Beyond the End (My Landlady Noona)

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"Just a warning… in case you decided to proceed further."

"You think I won't?" Yuhee snarled, wiggling her hips. The blush on her face had yet to fade. "You're so annoying. What, you think you can keep so calm in front of me, Leandro?"

Leandro sighed. His hands went up Yuhee's bare thighs before giving her perky rear a tight, firm squeeze.

Yuhee let out an aroused cry when Leandro gave it a loud, rnant smack.

"Why are you-!?!"

"Why else would you do this?"

Leandro was so curt Yuhee bit down the urge to throw in some clever, snappy retort.

She just grinned instead. "You think you're that attractive? Sorry, I'm just horny."

Leandro just met her answer with indifferent silence. Yuhee was almost upset he was no longer reacting—it somewhat deflated the seductive image she built herself, as she found it harder to hold on to a straight face with each second.

A brief pause.

"Then, go ahead."

Yuhee blinked.

"Do whatever you came here for." Leandro repeated, running a hand through his dark brown hair. The tired gleam in his eyes was highlighted in the darkness. Yet, somehow, it felt magnetic to Yuhee.

'Oooh?' Yuhee licked her lips. 'He's that confident, huh? Well then... I'll make him remember this night.'

Leandro's expression remained unchanging until his hands were seized.

"What are you going to do now~? Poor, little, handsome thing has been caught by the big bad wolf~♡" She leaned in to purr right in his ear. "Do you know what I'll do? I'll eat you~"

There was no visible outward reaction on Leandro's face. He merely tilted his head at her, curiously. 

A tick mark popped on Yuhee's forehead. Oh, she'd show him. 

Once Leandro had a taste of what she could offer, he'd seek her out, freely giving her the leash around his neck, for her to do as she pleased. 

The bed creaked as Yuhee shifted, trailing a hand across his chest, moving in a slow, sensual descent towards his navel. Throughout the journey, she made sure to enjoy the ridges of his abs. 

Leandro laid there like a rock, his relaxed body completely at odds with his alert and curious eyes. He had to admit, though, it excited him a little, and that it was only out of curiosity that he wanted to see where Yuhee was heading.

Yuhee giggled, before pulling down Leandro's pants and briefs with a sharp jerk.

Out sprang his huge, muscular cock—much to Yuhee's delight.

Her gaze was locked onto it, so hungry and needy she was, that it took her a second to break out of its hypnotic spell. She nuzzled the shaft, inhaling the heady, masculine scent. 

The contrast between her soft, plush lips and her moist breathing was enough to drive him nuts and his shaft throbbed at the sensation. Yuhee glanced at him, making sure to let him see the playful, dirty glimmer in her eyes. She stuck out the tip of her tongue. 

Ah, she was going to savor it, and make sure Leandro saw everything—the slow, deliberate way her tongue scooped along the veins of his length and lapped on the glans. The way her drool dripped down to her cleavage. Yuhee made it a point to lather Leandro's manhood with her saliva.

Lust addled Leandro's gaze, though it didn't escape Yuhee how quickly he contained himself. She narrowed her eyes. 

She dragged her lips upward, flicking her tongue and wrapping it around the bulbous tip. 

Yuhee loved the strained exhale that came out of Leandro's lips.

"Fuck." Leandro gasped when Yuhee slammed half of his length down her throat with no regard for her own safety. She pumped him up and down, quickening her pace before slowing down to a torturous crawl.

"What's wrong~ Already about to come?" Yuhee pulled off with a dirty pop. A thin string of saliva still connected her mouth and the tip of his length.

He arched one eyebrow. "Hah, Noona. You shouldn't speak with a full mouth."

"Huh—Ughkk!!"

Leandro rested a hand on her head, and before she could process the tender touch, he pulled her forward, forcing his cock to slam into the back of her throat.

Yuhee gagged. "Mhhmn!"

She choked down on his length, nostrils flaring up in distress as her eyes rolled back. 

Leandro tightened his grip on her hair, sluggishly pounding her throat.

