Beyond the End (My Landlady Noona)

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Yuhee's face was a mess. She trembled, mustering a half-hearted glare. She was weak, and the position wasn't exactly comfortable—who'd have thought she'd lose even in this situation? 

Still, her pride wouldn't allow her to wave the white flag like that. 

Leandro, sensing her determination, steered his cock back into her mouth. Yuhee scooted further between his legs to get a better angle. She spread saliva along his slick length with both hands, all the while giving him hooded, naughty, kitty eyes.

"Look at me." She whispered. 

Her lips parted, tongue sticking out, like a soft pedal unfolding. She gathered all of her drool in her mouth, collected it with her tongue, until a wet, shlick sounded. 

Then opened up, slowly, letting the bubbly, shiny waterfall of saliva coat his throbbing manhood. It was an obscene amount. It dribbled all over his shaft like honey, sliding all the way down past his sack and to his thighs. 

Her cheeks hollowed as she began sucking fervently again.

The car jolted. Yuhee felt the bumps of gravel underneath the car as Leandro drove them towards the resort. 

She tilted her head down as she slurped on his cockhead, jerking the bottom half of his hard member with vigorous strokes.

Leandro gripped her silky hair.

Yuhee could almost feel the pressure that slowly began mounting through his body, all the way to his thighs, and to the rod being ravished between her cherry lips.

"Damn... Noona."

Leandro exhaled, braking when a traffic light turned red.

Yuhee felt his entire body tense and strain—she saw how his stomach muscles were clenching as his glorious v-cu became more pronounced. He tried to maintain a cool head as he drove, but Yuhee was intent on taking it all.

It was a tug-o-war game where pleasure was the prize.

Yuhee sucked gently.

Leandro stiffened with a soft inhale of breath.

Then... she upped her tempo, bobbing down on Leandro fervently, the fleshy crown of his head almost kissing the base of her throat. She pulled away, her hands continuing the fierce and rough movements, making a squelching sound with each stroke.

The light turned green—Leandro jolted. Yuhee had jammed his shaft all the way down her throat, until her small nose smashed into him.

The wheels screeched as Leandro accelerated, passing an intersection. The windows of the car were fogged up, and Yuhee moaned and mewled, salivating over Leandro with fierce abandon.

Leandro's breaths came short and stuttered. Yuhee quickened her blowjob, until even her cheeks ached. His fingers twisted on her scalps, bobbing up and down along with her head, as if guiding her. 

"Come on, Landro~ Come… Come… Come for this Noona~" 

She continued sucking like a madwoman, saliva splattering between them. 

Up.

And down.

Up.

And down again. 

Squelching, slurping. The car shook as Leandro braked again for another traffic light. 

It was almost messy. Leandro's dick gleamed with Yuhee's spit. Like a freshly polished trophy. Yuhee suddenly pulled her head up, brushing a stray lock of hair that got caught in her lips. Leandro gasped, the sound raspy—like it was wrenched out from his chest.

Yuhee gave him a smoldering smile.

Then, she plunged down, one last time. He inhaled sharply, letting loose his hold over her hair as a firehose erupted inside Yuhee's throat.

"Aaaahn?!"

Yuhee widened her eyes. His thick cum washed over her throat like molten gold. She pulled up, slurping and swallowing the hot essence of his manhood with her tongue. 

With a smack of the lips, Leandro came out of her mouth, completely clean. 

Leandro rested limply at the back of his seat. Yuhee coughed—a little cum had trickled past her tight passageway, so thick and robust that a wad escaped down the corner of her lip.

She grinned at him, fully exposing her canines and her messy tongue.

You'd think that Yuhee would stop there considering how disheveled and tired she was, but she had finally spotted an opportunity. As such, she latched onto his cock once again, her tongue sweeping furiously over his sensitive gland.

"Noona? Damn it."

Lenadro gritted his teeth; he was still in the middle of driving.

But, Yuhee was like a predator—she clamped her lips and cheeks around him as she continued working on his tip. Her mouth was fully hot as it swelled and squelched with all the saliva she'd amassed.

