Chapter 490: The Virgin Master and the Perverted Disciple (8) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 490: The Virgin Master and the Perverted Disciple (8) [R-18]
As she revealed herself, taunting me, I was drawn toward her and reached out my hand.
The first thing my fingertips touched was her breast.
“Ngh…♥”
I savored the heavy sensation in my palm, accompanied by the small, lewd moan that escaped her lips.
It was a softness that felt like it could embrace the entire world, yet it had a firmness that pushed back if I pressed too deep.
“You have nice breasts.”
Still dazed by a sensation she had never felt before, she pouted at me.
“You… you have no trouble saying such embarrassing things.”
“Embarrassing or not, I have to say what I feel.”
The biggest lesson I’d learned living in this body was that you must always say what’s on your mind.
You know what I mean.
Those words that are so obvious they should be said, but are often overlooked for that very reason.
Words like “thank you,” “I’m sorry,” “I love you.”
The closer you are to someone, the more you assume they already know without you having to say it.
“How else would you know exactly how I feel?”
There’s no such thing as knowing without being told.
You can only guess.
And sometimes, a wrong guess can lead to a huge misunderstanding, hurting both people’s feelings.
Perhaps the way things turned out between me and Han Ju-hee also started from a trivial misunderstanding.
That’s why I became more determined.
I decided to stop being foolish, to stop holding back what needed to be said just because of a moment of shyness, embarrassment, or awkwardness.
As if my feelings had reached her, Angela grinned.
“I think I chose a really wonderful man for my first night.”
As she spoke, I gently kneaded her breast and replied.
“The honor is all mine.”
It was the honest truth, without a single shred of falsehood.
This was about creating a memory I would never forget, even if all others faded by the time I died. Of course it was an honor.
I caressed her toned body with reverence, savoring each part.
Her sleek, firm arms.
Her stomach, etched with clearly defined abs.
Her slim waist and perfectly flared hips.
I traced her form from top to bottom, a body that looked as if it had been meticulously sculpted and polished with a chisel and hammer.
With every touch, her body shivered as she let out a deep breath.
“Hah, ngh, haaht, haa-eung…♥”
She was sensitive.
And honest.
Most women on their first time tend to hide their pleasure out of shyness, but Angela showed no sign of it.
Maybe it was because of what I’d said earlier.
Her eyes, which were always so fierce, now looked at me with affection.
“We… we might not have needed to fight.”
“Why not?”
“Just your touch… ugh… it’s making my body so hot, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.”
Indeed, her body felt scorching hot against my hand.
To exaggerate a little, it felt like caressing a red-hot, softened piece of iron with my bare hands.
Yes.
“You really are like heated iron.”
I couldn't think of a better way to describe her body.
Hard on the inside, soft on the outside, and constantly radiating intense heat.
That heat was affecting me, too.
“Angela.”
“Mmmh…”
“Is it okay if I go a little faster?”
The corners of her lips curled up slightly.
“O-Of course…♥”
It seemed she had been secretly hoping for it.
For the sake of an unforgettable first night, I began to slowly release the passion I had been barely suppressing.
My hands, which had been exploring her body, became stronger, more explicit.
“Ngh… Heek…!”
I pulled her heated body onto the bed, laying her down before climbing on top of her, pressing our bodies together.
The heat I felt through my entire being, the wild thumping of her heart.
I matched that rhythm as I tangled my tongue with hers.
“Oom… ch… ha-eup…♥”
Her movements were stiff.
With her arms wrapped around my neck, I could feel her trying her best to follow my tongue.
“Pah…!”
I pulled my lips away at the right moment and lowered my head, this time taking a large bite of her breast.
“Hauk…”
Angela let out a helpless moan and wrapped her arms around the back of my head.
Ignoring the considerable pressure, I tasted her breasts thoroughly.
“Suck, slurp… schloop…!”
“Ngh… Hik… Th-That tickles…♥”
I was enjoying the sounds of the strong warrior slowly transforming into a primal female, reveling in my exploration of her, when…
“Hah…!”
With a short cry, my world tilted.
In an instant, our positions were reversed.
Now it was me lying on the bed, with Angela on top of me, her eyes flashing.
“I can’t just be on the receiving end…!”
