Sim Geum-a
“...You really don’t have any other intentions?”
When I asked, Sim Geum-a burst out laughing again, as if something about it was endlessly funny.
“Don’t worry. Safety first with me. If you’re that scared, I’ll even put a condom on you and swallow a pill right in front of your eyes. Happy?”
Her blunt words sent me into another long stretch of hesitation. At last, I made up my mind.
“...If the time doesn’t matter, then we can do it right now and I get the vehicle immediately?”
At my question her eyes lit up with even sharper interest.
“Possible.”
She brushed her fingers under my chin again and smiled wickedly.
“As long as you can satisfy me.”
I looked her straight in the eye and nodded.
“Good!”
Looking thoroughly pleased, she beckoned me to follow and strode ahead.
Just as we were about to leave the room she suddenly stopped, turned back, and asked,
“Come to think of it—how old are you?”
“...Twenty-five.”
“Oh, a younger man!”
A mischievous smile spread across her face.
“Your specs keep getting better. I’m twenty-nine. Take good care of me, younger man.”
With that she winked once and started walking again.
I swallowed dryly as I watched her confident, unhurried back.
The place Sim Geum-a led me to looked like her private bedroom—the most comfortable space in the entire building. Following her instructions I took a quick shower in the small attached bathroom, slipped into the clean robe she had prepared, and waited for her.
Before long the door opened and Sim Geum-a stepped inside wearing nothing but underwear.
I caught my breath. Tall, with long, perfectly straight legs and a body sculpted by healthy muscle without a single ounce of excess fat, she radiated an overwhelming, vital kind of sexiness all on her own.
I sat on the edge of the bed, unable to tear my eyes away.
She smiled in satisfaction at the look on my face, then approached me silently and gracefully, like a cat.
She sat beside me and whispered into my ear, her breath hot against my skin.
“All right… start.”
With trembling hands I reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
She gently caught my wrist.
“Wait.”
She looked at me with teasing eyes.
“In a situation like this, isn’t a kiss the polite thing to do first?”
As she spoke she covered my lips with her own. A faint scent of cigarettes mixed with the sweet aroma of wine rose from her mouth.
When the passionate kiss ended she climbed on top of me and began slowly, expertly, untying the sash of the robe I was wearing.
Under Sim Geum-a’s skilled lead I completely lost the initiative and could only follow wherever she took me.
The moment she loosened the sash I flinched instinctively, but she only laughed at my reaction and boldly flung the robe wide open.
“What’s with the shyness, younger man? You’re not backing out now, are you?”
Her fingers slowly traced down my firm chest.
That blatant caress sent goosebumps racing over my entire body.
Her touch was on a completely different level from Yeong-ju’s or any of the other women’s clumsy hands.
She knew exactly where to touch to make me feel more, exactly how to torment me further—the practiced hands of a seasoned hunter.
She climbed back over me and poured another deep, lingering kiss onto my mouth.
The decadent yet sweet scent of cigarettes and wine mixed together short-circuited every thought in my head.
Her lips left a trail of heat down my neck, across my chest, and steadily lower. The instant her tongue flicked over my nipple I let out a stifled moan I couldn’t hold back—“Hnn!”
“Oh my, so you’re sensitive here too?”
She laughed playfully and attacked the other side even more relentlessly. All I could do was clutch the sheets and desperately swallow the moans that kept trying to escape.
At last she reached my most intimate place. For a moment she simply gazed at what was already fully aroused, as if savoring the sight with heated eyes.
“...Not bad at all. I like it.”
She whispered that and, without the slightest hesitation, took it into her mouth.
“...!”
A skilled, powerful stimulation that bore no comparison to anything before.
It felt as if every nerve in my body was concentrating on that single point; my mind went completely blank.
Her tongue moved like a living creature, exploring, stimulating, and devouring every part of me.
Slurp, suck.
The lewd sounds echoed from between her lips. Sometimes gentle, sometimes fierce, she controlled the pace and toyed with me completely.
I could no longer hold back. I cradled her head and let rough moans spill out.
“Haa…! Ah…!”
I don’t know how much time passed. Just as I was about to reach the peak she pulled her lips away as if to tease me.
Then she licked her own wet, reddened lips and smiled seductively at me.
“Not yet, younger man. This is only the beginning.”
She climbed back onto the bed and straddled me. Without hesitation she took every inch of me into her deepest place.
“Haa…!”
Hot, tight, and unbelievably soft.
“Hnn…! How is it…? Am I good?”
She whispered into my ear, her breath scorching.
