Morning
"...Haa, ahh... Y-you... why aren't you coming...?"
Lee Hyesun whispered it as if she were only just coming back to herself, and the words were thick with unease. I kept idly toying with her breasts, and she asked again.
"...My... my body... you don't like it...? Haa... nnh..."
"Not at all. I was holding back because the way you come is cute."
"I want... to see you come too..."
She was plainly far too worried about her age and her body. There was no reason for it. Well, fine. This wasn't the only night we'd have, and I'd already decided to match her today. I was starting to want to finish myself.
"Then shall we come together?"
"...Haa... o-one more time...?"
"Yes. One more."
She swallowed. "Really...? This... again...?"
"I can give you as many more as you want."
"...Then do it. Hold me warm like this again... I want to come on you again..."
"All right."
I gently wiped the tears from her eyes, held her gaze, and began to move my hips once more.
"Ah—haah, nnh, s-soft..."
"You don't like this?"
"No, no. It's so, so good... Ahhnn... do you like my body...?"
"Yes. Warm, soft, and springy. Delicious."
"Nnh, haaak, I'm so glad... so glad... Haaahn, ahhnn..."
As I gently stirred her from the inside, I could finally feel Hyesun taking my boy in with her whole body. She seemed a little overwhelmed, and yet she was savoring that pressure, so I drew her closer in my arms.
"Nnh, you're warm... your body... so warm..."
"Yours too. Next time, let's do it with everything off. I'm curious."
"...Mm... next time, again... hold me again..."
"I like it so much I want to stay like this."
"Th-thank you, ahh... me too, I feel the same... haaann, nnh..."
Still whispering, I picked up the pace little by little. Hyesun's moans were deepening, her breath turning feverish. I braced a hand against the bed, looked into her face, and held her eyes.
"Ah... nnh, haa... ahh..."
"You're beautiful."
"...Ahhk! Y-you too... can I... touch your face...? Ahhk..."
"Of course."
"Ah... it's so, so good... I'm happy... haaann, ahh, nnh..."
She really was weaker to this kind of whisper, this kind of mood. We had only met each other's eyes for a moment, and already strength was gathering in her legs.
"D-darling... I'm, again..."
"Me too. I'll go a little faster."
"R-really? Inside, do it inside... okay?"
"Yes. I will."
"Ah... ah—haah! Nnh, hhk, nnghh, haah, haah!"
The moment I started to speed up, tension seized her whole body. She had clearly been stimulated more than enough already. I could feel her climbing toward orgasm in every line of her, and I held her tight and snapped my hips.
"Ahk! Haah! Nnh! I—darling! I'm g-going to—! Ahh! Ahhk!"
"Hold on just a little. I'm almost there too."
"O-okay, ahhk! Hhk, what do I do, I can't hold it, ahhk, nnh, ahk, nn, ngh!"
She was biting her own lip to endure it. At that sound I only lifted my head and covered her mouth in a single breath.
"Mm—! Hhk, mm, nng! Ahh! Hhk! Ngh, haa, mmph! Haaannn!"
"...I'll just go."
But Hyesun couldn't hold it. She crested first, her whole body beginning to tremble. I was nearly there myself, the urge already cresting, so I didn't stop. I kept driving my hips.
"Aah! Ahhk! I'm, I'm coming, ah—haah! Aah, ahk, nnghh! Nnh! It's coming again! Ahhk!"
"Yes. Me too. Mm."
"Hhk, nng, ngh, kyahh, haah, haaannn!"
"Kh."
I pressed down over the crown of her head, buried deep inside her, and let the climax pour out. My Special Internal Energy shot through me. Pleasure burst in my skull like fireworks, and I emptied everything into her while pulling her body even closer.
"Ah—haah?! H-hot, it's hot! Hhk, nnghh, my belly, so full, ahh! Haah, again, again! Haah, ahh, haaak! Haaann!"
Pinned beneath me, Hyesun thrashed. Her body twisted this way and that, locked rigid, writhed across the bed, and went rigid all over again, and I felt every bit of it. I drank in, with my own body, the sight of her screaming through orgasm after orgasm.
"Ahaahn, nnh. Hehh, haah, haaann..."
I savored her through that long stretch of climax, and then, as if none of it had happened, the strength drained out of her. Her arms and legs sprawled limp across the sheets. The tension left her entirely, and under my weight she seemed to sink deeper and deeper into the mattress.
"Haaann... haa... hehh... nnghhh..."
Then that enormous drowsiness and fatigue came for me again. I shook my head, and felt droplets of sweat scatter. Sweat? I hadn't felt tired at all, and yet my whole body was drenched, as if I'd been running on a treadmill for ages.
...So this is because I got angry at you today? Don't go acting stingy on me...
I was too tired for the thought to finish. Still, I had to look. Gritting my teeth, I barely managed to pull out of her, and watched the cloudy spill of semen and her own fluids pour from between her trembling thighs as she gushed all over again. Then I simply threw myself down beside her. A big bed was a fine thing. The moment I decided I liked it, my consciousness cut out.
What brought me back was a soft hand stroking my hair. I opened my eyes, and the first thing to greet me, past the fingers smoothing my hair and my brow, was Hyesun's gentle smile. She lay on her side beside me, as if she had been waiting just to welcome me.
"You're awake?"
"...Mm... a little while ago."
"You must be tired. Yesterday was one thing after another."
"...It all melted away. Thanks to you..."
