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The American tourist blinked in disbelief as he found himself on his back. Something had hit him like a freight train - and now a weight was on his chest, pinning him down. As his eyes focused, it slowly became clear that the thing that had hit him and sent him sprawling on his back was a woman. A girl, really. An evil, evil-looking girl. Black-haired, a local by the look. Her face was a maniacal, teeth-barred grin. She even had her hair done up in gravity-defying horns. Who WAS this crazy person? The poor white guy had no idea, but any world warrior could have named her - the infamous Juri. A murderous bitch with a ki engine for an eye and a yawning, hungry slaughterhouse for a heart. She was sitting on him - and no man had ever had her shapely butt on his chest and lived to tell the tale.
“You think you could get away with swinging your big foreigner dick around in front of me?” Juri asked her prey, the smile never leaving her face.
The man, who had been fully clothed at the time of the attack, had no idea what she meant. “What? My… huh? N-no! Please, let me go-”
Juri leaned over her brown-haired prey. “Don’t lie to me! You think you can come to Gangnam with a big penis like that and just get away with it?”
The flabbergasted college kid could barely stammer out a response. “I… I’m here on vacation- nnngh!”
Suddenly, Juri’s hand, clad in a long, fingerless glove, was sliding between his legs and clutching his nuts in an iron grip. She leaned even farther forward, her nose almost touching his. Her eyes were the eyes of a hungry wolf. Hannibal Lecter had more humanity in his gaze than she did! “These westerner nuts are super-lewd!” she hissed. “I bet you want to drain them into my mouth, don’t you?”
College boy gulped. “Y-you’re insane!” he whimpered, his cock throbbing in Juri’s practiced and firm hand. “Please, just let me go-”
Shwip!
He’d started the sentence with his khaki pants on, but before he finished, Juri had pulled them off like a maid turning a sheet in a cheap motel. The lithe and athletic femme fatale nonchalantly tossed them into a dumpster. “You won’t be needing those anymore!” she said, grinning. Her eyes lit up like lanterns. Now protected only by his tighty-whities, the twenty-something college kid she’d chosen to victimize tried to scramble away.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Juri admonished, and slid forward to scissor his neck with her crotch. Her long and flexible legs were her greatest weapons in more ways than one, and soon her victim was immobilized once more, whimpering. She reached behind herself to slide a hand underneath her boy-toy’s waistband, taking hold of his generous cock for the first time, and allowing herself a sinister grin. “Hu hu hu! Look what we have here! Your mouth says ‘no’ but your dick says yes!”
“Help! I’m being raped by a crazy person!” called out the desperate American. But it was no use. Juri’s expert hand milked his cock with firm, agonizing strokes, the crotch of her leotard right in his face. Looking upward, he could see every detail of her body, from the delta of her thighs as they emerged from her leg-wraps, to her firm and defined midriff, to her immodestly-covered chest in its spider-string dudou. She swung one thigh over his head and turned around, dropping her crotch onto his face in a “sixty-nine” position… and lowering her hot, severe mouth onto his erect manhood.
Juri kept one hand firmly on the young man’s shaft as she bobbed up and down, taking him nearly to the balls with each descent of her head. Her mouth made sensual glottal noises as she slurped on the thick and pulsing bone, clearly enjoying her prize. Meanwhile, she dropped her pussy and butt on her captive’s face with full intent to restrain. It was thirty seconds, at least, before she let the thick Caucasian meatstick slide from her mouth and took a pause.
“Y-you can have my money… just… please, let me g-go!” her captive squealed, and Juri punished him by raising her hips and bonking her pussy down on his face three times. Bonk! Bonk! Bonk! She looked down under her arm at his dazed expression, still jerking his dick off.
“If you don't take this seriously, I'll have to kill you,” she threatened, icily. “Gimme all you got! Try and break me!”
“B-but…”
Juri slammed her pussy down on his face again, causing his head to bounce off the pavement, silencing him at once except for a bewildered moan. “Did you just call me a gook?” she suddenly asked, smiling devilishly.
