Real First Experience (3)
"Haaah... Nngh... ♥"
Min Deulle's moans echoed off the bathroom walls. The initial stiffness had completely melted away. Whether from the warm water or my caresses, her pussy was quickly adapting to my cock. What had started as a tight grip from her inner walls now slid slickly along my shaft, welcoming it in and squeezing it out.
"O-Oppa... What do we do? It feels too good... ♥"
Every time I gently thrust my hips upward, her breasts jiggled enticingly. Her skin, slick with water and even more translucent, her flushed cheeks, her eyes glazed over in pleasure—all of it right there in front of me, within arm's reach.
I'm going fucking insane.
This wasn't a dream. It was the result of my manipulated past, made real. That truth sent shivers racing up my spine every time it circled my mind.
"Deulle."
"Y-Yes... Nngh, o-oppa..."
"Is today a dangerous day for you by any chance?"
I buried myself fully inside her and whispered in her ear. She shuddered. Even if it was, nothing would change. Pulling out now to finish outside would be ridiculous at this point. No matter what happened, I was ready to take responsibility—I was going to cum deep inside her.
"N-No... It's a s-safe day..."
Min Deulle gazed up at me with hazy eyes for a moment before shaking her head.
"You sure?"
"Y-Yeah... ♥"
Now she was moving her hips too, rocking against me even when I held still, stimulating my cock on her own.
"Cum inside... Please fill me up..."
I couldn't tell if it was a lie or the truth. But right now, those words from her lips were all I needed. I erased any hesitation and drove my hips harder.
"Nngh...! Oppa, oppaaa... ♥"
The wet slap of flesh filled the bathroom. Min Deulle clung to my neck, wrapping one leg around my waist and timing her own hip movements to match mine. I held back the rising urge to cum as long as I could. Maybe it would be better to finish quick without overwhelming her, but I couldn't.
Just a little longer... Even one more second of this sensation...
I shook my hips faster and brought my hand to her throat.
"Ngh... ♥"
She gripped my wrist tightly with both hands, swaying her hips in a daze like a bitch in heat. Thanks to the countless deep orgasms she'd had in dreams, even for her first time, she climaxed over and over. Just a light squeeze on her neck made her face melt in ecstasy.
"I'm gonna cum."
In the final moment, I thrust upward with all my strength, pinning her against the bathroom wall, my tip lifting her womb. The leg wrapped around my waist went slack. Her pussy quivered in intense orgasm, milking me desperately.
Spluuuurt!!!! Spluuuurt-spluuuurt-spluuuurt!!!! Spuuuurt-spluuuurt!!!!!!!
"Ahh... ♥"
As I started cumming, her eyes rolled back blankly, mouth slightly agape, unsure where to look. Her toes barely touched the ground as her legs trembled, savoring the creampie.
I really... fucked her.
Spluuuurt!!!
Seconds later, semen backflowed. I'd ravaged skin no one had ever tasted before today. Pouring my seed into her pure body, untouched by any other man. So much that it oozed out between the folds clinging to my cock. It felt like the most I'd ever cum in my life, all at once.
Root-deep is great, but...
I pulled back slightly. Having done it countless times in dreams, finding her womb entrance was easy.
"Haaah... ♥"
The backflow paused. I was still cumming, but nothing leaked out. Simple reason—I'd angled perfectly to pump it straight into her womb, giving it space to swell.
But even that didn't last. Her small womb filled up in no time.
"Wh-what? Why is it still...?"
Finally, Min Deulle started questioning it. Normally, the dream would end here. She'd wake before fully savoring the afterglow, left swallowing regret in reality while emptying into a condom.
"Told you. This isn't a dream."
I released her throat and hugged her again. Her hole clenched around my sensitive post-cum cock. The intense afterglow I'd never tasted in dreams—feeling each other's body heat, heartbeats through pressed chests—made this moment feel ten times better.
"..."
