Chapter 54
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: [Special Edition] First
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Once again, it's a [Special Edition].
Just like before, there's no important story content here.
Pure smut.
Two rounds.
Thank you.
"Let me see it."
"That magnificent cock of yours, just what does it look like?"
"...You serious?"
My voice trembled like a fucking idiot's.
"You think I'm lying?"
"Shit, then why the hell would a bitch like you suddenly—"
"You talk too much."
She raked her serpentine gaze down my body,
"What, are you embarrassed?"
That faint smirk tugging at her lips scraped brutally against my pride.
"Always bragging about how big your dick is, how you'll fuck me senseless... acting like some total playboy."
"..."
"But now that it's time to whip it out, you're scared? Huh?"
Her taunt made my blood boil, veins bulging.
But,
"...Fuck."
Truth was, I had to admit it.
I was fucking confused.
And scared shitless.
Why?
Because I knew damn well.
In my past life or this one, I'd never even had sex, let alone gotten a handjob.
A virgin dick, plastic wrap still on.
Theory? I knew it inside out.
Born between a whore's legs, raised in a brothel-tavern as a suckling babe.
Overheard shit, eavesdropped plenty.
And the last fifteen years? Kain, that horny old bastard, swapping crude guy talk daily.
In short,
I'd seen, heard, and spewed a fuckton.
No need for silver tongue; filthy talk and dirty jokes flowed easy.
"Dickpussysuckslutcorruptcreampiebreedpress."
"...?"
See? Comes naturally.
Still,
"F-Fine, I'll show you. This fucking... my cock... my massive fucking rod."
When it came to actually dropping trou in front of this bitch,
My mouth stuttered, cold sweat trickling down my spine.
Keep fumbling like a retard, and this sharp one would clock it.
[Wait, you're a virgin? Pfft.]
Just imagining it made me want to die.
"Not gonna strip? Want me to do it for you?"
Baekrin's urging.
Her hand wormed insistently into my inner thigh.
"A-Alright! I'll do it!"
Fuck it, I shoved her aside lightly,
Grabbed my pants with both hands.
Whoosh.
Worn hemp pants and grimy underwear slid to my ankles in one go.
Room wasn't cold, but chilly air hit bare skin.
And a hot, sticky gaze speared my groin.
Twang!
The pent-up beast sprang free, smacking my belly like a spring.
"...!"
Baekrin's eyes went wide.
Last jerk-off? Can't recall exactly, but over two weeks easy.
Comatose or passed out most of that time.
Backed up bad.
Plus her fat ass grinding earlier pumped it up,
My juice was raging, veins ready to burst.
Thick shaft bulging blue veins.
Swollen purple-black glans.
Not just proud—fucking huge.
Drooling sticky precum, twitching hungrily.
"...Ha."
A low gasp escaped Baekrin.
Her face said she was genuinely shocked.
My cock looked grotesque enough to make any girl flinch, but...
Rustle.
Instead, she leaned in close, inspecting it inches from her nose.
"Definitely... big."
Her hot breath from mouth and nose grazed my sensitive tip.
My hips bucked involuntarily.
"Hold still."
She smacked my thigh to pin me.
Then,
"Nothing like Eastern guys',
Even bigger than those Western pricks, feels like?"
Muttering like a scholar studying rare sea life.
"Pale color too... less nasty-looking, I guess."
"Y-Yeah?"
"Weird, something this stupidly massive."
She seemed chill, unlike me.
Like she had a degree in dick studies,
Comparing cocks like a connoisseur.
Fucking sampled every dick out there.
What was this inexplicable defeat?
"Can I touch it?"
She asked, but her hand was already moving.
Grip.
"Ngh...!"
No hesitation.
Her palm enveloped my scorching shaft whole.
Cool. Her hand was chilly,
Mine like a furnace.
That stark contrast? Indescribable jolt.
"Warm. Hard, but soft too."
Baekrin rolled it in her hand, savoring my reactions.
Thumb pressing veins, index stroking under the glans.
"N-Ngh... H-Hey!"
Problem: rough as hell.
Maybe gentle to her, but to me? Sharp, intense.
"F-Fuck... g-gentler..."
