2. Blind Ju Cheong-ah - Conclusion
Thrust. Leading with my massively swollen glans, I push into that tiny, untouched hole that had never allowed anyone's touch before.
"Eek…."
"Relax, Cheong-ah."
Her narrow virgin entrance refuses to yield to the massive intruder, clamping shut tight without a quiver. My cock slips upward along that slick opening.
"Ahh… w-wait a second, Ian. J-just… a little later."
"No waiting."
Cheong-ah pushes lightly against my chest, trying to stop me, but I've got no intention of pausing. Like the saying goes—strike while the iron's hot—I'm focused on driving deep inside her fast. One arm hooks her leg, the other grips my shaft, realigning it with her soaked folds.
Squish, squish. I rub the glans up and down her labia, coating it in her juices. Lining up again, I slowly press my hips forward.
"Haaah… i-it hurts, Ian."
"That's 'cause you're tensing up. Relax like I said, let go."
"Hic, aaah…."
The glans forces its way in, her entrance stretching wider. When the tip catches inside, there's resistance. The symbol of Ju Cheong-ah's purity—a woman's first barrier, the so-called hymen. Feeling it, I lean forward. My cock's just barely entered, so I tense my core to hold it there, wrapping both arms around her in a firm embrace.
"I'm going in, Cheong-ah."
"Eek, ee… w-wai—"
"One thrust, and it won't hurt as much."
"N-nooo…!!"
Ju Cheong-ah's voice drips with terror as she tries to stop me again. But I'd already told her—no waiting.
Splurt…! Clutching her slender waist tight, feeling her full breasts mash against my chest, I snap my hips forward hard. My legs tense, bracing my lower body solid. The result? My pride—thick, long, girthy cock—pierces her tight entrance and hymen in one brutal stroke, slamming deep inside.
Squelchhh…! Her inner walls clamp down fiercely the instant I enter. My cock fills Ju Cheong-ah's pussy completely.
"………!!!!!!!!!!"
Her eyes bulge wide. Pain clouds her gaze, thick resentment aimed at me. A silent scream hangs in the air for a moment—then erupts into a piercing wail that smacks my ears.
"Aaaahhhh…!!!!!!"
"Cheong-ah, does it hurt a lot?"
"It hurts! It fucking hurts! It hurts so much, you bastard! You jerk…!!"
Even as I hold her tight, she flails her arms, punching wherever she can reach. Luckily, there's no real force behind the blows. They don't hurt at all… or maybe she's in too much agony to put strength into them.
"Waaah…! Hic, Mommy…!"
Who knows how bad it is—she pounds on me while tears stream from her eyes, sobbing pitifully. I feel a twinge, no, a deep pang of guilt. I pull her close again, sealing her weeping lips with mine.
"Mmph…?!"
I slide my tongue in, giving her that deep kiss she seemed to like. Stroking her back, I hold it for a good while. When the sorrow fades from her eyes, I gently pull away.
"Haa, huff…."
"Better now, Cheong-ah?"
"…Dunno. You're mean."
Hmph. Ju Cheong-ah snorts and turns her head away. I shrug casually and wait. She sneaks a sideways glance, gauging me. Our eyes meet as I stare.
"Cheong-ah, I'm gonna move now."
"Be gentle this time, for real? My lower belly still kinda hurts."
"Yeah."
Thanks to the kiss and the delay, more slick nectar floods her pussy. My lower abs are just a bit damp where they meet. Her elastic walls have had time to stretch around my size, adapting to the length and girth. Her body's starting to take on my color, bit by bit.
I move my hips carefully. Can't piss her off again, so slow at first….
Squelch.
"Ahak…."
"Hurts?"
She shakes her head at my question.
"A little…? But that's unavoidable. This much is fine."
"Okay, moving more then."
I gradually increase speed and depth, as gentle as possible. First, barely pulling out before pushing in—then a bit more.
Squelch.
"Aat…."
Squishh.
"Haat…."
Squishhh.
"Haaat…."
With each thrust, her ragged pain-breaths melt into sweet moans.
Squishhh….
"Ahak…."
Her walls softly embrace and squeeze my cock. I tilt my head up.
"How's it now?"
"D-doesn't hurt anymore."
"Feel good?"
"D-dunno."
I tease with a grin; she buries her flushed face in my chest, whispering low, "A little." The ticklish thrill is unbearable.
