Mihyun's Last Virginity

I had no idea how much time had passed. Maybe it was the sheer weight of her breasts, but whenever I had Mihyun's tits in my mouth, time seemed to slip away in a dizzying blur. No matter how long I sucked and sucked and sucked again, I never grew tired of them. If anyone ever ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠got bored of sucking on breasts, it could only be because they weren't Kim Mihyun's. The shape, the mass, the texture, the taste—every single detail was perfect. Even those perverted flat-chest enthusiasts would drop to their knees the moment they saw Mihyun's breasts and crawl around begging for just one taste. Of course, I'd never allow those degenerates anywhere near my noona's national-treasure-level tits.

“Mmmh… Haaah… Haaang… Kkueut… Heeeeng…!!!!!”

“Mmm. Slurp, slurp… Good girl. You lasted longer than I expected.”

Mihyun recorded the insane ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pleasure value of 2453 before she could endure no longer and passed out completely. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and checked the clock. It felt like I’d only been sucking for about five minutes, yet thirty had already flown by. Just as I thought—time accelerated in the presence of objects with enormous mass.

I turned on my phone and snapped pictures of the unconscious Mihyun. I’d originally planned to use them only as proof for our bet, so she couldn’t deny it later, but the more I shot, the more my ideas evolved. Click. Click.

I rearranged her limp body into various poses like a doll and kept taking photos. I spread her soaking, swollen pussy wide open with my fingers and captured it, wedged my cock between her massive breasts while making sure her face was clearly visible, and even took shots with my dick resting on her lips.

After finishing the entire photoshoot, I checked the gallery. I’d aimed for that classic celebrity sex-tape aesthetic, and the results were exactly as intended—raw, explicit, and deliciously obscene.

“Her husband would lose his mind if he saw these later, wouldn’t he?”

Just imagining it sent an electric thrill racing up my spine. I had only planned to show him the photos, but taking it one step further suddenly seemed far more entertaining. Who knew the taste of stealing another man’s wife could be this sweet?

“Haa~ Just thinking about it makes me so fucking hard.”

After showing him these pictures, the urge to treat Mihyun like a cheap rag in front of her husband and fuck her without mercy surged inside me. I wanted him to watch her writhe in ecstasy even while I used her like a toilet and feel nothing but absolute despair. For a husband who forced his wife to sell her body, NTR was the perfect punishment.

“Yeah. Let’s just do it.”

If it were me in his place, I’d jump straight into the Han River, but there was zero chance I’d ever end up in that situation.

Because I have the power. It’s your own fault for snatching a treasure like Mihyun noona when you don’t even have what it takes…

I offered a silent prayer for the future of Mihyun noona’s husband, whom I would meet someday. But I felt no pity. Everything was his own karma. I wasn’t the one who had coveted his woman—he had simply stolen Mihyun noona, who was always meant to be mine. Sympathy for a shameless thief would be a waste.

“Mm… So what should I try next…”

I tossed the phone aside and thought for a moment. I considered slipping out to buy handcuffs and a dildo, then tying her up completely before she woke and having some intense playtime. Or grabbing a permanent marker and covering her body in filthy scribbles while taking even more photos.

“Ugh. Too much hassle. I’ll save that for later.”

Each fantasy was incredibly arousing, but the annoyance of leaving the hotel after I’d already come all this way won out. In the end, I decided to simply play with Mihyun’s unconscious body using only my bare hands. It would be nice to explore and caress not just my favorite part—her breasts—but also the areas I couldn’t openly stare at when she was awake.

Noona’s secret erogenous zone was probably… her ear canal, right?

I lay down on the bed, examined the inside of Mihyun’s ear, then extended my pinky and slid it smoothly inside. She clearly maintained it well; it looked spotless, so I felt no real aversion.

“Huh? What the hell? It still rises even when she’s passed out?”

I hadn’t expected the pleasure numbers to appear even after she fainted. They weren’t huge—just a fraction of her peak values—but if I could satisfy my curiosity while she remained unconscious and still earn money, there was no downside for me.

I pulled my finger out, then took Mihyun’s entire ear into my mouth and nibbled on it. The plump earlobe and the soft yet chewy cartilage created an exquisite texture against my teeth. It tasted far better than the heavily seasoned street food I’d eaten earlier. I was half-joking, but at this rate I might actually turn into a cannibal. Still, I couldn’t give up noona’s delicious ears. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes. No—every internal organ, every single brain cell inside her belonged to me.

After all, Mihyun was the woman who had given me her first time. It was only natural.

While devouring her ear, the boiling urge to dominate became too strong to resist, so I sank my teeth into the nape of Mihyun’s neck. If Yeonju’s neck was thin and delicate enough to make me want to bury my molars in and suck her blood, then Mihyun noona’s nape was like freshly steamed glutinous rice cake. Soft, chewy, and utterly addictive.

From her breasts to her ears and now her nape—there wasn’t a single part of Mihyun’s body that didn’t taste good. Well, that was exactly why she was so popular at the officetel.

“Tsk… Fuck, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this pisses me off.”

Just remembering that Mihyun worked as an officetel prostitute made my blood boil all over again. It used to merely bother me, but now that I had the power to change things, I couldn’t suppress the rage. It felt like watching an idiot waste priceless Jeju abalone and Dokdo shrimp to make cup ramen. The cheap kind.

“Goddamn it. You should’ve just stayed as my personal cum bucket. Love is fucking garbage…”

Mihyun wasn’t simply delicious to eat. Being around her made me feel endlessly good. She was the kind of woman who made you want to act spoiled, whose every word radiated warmth and care. That was precisely why it infuriated me even more. That such a woman—the woman I liked—was being devoured by other men and selling her smiles to them.

“What the hell kind of saint is her husband? No matter how badly he needs money, how can he tolerate this?”

