Certified Realtor Yoon Seoyeong, 28 (6)
'Slipping in just the tip? There's no such thing as—'
Jinsu gripped his cock and pressed it against her pussy.
'That thing doesn't exist.'
Shlooop….
The soft flesh parted around the crown, splitting along its ridge as he slid inside.
"Haah—! J-Jinsu, wait a second…!"
"What's wrong, does it hurt?"
"W-wait, just…!"
Seoyeong's hand shot out and grabbed his arm.
Jinsu froze instantly.
"Are you tense?"
"A little…… no, more than I thought, actually……."
Seoyeong let out a long, deep breath.
Her thighs were clenched tight too.
It was quite a change from how boldly she'd been carrying herself under the influence of the soju.
The alcohol was clearly wearing off.
"Then should I stop?"
Seoyeong blinked rapidly several times, steadying her breathing, then slowly shook her head.
"K-keep going……."
"Will you be okay?"
She drew in a few long breaths and let them out.
Her stiff shoulders gradually began to loosen.
Then the hand gripping his arm went slack.
"…I'm okay now."
"I'll go in slowly."
"Okay."
Jinsu carefully pushed his cock in again.
Seoyeong caught her breath for a moment, but this time she didn't stop him.
As if trying to adapt to the unfamiliar sensation, she squeezed her eyes shut and clamped one hand over her mouth.
His cock met some resistance at first, but once her hymen tore, it slid in smoothly.
The narrow hole gave way without much fuss, and the feeling of her wet inner flesh wrapping snugly around his shaft was almost cozy.
Seoyeong didn't even seem to notice her hymen had broken.
The only one who knew was Jinsu, gazing down at the point where cock met pussy.
A thin thread of blood trickled quietly out.
And then, the last gap between their bodies vanished.
Thud.
"Heeuk…!"
Seoyeong's lower body jerked upward off the sofa.
"Hah… Seoyeong… it's all the way in now."
"Ahh… aaah… I said just the tip, and you put the whole thing in…?"
"I'm sorry. My cock slipped."
"What is this feeling… this…."
"Does it hurt?"
"They say it hurts your first time… but it doesn't hurt at all."
"Really? That's a relief."
"Yes…… it's just……."
Seoyeong's face flushed red.
"It feels… good."
Jinsu looked down at her.
"Good?"
"Mmm……."
She gave a small nod.
"More than I… ever imagined."
"Judging by that expression, you're about to come already."
"Aaah… I'll hold it in."
"My cock's big, right?"
Seoyeong nodded.
Then she closed her eyes and opened them again.
Her face said she had no idea how to react, still unaccustomed to a feeling she'd never known before.
'Fuck…… this is goddamn incredible.'
Jinsu rejoiced inwardly.
It felt completely different from Sujin.
Sujin's pussy had been springy and greedy, swallowing him with hunger — Seoyeong's was narrow and pure.
Even the slightest movement of his cock sent her inner flesh quivering.
"It's strange. It feels like it's reached my stomach."
"I'll start moving."
"S-slowly…."
Jinsu began his rhythm.
Squish, squish.
"Aaah… what do I do…."
Seoyeong moaned, covering her face with both hands.
At first, it was genuinely smooth going.
Squish.
Squish.
The bathrobes had long since lost any purpose.
While thrusting into her, Jinsu shrugged off his own robe, then peeled Seoyeong's off her too — she lay spread-legged on the sofa — and tossed it aside.
In the cozy glow of the flashlight, only Seoyeong's white body remained.
"Hah, mmm…."
Squish, squish.
Squish.
Squish, squish.
"Hah, hah."
For a while, neither of them spoke, lost in the act alone.
Outside, thick streaks of rain drummed against the window, and inside, only ragged breathing carried on.
Paradoxically, the silence made it hotter.
It wasn't that they couldn't find words.
It was that no words were needed now.
The simple fact of his cock inside her pussy was enough.
And feeling the heat and pressure radiating from it, the girth of it filling her completely — that alone was plenty.
It was proof that both of them wanted this, wanted to enjoy the act of a man and a woman this much.
For now, they only had to explore each other's bodies and savor the pleasure each of them felt.
"Aaah…."
"Hah, hah."
Squish.
Squish.
Every time his cock sank in, Seoyeong's breasts swayed up and down.
She gazed down at him with hazy, rapturous eyes, occasionally biting her lip hard.
Squish, squish.
Squish.
Each time his cock plunged in, Seoyeong's lower belly bulged.
Each time it pulled out, her inner flesh clung to it, dragged along as if trying to hold him in.
Her pussy lips were generous, swollen with moisture and spread wide open.
Her hole, stretched to the thickness of his cock, clenched tight with every thrust.
"Hahh, aaah, ah… mmm… aah… ah…."
Squelch.
Squelch.
Squelch.
The pace held steady.
Not fast.
But every single thrust, Jinsu buried himself to the hilt.
Seoyeong moaned in time with that depth, her body shuddering.
"Hahh…, aahh…!"
Jinsu watched her in silence.
'So fucking hot….'
The slightest change in his movement transformed Seoyeong's expression.
Her eyebrows trembled, her lips parted, her breathing grew ragged.
Every one of those small shifts stoked his excitement higher.
And then, at some point—
"Aaahh…!"
Seoyeong's body convulsed hard.
She'd been savoring a long, slow buildup, and now she went limp across the sofa.
Jinsu looked down at her and smiled with satisfaction.
'You came before me.'
He gave her hip a light pat.
"Are you okay?"
"Hah, hah… yes…."
"Should we try a different position this time?"