"Why? Hurts?"
"Obviously... you trying to castrate me?"
"Sorry."
Then,
"First time touching one."
"...Huh?"
She tilted her head,
Easing her grip a bit.
Not quite gentle, but huge improvement.
But more than that,
"...What the fuck you say?"
"What?"
"First time touching? What?"
Acting like a cock encyclopedia seconds ago,
Now this bullshit?
"What bullshit—"
Swipe, stroke.
Her clumsy hand rubbed crudely,
Like a kid shaking a stick,
"First time touching a dick."
Staring like I was the weirdo,
She met my eyes, releasing the shaft.
"You... you're a...?"
"A what?"
"Virgin. Untouched."
She nodded.
"Obviously. Never put one in."
"...You said you couldn't have kids."
"Yeah. Body stopped ovulating. Been a while."
What the fuck.
I'd assumed she was a total slut.
Her calm demeanor,
Figured she'd taken countless creampies, just didn't catch.
"...Right."
First time.
First.
Hmm...
"What, why's it swelling more?"
That vague defeat melted like snow in sun.
And,
"Me too. First time."
"...What?"
"First. Not jerking myself—someone else touching."
Her first, mine too.
That odd solidarity amped the thrill.
Stroke, rub.
Even now,
Baekrin kept working my cock, smirking slyly.
"Makes sense... face ugly as sin,
No girl with eyes would touch this."
"What the fuck, bitch?"
"And..."
She yanked it toward her face,
"No one did this either."
Red tongue out, slowly licking her lips.
No time to stop.
Her head dove between my legs.
Wouldn't have anyway.
Slurp.
Warm wet mucosa swallowed my glans whole.
Slurp. Smooch.
"...Ngh!"
Stifled groan burst out.
Hot slick flesh enveloped my most sensitive spot, slathering saliva.
Not like porn blowjobs from past life,
Or brothel girls swapping pro tips, fancy tongue work.
Just raw.
Sucking like candy, full-tongue laps up the shaft,
Occasional teeth grazing, goosebumps everywhere.
Still,
"Schlop, slurp... smack, smooch..."
Felt so good, cum bubbling up fast.
Her amateur licks drove me insane.
Bitch who never soothed or jerked,
Wouldn't even if forced,
Forcing impossible,
That Baekrin bobbing eagerly between my thighs.
Conquest surged gazing down.
Her choosing to suck my dick melted my brain.
"Sluuurp... hmmm..."
Tight hot mouth.
Too big; cheeks hollowed forcing it in.
Pushing deep, tip hit her throat.
"Gurk... glurk..."
She gagged, tears welling.
Even that stirred sadism.
"Haa... like you said..."
"Slurp... what?"
"No one's ever done this..."
Never even opportunity.
"So what does that make you, doing it?"
"Haa... what else,"
She popped off briefly,
Glared up, eyes narrowed,
"...A girl with bad eyes."
Back to sucking the shaft.
Learning fast, or reading my tremors,
Lick, lap.
Hand gripped base, tongue swirling the head.
"Ah... ngh...!"
Couldn't stay still.
Clutched sheets, veins popping, barely kept hips down.
Lick, suck, slurp.
Speed building, her hair tickling thighs.
Limit.
"Cumming... a-ah, pull off...!"
Baekrin sucked deeper instead.
Looking up, cock in mouth.
"Cum if you want."
Mumbled around fullness.
Clear as day.
"Lemme taste it."
Trigger pulled.
Spurt, splurt!
Long climax.
Like pissing,
Torrents flooded her mouth.
"Mmgh...!"
Eyes wide at volume, but no spit.
Gulp.
Throat bobbed hard.
Gulp, gulp.
Swallowed every drop.
I stared blankly, then
"Haa..."
Collapsed like the spent, gasping.
Brain blank white.
This sex?
Oral, blowjob.
Lazed in afterglow, then sat up quick.
Needed her face. Her verdict after gulping my load.
Baekrin wiped white remnants from lips with handback, looked up.
Face flushed,
Eyes glazed dreamy.
"...Salty."
Frowning, licked lips.
"So, like it?"
"...Huh?"
