Three Hundred Thousand Is a Steal
Three hundred thousand won? Dirt cheap.
I spread her closed folds wide with both hands and studied them up close. Between the flushed, shell-pink lips, a slick sheen of wetness glistened.
So she isn't just tense after all.
All the foreplay we'd managed so far was kissing and sucking on her breasts, and yet Jieun was unmistakably wet. She hadn't been left out of the pleasure entirely.
Reassured, I lowered my mouth and took her pussy in one hungry bite.
A softness unlike anything else in the world came flooding through my lips and tongue—tender, yielding, impossibly delicate. I couldn't stop marveling at it. That something so fragile, so sensitive, could sit exposed on the outside of a body… it was pure mystery.
Holy shit. How does a human body even come with something like this attached?
Men had cocks, sure, but a cock was nothing like this. A cock still felt like an external organ. A pussy felt like it belonged deep inside, something that should never have been left out in the open.
"Aaaah! Dojun! Stop—nnngh!"
For her first ever oral, Jieun reacted like she was having a seizure. She moaned on her own, clapped a hand over her mouth, twisted her body, and finally clawed at the mattress—every frantic little thing she could think of. She was clearly loving it.
I kept licking and sucking until her pussy shone, and only then lifted my head. Jieun looked half out of her mind.
Now.
I would have loved to slide my cock between those pretty lips too, but I saved that for next time and pulled out the condom I'd brought. My cock was already hard at the biggest it had ever been in my life.
You ready, Junior?
Standing rigid as a rod, my cock bobbed up and down as if in answer. I smiled, thoroughly pleased with the impressive sight.
For the record, mine ran on the large side. I half-suspected every nutrient that should have gone into my height had been rerouted straight to my dick.
Before Jieun could fully come back to herself, I settled into position—right between her plump thighs, a perfect vantage where her pussy lay open under my gaze.
Holy shit. Jieun is spreading her legs for a guy.
The situation alone was so filthy I thought I might come just from looking.
That was when Jieun finally managed to gather her wits.
"Haa… Dojun, go slow. If you do it like before, I'm going to die."
"I know."
"I'm serious—it's my first time."
The good news was that for all her whining, she still couldn't bring herself to stop me. By way of reassurance, I pressed my fully erect cock against her and rubbed it thoroughly along her folds—something like a pre-match handshake of manners.
"I'm putting it in."
With that final warning, I pushed the head into her entrance. Jieun's pussy was genuinely tiny, exactly what you'd expect from someone who'd never been with a man. Even as I pressed forward I wondered whether it would actually fit.
"Aaaah! Wait—it's too big!"
Her moan was different from before. The pain was unmistakable.
But I didn't stop. If anything, I pinned her down with my hands as she tried to squirm away, and drove steadily deeper—like a submersible descending into the abyss.
You've got to get used to this. Our Jieun's got a lot of money to make.
The resistance grew fiercer the closer I got to the end, but I reached it all the same. The moment Junior's head kissed the mouth of her womb for the very first time.
At the end of that long journey, the tears that came weren't from below—they welled up above.
For years I had loved a girl that an ordinary Korean nobody like me had no business even looking up at. And somehow, after every glittering bastard out there, I was the one planting the first flag in Jieun's pussy.
I offered a quiet prayer of thanks to the god of crypto. None of this would have been possible without those coins.
What if I hadn't started trading that summer?
I didn't even want to imagine it—but some other guy might have been on top of her by now. And for a measly three hundred thousand won, he would have bought her pussy the way you pull a snack from a vending machine.
Unthinkable.
"You fucking bitch—you're mine. I'm not giving you to anyone!"
I couldn't hold back the surge of heat and possessiveness and ended up blurting the confession out loud. The timing was garbage, the line was garbage, but I didn't regret it. It was the truth.
"Wait—it hurts! Dojun!"
Fortunately, Jieun was too far gone to process what I'd said.
"I told you to wait a second!"
"Sorry. I'm sorry."
Naked underneath me, whimpering like that—she was nothing but adorable.
Whew. Close one. Confession can wait.
I let out a breath of relief and gently pulled her into my arms.
