Chapter 61: Until the Blue Sky Comes (21)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 61: Until the Blue Sky Comes (21)
The dinner Hayoung had prepared with such care was luxurious. It wasn't luxurious because the menu consisted of dishes you’d find at a high-end restaurant; rather, I felt the luxury in the sheer variety spread across the table.
As a man living alone, I was momentarily moved by a decadence I rarely got to enjoy, but then came the time after the meal in question.
“…….”
Sitting on the sofa, Hayoung didn't say much, and even though it was long past the time I should have headed home, I couldn't bring myself to say I was leaving.
Should I say I missed the timing? I could sense instinctively that it was better not to leave right now.
However, a man couldn't stay in a house where a woman lived alone for too long, so I couldn't help but watch her mood.
“Is there anything else you want to eat?”
“No, nothing comes to mind.”
“I see.”
It was harder than I thought to ask her if there was something she wanted to say, especially when she was so obviously showing that she didn't want me to go. If we were making eye contact and having a normal conversation while she was clearly avoiding a topic, I would just ask. I’m not the type to walk on eggshells in that regard.
But when no clear topic is raised and there’s just a silent situation, it’s difficult to speak first. Moreover, since it was clear her behavior had a certain intention, it felt like I had to figure it out myself rather than just asking to know.
“Want something to drink?”
“Yeah.”
Getting up from the sofa, she headed to the kitchen. I heard the sound of the refrigerator door opening and closing, and the sound of a cup being taken out. In the meantime, I racked my brain to figure out her intention.
To be honest, it wasn't that I had no idea what Hayoung’s intention was. But I avoided that specific answer even in my head, thinking I might just be getting ahead of myself and counting my chickens before they hatched. Still, in the end, there was only one destination. She liked me.
If not, I’d probably kick my blankets in embarrassment thousands of times later, but looking at the atmosphere so far and her reaction now, I’d be a total idiot not to notice.
The problem was that it was a very ambiguous situation to bring it up.
If I asked, “Do you like me?” and the answer was “No,” I definitely wouldn't be able to hold my head up.
Even if she answered “Yes,” it was equally ambiguous what to do after that.
Should we date? No matter how much of a lack of prejudice I have about seeing multiple women, I knew that seeing her wasn't the right thing to do when I already had Yubin, and my relationship with Yura wasn't something I could clearly define as "something" yet.
Furthermore, since I hadn't revealed my identity or my relationships with others to those two, the number of people I had to hide my identity from would only increase.
I had no idea what to do later if I developed a relationship every time I met a member of Hunter Killer. That was also the reason I was delaying the report on the information gathered while monitoring them.
It weighed on my mind to tell Headquarters about these women, whom I could no longer see only as enemies. I knew well enough that I shouldn't have these thoughts as a member of Spacetro. But I couldn't entirely deny that there were moments when emotion preceded reason, and for me, my thoughts about them were currently in a state where emotion preceded reason.
My heart ached when I thought about the impact it would have on Yubin and Yura if I submitted a report about them to Headquarters.
It was the same for Green. Although we weren't in a developed relationship, it was very uncomfortable to tell Headquarters her story, which I couldn't bring myself to ignore.
If Hayoung didn't reveal her feelings here, wouldn't it be better to just let the situation pass? Even if she did reveal them, wouldn't it be better for the long term to coldly reject her?
That was nonsense. Even if it started by chance, I had already built a relationship and helped her as I pleased; was I now going to pretend not to know her feelings and turn away? How would that help Hayoung’s future? For a fleeting moment, I felt pathetic for even thinking that.
While I was lost in thought, Hayoung, who had brought orange juice in a mug, set the cup down on the table in front of the sofa. Then, as she lifted her head, our eyes met.
This was the Hayoung who had just stepped out into the world. I was the one who said I didn't want to see her suffering.
Honestly, if I said the somewhat fresh feelings I felt while going around furniture stores and appliance shops with Hayoung over the past two days weren't good as a man, that would be a lie. I was also immersed in that situation, and it was true that I felt that moment was enjoyable.
Was she feeling the same way?
How should I organize the feelings I felt for her?
As we looked into each other's eyes, I could see Hayoung’s pupils trembling slightly.
