First Experience (1)
"S-Seoha. Haven't you had enough by now?"
What?! That was nothing like the conversation I'd just held with Franc, reading her lips!
I buried my face between her breasts and shook my head hard, and Hwayeon's chest heaved and swayed wildly with the motion. All the while I was working loose the top three of the eight buttons down the front of her blouse, and the swell of her breasts was slowly coming into view. I pressed my nose into that place, thick with the fresh scent of plums, and drew a breath in and out. It must have tickled. I felt Hwayeon shiver in fine little tremors.
I put my strength into it, laid her down on the sofa, and climbed on top of her.
"Ah?!"
The moment I settled between her legs, the button-front pencil skirt sprang open with them and rolled up over her thighs. I caught both thighs in my hands and spread them wide, and the skirt shoved all the way to her waist, leaving her panties and the cleft between her legs shamefully bare.
Buttons popped in a rapid scatter. Through the skirt fallen open, the mound hidden beneath those erotic black panties filled my eyes completely. My heart began to hammer. Blood rushed to my head, and my breathing grew steadily rougher. The jet-black lace covering her sex, and the plump rise of the mound beneath it, swelled my second self past anything I could endure.
"S-Seoha. W-we mustn't…"
She clutched my shoulder with a desperate face and pleaded, but there wasn't a shred of strength in her voice.
"That's just a roundabout way of asking me to take you, isn't it? You don't get to say that while your thighs are spread wide as a frog's."
At that, Hwayeon flushed scarlet, covered her mouth with both hands, and burned with shame.
And it was the truth. If Hwayeon set her mind to it, shoving me off would be simpler than taking a drink of water.
"Franc. I'm sorry. I can't hold back anymore."
Franc had been watching with both hands over her face and only her eyes peeking through. At my words she gave a small nod. I'd gotten her permission. All that remained was…
Feeling a heart that seemed ready to burst, I stared straight into Hwayeon's eyes.
"Nngh…"
"If you don't want this, say so now. I'll stop."
"…"
For a moment she met my gaze. Then Hwayeon let her lids fall softly shut and turned her face away.
That's permission, isn't it?!
I reached out the hands I'd been bracing on the sofa, caught her cheeks, turned her back to me, and kissed her. When I parted her lips and pushed my tongue in, she began to suck on it without the slightest hesitation. Soon she reached up, wrapped her arms around my neck, and answered the kiss with heat.
I dropped one hand, undid the remaining buttons of the silk blouse already mostly open down the front, and spread the fabric wide. We were trading tongues so fervently that I couldn't see her bare breasts with my own eyes in the daylight, but through Spatial Perception the pretty teardrop shape of them, and the nipples standing stiff and erect, were perfectly clear.
A soft kiss. A wet suck. A lick.
"Nn. Nnnn…"
The hook had come undone, leaving the bra loose. I slipped a hand beneath it and seized a breast so full I couldn't gather even half of it in one palm, fondling it however I pleased. Every time I squeezed hard, flesh spilled out between my fingers. I choked down the breath that wanted to roughen under a pleasure I couldn't contain.
How can a sensation like this even exist?
Elastic, swaying breasts with a feel that seemed ready to melt my palm — a fantastic texture I had never once known in my life.
"Aht!"
I pinched the nipple standing upright and brushing my fingers, and Hwayeon's breathing grew rougher still, the trembling of her body coming faster. Even the face twisting with desire looked lovely. I studied it through Spatial Perception while I stole her lips, nibbled her tongue, and warped her breasts in my hand, and my reason began to sway as if it might give way entirely.
Kiss. A deeper kiss. A suck.
"Haahng…?"
As I drew away from her lips and raised my upper body, Hwayeon — a single tear clinging to the corner of her eye — looked up at me with a pitiful expression that asked why I had stopped. That face, as if begging me not to leave, made me want to claim those lips again, full of the taste and scent of plum. I swallowed.
I looked down at the breasts I had been kneading through the kiss, and at the nipples swollen with blood. Through the mostly undone front, the disheveled bra rested across her upper chest, and beneath it a pair of breasts so perfect I could only call them art shyly revealed themselves. Hwayeon's flushed, undone face and her bared breasts made the world before my eyes seem to waver.
"Hah!"
I reached out and seized a breast hard, and a cute moan spilled out that I could hardly believe had come from Hwayeon. I flicked the small pink nipple standing rigidly erect, and her waist jumped in little spasms. When I touched that peak with my fingers, an unfamiliar hardness came through to me.
"Hnnngh!"