"Does it hurt?"
"Not at all. It still feels like you're inside me, but... I'm so happy. You?"
I smiled at how naturally she answered and drew her into my arms. She settled against my chest and looked up at me, dazed. I studied that face for a moment, then kissed her forehead.
"Ah..."
"It was good. Good enough that I already want to do it again."
"...You liked my body too...?"
"Yes. Did you, Hyesun?"
"...I really thought I was going to die, you know..."
"But you didn't."
"I was worried because I'm clumsy."
"I remember. You thought it was over just because you came by yourself."
"...O-of course I thought that..."
"It was cute. But you know better now, right?"
"...I learned it with my whole body..."
"There's still a lot left to learn."
"...Mm... teach me... a lot..."
"When did you shower?"
Nestled in my arms, she was in a robe, and the wreck of her face had already been wiped clean of every trace of makeup. Without it, she even carried a kind of innocent beauty—enough that I found myself thinking how much Hyunji took after her mother.
"...R-right after I woke up..."
"Mm. You smell good."
"...You, of all people... you haven't even washed... why do you smell so good?"
"Maybe because I held you yesterday?"
"Th-that can't be... I really didn't smell yesterday? Now I'm even more self-conscious..."
So she cared a great deal about cleanliness. I liked that, which meant I'd have to be considerate of it from now on. Yesterday was already over, and it had been good.
"It was wonderful. Why worry so much?"
"They say you start to smell when you get older..."
"Not at all. You were so warm and soft."
"Thank goodness..."
"If it worries you that much, we'll wash first next time."
"...Mm... I love hearing you say next time..."
"I didn't even notice you'd gotten up. I must have slept deeply."
Lately I woke at the slightest sound or sensation, and yet I'd slept like the dead until she rose. And this condition—my mornings had been good recently, but today vitality seemed to pour from my whole body. Was it the bed? The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. She must have caught me staring without meaning to; she smiled softly and buried her face against my chest.
"Do you like the bed?"
"Yes. How did you know?"
"Even while you were holding me yesterday, you kept glancing at it."
"My bed's small. I've been interested in them lately. Were you hurt?"
"No? I still feel wonderful. You didn't treat me awkwardly..."
"Awkward? If anything, you seem to be the awkward one."
"A-a little? But isn't that natural...? I showed you all of that... that mess of myself yesterday."
She dropped her eyes as if ashamed. I watched her face, then gently lifted her chin and met her gaze.
"You were adorable. You took every bit of it without acting like it hurt, and you felt it honestly."
"...I'm serious. It felt like an iron skewer stirring around inside my belly, I told you."
"But it was good, wasn't it?"
"...Mm. It was... enormous... And... I realized a person really can pass out from it..."
"You say that like you've seen it happen... Ah. Don't tell me."
At my words she flushed and looked up at me with hazy eyes, then quietly stroked my cheek. There had been a time, after I slept with Hyunji, when Han Gyeo-wool cleaned up afterward. She must have told Hyesun about it.
"...Mm... I thought, so that's how warmly you held Hyunji then, too... Thank you so much..."
"We agreed not to talk about Hyunji."
"I can't help it. She's my daughter..."
"...Are you trying to make me feel guilty again?"
She smiled softly at my grumbling, gazed at my face, and whispered.
"If anything, you seem to like it."
"...It is stimulating."
My boy rose at once and pressed straight into her stomach. I could have told him to settle down, but I didn't particularly have a reason to.
"...I c-can feel it... I don't know why you'd find this stimulating, but..."
"...I just do. It feels like I'm sinning against Hyunji, and against you."
"Cute. You worry about the strangest things..."
"So you don't like it?"
"No. It makes me so happy, thinking you treasure my daughter, and me..."
"You said there was a lot you wanted to do. Did we get through all of it?"
"...Mm. Touching you was good... and giving it to you myself, for the first time, was good... and you letting me do it while we kissed..."
"That was all?"
"...You're right. It really was 'all'... The pleasure you gave me... I couldn't even have imagined it..."
"So you really were satisfied?"
"...Really. So much... But... talking about it... I want to do it again..."
"Shall we?"
"Huh?"
Her eyes went round with surprise as she looked up at me. The face was so cute that I let out a short laugh, slipped a hand inside the front of her robe, and stroked the warmth of her breast.
"Ahh... r-really...? H-how..."
"Yes. Can't you see I'm already up? You're the one who made me like this."
"...Ah... I love hearing that... C-can I touch you too...?"
"Of course."
"...Hnn..."
She held her breath under my hand on her breast and carefully caressed my chest in return. Going straight to putting it in felt a bit much, though, and I wanted to see how she would respond, so I leaned in and whispered at her ear.
"I haven't washed, so I'm a little dirty."
"...Ah, th-then..."
"Will you clean me?"
"...Huh?"
"With your mouth."
"Ah..."
A soft gasp left her at the whisper. I watched her face and waited. There was no sign she disliked it. If anything, the delight was plain.
"R-really...? I can... with my mouth...?"
"What's this. You said you'd already done everything you wanted. Were you waiting for it?"
"O-of course... that's not something you let just anyone do..."
"Just anyone? I didn't say you were mine for nothing. If you don't want to, you don't have to..."
"N-no. I'll do it. I want to... l-let me..."
Joy was already written on her face, and as I watched happiness and anticipation flood across it, I thought, hm. Then maybe I ought to do it with her.