At this point he wasn’t a saint—he was just a brain-dead idiot. There were things a man should never lose, no matter what, yet Mihyun’s husband had already thrown them away. An unquestionably pathetic, worthless bastard.

And Mihyun noona still loved that pathetic bastard with all her heart.

Agh, fuck!!! This is so goddamn infuriating.

I stared at Mihyun. She was sleeping so peacefully while I burned with anger, and her relaxed face annoyed me so much I wanted to do something about it. The crime of shaking my emotions like this couldn’t possibly be repaid with a mere hundred million won.

“What should I do…”

But no suitable method came to mind. Mihyun’s body was already public property. I could turn her into my personal toilet if I tried hard enough, but the truth was she already belonged to far too many people.

“…Huh?”

Then, like a lightning bolt, one idea flashed through my mind.

There’s still one left. There has to be.

Like a man finding his way in the middle of the desert, I urgently stood and flipped Mihyun’s sleeping body over. As I rolled her, her ass came into view—plump and juicy, without a trace of cellulite. Just how I liked it.

“Ahem.”

I grabbed both cheeks and spread them apart. The firm yet bouncy flesh felt incredible in a completely different way from her breasts, but I wasn’t interested in mere ass groping right now.

-Sliiide.

Like the Red Sea parting, her plump cheeks spread open, revealing the shy little hole hidden between them. The color hovered somewhere between pink and brown, with natural wrinkles that came with the body’s structure. I lowered my head and took a quick sniff. If she were awake, I never would have dared, but since she was unconscious, there was no issue.

“Sniff sniff. Mm, perfect.”

As expected, Mihyun never disappointed. Even though she worked at an officetel, or rather precisely because she did, her anus carried the clean scent of a flower virgin. The more a person used their body for work, the stricter they were about hygiene.

Even for Mihyun, this has to be her first time back here.

I wasn’t usually interested in anal. When there was a perfectly good, dripping pussy right in front of me, there was no reason to bother with the back door. Besides, no matter how thoroughly someone washed, there were limits. Intestinal activity wasn’t something you could control.

Even after cleaning deep inside, the intestines would just start producing more. In my opinion, no amount of washing would ever be enough. As a pervert with solid hygiene standards, the asshole had always existed beyond the boundary of my tastes.

But if I could claim Mihyun’s first time there, that alone was more than enough reason.

Judging rationally, the odds that Mihyun noona was an anal virgin were very high. The officetel system wasn’t lenient enough to let demanding assholes get their way without heavy penalties and bans, so the chance she had used her back hole while working was essentially zero. There might have been rich scumbags who tried to tempt her with money, but judging by how pristine her rear entrance looked, she hadn’t sold that part of herself yet.

And excluding officetel clients, there was only one other suspect: her pathetic husband. But from what Mihyun had told me, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that kind, pushover husband of hers probably didn’t have the nerve to demand anal from his own wife. Therefore, no matter which angle I examined it from, the conclusion was clear—Mihyun was an anal virgin.

“Huuup… Haaaa…”

They said a flower blooming from mud was the most beautiful, and it was true. What had instinctively repulsed me moments ago now looked adorable. Mihyun had stubbornly protected this one place through countless men. The thought that many things she failed to protect existed solely for this moment made it impossible to hold back.

And honestly, I was curious.

Everyone knows assholes are dirty. Yet people still obsess over anal. It must feel pretty damn good, right?

-Slurp, slurp.

With the solemn mindset of a rascal wetting his brush with ink, I slid my middle finger into her pussy to soak it. The grand opening ceremony for Mihyun’s backdoor virginity was about to begin.

I drenched my finger thoroughly with her juices, then used the overflowing nectar like ink on a brush, gently applying it around her tight little entrance. I had never done this before, but I knew from hearsay how tight it could be. Proper preparation was necessary to avoid tearing.

“…Mmm… Hngh…”

As I teased the rim, Mihyun let out soft nasal moans even in her comatose state. I circled her entrance with my middle finger for a while, then—lightly, ever so lightly—pushed the tip inside, like dipping a french fry in ketchup.

-Shove!

“Uuuummm… Huuu…”

“Oh, shit!”

This was bad. I still had a long way to go before her asshole was properly loosened, yet the frequency of her moans was already increasing. At this rate she would wake up.

-Shooooove.

“Ugh… Haa…”

In my haste, I thrust my middle finger all the way in. Unlike her pussy, which squeezed everywhere at once, her anus clenched hard at the entrance before the soft inner walls gently yielded as my finger went deeper. The sensation was surprisingly pleasant.

Fortunately, one finger didn’t seem enough to tear anything.

-Plunge. Slide. Plunge. Sliiiide.

I alternated between thrusting in and out while also rotating my finger in circles inside her, slowly stretching Mihyun’s tight rear entrance. But no matter how much I worked it, I couldn’t create enough space for even two fingers, let alone my cock. The size just wasn’t there.

“Hngh…!! Uuugh… What… is this… Uck…!!”

After tormenting her anus nonstop with my finger, Mihyun finally regained consciousness. Her body began twisting and bucking violently, so I quickly pinned both her wrists together with one hand while continuing to dig into her ass with the other.

-Plunge. Plunge. Plunge. Plunge.

“Stay still. You’ll hurt yourself.”

“Uugh!! Ha… Stop it!! Hngh…! I said stop!!”

“I’ll pay you. Just name your price.”

“No! Let go of me!! I don’t need money! I don’t need any of that, so let go right now!!!”

Mihyun twisted and struggled with desperate strength. Even with her wrists pinned and my body weighing her down, I couldn’t continue the anal expansion. In the end, I released her wrists. She thrashed with everything she had, wrenched herself free from my grasp, and crawled frantically all the way to the far edge of the enormous bed.