Baek Jeong-hyeon's Obsession with Purity
Yes, that's it. Da-jeong!
It's not like I'm reading a novel like how to make the lewd girl my girlfriend that the Baek Jeong-hyeon who dislikes it doesn't exist.
Instead, he should like it.
Because even I can see that the Baek A-in illustration looks exactly like me.
He must have recognized it to some extent, right?
So, for all this time, he hasn't read the novel in front of me at all.
Thoughts sorted out at lightning speed.
Probably the god-nim wanted to give Da-jeong a gift as well.
Sorry for suspecting you. God-nim.
Honestly, I've been resenting the god-nim who made me unable to even use a dildo for a long time.
From today on, I'll give sincere thanks every night!
But suddenly, annoyance rose up.
After all, considering the situation, even this time if I had done a little better, the hymen would've been pierced long ago.
“Ah…! Really… annoying…”
He pressed his forehead to the table.
Even though I could have inserted it normally, I should have trained the durability by stabbing a dildo in anyway.
Is this the limit of a virgin pussy with zero damage?
Until now, I had been masturbating thinking it's fine because I could give my pure virgin pussy as a gift to my future husband.
But after losing the sex opportunity I had dreamed of, a frustrated heart made me want to tear out my own hair.
But there's no way.
There's no method at all that I can train my pussy with my own strength alone.
What should I do? If I just leave tomorrow and break the mood, it looks like the boss's heart will freeze cold…
“No. Let's have hope. Jeong Da-jeong. As I worry, a good method will surely come to mind.”
Even though my crotch was a pathetic one that couldn't last a minute when alone, and only thirty seconds when touched by Baek Jeong-hyeon's hand, before tomorrow comes, I decided there's no way but to train it somehow.
It would be much better than just standing there blankly doing nothing.
I can't have Jeong Da-jeong's pretty pussy remembered as a pathetic one in Baek Jeong-hyeon's mind.
I'll definitely wash away this stigma.
I hardened my resolve and ran to the room.
I didn't want to go to such extremes, but I had no choice.
I'm sorry, unnie. But… to graduate virginity together with our little brother, there's no other way.
After deeply apologizing to my precious pussy with my heart, I took out the dildo I had carefully stored away in the closet.
Wiiiing!
As soon as I pressed the button, the dildo started vibrating madly.
Wiping away the tears that trickled out in fear, I tapped both cheeks.
“Good. Let's try once. Jeong Da-jeong. Rub until you pass out.”
I declared towards my precious man who had floated up in my mind last.
Just wait, Baek Jeong-hyeon.
After I'm deflowered with the virginity set as a commemorative souvenir for the premature ejaculation escape, from then on, I'll pour my sincere affection until my semen is completely empty, so prepare yourself…!
I immediately threw off my panties and connected the dildo to the end of the smartphone stand attached to the bed headrest.
It was originally attached so I could watch movies comfortably, but when I inserted the dildo out of curiosity last time, it was the perfect size.
At that time, it was just out of curiosity, but now it was my hope itself.
If I hold it in my hand and do it, I might throw the dildo away midway because I can't endure its aggressiveness.
If there's anything I learned during the previous insertion practice, after rubbing against the dildo, the labia that couldn't withstand the stimulation would immediately spread open, making it hard for me to lift my hips easily.
Again, for the purpose of reliving that sensation, I leaned my back against the bed wall and spread my legs in an M-shape.
After taking one last deep breath, I grabbed the stand and brought it close to my crotch.
Originally, I had planned to press it straight on my clitoris, but just in case, I set the starting point lower.
It was the central part of my pussy, the softest area where my fleshy part sat according to my standard.
Eventually, the head part lowered and touched the pussy flesh with a light tap.
At the same time, I turned on the remote app's vibration function that I had prepared.
“Eh?”
The loud vibration sound of the dildo set to the same level as before echoed, but strangely, no special feeling came.
Because it was the first time using this function, I was very scared, but maybe it was needless worry.
The sound was loud, but it was just the rotating head tapping the pussy flesh a little.
“The level… is low, so?”
Tick, tick…
“Aaang… Ah… Ah… Haaah…”
Just in case, I rubbed it with my fingers, and my body's reaction was normal.
I swallowed saliva and fiddled with the phone.
“Raise it a little more…?”
Out of twenty levels, only five.
