Perfect World [EN]: Chapter 241

“Umm, well, Bumsuk, today isn’t the best day for this. I’m worried about the possibility of pregnancy affecting my competition schedule. Could we postpone this? If I were to have a baby, I’d be out of competition for at least a year.”

Bumsuk chuckled, not believing her for a second. He wasn’t buying such an obvious excuse. Even if it were true, he was too aroused to stop for such a “trivial” reason.

“It’s okay, Emma. This is what I want too. Come here.”

“But…”

Bumsuk grinned slyly and quickly removed his suit jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt. Emma squeezed her eyes shut as the sight of his well-toned body filled her vision. She knew what was coming. She didn’t dislike him, but she certainly didn’t have strong feelings for him either.

‘What should I do? Should I be honest and try to get out of here? No, I can’t. If I do, the Black Society and Bumsuk might end up fighting.’

As she was contemplating, her bra, now unhooked, brushed against her skin and fell to the floor. Her somewhat small but firm breasts were being fondled by Bumsuk’s hands. Emma trembled with embarrassment. But this was just the beginning. Soon, the last scrap of fabric that had been covering her [sacred valley – a euphemism for her vulva] was hooked by his finger and slowly slid down to her toes.

“Wow, Emma, your body is a work of art. It’s driving me crazy.”

Bumsuk’s words were genuine. Even before he started, his manhood was throbbing with fierce energy, as if his fighting spirit was ignited. Emma, who had briefly opened her eyes to witness this scene, stepped back, unsure of what to do.

“Bum, Bumsuk, just a moment.”

There was no time for a moment. Bumsuk pushed Emma onto the desk without hesitation. She wriggled and put up a futile resistance, but it was no use. Emma’s will was too weak to resist his pressing body. She desperately wanted to escape, but the potential consequences terrified her.

Inside the office, filled with the warm spring sunlight, Emma, now naked, writhed under Bumsuk’s touch. His tongue traced her thighs, wetting her skin until it reached her clitoris, where it curled, sucked, and flicked. He hadn’t showered after his training, so the woman’s primal scent filled the air, but Bumsuk didn’t mind at all. It was much better than the cloying taste of strong perfume.

‘Oh, this is great. Her slightly trembling skin, her natural scent, and her lean body. It’s truly art. Hehehe.’

His hands massaged her full breasts, enjoying the sensation. They were small enough to fit in his hands, but Bumsuk’s expression was one of pure satisfaction. In fact, he preferred this petite size. He didn’t dislike large breasts, but he found the feel of these cute breasts more appealing.

Bumsuk continued to caress Emma’s body, savoring it.

“Bu, Bumsuk… Please.”

Emma’s voice, though expressing refusal, was weak. Partly due to her resignation, but also because her body was responding to the unfamiliar caresses of a man. The heat rising within her was gradually clouding her reason.

Before long, Emma’s skin was flushed with a faint pink hue.

‘Hehe, in the end, instinct is inevitable.’

Bumsuk, who had been continuously targeting her clitoris, smiled as he felt the clear, sticky liquid seeping from her [jawline – a mistranslation, should be vulva]. It meant that her body was ready to receive a man. He thought it was time to serve the rice that had been steaming [a metaphor for sex], so he slowly straightened up. Then, he covered Emma’s upper body and quietly opened his mouth.

“Hehe, Emma, now we become one.”

Emma, startled by those words, turned pale. She couldn’t believe it had come to this and didn’t know what to do. It was time to decide. If she allowed this to go any further, she would cross a point of no return.

‘What, what should I do?’

But the kind-hearted Emma couldn’t bring herself to reveal the truth and hesitated. Meanwhile, Bumsuk flipped her over on the desk, positioning her for doggy style. It was a difficult position for a virgin, but he had to punish her for rummaging through his desk drawers earlier today.

He smacked Emma’s hips a couple of times and then aimed his massive manhood at the entrance to her [snowy forest – a euphemism for her pubic area].

“Okay, here I come.”

“Wait, no!”

