The First Time
Shin-woo thought to himself.
Is this really okay? But look at Sister Yumi’s reaction... Right, she wouldn’t be lying to a dying man. No, wait—didn’t that Grim Reaper try to screw me over at the end? Don’t tell me this is another trap...
But since I was already dead, there was no reason to hesitate any longer.
"Haha, what else would a twenty-year-old guy do at night while thinking about a beautiful woman?"
I tossed out the kind of brazen line that was so blunt it ought to have frozen the room solid, but if I hadn’t been the one with my eyes closed, I would’ve had every reason to bolt in shame.
"Oh my... you really did that while thinking about me?"
Yumi began rubbing the palm of her hand over my pants, circling slowly as she squeezed my cock through the fabric.
"So this is how you got like this? I didn’t think you’d be that kind of boy... Shin-woo, this won’t do."
Her gentle tone, completely at odds with her words, gave me a surge of confidence.
"I’m sorry. But I couldn’t help it. It was your fault, Sister."
Now that I had her, I pressed harder, riding the momentum.
"My fault? Then I guess that means I can do whatever I want, too."
With a click, the button of my pants came undone, and a moment later the zipper slid down.
When I lifted my hips just enough to help, Yumi yanked my pants off in one smooth motion.
It all happened suddenly, but between the two of us—already fully in sync—everything moved with terrifying speed.
I caught sight of my gray underwear, soaked with dripping pre-cum.
My cock had been swelling more than usual, probably because my heart was pounding so hard, and the moment she pulled my pants away, it sprang free with a dull thud.
"Huh, what the hell is this...?"
Yumi’s pupils trembled at the unexpected size.
My friends had always teased me, saying it was no use carrying around good equipment if you never used it in the field.
Even Yumi, who had seen more than a few men, was looking at this size for the first time.
"You were hiding something like this..."
She couldn’t finish the sentence.
Then, almost naturally, she reached out and wrapped her hand around my cock in a soft grip.
The moment her cold hand touched me, clear fluid began seeping from the tip.
"Ngh..."
Those hands have probably touched dozens of heads today, and now they’re stroking my cock.
A small, wicked thrill rolled through me, and it only made me hotter.
"Was it like this last time too?"
When I opened my eyes, Yumi was standing there, gazing down at my cock with a sultry look.
"Yeah..."
Hearing my answer, Yumi moved her hand up and down.
"That must’ve been hard for you."
The familiar background in front of me, the unfamiliar situation unfolding in it—I reached my climax far too easily.
"Ugh... Sister, I’m gonna cum."
Yumi’s hand sped up to finish me off.
Fwoosh. Fwoosh. Fwoosh.
"Oh my."
She didn’t manage to dodge in time. With her eyes squeezed shut, she took the white spray straight to the face.
Once, twice, three strong bursts slapped against Yumi’s face before slowly easing up, but she never stopped moving her hand, milking me for the very last drop.
After I came, I shuddered and panted hard while Yumi wiped her face and my filthy cock with a towel.
"Did it feel good?"
"Yes. It felt so good."
Only after my breathing had settled and my body had stopped trembling did it occur to me.
That wasn’t sex, was it...? It feels a little unsatisfying to stop here.
But I wasn’t the only one left wanting more.
If anything, Yumi was the more frustrated of the two.
While she was touching my cock, she’d felt moisture soaking through her panties.
The urge to pull them down right then and shove her fingers into herself surged through her.
And the nostalgic scent of night-blooming flowers she hadn’t smelled in so long finally snapped the last thread of her reason.
"Shin-woo, then could you help Sister a little, too?"
As I started to lift my upper body, I saw Yumi fumbling beneath her skirt.
A moment later, she held up a pair of black panties, limp and glistening with slick, soaked through with her juices.
Yumi casually tossed the panties aside and started climbing onto me.
The chair wasn’t nearly large enough for two people at once, but the fact that she squeezed herself into the space anyway was proof enough of how stubborn she was.
