Evil Organization’s Extra Mr. A – Chapter 28

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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As we kissed, I felt Yu-ra’s breasts against her pajamas. My arms wrapped around her slender waist, and she let out hot breaths between our kisses.

The alcohol had made me drowsy earlier, but the kiss had completely chased away any sleepiness.

“Mmm, hmm…”

Yu-ra let out a soft moan. As our lips parted, she looked at me with hazy eyes.

While the kiss had been impulsive, her gaze held an awareness of what was to come, and she didn’t shy away from my stare as I gazed into her light purple eyes.

Illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp, I leaned in and kissed her again. We were pressed flush against each other under the blanket, and I kneaded her ample breasts through her pajamas.

“Hmm!”

I’d noticed their size even through her clothes, but the fullness in my hands was even more impressive.

“Chuup, hmm. Oh, mm.”

Our tongues tangled as we kissed, our breaths mingling. My body grew hotter, and my mind went blank. I acted purely on instinct, lost in the moment.

My penis hardened against her body, and Yu-ra, reaching down, was startled when her hand brushed against it. She hadn’t expected me to get hard so quickly.

To her, a woman with plenty of experience, a night with me was probably just a fling. The thought that she might dismiss this as a drunken mistake stung a little.

“Hmm!”

I tightened my grip on her breasts, and Yu-ra moaned loudly. I held her waist tighter, preventing her from escaping, and continued kissing her relentlessly.

“Mmm, hmm! Oh, chuup.”

Yu-ra, who had been slightly tense at first, relaxed into the kiss, her arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer.

We kissed deeply, oblivious to the saliva trickling down our chins.

“Haa…”

As our lips parted, I gazed at Yu-ra, her breath coming in hot gasps, and pulled back the blanket, unbuttoning her pajamas.

She didn’t resist, even spreading her arms to make it easier for me to undress her.

As her pajamas came off, her large breasts sprang free, and I couldn’t help but gasp.

“They’re huge.”

“Why? Don’t you like them?”

I responded by cupping her breasts in my hands. They were so full that they spilled over my fingers, and I continued to massage them, marveling at their size.

“What’s your size?”

“Curious?”

“Yeah.”

Yu-ra smiled, seeing my fascination, pulled my face towards her breasts, and wrapped her arms around my neck.

The soft pressure against my face made my penis twitch.

“J.”

I didn’t know how women’s bra sizes worked, but I knew J-cup wasn’t common. Even without knowing the exact measurement, I could feel their extraordinary size.

“Wow.”

“They’ve been growing since middle school.”

She stroked my hair as I buried my face in her cleavage, continuing to massage her breasts. When I finally pulled away, our eyes met, and we kissed again.

We kissed hungrily, our lips locked together, and I continued to caress her now-uncovered breasts, my fingers circling her nipples.

“Hmm!”

I gently teased her nipples with two fingers, then pressed down with one. I memorized her changing moans as I continued to caress her.

I gently rolled Yu-ra, who’d been lying on her side, onto her back, and buried my face in her breasts.

“You’re cute.”

She chuckled, looking at me clinging to her breasts like a child, and I continued to massage them, then took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked.

“Ahh, ah, ahh!”

Enjoying her heightened moans, I continued to tease her, and she writhed slightly, trying to withstand the pleasure.

Growing bolder, I kept sucking on her nipple, then moved my other hand from her breast to her groin.

“!!”

Her body tensed, but she didn’t pull away. I slipped my hand under her pajama pants, feeling the silk of her underwear, then reached inside and touched her moistening folds.

“Ahhh…!”

A moan escaped her lips, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, surprised by her own reaction.

“Hmm, mm!”

She tried to suppress her moans, but I continued my ministrations.

“Hmm, oh, mm, oh!”

I stopped sucking on her nipple and sat up, looking down at her as she lay there, hand over her mouth. She averted her gaze when she saw my erect penis, and I, dismissing the fleeting sense of awkwardness, pulled off her pajama pants.

She lifted her hips slightly, making it easier for me to remove her pants and underwear, and she was now naked, just like me.

“Why are you covering your mouth?”

She finally removed her hand when I spoke.

“…I’m embarrassed about the sounds.”

Her reaction was like that of an inexperienced virgin. I smiled and spread her legs, which she was trying to keep closed.

I gazed at her wetness, already glistening from our kisses and my breast massage, and gently spread her labia with my fingers.

“It’s beautiful here, too.”

“What are you saying?!”

She blushed furiously and exclaimed, but I ignored her and leaned in, licking her folds.

