The Joy of Being Filled
"You don't have to watch so closely—I'll put it in for you, so relax."
The words left Nawol's smiling lips, and in the same instant a jolt of searing pain shot through Junyoung from below.
"Aagh!"
She didn't need to look to know what had happened. The head of that cock had just forced its way into her hole.
Junyoung's eyes flew wide open. She had vaguely assumed it would feel good, but of course a first penetration could never be pleasant.
"It hurts... so much!"
No matter how thoroughly Nawol had loosened her up, the pain of a first time was apparently unavoidable.
"Nngh, stop...!"
She had been swept up in the mood and let it happen, but this was too much. Grinding their pussies together had felt wonderful, yet taking a cock was still beyond her.
"Hah. So this is what it feels like."
At the voice, Junyoung lifted her head to find Lee Nawol smiling in rapture. Unlike her own, that face was thoroughly satisfied with the way things were, and watching it, Junyoung found she couldn't bring herself to ask her to stop.
"Nngh, ugh..."
Pained moans kept spilling from her lips. How did the women in porn enjoy something this painful? It had to have been acting—clearly. Come to think of it, that much was obvious. Having a thick pillar forcibly rammed into your body was bound to hurt.
"Aagh, stop! It won't go in!"
She clutched at Nawol's forearm and begged. It hurt, nothing but hurt—all she wanted now was for her to stop, please.
"I haven't even put it all in yet."
At that appalling remark, Junyoung looked down and found more than half the pillar still waiting outside her. All this fuss over barely the tip? The thought made her flush with embarrassment.
"Try it like this."
Sensing her distress, Nawol adjusted her position, raising her arms above her head and pressing her thighs apart until they lay spread wide and level.
"Um, this is a little..."
Receiving a cock in such an utterly exposed pose was too mortifying to bear.
"Mmph."
Then, astonishingly, Nawol kissed her. As those soft lips came closer, Junyoung froze solid.
"Mmph, mmn!"
Honestly, she hadn't dared hope for a kiss. Junyoung accepted those lips with hazy, unfocused eyes. Swallowing Nawol's saliva had been nice, but overlapping mouths like this felt far better still.
She lost herself completely in the kiss, winding her arms around Nawol's neck and pulling her closer.
"Chup, hah."
Their tongues entwined, exploring each other's mouths. Strange to say, the deeper she sank into the kiss, the more the pain below began to ebb away.
"It's in."
Nawol must have noticed too, because she drew her lips away for a moment. Splat! In the same breath, she slammed her cock in hard.
"Huaaah!"
Unlike before, when something had blocked it from going deeper, this time she could feel the cockhead plunging all the way to her core.
"Ahhk! Nn, ah! Hah!"
Meanwhile, Nawol watched Junyoung writhing beneath her. At first the girl had trembled in pain, but one kiss and her pussy had gone soft and pliant—it was almost funny.
"Whew. This feels good."
Even her fingers had enjoyed that springy, clinging grip, but now, buried inside her, Nawol could tell this was a truly exceptional pussy. She began rocking her hips slowly, working her way deeper.
Perhaps it really was her first time—not a single inch of length came back out. Fine beads of sweat gathered on Nawol's forehead as well.
Truthfully, even as she'd brought Junyoung to this estate, Nawol had been only half convinced. The girl's looks and figure aroused her, certainly, but whether she could actually get Nawol hard was another question entirely.
She had attempted sex countless times before, but her body never responded; not once had she succeeded. After so many failures, she had more or less resigned herself to living without it.
As head of the clan, she bore the duty of continuing the family line. Yet without an erection, the act itself was impossible. She had two younger sisters, but their situations were no different, and she had been wondering whether the line would simply end like this—when Junyoung appeared.
"To think something like this would fall into my lap."
Thud! She tensed her hips and drove in hard.
"Aah! Nngh... you're too deep!"
A honeyed moan spilled out. Such a lewd body, reacting no matter where it was prodded.
Nawol's eyes fixed on the breasts bouncing up and down below her. They looked almost like an invitation to touch, so she seized one in her hand. They were so soft and supple she could knead them all day without tiring.
Unable to resist, Nawol took one nipple into her mouth. She sucked hard, again and again, but of course no milk came—she wasn't pregnant, after all. Finding no taste at all was somehow a little disappointing.
Once she's carrying, the milk will come, Nawol mused, and a soft laugh burst out of her. With her face buried in that plush chest, a smile crept across her lips unbidden. Truly, nothing felt better than being buried in a voluptuous body like this.
"Huaaah!"
She kept up her brisk pace below while one hand slid down, searching for the little bud poking out. Only after fumbling several times did she finally find it. Still undeveloped, the clit was tiny.
"Nnah! Not there, not there!"
