Chapter 31: Murim (8)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 31: Murim (8)
Inside the tent, shrouded in silence.
Cheon Yeo-hwa, her face beet red, stared at Kang Hyun-woo, lost in thought.
‘...What am I supposed to do now?’
In stark contrast to her bold declaration—"You're not sleeping tonight. I won't let you."—Cheon Yeo-hwa was a virgin who had never even held a man's hand.
Even limiting the scope to her own family, she was more distant than a stranger, never exchanging words unless it was for an official conversation, let alone holding hands.
To her, her brothers were not family she could rely on, but merely competitors to be dealt with someday for the position of successor.
Moreover, her biological father, the Cult Leader, was not a warm family man. He was the kind of man who would throw his young child into a den of wild beasts and command them to survive on their own.
In any case, having lived her entire life without any contact with men, Cheon Yeo-hwa's sexual knowledge was limited to the absolute basics: a man's member goes into a woman's, he thrusts back and forth, and the semen that comes out of his member enters the woman's womb to conceive a child.
It was a rather pathetic level of knowledge for the Second Princess of the Heavenly Demonic Cult, once known as the Moon Spirit Witch who had slaughtered countless martial artists. But she had no intention of marrying anyone or having a successor, even if she were to ascend to the position of Cult Leader.
If anything, her ignorance was to be expected.
The saving grace was that she was quick on the uptake and exceptionally perceptive.
Perched atop Kang Hyun-woo, Cheon Yeo-hwa finished her brief deliberation and instinctively grasped what she had to do.
‘First, I have to undress him... right?’
Kang Hyun-woo's attire was of a peculiar style she had never seen in the Demonic Cult or the Central Plains, so even undressing him wouldn't be easy. Yet, with just a brief glance, Cheon Yeo-hwa skillfully unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zipper.
Of course, it helped that Kang Hyun-woo lifted his hips slightly as she pulled.
However, an unfortunate incident occurred: his underwear came down along with his pants.
While she had to get him fully naked eventually, Cheon Yeo-hwa had just thrown away what little time she had to mentally prepare herself.
“...This is.”
What revealed itself from beneath the underwear was a part of the body Cheon Yeo-hwa had never seen before.
It was so heinous and grotesque, with its reddish, bulging veins and stiffly erect form, it resembled a python.
Its girth seemed similar to her own wrist, and its length appeared to be about seven chon (approx. 21cm).
‘Something this big and thick can enter my body...?’
Overwhelmed by its unexpected size, Cheon Yeo-hwa was momentarily stunned.
She couldn't even dare to imagine that such a massive python could possibly fit into her tiny, narrow opening.
Lost in this dilemma, Cheon Yeo-hwa briefly recalled the past.
-Nahyang, how was it?
-Huh? What was?
-Don't play coy, your first night!
-Ah...
-We're curious too, tell us about it.
While strolling through the manor to clear her head from her many official duties, Cheon Yeo-hwa had overheard the chatter of her maids doing laundry.
It seemed a maid named Nahyang had recently married and spent her first night with her husband.
Normally, she would have paid them no mind and continued her walk, but on that particular day, she found herself curious about the maids' trivial gossip.
-Well...
-Hmm? Why are you hesitating? Did something happen?
-Actually... I bled when my husband and I joined...
-Bled?! You bleed on your first night?
-Yeah... I didn't know either, but it hurt so much when his thing came inside, you know? I was crying and everything, and he said I was bleeding down there...
-Whoa... That's so different from what I imagined.
-Me too. I thought it would be a much nicer atmosphere, being loved and all, but it's painful...
The maids chattered on about other topics for a while after that, but Cheon Yeo-hwa's attention remained on the earlier conversation.
-Pain and bleeding...
Having unintentionally learned that a woman's first experience is accompanied by pain and bleeding, Cheon Yeo-hwa focused on this information she had never heard before.
Of course, having little interest in the affairs between men and women, she had soon forgotten she'd even heard it. But now, she was realizing the truth in the old sages' words that there is no such thing as useless knowledge.