What I needed to organize now wasn't my emotions, but my mindset.
Yubin and Yura. If Hayoung also got involved with me, I naturally thought the future of my relationships with these three women wouldn't be very bright.
But that didn't mean I should look away. I hate it most when people pretend not to know their own actions and pass the decision-making power over what they've done to the other person. And I realized that just a moment ago, I was trying to pass the decision-making power to Hayoung, who was holding onto me without clearly bringing up the subject.
I knew. Earth isn't accustomed to polygyny, and if I met three women while hiding our relationships like this, something big would surely happen, and I would pay the price for my karma. But even so, I had to take responsibility for my actions.
Looking at Hayoung, whose eyes were trembling, I spoke cautiously.
“If.”
I felt nervous the moment the first word left my mouth. Hayoung also flinched and was focusing on my words. Although I started speaking by my own choice, I was still trembling at the thought of stepping into a situation where I would carry a heavy responsibility.
“If I don't go home like this, there will definitely be difficult moments ahead.”
“…….”
She didn't answer my words. Hayoung must also know that her feelings had been caught. She was showing it that much, and I was showing her that I was nervous too.
“If you're okay with that, will you be with me?”
The important thing wasn't choosing the emotion. The emotion was clear. What I had to choose was my thoughts on that emotion and my attitude toward the person who made me feel it.
Let's accept it as it is. And even if I face a miserable ending in the future, let's accept that too.
My enemy is the Earth Defense Union, not these women. So, let's never create a situation where they become sad because of me right now.
“Huh?”
The word that came out of the startled Hayoung’s mouth was a question, not an answer—a reaction whose intention I couldn't exactly pinpoint. I looked away, thinking, Did I read this wrong?
“Is that really okay?”
At her trembling voice, I lifted my gaze, which I had momentarily averted, and looked up at Hayoung again. She was looking at me with eyes filled with various emotions.
“I... I was going to give up.”
I watched her quietly without answering as she began her story.
“I made up my mind to be greedy just once and held onto you, but then I thought it wouldn't be right to make you suffer because of my greed... So I was going to give up. Is it really okay for us to keep seeing each other?”
We expressed it as "seeing each other," but we both knew well the meaning contained in those words.
Hayoung had been tied to her home without a life of her own until now, and then she made up her mind to come out into the world. But I didn't think it would be possible for her, who had just been greedy once, to direct the object of her greed toward someone else.
As I thought, she was afraid of expressing her feelings to me as her own greed, so she was going to give up on conveying her heart to me. And at the moment she gave up, I conveyed my heart to her.
“Yeah.”
While answering with a smile, I also wondered if there was really a need to go as far as giving up. It didn't take very long for the answer to that thought to come.
“I’m so glad. I thought I might never be able to see you again.”
I felt like I understood Hayoung’s heart a little as she spoke the thoughts she had while giving up, looking relieved.
The relationship between her and me wasn't clear. My relationship with Yura wasn't clear either, but Yura and I still had feelings for each other that were close to being lovers.
In a state where she couldn't know my thoughts, even though I said I would visit often when we signed the house contract, Hayoung wouldn't have been certain.
Having left her home and started living alone, she must have felt there was no reason for me to meet her in the future.
So she felt that once today was over, there would be no more chances, and the moment she gave up, she thought it was the end. That was also why her eyes were trembling.
I didn't know what situation would arise later, but once I braced myself and clearly organized my thoughts, I felt as if my head had become much clearer.
I reached for the mug she had handed me, but instead of grabbing the cup, I stood up and pressed my lips against hers. It was a light, shallow kiss, and Hayoung looked at me, seemingly very surprised.
Then, her expression soon brightened, and she set her mug down on the table and threw herself into my arms. My center of gravity shifted backward from the sudden force, and I lay down on the sofa with her clinging to me with a happy expression.
“Thank you. For confessing to me.”
I smiled at her sincere words and stroked her hair.
“I thought it wouldn't do if I didn't. But I was also serious when I said there would be many difficult things.”
It contained the meaning that there would be difficult moments as lovers, but it also contained a complex meaning that only I knew—that there would be difficult moments as Spacetro and Hunter Killer.