She placed her hands on his thighs for support, but a well-timed upward thrust of his hips made her lose whatever balance she had left. 

"Hah, cat got your tongue? You're not speaking anymore, are you?"

Despite the slight winded voice, his face was serene. From her position between his legs, she could even see an odd glow in his green eyes, like bioluminescent plankton under the night sky. 

He smiled at her. And fuck, she couldn't tell whether it was a mocking one or not. 

Yuhee plopped down the bed on her fours, with her big, pillowy tits pressing on his legs. Tears stained her reddened face as she gazed up, seeking Leandro. Her tongue was stuck out as her throat bobbed and pulsated, gulping on his girthy meat pole.

"You've talked big earlier, but now I'm the one doing all the work."

Leandro showed no mercy. His hips pistoned back and forth like a machine, slamming against Yuhee's face. His eyes squinted. The tight, warm grip of her esophagus was slowly overwhelming him.

Yuhee's big eyes glazed over as her throat milked him. Her tits jiggled obscenely with her bouncing. 

A tense silence went over them.

The only sound Yuhee could hear was Leandro's deep grunts and the lewd, squishy wet sound of her throat getting reshaped for the next day. She gasped for air like a fish stranded out of the water, every second just stretching even longer with every throb of his length down her tender gullet.

Her pupils began to morph into pink hearts. 

Leandro's breathing turned rougher. 

With Yuhee no longer struggling and letting him have his way, he slammed his length all the way down, burying the bulbous tip in the plush, wet cushion of her throat. 

Yuhee jerked, startled by the sudden sensation, yet incapable of acting on her instinct to push him back.

She whimpered around the monstrous appendage, her tongue writhing and moving more by instinct than conscious control. She slurped and licked it best she could, desperate to draw Leandro's precious release and make sure he'd only remember how good she made him feel.

Yuhee slumped forward, saliva dripping down the corners of her quivering lips, forming a sloppy mess that coated the entirety of her plentiful bosom. 

Leandro thrust away. The velvety tightness of Yuhee's throat was making him remember what he'd been missing on since his rebirth. As hardened as he was, the pleasure of copulation might as well have been a healing potion for his stressed mind. An addicting drug, for sure, and more often than not, a mental debuff when a fight could break out at any moment.

Imagine if someone was aiming for Leandro's life right at that moment. What'd he do? Tell them to wait till he climaxed before fighting?

A laugh almost bubbled amidst his grunts.

Then again, Yuhee's inner freakiness would probably enjoy the thrill of it all.

She squealed, her nose smothering itself against Leandro's hard stomach. Every time he pounded her throat, Leandro's sack spanked the underside of her chin.

Despite Leandro's outward calmness and lackadaisical attitude, he couldn't be accused of being a weak lay, with his hard, vigorous fucking and his well endowed package.

Yuhee quaked between his thighs—every sharp thrust sending a spark up her spine, more like a well oiled machine pistoning into her throat, and much like Leandro would be hammering her pussy very soon.

Still, for now, he'd relish filling up Yuhee's mouth with his seed. 

"Hnn—!!!" Yuhee mewled and wriggled like an excited bunny, hands finding purchase on his sturdy, taut legs. If Leandro had any less self-control, he might have crushed her head with how tight his grip was becoming.

"Damn..."

His hips buckled erratically a few more times and Yuhee, no doubt feeling the increased frequency of his throbs, sealed her plush lips and suckled all she could.

"Here it comes..."

Her eyes watered a bit as Leandro slammed down, pressing her head onto his muscled abdomen. The pink hearts in her eyes went wider. 

With that, Leandro emptied a healthy load straight into her mouth. The flood was unexpectedly copious, with enough release pressure to back it up as well. 

A few unfortunate ropes of semen that didn't make it in her mouth ended up splattering all over her face—a sight that only aroused Leandro further. 

Yuhee gulped it down, feeling her pussy getting drenched. His juices were creamy and thick, like white jelly, slipping through her tonsils like an oily syrup and invading her taste buds with a very distinct, savory aftertaste.