Instead of answering I gripped her waist and thrust up hard from below.
“Haaang…!”
Matching my movement she wrapped her long, firm legs around my hips.
Then, with unbelievably elastic and flexible motion, she began to move her own waist.
Every time she moved, everything inside me locked with her deepest point and created waves of pleasure I had never felt before.
“Huk…!”
Unable to endure the overwhelming pleasure any longer I looked up at her. She pressed herself against my chest, wet hair flying, and whispered into my ear,
“Hnn…! Don’t worry… I took the pill…”
Hearing that, I could hold back no longer and came inside her.
The eyes looking down at me were hazy and trembling—she had reached the same peak of pleasure as I had.
A short while later she gently pushed my body away and got off the bed. Then she knelt in front of me once more.
“...We’re not done yet, right?”
She whispered that and took my still-sensitive length back into her hot mouth.
“Hnn…!”
Even bolder, even more explicit caresses than before.
This time her tongue coiled around me like a snake, spinning and sucking, reawakening the desire that had been sleeping inside me.
In the midst of the ecstatic sensation her tongue created, strength gathered in my lower body once again.
When she finally saw that I had fully revived she smiled in satisfaction.
Then she braced herself against the cold wall beside the bed and presented her hips to me.
The perfect, dizzying curve that ran from her slender waist to the full swell of her buttocks. For a moment I could only stare, entranced, at that sensual rear view.
“...Now it’s your turn, younger man.”
At her provocative pose I could no longer hold back. I stepped behind her and, without hesitation, pushed every inch of myself into her deepest place.
“Haaaang…!”
A different, completely filled sensation from before. I gripped her waist and began to move roughly, without restraint.
The wet slap of flesh and her cries filled the room.
“Harder…! Harder…! Aang…!”
I was no longer being led by her pace. This time it was my turn to take control.
I turned her body and pinned her against the cold wall. She looked at me in surprise, but soon seemed to understand my intention and smiled with interest.
“Oh? Getting aggressive, are we, younger man?”
Instead of answering I lifted her long legs and wrapped them around my waist. Then, without hesitation, I drove myself into her deepest place once more.
“Haa…!”
With her back against the wall, completely defenseless as she took me in, a much higher-pitched moan burst from her lips.
I pinned both her hands above her head against the wall, kissed her, and began to move my hips like a madman.
She didn’t resist. Instead she accepted my rough movements with her entire body and screamed even higher notes of pleasure.
“Hnn…! Ah, aang…! Good…! More, more! Ahk…!”
After several fierce waves had passed, Sim Geum-a buried her face in my chest, gasping for breath. Our sweat-slicked bodies clung stickily together.
“...You’re really good, younger man.”
She whispered into my ear in a languid voice.
But somehow the fire in me had only grown hotter. Without a word I grabbed her shoulders, flipped her over in one motion, and made her lie face-down on the bed.
“Eh…?”
She turned her head to look at me, startled.
In her eyes pure surprise mixed with a sparkling light that seemed to say, “What are you going to do now?”
Instead of answering I knelt in front of her and guided her face toward what was already beginning to heat up again.
She seemed to understand my intention and let out a short laugh.
“Oh? So you know how to give orders now too?”
Even as she said it she accepted me into her mouth without the slightest hesitation.
Her tongue, like a wild beast long since tamed, began to devour every part of me with skilled boldness.
Suck, suck.
Wet sounds filled the room.
Sometimes gentle, sometimes intense, she varied the pace, even lightly teasing the sensitive spots below, and sucked away every last shred of my remaining reason.
I could only cradle her head and let rough moans escape.
Gulp.
When I finally reached the climax she took every last drop without leaving a single bit behind.
Then she licked her own wet, reddened lips and showed me a satisfied smile.
“We’re just getting started and you’re already tired, younger man?”
At her words I turned her around again and began moving my hips once more.
I had long since lost all sense of time. Inside this room only our rough breathing, the sound of skin striking skin, and the endless moans existed.
By the time the fifth round began, the always-composed, always-dominant Sim Geum-a was nowhere to be found.
“Huk…! W-wait… younger man…!”
Soaked in sweat she twisted beneath me and spoke as if pleading.
“Enough… enough now…! I’m satisfied…! Really…! Haaang…!”
She forced out the moans, but I didn’t stop. On the contrary, her declaration of surrender only stoked a stronger desire to conquer, and I moved my hips even more fiercely.
Only after I poured everything I had into her deepest place did I finally stop moving.
We held each other tightly and, for a long while, simply gasped for breath without saying a word.