012. First Time (3)

Sex is different from masturbation in that the act doesn’t end just because you ejaculate.

Even after I pour out my desire, the woman’s body, exuding a lewd scent, remains connected to me.

I can hold her,

I can lick her,

I can taste her one more time.

I carefully pull out my thick cock that had been tormenting her cunt.

I also remove the condom, its tip bulging and faintly stained with the traces of our encounter.

I’ve surely had rougher sex than this, but I’ve definitely never ejaculated this much before.

I meticulously tie up that thing I want to shove in her face someday and toss it onto the duvet I’m lying on.

“Haaah…”

No one taught me this, but after ejaculating, a sigh naturally escapes, and a chill runs down my spine.

She probably didn’t learn this from anyone either, but she gasps for breath, her body trembling.

It might differ from person to person, but I really love the emptiness that follows after spewing out desire like this.

Because it makes me feel like I’ve conquered the woman right in front of me.

I feel like touching her skin a little more.

“…Turn onto your side. I’m going to hold you.”

I get off Seo Haeun, retrieve the pillow I had tucked at my waist, and lie down next to her, spooning.

This is a position couples or lovers might do, but it doesn’t suit me and Seo Haeun.

I really liked this position.

Because I can feel the other person’s body with more than just my eyes.

Her side breast, visible even from behind.

The curve that dips inward past her ribs, then suddenly shoots up from her pelvis.

Her buttocks, which are plump and sticking out even though she’s curled up like a shrimp.

“Your body is really beautiful. Haeun-ah.”

I position my cock, showing no signs of dying down despite ejaculating, between her buttocks,

place my hand on her lewd yet soft breasts.

I quietly embrace her.

“…”

Seo Haeun was entrusting her body to me without a word.

She only breathed in short, shallow breaths.

What on earth could she be thinking right now?

A man she had no reason to like.

A man who wasn’t particularly outstanding.

A man with whom she only had bad history.

She had only listened to me for a moment because I seemed dangerous, but when she came to her senses, she was already in the same bed.

Swept away by the alcohol, she even lost the chastity she had maintained until this age.

Although I pushed myself on her a bit forcefully, she never properly refused.

There’s no one to blame.

She must feel resentful.

She probably blames herself.

“…You felt a lot for your first time, didn’t you?”

“…I don’t know about that…”

As the pleasure subsided and her senses returned, her shallow breaths became unstable, and she finally started to whimper.

I had only slept with experienced women before, so this was my first time seeing a woman whimper during pillow talk.

A woman I disliked, held in my arms.

Losing her virginity and hearing her whimpers makes me feel like I’m going crazy.

My sadism,

and desire for conquest surge to the very top.

“In my dreams, I couldn’t stop even when I screamed… but in reality, it wasn’t like that. I thought I was a total piece of shit, but maybe I’m not quite that bad.”

“You bastard… hic…”

But, right now, I had to comfort her.

I held her a little tighter,

and stroked her until she calmed down.

Her hair, or her skin.

And then whispered my love to her once more.

It could be expressed with words,

or with actions.

Whether it was purely platonic love,

or dark, Eros-filled love, it was fine.

“Hic… Haaah. Haa…”

I ran my fingers through her beige hair until her whimpers subsided.

Gently stroking her from her breasts down to her navel, I calmed her mind.

I also gently pressed her heart, which was pounding with a mix of emotions, to slow its pace.

I cooled down her heated body temperature, but kept it lukewarm with my own warmth so it wouldn’t get cold.

“…I’m going to put on a condom, so stay still.”

As soon as I felt her breathing stabilize, I pressed my finger from her navel down to her clit.

My hand, which had been stroking her head, reached back, pulled a condom from the scattered wallet, took it in my mouth, and tore open the packaging.

I skillfully put the condom on without looking and brought my glans to her still slick cunt.

“It won’t hurt as much as the first time, so don’t be nervous.”

I slid my cock in much more easily than before and stopped, keeping it just at the entrance.

Then, I grabbed Seo Haeun’s chin and turned her face towards me.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her hair was soaked.

Despite being drenched, her disheveled face had no smudged makeup.

But strangely, it looked sexier than any makeup.

Is it because the shrimp-like pose she made with the pillow revealed a tempting backside?

Or is it because looking down with my head raised only shows her perky breasts?

Or is it because when I slightly lift my middle finger, which is tickling her clit, I feel her sparse pubic hair?

Or is it because the faint traces of our encounter on the condom I discarded earlier are unforgettable?

I can’t say which is the right answer, but one thing was certain.

“Like I said before, tell me if it hurts. I’ll go slow.”