Eyes closed, brows drawn, face turned aside — the sight was truly bewitching. One hand over her mouth, the other gripping the back of the sofa, she trembled, and I could tell she was feeling a faint pleasure. I tried to pull aside the lace bra still covering part of her breasts, but the shoulder straps caught and it wouldn't come free.
Uh — wait. To get this off, her arms have to…
While I fumbled like a fool, Hwayeon, who had been watching me with eyes steeped in pleasure, seemed to recover her composure. She let out a soft breath of laughter, lifted herself slightly, and slipped the blouse off. She twisted, drew one bra strap from her shoulder, then the other, and covering her breasts with the bra itself, she wore a rapturous smile.
"My breasts… do you want to see them?"
Nod, nod, nod!
I nodded like a man possessed. Hwayeon stared straight into my face and, as if determined to torment me, drew the bra away with leisurely slowness.
And the large breasts that came into view.
"Beautiful…"
Fully revealed, they were a perfect teardrop, perfect enough that the admiration left me on its own. Hemispheres so white that faint veins showed through, taut as if defying gravity, and at their tips nipples and areolae of a pink so pale it was nearly white, slightly flushed, set apart from the rest of the breast. An ideal pair — so much so that it was hard to believe they were merely flesh of fat and skin attached to a chest.
When I brushed the tips lightly with my hand, the blood-warmed nipples scraped my palm.
"Hhhk!"
I looked at Hwayeon, trembling as she covered her mouth with both hands to hold the moan in, then slowly brought my lips to a nipple.
"…!!"
When I took the hardened tip between my teeth, her eyes flew open and her upper body writhed. The breast, soft as pudding, swayed, but with the nipple caught in my mouth the tremor didn't last.
"…! …! …!!"
Trusting in her physical enhancement, I nibbled the slightly stiffened nipple, and a suppressed sound burst not from the mouth hidden behind her hands but from her nose. I chewed and licked the left one for a long while, then released it — soaked in my saliva and flushed red — and took the nipple of the right breast into my mouth. Hwayeon's slender waist convulsed hard.
Having toyed just as mercilessly with the right, I stroked her hairless armpit, passed her side, came down to her waist, and caressed the raised line of her abdominal muscles.
"Haa, haat. Hnnn."
Listening to her rough breathing, I licked the navel between those flexing muscles, and a spasm ran through her lower belly.
"~!! Hhk! Hk!"
I teased her by circling the tip of my tongue as if to widen the navel, and from above my head her suppressed moans burst out again and again. I tormented her long enough that even the skin around it grew hot, and then I faced the second gate. The skirt may have lost its function entirely, but it was still in the way all the same.
I found the hook, undid it, and pulled downward. The second gate gave way without a fight. I flung the black skirt behind me and lowered my gaze. A smooth, firm lower belly, and beneath it the last bastion, hiding the swollen mound and the secret garden.
I lowered my face, rubbed my nose once along that smooth, taut belly, then sucked hard at the skin with my lips.
"Ahk!"
…Heh heh heh.
The kiss mark engraved in the center of that spotless lower belly looked, at a glance, like a tattoo set over the womb. Leaving my trace in a territory no one had ever invaded filled my chest with a satisfaction I couldn't put into words.
Further down, I gazed for a moment at the thin, narrow scrap of cloth covering her secret place, then reached out and stroked her white, sturdy thighs. Hwayeon, who had been watching my every move while breathing short and fast, suddenly put strength into her waist and thighs, arched her back like a bow, and trembled without even managing a sound.
The plum scent deepened, and spots of her wetness spread across the panties. I swallowed, brought my face to the inside of her thigh, and licked. The muscles there writhed continuously, as if they didn't know what to do with themselves.
"S-Seoha! Wait, just a moment, sto— aaaah!"
The scent of her fluids was plum as well. Licking along the inner thigh and heading gradually toward the petals, the deepening fragrance made my head feel as if it might go blank. Hwayeon's hands moved as if to push my head away, but their strength was less than a baby's.
At last I arrived over the panties and pressed my tongue to the place where her clitoris lay. Hwayeon began to tremble at the waist again and spill rough breaths. I lifted my head to look at her face. Half-melted by the pleasure welling up in her, she was staring at the ceiling.
Parched as if my throat were on fire, I swallowed and stared fixedly at her crotch. The jet-black lace was already soaked through and had lost its color, and clear fluid was running down along her thighs. I smiled faintly, buried my nose in the mound beyond the panties, and breathed in with all my strength.
"~~!! Aaaah…!"
