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Revenge on God: Story of NTR & Villainy

After getting regressed, reincarnated, and finally transmigrated, I finally found my ticket to escape the curse of being endlessly isekaied. In exchange for ruining the stories of other protagonists in the universe, the devil makes me stronger and brings me a step closer to getting revenge on God, the person who has cursed me. Lucky for me, the way to break most of these stories was through the art of stealing the female lead away from the male lead. This is the story of how I became the man who killed God and stopped all future isekais.

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EGREGIOUS DEAL

She leaned back into her couch, a little blush was on her face.

Min Jinyoung wasn't oblivious to the topic since she had boyfriends and obviously had sex before but I guess having someone who could potentially be your boss speak about it was too much to handle.

"Inappropriate... indeed," she said with an awkward giggle.

I could see as she swallowed and her throat slightly moved as nervous saliva traveled down her body.

"Sorry if I came off too brash, especially during our first meeting," I said, a smile remained on my face.

I wanted to show her that I didn't mind discussing these sorts of things with her, a sign that I didn't view her as this innocent goddess whose ears and eyes needed to be protected from the rawness of the world.

I also moved my eyes around her body slowly, allowing her to read my view and see where it was that I was looking.

That day, I was lucky to not have a sudden boner appear because when I looked at the dress she had on, I could see two small peaks in her shirt where her hardened nipples were poking.

I wouldn't say that she was aroused at that moment but since her mind was brought into a naughty place, her body was showing early signs of it.

"No need to apologize. I was the one who insisted," she said.

I continued looking into her eyes, watching as she tried to keep the contact but avoided me whenever she felt like it was being held for too long.

Just before it could get to a point of an uncomfortable tension too uncomfortable to recover from, I spoke.

"You know, Min Jinyoung, my method works. I'm not just saying it to mess with you," I said.

She didn't expect me to bring it up so soon and shook her head. "I... I don't mean to be rude but I don't believe you."

"Why? Why not?" I asked, getting up from my seat and sitting down next to her.

She scooted herself further away from me. If she really wanted to get away then she would've gotten up or told me that she didn't feel comfortable with my advances but the fact that her legs were pointing towards me told me everything I needed to know.

"I never felt lighter after having... sex. If anything, it just felt like the weight on my shoulder increased. Stress and tiredness are all that it brings. That's why... that's why I have to disagree with your method."

"That's because the men you've probably been with probably have small penises and they don't know how to pleasure a woman," I replied.

She was taken aback by how vulgar my words were. "Are you implying that you do?"

She didn't correct me, informing me that my assumptions about the men were true which I already knew since she told me during my previous life.

"I do. Min Jinyoung, just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean I'm less experienced. I could make all the weight you've been carrying all this time disappear like this," I said as I snapped.

"Haha," she nervously laughed. "Thank you for the offer but I'll have to decline."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

She nodded. "I'm plenty sure. Oh, look at the time. It sure passes. I think I need to head off now before I miss my flight. We can... we can discuss the contract online."

As she stood up, I emptied the final bullet from the chamber.

"I think you're very sexy, Min Jinyoung. I know you're probably not looking for a relationship because you're busy with your career and whatnot."

That's not why she wasn't looking for a relationship but I couldn't just outright state the real reasons because then I'd be nothing more than a stalker in her eyes.

"I'm not looking for one either since I'm also busy with the company and trying to make sure that my venture into your world is a success. I really think that having you on board would make my job a hundred times easier."

I stood up and walked over to her. She was standing still and was listening to my words rather than running away which was honestly the right thing for her to do.

This was clearly sexual harassment and any woman in their right mind needs to escape as soon as possible and then contact authorities or file a complaint.

But I'm a villain and that plot armor villains have was keeping me from being defeated so easily.

Imagine a villain that gets caught and arrested for a petty crime. That's not how plots work. No, they can only get caught by the main character when he attempts a terrible crime.

That's why I had the confidence to proceed.

"Let's make this easier for you then. Just once," I said, making the same deal that I did with Isabella. "Let's have sex just one time. If what I say is true then sign the contract. Don't worry, everything will still be negotiable and I promise it'll be the best contract you'll ever see."

"What happens if what you say is false?" she asked, clearly interested in the preposterous proposition I was offering.

This was because she's never been in this sort of situation before where she was being treated almost like a common girl and I was a playboy trying to get into her pants.

I guess in that moment of feeling not like an idol, her feelings of sorrow toward my death were momentarily forgotten and suppressed.

"If what you say is false then I'll still offer you the contract and you can choose to decline it. I'll also purchase a million copies of your next album," I stated.

At this point, I was barely a foot away from her and she had to tilt her head up just to look at my eyes.

