Imagination
There was something endearing about the way Lee Hyesun dug frantically through her handbag. She didn't seem like a woman who made mistakes, and yet she must have slipped the key card in without even noticing.
"It's all right. Take your time."
"Mm... I'm sorry. I didn't know I'd get this... this worked up."
"I feel the same, so I understand."
"...Thank you... sniff."
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm just—I'm so happy. I think I'm going to lose my mind, I'm looking forward to this so much."
"Is it better than you imagined?"
"Yes. Honey, you're so kind, and so gentle. Why did our daughter... hhh..."
I stepped in behind her as she tore through the bag in a daze, drew her into my arms, and closed a hand over her breast. She swallowed a breath at the soft sweep of my palm, and I brushed her full lips with my left hand, stopping the words before they could finish.
"...Let's not talk about Hyunji tonight. For this moment, think only of us."
"...Okay... nnh..."
The instant she heard me, the last of her patience seemed to snap, and she took my finger into her mouth. The moment her soft, hot tongue touched my skin, my cock sprang up and pressed into the curve of her ass.
"Hhh, nnh... Th-this is yours...?"
"Yes. You're the one who made it like this, Hyesun."
"Nnh..."
I pulled her back against me, and Hyesun—who had only just found the card—went rigid all over, swallowing hard.
"W-wait... just wait a second... haah..."
"Let's do it now. I can't hold back."
"N-no... we should wash... mm...?"
The moment the door opened we rushed inside and tangled together at once. I met the lips she sought so desperately, covering them with my own as I pressed her to the wall. A vase rocked where it stood. Neither of us spared it a thought.
"Nnh, mmph, hnn, ahh..."
Her hot, soft tongue wound around mine. It had been a long time since I'd felt a kiss like this—familiar, and mine to answer. I didn't even have to lead. We savored every corner of each other's mouths in a ripe, unhurried kiss that only wound me tighter.
"Ahh, nnh, mmph... H-honey. Let's wash first, wash and then—I really smell... nnh!"
Hyesun whispered it as she barely clawed her way back to her senses, but her face was already flushed deep red, swallowed by pleasure, her breath coming rough.
"I don't want to. I like you better this way."
"D-don't, I... kyaa!"
When I scooped her up, the arms looped around my neck clenched hard. I lifted her by the hips and drew both legs around my waist. My cock settled over her groin as if to press her down, and at the feel of it her eyes began to glaze.
"Nnh, haah... H-honey..."
"Where's the bedroom? Why is this place so pointlessly huge?"
"O-over there. Over there..."
The suite was enormous. I'd only ever seen a rectangular dining table like that on TV or YouTube, and none of it mattered now. The bedroom was more urgent. The room was luxurious enough that I wondered whether I'd ever set foot in a place like it again, but I no longer cared.
"Nnh, mmph, ahh, chu, haah... Why are you so good at kissing...?"
"I could ask you the same, Hyesun. Who taught you?"
"...D-does it bother you?"
"No. Keep going. Quickly."
"Mm. Mmph, haah, nnh, haaahn..."
Clinging to me, Hyesun began to squirm, and she didn't ask to wash again. As I carried her toward the place she'd indicated, trading kisses, I could feel her body growing hotter and hotter in my arms.
"Mmph, ahh, s-so good... Your lips taste so good... mmph..."
When we entered the bedroom, rose petals were scattered across a king-size bed, and a towel sculpture of two swans curved their necks into an elegant heart, beaks meeting. It was pretty. Unfortunately, we had no use for it. I kicked the swans aside in one motion and laid Hyesun down on the bed.
"Haah, ahh... W-we really ought to wash..."
"We're wasting time."
She lay there swallowing, looking up at me. I looked down at her, then stripped my shirt off in a rush. She hurried out of her outer layer just as quickly, and I shoved my pants down together with my underwear.
"Ah..."
Her hands trembled as she worked at her blouse, and the moment she saw my cock her whole body locked. I came down over her while she stared up at me as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"A-ahh... H-honey... I haven't—I haven't taken everything off yet..."
"I'll do it."
"Ah..."
I caught her blouse and peeled it away with a rough hand, as if I meant to tear it. She swallowed, looking up at me, then pulled my cheek in and kissed me.
"Haah... rough. I like it. I like it so much..."
"You like it rough?"
"I like all of it. The gentle kisses and the rough hands. Want me like this. Hold me..."
"Don't worry."
In one motion I pushed her skirt up and tore through the pantyhose beneath it. At the sharp rip she moaned and looked up at me with an expression that said the sound only excited her more, and I spread her legs again.
"Ah... haah... Th-this is obscene..."
"...Beautiful."
"R-really...?"
"Yes. I can hardly breathe."
"I-it's not that much..."
Her face had gone scarlet and glistened with my saliva. The blouse at her chest was roughly shoved aside, the once-uncreased skirt rolled all the way to her waist, and through the torn pantyhose I could see the skin of her thighs—and the deep navy underwear gone dark where it was soaked.
"...To my eyes, you're beautiful."
"Th-thank God. Thank God... nnh... ahhnn..."
"Here. Do you like it?"
"Yes, I-I like it. It's s-so hard... ahh, kkh—?!"