The man coughed loudly in surprise, his green eyes wide with confusion and alarm. “W-WHAT? No!”
Juri spun on the man’s chest and laughed, straddling his ribs and leaning forward so they were nose to nose again. “Don’t lie to me! I heard you! I bet you want to fuck my throat-pussy with your big westerner dick, don’t you?”
“N-”
Juri’s eye flashed pink. “No? Are you saying you think I’m ugly? Well, now I’m definitely going to have to kill you, ddorang. But I’ll let you live long enough to have a little fun with you.” She moved as fast as her mood seemed to escalate, writhing like a snake on top of her victim, sliding her body against his, trailing her tongue down the front of his T-shirt and then to his bare dick, maintaining eye contact. Wrapping a gloved hand around the still-erect cock, Juri kissed the tip and then jammed her tongue against the pisshole, licking up pre-cum and slurping it into her mouth like a snake before lowering her head back down on the shaft. The man getting the peerless blowjob could only stare up at the night sky in dazed incomprehension.
“I bet your big balls are stuffed with a whole bunch of nasty semen!” Juri hissed, after pulling her mouth off of the cock with a audible pop. She lowered her lips to the leathery nutsack and started to suck on one of the testicles, moaning and manipulating it with her tongue. Her thin, elegant nose flared as she got a faceful of cock, then wrinkled in tawdry distaste. “Nnngh… what an indecent smell! Come on, you faggot, fuck my face up with your yellow, stinky jizz!” The handjob and ball sucking intensified. The prone victim flailed his limbs and drummed his feet as his genitals were orally assaulted by the beautiful Korean bitch, ostensibly against his will. Still, there was no denying that his generous endowment as hard as a rock. After another minute, Juri grabbed the white boy’s hand and put it on top of her own impeccably-coifed head, raising a devilish eyebrow.
“You’ll have to do better than lay there if you want to get me excited!” she chastised, baring teeth that seemed sharper and more predatory by the second. “Grab my head and fuck my throat like you’re ready to kill!”
Spurred on by her orders and by the extraordinary beauty of her long and limber body, the victimized male at last began to buck his hips and force Juri’s head downward, pounding his cock into her mouth as hard as she could. There was a regular whapwhapwhap noise as bare crotch slapped into her face and balls hit her chin. Her eye twinkled a pink spark again as choked and made saliva-drenched noises as a result of her hunger for cock. The face-fucking became harder and faster. Spit coated the thick shaft and a bubble of saliva formed in one of Juri’s nostrils. A tear leaked from her human eye, but she never blinked, and a her partner began to moan, she allowed the cock to slip from her throat and her choked voice blazed at him.
“Do it, fag! Let out your thick cum into my stomach like you would a toilet!” For encouragement, she brought both of her captive’s hands to her horn-shaped pigtails, egging him on to even more intense exploits of irrumatio. The tightness of her throat, the writhing of her spider-like body, and the lustful expression on her cock-pounded face drove her previously unwilling charge to orgasm only a few moments after they resumed… and Juri moaned orgasmically as the cock in her throat twitched and unloaded lewdly into her guts for nearly a minute.
The young man collapsed back, spent, and his thick cock slid from Juri’s mouth and beached on his bare thigh, strands of spit still connecting it to his mouth. Using the back of her wrist, she wiped her lips and smacked them together in satisfaction. Her other hand rested on her abs, rubbing her belly as if satisfied with the meal. Before long, a devilish smile was back on her face.
“You think you can get away with taking advantage of me, you foreigner piece of shit?” she intoned, icily, rising to stand over the man. His expression returned to bewilderment.
“W-what? But you- AUUUGH!”
There was a pregnant crunch as Juri stepped on the chestnut-haired college student’s balls and ground her heel in. “You white guys are all such sexual predators!” She hissed, and her eye shone in the evening light as her victim writhed. “Say goodbye to your balls!”
The college student was never seen again.
Tourists continued to disappear regularly around Gangnam, confounding police. Some attributed the disappearances to Shadowloo, causing Chun-Li to investigate personally. This resulted in a very awkward situation one evening… but that’s a story for another day.
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