episode_0415

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“……Hah, ngh.”

It was already fully inside me.

Completely in.

The thick pressure pressing insistently there—my cervix. Is that my cervix?

Instead of the flood of thoughts swirling in my head, all that escaped me were humiliating moans.

Until now, I had been reaching climax in an unsightly mess, but now, I focused on steadying my breathing, trying to adjust to this unfamiliar pressure.

I knew it would be like this.

Anyone could see how big it was, how thick—of course it would be like this.

Unlike the sticky pleasure I’d seen in videos, this wasn’t making me moan like a bitch in heat—it just hurt.

Then again, forcing open a hole that struggled even with two fingers was bound to have this result…

The sensation felt like it was piercing all the way up to my navel.

Had a woman’s pussy always stretched this far?

Was my cervix really getting crushed like this?

For a brief moment, I tried to picture a crude anatomy diagram in my head, despite not knowing much about it.

Then, the next wave of sensation hit, and I dropped the whiteboard marker I’d been holding.

“Ngh, …ah, hah…?”

No matter how wet I was, shoving a fist into a cardboard tube was impossible.

And this was fundamentally the same.

Every time Seo Woojin forced that thick flesh dildo deeper, my stretched walls screamed danger signals all the way to my brain.

Every time he tried to pull it out slowly, I begged—wait, just wait a second—

Gritting my teeth, I cursed the thick glans I’d seen earlier.

…That grotesque thing was scraping against my delicate walls, making it feel like my insides were being dragged out.

If I let out these bitch-like moans now—

I knew.

It would just excite that rutting male even more.

I was only using this dildo to study what Baek Jiho might like, after all.

Since this was my first time, mistakes were inevitable.

But the important thing was that I was the one deciding how to move the dildo.

The initiative was mine.

Had to be mine.

So when Seo Woojin pushed deep inside me again, I shoved against his muscular chest with my hand.

My voice was a mess, tangled with moans, but I didn’t have time to care.

“W-wait… pull it… ngh, fuck… pull it… out…”

Maybe I was too incoherent.

Even though I’d clearly told him to pull out, Seo Woojin just pinned my wrist to the bed, too busy chasing his own pleasure.

He shoved that hideous dildo into my twitching walls,

pulled it back slowly when it wouldn’t go any deeper—like he was being considerate—

then let out a heavy breath.

All he did was keep thrusting it in and out, slick and wet.

It wasn’t the obscene, slapping sounds like when he’d done it with Hayun, but this wasn’t any better.

This way, all we’d do was satisfy our own urges—I wouldn’t learn a thing about what men liked.

And because the pace was so slow, every sensation felt even more vivid…

No, no.

Anyway.

This was a total loss.

Biting my lip to stifle my moans, I squirmed and pushed against Seo Woojin again.

“Seo Woo…jin, ……♡?!”

That was when it happened.

Just as the pain from the initial penetration had started to fade.

Seo Woojin pressed even deeper, forcing a choked gasp from me—and then the dildo hit something.

I couldn’t pinpoint exactly where.

Somewhere below my navel. Not my back—lower stomach area.

It was like the dildo, which had been forcing its way inside, suddenly scraped against the front wall of my pussy—drag, drag—

There was no way it was accidental. He had to be doing it on purpose.

But what was it?

Still catching my breath from the lingering shivers down my spine,

Seo Woojin lowered himself slightly, exhaling heavily near my ear as he thrust in again.

“Hah……?”

That strange spot from before.

Deliberately.

Relentlessly.

Over.

And over.

He kept hitting it.

“W-wait… pull… pull it out… please…”

Ignoring my pleas, he kept pounding that spot, and soon, the thigh he’d pinned down began trembling uncontrollably.

What followed wasn’t pain—but an unsettling, overwhelming pleasure.

A pleasure so intense it made my usual solo sessions feel pitiful in comparison, crawling up my spine and tightening around my entire body.

This… felt like when Seo Woojin had licked my clit so carefully earlier…

…No, not even close.

This was far more dangerous.

Back then, I’d already been overstimulated by his fingers, on the verge of cumming.

But now, I was still slick and sensitive after cumming, being fucked by a dildo.

If I’d been stimulated like this while still dripping and throbbing…

I would’ve made an even worse mess of myself.

I considered using my powers to shove him off, but my arms had no strength left.

Covering my mouth with the back of my hand was already my limit—all I could do was pant desperately, eyes squeezed shut.

And Seo Woojin showed no signs of pulling out.

He just kept ruthlessly attacking what must’ve been my weak spot.

The entrance that had only felt pain before was now soaked, slick sounds filling the air.

In the end, I gave in.

“Ngh, hah… s-slow… at least… go slow…”

Honestly, the thrusting wasn’t even fast.

No animalistic movements like in porn, nothing close to the sounds I’d heard when he’d fucked Hayun.

Just slow, deliberate—pushing the dildo all the way to where it made me react embarrassingly,

dragging it back out to scrape against my soaked walls,

then repeating.

And yet, it felt good.