“…You have no intention of stopping, do you…”

“It’s because you’re turned on. More than any other woman.”

I wasn’t satisfied at all.

A woman like this,

to hold for just one day is too much of a waste.

I can’t be satisfied with just that.

“If you add foreplay like this, it’s much easier to feel pleasure. You felt so much earlier when we kissed and did this.”

“I, didn’t feel it…”

“No, you did. You trembled all over and squeezed my cock. Look. You squeezed it out.”

I picked up the condom I had just used, held it up in front of Seo Haeun’s eyes, forcing her to confront the evidence of her own first experience.

Seo Haeun stared at it with a blank expression, then shut her eyes tightly and turned her head away.

But I had no intention of letting her escape, so I threw the condom aside and turned her face back towards me.

This time, I held her right hand to prevent her from covering her eyes,

lifted my head from the pillow for a moment, and looked down at her.

“Haeun-ah, I don’t know why you accepted me. But I want to satisfy you as much as possible.”

“I never accepted you…”

“You did. You nodded, you said ‘yes’, and you licked my tongue.”

“…I didn’t nod…”

“Don’t worry about trivial things like that. Be honest. …You felt a lot earlier, didn’t you?”

“…Ngh, ugh…”

To her, who didn’t want to admit her embarrassing memories, I thrust my cock a bit roughly.

So that half of my cock tormented her insides.

I pressed down firmly below her navel and pushed deep inside.

“Ah, it hurts…”

“This time, you’re feeling pain, not pleasure, right?”

“Nnnh…”

“Was it better earlier?”

“…”

I thrust my cock roughly again into Seo Haeun, who kept her lips tightly shut.

This time, pressing firmly on her clit.

Going places I hadn’t touched before,

I ravished her ferociously.

“Haaak… Ah, it hurts, I’m telling you it hurts…!”

“Does it hurt? Should I pull out?”

“Pull out, pull out. Quickly… Haaak…”

Responding to her pleas of pain from my inconsiderate thrusts, I carefully withdrew my cock from inside her.

I gently teased her vaginal walls with the angled part of my glans while barely grazing her nipples.

Then, I gently pushed back in, stimulating the erogenous zone she had felt so intensely earlier.

This time, enough to make her nod her head.

I melted Seo Haeun.

“Haak, heek… Hhhuu…”

“This doesn’t hurt?”

“It hurts, though not as much as before…”

“Really?”

“Ngh…! Hhhuuu…”

Again and again,

I continued to gently scrape her vaginal walls without letting up until she admitted it.

Making her recall the pleasure she felt earlier,

but ensuring she couldn’t quite reach that level of pleasure.

“Earlier, I scraped it harder than this, and you seemed to enjoy it much more.”

“What, what are you talking about…!”

“Ah, like that. You were clinging to me, making those ‘ang-ang’ sounds. You squeezed tight every time we kissed.”

“Don’t say, lewd things, don’t say lewd things… Nnnh…!”

“When I thrust my cock deep into Haeun-ah’s virgin cunt, you wrapped your arms around my neck, panting, and sucked my tongue. I remember it all. And I remember your body too.”

“Haaah, haak… Stop, stop it…”

Recounting her first experience with all sorts of vulgar words, I thrust into her vaginal walls just enough to tickle, at a much weaker intensity than before.

Now, I wouldn’t kiss her at all.

I never let go of her right hand, which I held.

And I never pinched her nipples.

Instead, I just pressed her tongue firmly with my finger,

gently scraped her nipples with my fingernail,

brushed past her clit without touching it, and repeatedly stimulated only the area below her navel, as if about to press it.

“Haeun-ah, it’s not enough, is it?”

“Heek, heh… Wh-what’s not…”

Instead, I carefully brought our clasped hands down,

and placed her slender fingers on her clit.

Then I let go of her hand, slipped my arm under her armpit,

and whispered in her ear while freely savoring Seo Haeun’s ample breasts with both my hands.

“If it’s not enough, here. You have hands too, right? …Touch yourself. You’ve masturbated before, haven’t you? Even if I’m your first sexual partner.”

I wasn’t forcing her.

I had merely placed her fingers, painted with clear nail polish, onto her own pussy.

And then I hugged her tightly, squeezed her breasts, and thrust my cock in like during her first experience.

“Ngh… Ngh… Hhhuut…!”

But Seo Haeun,

perhaps overwhelmed by the incoming pleasure, had let go of everything,

madly stroking the clit above her cunt being stimulated by her own fingers,

not even hiding her vulgar moans,

was rubbing her hips against my clashing hipbones.

My body,

my touch,

she was craving.