Since You're a Virgin, I'll Give You a Discount.
"Th... that was just... I was just startled!"
Her voice cracked as she shouted with her head turned away. Her ears were flushed red all the way down to her neck, but she insisted it was just surprise.
"Yeah."
I simply replied and lowered my head again.
Slurp.
The tip of my tongue slowly traced the parted slit. Jinhee's thighs quivered. I hadn't even touched her much yet, but the flesh meeting my tongue was already slick. Transparent nectar seeped out thinly, smearing against the inside of my lips.
She's even more sensitive than I thought.
I flicked my tongue upright and lightly brushed the inner wall. The moment it touched, her legs jerked and tried to close. Her knee grazed my ear. I gripped her thigh harder and spread them apart again.
Jinhee's gaze was fixed upward, as if desperate not to look at me. Her lips were pressed tight, trying to feign composure, but her whole body trembled faintly.
I slowly dragged the tip of my tongue up the now-slick interior. The swollen clit caught on it.
Poke.
As my tongue tip nudged it, her hips bucked. Once more.
Poke.
"Hnnngh...!"
The breath she'd been holding back burst out. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked gently.
"Wh... what... what is that?"
Her panicked voice cracked. She had no idea what was touching her or why this sensation was hitting her—it was obvious she'd never once explored where or how her body felt pleasure.
That's what makes it even more fun.
I sucked harder, drawing it in while circling the tip of my tongue around it.
"Ha... haaah... st-stop... I... this feels... weird..."
Her breaths came in gasps. They hitched between her words. Her hand came down to my head, fingers clutching my hair as if to push me away. The overwhelming sensations must have her body feeling alien, driving her to the edge of panic.
I gripped her legs tighter and pressed my face in, flattening my tongue.
Schlurp.
The wet sucking sound echoed through the classroom.
"N-no... don't."
Her voice rose. Her back arched, her upper body sliding across the desk. She braced on her elbows, barely holding on.
"Aah..."
A dazed murmur. Her unfocused eyes stared at some point on the ceiling. Her inner thighs trembled nonstop in my hands. Her stomach tensed and relaxed in waves.
"St-stop... aaah."
I didn't pull away. Keeping the suction, I scraped side to side with the tip. Suddenly, her hips lifted.
Pshht!
Hot liquid sprayed toward my face. Her thighs clamped around my head, her entire body bowing like a drawn bow before collapsing.
"...Ah."
That was the last. Her elbows slipped, and her back hit the desk. Her hiked-up skirt bunched at her stomach, the desk gleaming with her spilled nectar. Her breasts heaved rapidly under her blouse. Her dazed, unfocused eyes stared blankly somewhere.
I wiped the nectar from my face with the back of my hand and grabbed a tissue from nearby to clean up.
"Looks like you're relaxed now."
No reply. After staring at the ceiling for a long while, Jinhee's eyes slowly shifted to me. Her lips parted as she just caught her breath. Her face showed her brain couldn't keep up with the first-time sensation.
Shame finally flushed her eyes. She averted her gaze and gritted her teeth. Propping herself up on weakened arms, her elbows slipped a couple times. Finally sitting up, she clutched the desk edge and panted.
"...S-sit... down quick."
Her voice trembled, but her eyes were back on me. Even after crumbling, they burned with refusal to quit. Her face was alight with defiance.
I chuckled. As I sat, her gaze dropped to my rigidly standing cock.
She seemed to regret her decision, realizing she had to take that now. Legs still not recovered from climax, she staggered toward me.
"Haa... haa..."
Unable to catch her breath, she stood before me. She grabbed my shoulders. I felt strength in her fingers. One knee rose beside the chair, then the other. Her thighs spread wide around my legs.
Her hand went down and grasped my cock. Her fingers trembled around the shaft. Aligning the tip with her entrance, slick flesh met it. The slippery, hot sensation enveloped the head.
"Hnn..."
Jinhee swallowed. Eyes shut, she bit her lip.
"You okay?"
"Sh-shut... up."
Her retort—lashing out because she had nothing else—couldn't have been cuter.
"I'm just worried about you."
She opened her eyes and glared. Still flushed from the lingering pleasure.
"I don't need it."
"Still, it's your first time."
"That crap."
"I prefer virgins, though."
Jinhee let out a hollow laugh. Her lip twisted in an expression between amusement and scorn.
"First time means you'll pay extra?"
"If it's real, yeah."
Her eyes flickered, then hardened. She squeezed them shut. Strength flooded her hands on my shoulders as she lowered her hips.
Squelch.
My cock pierced her pussy. The inner walls clenched, pushing back at the tip. The virgin pussy's squeezing pressure—never having taken anything—made me hold my breath unwittingly.
"Hnnngh..."
Her body curled inward. Her short, ragged breaths poured onto my shoulder. The walls pulsed like a heartbeat, trying to expel me.
"Haht... haa..."
Her jaw touched my neck amid the broken breaths. Not even halfway in yet, but she thought it was all. Her fingers dug into my collar. I felt her gritted teeth through her breath on my back.
Mouth clamped shut to swallow the pain, her hips lowered bit by bit.
Sluuuurp.
The invading sensation. The pussy's biting pressure deepened step by step. The walls clung without gap, swallowing to the hilt.