However, Hayoung didn't seem to care about that right now; she buried her face in my chest for a moment, then sat up and pulled me into her breasts.
I could feel her soft breasts through her thin T-shirt.
“Aren't you hot?”
“It’s okay. The air conditioner is on.”
Naturally, my hands went to her waist, and I pulled her waist slightly as she held me, bringing our bodies closer together.
“Stay the night.”
I couldn't tell yet if she said that with the intention of having a hot night, but my "other self," which had only ever had such experiences, stood tall, and I had to figure out her intention. What if Hayoung said that without such an intention, and I just assumed... Could that be? What other intention could there be in saying such a thing in this situation?
“All right.”
I met Hayoung’s eyes as she held me and overlapped our lips again. It was a kiss that felt a bit more lingering than the light one from before.
As the kiss gradually deepened with our lips overlapped, my hands cautiously fumbled with her breasts. When our lips parted, she spoke to me shyly, her face flushed.
“Wouldn't it be better to do it in the room?”
Rooms have their purposes. On a day like today, in an atmosphere like this, if we were going to have sex, the master bedroom would definitely be the place. I nodded, stood up from the sofa, and picked her up in a princess carry as she was about to get up.
“!!”
Startled, she couldn't even make a sound and looked at me with wide eyes as I carried her toward the master bedroom.
I laid her down on the bed covered with a sky-blue duvet, then climbed onto the bed and took off my shirt. She couldn't hide her surprise at my suddenly aggressive behavior, but she soon accepted the situation and cautiously took off the T-shirt she was wearing.
I admired the volume of her large breasts encased in white underwear. Feeling my gaze, Hayoung blushed and slowly took off her underwear, revealing her beautifully shaped breasts.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Ah...!”
I leaned into her and kneaded her breasts with my hands. Not roughly, but gently and without pain, I massaged her breasts, then took a cute pink nipple into my mouth and sucked.
“Hng, ah, ahh...”
She let out a lewd sound at the foreplay that was ticklish on one hand but stimulating on the other. At the sound of her moans stimulating my instincts, I continued to knead her breasts.
Her large breasts were softly molded every time my hands moved, and I continued to suck on the nipple held between my lips.
“Haaah.”
Suddenly, something entered my mouth, and I pulled away from the nipple. White breast milk was smeared on the tip of Hayoung’s large breast, and I looked at her with surprised eyes.
“Th-this?”
For a moment, I wondered if she had some complex relationship that far exceeded my imagination, but Hayoung, noticing that I was having a strange misunderstanding, shook her head and desperately denied it.
“N-no! It’s just my constitution... It’s been coming out since I was in high school. You’re the first one to see it in person... and the first time it’s been like this...”
Her voice lost all confidence, as if she were worried I wouldn't believe that it was an unusual constitution. If there was no strange relationship and she produced breast milk because of a unique constitution...
‘Thank you!’
I shouted loudly in my heart toward the heavens.
Then, I took her cute nipple back into my mouth and sucked while kneading her breasts.
“Heeut, ahh. Ah, at, ahh!”
There was no verbal answer, but Hayoung, seemingly relieved to see me obsessively attached to her breasts, let out a slightly higher-pitched moan and stroked my head as I sucked her nipple.
“You can drink slowly. It’s all yours.”
There is no man who can hold back after hearing such words. Since she stimulated my instincts and made me horny with her words alone, my dick grew even harder, and I continued to suck the breast milk that was slowly coming in while my lips were still clamped on her nipple.
“Ahh, at, ahh. Haaah... Do you like my breasts that much?”
I continued to suck the milk and nodded, and she gently stroked my head.
“I haven't even taken all my clothes off yet.”
At her words, I pulled my lips away and sat up. When I grabbed her comfortable pants and tried to pull them off along with her underwear, a flustered Hayoung grabbed my hand that was holding her pants.
“I-I’ll take them off.”
“No. I want to take them off for you.”
It might have been embarrassing for her to have her partner undress her for her first time, but unfortunately, nothing could stop me now that she had flipped my switch.
“Honey... haven't you become a completely different person from this afternoon?”
“Men are supposed to turn into beasts when night falls.”