Her rough hand stretched the fabric of my underwear, covering my erect penis.
“Ugh…”
A moan escaped my lips involuntarily from the sudden burst of pleasure.
The smile on her face deepened.
“Hmm… So this is the ultimate weak spot for men, huh?”
“You could… say that.”
She wasn’t wrong.
Whether day or night, it was an undeniable fact that this was a man’s most important vital point.
Her commentary continued as she stroked my cock.
“It’s so hot, even through your underwear. I think I’d get burned if I put my hand inside.”
“Why don’t you test it yourself?”
“I was just… thinking of doing that.”
The moment she finished speaking, her hand shot inside.
Her grip, unlike any other woman’s—coarse and rough—clamped down hard on my penis.
“Mmph…!”
The calluses on her palm and the roughness of her skin from her work as a blacksmith created a unique kind of stimulation.
I felt like I finally understood why babies liked the feeling of their father’s scratchy beard.
Unable to bear the pleasure, pre-cum soaked my underwear.
She licked her lips and laughed.
“You like my touch? Huh?”
Gaining confidence from her success, Angela’s movements became bolder.
Her hand, which had only been gripping me, now began to stroke my length, adding a caress to her touch.
The feeling wasn’t bad at all, so I quietly accepted it.
Squish… squelch…!
“Hehe… You were so cool before, but now you’re kind of cute.”
Her momentum grew.
Her touch was confident, yet clumsy.
It wasn’t bad in its own right, so I was just letting her have her way, but… being passive just isn’t my style.
“Is that so?”
I said lightly, reaching out the hand that had been resting on the bed to touch her vulva, which I had been saving until the time was ripe.
“Eek…! You… you…!”
Pleasure etched itself onto her chaste body.
Her eyes widened in shock at the immense thrill, incomparable to any other part of her.
“Looks like you’re just as cute, Angela.”
I held up the finger that had just lightly brushed her sex.
It was drenched in the clear, sticky fluid that had seeped from within her.
Angela’s face flushed red at the sight.
To tease her even more, I brought my wet finger back to her vulva.
Even with the slightest movement, her arousal fluid gushed out madly, soaking not only her thighs but my body as well.
“Haa-eugh… Nngh, ungh…♥”
As she let out moans, her body twitching, I muttered to myself, loud enough for her to hear.
“I don’t know how you’ve managed to hold back this long with such a lewd body.”
As I continued to move my fingers, a fire lit up in her desperate eyes.
“Ugh… Stop teasing me and just… can’t you do something more?!”
“Do what?”
This was fun.
She wanted to feel even better, but she didn’t know what more to do, so all she could do was repeat “do something.”
“Ngh… F-Fine. If you’re going to be like that…!”
I had overlooked one thing.
Angela was the most strong-willed and fierce woman I had ever met.
Even as she was becoming a bitch in heat, that temperament remained, and she roughly swatted my hand away.
Then, she immediately pulled down my underwear, grabbed my towering penis, and lifted her hips.
Slowly bending her legs, Angela aligned her entrance with the tip of my erection.
A wild, predatory smile bloomed on her face.
“Just try and stay still. I’ll just have to devour you myse—kah, heut…♥”
Before she could finish her sentence, my cock began to slowly push inside her.
“Ugh…!”
I felt an intense pressure, as if my penis would snap, along with an extraordinary heat.
It was hot.
So much hotter than any other woman I’d been with.
For a moment, a desire simmered within me to go deeper into that hole, an opening that seemed to resemble her very personality.
Finally, I stopped before a single gateway—the symbol of a virgin.
“Hahh, haa, ngh… hooh…!”
Her body trembled as if she had already come once from just the intrusion of the head, and then she put her weight into it, pressing her hips down firmly.
That was it.
“Aack…!”
A short, sharp scream of pain, and the mark of her deflowering flowed down my shaft.
Angela froze on the spot, unable to move an inch.
Her head was bowed, so I couldn't even see her expression.
“Are… Are you okay?”
I asked, worried that the pain was too much for her to move. Just then…
“Hih… heheh…”
Her shoulders began to shake.
“It’s thrilling… It doesn’t feel like I’ve lost something. It feels like I’ve gained something new.”
When she finally lifted her head, she was smiling.
A brilliant, radiant smile.