Unused to bearing my weight, she squirmed beneath me and swallowed her breath—then immediately began to tremble as my cock pressed into her. Hot slick and a warm rush spread at once over the head, and I could tell, if only faintly, that she had already crested into a small orgasm.
"Ahh, haah, h-honey... I-I want to do it. Let me do it... okay?"
The air between us was burning, nearly at the point of entry, but at her urgent plea I only looked at her and whispered.
"Do you think you can?"
"...I'm worried, because yours is so big, but..."
"If it's your first time, it might be better if I do it."
"I want to do the first time myself... Will you let me...?"
Even a small climax would be hard to ride out, and still she whispered it so pleadingly. I thought I understood, more or less. Maybe it had something to do with memories of having control taken from her. Doing it herself was going to hurt a great deal, and I was worried—but it might help, even a little, with the trauma she carried.
"Of course."
"...Th-thank you... I want to keep going too, but..."
"Tonight, you're the lead, Hyesun. I'll let you do everything you want."
"Haaahn..."
I stroked the black bra over her chest and went on.
"Say whatever you like."
"...You wouldn't even listen when I said we should wash first..."
"You were no different. Want to go wash now, then?"
"Then you'd have to hold back..."
"I can hold back. Should we wash?"
"No. Lie down. Lie down for me..."
"Do you feel ready?"
"I'm already... already soaked. I've never been this excited before..."
"...All right."
I lay down beside her and looked at her, and Hyesun let out a heated breath as she slowly pushed herself up. Through her trembling thighs and the stockings torn open, her skin showed, and I swallowed as I looked up at her.
"I-it's too big... Can it even get this big...?"
"I thought it was average."
"...How is this average..."
"You don't like it?"
"No... It looks like a t-treasure. It's incredible..."
Her eyes wouldn't leave my cock. She swallowed, looked down at me, and slowly began to climb on top.
"Haah, haah..."
"Excited?"
"So, so excited... This is the moment I've been dreaming of..."
"And if you compare it?"
"B-better... Better than I imagined..."
She swallowed, rose onto her knees, and slowly drew her panties aside. The moment that scrap of black cloth, ornate with lace, was pushed away, the pretty, private place between her thighs was bared, and my gaze stopped there too.
"D-does it look strange...?"
"No. It's pretty. Like a flower."
"...Thank you so much for seeing it that way..."
Unlike Hyunji, her outer lips were slender, with little flesh to them. Because of that, her clit and the red inner flesh were fully exposed, flushed scarlet with arousal. Her ripe entrance, opened like a flower in full bloom, was heavy with dew. The urge to take it into my mouth in one swallow rose on its own and pooled saliva on my tongue. As if she felt my gaze, her slick welled and spilled, pouring over the head of my cock.
"You're really wet."
"B-because of you. Who told you to look at me like that?"
"What am I supposed to do when you're this pretty, Hyesun?"
"...Ah... If you say things like that now..."
"Hurry. I want to be inside you."
"Mm. I can't hold back anymore either..."
"Draw it out any longer and I'll do it myself."
"W-wait... huu. Huu..."
Hyesun drew a slow breath, set both hands on my chest, and shifted her hips until she had me fitted to her entrance. It would have been easier if she squatted instead of bracing on her knees, but I didn't want to nitpick and spoil the moment of her first time. The instant the head touched her, her hips jerked, and she had to line us up again.
"Ahh, i-it's hot. I-I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. We feel good right now, don't we?"
"Y-you're right. So, so good..."
The Hyesun looking down at me was already hazy, letting out nothing but heated moans as she drew breath. I waited quietly while she adjusted again, and the moment she found the spot her hips twitched once more.
"Ahh, s-so hard, huu, haah..."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes. It's incredible. Incredible... haa, haa..."
I waited, feeling her soft fingers as she clumsily lined us up again. I meant to give her all the time she needed to enjoy it. I was urgent too, but not past enduring, and I wanted to be a little more considerate of the woman who had dreamed of this moment.
"...Thank you..."
"Don't thank me. This moment only happens once."
"...Mm..."
She seemed to understand. Even as she panted, she smiled faintly, set her hands on my chest again, and looked at me.
"I-I'm going..."
"Yes. Come here."
"...Mm... My first... this is my first..."
"I know. I can feel it. What you've kept so precious. I can feel it clearly."
"...Ah..."
From inside her, where she touched the head, slick welled and spilled again. It might have been the stimulation of the words themselves, but the thought of how happy she was in this moment filled my chest once more. She was adorable.
"...Haah, nnh, then..."
"Yes. I'm waiting."
"...Kkhh?!"
The instant she put her strength into her hips, the fingers braced on my chest clenched as if they meant to tear at me. Her grip didn't hurt. I could feel the Special Internal Energy spreading through my body, but something else had taken hold of my head.
"...Nnh, ahh, my stomach—I'm full... so full... ahhnn..."
"...I can feel you."
"Ahh, nnh, inside me—how is it inside me...? I-is it strange...?"
"No. It's so good."
"Ahhnn!"
Without meaning to, I tensed my lower abdomen, and my cock throbbed. Hyesun's body jerked and her head snapped up. I bit down on my molars against the overwhelming sensation of being inside her.