Paying My First Love to Sleep with Me (1)
Time kept moving.
Her panties clung precariously to the ankle of one widely spread leg, her dress rolled and bunched over her stomach just beneath the bra, and the virgin body waiting only for the first thrust of my cock writhed in pitiful little struggles. From behind the eye mask, her trembling eyes looked up at me in a desperate plea for help—but I said nothing, and waited for Cha Yuna to decide.
Take a billion won, and have sex from here on with her face bare. Give up the billion, and keep the mask on for good. The choice belonged to Cha Yuna alone.
The only thing that can force a decision is how badly she wants the money she'll get. Anything else only breeds resentment. I'd learned that simple law in my bones by spending like there was no tomorrow. My first sponsored girl, the idol Hong Seoeun, had been so good to me when we were together—obedient as any girlfriend.
Ten, nine, eight...
The timer on the main monitor kept ticking down.
She's not going to do it? Was a billion too low? Disappointing. Should I have named a bigger number? I'd already told her a mission, once refused, never came back. So how was I supposed to coax that mask off the next time?
Fwip!
Right then, Cha Yuna ripped the eye mask off with a trembling hand. One second before the mission ended. An absurdly close call.
"Friend?"
"Ah, whatever. I cleared the mission, right?"
"Uh, y-yeah. You cleared it."
Unbelievable. She was really going to bare her face completely in front of all these cameras and have sex with me? My body shook with the rush of it. Even my cock, waiting only to push through her hymen, seemed moved—leaking precum in a thicker, messier spill. Yeah. You'd rather pound her while staring straight at that pretty face, too.
All that talk about every woman being the same once the lights go out, one no better than another—classic sour grapes, the fox and the grapes. The prettier the woman, the more it turns you on, and the more fun the sex gets. The only downside beauty brings to sex is that it makes you come faster.
"You're beautiful, friend."
"...What are you even saying. If you're gonna do it, hurry up."
"No, I mean it. You're really that pretty."
The moment I laid my cock lightly across the mound of her snow-white, completely hairless pussy, her smooth belly flinched in surprise. I leaned in a little, reached out, and gently stroked her small, pale cheek. God, those eyes were sexy—staring straight up at me through brown hair gone damp with nerves.
I hadn't forgotten to fire the macro alert from my wristwatch, either.
After that, donations of ten million won apiece started detonating one after another.
Cha Yuna's eyes went perfectly round, and her whole body locked stiff.
"Ah, thank you. Thank you so much. Really, truly, thank you for the donations. I'm so grateful..."
She looked about ready to cry. Fair enough—what had already come in was over two billion won.
Cha Yuna, you lucky idiot. Your life's made now.
I took a firm hold of the wide flare of her hips beneath that narrow waist. The moment my twitching cock rubbed its head against her entrance and announced itself, the virgin's face startled, and she grabbed both my wrists on reflex.
"Friend. I'm really putting it in now."
"Mm..."
I'd acted like I was about to enter her earlier, then cut it off for the billion-won face-reveal mission. This time I was actually going to tear her open. Her hymen. My female friend's virginity. My first love's first time.
Schlllp.
I drove my cock deep into her pussy in a single stroke. At the same instant Cha Yuna went rigid, her whole body locking tight—a woman's torso bowed like a drawn bow. Her neck snapped back, her mouth stretched wide, and all that came out of her trembling throat were thin, choking moans.
"Ngh... nngh..."
It seemed to hurt so badly she couldn't even manage a proper scream. And that sight turned me on past reason.
This is my female friend's real pussy... it feels way too good. Nothing like a hand. Nothing like silicone. She was biting down on me from every direction so insanely, so sweetly, that I thought my cock might just melt inside her.
Best pussy I've had yet. Second only to my sponsored idol, Hong Seoeun. No—even if it melted, that would be fine. Melting away and becoming one with Cha Yuna's pussy wouldn't be a bad life at all. Her pussy was good enough to drag a deranged fantasy like that out of me. Maybe it felt better precisely because it was the virgin cunt of a childhood friend as pretty as she was.
I drew my cock back a little. Her walls refused to let go. They clung to the shaft and dragged out with it as if they'd been welded on, and the sight was obscenely lewd.
Whoa. Red as tteokbokki.
Red blood, stirred into the clear slick, was smeared in patches along my shaft. I brought a small camera in close on the view—my glans half-buried in her entrance. A sight this rare had to be kept.
"What... are you filming...?" Cha Yuna asked, panting.
"My female friend's face, trembling all over while she's half-impaled on a cock smeared with virgin blood?"
"Are you insane.... Why do you have to put it so crudely?"
"It's hotter this way."
"..."
