If I were to put it simply, it’s like seeing your girlfriend say ‘I feel a kick! It must be a healthy baby boy!’ right after your first time…
The lewd and sensual atmosphere vanished in an instant, but I didn’t dislike it.
I don’t know what’s going on, but I should clap and congratulate Sharon for doing well.
“Thank you! Siwoo… I’m so, so grateful every single day.”
“Uh, uh… yeah.”
Sharon got up and hugged Siwoo tightly.
She rubbed her cheek against his, ready to get up and dance.
Then, as if something had suddenly occurred to her, she looked at Siwoo and said.
“S-Siwoo… I’m sorry, but could we… do it one more time?”
“Huh?”
“It’s not that I’m trying to use you… but I really, really want to ask you. I was too flustered to do anything before, but this time I think I can really activate the brand. I also want to see the progress…”
In other words…
She’s asking me to ejaculate inside her again?
“Of course, I know you already came, so it might be hard… but please? Please?”
Sharon grabbed Siwoo’s still uncleaned member, as if to tempt him.
Sharon is usually a very considerate person, but right now, she’s completely out of it.
But Siwoo fully understood her situation and was willing to comply with what Sharon wanted.
It’s for brand activation or whatever, and it’s sex anyway.
Besides, I was starting to feel like it was a shame to end it so vaguely.
“I-it’ll be hard to insert it like this, right?”
There was a happening that instantly blew away the sticky air after sex.
Because of that, Siwoo’s dick was half-deflated.
Sharon, with a flushed face, gently stroked Siwoo’s thing while sitting in a kneeling position.
“Lie down here.”
“Why?”
“Since I’m begging you to do it… I’ll make it bigger with my mouth.”
“That sounds good too.”
Siwoo lay down comfortably, and Sharon quickly sprawled out like a cat, settling onto Siwoo’s crotch.
She smoothly tucked the hair behind her ear, preventing it from falling down, and then opened her red lips to engulf his cock.
“Ooh….”
“Haa… chwup… oop… jjuuup….”
The day I turned twenty, I received a strange gift.
It was a small, old-fashioned music box. The kind you might find in an antique shop, with a slightly tarnished brass finish and a delicate, hand-painted floral pattern on the lid. It wasn’t something I’d ever seen before, and it certainly wasn’t something I’d asked for.
I lived alone, in a small studio apartment in the city. My parents had passed away when I was young, and I didn’t have any other family. So, the gift was a complete mystery. There was no card, no return address, just the box sitting on my doorstep when I opened the door that morning.
Curiosity piqued, I carefully lifted the lid. A sweet, tinkling melody filled the room, a tune I didn’t recognize but found strangely comforting. It was a simple melody, almost childlike, but it held a certain melancholy that resonated deep within me.
I spent the rest of the day listening to the music box, letting the gentle notes wash over me. It was as if the music was speaking to me, telling me a story I couldn’t quite understand. As the sun began to set, I noticed something peculiar. The floral pattern on the lid seemed to shift and change, the colors becoming more vibrant, the petals appearing to bloom and wither in time with the music.
I blinked, thinking it was just my imagination, but the pattern continued to morph, revealing a hidden image beneath the flowers. It was a picture of a young woman, her face framed by long, dark hair, her eyes filled with a sadness that mirrored my own.
I reached out to touch the image, my fingers brushing against the cool, smooth surface of the box. As I did, the music intensified, and the room around me began to spin. I felt a strange pull, as if I were being drawn into the music itself.
And then, everything went black.
It’s not just the female genitalia that becomes sensitive after sex; the male genitalia does too.
평상시에도 충분한 쾌감을 주던 샤론의 입이지만 귀두를 빙글빙글 돌리는 능숙한 혀놀림은 지금으로서는 살짝 버겁다.
Even though she hadn’t done much with her mouth, Sharon smiled with her eyes, her cock still in her mouth, at the thing that was growing like a bamboo shoot.
Fucking sexy.
