The Main Show
Kim Taeyoung's hand moved over Hwayeon. A body made to be wanted. He had never even let himself imagine a day when he would be allowed to touch it, and the reality was softer than the fantasy, and firmer too.
"How much do you work out in a day?"
"Hnn— out of nowhere? Two hours, minimum. Squats, no matter what happens, a hundred a day. I don't skip them."
"So that's why your skin's this tight."
"Hht!"
His fingers met her panties. They followed the lace and found her pussy with embarrassing accuracy, stroking it lightly before pressing down hard on her clit. Hwayeon let a shaky, indecent breath slip out.
"Ah, oppa, your hands feel so good. Haah..."
His hands wandered her body, and everywhere they passed, her clothes came undone. Before long she was dressed more obscenely than if she had been naked. The front of the dress hung open, her bra had been stripped off and lay on the floor, and the skirt was shoved up to her belly, useless. The panties were the only thing still properly on her, and even those were soaked through under his touch.
He took her breast in his mouth. Bigger than average, and the feel of it was something else entirely; hands alone were never going to be enough. Taeyoung bent and buried his face in her chest, sealing his lips around the areola and teasing the nipple with teeth and tongue.
"Haaah! Ah, what—! Why are you so good at this! Aah, getting this worked up from the very start, it's been forever! Aah!"
Clit, nipple, and breast all at once, and Hwayeon couldn't hold a thought together. Taeyoung didn't let up.
"These taste good. You have any idea how badly the people watching your stream want their mouths on them?"
"Hnn, pervert. Is that all you thought about while you watched?"
"Not just me. Everybody watching you thinks it. You know that. It's why you go on in outfits that show this much."
"That's... nnh! Don't just shove a finger in! Aahng, I wear them because the viewers like it, I don't have a choice. Haaah."
He hooked the panties aside and slid a finger into her. The first time he opened her. Her pussy was as well made as the rest of her: years of training had left the grip fierce, and she got wet easily, and a lot. He wanted his cock in there now. Inside his pants it had swollen until it felt ready to split.
The plates on the table went skidding to one side with a clatter, clearing a space big enough for a person. He lifted Hwayeon onto it. She lay there looking up at him, face already flushed and gone.
"Hnnn! Oppa!"
He spread her legs wide, pushed the panties aside, and ate her like he was starving, lips pressed to her clit, tongue working her folds, and now and then stiffening to push inside.
It was foreplay that bordered on possession. His tongue moved like a creature with a will of its own, roaming her clit, her inner lips, her outer lips, the inside of her, hunting for the weak places, and wherever her body jumped or a moan broke loose, he stayed and worked it without mercy.
"Aaah! Oppa! No! I'm already gonna—! Aaaaah! Oppa! Don't, don't, don't! Haaaaah!"
Her thighs shuddered. The toes that had spilled off the edge of the table curled tight. He felt her pussy clench and flutter against his tongue. An orgasm. Only then, satisfied, did he lift his mouth from her.
"Haaaah... Coming from nothing but foreplay, it's been so long... Why are you this good at sex? Is it because you're still young?"
"I told you. I'm not the kind of man who only knows how to please a woman with words. So. Shall we roll the main show?"
"Eh? W-wait. I'm still feeling it, if you do it now I'm going to be loud...! Oppa...? Why is it that big?"
Taeyoung pushed his pants down. What came out was far past average, the head and the veins along the shaft standing out in sharp relief, a size people usually only credited to Black men. Hwayeon stared and couldn't get her mouth shut.
"Born this way. You're wet enough, right?"
"N-no...? I don't think I am. If you put that in me, I might actually break."
"You'll be fine. I've tried it. Nobody breaks. If anything, they like it more once they get used to it."
"Oppa! At least give me a second to brace myself!"
She cried it out, desperate. He didn't hear her with so much as the edge of an ear. The dress was already off her, the bra already on the floor, and now he stripped away the last of it, the panties. Naked, Hwayeon lay on the table. He settled between her legs, lined himself up, and drove in without hesitating.
"Aaaah! It hurts! Oppa! You're too big! Aah! I'm tearing!"
"You're not tearing. Just wait. It'll feel good in a second."
He was right. The cock packed her full and raked her walls without mercy, the flared head and those thick veins scraping the swollen ridges inside her in long, clean strokes. The pleasure that came off it was enormous, a sharper thrill than the orgasm his mouth had given her, not even in the same category.
"Haaa, aah! It hurts!"
The moans spilled out of her on their own. Too much pleasure was a kind of violence. It wrecked her body and left her no way to fight it. Spit flew from her open mouth. Slick poured in a steady stream from the pussy split open around him.
"Fuck, you taste good. You know how long I've wanted to fuck you?"
"Haaang! I don't! It hurts, I'm telling you! Aah!"
"For somebody in pain, this pussy is gripping me like crazy. Be honest. It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"
"Haaah, I don't know! Aaaah! Haaaaah!"