I could feel something wet and hot beneath her fluttering skirt pressing against my cock.
And before I even had time to say anything, my cock was suddenly slid into somewhere.
"Hahh."
"Ngh."
A low moan escaped us at the same time.
Carefully lifting her skirt, I found the cock that had always been there now completely swallowed by Yumi’s cunt and gone from sight.
"Ugh... Sister..."
Yumi leaned forward, and our lips met.
Neither of us waited for the other. We began to taste each other hungrily, and the occasional blare of a car horn reminded me that this wasn’t a dream.
So it really came to this...
In this unbelievable situation, I’d forgotten even the fact that I was dead and simply drowned in ecstasy.
I slipped my hand beneath her skirt and gripped her ass.
As soon as my hand touched her, I could feel the walls around my cock twitching.
Yumi broke the kiss and leaned against my chest, starting to rock her hips.
"Hnn."
The big cock she’d tasted after so long was enough to satisfy her with penetration alone.
My hands still kneaded her large ass.
"Sister, can you take this off?"
At my request, Yumi carefully lifted her skirt, worried my cock might slip out.
I’d spent so many days secretly watching her ass sway whenever she walked.
I’d never forgotten it on the way home, and the moment I got there, I’d jerked off thinking about what lay beneath it.
And now, the very ass I’d only ever imagined was moving up and down in front of me, bared in soft, white splendor.
Yumi, who had been moving at a steady pace, gradually began to pant harder and faster.
"Sister, a little gentler... ngh."
But Yumi ignored me and kept speeding up, making it harder and harder for me to endure the stimulation of my first real penetration.
"Sister, I think I’m gonna cum now..."
I tried to push her away, but Yumi only hugged me tighter.
"Just do it."
The moment she said that, I blasted my load from the tip of my cock.
Fwoosh.
Even more semen than last time filled Yumi’s cunt to the brim.
Yumi collapsed onto my body.
Feeling warm fluid seep out from between her legs, the two of us held each other for a long while.
"Sister, I’m going to head out now."
For some reason I felt awkward, but Yumi looked thoroughly refreshed as she patted my ass.
"What happened today is our little secret, okay?"
"Yes..."
Yumi rose on tiptoe and placed a light kiss on my reddened cheek.
"Then see you again, Shin-woo."
At her words, my cock twitched.
Back home, I sat down heavily on the bed and thought over everything that had happened today.
Being pulled into the water while trying to save a child, meeting the Grim Reaper, my first sex—on top of that, with Sister Yumi, the very woman I’d used to fantasize about and jerk off to all the time.
It all felt too unreal to be true.
Overcome by fatigue, I closed my eyes.
And when I opened them again some time later, a familiar woman was standing in front of me.
"So, did you fulfill your wish?"
Unlike before, the Grim Reaper’s expression was a little more relaxed as she looked at me.
I jerked upright in shock.
"It... wasn’t a dream."
Only then did the reality of my death truly sink in.
The Grim Reaper started rattling off one thing after another in front of me.
It was probably some kind of manual for people who had just died for the first time.
But not a single word of it reached my ears.
I can still feel Sister Yumi’s body wrapped around my cock so vividly... and that was the end of it?
Once you’ve tasted something, you always want more.
My brain, completely under the control of my lower half, began spinning at a speed it had never reached before.
And in that moment, one thought flashed through my head.
"I’m not done yet."
The Grim Reaper, who had been talking away without caring whether I listened or not, stopped.
"Hm? What did you say?"
I met her eyes and straightened my shoulders.
"I said my wish hasn’t been granted yet."
She let out a scoff.
"Ha. You think you’re the first person to do this? You think I’ve only dealt with one or two people who start making ridiculous demands the moment they’re about to die?"
But I didn’t back down.
"No? Then think about it again. What exactly was the wish I made back then?"
"W-What kind of filthy wish are you asking me to remember now?"
The Grim Reaper stammered, her face flushed.