I thought for a moment,
“T-Then… I-I'll do it…?”
Without hesitation, I jumped over five steps.
Wiiiiing!
“Aaaah…! Th-This… seems faster than I thought… Heuk?!”
It was really instant.
The head started digging quickly between the pussy lips.
At that moment, the image of a woman flashed through my mind.
A woman with her tongue out and half her eyes rolled back, reaching out behind her.
No matter who saw it, it was Jeong Da-jeong itself.
“Ah, aaah…”
In too much desperation, I touched the touchscreen with my hand covered in pussy juice.
“Stop! If I do more here… aaaaaaah……”
Current vibration intensity, 13 levels.
A voice thundering like a storm filled the room, and my pussy beaten mercilessly by the madly rotating dildo would become a ragged rag.
“Heuguuuuug…”
The last thing I heard was the sound of squirting water.
Unfortunately, it was repeated many times.
*
[N... Opba. I'll organize the house well.]
So straightforward.
If it was like before, it would have taken at least a couple of hours for an answer, but it seems he was more worried about the weakness I had caught him in.
In a way, we are holding each other's weaknesses, unlike Jeong Da-jeong who only did public exposure.
In my case, it's at least sexual harassment at minimum, and in the worst case, attempted rape.
Good that I went hard at the beginning to avoid counterattack.
Thanks to that, I can get the desired result without much trouble.
If I could resolve it with the photo I took earlier, I wouldn't need to do this.
In regret, I looked back at the phone screen.
The first photo that filled the [Jeong Da-jeong] folder I made earlier.
The pitiful appearance of sitting on the bathroom floor with legs spread, leaking from the pussy just gone, became material for imagining Baek A-in and rolled around in my imagination with Jeong Da-jeong's image.
Of course, my tastes were so full that it was hard to think it was easy to shoot a pose more lewd than this.
I had wondered.
I had prepared to hope that this would recover my lost erection, and had tried to recall the moaning sounds at the peak by displaying the photo on the largest monitor.
But there was no reaction at all.
All I felt was the anxious thought that it would lead to a confirmed cuckold ending.
So I decided to change the method.
With the mindset similar to when writing erotic stories, I decided to give a slight change to my own heroine.
Just like you can infer past sexual experience from the curve of the spine in a woman in a rear entry position, Jeong Da-jeong who had already shown several similar evidences could never be a virgin.
But in a photo, not reality, it was not impossible to repaint her as a virgin.
Like a nun who must protect virginity coming out from confession with a single curly hair on her lips, I could plant the image of a lecherous woman who craves men from that moment.
Even though it's just a photo, if I succeed in sealing Jeong Da-jeong's hymen in some way, my body might recognize her as a clean virgin.
Even until just before falling asleep at night, I was captivated by that hopeful thought, and it was only late dawn that I finally fell asleep.
“Ha, I'm tired.”
Because of that, dark circles were deeply on my face in the mirror.
It was true that my body was very tired because I hadn't slept properly for this long since the Jeong Da-jeong incident, and fatigue had accumulated.
“This is a bit too much. It's not like a panda…”
My appearance was so pitiful that customers' gazes started to worry a little.
Today, I should have Dae-jeong take care of it as much as possible.
Thinking that, I moved my steps to the cafe.
At home, I was fine, but when I thought about opening the cafe, unease seeped up.
After all, I had to treat Da-jeong normally at the cafe, but because of what I did, I felt guilty belatedly, and I was worried that she might come to the police station instead of the cafe if her heart changed.
“Eh? Early, huh.”
Luckily, the timing was good, and the one I faced in front of the cafe was still the usual appearance I remembered.
Jeans and a white short-sleeve t-shirt.
But,
“Are you okay…?”
It looks like she went completely crazy in one night.
The dark circles had descended twice as dark as mine, and saliva was dripping from one corner of her mouth.
Her eyes were completely swollen, and tear marks seemed to be visible.
I thought she was bearable as a panda, but I felt like she's a hopeless case.
Is she crying because of the pillow fight because of me? It made my heart heavier.
“Hee… Jeong-hyeon… opba…”
Jeong Da-jeong stood leaning unsteadily in a zombie-movie-like pose, shoulders drooping as she nodded her head weakly.
“Hehe… gancha… nayo…”
“G-Got it… Let's go in.”
“Nae… ga-yo…”
I wonder if business would go well today.