She shouted her refusal, but it was already too late. Bumsuk squeezed her body, which was trying to wriggle free, and thrust his manhood in. Emma had to endure the sensation of a repulsive, wriggling mass invading her precious virginity.

“Hehe, no? Here I go!”

With Bumsuk’s cry, Emma dropped her head as she felt a sharp pain in her lower body. She felt the manhood, swollen and invasive, tearing through her [sacred place – a euphemism for her vagina]. She felt the blood flowing between her labia and was filled with deep regret. She had now faced a truly irreversible situation.

In the end, Emma decided to accept the male’s lust. Now that things had come to this, she thought it would be better to use her body to help restore the relationship between the Black Society and Bumsuk. After all, virginity was no longer a precious symbol for women in this era.

Before she knew it, the manhood that had penetrated to the end of her valley began to perform a violent pendulum motion.

Thwack, thwack. Thwack.

Emma’s body shook with each movement of Bumsuk’s hips. No matter how much she tried to accept her fate, the pain of losing her virginity and the shame of loveless lovemaking tormented her.

Emma barely tilted her head back and spoke in a desperate tone.

“Ugh! Bu, Bumsuk, it hurts. Slo, slowly. Ugh!”

“Bear with it, it’s always like this at first.”

His manhood, spewing thick moans, showed no mercy as it ravaged her insides. The intense movement of his manhood, tearing through the swollen opening, was drawing out the blood that had been pooling inside. As a result, the carpet in the chairman’s office was gradually turning red, losing its original color.

Unable to contain his rising desire, Bumsuk tightly clasped her legs, which had been supporting the floor. He wanted to increase the pressure on his manhood and fully savor the freshness of a virgin. He said he liked her, but in reality, he was treating Emma like a sex toy.

Bumsuk scanned her spine with a downward gaze, noticing the pale trembling caused by her sense of depravity.

‘Hehehe, this is good. Human women have this kind of flavor.’

If she were an elf, she would be using all sorts of techniques to please him and make him feel good in this situation. But Emma, due to the lack of affection, was not yet truly accepting him. He didn’t know what she was feeling as she was being held, but the subtle waves of emotion were enough to excite him.

Of course, it wasn’t that he disliked elves. But just as people can’t live on rice alone, a harem needs women with diverse personalities. And human women, with their distinct tendencies, were fulfilling that expectation perfectly.

Bumsuk leaned down slightly and brought his mouth to her ear.

“How is it, Emma? Does it feel good to be held by your lover?”

Emma, her eyes trembling, barely nodded.

“Ugh! Yes, I’m happy. Ugh.”

“Really? Then why do I get the feeling that you’re not very enthusiastic? You, Emma, who are faithfully accepting my desires.”

At Bumsuk’s teasing question, she shook her head as if she were having a seizure.

“N, no. I really like Bumsuk. Ugh!”

“But the atmosphere doesn’t make you look like a woman who likes me. Take a look at yourself.”

Bumsuk suddenly lifted Emma up and approached the full-length mirror in the corner of the chairman’s office. She averted her gaze as she saw her legs hanging over Bumsuk’s arms and her bloody genitals with his manhood inserted. She couldn’t bear to see her virginity being violated by him.

“Bu, Bumsuk, please, move away from the mirror.”

“See? You’re not. A normal woman wouldn’t do this when being held by her lover. It seems like you have another reason for being with me.”

Even between lovers, it was common to feel embarrassed and avoid eye contact when showing such explicit images. In other words, Bumsuk’s words were not entirely true. But Emma, being a virgin, had no way of knowing this. Fearing that her relationship with the Black Society and him would be strained, she enthusiastically shook her hips and willingly accepted Bumsuk’s manhood.

“N, no. Bumsuk, I really like you.”

He grinned slyly and began to thrust again, matching Emma’s rhythm.

“Hmm, I guess I was mistaken. You definitely like me, Emma.”

“Ugh, yes, that’s right.”

“Hehe, then I should give you a gift, right?”

“Ugh! Wh, what gift?”