She covered her flushed face with her hands, and as I pulled off her pants and underwear at the same time, she lifted her hips slightly to make it easier to undress her. In front of her, now completely naked, I also took off the rest of my lower garments and revealed my erect dick to her.
“!”
Since she said it was her first time, it must have been her first time seeing an erect dick as well. Seeing an erect dick for the first time in her life, she was surprised and at the same time pretended not to look on purpose, but I could see her gaze stealing glances at my dick.
“You can just look. Are you scared?”
A first experience doesn't remain a good experience for everyone. There are women who have trauma regarding sex because their first experience wasn't good. Realizing that anew, I wondered if she felt repulsed seeing me rush at her recklessly until just a moment ago.
“No. It’s just... it’s bigger than I thought, so I was a little surprised.”
Even if it was her first time seeing an erect dick in person, it didn't mean she had no sexual knowledge. She must have received sex education during her school days and had some indirect knowledge about male genitalia in one way or another.
“If you praise me like that, I might really jump for joy.”
I didn't know if she knew how big a compliment "it's big" is to a man, but her successive actions stimulating me made me feel like my self-control was reaching its limit.
“Yours is very beautiful too.”
I said as I spread her legs and looked at her pussy, which had pubic hair the same color as her hair. The light pubic hair looked even more lewd for some reason, and looking at the slightly wet, pink pussy visible beneath it, I voiced my admiration.
“Really?”
I thought she would just be embarrassed, but she asked me back with a bright expression, seemingly pleased that I saw even her secret place as beautiful.
“Yeah. It’s very beautiful.”
My dick twitched with the desire to insert it immediately.
“Do you have experience?”
It was a sudden question, but lying here would only lead to being caught soon. And there was no reason to lie about such a thing. For a question like this, I could tell her about myself as I was.
“Yeah. I do.”
“Then please be gentle.”
Worrying that it might become a rough act, she made a request and spread her pussy herself. After swallowing hard once, I lined up my glans and looked into her eyes.
Her eyes were nervous, but I could see that she was also expectant. For Hayoung, this would be the moment when her relationship with me, which she had once tried to give up on, became clearer.
“Tell me if it’s hard. Okay?”
“Yeah... Hup, nngh!!”
After leaning down and overlapping our lips, I immediately pressed my hips forward and inserted my dick deep inside. Slowly, so that she wouldn't be in pain, I slowly parted her tightly closed pussy with my large glans and entered, gradually splitting her lewd crevice and accepting my dick deep inside.
After inserting it all the way, I just kissed her without any movement so that she, who was accepting a dick for the first time, could calm down.
I held her hands, which had nowhere to go, and I could feel Hayoung, who was kissing me with her eyes tightly shut, gradually calming down.
As my dick entered the deepest part, her stiff pussy slowly relaxed, and her vaginal walls gently tightened around the dick that had entered her for the first time in her life.
“Does it hurt?”
When I pulled my lips away, Hayoung, who had her eyes tightly shut, opened them. She smiled and nodded at my question checking if she was okay, and she interlaced her fingers with my hand that was holding hers.
“How about you?”
“It’s good. So, can I move?”
“You have to do it slowly. Okay?”
She seemed a bit scared of rough play yet, as she repeatedly urged me to do it slowly. After I answered, “I will,” I slowly pulled my hips back, and then gently pushed my dick, which was almost all the way out except for the glans, back in.
“Ahhh, ah, ahhh...”
Moving slowly was a difficult task in its own way, but it was good in its own right because I could clearly feel her entire pussy as I moved slowly.
Hayoung also felt my dick slowly sliding out and back in, and she squeezed my interlaced hand tightly.
“Should I go even slower?”
“No... Haaaah! I like it now. Ahh... At, haa, ahh!”
Her pussy had become much softer compared to the first insertion, and as I felt her flexibly moving her hips a little, I increased the speed of my thrusting just a tiny bit.
Even so, it was just a slight increase in the speed of the long pulls and pushes from a very slow pace, but for Hayoung, this was a great stimulation.
“Ah, haa, nngh! Huk, nngh, I like it. Give me more.”
As she began to want greater stimulation from the stimulus that was starting to speed up, I gradually increased the speed with the intention of making her feel good.
“Hng, nngh, haaah! Ah... Ahh!”