How much time passed like that? We were still in the bathroom. My cock was still inside her, hot water still running. Nothing had changed. She wouldn't return to her hospital bed. Because this was reality now.
"It's really... not ending..."
"..."
"Usually... I wake up right after you cum."
Min Deulle hugged me tightly. I couldn't see her face, but I could imagine her confusion.
"This is really... not a dream?"
"Would you prefer it was?"
"..."
She said nothing.
"Think you can go again?"
"Huh?"
I stroked her back as I continued.
"It's a shame for your first time to end like this in the bathroom."
"..."
"Let's go to the bed."
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It's really not ending. What the hell is going on?
I racked my brain the whole way from the shower to the bed. But I still didn't get it. The dream should've ended the moment he creampied me. Yet here I was, still in his room. His bedroom. On his bed.
"Ngh...!"
"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
"No. Just a little s-sore down there."
Oppa climbed onto the bed, looking worried. The sharp ache below and the bloated fullness in my lower belly—these were sensations I'd never felt, not even in dreams. Could a dream create this? The pain of losing virginity, the feeling of a womb stuffed with cum—how?
Am I in some parallel world? Or is this schizophrenia? I can't make sense of it...
I ran my hand over the bed. Softer and fluffier than expected, nothing like the bathroom tiles or cold walls.
Wait... Does that mean I really crossed the line with oppa? In reality?
I gently stroked my lower belly, then pressed lightly. Splurt—my womb compressed, and a bit of the cum pooled inside leaked out. I could really feel his seed inside my pussy. If this was real, I'd crossed an irreversible river.
Oh no, what if unnie saw those pictures?
Anxiety started building. I'd gone wild thinking it was a dream. What if she told Mom or Jangmi unnie? Would I really have to run away and live with oppa?
That's when it happened. Oppa positioned himself between my legs.
"Ah..."
His cock had swollen back to terrifying size already. Hard to believe it'd all fit inside me. But instead of thrusting right in, like in that one dream, he laid it on my lower belly. So hot. The raw heat against my skin below my navel gave me chills.
He looked down at me like a predator eyeing delicious prey, deciding where to start.
Wh-what do I do? It actually is a dangerous day...
I'd lied in the bathroom. Figured I'd wake up anyway. Believed it was a dream.
It's fine. If I get pregnant... we can just get married.
I knew it was a naughty thought, but I'd do anything to stay by his side. Even on a safe day, a healthy girl could get pregnant anytime.
"G-Gonna keep going?"
"Why? Wanna stop? If you're tired, we can."
His hand gently stroked my thigh. But his expression said otherwise. His eyes screamed he wanted back inside me. The cock on my belly twitched, begging for my warmth.
How can I say no to that look?
I spread my legs slightly. Not too eagerly. This might really be reality now. Probably was.
"Y-You can't tell from just once. Maybe I'll wake up after the next cum, or the one after."
"..."
"So... we should test it a few more times."
"Still think it's a dream?"
Oppa pulled back and slowly prepared to enter.
"Guess I'll have to creampie you over and over until you believe me."
"Haaah... ♥"
I gripped the sheets, trembling. The pain was almost gone. The familiar spreading sensation from my dreams climbed my spine, pure pleasure. The fullness made my back arch naturally. Oppa entered slowly, heavily, not rushing. He didn't stop at my womb entrance—he pressed right through until our hips met fully.
"..."
"..."
We stared silently. Lying on oppa's bed, filled completely with him. The man I loved gazing down at me with deep satisfaction. It felt like just the two of us in the world, sensing each other's existence most intensely, most closely.
Is... is this happiness? Can a person be happier than this?
If it's a dream, I don't want to wake. Yeah. Actually, like oppa said, I hope this is real.
But that thought didn't last long.
♪~ ♬~ ♩~ ♬~
A cheerful melody shattered the silence. From the bathroom. More precisely, from the pocket of my clothes in the laundry basket out front.