"Swallowing cum. Feel good?"
My reaction, not hers?
Me?
"Obviously, best ever."
"Yeah?"
"Touched. Gotta treat my slave right from now on, wells up from the heart."
"...God. You simple? Or all guys like this?"
Dunno,
But fresh mouth-cum-swallow? Most guys same.
Or not.
"Figured you'd like it...
...Good thing. Wouldn't swallow that fishy shit for nothing."
What a bitch.
Whoever taught her,
Kill if guy, eat out if girl.
"...Hmm."
Gaze dropped back down.
Post-nut, still raging.
Backlog huge,
Or path cleared, switch flipped.
No post-nut clarity sage mode.
"Still hard as ever."
Baekrin grinned, crawled up bed.
Straddling move.
"Hey, gonna put it in?"
"Why, don't want?"
"But... you said first time."
"Yeah. First time, so."
My brief brake,
She stroked my right cheek scar softly,
"Gotta do it proper, all the way."
"..."
"Both give our firsts."
Our firsts.
That snapped reason.
"...Yeah."
No swat her hand.
Grabbed her wrist instead.
"Eh?"
No time to react,
Smack!
Sprung up, shoved her down by force.
"H-Hey, what— ngh!"
Thud.
Baekrin flopped on bed.
I mounted.
Knees pinning thighs, arms caging.
Reverse of before. Top-bottom flipped.
Her looking up, me down.
"...What the hell, slave?"
Baekrin scowled,
"Get off. I'm topping."
Complained, with reason.
"Master looks down from above."
"No."
Fuck that,
Flat refusal.
"Don't care,"
Straddled,
Unlacing her clothes piece by piece,
"My first, want it this way."
Unlike her,
No reason, just long-dreamed fantasy spilled.
Her usual tight training garb.
Fingers hooked the taut top knot.
Snap.
Laces undone, pale mounds burst free.
Perky tits, pink nipples peaked.
No pause, hands to bottoms.
Black cloth hugging ass and legs.
Click.
Then Baekrin snatched my wrist.
"Cut the shit, get off."
"..."
"Listen while I say nice, before I smack you."
Eyes blazed fury.
No backing down.
"Nope."
Yanked wrist free rough.
Unhesitating, grabbed her full breasts both hands.
"Ngh...!"
Her body jolted.
Soft yielding handfuls.
Squeezed firm, gazed down.
"Wanna crush you under me."
My brazen words stalled her.
"Don't force it."
"Not forcing."
Serious face added,
"You know my back. Scabs just set."
"..."
"You bounce on top, rips 'em open. Days more bedridden, hurts me, hurts you."
Her eyes flicked to my torso,
Her tight bandages.
Standoff broken by
"...Tch."
Her retreat.
"Do what you want."
Arms up over head, clapped.
Clean armpits exposed.
Total surrender pose.
"Don't mind if I do."
Yanked pants down.
Slide.
Last scrap to ankles.
Finally,
Her full nude revealed.
"...Ha."
Gasp escaped.
Beautiful didn't cut it.
Taut abs despite eating well.
Smooth waist-to-hip curve. Plump springy thighs.
Between, shy secret forest.
Dark bush sparse,
No grooming, natural small inverted triangle.
Below, pink folds parted slightly.
Already glistening slick dew.
"...Staring hard."
Gruff, turned head, thighs clenching.
Fuck, open wider.
Grabbed knees, spread wide.
"Gotta open the door to enter, right?"
"...Psycho."
Glans to her wet slit.
Prod.
Hot flesh met. Her body quivered.
"Going in. Wet enough, straight thrust ok?"
"...Hurry."
Slowly tensed hips.
Squeeze.
"...Mm."
Swollen glans pried her tight dry entrance,
Bit by inching bit.
Tight clam. Flesh shell forced apart.
Inner walls clenched rejection.
Iron horse charges.
Forward.
Then,
Pop.
Thin membrane tore at tip.
"...!"
Her head snapped back.
Brows furrowed deep, lips bit white.
No scream.
Dick guy, but heard deflowering hurts like hell.
This freak just gripped sheets,
Mouth clamped, swallowing groans.
"All... the way in."