I snap my hips again.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Steady rhythm, picking up speed bit by bit.
"Hak… aa… ang."
"Cheong-ah, look up."
"Y-yeah…? Wh-why…?"
Her face relaxes more. Eyes hazy like before. We lock gazes; lips meet.
Mm… smack—mm. Crashing, nibbling, swallowing.
"Oong… mmph."
Squelch—squelch. Hips thrusting, colliding. Speed ramps up.
"Ang… hak… haat… Ian, Ian…."
Her whispers of my name drip with pleasure now, not pain. Sweetly calling me, she clutches my back tight.
"Aa… hic. Haang…."
"Cheong-ah."
"Y-yeah… haak. Hic."
"Feels good?"
"Y-yes… good… haat."
"First time?"
"Y-yeah… even first time feels so good."
Her melted voice tickles my chest. I don't fully get this feeling yet.
"Hic… aang. Hak. Ian, faster… a bit more. Haat."
"Sure, as much as you want."
"Aang… hat. Haaang…."
Love…? Nah, doesn't quite fit. What she and I are doing isn't born from love.
"Ian, hic… aaang… I-I feel it again… weird feeling. Hic…."
"Gonna cum again, Cheong-ah?"
"Y-yeah… hak. Gonna… cuuum…! Hnnngh!"
"I'll go faster then. Let it go."
"A-ang… y-yess…! C-cumming, cuum… aaang."
She vowed to be my woman; I swore never to betray her. But we're still strangers who barely know each other.
"A, aa… deep, so deep! T-too…! Hat. Hak. Hiiing…!"
We just met today, after all. And here we are, starting with bodies entwined.
"A, a, aa…! Hak…! Ian, Iiaaan… aaang…!!"
Still, lovers…? Not sure yet. I don't want to call this feeling love. It's something more… noble.
"I-I'm cummiiing…!!"
Squeeze—. Her legs wrapped around my waist clamp hard. My cock burrows deeper, pressing up against her womb.
"Hat, hnnk…."
Her climax squeezes my cock vise-tight. Hot nectar gushes out, scalding my belly. Her nails dig into my back—a sharp sting, but it feels good.
"Aa… hak."
Her trembling body, moaning… it's divine. I murmur her name.
"Cheong-ah."
"Y-yess…."
Her tongue lolls as she answers.
"Feel good?"
"Y-yess… so good. Hat. Hurt at first… but got better and better."
She blushes faintly answering, but doesn't look away anymore. Her upturned gaze brims with affection.
"But, Cheong-ah."
"Y-yeah…?"
"I haven't cum yet. You went alone—kinda selfish."
"Oh… really? What do I do? Sorry, first time, so maybe it wasn't good for you. Want me to use my mouth again…?"
"Nah, not that. Sex is till we're both satisfied."
"Eh?"
Squelch. Her walls loosen post-climax. I start moving again.
"Haat…?!"
She gasps, whispering urgently.
"W-wait, Ian. Moving now'll… eek…!"
Squelch—squelch—squelch.
"Aang…! Ang…! Ian, waaait…! Haaang…!"
I slam deep into her pussy, hugging her fragile frame tight. Breath ragged, I whisper:
"Told you earlier, Cheong-ah."
No waiting.
The memory hits, and I blankly roll my eyes.
…Uh. Got nothing to say.
Ju Cheong-ah asks in a resentful tone at my expression.
"…Remember now?"
I grin sheepishly and nod.
"Ah, haha. Yeah… I remember."
Should I get off the bed and kneel before her right now? I rack my brain, but no clue how to fix this. Still a virgin at heart—zero experience.
"Really sorry, Cheong-ah. And, uh…."
I'm fumbling for words when she cuts in.
"It's fine, Ian. More importantly—remember the promise from last night?"
"Promise…?"
Promise…? Can't recall any. …Wait, one? Never betraying her.
"You mean not betraying you? That it?"
"Yes. So, Ian—what do you think?"
"About what?"
"Regret yesterday? Wanna take back that promise?"
Her words make me pause. Regret? No hesitation.
"No way in hell."
Satisfied, she smiles faintly.
"Good enough."
Still kneeling, she bows low from the waist.
"This girl, Ju Cheong-ah. Though my body falls short in many ways for my husband, please take good care of me."