"There’s no need to think back on such a simple wish. You clearly asked me to make it so you could do it with a woman you could have done it with, and you did it, didn’t you? What else is there?"
She was completely sure of herself.
And that was where I made my gamble.
"That’s right. I definitely said I wanted to do it with a woman I could have done it with. And on the screen you showed me, there were women I could have done it with."
Even after my answer, the Grim Reaper didn’t change her attitude.
"Exactly. So you admit it. I showed you the women you wanted to do it with—"
Then her momentum died.
Her flushed face drained of color, turning even paler than before.
I didn’t miss the opening.
"That’s right. My wish was to do it with a woman I could have done it with. And the women I could have done it with were the women on the screen you showed me. T-h-e m-e-n."
"Th-That kind of twisting logic is..."
She tried to sound dismissive, but she was already trembling with both hands clenched tight.
I can hear the gears grinding in her head.
"That’s why you should always be careful when making a contract."
I hadn’t forgotten the expression on her face right before I returned to the past.
That makes me feel a little better.
"Th-Then how about this."
Let’s hear what she came up with after thinking it over.
"Yeah, go ahead."
"One year. I’ll give you one year from now. During that time, do whatever you want. But after one year, you’ll come with me without another word."
I thought it over.
One year... Well, death isn’t something I can undo anyway. I guess this is good enough.
It would be a lie to say I wasn’t disappointed, but considering my situation, it wasn’t a bad offer.
"Fine. I accept."
Even after I accepted, the Grim Reaper still couldn’t hide her indignation.
"To dare bargain with me... I’ll remember this."
Leaving those final words behind, the Grim Reaper vanished.
The scenery around me shifted back into my room.
"A threat from the Grim Reaper, huh? Guess I can’t even die however I want now..."
With the tension gone, I flopped down and sorted through the situation.
"So the time I have left is one year..."
There isn’t much time. I would spend that year sleeping with as many women as I possibly could. My life would now be driven by a single goal.
A few days later, spring returned to campus for the first time in over ten years, and it was dazzlingly alive.
"Heh. Age really is king."
My eyes, now looking at the world from the brink of thirty, moved busily.
Following the pale legs exposed beneath a fluttering short skirt, I soon arrived at the lecture hall.
I loved you. Goodbye.
I stared until the end, hoping the skirt might flutter once and show me her ass, but nothing of the sort happened, and after bidding a brief farewell to my one-sided love with the faceless girl whose back I’d only ever seen, I began scanning the classroom.
She should be here somewhere... Found you.
The classroom was bustling with students gradually taking their seats.
And then a girl sitting with her head deeply bowed came into view.
Found her.
I strode over and stopped beside her.
Drk.
The sound of a chair being pulled out linked us together.
The girl, still keeping her head down, only flicked her eyes toward the suddenly occupied seat beside her.
"Hey. This seat’s free, right?"
At my question, she gave the smallest nod.
Looking at her, I thought, So I met her at last... but can I really do that with her?
Her name was Park Ha-young.
After failing to enroll in the course in the past, I ended up taking a general education class alone, where I was randomly assigned to the same group as her for a project. Nothing really happened between us, and by the time the semester ended, our connection had ended with it.
She was so extremely introverted that I’d hardly ever spoken to her face-to-face, which made it difficult even now, after meeting her again, to imagine doing anything sexual with Ha-young.
But if I think about what happened with Sister Yumi... there’s definitely a chance.
I didn’t want to waste the little time I’d been given.
My firm resolve to sleep with as many women as possible in the life I’d been granted made me bold.
Just like I remembered: an oversized hoodie and loose jeans. Exactly the same as before.
All through class, I could feel her eyes sneaking toward me from the side, but considering her personality, I decided to pretend I hadn’t noticed.
And if things go on like this, then I’ll probably get away with it even if I just sit still...
"Then from now on, the two of you will be paired together for this class, so please turn in your team assignment to the TA as a pair. That’s all for today."
"As expected."
I pumped my fist inwardly and cheered.
Beside me, Ha-young looked completely lost after hearing the professor’s words.