Yuhee looked up, smiling, his cockhead slipping back and forth across the surface of her tongue. His thighs shook as his second climax saw a long spurt of semen splattering all over the window on the passenger's side.

The car rolled forward slowly—Leandro's hips tensed again, jerking, spurting more and more of his essence. Yuhee continued licking away at his gland, capitalizing exactly on that moment of weakness.

Another bullet of cum hit the window and the passenger seat. Yuhee looked up at him, wiping at the corners of her mouth. 

"Haaah... haaah... if you want... you can stop by the curb, Leandro... if you're feeling weak~ I can take over—"

"—No…" He said, his eyes alight with fiery determination. "I think we can keep going, Noona."

The car lurched forward at high speeds, nearly sending Yuhee propelling forward due to the inertia, but Leandro's hand was fast, and surprisingly gentle as well. 

Damn it. This man just couldn't lose easily, could he?!

His hand moved. Her pussy quivered, still feeling the phantom touch of Leandro playing with her ass. Except that it was not going to stay as a phantom touch for long. His fingers slid down the curvature of her butt, hooking inside the first hole they could find—her butthole.

"Heut! D-Damn you! S-Stop it!"

Yuhee bit Leandro's thigh. Her teeth clenched around the strong muscle, trying to discourage him—her ass cheeks clenched once more but this time Leandro had his finger burrowed inside.

Ah!? Yuhee felt it, the fiery surge of electricity pulsating from deep within her tight entrance. It jolted up to the depths of her back, shooting up her spine as she lay still over Leandro's lap.

Her nipples pebbled, becoming perky little nubs, pressing against Leandro's lap.

Her backdoor sucked his finger further in, making Yuhee grimace and whine around the fat muscle she bit onto.

She... could not take it anymore...

Yuhee released Leandro's thigh, saliva leaking from the bite marks she left. He began plunging that finger in and out in quick motions. 

"Heut... Heut... You... Stupid... Stu—Heut!—pid... b-bastard… ahhnng~"

She felt his finger massage all those sensitive puckered ridges inside with blazing heat, tickling that delicate canal. He wedged his digits so deep into her that his knuckles rubbed against the fissure of her hole. Yuhee was powerless to do anything—just lie on his lap, ass sticking up like a whore, and take the whole thing.

The pads of his fingers moved and rubbed in circular motions, fighting against the resistance of her sphincter muscles. 

She trembled, eyes morphing into pink hearts.

Leandro increased the speed. Yuhee held onto his strong thighs, feeling it flex under her nails as the car picked up speed.

"Leandro... Landro-yah~!!!" She screamed. "Uung! W-Wh—St—Heut!!! Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" She bit him again for good measure, eyes rolling up to her forehead.

Tears welled up in her eyes as Leandro kept at it, finger fucking Yuhee's ass like nothing else mattered—the road, the cars that might catch them in the act, well, everything but that; Leandro wasn't keen on letting anyone see Yuhee like that. 

He continued driving. He even flicked the hazard switch on and kept a foot steady on the acceleration. Yuhee's voice trembled,whining and groaning all over his cock. 

Her butt quivered, the muscles squeezing and un-squeezing Leandro's invading appendage in time with Yuhee's cries. Her screams only came out like little squeaks at that point, high-pitched wails coming from the back of her throat.

Her pussy was leaking out so much feminine nectar that the rental car agent would despair over the state the car was in. Yuhee eked, as if she was dying, shaking like mad as if her soul wanted to escape her body.

Yuhee thrust her head up, eyes completely wide open. 

"Ahhhnnnggg!!"

She orgasmed.

It was a long, explosive, unhinged orgasm—her nails embedded in his thighs.

She didn't even give Leandro a blowjob; her eyes were fixed on him but unfocused. Yuhee just released guttural moans, the climax breaking something within her.

Leandro drove over a pothole, sending Yuhee briefly up into the air with a grunt before she fell back down on him.

Her tits spilled over Leandro's leg—her chin touched his rod and his finger jammed so deep in her that Yuhee squirted, squirming and gasping like a freshly caught fish.