The breathing and the face that had been screaming in pain began to change. The screams turned into moans soaked in pleasure, and the grimace went slack and lewd.
Taeyoung pistoned into her like a storm and grabbed her breasts hard. Wet slaps rang loud through the private room, and over them Hwayeon's voice broke apart.
"God, this is fucking incredible. I've never had a pussy like yours."
"Hnnk! What's a woman supposed to do with you calling it a pussy. Aah! Haaah! Ah, I don't know. I think I'm starting to like it too...! Aaaah!"
"Why, what's wrong with calling a pussy a pussy? Yours is fucking delicious. This how the other whales fucked you too?"
"Why are you bringing that up. Aaaang! Oppaaaah! It's good! Aah!"
"Just curious how much of a slut's pussy our Hwayeon's really is."
"Slut?! What do you take me for! Aaaaah! Ah! Don't! Don't thrust that hard! Aaaaaah!"
"So you like it here."
Dozens of strokes, buried in her again and again. Even while he worked his hips and kept talking, Taeyoung was mapping her, shifting the angle by degrees until he found the G-spot, and once a weak point was found there was only one thing to do with it. Hit it, and nothing else.
"Kyaaaaaaah! Not just there, don't only hit there! Haaaaaah!"
The moan tore out of her. Before he'd found that spot she had still been trying to choke the sound down, mindful that they were outside; now she couldn't spare a thought for it. She was going to lose her mind. Heat was bursting somewhere deep in her body, pleasure coming in like a tsunami, and if she didn't let the sound out she wasn't going to survive it.
"Aaaah! Oppaaah! Oppaaaa! I'm gonna come again! It's coming! Haaaaaah!"
The orgasm was inevitable. Heat she couldn't hold broke all at once. Her mood soared. It felt like she had left her body behind; the weight of flesh was gone, and she was floating somewhere in the sky. She couldn't think. It was enormous. It felt good. Those two sentences were all that fit in her head.
He didn't stop just because she was coming. Reason had already blown out of her, and all she could do was moan on instinct. Taeyoung couldn't hold it either. It had been a long time, and the woman under him was Hwayeon, and the urge to finish had been backed up to the top of his skull since well before now. Time to let it go.
"Cumming!"
It poured out of him in thick pulses, glug after glug. Not since the first time he'd ever had sex had he come this much. Every spurt that kicked through him sent a flood of pleasure racing up his nerves, and the last drop of what had felt endless went into her pussy.
Wait. Her pussy? Oh, hell.
He'd been so far gone he'd come inside her. The thought of pulling out had never even formed. At the peak there had been room for only one idea, that he had to let it out, and he had driven his hips in and stayed there.
"Hnnn, nnnnh. Haaah..."
Hwayeon was still on the table, still not out of the orgasm. Her lower belly and thighs trembled in fine shivers, and every time the pleasure rolled back over her like a wave she let out a moan that sounded almost like she was in pain.
He pulled out with a wet pop. The moment the cock that had been plugging her came free, the semen packed into her womb and her cunt spilled down over her ass.
"What a mess."
With his head clearing, the room came back into focus. The private room was a disaster. At least nothing was broken. He felt a little sorry for whatever part-timer would have to clean it later. He'd leave a tip on the table on the way out.
"Nnnh..."
"You all right now?"
"Yeah. Better. Haah, oppa. You're an animal. I don't think I've ever had sex like that. One time, and I'm like this. Youth really is a menace, isn't it."
"Youth? I'm thirty."
"Still younger than me. And the other... never mind."
"The other what?"
She had been about to say that the other oppas were in their forties and fifties and couldn't fuck like a beast. She closed her mouth.
"Anyway, oppa. You came inside, didn't you? That's another three million won on top."
Wow. A pure money-chaser.
Taeyoung stared at her, somewhere between disbelief and amusement.
"I don't care about the money. Are you all right? Is this a risky day or anything?"
"I'm fine. I've got an Implanon in. But oppa, you started so fast I never got to ask. You don't have anything, right? An STI? If I catch something off you, I am billing you for every won of the treatment."
"Shouldn't. This is the first time I've had sex in almost three years."
"No way... Seriously?"
Hwayeon looked genuinely startled. After that she started in on him the way someone runs a background check, and Taeyoung answered loosely that he'd struck it rich overnight on crypto.
"But oppa... why are you hard again?"
His cock had found its strength once more. Watching Hwayeon, naked, wipe his semen off herself had done it without any effort on his part. He gave himself a rough pass with a tissue and started pulling his clothes back on.
"Straight to a hotel."
"Ugh..."
Something strange crossed Hwayeon's face, the wish not to go sitting right beside the wish to go. She wanted to feel that much pleasure again. She was also genuinely worried about whether her body could take it. But she had already taken the money, and that meant she didn't have a choice.