"Y-You…" She gasped for air as soon as Leandro's cock plopped out, her drool clinging all over his shaft, not unlike a lover would on a husband setting off for war. Though, if there was any war he'd wage, it'd be inside her. 

After all, that thing was still hard, looking like a volcano submerged in a sheeny coat of magma, yet ready to erupt again.

"What the hell…"

Yuhee coughed a few times, her hand rubbing her mouth, smudging lipstick and cum in the process. 

Meanwhile, Leandro sat upright, on his knees. She widened her eyes.

With a fluid, smooth motion, he pulled off his shirt, revealing the body of a Greek God. The aesthetic beauty of Leandro was something Yuhee had seen only on the internet. Exceedingly handsome men with unrealistic bodies.

Yet Leandro was very real. 

His sculptured six-pack was more of a solid twelve-pack—something Yuhee would kill to get in touch with. His large, muscular shoulders led to corded, thick arms that she wouldn't hesitate to drop on if Leandro offered to cradle her. 

His pectoral muscles, his tight biceps, his gorgeous jawline, his refined cheekbones. 

Everything screamed 'refined male beauty.'

And even further down, Yuhee saw Leandro's impressive manhood from a much better angle. The huge meat pillar rose like a tower, imposing and dignified. 

"You bastard…" Yuhee gulped, hoping to regain some modicum of control. "... did you enjoy yourself?"

He took a quick look at her thighs, then smiled. "Not as much as you, apparently."

"..."

She seethed in silence, looking a little more cautious now that he was being more active. Though, Yuhee's pride would not let her go down so easily. After that shameful performance, she was ready to make him—

'Huh…?'

She had barely seen him move!

Now she was lying down right where Leandro used to be, her eyes facing the ceiling. 

"You talk too much, mi zorrita."

"Mi–What?"

Yuhee gasped.

Leandro was straddling her from the top, with both of them being face-to-face—their eyes glued to each other like magnets.

Then, she felt it. That hardness pressing itself in between Yuhee's bare legs. With the right angle and a slight adjustment from his part, the tip would effortlessly breach into her tight snatch.

The thickness of his manhood pressed in, spreading her, teasing her. She bit down on her bottom lip to remain composed. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of hearing her moan. No. She'd stay quiet. Unfazed, like he was earlier. Ah, yes. She'd give him a taste of his own medicine—

Leandro moved forward a bit, and with the same quickness that he got on top, his huge cock made its entrance to the paradise awaiting him below. 

She clenched her teeth, her entire face stiffening so as to not let a single sound out. 

Leandro stared at her curiously. She tilted her chin up, not shying away. She wanted him to see how unaffected she was by—

"Ooohhh fuckkkk…♡"

And then that bastard moved, and she couldn't hold it back any longer. 

Yuhee surrendered her entire self, screaming like a madwoman, hands frantically trying to find something to grip onto before deciding they could help more if they rested on the small of his broad, bulky back.

Her manicured nails bit down, as if she wanted to inflict upon Leandro some sort of stupid punishment for making her moan so ungracefully. 

Yuhee transferred her gaze from Leandro to herself. And she could see it crystal clear. 

See how her curvaceous, lush body reacted to each slow push and pull from Leandro.

See her large, jiggly boobies trembling in response to the ripple he sent through her entire being.

See her belly contort, looking distended, as he moved inside her, spreading her velvet walls into new shapes and spaces never touched upon.

That was the effect he had on her, and he had been inside her for barely a minute. His hand moved, seizing her wrists in a steely hold and pinning them above her. 

With her hands clasped overhead, Yuhee's body convulsed and arched so powerfully that she probably had become a bridge for some otherworldly entity to cross over into this mortal world.

Leandro relished watching her lewd reactions.

How the dark-haired vixen threw her head back with a whorish mewl, how she coiled around him like a boa, only adding more pressure on his length. 

"Tone it down a little, zorrita. People might think I'm murdering someone here."

Amidst the mewls and grunts, she managed to glare at him.