"...Haa, do... what you want."
Spread thighs wider, slammed weight down. Root-deep one thrust.
Squelch-!
"Kgh...!"
Belly to ass seamless.
Hot wet folds hugged airtight.
Paused, harsh breaths.
Look down: red blood trickled junction.
Staining white sheets crimson petals.
Virgin proof. Rupture trace.
"...Bleeding."
"...No big deal."
Baekrin wiped sweaty brow, nonchalant.
"Not hurt?"
"Hurts, a bit."
She smiled.
"Just itchy level."
Lie, bravado maybe.
Her body betrayed.
Clenching walls quivered nonstop.
"Yeah? Won't go easy then."
"...Who asked?"
Slow hip rock start.
Squelch. Grind.
Stiff insides slicked with blood and juices.
Slap, slap!
Up tempo.
Flesh-smack filled room.
"Hahk, uh... mm...!"
Lips pale-bitten, stifling sounds.
Couldn't hide nasal whines, flushed cheeks.
"Pain or pleasure?"
"Haa... neither..."
Grabbed tits,
Deeper, harder upward thrusts.
"Can moan out."
"Sh-Shut... up... hng...!"
"No, might wake the house?"
Targeted her weak spot,
Upper wall relentless friction.
"Ah! Nghh...! There, no...!"
Her eyes glazed foggy.
Legs hooked my waist,
Nails dug back, through bandages.
You tied 'em, you'll undo 'em bitch.
Fierce pistoning.
Her body rocked with mine.
Sweat-matted hair clung face, tits bounced wild.
Gazing that spectacle, kept slamming,
"Ngh..."
Limit again.
Even after mouth relief,
Climax surged quick.
Too fast.
Cum now? Premie label.
Ass clenched, slowed pace.
Catch breath, reset rhythm...
"...?"
My stutter,
Under her, eyes narrowed.
"Why... stop?"
"Nah, just a sec—"
Squeeze.
Legs vise-gripped waist harder.
Hand neck-wrapped, hot breath on ear.
"Don't... stop."
Baekrin bucked hips, devouring deeper.
Her will rippled walls, milking glans.
"Haa... harder..."
Whisper detonated.
Fuck it.
Plan scrapped.
Pound full force, deepest creampie now.
Premie? Who gives fuck.
Slap! Slap! Splat!
"Ah, ah! Hak...!"
Bed creaked to break.
Twice faster, deeper, fiercer.
Human thought off, feral beast,
Teeth gritted, rammed pussy mad.
Climax rebuilt.
No brakes.
"Cumming."
"...Haa, haa..."
Baekrin gazed up, eyes unfocused.
Disheveled,
Soft uncharacteristic whisper,
"Cum."
"All your seed..."
Finale.
"Grraaah!!"
Glans buried deepest, unleashed.
Spurt, splurt-splurt. Gush.
Hot load erupted inside.
Mouthful rival.
"H-Hnggh...!"
Her body arched too.
Clung shoulders, took full blast.
Even climax, walls spasmed tight.
Another long drain.
Last drop poured, collapsed atop.
"Haa... haa..."
"Huu... hu..."
Room thick with duo's pants.
Fishy night-bloom, sweat-mingled sex musk.
Lifted head, eyed Baekrin.
Sweat-tousled hair. Flushed cheeks.
Languid satisfied gaze mix.
"...You cum too?"
"..."
"Asking. Climax?"
"Don't ask."
No answer, but figured.
Good.
No cold premature scorn.
"So, how was it?"
"...What?"
"Ate with mouth, ate with pussy. Which tastier?"
"Ha... tasty?"
She chuckled, neck embrace.
Then.
"Check."
"...What?"
"Taste."
Lips crashed.
Sloppy kiss.
Tongue invaded, tangled.
Mm. Sex good,
Tongue-mingling nice too.
Full Baekrin flavor.
Her tongue, spit.
And...
"...Mm?"
Smack.
Lips parted.
Silver strand stretched.
Sticky saliva.
Smacked lips, dazed stare.
"...Ah."
Confirmed.
"Fuck, fishy."
Shit taste.
Pure cum.
How'd she swallow this?
Steel stomach.
....