I set my lips against the place where her clitoris lay beyond the blanched fabric and rubbed, keeping my nose buried in the mound as I drank in the scent, and Hwayeon's body began to convulse. Lower still, I licked that soaked place, and a sweet-tart plum taste struck my tongue. I reached out and pressed the lower edge of the panties with my fingers, and thick fluid smeared them to the full.
"Ahk!"
It seemed as if Hwayeon's cry had burst out of her. I couldn't tell. I reached to pull the panties down, but the convulsing waist and thighs wouldn't let me get them off.
"Hmph!"
Riiip!
I tore them without hesitation, and the secret place I had only ever examined through Spatial Perception spread naked before my eyes.
The protruding mound and the outer lips were a bare hill without a single hair, and from the secret cave her wetness flowed, soaking the valley where a red flower bloomed. Petals ordinarily hidden perfectly inside those plump outer lips had flushed faintly and now sat, drenched, between them where they had parted left and right. A drop that had run from the valley passed over the pretty pink anus, its mouth tightly closed. A rapturous form that sent saliva sliding down my throat on its own.
Above the petals, where the inner and outer lips met, a clitoris flushed with blood and pushing its hood aside caught my eye. Hwayeon was watching me look at that precious place with a trembling, tense expression, so I gave her a small smile, then slowly licked her clitoris, just lightly.
"Hwaaaahng!"
Plum, just as I'd thought.
I reached out and parted the outer lips slightly with my thumb, and — "Haaahng!" — fluid poured down as if I'd turned on a faucet. I licked endlessly at it, thick as honey and sweet as plum. When it lessened, I spread the outer lips again. Then enough flowed to satisfy me, and I licked, and when it dried, once more…
Hwayeon's small, strengthless, panting voice reached my ear.
"Se… ha. Hk. Seoha. Aaaah… stop, please stop…"
I felt her hands catch in my hair, but I ignored them and opened the outer lips protecting the petals wide with my thumbs. I could see a tiny hole like the eye of a needle, but not the cute little opening that ought to lead into the secret chamber.
According to the videos, it should be down under here, shouldn't it?
I tilted my head, then set a thumb near the perineum and drew the skin toward the anus. Only then did a small, cute opening come into view, along with a thin membrane blocking about two-thirds of it.
Something snapped in my head. I roughly undid my tie and threw off the school-uniform jacket and dress shirt in a single motion. I flung the jet-black vest aside as well, then peeled off trousers and underwear together and tossed them away. Hwayeon stared at me — flushed, twitching — with a face of pure shock, and cried out.
"Th-that's impossible! Something like that won't go in!"
"It won't go in? Something even bigger than this went down Franc's narrow throat."
At that, Hwayeon stared blankly at Franc, and Franc, her face ripe and red, avoided the look.
I concentrated Mana Sieve into my member and made it a monster — twenty-five centimeters long, seven thick — then asked her.
"Hwayeon. Look at me. What do you think of this?"
"…I-it's big… and beautiful."
Past surprise and into a daze, she looked at my penis glowing blue, then slowly reached out and began to stroke it. A shocking length that still had room to spare even gripped in both hands, and a girth one hand could barely close around — Hwayeon's face went pale, and Franc watched with worry as well.
"Don't worry. I won't use this one the first time."
I released the Mana Sieve gathered there and returned it to an ordinary size, fifteen centimeters long and four thick. Only then did the color come back to Hwayeon's face. She swallowed and fiddled with the head. At her touch, a tingling ran through my hips.
"I-it still seems big, though…"
"Then shall we use the one from before? If the first time is big, everything after will be easier."
"N-no!"
Startled, she denied it violently, then went back to slowly playing with the head. She came down the shaft, let out a hot sigh at the way blue veins wrapped the pillar, and fiddled with the sac beneath.
"B-but why is this twitching so much…?"
"Because it feels good when you touch it."
She looked at the head bobbing up and down as if it were nodding, heat in her eyes, then swallowed and carefully put out her pink tongue to lick it.
"Ngh!"
A small moan escaped me at a stimulation greater than her hands, and courage seemed to find her. She put out more of her tongue and began licking me this way and that. At that service, thick with affection, my belly gurgled. It felt as if I might spill at any moment. Receiving her mouth, the urge to come rose steadily.
I can make semen with TP, too. Maybe I should let one out first…?
"Use your mouth."
"W-what?"
"Take it in your mouth and swallow."
At my words, that face — beautiful as a goddess — flushed once more, and she hesitated.
"I… a-all right."
