The Sudden Acceleration (1)
I had always dreamed of a romance like something out of a movie—a sweet, slow-burn affair where we’d gradually get to know each other, creating a tingling, electric atmosphere. We’d go on dates, make memories, and suffer from lovesickness, constantly picturing each other’s faces until we finally couldn't hold back and confessed our feelings. That was the romance I wanted.
But look at my current situation. Today was the first time I’d ever met Su-a in private. It hadn't even been twelve hours since we started getting to know each other, and our only "memory" was working out together at the gym—though that memory was dominated by the image of her plump, round ass. Yet, there was no awkwardness, as if we’d been together for a long time. While I’d only known the girl Lee Su-a for less than a day, I’d known the idol Lee Su-a for over four years. I’d gone to every shoot, fan meeting, and fansign I could get into. Even though I was just one face in a crowd of fans, a sense of internal intimacy had built up over time. Maybe that’s why I was able to get close to her so quickly.
...I *am* close to her, right? Looking at what’s unfolding before my eyes, it seems we’ve gotten a little *too* close.
I reached out and grabbed Su-a’s breasts. "Hnnng…!" Su-a hunched her shoulders. She was so docile. Given that she wasn't resisting, it seemed she really was okay with me doing whatever I wanted. My favorite idol, completely at my mercy? I felt like I was getting drunk on the sheer immorality of it. I could ravage an idol with millions of fans until I was satisfied. I could shove my cock into the mouth that sang songs topping the music charts, or grab the waist that used to sway with such beautiful dance lines like a handle and slam my cock into her pussy, over and over.
Oh, man... Just imagining it sent a dizzying wave of pleasure through me. I grabbed her nipples and twisted them. "Ugh…!!" As I twisted, Su-a’s waist writhed to the side. A great reaction. It made me want to torment her even more. The mindset of "protect our idol" had long since been devoured by my primal instincts. Above all, Su-a herself had told me to take her. There was no reason to hesitate.
"Ah, wait…!" I twisted her nipples back and forth, just like turning on a gas stove. Her soft nipples hardened as if they were erect. Her areolas swelled up, plump and round. How far would she let me go? To test the limits, I pinched her areolas with my thumb and forefinger and lifted her breasts. The tips of her breasts sharpened into cones as her heavy chest was pulled upward. The force pulling up and the force dragging down—caught between the opposing tension, Su-a pushed her toes against the blanket and groaned in agony. I shook her while still holding her areolas. Her breasts bounced and swayed dynamically. Even doing this, Su-a offered no resistance. "Hnnng…."
What now? I couldn't just play with her nipples forever. I wanted to ravage her pussy with my cock right this second. But there’s an order to sexual intercourse. In adult comics, they just dive right in, but in reality, doing that would only lead to friction and injury for both of us. So, foreplay was necessary.
"Get on your hands and knees and stick your ass out."
"…Huh?"
"I said get on your hands and knees and stick your ass out." I slapped her breast hard.
"Hah…! O-okay…!"
I was surprised at myself. I didn't know I was capable of this. I’d had violent fantasies before, but I never thought I’d actually put them into practice. As I slapped her breast with my palm, the feeling of pleasure came before any thought of apology. No, there was no apology at all. Only pleasure, watching her scream in reaction. Su-a obediently crawled onto the bed, belly-down. Then, with a face struggling to hide her shame, she hesitantly raised her hips high into the air.
Idols really are different. Lowering her upper body as much as possible while flexibly lifting her lower half—that would be impossible without serious flexibility.
"Su-a, introduce yourself in that position."
"What…?"
I took out my phone and turned on the camera. A filthy self-introduction cam of a popular idol. For personal collection. And, of course, to have some insurance in case of an emergency. I might feel like trash for doing this, but there’s no harm in being thorough with self-protection.
"In… in this position?"
"Spread your ass wide."
"Oppa… is this the kind of person you are…?"
"I didn't know either. I didn't know I was this kind of person." Truly.
"Recording this is a bit…."
"Didn't you tell me to take you?"
"B-but still…."
"If you want to be taken, do as I say."
Thump-thump, thump-thump! My heart was beating like it was going to explode. Every word that slipped out of my mouth made my heart ache. Doing things I’d never done before was putting a strain on my body.
"Heeuuu…♡"
Su-a let out a strange breath, and obediently grabbed both cheeks of her ass and spread them wide. The fact that she was following my orders so easily after saying she couldn't do it showed just how sincerely she wanted to be taken by me.