어찌나 꼴리는지 찔끔 쿠퍼액이 흘렀다.
“Puh-ha… You really like it. And it got big again really fast…”
The day I turned twenty, I received a strange gift.
It was a small, antique music box. The kind you’d see in old movies. The box was made of dark wood, and the surface was intricately carved with patterns of vines and flowers. The lid was adorned with a small, tarnished brass clasp.
I didn’t know who had sent it. There was no name, no card, nothing. It was just sitting on my doorstep, wrapped in plain brown paper.
I was curious, of course. I’d always loved old things, things with stories. So, I took it inside and placed it on my desk.
The music box was silent. I tried to open it, but the clasp was stuck. I fiddled with it for a while, but it wouldn’t budge. I was about to give up when I noticed a tiny keyhole hidden beneath the clasp.
I didn’t have a key, of course. But I was determined to open it. I rummaged through my old jewelry box and found a small, thin hairpin. It was a long shot, but I decided to try it.
I carefully inserted the hairpin into the keyhole and wiggled it around. I could feel the tumblers inside clicking. Then, with a soft click, the clasp released.
I slowly lifted the lid.
Inside, there was a small, velvet-lined compartment. And in the compartment, there was a single, silver key.
It was beautiful. The key was intricately designed, with a small, heart-shaped head and a long, slender shaft. It looked like something out of a fairy tale.
I picked it up and examined it closely. It was cold to the touch, and it felt strangely heavy in my hand.
I didn’t know what it was for, but I had a feeling that it was important.
I decided to keep it. I placed the key in my pocket and closed the music box.
That night, I had a strange dream.
I was standing in a dark forest. The trees were tall and twisted, and the air was thick with mist. I could hear the sound of music in the distance, a haunting melody that seemed to call to me.
I followed the sound, deeper and deeper into the forest. The trees grew thicker, and the mist grew heavier. I could barely see where I was going.
Then, I came to a clearing. In the center of the clearing, there was a small, stone cottage. The cottage was old and weathered, but it had a warm, inviting glow.
I walked towards the cottage, and as I got closer, I could see that the door was slightly ajar.
I hesitated for a moment, then I pushed the door open and stepped inside.
The cottage was small and cozy. There was a fireplace in the corner, and a small table in the center of the room. On the table, there was a single, silver key.
It was the same key that I had found in the music box.
I reached out and picked it up. As I did, the room began to spin. The walls seemed to melt away, and I was surrounded by a swirling vortex of colors.
Then, I woke up.
I was lying in my bed, and the sun was streaming through my window. I was sweating, and my heart was pounding.
I sat up and looked around. Everything was normal. It had just been a dream.
But the key was still in my pocket.
I took it out and looked at it. It was still cold and heavy.
I had a feeling that the dream was more than just a dream. I had a feeling that the key was the key to something important.
I didn’t know what it was, but I was determined to find out.
침이 손에 묻는 것도 개의치 않고 자지를 잡은 샤론이 요도구에 이슬처럼 맺힌 쿠퍼액을 혀끝으로 살살 훑었다.
가느다란 혀끝이 요도 사이로 들어오며 따끔따끔한 쾌감을 동반했다.
It’s one of the services Sharon occasionally provides, knowing what Siwoo likes.
The sound of the rain was deafening.
It was a downpour that seemed to want to swallow the entire world. The sky, which had been a dull gray all day, was now completely dark, and the rain was falling with such force that it was hard to believe it was just water.
I was sitting by the window, watching the rain. The raindrops, like countless tiny needles, were hitting the glass, and the sound was so loud that it felt like the world was shaking.
I was alone in the room.
My parents had gone out, and my younger brother was at his friend’s house. I was left alone in the house, and the silence was as heavy as the rain.
I got up from my seat and walked to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water. I drank the water in one gulp, but my thirst didn’t go away.
I put the bottle back in the refrigerator and closed the door. I turned around and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already 10 o’clock.
I went back to my room and sat down at my desk. I opened my notebook and started writing.
