True Pleasure
Even though it wasn't the weekend, the motel already seemed packed full of people.
"The standard rooms and special rooms are all taken. What should we do? We do have a VIP suite available—would that be all right?"
"Yes, even better. A good person deserves to be taken somewhere nice."
The cheeky reply he tossed out as he handed over his card made the middle-aged woman at the front desk smile.
"Aigoo, young man. Thank you for saying that. You really do have a way with words."
"Haha. Is that so? I'm the one who should be thanking you for thinking so kindly of me."
"Yes, thank you. Just head up to room 901. The toiletries are already in the room."
"Yes, ma'am. Take care."
He took the key card and headed for the elevator. She looked at him and smiled.
"Oppa, you're ridiculously good with people, aren't you?"
"Remember this. A smile and a kind tone will make you loved wherever you go."
"Even with me?"
Ding-dong. The elevator arrived. Once they stepped inside, he pressed the button for the ninth floor. The moment the doors closed, he pulled her into his arms.
"What would you like me to do with you?"
"…Get me excited… I… I'm really looking forward to today…"
The instant the words left her mouth, he claimed her lips. This time he thrust his tongue in from the start, hungrily exploring hers. She answered by twining her tongue around his, matching every stroke.
Ding-dong. The doors slid open with a soft rumble.
They didn't stop kissing even as they stepped out of the elevator. Still clinging to his back, she walked backward down the motel corridor. While their mouths stayed locked, he glanced sideways at the layout of the floor. The ninth floor seemed to hold only VIP rooms—just 901 and 902—and the CCTV cameras were aimed at the two facing doors.
"Ah… Oppa… the CCTV… let's get inside…"
The moment they entered the room and the door shut behind them, he spun her to face him and slid his hands to her waist, stroking gently up and down. Not a single ounce of extra flesh on that slender waist.
Miho rested her arms on his shoulders and gazed steadily into his eyes.
Words were unnecessary between them now.
This was the real beginning.
Just as he had done at Dong-min hyung's place, he slowly savored her lips. She followed the movement of his mouth just as slowly, as if surrendering everything to him, matching his rhythm completely. When he sucked her lips slowly, then fiercely, she did the same. When he caressed her tongue gently, hers answered gently. When he plunged deep and hard, she met him with equal intensity.
The hands holding her waist rose to cup both breasts over her T-shirt, kneading them. Her nipples were already stiff. He rubbed them through the fabric, using the cloth itself to create friction.
"Mmm… mmh… ah…"
Her ragged breaths spilled between their joined lips. He grabbed the neckline of her T-shirt and yanked it down. Over the stretchy ribbed fabric, her full, tempting breasts spilled free. He pulled one soft mound free of the shirt and simply stared. How long had he been aching to see these breasts—ever since the karaoke room!
Her breasts were a pure, milky white, as if they had never once seen the sun. In the center of each, a perfectly formed pink nipple stood out, adorable yet fully developed. The areolas were just the right size, and the nipples themselves jutted up, made for sucking.
"Wow… I'm going crazy… How can even your nipples be this pretty?"
"Mm… my nipples are pretty… I'm pretty all over… Oppa… make me feel pretty… Ahhk! Ah!"
At the desperate look in her eyes, he greedily licked and sucked her nipple. The moans she had been holding back burst free under the work of his tongue.
"Ah… ah… ah… ah, Oppa… ahhng… mmph… I love it so much…"
She bit down on her own finger, trying to stifle the sounds pouring out of her. But these were not moans that could be held back. The heavy foreplay in the karaoke room, the stares of men on the street, and the sheer anticipation had already pushed her excitement to its peak.
He freed the other breast as well and rubbed it with his hand. Licking one while flicking the other with his fingers made her moan without pause.
"Ahhk! Ah… ah… ah, Oppa… Oppa… just my breasts and it already feels so good… ah… ahhng…"
Kneading both of Miho's breasts, he kissed her again. Now she had grown more aggressive. Their lips parted only long enough for him to pull her T-shirt over her head; the moment it was gone she claimed his mouth once more. Still wearing their shoes, they kept kissing as they moved toward the bed. She hastily stripped off his shirt. He tossed it carelessly aside and pushed her down onto the mattress.
Mirrors lined every wall around the bed. No matter where he looked, he saw the two of them—naked from the waist up.
