71. [Scene] Choi A-young
71. [Scene] Choi A-young
The character "Choi Hye-yong's" size was about 2 cm larger than the original Hye-yong's — roughly 16 cm.
He didn't think it was some monstrous schlong, but he'd always felt it was on the pretty damn sturdy side.
So if he tried to force it in, it was probably going to hurt a little.
'When I do it with her, I want it to feel as good as possible — not painful.'
With Lanfang, she'd been so thoroughly used and developed in her sleep that it was fine, but Choi Ah-young had zero experience. And judging by how she said it took forever to reach orgasm even when masturbating alone, she seemed like the type who didn't get off easily.
So Hye-yong created a new Pain Resistance Buff.
Naturally, with the hiding function applied.
He couldn't make it completely painless the way it worked in the Inner World, but as long as the pain wasn't severe, he could tone it down considerably.
He laid her on the resting bench and carefully climbed on top.
It was a little uncomfortable, but at this moment, that very discomfort was actually one of the things turning him on.
It felt like a couple of hot-blooded students, utterly unable to control their urges, sneaking it in a public place.
"Ah-yeong."
"Nngh... hah."
Press.
He placed the glans against her and rubbed it along the cleft, pulling a small moan from her lips.
Choi Ah-young's arousal and his own excited precum were more than enough to get everything slick.
"I'm putting it in. Slowly."
"Y-Yeah. As much as you want. I'm fine."
Schlooowly...!
It was a skill honed to perfection by now.
He had the Sexual Mastery Buff, sure, but Hye-yong himself had also gotten quite used to handling women during their first time.
With that sinking, dragging sensation... squelch...
He pushed past the alien tightness he'd experienced so many times before and sank his cock into the hot, snug sleeve of flesh.
A little blood trickled and spread into the leather fibers of the bench.
"Hnngggh...!!"
"Did it hurt?"
"No, just a little... sting. The good feeling was way stronger...."
Choi Ah-young wore a slightly wrecked expression from the excitement and smiled bashfully.
"I can't tell if it's because you're so skilled, or if I'm just lewd. It's my first time, but... it feels good...."
If he had to be precise, it was because of the buffs.
Pleasure Amplification. Pain Reduction.
And the boost to Hye-yong's own sexual technique.
If Ah-yeong ever married another man someday and did this sort of thing, she'd definitely find it strange.
Huh? The sex I know wasn't like this, she'd think.
And every time she felt something was lacking, Hye-yong's face would swim up in her mind.
For her, Hye-yong would be the one who gave her her first experience in life — and the one who gave her the best sex she'd ever had.
Thinking about it sent a hell of a thrill through him.
He felt like he could sort of understand what a virginity bomber must get off on.
That said, the thought of Choi Ah-young doing it with another man did stir a flicker of displeasure...
But dwelling on that felt too sleazy, so he decided not to dig any deeper.
'If it's just a sting, going a little rough shouldn't be a problem.'
Squelch—!
Heeding his dick's urgent demand to swim in the ocean of a woman's insides, Hye-yong grabbed Ah-yeong's hips and started moving his waist.
"Ah, hng, hng, hnnggh...!"
Ah-yeong wasn't the type to moan loudly.
He almost wondered if she was holding it in.
He wanted to make a clear, unrestrained cry burst from her lips.
'Let's find a spot that feels even better....'
Squelch...!
"Ah-heut...!!"
At the same moment Choi Ah-young cried out, Hye-yong nearly let a moan burst out himself.
'Whoa. She's insanely tight, and everything's winding and tangled. The first time is seriously intense.'
It was a completely different sensation from Lanfang, who had already been tamed to Hye-yong's size.
"Hut...."
Seeing Choi Ah-young make eye contact with him and then turn her face away in embarrassment sent another jolt of excitement through him.
He'd thought he would never end up having sex with Choi Ah-young.
Because they were just friends.
He'd had the feeling that if he approached her as anything more, she wouldn't go for it.
There was something cool and composed about her.
But he'd never expected Choi Ah-young to be the one to suggest doing this first.
It wasn't like he had some special claim on her.
They were just close friends who could share this secret, pleasurable thing between a man and a woman.
'This is what an actual opposite-sex friend is.'
This — sex like roasting beans over a lightning strike, right here in a public place anyone could walk into.
And his partner was a virgin with the image of a model student who'd never even think of doing something this dirty.
One he'd used as masturbation material more than ten times, no less.
This romance. This male satisfaction.
Truly beyond words.
Strength flooded into the motion of stirring up Choi Ah-young's insides.
Squelch!
"Ha-ah! N-Not there...!"
"Here? Like this?"
Squelch!
When he stabbed that weak spot, Choi Ah-young's body shook violently.
"Ah-heut! What do I do, it feels so good...! They said the first time just keeps hurting! Nngh! To feel it this, ahh, much...!"
Then she covered her bright red face with both arms.
"So embarraaassing, it's really my first tiiime. I told you I'm not lewwd...!"
Ah, goddammit. She's too cute.
With her covering her face with her arms like that, she looked like someone being forced — like she was crying from pain and shame — and it gave everything this coercive edge.