“Hee!”

I licked her again, enjoying the taste and texture of her flesh.

“Ahh! That’s dirty… ahh!”

“You showered, so it’s okay.”

She hadn’t been sweating since her shower, so it didn’t matter. Would it have been better if she had been sweating?

Holding her legs apart, I continued licking her, and she trembled and moaned with each pass of my tongue. I didn’t stop, enjoying her changing reactions.

I focused my attention on her clit, now hard and swollen, and flicked it with the tip of my tongue.

“Ahh!”

“Such a naughty sound.”

“!”

She blushed, realizing she’d moaned, and quickly covered her mouth again, embarrassed.

I was about to tease her clit again, then sat up, released her legs, and started circling her clit with my finger.

“Hmm! Mm, oh, hee!”

The continuous stimulation, unlike the fleeting touch of my tongue, made her arch her back, soft moans escaping through her fingers.

“How is it? Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Drunk, wanting to see her writhe in pleasure, I continued circling her clit with my finger and inserted a finger from my other hand into her entrance.

“Hee, mm, oh, mm, hmm!”

I slowly slid my finger in and out, and I could see the tension building and releasing in her body.

“You have such a dirty body.”

Yu-ra’s eyes met mine, and I smiled, seeing her anxious look.

“It’s a compliment. Don’t be scared.”

As she relaxed, I curled my finger inside her, stimulating her walls, and continued circling her clit with my other hand.

“Hmm, oh! Mm, hmm, oh, mm!”

She tensed at the sudden surge of pleasure, then arched her back, her juices flowing freely as she climaxed. I’d only intended to bring her to the edge, so her sudden, intense release surprised me.

“Hmm, mm!! Hmm!”

But I didn’t stop, continuing to stimulate her, and Yu-ra, having released, relaxed, her arched back collapsing onto the bed as she gasped for air.

I removed my fingers from her, looked at the fluids coating them, and then at Yu-ra, lying there, catching her breath.

I positioned myself between her legs, still spread open from her orgasm, and pressed my tip against her entrance.

“Huh?”

As she looked down, feeling the intrusion against her sensitive flesh, I pushed my hardened penis inside her.

“Hmm!”

I thrust deep, burying myself inside her in one swift motion, then paused, surprised by the sensation, and looked down, seeing blood mixed with her fluids.

“Oh?”

I saw a small amount of blood, her hymen broken, even in my drunken haze. Before I could react, Yu-ra reached up and cupped my face, pulling me towards her.

Our eyes met, and she kissed me, her arms wrapping around me, and I kissed her back, enjoying the feel of her lips and the taste of her tongue.

My movements became gentler, realizing Yu-ra, whom I’d assumed to be experienced, was a virgin. My earlier, slightly rough handling had been based on that assumption, and now, I worried I’d been too forceful, giving her an unpleasant first experience.

Pleasure increased with experience. Human bodies weren’t inherently attuned to sexual pleasure; they needed time to adjust, and forceful stimulation before then could be painful.

I moved slowly, giving Yu-ra time to adjust to my size.

“Hmm, mm. Hmm!”

She moaned softly into the kiss, and I massaged her ample breasts, trying to help her relax.

Knowing her attempts to suppress her moans and the tension in her body stemmed from her inexperience made me feel guilty.

“Are you feeling a little better?”

I checked on her as our lips parted, and Yu-ra, her breathing calmer now, nodded.

“Yes. You surprised me.”

“Sorry. I thought you’d be okay.”

I felt the warm clenching of her walls and wanted to move, but seeing Yu-ra smile and caress my face made it hard to do so.

“Are you really sorry?”

“Of course, I am.”

“…You told me not to apologize to you.”

“This is different.”

I smiled, too, feeling more relaxed.

“I’m going to start moving now.”

“Okay, be gentle.”

“I will.”

As she requested, I moved slowly and carefully, controlling my urges. The slow pace allowed me to savor every sensation, the feeling of her walls tightening around me.

“It’s so warm and nice.”

The warmth of her body made my penis throb.

“Haa, hee! I like it, too. A inside me… ahh!”

The slow pace allowed Yu-ra to fully experience my movements, her breath syncing with my thrusts.

It felt like we were slowly attuning to each other’s rhythm, heightening the intimacy, and I couldn’t stop my thrusts from gradually increasing.

“Ahh, ah, ah, ahh! S-slowly… gently…”

Hearing her plea, I forced myself to slow down again, then noticed something in her expression.

“…Are you scared?”

Yu-ra, her face flushed, hid her face with a pillow.

