19. I've Never Felt This Way Before!
Chapter 19. I've Never Felt Like This Before!
The finger invading her depths.
Eun-ju quietly assessed the sensation of that intrusion inside her.
A thick-knuckled finger with rough skin.
With each deliberate push inward, her delicate folds stretched reluctantly to accommodate its girth. The clumsy, scraping motions betrayed his inexperience.
His rhythm was erratic—sometimes withdrawing too shallowly, other times plunging too deep. The spots that needed attention kept being missed.
Like a child fascinated by a new toy, Jin-hyeok was utterly absorbed in the reactions his fingertips elicited.
'More... just a little more.'
Eun-ju bit her lip in frustration. That hollow, unsatisfied space inside her pulsed with heavy longing. Each pass of his finger sent electric tingles radiating outward before dissipating, leaving her teetering on the edge of unbearable anticipation.
Yet she could see how desperately this earnest boy was trying to please her. His brow furrowed in concentration, his entire focus riveted on her responses. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he watched her with parted lips, studying every twitch and sigh.
That endearingly serious expression sent fresh heat coiling through her lower belly.
There was no need to rush. Eun-ju gently rested her hand over Jin-hyeok's wrist.
"Right there... a little higher," she murmured.
Applying slight pressure, she guided his fingers to the exact spot. Jin-hyeok's digit obediently traced upward along her inner walls until—there.
"Ahh... good boy."
Eun-ju's hips gave a tiny jerk. Jin-hyeok's eyes darkened at her reaction. She didn't miss the way his fingers trembled at her praise. Catching her breath, she continued:
"Every woman's... a little different. Watch for the reactions."
"...Yes."
Jin-hyeok's response came between ragged breaths. He absorbed each instruction like a sponge, his touch growing more deliberate beneath her palm. His movements slowed, his pressure gentler now.
His probing index finger circled the sensitive spot before pressing down firmly.
"Haaahh—!"
Eun-ju's back arched as lightning shot down her spine. Where before his touches had missed their mark, now they struck true. With each precise press, her inner walls clenched around his finger. Her toes curled against the sofa cushions.
Squelch. Squish.
Wet flesh slapped obscenely with each thrust. Her arousal dripped copiously, coating Jin-hyeok's fingers in sticky slickness.
Schlick. Squelch.
Excess fluid overflowed, trailing down his knuckles to her thighs before dripping in fat drops onto the floor below. In the dim study, only these lewd, wet sounds filled the air.
That his hands could reduce her to this state—this realization seemed to inflame Jin-hyeok further. Without pausing his ministrations, he looked up at her with pleading eyes. His entire body thrummed with desperate need.
Seeing him like this made Eun-ju's breath hitch. Between his thighs, his cock twitched angrily, so engorged it looked ready to burst. Each blatant jerk sent fresh spasms through her core.
She'd already experienced that thick, burning heat in the car. The memory of that rigid pillar scraping her inner walls remained vivid. Her thighs trembled. She ached to swallow him whole right this instant. Jin-hyeok clearly felt the same.
"Want it that badly?" Eun-ju exhaled.
"...Yes."
His reply came on a heated groan.
Eun-ju reached between her own thighs, spreading her glistening folds with two fingers. Swollen pink flesh, flushed dark with arousal, was displayed obscenely before him. Her dripping entrance pulsed in open invitation.
"Then come inside."
At her urging, Jin-hyeok gripped his shaft. He aligned the leaking head with her soaked entrance.
Schlop. Squelch.
Her greedy folds clung to his swollen tip as slick flesh met slick flesh with a lewd sound.
"I'm going in."
"Do it."
Jin-hyeok pushed forward.
Schlurp. Schluuuurp.
Her stretched walls yielded stickily to the invading thickness. Her tight passage strained to accommodate the foreign girth.
"Nghh—!"
The broad head scraped exquisitely along her ridged inner walls. Eun-ju arched her back, toes curling.
"Haaahh—!"
Hot, rigid flesh filled her completely, leaving no space untouched.
"Ahh!"
Jin-hyeok swallowed a groan as he sheathed himself to the hilt. His swollen tip pressed ruthlessly against her deepest reaches, stretching her entrance taut around the thick base.
[Image: Eun-ju arching beneath Jin-hyeok as he buries himself inside her]
"Ah... right there... yes."