When she was like this, he couldn't help wanting to pound into her relentlessly, without holding anything back.
Hye-yong lifted her body, laid her on her side, then pulled her right leg up into his arms and slung it over his shoulder.
Their lower bodies interlocked completely.
Hye-yong shoved in as deep as he possibly could.
"Ng-hk...!"
When he suddenly pushed all the way in until it bottomed out, Choi Ah-young's eyes flew wide with surprise and locked onto Hye-yong's.
'Ah, this position is good... and rubbing my cheek against her smooth leg is nice too.'
Hye-yong indulged his desires freely, savoring the texture of Ah-yeong's vaginal walls while naturally nailing the spot she felt most, steering her toward climax.
"Aah...! This, this kind of thing...! It's strange but good, my head's going blank, every time it goes in and out it tingles...!"
Choi Ah-young seemed like she was about to cum any second now.
And he'd been holding back himself, so it seemed fine to floor the accelerator and let himself ejaculate freely.
'It's about to well up.'
Squelch, squelch!
"Hngh, uh-hut!"
Squelch, squelch! Squelch, squelch—!
"Nnnggh! Ah-hk, the sound, ughh...!"
Choi Ah-young clamped her mouth shut.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
'I want to shoot it all inside, but....'
Something that hadn't crossed his mind at all the first time with Lanfang suddenly surfaced.
Contraception.
With Lanfang — maybe because he'd already violated her so many times in the Inner World and started seeing her as a cute pet dog — he'd just recklessly sprayed inside without a thought. But this sex with Choi Ah-young had such a heavy sense of reality that even through the haze of excitement, the word pregnancy popped into his head.
'I have to pull out.'
Hye-yong's movements grew more violent as he got ready to withdraw at any moment.
As he slammed his waist home with force, the sticky sound of sweat-drenched skin slapping against skin echoed around them.
"Uh-keu-eu-eup...!"
Choi Ah-young trembled with her mouth covered.
Her inner walls clamped down hard, as if telling him not to leave — as if urging him to cum.
Normally, he would have pressed his lower abdomen flush against her and poured it straight into her womb, but this time he hurriedly pulled his hips back and sprayed it across Choi Ah-young's body.
"Haah, haah...!"
A faint pang of regret lingered, but the moment he saw the evidence of pleasure splattered forcefully across her smooth, glistening body — and saw Choi Ah-young looking up at him with a face drenched in ecstasy — the sense of conquest that surged up right after swept the regret clean away.
"Did I make it properly good for you?"
She answered bashfully but honestly.
"It... felt good. So good I couldn't control the sounds coming out. I heard it starts feeling good once you get used to it, but I didn't know it would be like this from the very first time."
Since Ah-yeong said it was good, Hye-yong was happy too.
"What about you? The sex... with me. Did it feel good?"
"The best. It felt fucking amazing."
She'd given him her virginity, so there was no way it couldn't be the best.
Choi Ah-young smiled warmly.
"Hehe, that's a relief... But why did you pull out?"
Choi Ah-young said this while touching the sticky mess splattered on her belly with a curious look.
For a second, Hye-yong wondered if he'd done something wrong.
"Why do you think? Because you could get pregnant."
Choi Ah-young nodded like that made sense.
"Ah, right. I see. That makes sense. They don't teach that separately. If you didn't look it up yourself, you might not know."
"What do you mean?"
"The Synchronization Procedure has a few minor side effects. The biggest one is female infertility."
"I-Infertility? You mean you can't have babies?"
"Only for three to four years. There are individual differences, but... it's not really needed during your time at the facility anyway. From my perspective, it barely even feels like a side effect."
If anything, not having periods was convenient.
Choi Ah-young tucked that last thought away inside.
'Wow. I had no idea. No wonder Lanfang never said a word about it. So that's why there was never any "a baby will form if you cum inside" stuff.'
Hye-yong was quietly impressed.
'If I were a woman, that would've scared me a little. Even if it reverses later, they all sure accepted the procedure pretty readily. I heard it was still in the experimental stage... Did the government really sell it that well?'
Anyway, this settled one thing beyond any doubt.
He could enjoy completely irresponsible creampies to his heart's content without a single thought!
"Let's go one more time."
This time he'd finish inside.
"Uh, huh? Ah, okay."
Like the first time, Hye-yong sat on the resting bench and let Ah-yeong climb on top of him.
Before, he'd swapped to something more like missionary because he was worried he might lose control of his strength if her first time was in this position, but now it seemed fine.
'Right now, it feels like she'd accept whatever I do.'
Burying his face in the breasts inside that sports bra — something he'd wanted to do ever since the first time he laid eyes on her.
To make it happen, Hye-yong grabbed the bra Choi Ah-young was wearing and shoved his head inside.
"Wah, waah...."
Choi Ah-young let out a small noise of dismay but didn't say anything else.
If the price of this experience was surprising her a little, it was a bargain.
'Ah, it's warm, soft, and damp.'
The feeling of burying his nose between those sweaty mounds and rubbing his face.
Choi Ah-young's chest only looked ordinary compared to Na Hee-yeon's; it was by no means small.
The constricting pressure of the bra made the soft, plush texture hit even harder.