My chest was to her face and she tried to hide it but I could see her pupils tempted to stare at it.

"I can't be bought," she said.

"I know you can't but it's just a little icing on the cake. The real reward is relieving the pressure that's on your shoulders," I said as I laid my hands on her shoulders. She didn't push them away.

I leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "The real reward is the numerous times I'll make you climax till the sheets are drenched in your juices. You'll forget about anything that's been on your mind. Any stress, any loss, any painful thoughts. All of it will be washed away as you scream my name in bliss while scratching my back."

She gulped.

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I contemplated not including this sex scene in the story because I was wondering if the first session you get to hear about in detail in this story is when I fuck the living shit out of Isabella since she is the first female lead I'm trying to ruin.

But having sex with the person whom I've been wanting to do it with for so long is just too satisfying to not include.

Plus, I know all of you horny degenerates have probably been waiting for it to happen for so long. (P.S. Join the Degen cult already, I mean religion. Preorder the holy text too while you're at it.)

What is this, the sixth or seventh chapter and you haven't gotten the opportunity to jerk off yet?

I'll be a kind narrator and grant your wishes. Let me try to be like an erotica writer using fancy metaphors and different names to describe the private parts.

"Hngyah," she uttered softly as my tip entered her flowery walls.

"It'll be a little hard at first to get used to this girth but after a while, all you'll feel is pleasure," I informed her as I pushed my meaty rod a little deeper inside her.

She had her hands on her face, covering her expression but I could see through the cracks in her cover that she was starting to feel this euphoria that she's never experienced before.

I had just spent the last half hour eating her out, playing with her clit, and pressing up against her G-spot.

She was so sensitive and aroused at this point that the moment my tip pressed against her G-spot, I reckoned that she would climax.

My prediction was right as my rod drove a little deeper into her pinkish delight and like a geyser, liquids shot out of her body.

"Mmmpf," she said, muffling her sound with her hand.

I watched as her pupils flicked all the way up to her skull before popping back down as if she were a lottery slot machine.

"Look at the mess you've made on the bed," I said.

The two of us were at the hotel she was staying at. I offered to buy us a new hotel room but her resourceful nature declined the offer.

The drive to the hotel was quiet but the sexual tension was so palpable that I almost couldn't bear it.

I grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her up so that she could see the mess that her body just produced as well as where our two partners connected with one another.

"It's... It's barely in," she mumbled, gulping.

"Aren't you curious how much more pleasure you'll feel as I hit your cervix?" I asked as I moved my hips forward.

"Ahn," she moaned as her walls began to stretch and accept more of my shaft into its tight and secure confinement.

"Listen to that sound," I instructed her. "Do you hear the noise your tight little pussy makes whenever I move?"

I pushed deeper until my member was greeting the barricade of her womb.

The sound I was referring to was that ushy gushy sound that was produced from how wet she was.

What? Is ushy gushy too degenerate for you? You're reading a sex scene. Get over yourself. Let me use the words I want to use. If you don't like it, write one yourself.

Min Jinyoung struggled to keep her moans contained but she eventually crumbled under the pressure of my glans pressing up against all her pleasurable spots her arms eventually collapsed to the bed and she grabbed on tightly to the bedsheet as if bracing for impact.

"Uhn. Uhn. Ah."

Before you complain, it's hard as hell to find the words to describe her moans. Just be grateful I'm even trying and not just resorting to just stating that she moaned.

"So this is where you like it best," I said as I found her sweetest erogenous location inside her vagina and began concentrating on pressing up against it with my meat stick.

I took my index and middle finger, pressed them against each other, licked it, then proceeded to flick the bean whilst stroking the area in her walls that was causing her to moan and drool as if she had forgotten that she was a respected idol that people looked up to.

She had things she wanted to say during it all but whenever my rod hit that spot again, she was interrupted and her eyes rolled back.

"You look like a dirty little slut right now."

She was shocked by what I had called her but before she could scold me, my mushroom tip pressed that sensual spot once more and she let out an uncontrollable, "Hngh!"

This pussy was all that I had been imagining it was going to be.

No, it was more.

I thought with all the boyfriends she's had, it wouldn't hit the same but I was so wrong.

She was tight like a virgin without having to deal with the issues of breaking the hymen or having to go slow for a while with a first-timer.

'Thank you ex-boyfriends for having small dicks and being trash at sex,' I thought to myself, a single tear in my eye as I looked up at the sky.

They weren't in heaven but they might as well be because I was taking their favorite ex and molding her vagina to fit the shape of my penis.

In the shape of an L on her forehead.

Rest in peace you legend.

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