A great jet of liquid pulsated from her throbbing sex in hot streams, spraying across the car seat underneath her, dampening the upholstery. 

Leandro didn't stop. He kept pumping, driving his finger so deep and hard that it almost felt like his dick was inside her instead. Yuhee's vision spun, her mind unable to keep up, only able to comprehend the overwhelming pleasure she was receiving.

She climaxed again.

And again.

Her voice came out as a croak.

She had been screaming so much.

Her body convulsed and her legs shook like leaves in a storm.

Her face was a complete mess—eyes unfocused, cheeks bright red, saliva dribbling from the corners of her lips, tongue hanging out and twitching. Her pussy was leaking like there was no tomorrow, squirting and convulsing.

"Ahh… haaah… haaah…"

And then she felt it. The car was slowing down.

They'd finally arrived at the resort.

Yuhee didn't even remember her name, what she did, or where she was, she was a mess—a complete, boneless, fucked-silly mess.

"We're here."

Leandro announced, removing his finger. Yuhee's ass gaped slightly, as if trying to keep his finger inside before closing back shut.

She slumped over him.

...

Yuhee couldn't move. 

She felt limp.

She heard the door opening, felt Leandro's hands around her shoulders and waist.

He gently lifted her, sliding her body along the wet seat.

"W-Wait, Leandro..." She managed to say, weakly.

He didn't listen. He simply scooped her up in his arms, lifting her out of the car. Thankfully, he did so after tidying her up a bit, because she was in no condition to move. Her throat hurt. Her bones hurt. Her ass hurt.

Everything hurt.

"Ugh..."

Leandro wrapped some sort of white, warm blanket he retrieved from his inventory around her.

"You look cute wrapped up like this. Did a stork deliver you to me?"

"Fuck you, Leandro."

He laughed. "Oh? That's new. I don't think I've ever heard you curse like this before."

"That's because I didn't have to, idiot." 

She weakly hit his chest with a fist as she looked away, hoping to avoid the embarrassment of having the receptionist witness her in such a degrading condition.

Her heels dangled precariously off her toes. 

Leandro was about to walk in the lobby. And she could only imagine the front desk receptionist she humiliated the other day laughing at her being carried around like a goddamn baby. 

"Noona, hold tight."

"W-What…?"

He smiled down at her, taking another step forward, but this one was different. A sudden gust of wind forced her eyes closed. And when she cracked them open, the world around her changed, turning into a blur of colors before a familiar door spread in front of her vision—their suite. 

Yuhee widened her eyes.

Teleportation?!

Wasn't that what he did earlier to escape from the guards?

The thought dissipated from her mind like smoke when a hand snaked over her exposed breasts. She leveled a look at Leandro, who ignored her in lieu of taking the keycard that was hidden there.

"..."

"You shouldn't keep it there." He said. Yuhee could see his mouth curving upward.

She rolled her eyes.

And why would he have known?

"Hmm... how did you know?"

He swiped the card over the scanner. It beeped positively. "I have good eyes."

"You've been staring at my breasts, is that what it is, Lee-an-dro~"

"Yes, your tits are very nice."

"Hmph."

She smirked, staring up at him with a lazy, arrogant look.

Leandro stepped inside and kicked the door closed with his heel. He walked past the living room and headed for the bedroom, depositing Yuhee on the bed.

"Hey! Wait! Don't you dare leave me like this, damn it."

He sighed, as if he were dealing with a petulant child. "Don't worry, Noona. I won't."

She harrumphed.

"But you're a mess, you can't go to sleep like this." He held out a hand. "Can you stand up?"

"O-Of course I can, you bastard. Stop underestimating me."

"Your legs are trembling, can you really—"

Yuhee growled and slapped his hand away. With a great show of effort, she pushed her legs apart and stood up, staggering only a little bit. 

She felt weak.

Her thighs trembled like jelly, her knees felt like they were about to buckle at any second.

Still, she stood proud.

"Hah! See?" She flipped her hair around, arms crossed. 

"..."

She tried taking a step forward, but ended up toppling right into Leandro's arms. 