Eun-ju writhed with a sigh. The overwhelming pressure against her cervix made every muscle tense. Fully seated, their groins pressed flush together.
She wrapped her arms around Jin-hyeok's neck. He collapsed against her, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Hot breaths mingled as tongues tangled wetly.
Smooch. Slurp.
"Haa... haah..."
When their lips parted, Jin-hyeok panted harshly.
"Feels good?"
"Y-yes..."
"Me too."
Eun-ju whispered against his ear. At her words, his cock twitched violently inside her, engorged veins pulsing against her walls. The swollen head ground heavily against her cervix.
"Slowly now... gently."
"Y-yes."
Jin-hyeok gripped her hips firmly. He began moving—slow, deliberate rolls of his hips.
Lewd, wet slaps filled the room.
Schlurp. Schlick.
Each time his thick shaft withdrew, her clinging walls stretched obscenely, reluctant to release him. The ruthless stimulation of her sensitive ridges forced another moan from Eun-ju's lips. Pleasure so intense it left her drooling.
'This boy was born for this.'
Jin-hyeok was no clumsy amateur. Even guided by instinct alone, he knew exactly how to reach her deepest places. Each twist and thrust of his broad head sent convulsions racking through her body.
"Nghh—!"
"Uuugh...!"
Uncontrollable cries spilled from Eun-ju's parted lips. She wanted no one else to ever experience this cock—wanted to keep it imprisoned inside her forever. Drowning in unprecedented pleasure, she was rapidly descending into unknown territory.
"S-so good. Ahh, Jin-hyeok... so good..."
Her whispered praise spurred him to greater ferocity. Through her haze, she saw him gritting his teeth, sweat pouring as he fought to hold back—all for her pleasure. The sight sent fresh heat pooling in her belly.
"Nghh... deeper... fuck me deeper...!"
"Y-yes! Ahh—!"
Flushed red, Jin-hyeok pistoned his hips with terrifying speed.
[Image: Jin-hyeok pounding into Eun-ju with unrestrained force]
Thwack! Slam! Plunge!
His rigid length hammered against her cervix before withdrawing completely, stretching her obscenely. Their frenzied friction turned her clear juices white and frothy. Her depths sucked greedily at his massive cock like quicksand.
Sprawled across the sofa, legs spread obscenely wide—this was pure, primal mating. Each brutal thrust sent white lightning through Eun-ju's mind, obliterating thought.
Though reduced to little more than a living fleshlight for this young stud, Eun-ju had never known such bliss. She was experiencing true sexual rapture for the first time.
"More... give me more...!"
"Haa... ngh, haah...!"
Jin-hyeok's shoulders shook with exertion. His cock swelled impossibly larger with each thrust, signaling his impending release.
"I... I'm gonna cum...!"
"Ah... no! O-outside...!"
"Y-yes!"
With a wet pop, his burning length withdrew completely. The sudden emptiness made her arousal splatter everywhere. Simultaneously, thick ropes of semen erupted violently from Jin-hyeok's twitching cock.
"Haaahh! Aaahh, ngh—!"
Eun-ju's back arched like a drawn bow. Her inner walls convulsed violently around nothing.
Squelch. Splurt.
Her climax tore through her like white fire, obliterating all thought. Only the brutal pleasure remained.
"Haa... haah..."
Jin-hyeok dripped sweat as he gasped for air. His thighs trembled like leaves as he barely remained standing.
The warm, sticky semen coating her stomach and breasts made Eun-ju shiver anew. This was perfection unlike anything she'd ever known.
[Image: Post-coital exhaustion, bodies glistening with sweat and cum]
As her vision cleared, she saw Jin-hyeok grabbing tissues. He knelt before her, gently cleaning the mess from her skin. His tender care contrasted beautifully with his debauched appearance.
"Was it good?" she asked, studying his sweat-streaked face.
"...Yes."
Once cleaned, Eun-ju rose from the sofa and pulled him down onto it. She knelt between his spread legs, her hot breath ghosting over his semi-hard cock.
Twitch.
Just that slight warmth made the monstrous flesh swell eagerly. Watching it regain its full size, Eun-ju smiled darkly. Meeting his gaze with hooded eyes, she slowly licked her lips.
Lick. Schluurp.
Her tongue dragged lazily along his still-sensitive tip.