Her upper body sank into the soft mattress. Her eyes burned with hunger for him. With Miho's waist between his thighs, he looked down at her.
Miho's face was flushed crimson with rising lust, her expression full of eager anticipation for the greater pleasure still to come. Her full breasts, so striking against that slim waist, rose and fell with her ragged breathing. Even lying down, slightly flattened to the sides, they kept their beautiful shape.
He laced his fingers through hers and rained kisses on her again. The kisses that began at her lips traveled across her cheek to the shell of her ear.
"Haah… haah… haaah! Ah…!"
When his tongue teased inside her ear, fresh moans spilled from her.
"How can even your moans be this sexy?"
"Haah… haah… Am I sexy?"
"Yeah. So sexy I could lose my mind."
"Haah… haah… Oppa… you're sexy too…"
There was nothing left to wait for. No more need to draw things out. He reached behind her waist and lowered the zipper of her skirt. She lifted her hips to help him. He peeled the skirt away, then gripped her stockings and drew them down. He had wanted to tear them off, but the words she had spoken earlier—about movie-like sex—made him hold back. He slipped off the high heels dangling precariously from her toes and left the stockings hanging around one ankle.
He knelt on the floor between her spread legs. Lying on the bed with only her calves hanging over the edge, she propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at him with eyes full of anticipation. That gaze seemed to scream for even greater pleasure.
He stroked her thighs with his hands. Beyond those long, slender thighs, a tiny scrap of black panties already soaked through, clearly outlining the plump mound of her pussy.
"Haah… hoo… You're so wet…"
At the sound of his rough breathing she nodded and pulled his head toward her crotch.
"Hurry… hurry and do it… Oppa… I…"
Ignoring her lust-filled plea to suck her pussy, he kissed the soft inner skin of her thigh instead.
"Ahhk! Aaaah… ahm…"
He licked her thighs with careful devotion, climbing higher little by little, teasing her by brushing so close to her pussy without quite touching it. Her moans grew louder and louder.
"Ah… ahhng… Oppa… Oppa…"
Listening to those coquettish sounds, he worked his way downward again. Past her thighs, from her knees to the backs of her knees, her calves, her ankles, all the way to her toes—he sucked each one with thorough care.
"Eup! Ugh…! Mmph… hup! Ahhhnnn…."
When he sucked her toes, a choking moan burst from her and her whole body twisted. Miho was extraordinarily sensitive.
"Ahhp! Ah… Oppa… Oppa… what is this…? It feels… so good… more… ahhk… ahhng…"
He raised a hand and brushed lightly across the front of her panties.
"Kyaaaaah! Oppa! Oppa! It's so hot… mmngh… haah… haah…"
Just that fleeting touch to her pussy made her scream in pleasure, already losing her mind.
Now it was his turn to see her pussy.
He hooked his fingers into the side of her panties and slowly drew them down her thighs. Her pussy was flooded. Sticky juices poured out without end, thin threads of wetness still connecting the fabric to her folds.
"Miho, look at this… hmm? Your juices are ridiculous right now."
"Ahhk… I don't know… I'm not… usually like this…"
"Heh. You're so lewd. You walked here without a bra and kept dripping the whole way, didn't you?"
"…Yeah… I kept dripping… ah… Oppa… touch me more… please? Do more now…"
The word "pussy" was already coming out of her mouth naturally. She was begging him to soothe that burning heat between her legs.
The long vertical valley between her thighs was beautiful. Between the plump, cleanly waxed mound, her pink inner lips were spread wide open.
"Your pussy is pretty."
"Ahhk! Aaaah! Ahhk! Ah!"
He could no longer hold back. He brought his mouth to her pussy and began sucking like a man possessed. When he parted her inner lips, her swollen clit came into view. He dragged his tongue broadly up and down over it, and she screamed loud enough to bring the motel ceiling down.
"Ahhk!! Ah…. aaaah! Aha… hahk… haah! Eup! Ah, it feels good… so good…! Oppa… Oppa!!!"
Juices kept overflowing from inside her, soaking his mouth and chin completely. He was at his limit too. He needed to taste this pussy properly, right now.
Kissing her, he hurriedly stripped off his pants and underwear. She frantically licked and sucked at his lips and tongue, still glossy with her own juices. He wanted to bury himself in this wet, filthy pussy as soon as possible.