I saw her feeling pleasure while moaning beneath me with her hand tightly held. Every time I pushed my hips deep, I saw her breasts softly trembling, and when she trembled from the stimulation, her large breasts shook violently.
White breast milk was beaded on the nipples I had been sucking hard just a moment ago, and as the stimulation increased, it flowed down her voluptuous breasts.
“What a waste.”
After leaning down slightly, I took a nipple at the end of her shaking breast into my mouth and sucked.
“Heeut, ahng! Ahh! Honey... if you suck there too now, hyauk!”
Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her hand, which had been tightly held, hugged my head as I sucked her nipple. My hands, which had become free, continued the thrusting while kneading her breasts, and Hayoung continued to moan at the stimulation, which was much greater than she had expected.
“Ahh, ah, ahh! Haaah! Honey. Just a little slower... Slower! Ahhh!!”
The vaginal walls tightened around my dick as if grabbing hold of it, and I could feel even more breast milk flowing from her nipples into my mouth than before. I could see milk trickling from the breast I was only kneading with one hand, so I pulled away for a moment, brought both her nipples together, and took them both into my mouth.
“Hiiiih, ngh, haang, ahh!”
Thanks to her large breasts, it wasn't difficult at all to bring both nipples to the center. Even after her first climax, the stimulation didn't stop, and Hayoung trembled as she basked in the pleasure.
Having reached a climax from the overwhelming sensations, she had asked me to go slowly, but now she simply held me still, moaning as she fed me her milk. I paused my thrusting for a moment, savoring the taste of the milk flowing into my mouth while I massaged her breasts.
More milk was entering my mouth than I had expected. Was this also because she was a superhuman? I didn't know exactly how much milk she could produce, but I was certain there would be plenty more even after she had given me my fill.
“…Honey.”
At the sound of her voice calling me through her ragged breaths, I pulled my lips away and looked at her.
Her breathing was heavy from the lingering afterglow of her climax, and she was looking at me with slightly watery eyes.
“Want to take a break?”
“No. I’m fine.”
Despite the exertion, Hayoung gave me a smile, and I smiled back at her.
“Then I’ll start moving slowly for now.”
“Okay. Hng, ahh, ahh…!”
I began moving my hips slowly again, just a beat before she answered. For her sake, as she wasn't yet used to rougher movements, I restrained my own urges and focused on making her feel as good as possible.
The slightly faster pace from earlier was gone; my dick repeated the slow withdrawal and gentle entry. Every time the glans pressed firmly against her cervix, Hayoung’s body trembled, reacting to the pleasure.
“How is it? Your inside… it tightens every time I go in.”
“Hng, ngh, ahh, haang, ahh…. It’s good. Hiih, haaaang!”
The moment she answered, the glans went deep again, pressing hard against her cervix. This time, I intentionally pressed my hips flush against hers to apply more pressure, and a hot moan escaped Hayoung’s lips.
“Can you tell me how it feels good?”
“Hah, my body trembles every time you touch the inside. Every time you move, it feels so good…”
Seeing her blush while earnestly describing what she felt made me want to give her even more of the pleasure she enjoyed.
“Then I’ll go just a little bit faster.”
“Huh?! Hiiiik!”
I pulled back far and then suddenly lunged deep. Hayoung, already heated to the limit, arched her hips slightly and let out a loud moan.
“I won’t let it be scary, so just trust me.”
What I realized during our rhythm was that Hayoung didn't find the intense stimulation painful; rather, she was a bit afraid of the unknown sensations she hadn't experienced yet. Knowing that there was a pleasure even greater than this, I began to gradually increase the speed, wanting to show it to her.
“Haaaang, ahh, ah, ahh…! Honey…. It’s too strong, hng, ngh, aaaaang!”
Her soaking wet pussy made lewd, squelching friction sounds as the rough thrusting began, and I worked my hips hard while holding her close.
Completely wrapped in my arms and unable to escape the pleasure, Hayoung moaned in a wanton voice, her body shaking from the stimulation that pierced through her hips and traveled all the way to the top of her head.
“I can go even harder than this, you know.”
I wasn't even moving at my top speed yet. At the mention that it could get even more intense, Hayoung flinched, seemingly quite surprised. However, feeling her vaginal walls tighten, I knew she was also becoming a little curious about the pleasure beyond this point.