Better than when I’d first learned to masturbate,

better than when I’d figured out how to cum from my clit alone,

…better than anything with Seo Woojin.

As I panted behind my arms, begging him to go slow,

after a few more thrusts, an unexpected response came.

“……? …Huh….”

“Hah…”

…He just pulled the dildo out.

Sure, I had asked him to pull out, to go slow…

But the timing was weird.

“…….”

Had he cum without me noticing? But no.

The condom between my thighs was still wrapped snugly around the shaft, just like before.

Well, except for the faintest trace of blood smeared on it.

Then, Seo Woojin rested his cock on my lower stomach, breathing heavily.

When he’d fucked Hayun, he’d gone at it like an animal, barely even winded. But now, he looked just as exhausted as back then.

All he’d done was go slow.

Why was he so worn out?

Was it the position?

Or was going slow harder for him?

Lost in thought, I barely registered when Seo Woojin finally spoke.

“Actually, I think you should be the one moving. It’s weird if the dildo’s the only thing doing the work.”

“…….”

We just talked about this earlier.

You just got carried away and fucked me with it.

I could have argued, but I held back.

What good would getting angry do?

Pointless.

“…Then just lie back. …I’ll ride you.”

At least the break had dulled that strange pleasure from before.

Even if I had to clear my throat a few times before speaking, it wasn’t suspicious.

…Why was I even worried about seeming suspicious?

Had it really been that embarrassing to feel good just once?

But never mind that.

Hesitantly shifting, I climbed onto Seo Woojin, kneeling over him.

“…Don’t expect much. It’s my first time.”

“Who’d criticize a first-timer? I’m not an idiot.”

“…….”

I didn’t thank him.

Too awkward.

Instead, without a word, I reached down and gripped his stiff cock.

…The slickness was probably lube from the condom and my own wetness.

The blood had mostly mixed in and disappeared, so that had to be it.

I wiped my sticky hand on my thigh, then reached lower.

No way I could hold just the tip to guide it in.

I’d have to grip the base, steady it, then lower myself onto it.

“…….”

But strangely.

This part was completely dry.

No wetness from my own fluids, no contact with the condom—just dry skin for about two knuckles’ worth.

…Which meant, even after going that deep earlier, there was still length left.

If I slipped and dropped all the way down…

Swallowing hard, I carefully lowered my hips.

This was only if I made a mistake.

If I didn’t mess up,

it’d be fine.

…Probably.

“……Hah, ……, ngh…”

Pressing the glans against my entrance, I sank down—and sure enough,

the same overwhelming pressure from before returned.

The feeling of forcing open a tight hole, then pushing even deeper, past the entrance.

For someone like me, who’d only ever touched the opening with my fingers, it was still completely foreign.

But one thing had changed.

It didn’t hurt as much as the first time.

Maybe I’d gotten used to it from Seo Woojin moving on his own—now, the pleasure from the friction outweighed the pain.

In other words.

I could enjoy normal sex now.

Even though I hadn’t taken the entire length, just the glans—I could feel it.

…The size difference made it hard to be sure, but if it was like this…

Wouldn’t I be able to feel it with Baek Jiho too, even if he was smaller?

Smiling faintly in relief, I shifted my hips slightly—

“…….”

…But if I just took it a little deeper.

That spot Seo Woojin had scraped against—the one that felt so good.

It’d be right there.

…Baek Jiho wouldn’t reach it, no matter how hard he tried.

But this guy.

Had plenty to spare.

“Why’d you stop? Did your legs give out or something?”

“…J-just getting used to it…?”

“Ah.”

If Seo Woojin hadn’t gotten carried away,

if I’d been able to ride him like this from the start like we’d agreed,

I would’ve realized sooner—just this much felt amazing.

…Or maybe, well… How the hell was I supposed to practice with this stupid dildo—

Things would’ve ended half-heartedly.

Lost in thought, I finally—

“…Ngh, ……hah…”

—understood.

Learned.

Lowering myself further, grinding the glans against that sweet spot,

shivering from the tingling pleasure,

…over,

and over,

lifting my hips,

then sinking back down,

until I was panting like an idiot, head hanging low.

Baek Jiho won’t reach here when we have sex.

I’ll have to secretly use a ‘dildo’ to hit it later.

Dazed, lost in the rhythm, I kept moving mindlessly until—

“……Hah…, ……hah…, ……h, ah…?”

Squelch, splurt…, splurt…, spl…

Before I knew it, sweat covered my body.

My bra straps, which I hadn’t bothered removing, slipped down my arms.

And only when I felt the absurd amount of cum through the condom did I finally stop.

“…Why’d you cum so much…? The condom’s like a… little water balloon…”

“Beats me… Felt way better than I expected, so I panicked…”

“…….”

“Your boyfriend’s gonna love it. …Seriously.”

The condom, stretched thin at the entrance before plopping out, bloated with thick cum.

The faintest trace of blood still visible, though mostly faded.

Looking at it, I wanted to say I’d enjoyed it too,

…but something stopped me.

So I just swallowed the words.