Cheon Yeo-hwa concluded that it would be perfectly natural to feel intense pain and bleed a little when Kang Hyun-woo's ridiculously large member entered her tiny, narrow opening.
‘It seems a bit daunting... but if my affection for him is deep enough, there is nothing I cannot endure.’
Good grief.
Cheon Yeo-hwa was currently planning to shove a whole python into a brand-new, unopened pussy that had produced maybe a teaspoon of love juice, all while spouting some absurd theory about willpower.
It goes without saying, but bleeding from defloration may or may not happen, depending on the individual.
Furthermore, such bleeding is due to ruptured capillaries, not because the inside of the pussy is actually tearing or getting injured.
Naturally, Cheon Yeo-hwa, who couldn't possibly know such intimate details, brazenly grabbed Kang Hyun-woo's dick and brought it to the entrance of her pussy in an act of utter madness.
“Hyun-woo, do you see? This is the moment your member takes my first.”
Kang Hyun-woo was horrified at the sight.
Wait, she's going to put it in without any foreplay?
She wasn't even wet on her own. He could feel a slight dampness on the tip of his glans, but from his previous experience, he knew she was nowhere near wet enough to receive his dick smoothly.
Even with Iris, he had been quite diligent with foreplay, yet she had struggled a lot at the moment of insertion.
And she was going to ram his magnum into a dry, untouched pussy?
“W-Wait a minute!”
“Hm? What is it? Don't tell me... you're nervous? Hehe, you have a cute side. Don't you worry. Though this is my first time in such relations, I shall skillfully take your essence soon enough. You just lie back and count the stains on the tent.”
With a face that was half confident and half an annoying look of someone seeing something cute, Cheon Yeo-hwa began to slowly lower her hips.
Is she insane?
At this rate, Cheon Yeo-hwa's monumental first experience was highly likely to turn into a catastrophe where her vaginal entrance would tear.
‘...The cowgirl position will have to wait.’
Just as Cheon Yeo-hwa's atmosphere changed, an formless energy began to oppress my body, as if binding me with ropes.
So this is internal energy. Having detoxified about 80% of the poison, Cheon Yeo-hwa was much stronger than me.
But whether it was out of consideration for me or a lack of strength, it was at a level I could resist to some extent if I pushed my magic to its maximum.
Instantly drawing all the magic from my mana circle and circulating it throughout my body, I was able to snap the rope-like energy that was restraining me.
Cheon Yeo-hwa's face showed a flicker of surprise at the sight, but I immediately sat up.
Supporting her waist with one hand, I sat facing her, close enough for our breaths to mingle.
“W-What are you doing! You are to be docile today...”
Peck. A single kiss was all it took to resolve our dear customer's complaint.
“I thought a rich young lady like you would have had some sex education, but I guess not, huh?”
Pouting slightly, Cheon Yeo-hwa was unbelievably cute.
“I was wrong to call out another woman's name.”
It was obvious even at a glance that Cheon Yeo-hwa's pride was stronger than most.
How much must her pride have been wounded when a man touched her body while calling another woman's name?
“So, will you give me a chance to make up for my mistake today?”
With my free hand, I caressed her face. She didn't seem to resist; instead, she responded by subtly rubbing her face against my hand.
“...You have but one chance.”
“Of course.”
Peck. I planted a light peck on her pouting lips.
With each peck, the time our mucous membranes touched grew longer.
At some point, we were inseparable, our mouths open, tongues intertwined.
“Hmph, slurp, smooch...”
Cheon Yeo-hwa's tongue moved with an awkward feel.
I shouldn't keep comparing, but it was a different kind of clumsiness than Iris's.
While Iris had moved her tongue without any real technique, Cheon Yeo-hwa seemed to learn from my movements, gradually becoming more skilled at kissing.
As expected of a martial artist, she seemed to have a knack for things done with the body.
The more our tongues mixed, the more Cheon Yeo-hwa's stimulating scent filled my sinuses, making my head spin.
As time passed, the jealousy and venom in her eyes vanished, replaced by a hazy, dazed look.