And since I knew she felt that way, I slowed down first and moved my hips gently again.
“Hiih?! Why, what’s wrong…?”
When the rushing stimulation suddenly dropped as the speed decreased, she spoke with a hint of anxiety in her voice.
“I thought you didn't like it being too strong.”
“U-uhh…. Hng, ahh!”
Still held in my arms, she couldn't bring herself to say out loud that she wanted it harder. She just blushed and moaned as my gently moving dick touched her inside.
However, having learned that fast movements provided a different kind of stimulation than gentle ones, she kept tightening her vaginal walls, constantly making a silent demand.
“Honey. I won’t know unless you tell me directly.”
“Huh?!”
She was intentionally squeezing her vaginal walls and swaying her hips. There was no way I wouldn't notice, and when I spoke up first, her already red face turned a deep crimson.
“I’ll do whatever you want, so will you tell me?”
“Haang, hng, ngh, do… do it hard…. As hard as you want….”
“Hmm? What I want is what we're doing now.”
She said "as hard as I want," as if moving roughly wasn't 100% what she wanted. I didn't let that slide. Of course, I wanted to move roughly too, but I wanted to see her say what she wanted with her own lips.
Seeing her hesitate, it seemed she was quite embarrassed about appearing like a wanton woman.
Then, as if she had made up her mind, she stared straight at me with her blue eyes, smiled, and spoke in a soft voice.
“Do it hard. I want you to make me feel incredibly good.”
I immediately pulled her into a tight embrace and began rough, heavy thrusting.
“Hing-iiit, ngh, ngh, hng, ahh, aaaaang!!”
My hips moved so violently they made thudding sounds. My dick lunged back and forth rapidly, repeatedly battering her cervix, sharing several short, intense cervix kisses.
At the stimulation that came without warning the moment she finished speaking, Hayoung let out a loud moan. I didn't stop the powerful thrusting, determined to let her feel as many climaxes as she desired.
Having stimulated her for quite a long time, I felt the urge to ejaculate, but I held it back as much as possible and kept my tensed dick moving.
“Hng, ngh, ah, ahh! Honey! Honey! Haaaang!!”
The voice that had softly spoken her desires was instantly infused with a lingering sensuality, turning erotic. Every time I heard her call my name, I became even more aroused.
I pressed my hips flush against hers, ending the relentless thrusting with a hard press of my glans against her cervix. Hayoung tensed her hips and reached a climax.
“Haaaang, ah, ah…, ahh…!!”
And then, I discharged all the pent-up sexual desire, ejaculating deep inside her.
My swollen dick twitched as it sprayed semen inside her, and Hayoung’s hips trembled every time the semen entered her body.
“Ah-hng, honey….”
After finishing my ejaculation inside her as she shook from the afterglow of the climax, I pulled my dick out. Semen began to leak out from her pussy.
“It’s exhausting, isn't it?”
I buried my face in the chest of the woman lying there, breathing heavily. Just being held by me seemed to calm her down a bit, and Hayoung began stroking my hair again.
“It is tiring, but I’m okay. How about you?”
“I’m perfectly fine. I can go for a lot longer.”
At the mention that I could do more, her hand stroking my hair faltered.
“If it’s too much, we can stop for today.”
“Then… let’s just rest for a little bit.”
It seemed she enjoyed it and wanted more in her own way, as she didn't say she wanted to stop. As she suggested, we decided to take a short break.
Five minutes later.
With Hayoung’s legs spread wide, I was roughly moving my dick inside her pussy.
“Hah, ahh, ah, ahh! Haaaang!”
I immediately began thrusting roughly, but Hayoung seemed to enjoy it, letting out moans with a face full of pleasure.
“Hng, ngh, ngh, ahh! Honey. Spreading my legs like this… it’s embarrassing. Haaaang!”
I had intentionally made her spread her legs wide, and just as I thought, Hayoung was feeling shy.
“Why is it embarrassing? Your pussy… it’s so beautiful.”
I spoke while watching her pussy as my dick moved back and forth in relentless thrusts.
“Then, haang, ah…! Next time, we have to do it… in a different position. Okay? Hii-hng!”
