The Loss of Innocence
The kiss that stole Yerim’s virginity—and then another, and another. Under the relentless downpour of kisses, she transformed into a creature driven purely by stimulation. Her eyes grew hazy and unfocused, and only a low, purring moan escaped her throat. No matter how much saliva I swallowed while deep-kissing her, it kept welling up like a spring. As I swept my tongue beneath hers, along the back of her throat, and against the insides of her cheeks to clear away the moisture, her body shuddered violently.
“Hnnngh-aaaah—”
While I was busy kissing her lips, Charles was busy sucking on her neck, nipples, armpits, navel, the creases of her thighs, and even past her knees down to her toes. Whenever her sensitive spots were kissed, Yerim would contort her face, her split tongue fluttering wildly. When I wedged my own tongue into that space, it felt as if my tongue were being cleaned by hers. I reveled in the way her fingers, locked in mine, tightened and squeezed, and we continued to entwine our tongues.
“Yerim, it feels good to be kissed like this, doesn’t it?”
I didn’t stop the teasing, rolling her nipples gently between my fingers, which made her entire body tense up. Perhaps she had reached a climax, as her pale purple lace panties were soaked through to a deep violet.
“This time, you kiss my body—♥”
Charles took over Yerim’s lips. She deliberately didn’t pull off the panties; she was saving all the pleasure for me. Feeling a surge of satisfaction, I dragged Yerim’s lace panties down. She reached out to stop me, but Charles locked her fingers with hers, blocking her. With both hands pinned, she couldn’t resist Charles’s kiss and just twitched pitifully. Charles laughed right above her, her voice thick with excitement.
“Sister. I’ve felt it before, but your tongue is truly lewd and feels so good—♥”
While Charles enjoyed the sticky, lingering kiss, I swallowed hard, staring at the sight of her inner thighs. A smooth, hairless pussy, waxed only a day ago.
“Wow, I’m touched. Did you get waxed just because you wanted to sleep with me today?”
At my teasing, Yerim twisted her legs together. She tried to hide her pussy, but it was no use. She gave up and pleaded with me.
“Haaah—don’t do that, please don’t look at it—”
“Understood, I won’t look.”
Instead of looking, I pressed a wet kiss to her mound. Our foreplay must have been incredibly satisfying, as her honeyed nectar had drenched her clitoris, which now glistened and stood erect. When my lips touched that sensitive nub, she let out a high-pitched shriek of shame and pleasure.
“Ah-hnnng—haaat—no, no—don’t kiss there—it’s embarrassing—”
But Charles, wearing a devilish smile, silenced her with a kiss. After her mouth and the mucous membranes of her pussy had been thoroughly ravaged by our tongues, Yerim’s thighs trembled uncontrollably. Charles pulled her lips away and began to tease Yerim’s nipples.
“Sister, you shouldn’t scream. Remember how the neighbors complained about hearing lewd sounds through the walls last time? If you’re too loud this time, the man next door is going to look at you with strange eyes—”
Yerim squeezed her eyes shut. She began to moan, stifling the sound. It was so lewd that my cock throbbed with a painful erection. It felt as if 500ml of blood had rushed straight to my groin. Unable to hold back any longer, I gently rubbed my cock against her tightly clenched pussy.
“Yerim. I’m going in.”
“Hnnngh—!”
Yerim glanced down at her lower body and made eye contact with my cock, which stood as rigid as a snake. Seeing the object itself seemed to terrify her, and she twisted her waist, trying to escape.
“Sister, don’t look.”
Charles pressed Yerim down, shielding her view with her own breasts. It was a gentle gesture, like covering a child’s eyes before an injection. Charles stopped kissing for just a moment and asked, “Sister. Are you okay? You’re not scared because I’m here, right?”
Yerim squeezed her eyes shut. She must have thought that if she didn’t do it now, she’d never get another chance. She nodded, just a tiny bit.
‘Oh, right. The condom.’
I almost had sex without one. I quickly put on a condom and entered again. Honestly, I wanted to do it without one (the sensation of the condom I’d used with Charles for the first time wasn’t great), but I wasn’t about to make Yerim take the morning-after pill.
“I’ve got a condom on, so don’t worry, Yerim.”
I said that and slowly pushed my hips forward. The head of my cock hadn’t even entered by a centimeter, yet the pale purple veil covering her lower abdomen swayed back and forth. Her insides were soaked with arousal, but it seemed difficult for a virgin’s passage to accept the 5.5cm thickness of my glans. A stifled scream escaped the mouth that was still kissing Charles.
“Hnnng—hnnngh—”
Stopping halfway would only make it hurt more. I pushed my hips in further and stopped once I was about a third of the way in. This must be the hymen.
“Yerim, this might hurt a little...”
I pushed my hips in a bit more. A tearing sensation traveled vividly through the condom to the head of my cock. Following Charles, I had now broken Yerim’s virginity as well.
Charles checked the situation and pulled back, stopping her kiss. Yerim had small tears clinging to the corners of her eyes, looking exhausted. I took off her glasses and draped my body over hers. I slowly pushed the head of my cock in further and asked, “Yerim, does it hurt?”
“No... keep going, keep going—”
The fingernails scratching my back, the heels kicking against my thighs, the trembling lower abdomen—everything signaled pain. But I didn’t stop. The pain Yerim felt was sweet. A virgin was shedding tears beneath me, accepting my cock. I pushed in a little, just a little more. Yerim’s body shook more violently, but eventually, she accepted my cock to the very end. The base of my cock kissed the entrance of her pussy. I thrust into her as if to crush her body, then held still. Yerim kissed me incessantly, trying to forget the pain coming from her pussy. Her two-pronged tongue writhed like a snake. Honestly, I wanted to move my hips like a beast and ejaculate right then and there. But Yerim’s trembling body barely kept my leash of reason intact.