Her forehead slammed into my chest. Back rounded, she panted heavily. The curve of her spine showed through her blouse. I slid my hand up and stroked it slowly.
"You really were a virgin."
"Fucking bastard."
Her low mutter buried into my shoulder. Leaning against me, she tried to steady her breath. It was still uneven against my chest.
I stroked down her back, my hand sliding lower to cup her exposed ass. Flesh overflowing the suit skirt filled my palm.
Smack.
She swatted my hand away.
"Don't touch."
"Fine. I'll stay still."
As I replied, she bit my shoulder. Lightly, but enough to leave marks.
"Ow."
Her lip quirked faintly—smug. She had no idea what that meant. Biting wasn't rejection; it was closer to affection.
A smile slipped out.
"Huuuuh...!"
Exhaling long, her hips began to move. Squelch, slurp. Her pussy clenched tight, gripping my cock. Even slight motion, and the walls wrapped and held firm.
Grimacing through the pain, teeth gritted, she raised and lowered her hips. Sticky sounds filled the quiet classroom.
"Haa..."
"Hng."
Her breaths mixed with the noises. Growing hotter bit by bit. Eyes shut, her body twitched. Her face showed unfamiliarity with the rising sensations inside her.
Each scrape of my cock against her walls made her thighs quake.
"Haa..."
From just lifting and dropping, she shifted angle. Rubbing my cock deeper now. Instinct. Finding her sensitive spots herself first.
I placed my hands on her sides, gripping. She frowned down at me but said nothing.
"Haht..."
"Ha..."
As her movements improved, my cock's shape etched deep into her. Walls clung flawlessly along every ridge. Her body naturally guided it to her sensitive places.
Prod.
The tip hit deepest—her body stiffened.
"Ah... hng."
Hips froze, whole body shuddering. She clamped her mouth shut, but moans leaked through her teeth. Her pussy clenched wildly, sucking me in.
"You okay?"
I whispered; she panted her reply.
"N-not... a big deal."
Her tough act cracked.
"Can you move?"
"Y-yeah... I can."
Without a word, I gripped her ass with both hands.
"D-don't... touch... hnnngh!"
Lifting her ass and thrusting up from below cut her off. Her head snapped back. Mouth agape, a silent breath exploded. Her pussy spasmed in orgasm again.
"How long's this gonna take?"
Holding her ass, I thrust up. Slap, slap, slap.
"Ah... aaht... ah."
Her voice nearly broke. Back arched, weight pressing into my hands. Her pussy roiled, squeezing. Each drag against the contracting walls pulled my climax closer.
"I'm about to cum."
Shivering in afterglow, she murmured.
"N-no... not inside."
"Mouth then?"
She nodded frantically. I pulled out. Her walls resisted, sucking like they didn't want to let go. She collapsed to the floor. Knees buckling, she thudded down— no strength left. Staring blankly at my cock, not even thinking to take it in her mouth.
Splurt, splurt.
I didn't wait, shaking it to spray. Semen streamed over her face and blouse. Eyes squeezed shut, she couldn't even turn away, just took it.
I looked down at the sprawled, cum-covered Jinhee. Her face between disheveled hair—anger or exhaustion? Hard to tell.
"That's day one done."
No reply. Blood on my cock caught my eye. Red streaks thin along the shaft.
"Real virgin, so I'll knock off a day."
"You fucking asshole."
Her mumble from the floor.
Jinhee couldn't get up. Her legs had no strength, so I turned and squatted in front.
"Hop on."
"..."
No answer, but her arms came over my shoulders. Her weight on my back was light. As I stood, her chin hooked over my neck.
Heading out the classroom, down the hall to the parking lot, she grumbled but stayed put. Fingers clutched my collar tight.
"You promised, but why am I doing all the work?"
She snapped.
"You were a virgin."
"Virgin's not a title. And you acted like it was no big deal."
I teased; she shut up. Unable to retort, she weakly tapped my shoulder. Painless.
I opened the passenger door and set her down. Her face twisted as she settled.
"Ow."
"Can you make it to work tomorrow?"
"One week, right? I'll keep my promise."
I smirked. Saying that in this state.
I punched her studio address into the nav and drove. Once out of the city, she went quiet. Glancing over, she was asleep against the passenger seat. Dried cum stained her blouse, messy hair stuck to her cheek. All her classroom poise gone. Eyes relaxed, breathing even.
What a weird woman.
Parked at her studio, I piggybacked her again. In her sleep, her arms wrapped my neck. Punched the code, opened the door.
Plain inside. Desk, bed. Books stacked by the bed, bare walls. No vanity, no mirror. Nothing for primping.
Since her sister died, only one truth holds her life together.
Laid her on the bed. She half-opened her eyes. Unfocused gaze swept the ceiling, then me.
"I'll bill you for all this."
She grumbled.
"You've got money."
"I don't spend on just anything."
"Bad guy."
"I'm off."
No reply. I headed to the door. Glanced back before closing. She'd rolled sideways, still.
Shut the door, down the stairs. In the car, engine roared in the narrow alley.
Suddenly missed Ayoung. Pulled out my phone and called.
"Auntie, I wanna see you now. Can I come over?"
"Uh... yeah."