As we continued to kiss, I carefully untied the long robe covering her body.
It was an unfamiliar garment and a bit difficult, but not as much as Iris's had been.
With each layer of clothing that came off, I gently caressed the pale white skin that was revealed.
Her shoulders, arms, back, and waist. Each part boasted an unbelievable softness and smoothness.
The way her skin clung to my hand was an addictive sensation that was hard to describe in words.
“Hngh, aren't your hands a bit too lewd...?”
“What can I do when you're so lewd?”
“How rude...!”
To appease the wrath of the Second Princess of the Heavenly Demonic Cult, I had no choice but to seal her lips with another kiss.
As our tongues tangled, I was shocked by how she greedily plundered my saliva like a person dying of thirst, but I decided to forgive her.
Because my hand, which had been caressing her smooth waist, was stealthily making its way up toward her breasts.
“Hk?!”
Even though my lewd touch had signaled my intentions, Cheon Yeo-hwa couldn't suppress a moan when my hand roughly seized her breast.
She wasn't the only one who was surprised.
‘Holy shit...’
In terms of absolute size, Iris had a slight edge, but the softness and firmness were so exceptional that it was impossible to say which was better.
The feeling of her flesh filling my hand and squeezing between my fingers ignited my lust.
With Iris, I hadn't had the luxury of being gentle, but having lost my virginity, I now had a little more composure.
“Phu-ah...”
When the kiss ended, Cheon Yeo-hwa gazed at my lips as if in regret, taking in ragged breaths.
“Hah, hah...”
Without a word, I licked my way down her neckline, across her shoulder and collarbone, all the way to her chest, where I took a pink nipple into my mouth.
“H-Heugh?! W-What are you doing...!”
Slurp, suck, slurp.
As I began to suck greedily on her nipple, Cheon Yeo-hwa couldn't hide her bewilderment.
This was... no different from a newborn suckling at its mother's breast.
This incomprehensible act stirred a strange emotion in her. Not only was there the tingling sensation that occasionally shot up from her nipple, but Kang Hyun-woo, whom she already found lovely, now seemed even more so.
Cheon Yeo-hwa fought to stifle her moans as she cradled the head of the man sucking on her nipple.
While sucking, I let my hand wander down, caressing and squeezing her firm thighs and buttocks as I pleased, satisfying my selfish desires.
The moment I gently touched the area around her vaginal entrance, she flinched hard and tried to pull her hips back.
I had no intention of letting that happen. The hand supporting her waist pulled her sharply toward me.
Realizing she was trapped in an inescapable prison, Cheon Yeo-hwa began to tremble slightly, but I wasn't about to go easy on her.
Squish— The first time I touched Cheon Yeo-hwa's pussy, the entrance was already slick with her juices. It was incomparably wetter than what I had felt with the tip of my glans earlier.
“Aren't you a little too wet?”
“H-Hyun-woo, you kept touching me...”
When I showed her my fingers, sticky with her fluids, she uncharacteristically stuttered and avoided my gaze.
Seeing this side of her for the first time made my heart flutter.
“Yeo-hwa.”
Without thinking, I pressed my lips to her pale cheek.
The sweet scent that brushed past my nose stimulated me once again.
“You're so beautiful right now.”
A short silence fell, and Cheon Yeo-hwa's face instantly turned crimson, like a camellia blossom.
I gently laid her down.
Bathed in the moonlight, Cheon Yeo-hwa looked up at me, so beautiful that no other words were needed.
Her pale, soft skin, her delicate lines, her large, firm breasts and buttocks. Her slender waist, and of course, her wide hips that looked like they could bear several of my children.
“If you don't refuse now, you might end up pregnant with my child soon. Are you okay with that?”
I had no intention of letting her go even if she said no, but I asked anyway.
“...I never intended to marry anyone. Naturally, I never thought of having children either.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa stared at me with eyes full of an emotion I couldn't quite name.
Her gaze was a little intense, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling at all.
“But when I think of a child born between you and me, the thought isn't unpleasant in the slightest.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa caressed my dick.
“Will you leave me proof that you love me?”