We stayed like that for a long while. Every so often I kissed her, stroked her body, cupped her breasts—anything to keep her from drying out. Giving the two of them time, so her pussy could adjust to Junior.
"Can I move now?"
The moment I judged she had loosened enough, I began to shift my hips, little by little. Skin against skin already felt incredible, but right now I needed to move my cock even a fraction.
Jieun, on the other hand, still bristled with wariness—her first penetration had clearly hurt that badly.
"If I tell you to stop, you stop."
"That's a little…"
"Aah—please."
The desperate look on her face was almost pitiful. But I was aching too badly to give in easily. I needed to talk her around somehow.
"It'll get better once we start."
"Aah… next time, once I'm used to it—then you can do whatever you want."
"For real? Next time I get free rein?"
"…Fine, whatever. You're paying for it anyway."
Did she even understand what she was saying right now?
I went blank.
Her words went past sex entirely—they sounded like she was handing her body over to me like an object.
So this is the taste you get when you buy it.
I'd never done prostitution—hell, I'd never even had sex before—but I understood the flavor of it in a single instant.
"Alright."
In the end I traded the future for a day of service today.
"Is this okay?"
"Mm… just right."
"Jesus. Is this even sex?"
After that I moved the way a snail might have sex—agonizingly slow, drawn out forever. It barely counted as thrusting; it was more like grinding.
But damn, even this feels good. Shit, I might actually come.
Not that it was only a tease. Come to think of it, a man could finish just rubbing against a thigh. This level of stimulation wasn't merely enough—it was overflowing.
Realizing the miserable fate awaiting Adam, I hurriedly checked Jieun's face. Eyes closed, lower lip half-caught between her teeth—she looked like she was enjoying herself.
I couldn't just let things drift like this. I dredged up what I'd read online. According to the internet, women had two fatal weak points: the clitoris and the G-spot. Touch either one properly and any woman would melt. Straight-up cheat codes.
Plan set, I kissed her at once. We'd already kissed ourselves sick earlier, so her mouth opened for me without resistance.
As our tongues tangled, I slid one hand down. Target: the clit standing proud above her folds.
"Hhp…!"
Jieun flinched at the contact on that sensitive spot. Emboldened, I set my fingers to work in earnest.
Mostly the thumb. Pressing down through the hood, rubbing side to side in alternating strokes. The reaction was instant.
"W-wait a second…!"
When she broke the kiss, her face was pure fluster. "Cheat code" wasn't an empty phrase.
"What now?"
"There—nnngh!"
"What about it? Does it feel good?"
I built the pressure gradually, then started grinding and pressing hard, and Jieun lost the plot completely—flopping like a fish just hauled out of the water.
I felt like I was playing an arcade machine. If I'd known it would be like this, I would have worked her G-spot a little before putting it in. Instant regret.
Next time I'll hit the G-spot too.
But the past couldn't be rewritten, and I wasn't about to shove fingers into a pussy that had just been torn open by its first penetration.
I saved that for later and focused on her clit.
"Jieun, try to relax down there."
"Nngh—I don't know! Ah—!"
Under the heavy stimulation her pussy moved like a living thing. The intensity was clearly bleeding through. Sensing Junior was nearing his limit, I picked up the pace.
I widened those snail-slow strokes and put more force into the thumb working her clit.
"Hah—! Dojun, I—I think I'm gonna come!"
With that fevered cry her pussy clamped down in a hard contraction. The already crushing pressure became incomparable. On pure instinct I pulled out.
"Nnnngh—hhk—!"
Jieun let out a string of incoherent sounds and squirted in sharp little spurts. It was so filthy I wanted to save it as a video.
The condom came off.
I looked at the dangling end of the condom that had failed its emergency exit and gave my cock a shake. The signal hit immediately and I came on the spot. White semen painted the soft hair above her pussy.
"Jieun, you okay?"
Afterward I held her dazed body and stroked her. The heat rolling off her skin told me everything about her state. For a long while she said nothing, just trembled in my arms.
And that was how our first time ended. Plenty of regrets—but satisfying all the same. More than anything, I was looking forward to the future. From here on out I would be her only customer, and the two of us were going to go through a lot together.