“Are you scared of having sex?”

I wondered if she was afraid of the act itself, if the unfamiliar sensations were overwhelming her, making her ask me to slow down.

Yu-ra shook her head, her face still hidden. She wasn’t afraid of sex? But she was definitely afraid of something.

“Then what is it?”

I stopped moving completely, waiting for her to gather her thoughts.

Sex was supposed to be pleasurable. But pleasure was a result of a process, a process that couldn’t be created alone. If Yu-ra was afraid and I couldn’t alleviate her fear, it was better to stop.

She finally lowered the pillow, revealing her eyes.

“I’m afraid… you’ll leave after we’re done…”

Her words revealed her vulnerability. Why had I forgotten?

She’d been insecure ever since overhearing that conversation at the café. Afraid of being alone, with no one to rely on.

All Yu-ra could do to be accepted was to try her best. And all her efforts had been rejected simply because she was a superhuman.

Ostracized by others, all she had left was her relentless pursuit of acceptance. And even the one place where she’d felt accepted had betrayed her.

Now, unsure of what else she could do, I was the only one left, her only support.

I’d thought she was feeling better after our drinks. I’d seen her strong and cheerful side, so I’d assumed she’d overcome this, too.

“When you said you were staying over, I thought it would be okay to sleep together.”

I listened silently as she spoke, her voice trembling with emotion.

“So, we could be together tonight.”

She’d been insecure all along.

“I liked drinking with you. I felt like you liked me.”

Even when she’d stood there, frozen, unable to call out to me as I walked away.

“But I was afraid you’d disappear if I looked away.”

Even when I’d said I was leaving after entering her apartment.

“So, I wanted to sleep with you, but I was afraid you’d find me a burden.”

Even while we were drinking together.

“If you started hating me…”

Yu-ra, with no one else to rely on, was terrified of losing me, too, because of a momentary lapse in judgment.

“I was afraid you’d be gone when I woke up.”

Tears streamed down her face as she spoke, and she wiped them away with the back of her hand.

“I’m sorry. You called me your friend…”

Yu-ra, whose efforts had never been recognized, believed she was at fault, not others. She had to believe that to keep striving for acceptance.

Kwon Yu-ra was wrong.

She hadn’t tried hard enough.

She hadn’t done her best.

She hadn’t been accepted.

Kwon Yu-ra was wrong.

Was she, really?

Others saw her efforts as insufficient, not worthy of recognition.

Yu-ra believed it was her fault.

While she was used to being rejected for being a superhuman, she couldn’t accept it. She couldn’t bring herself to deny her own worth.

Then conversely,

Did she have to meet others’ expectations? Did she have to constantly strive to be recognized by others?

My answer was no. If only those whose efforts were visible were recognized, what about those who worked tirelessly in the shadows? Were their efforts not valid simply because they weren’t acknowledged? Those who refused to acknowledge wouldn’t change their minds, no matter what.

Yu-ra wasn’t rejected because she didn’t try hard enough. She was rejected because she was a superhuman, and even if she weren’t, they would have found another reason to reject her.

It was a given that not everything in life could be achieved through hard work alone. But shouldn’t someone acknowledge the efforts of those who tried, especially if they were aware of their struggles?

Yu-ra wasn’t wrong. She wasn’t lacking in effort; she was doing her best.

“I’m sorry…”

I took her hands, which she was using to wipe away her tears, and held them, preventing her from moving.

“What are you sorry for?”

“For… making you go through this…”

We’d kissed and embraced each other; I didn’t understand why she was taking the blame.

“I told you not to apologize to me, didn’t I?”

“…”

She started to apologize again, then stopped, her lips parted.

“I just have to show you that I don’t hate you and that you’re not a burden, right?”

“Huh?”

“Right?”

“…Yes.”

Flustered, Yu-ra blushed, staring at me, and instinctively responded formally. Hearing her small voice, I removed the pillow she was holding, leaned in, and kissed her.

Then, I moved my hips, thrusting hard and fast.

“Hmm! Oh, hee, hmm! Ahh!”

A moan escaped her lips as I pulled away, and I intertwined our fingers.

The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the room as I continued my forceful thrusts, and Yu-ra, overwhelmed by the pleasure, started moaning louder.

“Haa, ah, ah, ahh! Slowly… slowly…”

“No.”

I let go of her hands, pulled her close, and continued thrusting, my hips moving in a powerful, downward motion.

“Hee, oh, hmm! Ahh, ah, ahh!”

Yu-ra wrapped her arms around my neck, and we held each other tight, lost in the escalating pleasure.