“Yerim, does this—feel good?”
Just a little. I rocked my hips from side to side. But Yerim seemed to find even that painful; she stopped kissing and screamed.
“Hic, ah—it hurts—just a little, just a little slower—”
Even a snail’s mating would be faster than this. Seeing that, Charles lay down next to Yerim with a pitying expression. “What should we do, sister? I didn’t know it would hurt this much—”
She brushed her tongue against Yerim’s piercing-filled ear. The earlobe, the helix, the inner cartilage. She licked the metal-filled ear, tormenting the sensitive spots pierced through it.
“Ugh, ah-hnnng—♥”
Oh. There was a reaction there. While having my cock inserted into her, she twitched her pussy. It seemed Yerim’s weakness was her ears. To have so many piercings in a place like that—it was a twisted hobby. I began to bite the ear on the side Charles wasn’t touching. Especially when I poked the inside of her ear, the ear canal, with the tip of my tongue, she let out a sweet, pained cry.
“Hick—heeeeek♥, hic, it feels—strange♥♥—”
Her two-pronged tongue poked out of her mouth, moving violently with pleasure. Her vaginal muscles also twitched and contracted. I couldn’t thrust with my cock, but this was quite good in its own way. It felt as if she were gripping my cock tightly with her hands from inside her pussy.
“Yerim, does it feel good?”
“Yes, yes—biting my ears, putting your tongue in—I like it—uuuugh—what do I do, hnnngh—♥”
With both ear canals being ravaged by our tongues, she shuddered in her pussy. It seemed Yerim had pierced her ears because that was her erogenous zone. She must have gotten excited without realizing it when the clerk at the earring shop touched her earlobes to disinfect them. Well then, shall I torment her to my heart’s content today?
Charles and I tormented her in every way possible—biting her ears, licking them, inserting our tongues, gnawing on them, pulling with our teeth, and blowing air into them. All the while, I moved just a tiny bit, vibrating my hips at a micro-level.
“Auuuugh♥♥♥♥♥♥—!”
Yerim’s body jolted. She curled and uncurled her legs, climaxing. She must have climaxed so violently that I could hear the sound of her tongue piercing scraping against her lower teeth. Her lower body melted into a puddle. Perhaps because the tension had left her body, her tight grip softened. At this point, I could probably start thrusting. And honestly, kissing her felt incredibly good. If I was going to cum, I wanted to do it while sharing a deep, passionate kiss. I moved my hips violently. It was loud enough to hear the wet slapping sounds.
“Hic, Kangmin, Kangmin, already? It feels, it feels strange—♥”
“Yerim, swallow.”
Ignoring her moans, I gathered a mouthful of saliva and let it flow into Yerim’s mouth. She accepted it, squeezing her eyes shut as if afraid. I wanted to kiss her more. I thrust my tongue into Yerim’s mouth and let the saliva flow. She didn’t resist, wrapping her snake-like tongue around mine. The scratchiness of her piercings against my mouth was enough to drive me insane.
Slap—slap—slap—
My hips moved even more violently. Yerim let out frail moans as if in pain, but my mind had long since melted away from the deep kissing. Right now, I wanted to cum inside her pussy! Whether it hurt her or not—a tingling sensation rose from the tip of my cock. If I pushed in a little more and shook, I could cum. Yerim felt my hip movements becoming more intense and moved her tongue faster. Even while letting out moans that sounded like she was about to cry, she sucked on my tongue and scraped the entire surface with her piercings.
“Yerim, I’m cumming, I’m cumming—!”
Unable to withstand the stimulation of the piercings, I thrust as deep as I could and vomited my seed. My head was a mess of excitement. I panted as violently as if I’d just finished a 5km run. I held Yerim close before slowly pulling my hips back. The tip of the condom sagged under the weight of the semen filling it. I pulled the condom off with my hand, tied it, and tossed it next to the mattress. Blood and arousal stained the area around Yerim’s pussy. Charles pulled out a tissue and placed it in my hand. I used it to wipe Yerim’s mound. But suddenly, Yerim covered her eyes with her arms and began to cry.
“Hic, hiccup—huuaaah—what do I do, I really. Premarital sex. I’ve done it—”
I was flustered. I hadn’t intended to let her go until we’d used all three condoms I’d bought. I didn’t expect her to cry like this... Charles kissed Yerim to soothe her.
“Sister, did it hurt?”
When Charles asked, she sobbed and shook her head. It didn’t seem to have hurt that much. If it wasn’t because of the pain, it must have been the feeling of having broken a taboo. Hearing her answer, Charles laughed. She then brought up Yerim’s parents.
“Sister, you hate your parents, right? It was your parents who told you premarital sex was bad, wasn’t it?”
“Th-that’s right...?”
“If your mom saw you today, she’d probably faint, right? Imagine it. You’re taking revenge on your mom right now. Doesn’t that feel refreshing?”
“Th-that’s true...”
Yerim lowered the arms that had been covering her eyes and nodded. Charles added to that, “And, the more you do it, the bigger the shock to your mom will be, right?”
“Is, is that so—?”
She skillfully stoked the desire for revenge against her parents, making Yerim forget her disgust toward men. Then, she suggested the next move.
“Sister. Then this time, why don’t you try getting on top—?”
Charles said that, wearing a seductive smile that could make one lose their soul. Truly, the whisper of a devil...