Once I'd drunk it in with my eyes and the camera both, I slowly pushed my hips forward again. A long, wet slide, then the sticky catch of flesh on flesh. Still that stiff, stubborn grip—the aching inner flesh struggling to refuse its first intruder. But it couldn't hold against a conqueror worked up past his limit, and once more it swallowed the cock swollen so tight its veins looked ready to burst.
I wondered why there was so little slick. Turns out she's wet inside.
I drove in as deep as our pubic bones would meet. I was already packed in so tight there was nowhere left to go, and still I kept thrusting, hard enough to grind her pelvis apart.
"Ngh!"
Cha Yuna let out a pained moan. I caught both her wrists, drew them gently toward me, and met her eyes.
First love. Childhood friend. The girl beside me all my life. Buried to the hilt in a woman like that's virgin pussy and looking down into her eyes—the situation turned me on like nothing else.
"Friend. In the end, we really ended up mixing our parts like this."
"...Why do you keep talking like that."
"Because it's hot. Wouldn't you agree, dear viewers?"
"See? That's what they say."
"..."
Cha Yuna let out a disbelieving little laugh, stared straight at my face, and murmured,
"Fine. You know what the viewers like better than I do. I'll try to keep time with you."
"Good. Friend, from here on I'm really going for it."
"Hnnnngh..."
Both hands locked around her pale hips, I hauled her lower body hard toward me—and drove forward again with everything I had.
Schlllp!
"Kyahh... ah, it hurts... g-go easier!"
Cha Yuna's body. It lived up to everything I'd imagined, and it was far more gorgeous than I'd dared to expect.
You little brat. You've been hiding a body this good from me all this time?
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. The obscene collision of thigh on thigh and bone on bone rang out in a steady rhythm.
"Ahh, ahh, ahh.... Eunseok... t-too much... I think I'm... gonna break..."
I couldn't make out a word of it. She didn't seem fully there. Cha Yuna's face had gone slack and hazy, and all she did was keep leaking low moans. Her arms and legs sprawled without a shred of defense; her whole body had gone limp. And yet her walls alone greeted my cock with a lively, writhing welcome—stroking it, caressing it, wrapping it in sticky heat.
Yeah. Keeping the first time plain and light was the right call. If I'd piled a bunch of extras on her, Yuna would've folded. Same position from the first thrust until now. We still hadn't changed it once. Cha Yuna lay on her back on the floor, and I sat buried inside her, gripping her hips and pounding away.
I want to kiss her. I want to crush her against me and fuck her senseless. But this was a historic first, and holding the angle that put Cha Yuna's pretty body on the fullest display meant I kept thrusting from this seated position.
Porn actors say the positions they hold for the camera aren't much fun for them, don't they? Yeah. I get it now. I was filming sex content for an audience of one—myself—so the same limits applied. Fine. Just this once. From the next time on, I could stick to positions I actually enjoyed. There was plenty of time anyway, and we were going to keep fucking until her pussy and my cock were both worn raw.
Ngh. I can't hold it. I already need to come.
"Kh— friend. I'm gonna shoot one, for now. Inside. That's okay, right? Yeah?"
"Ngh, yeah. C-come. Come inside. Hurry up and come."
I kicked the pace as high as it would go and pounded her. The instant I saw that pretty face—soaked in sweat, twisted with pleasure—my own excitement surged like it was about to detonate. Wet, sticky impacts, then harder ones, flesh cracking against flesh.
"Aahng! Haaahng! Kyaaaahng! Ahhk!"
Even caged in her bra, her natural breasts swung without restraint. The obscene gloss sliding over her sweat-soaked white skin clamped down on my prostate without mercy.
"Nnngh! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'll fill you all the way up! Friend!"
A hot, rushing spurt. Then a deep shudder, thick pulses rolling through me. I sealed our joined hips so tight not even a bead of sweat could slip between them, and shaking from head to toe, I poured every pent-up mass of desire I'd been holding back deep into Cha Yuna's pussy. Trembling. Trembling again. Thick, rolling pulses. I'd wrung myself so hard my whole body shook, from my heart all the way down.
The orgasm was short. In another sense, it was very long—the feeling of something vital being drawn out of me and taking root inside her. The satisfaction of dropping an advance party to plant a flag and declare it outright: this pussy was mine. My territory.
Just like that, I collapsed weakly over Cha Yuna and pulled her in. Lost for what to do with herself, she carefully stroked my neck and shoulder and whispered,
"Y-you worked hard..."
"You too."
Neither of us spoke.
"I-is it over? Now...?"
"What are you talking about? Don't you remember how it went with Kanna?"
I let out a short laugh and kissed her. Caught off guard, Cha Yuna looked dazed, but her lips moved on instinct to answer my tongue. Even startled, she didn't close her eyes—they stayed wide and bright—and somehow that was both funny and cute.
"The broadcast's only just starting. We're going to fuck like crazy all night long."
You're not walking home today. I'm not letting you leave all weekend.