The moment Nawol pinched it, Junyoung reacted violently. It was a bundle of nerves after all—even that light pinch seemed to overwhelm her.
"Hah, aahn!"
Junyoung's body shuddered uncontrollably. With her breasts, her clit, and her pussy under simultaneous assault, there was no holding out. The whites of her eyes rolled up and her lips fell slack. It was an utterly innocent face, the kind that stirred something sadistic in the one looking down at it.
"So this is how you come undone, hm?"
Nawol rolled her hips in slow circles, stimulating every corner of that pussy. Each time, the taut skin of Junyoung's belly bulged up here and there with the motion.
"Hah, the scent of a female in heat."
Honeyed juices flowed freely from her pussy, teasing Nawol's nose. That lewd scent alone set her body ablaze. Every time she teased the clit, the hole clenched down hard, milking her cock.
"Hah, I can't hold back."
She couldn't hide that this was her first time too. The urge to release came surging up. Buried in a pussy this good, lasting this long was an achievement in itself. This was her limit.
"Whew."
Exhaling deeply, Nawol picked up speed for the final sprint. Squelch, squelch—she thrust so roughly that the juices pooled inside were forced out past her lips.
"Hnaah, nnghhh! Ah, nn... hah, mmn! I'm about to come!"
Judging by the way her whole body trembled, Junyoung would soon be squirting her release as well.
"Let's come together."
Perhaps she didn't want to yet, because Junyoung clenched, straining desperately to hold it in. She had no idea that only served to stimulate the cock inside her all the more.
Thud! Thud! As Nawol pounded deep and hard, Junyoung clung to her, throwing her arms around Nawol's neck, at a loss for what to do with herself. Watching that put Nawol in an even better mood.
"I-I'm coming!"
With a high-pitched moan, her quivering pussy shot its juices out in a spray. Spurt! Spurt! Feeling that fountain-like rush, Nawol came as well. As Junyoung convulsed and squeezed down on the cock inside her, Nawol couldn't hold back and let it all out.
"Hah. So this is what it's like."
It was the first time she had ever released inside someone apart from on her own hand. The soul-draining pleasure spread a smile across Nawol's lips as well.
"Nngh... I don't want to come. Stop!"
Perhaps this was her first time squirting, because Junyoung strained to clench her pussy shut and hold it in.
"Adorable."
A faint smile touched Nawol's lips. Never in her life had she looked at someone and thought them cute.
"Nn... ugh."
Nawol gazed down at Junyoung's face, knocked out cold by pleasure. Eyes rolled white, mouth hanging open without a shred of dignity. Drool leaked from the corner of her lips—a state that might have looked filthy—yet even that seemed endearing.
Mwah. Nawol pressed a kiss to the soft, baby-fat cheek, the smile never leaving her face.
"Yaaawn."
Junyoung yawned as he swept the courtyard. Sex that had stretched into the small hours had cost him a proper night's sleep, so feeling this wrung out was only natural. Whether it was the intensity of what his body had been through as a woman, or the strain of taking Nawol's monster cock, the fatigue refused to lift even with the morning well underway.
"Still, thank goodness nothing went wrong."
Junyoung cast his mind back to the events of that morning. Tormented until dawn, she had finally snapped awake to find herself lying naked on the bed—and right beside her, Lee Nawol sleeping just as bare. The two of them entangled like lovers, holding each other in their sleep; no words could capture how shocked she had been.
Right in front of her had been Lee Nawol's beautiful face, breathing softly in sleep. With her eyes closed, her long lashes and elegant nose stood out all the more, down to those full, faintly flushed lips. By day she was the charismatic mistress of the estate, but in sleep her face was as endearing as a baby's—though it was ironic that just below that babyish face sat a full, plush chest.
Cradled against that soft, yielding body, she had felt herself stirring all over again. This was no time for that. She had collected herself and eased out of bed with the utmost care, taking pains not to wake her. Morning was coming. If she dawdled and changed back into a man right there on the spot, it would have been a disaster.
So she had slipped out of bed, thrown on her clothes, and scurried back to her own room. The moment she made it safely inside and stepped into the bathroom, she had transformed back into a man as if by magic.
"That was a close call. Still... it felt good."
Grinning, Junyoung applied himself to his sweeping once more. The more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. How had he spent a night with Lee Nawol, the mistress of the estate? What luck in the world could top this?
As he scrubbed away at the ground, he spotted Lee Nawol emerging from the main house in the distance. The moment he saw her, his legs locked in place.
"......"
Nawol wore her usual business suit. She was dressed so immaculately in her office look that it was hard to believe she had shared such wild sex the night before—enough to make him wonder whether yesterday had all been a dream.
Then, their eyes met.