She worked her throat and swallowed once more, then opened her mouth as wide as she could and began to take the head inside.
"Ugh. Don't use your teeth. It hurts."
"S-sorry."
I had Mana Mode on, so it wasn't truly painful, but something hard against a place grown sensitive still hurt a little. Hearing me, she drew her lips in, wrapped them around me, and while her tongue gently traced the groove of the head, she began to move slowly back and forth.
"Nnnngh."
Every time the head slipped in and out of her mouth and her tongue tickled the shaft, it felt as if my belly were boiling. Even with both her hands gripping the root and only the head under her tongue, the pleasure was greater than when I did it myself. Perhaps taking courage from my furrowed face, she kept me in her mouth, looked up at me, and caressed me in earnest.
A beauty like Hwayeon had me in her mouth and was doing this. Excitement surged past anything I could hold, and a thrilling current began to run along my spine. A woman this pretty was my girlfriend. Two months ago I'd been the kind of guy who shut himself in his room and masturbated alone, and now a beauty like this was giving me—
"Ngh. I'm gonna come!"
I ran Mana Sieve through my lower belly as it began to heave, furrowed my brows, and looked down at her. At my words she tried to spit me out in a hurry. But—
"?!"
Franc fixed Hwayeon with frightening eyes and cried out, and Hwayeon startled, then took me back into her mouth.
"Kh! I-I'm coming!"
I fixed her head with both hands, drove the head as deep as it would go into her throat, felt a thrilling pleasure surge from my lower belly, and shot with all my strength!
"Uuuk?!"
My member jabbed at her throat. She twisted her face sharply and wore a look of distress, but that sight only made the sadistic thrill and the sharp pleasure surge higher. Mana Sieve spun even more violently, manufacturing semen in the same instant I came.
Kkh!
It poured like water from a tap. Hwayeon held it in her mouth to the limit, but in the end she couldn't endure it and began to swallow.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp!
"…!!"
Eyes closed, brows knit, she swallowed several times — then in an instant her brows lifted, her eyes flew wide, and trembling all over she began to drink even more passionately.
"Mmmm!"
"Kkh!"
Watching her swallow, that small throat bobbing, rapture boiled up and whipped the pleasure higher still. I spent fiercely into her mouth for a dozen seconds and more. The hollow feeling in my gut nearly ushered in that dreaded post-climax clarity, but when Mana Sieve consumed TP and manufactured semen in bulk, the clarity that had been about to arrive fled in a hurry.
Gulp. Gulp.
"Haaaah… I-I've never… tasted anything like this."
Looking dazed, she swallowed down to the last drop in her mouth. Then, face gone slack, she saw what still smeared the head and the shaft and — without even being told — began to clean it herself with her mouth and tongue!
When she finished, she clutched her lower belly and began to pant, looking at me with eyes brimming and unsteady.
"Hnnn… S-Seoha. My belly… my insides are hot…"
Her belly's hot?
"A-ahk…"
She bent forward and began to tremble.
One release had cooled my head somewhat. I looked through her with Spatial Perception, and there it was — semen glowing blue, sloshing and swaying in her stomach. The TP mixed into what I had poured into her was reacting with the Phase Power inside her body, stirring that power vigorously awake.
"Haa, haa. Seoha!"
"Urk?!"
She had been breathing short and fast. Suddenly she shot to her feet and threw her arms around me.
"Seoha, Seohaa. Hahk, nnnn… Seohaaa."
Flushed red, sweating, she rubbed her moist naked body against mine as if she were burning up and didn't know what to do. From between her legs, her wetness was flowing at nearly twice the rate as before. She looked up at me with a face whose eyes seemed to have turned into hearts, and my own chest grew hot. I shoved her back and toppled her onto the sofa.
When I spread those two white, firm legs into an M, even her heated heart seemed ashamed of the posture. She closed her eyes and covered her face with both hands. I brought my member — still twitching, still triumphant — slowly to her smooth, hairless petals and rubbed the tip against them to take aim.
I swallowed.
Between me, slick and shining with her saliva, and her, still gushing honey, getting inside shouldn't be much of a problem. I gripped the root, rubbed the head against her sex, and pressed her blood-flushed clitoris, and she too began to tremble and spill moans.
How should I do this? Like a beast? Or soft and gentle?
Fifteen centimeters. The length of her, to the mouth of the womb, was only thirteen. If I drove in hard, I would reach the cervix. So if I wanted, both a rough act that struck the womb and a gentle one that worked her sweet spot were possible.
…Is this really the moment to be working that out? First things first. I'm going in!