The slow, gentle movements, followed by the intense thrusts, brought me closer to the edge.

“I’ll tell you as many times as you need to hear it. You’re not a burden, and I don’t hate you.”

I whispered into her ear as I held her close, and Yu-ra’s walls tightened around me as she climaxed.

“Hee!”

I pushed deep inside her, our bodies flush against each other, and let go.

A jolt of pleasure shot through me as I came inside her warm depths.

Yu-ra’s legs tightened around my waist as she climaxed, as if wanting to pull me deeper inside her.

“Haa… haa…”

After I came, Yu-ra, thinking it was over, relaxed her grip, and I pulled out of her still-throbbing warmth.

I lifted her hips and resumed thrusting.

“!! Mm, oh, ah, haa! Ahh!”

She clutched the sheets, her toes curling, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

The tighter she held me, the more intense the sensation, and I continued thrusting, holding her hips.

“Ahh, mm, mm! W-wait, wait a minute!”

“No.”

I didn’t want to follow her wishes, not this time. I wanted to give her everything I had, to erase any lingering insecurities.

“Hee, oh, mm, ahh!”

“How is it? Still feeling insecure?”

The lewd sounds of our coupling intensified.

“No, not at all. Haa!”

She moaned as I thrust deep inside her, and the fact that I could alleviate her anxieties fueled my excitement.

While my movements were rough, Yu-ra took me without complaint.

“Oh, ah, ah, ah, ahh, haa!”

Her moans grew louder as she became more aroused, her flushed cheeks evidence of her escalating pleasure.

“Were you insecure… because you thought I’d leave?”

“Yes, I was. I thought… it might all be in my head. Ahh!”

I was thrusting with both hands on her hips, then reached out and cupped her breast, kneading it roughly as I moved.

“Huu, oh, ahh! I like it. Ahh.”

Seeing her flushed face and hearing her moans aroused me even more. This beautiful, voluptuous woman was enjoying having sex with me.

“Ahh! S-suddenly getting rougher… ahh!”

The sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the room as my thrusts became more forceful.

Yu-ra quickly adapted to the increased pace, and we found our rhythm.

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

“No, I like it.”

Charmed by her cute response, I caressed her cheek with the hand I’d been using to massage her breast. She placed her hand on top of mine.

“I’m close.”

“Ahh, mm, mm! Come.”

Seeing Yu-ra’s flushed face, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I grabbed her hips and gave one last, powerful thrust.

“Hee, oh, mm, mm! Ah, ahh, ahh!”

She clutched the sheets, her toes curling, her hips bucking against mine, her walls tightening around me.

I felt my penis swell, and I came inside her for the second time.

I kept thrusting, our bodies still connected, and despite having just come, I released more than I’d expected, my penis throbbing.

“Oh… haa…”

As I finished, I pulled out and released her hips. Yu-ra, exhausted, lay on the bed, catching her breath, her juices mingled with my seed flowing freely.

I climbed on top of her and held my glistening penis in front of her face.

“Yu-ra, open wide.”

“Okay.”

She was catching her breath, then opened her mouth, slightly startled by the sight of my penis right in front of her face. I slowly pushed inside, and she started sucking.

“Hmm, chuup, chuuup…”

Her inexperienced but enthusiastic ministrations, the sound of her sucking, made me move my hips instinctively.

“Hmm, gah!”

She diligently sucked and licked, and I stroked her hair, then gently played with her ear.

Yu-ra, embarrassed but also enjoying herself, blushed and continued sucking.

“You’re doing great. I’m feeling really good thanks to you, Yu-ra.”

Her seductive smile and suggestive movements were incredibly arousing. She was more alluring than any porn I’d ever seen.

“Hmm, oh, mmm!”

I slowly moved my hips, my penis brushing against the inside of her mouth, and she diligently licked and sucked.

However, my desire to please her was stronger than my own need for pleasure, so I pulled out before I got too close.

“Should we continue?”

Yu-ra nodded and spread her legs.

I positioned myself between her legs, rubbed my tip against her entrance, still wet from our earlier activities, and slowly, very slowly, pushed inside.

“Hmm! It’s coming back. It feels even better than before.”

Seeing her blissful smile, knowing I’d helped ease her anxieties, made me smile, too, and I resumed thrusting.

“It feels tighter than before, too.”

I circled her clit as I thrust, enjoying the lewd sounds of our coupling.

“Haa, ahh! Ah, ah, ah, ahh!”