The blanket around her was about to fall off, but he was quicker. He grabbed the hems and tucked it around her, pulling the cloth until it was tightly fitted around the curves of her body, so snug that Yuhee could not breathe properly. 

"Why are you trying to be strong, hmm? Feeling inadequate in front of me?"

He tilted his head, smiling.

"O-Of course not!" Yuhee snapped. Her chin jutted upwards like an offended tigress. "If anything, I don't think there's a man who can match me."

He clicked his tongue, chuckling.

"Is that right?"

Yuhee opened her mouth, then realized that a verbal battle with Leandro would lead to a stalemate—the man was always so calm and collected... it was hard to truly gauge the kind of mental strength he had.

So instead, Yuhee simply stuck a tongue out. "Don't get smug on me." She wrinkled her nose, her eyes sleepy.

"You need a shower, Noona." He said. She blinked, yelping slightly when she suddenly found herself back in his arms. "See the things I do for you? Don't try to get ahead of yourself, hmm?" He mused, poking her in the cheek.

Yuhee snarled, then sunk into the cocoon of the blanket around her. 

The bathroom was spacious—as expected of a suite. Anything you needed or wanted, it was there. Heated floors. A walk-in shower. A freestanding tub. And an amazing view of the sea. 

With one hand holding Yuhee, his other hand began to work on the tub's faucet. Warm jets of water blasted into the tub.

Steam quickly filled the air. Yuhee turned her head, staring at the mist with sleepy eyes. The scent of lavender soon permeated into her senses.

The water fizzed and frothed, foaming and producing a copious amount of bubbles. 

"Hmmmm~" Yuhee wiggled her nose—it itched. Her eyelids drooped further.

Leandro gently lowered Yuhee on a nearby chair and began to undress her.

He had to unwrap her like the present she was.

There were some difficulties with all her stubbornness but Leandro was adamant. 

After the blanket fell on the floor, he then proceeded to gently free her of her top, her shredded stockings and panties, and anything else in between. Her beautiful, flushed skin was exposed to the warm currents of the bathroom.

Yuhee kept a glare on him, her eyes filled with defiance.

"Tch. Are you actually going to wash me?"

"I'm simply taking responsibility for making you come that much."

Yuhee slapped Leandro on his arm, struggling fruitlessly. But Leandro remained undeterred, chuckling softly like a doting father.

Her bountiful breasts bobbed enticingly when he picked her up to move her to the tub.

There was a flustered, defiant blush on her cheeks. Yuhee struggled weakly, shaking her legs from side to side and hitting Leandro on his chest, yet made no attempt to hide her bare breasts.

"I-Idiot! L-Let me go! This is... this is..."

Her blush deepened, spreading all the way to the top of her exposed nape, making her ears even a dark shade of scarlet red.

Humiliating? Weird? 

She gritted her teeth.

Leandro slid Yuhee inside the tub, letting her body slip from his hold. 

She sighed pleasantly and contentedly at the feeling of her skin touching the hot, bubbly water, even stretching her arms and legs like a baby. She felt weak, drained. Her heartbeats were gradually slowing down.

The dim lighting was easy on her eyes. 

Next to her, were the sprawling, wide windows that overlooked Jeju. The dark sky, the twinkling stars, and endless sea. Yuhee sank deeper in the water.

"I'm sure you can take care of the rest of yourself, right?" Leandro said, taking a washcloth that was neatly placed nearby and handing it over to her.

Yuhee's fingers danced on the cloth before she snatched it away.

She snorted, her lips sticking upwards like the snout of a pouting child.

Still...

She looked at him, head slightly tilted. Her expression was serious, though whatever dignified visage she tried to muster was ruined by the smudged lipstick, frazzled hair, and sleepy look of her eyes. 

Hmm…

She couldn't understand him. 

Really.

"What is the meaning of this?" Yuhee asked, brows furrowed. 

He blinked, leaning over the edge of the tub, but not to ogle at her bare body. He stared straight into her eyes. "What are you talking about, Noona?" He smiled slightly, burrowing his chin between his crossed arms. "Do you usually get this weak when someone tries to take care of you, or is it because you don't feel in control?"

"..."