*Click* — Video recording started.
"Start."
Su-a’s plump ass filled the camera screen. With her two shameful holes spread wide, Su-a began her self-introduction. "H-hello… I-I’m LaStella’s Su-a." Her voice trembled with shame. Her breathing was ragged, as if she were already aroused.
"Su-a, if you’re an idol, you should act like one, right?"
"Ugh…."
"Spread your pussy hole and your ass hole even wider."
"Huh…?"
Su-a seemed flustered by my choice of words. Her ass hole, looking like a pink chrysanthemum, twitched and tightened, betraying her embarrassment. "Hah… hah… s-s-s… hhh…." After taking a few deep breaths, Su-a hung her head low and spread her ass even wider. Her pussy, which had been neatly closed, opened slightly to reveal pink flesh, and her ass hole was fully exposed.
"One, two… Hello! I’m LaStella’s Su-a!" Su-a lifted her hips and introduced herself with the same pretty voice she used on stage.
"Kyuuuu…!" After finishing her introduction, she curled her body up, trembling with shame. A video that could be fatal to her career as an idol—no, as a woman—now existed. And it was on my phone.
"I didn't tell you to lower your ass, did I?"
Su-a hesitantly lifted her hips again. Now it was time for foreplay. I grabbed her ass and spread it wide. "Su-a, you have a pretty face, a pretty heart, and a pretty asshole, too."
"Y-yes? W-w-what hole did you say?"
"Asshole."
"Eeeek…!" When I tapped her anus with my finger, Su-a was startled and covered her ass with both hands. "D-d-don't touch there!"
"Why?"
"It’s… it’s dirty."
"Didn't they say idols don't go to the bathroom?"
"We go just like everyone else!" Su-a’s face was as red as a ripe tomato. Her eyes were spinning. It was a cute reaction. Seeing her like this made me want to tease her even more. But I didn't have the luxury to tease her anymore. My blood-engorged cock was starting to ache. I wanted to release it soon.
"Cute." I pushed aside the hands Su-a was using to desperately cover her ass and brought my mouth to her pussy.
"Huh?"
The wetness touched my lips. I’d intended to suck on her pussy to tease her, but there was no need. Su-a’s pussy was already dripping with arousal, soaked through. The sour scent of sweat and the damp, heavy musk of a female in heat filled the air.
"As expected…."
"What do you mean, 'as expected'?"
"Su-a, you’re a pervert, aren't you?"
"What? What are you talking about! I’m not a pervert! Kyaa!"
"It’s not very convincing to say that while you’ve got your pussy soaked like this." When I traced the slit of her pussy with my finger, Su-a let out a cute scream and wiggled her hips. She must have gotten wet while filming that self-introduction earlier. To think she’d get turned on while doing something so lewd. Just as I expected, Su-a was definitely a pervert.
"…It’s sweat! It’s sweat!" Su-a shrieked. I couldn't help but laugh at her pathetic attempt to deny it. If I didn't need to lubricate her pussy, I’d just have to lubricate my cock. I took off my pants. Then, I approached Su-a, who had her face buried in the pillow.
"Su-a, look up."
Clutching the pillow, Su-a cautiously lifted her head. "Oh…?" Her already large eyes widened like a startled rabbit. Su-a’s gaze, her mouth hanging open in a daze, was fixed on my cock. I grabbed my cock like a club and tapped it against the bridge of her nose. Every time I hit her nose, Su-a blinked.
"Here, Su-a’s personal microphone." Su-a hiccuped.
"Open your mouth."
"A-ahhh————." Su-a slowly opened her mouth. Thick saliva dripped down the corners of her lips.
"Open it wider." Su-a opened her mouth so wide her jaw must have hurt. I could see her uvula and the back of her throat. I placed my cock on her tongue.
"Hnnng…!" I rubbed the glans against her lukewarm tongue. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed my cock into the back of her throat.
"Gah…! K-kek…!" When the glans touched her uvula, Su-a gagged. This was her first time, after all. If it were the usual me, I would have been considerate and treated her gently, but in this awakened state, I didn't care about any of that. I grabbed Su-a’s hair and shoved my cock straight in.
"Puh-hnnng! Gk!!"
An ugly sound erupted from the mouth of an idol who was supposed to only make beautiful noises.