Yu-ra clutched the sheets, trembling with pleasure, and reached out to me. I understood and pulled her close, holding her tight.

“I’m going to go harder.”

I whispered into her ear, and I felt her walls tighten as my thrusts became more forceful.

“Hmm, oh, ahh! Ah, ahh!”

Hearing her moans right next to my ear, wanting to hear her cry out even louder, I nibbled on her earlobe and thrust hard.

“Tell me more!”

I understood her plea, even without a subject, and continued whispering in her ear as we held each other close.

“I don’t hate you. I’m not going anywhere, so don’t worry.”

“Hmm, mm! Okay…! Ahh!”

She tightened her walls around me at my words, the stimulating pressure fueling my thrusts in a pleasurable cycle.

“…Am I pretty?”

“Yes, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.”

I knew what she wanted to hear. I knew her constant requests for reassurance weren’t from narcissism but a way to boost her self-esteem. Just telling her what I genuinely felt brought a happy smile to her face.

We were pressed so close together, our bodies intertwined, but the sounds of our coupling still echoed in the room. My movements were rough, and Yu-ra, taking me in, reveled in the pleasure.

“Haa, I like it. Being held by you, A. It makes me happy.”

“Really?”

“Yes. So happy that I can’t think of anything else but you… hmm!”

Her words, so arousing, made me intertwine our fingers, and I kissed her, her face flushed with pleasure.

I felt another wave of pleasure building, and wanting her to feel the same intensity, I deepened the kiss, our tongues tangling, as I continued thrusting.

“Hmm, oh, mmm! Chuup, hmm!”

Yu-ra, sensing my impending release, started moving her hips, welcoming my deep thrusts, and I came inside her, filling her with my warmth.

Her legs tightened around my waist, pulling me closer, as if wanting to savor every last drop.

After I came, Yu-ra relaxed, lost in the afterglow, and I pulled out of her heated depths.

I held my glistening penis in front of her face, and Yu-ra, catching her breath, looked at it, then took it into her mouth and started sucking.

“Hmm, mmm, hmm!”

The stimulating feel of her tongue swirling around my penis, like she was sucking on a sweet candy, kept me hard even after I’d just come, and I reached out and cupped her breasts, massaging them.

“Chuup, hmm. Mmm! Hmm! Mm!”

I stopped massaging her breasts and inserted a finger into her still-throbbing entrance, slick with our combined fluids. I felt her warmth and the tightening of her walls around my finger.

“Should we try a different position?”

“Hmm?”

She looked up at me, my penis still in her mouth, and I thought she looked cute with her wide eyes. I pulled out.

“Want to try lying on your stomach?”

“Okay. Like this?”

Yu-ra immediately got on all fours, presenting her backside, and I, losing control at the sight, grabbed her hips and thrust inside her, my cum still leaking from her entrance.

“Hee!”

She moaned loudly at the sudden, deep intrusion, and I pressed my body against her back and whispered in her ear,

“How does it feel?”

“Haa… you’re so deep inside… We’re kissing.”

“Then should we kiss deeper?”

I thrust hard, pressing against her cervix.

“Ahh! Ahhh!”

Her face relaxed as I stimulated her most sensitive spot, and I inserted the fingers I’d been using on her into her mouth.

“My fingers are wet because of you, so you’re going to clean them up, right?”

“Hmm, haa, mm, hmm!”

With one hand in her mouth and the other on her breast, I resumed thrusting.

The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the room as I pounded into her, and Yu-ra’s walls tightened around me each time I pulled out and thrust back in.

“Ahh, hee. Hee, mm! Huu! Mmm!”

She diligently sucked on my fingers, taking in all the pleasure I was giving her, and I wanted to hold her even closer as she adapted to my rhythm.

I removed my hand from her mouth, sat up, and lifted one of her legs. Her face flushed crimson as she assumed a position resembling a dog lifting its leg to urinate.

“Haa!! Th-this position… it’s weird. Embarrassing…”

“It’s not weird. You’re beautiful, Yu-ra, so any position is fine.”

“Mm, mm! I-idiot! If you say that…”

I wasn’t going to miss her flustered response.

“If I say what?”

“…If you say that, I want you to do it more…”

That was the moment I lost control. We continued making love until we collapsed from exhaustion.

We didn’t stop even after coming, our hips still moving for each other, drinking water when we were thirsty, and then resuming our passionate embrace.

Lost in the pursuit of pleasure, we didn’t know how many times we climaxed or how many times I came. We kept going until we finally collapsed, our minds hazy, and drifted off to sleep.

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4000 words.