Bumsuk still fondled her [flower – a euphemism for her vulva], twitching his hips. He was forcing the signal of release. He needed to put a complete stamp on it to show that Emma’s body was his. Soon, a rough wave of white fluid surged through her lower body, and at the same time, it poured into Emma’s genitals.

“Hehe, how is it, my gift? Do you like it?”

Emma shuddered at the cloudy fluid with a musty smell flowing between the joints. She felt like she had become the pitiful heroine of a third-rate movie, being held by a man she didn’t even love. But on the other hand, she felt relieved. Now that he had released, she didn’t need to be held by him anymore.

She barely smiled and buried her face in Bumsuk’s arms. If she sacrificed herself, everyone would be happy.

“Yes, I’m happy.”

“Really? I see. Then I’ll keep making you happy.”

Bumsuk, with lustful eyes, continued to move his hips. He couldn’t end today’s lovemaking like this for the sake of Emma and their future. And once wasn’t enough to calm his excited heart.

Thwack, thwack. Thwack.

Emma’s whole body shook violently as Bumsuk desperately shook his hips. Her small breasts bounced up and down elastically, and her white hair scattered in the air like waves. A frenzy of the female body. The only flaw was Emma’s unfocused eyes, but it didn’t seem to matter much. It had its own charm and was great for boosting the mood.

“Okay, here I go again!”

Emma’s genitals were soaked with white fluid. The fluid coming out of her was changing from a light pink to a natural white. The constant release was diluting the blood that had been pooling in Emma’s valley.

Emma, with a tearful face, pleaded with Bumsuk.

“Ugh! Bumsuk, stop now.”

“Stop? I can never do that for the sake of my beloved Emma’s happiness.”

After saying that, Bumsuk shook his hips with excitement and shuddered. More of the man’s fluid poured out again. It seemed like he was going to ruin Emma completely today.

‘A woman with such a slutty appearance is me.’

Emma, swaying with his touch, looked at her naked body reflected in the mirror with a pathetic gaze. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for her body, which was being so miserably ruined that it was embarrassing to even call her a slut. But there was no shame. The shame was only temporary, and as she became covered in the filth of lust, she couldn’t help but become increasingly desensitized to Bumsuk’s lustful party.

‘But does Bumsuk really like me this much?’

Emma inadvertently looked at him. His face was filled with endless joy as he moved his hips and enjoyed the excitement. She felt a little better that he was showing pleasure in her body.

In this era, it was very difficult for human women to be loved by men. Moreover, Bumsuk was quite considerate and very kind to women. Now that things had come to this, she thought it might be worth considering entrusting her future to him.

At that moment, Bumsuk slyly pulled out his manhood and placed Emma on the floor, soaked with fluid. She looked up at Bumsuk, somewhat dazed, wondering if it was over.

“Bumsuk, is it over?”

He smiled wryly and aimed the tip of his manhood at Emma’s face, then began to release violently. She was startled and tried to avoid it, but she couldn’t because Bumsuk grabbed her hair. Before she knew it, her face was covered with a mass of white fluid that was slowly dripping down.

‘Did I get carried away? I feel like I’m enjoying it too much today.’

But since she had already given her permission, it was enough for her to satisfy her own pleasure. Bumsuk pushed her down hard, who was wiping the fluid from her face with the back of her hand, and shoved his still stiff manhood between her red lips.

“Of course it’s not over. Emma, you have to play with me all night tonight. Hehehe.”

At those words, Emma’s eyes widened. It was just after lunchtime. If he meant what he said, it hadn’t even started yet. She could think it was a joke, but she couldn’t help but believe it when she saw his relentless energy that knew no bounds.

Emma looked at him with fearful eyes.

“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Cough, cough.”

Soon, Bumsuk’s manhood moved up and down, penetrating Emma’s mouth. Now, with a resigned face, she decided to entrust her body to Bumsuk completely. She was exhausted by the endless act and gave up on herself.

That day, Emma became Bumsuk’s plaything and unintentionally stepped into the world of lust.

============================ Author’s Note ============================

Have a great day, everyone. I’ll see you again tomorrow.