Seoyeong gazed up at him with drowsy eyes.
"It's… not over yet, right?"
"I haven't come yet, have I."
Jinsu studied her expression.
"What's wrong? Are you tired?"
Seoyeong shook her head at once.
"N-no."
"Then what is it?"
She hesitated a moment, then bit her lip softly.
"Because it feels good……."
"Because it feels good?"
"Yes……."
Seoyeong's cheeks were burning red, her eyes heavy-lidded and languid.
"I want to keep going."
The corners of Jinsu's mouth curled up.
"Then get up."
Jinsu pulled his cock out and rose from her body.
Seoyeong slowly stood up.
"Hold onto this and lean over."
Jinsu pointed at the table.
Seoyeong shuffled over on unsteady legs and stopped in front of the table.
Then she planted both hands on its edge.
"Like this…?"
Standing, she bent her upper body forward.
Her hips thrust back, and the line running from her waist down to her hips drew closer, bigger and more alluring than ever.
Jinsu, already positioned behind her, drank in the curve with a satisfied eye, tracing it downward.
Her slender waist dipped sharply at a single point, then flared out pleasingly below it.
He liked the way her ass sat up, firm and springy.
Not the sculpted result of exercise, but softly plump in just the right measure, smooth and round.
And there, at the very bottom center, the hole….
Her pussy showed between the cheeks of her ass.
Glistening, soaked with moisture, it wasn't fully closed — slightly parted.
Having gripped his cock just moments ago, the hole was still a little stretched.
Below that.
The two slender thighs propping up her hips were pale and beautiful too.
"Wow……."
Jinsu smacked his lips without meaning to.
"What are you doing back there?"
Seoyeong glanced back over her shoulder, embarrassed.
"Are you looking at my butt?"
Jinsu seized one cheek in his hand.
"Yes. Looking."
The soft firmness filled his palm completely.
He squeezed and kneaded it for a moment.
"Haaah…."
Seoyeong's hands pressed harder against the table.
At the same time, he could see her pussy pucker and flex.
"I'm putting it in."
Jinsu crowded in close behind her and pressed his cock against her.
The moment the crown slipped inside, Seoyeong's upper body dipped even lower.
"Mmm…."
She squirmed restlessly.
"Ah, it's deeper than before."
"That's probably because I'm taking you from behind."
He buried his cock to the root, then gripped her waist.
And from there, the fucking began in earnest.
Squish.
Squish.
Every thrust rocked Seoyeong's body and made the wide table shudder slightly.
The flashlight's glow wavered behind her back, casting the silhouettes of the two of them onto the far wall.
In the black shadow on the wall, the long cock of the man standing behind slid in and out of the woman's ass, over and over.
Jinsu and Seoyeong kept having sex, cycling through position after position.
Seoyeong, clumsy and tense at first, changed at some point — the whole atmosphere around her shifted.
Again and again her body shook with climax, and she cried out, screaming Jinsu's name.
Jinsu was no different.
As time passed his movements grew rougher and rougher — once he took her from behind doggy-style and came all over her ass, once he laid her down on the floor and pounded into her, spilling on her breasts as well.
On his side, he held one of Seoyeong's legs up in both hands and thrust into her from that angle, sinking deep into a pleasure unlike anything before.
Best of all was that with every change of position, he got to admire her figure from a fresh new angle.
Every last corner of her body, seared into his eyes.
The relative darkness was the only drawback, but he had a feeling that from now on, whatever clothes Seoyeong showed up in, the body beneath them would rise up in his mind effortlessly.
Even if she appeared in the same crisp shirt and slacks as this afternoon, clutching a folder of real estate paperwork, Jinsu's eyes would overlay tonight's naked figure on her first.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
Splash!
"Hah! Ah! Aaang…!"
Seoyeong's cries rang through the break room once again.
No telling how much time had passed.
Rain still fell outside the window, but it had lost the world-ending fury it had earlier.
"Last one — take it in your mouth!"
Jinsu yanked his cock out and shoved it straight between Seoyeong's lips.
"Ulp!"
"Nngh…!"
Spurt! Spurt! Spuuurt!
"Uck… glk, glk… gulp!"
Jinsu's whole body sagged as he emptied himself with a groan.
"Hah…… hah……."
Semen was dribbling in white threads from the corner of Seoyeong's mouth.
It had even gotten into her hair — she was an absolute mess.
Jinsu crouched down beside her, grinning brightly.
"You okay?"
Seoyeong just panted, exhausted.
Then she smiled weakly.
"…You came so much. I thought I was going to die."
"Thanks for your hard work."
"'Thanks for your hard work' — that's kind of funny coming now."
"Then what should I say?"
"I don't know… think whatever you want…."
Seoyeong, too drained to say more, leaned her body against him.
The two of them sank down together, lying side by side on the floor.
Eyes closed, breathing hard, neither said a word.
The discarded bathrobes lay sprawled across the floor, and on the table the empty soju bottle and paper cups still sat where they'd been left.
Just hours ago, they'd been strangers.
A real estate agent who'd come to talk about buying the building, and the owner's son, stuck running the bathhouse his father had dumped on him.
Now those two had done everything there was to do and lay there stripped bare.
Jinsu stared at the ceiling and murmured.
"Should we pretend today never happened?"
"……."
Silence hung in the air.
The corners of Seoyeong's mouth, lying beside him, curled slowly upward.
"You really think that's possible…?"
The rain that had hammered against Geumcheontang all night was gradually easing.
And through the window that had been swallowed by darkness, the first faint rays of sunlight began to seep in.
Geumcheontang's long night was finally coming to an end.