"Um, I’m taking this class alone too. If you don’t have anyone to work with, how about teaming up with me? Ah, since you’re taking this class, you must be a freshman too, right? Would it be okay if I spoke casually?"
Ha-young lifted her head.
The moment our eyes met, my chest thudded hard.
Did Ha-young always look like this...? I didn’t realize it before, but she’s actually kind of cute.
A twenty-year-old man looking at a twenty-year-old woman and a thirty-year-old man looking at a twenty-year-old woman did not see the same face at all, even if the face itself was identical.
Ha-young nodded and answered in a faint, crawling voice.
"O-Okay. T-Thanks."
"Don’t mention it. Let’s do well together."
Meeting the bright expression she wore, as if she were looking at her savior, my heart began to race even more.
So Ha-young can make that kind of face, too.
After exchanging numbers, the two of us parted ways.
"If I push too hard on the first day, I might blow it, so I guess I’ll be satisfied with just meeting Ha-young today."
Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.
After tasting women once, I was in a constant state of arousal, as though all the desire I’d built up over the years was about to burst free.
As Ha-young’s retreating back grew smaller, Yumi’s large, generous ass suddenly overlaid itself on top of her in my mind.
After checking the people around me, I set off at a quick, short-stepped pace, my cock already hardening.
A moment later, I stopped in front of a familiar hair salon sign.
"Huuuu."
I took a deep breath and went in.
-Ding
Ah...
But that excitement lasted only a moment. The scene in front of me was enough to fill my face with disappointment.
"Oh? Shin-woo, you’re here? What’s with the visit at this hour?"
Yumi greeted me with a lively voice.
"Haha, Sister. Hello."
In contrast, I’d already deflated.
In front of Yumi was some middle-aged woman having her hair done.
"Hang on, could you sit over there and wait for a bit?"
Yumi pointed to the empty sofa before turning her attention back to the customer.
"Yes..."
I flopped down on the sofa and leaned all the way back.
Damn it, idiot. Of course a hair salon is going to have customers. Jeez.
My once-proud erection shrank down in sympathy.
I leaned back on the sofa and closed my eyes.
Maybe because I’d relaxed, the sudden sleepiness that hit me was something I accepted without protest.
"...Ya, Shin-woo."
It felt like only a few minutes had passed when I heard someone calling me, and I opened my eyes.
Yumi was standing in front of me.
Just to be sure, I looked past her, and the middle-aged woman was still seated where she’d been.
I let out a long sigh.
Seeing that, a smile spread across Yumi’s lips.
"Could you come this way for a second?"
"Huh? Where...?"
Led by Yumi’s hand, I was taken to the shampoo room in the back of the salon.
The familiar scent of shampoo seeped deep into my lungs.
When the two of us stepped into the shampoo room, lit at a gentle level to keep customers from being blinded, Yumi glanced outside once and drew the curtain.
"S-Sister...?"
"Shh."
She reached out and covered my mouth with a finger.
"That customer there never wakes up once she falls asleep unless someone shakes her awake."
It took me a moment to understand what Yumi meant.
And when she pressed my shoulder and sat me down in the chair a moment later, I finally caught on to what she was after.
I obediently did as she wanted.
Yumi squatted down in front of me and reached for my pants with both hands.
With a click, the button came undone, and I naturally lifted my hips to help her pull my pants off more easily.
My cock, which had been all shriveled a moment ago, was already growing with impressive force.
The swollen thing thrust itself into view through the open gap of my raised underwear.
"That must’ve been hard for you."
Once Yumi pulled down my underwear too, my cock sprang free and bobbed up and down in front of her face as if begging her to understand its suffering.
"Ngh..."
Her cool touch stroked my fire-hot shaft.
Yumi looked up at me and whispered.
"You absolutely mustn’t make a sound."
I exaggerated a mute expression, clamped my mouth shut, and nodded.
At the same time, Yumi’s shining pink lips parted, and she took my cock into her mouth.