Though she was embarrassed, it felt cute that she was trying to show me her beautiful side. When she held me and stroked my hair, she made me want to lean on her, but when I took the lead, she showed a different side. If she was doing this on purpose, she was doing an incredible job of getting me worked up.
“Alright. We’ll do a different position next!”
And so, after more thrusting that produced continuous lewd friction sounds, I ejaculated inside her once more.
After having Hayoung spread her legs wide, I held her up and, with my dick still inserted, we were looking into the vanity mirror. The sight of our union was clearly visible to her, and her face was flushed deep red.
“See? I told you it was beautiful.”
“Ah-hng, ngh, ugh! Haang! This is embarrassing. It’s even more embarrassing than before. Haaaang!”
I had said I would change the position, but I never said I would choose a less embarrassing one. This time, I chose a position that clearly showed her my dick moving in and out.
Since both her legs were held up by me, escape was impossible, and pressed by her own weight, her cervix was forced to share deep kisses with my glans.
“I wanted you to see it too. So, how is it?”
Though she was blushing and embarrassed, she couldn't take her eyes off the lewd sight in the mirror.
“Your big dick… is inside my pussy…. Haaa, haang! Every time you move, it rubs against the inside, and it feels so good.”
Despite her embarrassment, Hayoung answered my questions clearly, and I began a violent hip motion to give her even more of the pleasure she described.
“Hi-guuk!! Ngh, ngh, hah, ah, ahh!!”
Arching her back and leaning into me, Hayoung felt continuous, intense pleasure as her climaxes piled up. Feeling the tightening of her vaginal walls, I ejaculated deep inside her pussy again and again.
“Ah-hng, hah, haang. Honey. Th-this is embarrassing too. Haaaang!”
With Hayoung lying face down on the bed, I inserted my dick and kneaded her breasts while still moving my hips.
“How does it feel?”
“It feels… good. Hing, ngh, hng!!”
Every time I squeezed her breasts, milk came out, soaking the blankets we had just put out today. Of course, vaginal fluids and semen were also constantly leaking out, soaking the bed.
“But if it’s too embarrassing, should we stop?”
“No. Haaaang! Ahh, ahh! Do it more.”
As she requested, I didn't stop and kept moving, providing a continuous stream of climactic stimulation. Though she had reached her limit long ago due to the intense pleasure of her first experience, she never once said she wanted to stop when I asked.
In the end, we both continued to feel the pleasure that neither of us wanted to end.
“……You really never get tired, do you?”
After an unknown number of ejaculations, I had pulled my dick out and was sucking on Hayoung’s nipples as she lay there. She spoke to me softly. At her words of genuine admiration, I looked up at her with my eyes while keeping her nipple in my mouth.
“You’re like a baby. Why are you being so cute?”
When she gave me such an unexpected impression of my behavior, I was the one who became embarrassed and pulled my lips away.
“I can keep going.”
“You said I was cute, so I suddenly got embarrassed. I wondered if I looked too immature.”
As a man, I believe obsessing over breasts is unavoidable.
But did I look like an immature little boy in her eyes? Of course, I was actually older, but perhaps it was because I was older that she felt that way.
“No. I meant it in a good way.”
She smiled gently and pulled me back into her chest. Feeling the soft sensation against my face, I began kneading her breasts with my hands again and took a nipple, from which milk was leaking, into my mouth.
“My darling. You’re so cute.”
There was still some embarrassment at her words as she stroked me, but I thought of it as a punishment for making her do all those embarrassing positions in a row. I stayed nestled in her embrace, sucking on her breasts until I fell asleep.
Morning came. I had been in Hayoung’s arms the moment I fell asleep, but when I opened my eyes, I was lying alone on the bed.
“Are you awake?”
Hayoung, who had just finished washing up and returned to the bedroom, saw me wake up and immediately climbed onto the bed to stroke my hair.
“Let’s wash up and have breakfast.”
“Okay.”
Feeling a sense of peace at her soft voice, I welcomed the morning feeling refreshed.
The long, long monsoon season had ended, and for the first time in a while, it was a bright, sunny morning.
When I woke up and looked at her, Hayoung was smiling. I shared a light kiss with her, and she looked truly happy.