Inhaling the scent of her sweat-mixed skin, he felt his lower half stiffening again.
"Nngh, it's hard again. D-Doing that actually feels good to you...?"
A voice that said she couldn't quite understand.
Hye-yong answered with complete sincerity.
"I'm happy. I could die right here."
"O-Oh, I see."
He was definitely being perceived as a bit of a pervert.
Well, nothing to be done about that.
Because he was one.
"Puha."
He pulled out of the bra and looked at Choi Ah-young's face.
He subtly lifted her left leg and re-inserted himself while she stayed in the cowgirl position.
Squelch—.
"Nng-haah...!"
The sexual pleasure washed over him again.
The folds of her pussy — never getting tired of this — squeezed tight as if trying to push him right back out.
But the intruder never retreats.
Hye-yong lifted both of Choi Ah-young's arms and wrapped them around his neck.
Their faces were close enough to feel each other's breath.
That first time she'd done that had turned him on beyond belief, so he'd wanted to have sex just like this.
"Wanna try moving?"
"U-Uh, yeah...."
Choi Ah-young slowly lifted and lowered her hips, starting a piston motion.
Leisurely — but the pleasure surging through him was anything but small.
Squelch—.
'Ah, moving on my own is good, but this is fucking amazing too.'
Hye-yong soaked in the thrill and watched Ah-yeong's face.
"Heut. Hmm. Haah...."
He loved how innocent Choi Ah-young looked — unable to think about anything else, with no room to spare for anything but feeling the sensations the sex was feeding her.
"...Hut."
Ah-yeong noticed Hye-yong was staring intently at her while she was lost in it, and turned her head away.
"Ah-yeong. Don't avoid my eyes."
"No...."
"I absolutely love watching your face. Show me an even more embarrassed look."
Reluctantly, Choi Ah-young met his gaze.
Squelch—.
"Hnng...."
As he kept staring straight into her eyes, glossy with pleasure, her face turned the reddest he'd ever seen it.
"Do-Don't stare at me so much."
"Not used to being stared at like this? It's fine. Because I think you're really pretty."
"Yeah...?"
"I didn't just jerk off to the thought of you once — I did it over ten times."
A sudden confession.
With a prim expression, Choi Ah-young said exactly one thing.
"......Pervert."
This is no good.
If he kept talking, he was going to lose control and just hoist her up and hammer her on the spot.
Hye-yong decided to shut her mouth.
With his own mouth, of course!
"Mmph—!"
Flustered by the sudden lip-crash that started without warning, Choi Ah-young — following her prior experience — quickly opened her lips.
Hye-yong naturally pressed his mouth flush against hers and dove into a kiss filled with wet, lewd sounds.
Chup, chup, smack....
Even while their tongues tangled, Choi Ah-young didn't stop moving.
As she got used to it and the feeling built, her pace gradually climbed too.
With them this close, drinking in her pretty face and deep-kissing, his sexual arousal swelled fast.
Hye-yong suddenly had something he wanted to do. He pulled his mouth away and lifted Choi Ah-young's right arm.
"Pwah, w-what are you trying to do?"
Choi Ah-young sensed something strange and stopped moving, asking warily.
What Hye-yong wanted to do was...
Lick!
"Hyaak!"
Choi Ah-young let out a scream like she was genuinely creeped out.
And she had every reason to be, because what Hye-yong had just licked was her armpit.
Lick, lick!
Hye-yong buried his nose in her right armpit and eagerly sucked up the sweat.
The body odor there — slightly sharper than other places — made his excitement boil over.
'It's ridiculously smooth. Rubbing against it would probably feel amazing too.'
Having a bit of an armpit fetish himself, the moment he started lapping at Ah-yeong's armpit, his lower half swelled just a little bigger and harder.
"Nngh, d-don't. Hye-yong, why are you licking a place like that! I've been s-sweating a ton, it must smell!"
"It's okay. If it's your sweat, it's practically perfume."
"What, hik — the feeling of your tongue touching there is, weird...."
More than anything, Choi Ah-young's horrified reaction was turning him on like crazy.
"More importantly, Ah-yeong. Move... I'm at maximum excitement right now...."
"Pervert, pervert, pervert! I never knew you were this much of a pervert!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
Choi Ah-young started shaking her ass fast and hard, like she wanted to wrap this up as quickly as possible.
'Whoa, this feeling is fucking killer!'
Extremely aroused, Hye-yong opened his mouth wide to cover the whole armpit area and worked his tongue diligently.
"Nng-ah, it's hard, why is it — getting bigger while you're sucking on a place like that...! I can't understand it, nng-hk, ahh...!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
'I'm gonna cum with my nose buried in her armpit...!'
Unable to endure the pleasure any longer, he let everything go.
Splurt—!
"Hut!?"
Choi Ah-young, who had been moving vigorously, was just as startled when the semen flooded inside her, and she slammed her ass down as if collapsing onto it, swallowing his cock to the base.
It drove into the deepest possible place in one stroke, making the vaginal folds just before her cervix squeeze him in a death grip.
Splurt— spurt— spurrt....
It was a breathless, mind-numbing ejaculation.