I wrote about the rain. I wrote about the silence. I wrote about the loneliness.
I wrote until my fingers hurt. I wrote until my eyes were tired. I wrote until the rain stopped.
When I looked up, the sky was clear. The stars were twinkling in the dark sky, and the moon was shining brightly.
I got up from my seat and opened the window. The cool night air filled the room.
I took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. The rain had stopped, and the world was quiet again.
But the loneliness in my heart was still there.
“하아… 진짜, 야하다 이거… 예전에도 뭔가 야하긴 했는데… 막상 너랑하고 나니까 더 야해. 이게 내 뱃속까지 들어왔다는 거잖아.”
It might have started as foreplay as part of magical research.
However, once Sharon realized that this act wasn’t just about sucking a penis, but rather a warm-up for sweet and ecstatic sex, she couldn’t remain calm either.
My legs throb for no reason, and magic or whatever, my head is just filled with thoughts of wanting to have sex with Siwoo.
The sensation I had with him earlier was pure ecstasy.
“Eeehee… ! I, I want to try putting it in. Stay like that.”
Sharon crawled up Siwoo’s body, as if riding it.
상체가 앞으로 숙여진 탓에 탐스럽게 아래로 드리워 출렁이는 가슴이 발기에 힘을 더한다.
저렇게 훌륭한 맘마통을 꽉 쥐고 자궁구에 귀두를 바짝 붙인 채로 사정했다니.
Could there be a more luxurious life than this?
Sharon knelt on one knee, the other tucked beneath her, and grasped Siwoo’s cock.
그리고 아까까지 남자를 모르던 자신의 질구멍에 귀두를 슬쩍 문지른다.
-Squish!
The old man’s face was a roadmap of wrinkles, each line a testament to the years he’d spent under the relentless sun. His eyes, though clouded with age, still held a spark of mischief, a glint that hinted at the stories he carried within him. He sat on the porch, a worn wooden chair creaking beneath his weight, and watched as the children played in the dusty yard. Their laughter, bright and carefree, was a melody that had accompanied him through the decades.
He remembered when he was their age, running through the same yard, his own laughter echoing in the air. The world had seemed so vast then, full of endless possibilities. Now, the world felt smaller, more contained, but no less wondrous. He had seen so much, lived through so much, and yet, there were still moments that could take his breath away. Like the way the sunlight filtered through the leaves of the old oak tree, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Or the way the wind whispered secrets through the tall grass.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, smooth stone. He had found it by the river years ago, and it had become a sort of talisman for him. He ran his thumb over its surface, feeling the cool, hard texture against his skin. It was a reminder of the simple things, the things that truly mattered. The feel of the earth beneath his feet, the warmth of the sun on his face, the sound of children’s laughter. These were the things that had sustained him, that had given his life meaning.
He watched as one of the children stumbled and fell, her laughter turning into a cry. He rose slowly from his chair, his old bones protesting with a series of pops and creaks. He walked over to her, his steps slow but steady, and knelt beside her. He gently brushed the dirt from her knee and offered her a smile. “It’s alright,” he said, his voice raspy but kind. “Everyone falls sometimes. The important thing is to get back up.”
She looked at him, her eyes still wet with tears, and then she smiled. It was a small smile, but it was enough. He helped her to her feet, and she ran back to join the other children, her laughter once again filling the air. He watched them for a moment longer, his heart full, and then he turned and walked back to his chair. He sat down, the old wood creaking beneath him, and closed his eyes. The sun was warm on his face, the wind was whispering through the grass, and the children’s laughter was a sweet melody in his ears. He was content.
질 안에 남아있던 정액과 애액이 뒤섞였는지 음란하게 입맛을 다시듯 소리가 났다.
Sharon bit her lip and slowly lowered her waist.
My cock penetrates much more smoothly than before.
“Haaah…!”
The two became one again.
Sharon waited for her whining womb to calm down for a moment, then slowly moved her hips.