He shifted her to the center of the bed and settled between her legs. Whether from shyness or from excitement she could no longer control, she covered her face with her hands while spreading her thighs wide.
"Miho, look at Oppa."
"I don't know… I can't look…"
He took her hand and wrapped it around his cock.
"Look at this. Because of you, my cock… feels like it's going to explode."
"Oppa! Isn't… isn't that too big?"
Staring at the massive cock rising thick and hard between his legs, she looked startled yet filled with awe as she stroked it. Even held in both her hands, the head still jutted free; it was long, yes, but the girth was just as impressive.
"Well? Do you like it?"
He looked down at her with a face full of confidence.
"…Yeah… but I'm scared… I've never had one this big before…"
"Don't worry. You're flooding right now."
He took his cock in hand and rubbed it gently against her pussy, coating the head and shaft evenly with her juices. She squeezed her eyes shut, clutched the pillow with both hands, and took deep breaths.
He began to push in, very slowly. Her insides were hot. The moment the head entered, her pussy started sucking him deeper.
"Hup! Ahhk… ah… ah… ah…"
"Wow… ah… Miho… you… feel so fucking good…"
It wasn't empty praise. He had only gotten halfway in and already felt ready to come.
She was tight. It didn't feel like thrusting into empty air; her walls wrapped around his head and shaft as if a hand were gripping him. He finally understood why the men before him had finished so quickly. Among every woman he had ever had, Miho's pussy was the finest.
"Ahhk… haah! Haah! Oppa… is it all the way in…?"
"No… only… about half?"
"Ahhk… but it feels so deep…"
Her legs had gone stiff with tension. To ease her, he stroked the insides of her thighs while beginning a slow, shallow rhythm with only half his length inside her.
"Haup… haah… haah… haah… ah… Oppa…"
As soon as the slow thrusting began, moans poured continuously from her lips. She didn't know what to do with herself, twisting her head from side to side while wringing the pillow and sheets in her fists.
When the tension finally left her, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. Matching that motion, he drove his cock in to the hilt in one deep thrust.
"Aaah!! Oppa! Oppa! Haah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhk!"
"Ah! Miho… huff huff… ah! … ah!"
Moans burst from both of them at the same time. Miho clung to his back and waist with both arms and legs, completely overwhelmed. He lost all reason and kept pounding hard into her pussy. Every time his cock plunged in and out, her walls clamped down tightly around him.
"Ahahk! Haeng! Haah! Haah! Mom… ahhk… haah… Mom… haah! Mom, what do I do… haah! Hwaang! Haah… huff! Huff! Mom, Mom! Huff huff huff…!"
"Ah… Miho… ah… your… your pussy tastes so good… huff… huff…"
"Mom… Mom… huff… huff… Oppa's cock… Oppa's cock feels so good! Haaeung! Haah!"
Lost in ecstasy, she began twisting her body and rolling her hips. It wasn't practiced technique—pure instinct. Matching his strong, rapid thrusts, she ground her clit against him in search of even greater pleasure.
"Eup… eup… mmph… ugh…!"
He found her lips again and sucked them mindlessly. Choking moans kept spilling from between their mouths. Now she was truly feeling what real pleasure was.
"Ahhk! Aaaah! Ah! Ah, Mom! Ahhk! Hmmngh…! Oppa… Oppa… something's happening to me… I… I… feel strange… haaaaaah!!!"
She screamed, her back arching like a bow as violent spasms wracked her body. In time with those convulsions her pussy clamped down hard around his cock. The sight of it was more than he could take.
"Ugh! Miho! Ah! I'm coming too!"
He yanked his cock free of her pussy and pressed it against her belly as he came.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
His semen spurted across her stomach and all the way up to her breasts.
"Haah… haah… haah… haah…"
"Huff… huff… huff…"
Miho and he both sprawled across the bed, gasping for breath.
It had been the best experience of his life. It must have been for her as well, but for him it was absolute perfection.
"Haah… haah… haah… Oppa… I… haah… it felt so good…"
Without a word he stroked her hair and pulled her against him. Exhausted by the afterglow of that peak pleasure, she simply breathed hard with her eyes fluttering shut. Watching her, his own eyes closed as well.