The Graduation of Yeongseon's Virginity
Yeongseon gritted her teeth. At the humiliating phrase "graduation of your virginity," her pussy clenched tight, and that very movement caused her to climax lightly. But she still had the presence of mind to argue. Under normal circumstances, a penis that had been inside an anus should never be reinserted into a vagina. It was a hotbed of all sorts of germs. "Go wash up. And at least wear a condom..." But Kangmin just laughed and aimed his penis at the entrance of her pussy. It was a dream anyway, so her anal passage was clean. To think Yerim could act this well! Yeongseon, unaware it was a dream, trembled in fear. She had thought this junior was a kind kid, but he was practically a psychopath.
Yeongseon squeezed her eyes shut. She had no choice left but to appeal to his sympathy. "Please... this is my first time. Be a little gentle..."
"I don't want to. I want to give you an unforgettable first time today, Yeongseon-noona."
He shoved his hips forward violently. Their interlocked bodies breached Yeongseon's lower half with surprising ease. Her pussy, already loosened to the limit, accepted his massive member without any resistance. Her hymen offered a brief protest, but with one forceful thrust from Kangmin, it was destroyed with a pop. Yeongseon no longer had the luxury of screaming. She truly hadn't known that her first sexual experience would be like this. Such a brutal and intense first time. Though she was extremely aroused, her trampled heart was in shambles. Imagining a rape fantasy was truly different from actually being raped. She felt like crying, but she held it back. If she cried, this trashy junior would only get more excited. Now, she just wanted to pray for it to end quickly. But Kangmin seemed to have no such intention.
"Come to think of it, you bought this pink bed to make me more feminine, right? Your dad will be happy when he sees you today. You're being totally feminine today, noona."
Kangmin deliberately said vulgar things meant to wound her. In the end, unable to overcome the humiliation, Yeongseon burst into tears. Even so, she resented her own lower half, which responded to his filthy words by greedily swallowing Kangmin's penis. Kangmin, feeling her pussy tightening around him, was also extremely aroused. "Noona, should I cum inside your pussy?"
Yeongseon's face turned deathly pale. It was almost time for her period to start. "No! I'll really get pregnant! You crazy bastard, don't!" Yeongseon screamed, trying to bite Kangmin with the only part of her body that was free—her mouth. Kangmin backed away. "That's dangerous, noona!"
Kangmin's hands grabbed her body and flipped her over. The position changed to doggy style, with her flattened out like a frog. In this position, she couldn't bite him; she had to offer her lower half entirely for Kangmin's pleasure. If she could move her legs, she might have been able to resist, but the restraints on her tightly locked thighs made movement impossible. If anything, moving her hips even slightly only accelerated Kangmin's urge to ejaculate. "Yeongseon-noona, you must be feeling good, right? You're shaking your hips on your own. I'm about to cum now."
Yeongseon buried her head and squeezed out a voice. "Please, please, please. Please... cum outside. Or, it's fine if you cum on my ass. Please, not inside my pussy—"
Mid-sentence, she felt the semen wriggling and flowing into her vagina. Kangmin continued his hip thrusts even as he ejaculated, spreading it deep inside her as if marking her with his sperm. 'Ah, aah-. No-.' Despair and masochistic arousal swirled in her mind. Tears dripped down. Every time Kangmin shook his hips, sharp pleasure hammered at her womb and her head. Yeongseon felt a moan, like a scream, erupt from her. It was the fourth climax she had experienced today. Yeongseon's body collapsed as if it were breaking down. Kangmin unlocked the handcuffs, but Yeongseon didn't have the strength to stand, let alone beat Kangmin up. Despite a body tempered by countless workouts, the mental shock was immense. Her body, having experienced four climaxes, trembled in spasms. The semen filling her vagina and anus forced her to face reality. What should she do? She turned to her side, covered her face, and wept bitterly. She felt disgusted even seeing Kangmin in her field of vision.
"You bad bastard... You should have just said honestly that you wanted to do it with me, then I would have done it for you... Why do you have to have sex like this... And what are you going to do if I get pregnant, you trashy bastard..."
Kangmin was flustered and panicked seeing Yeongseon-noona sobbing. 'Uh, huh? Why does Charles keep acting? I've already finished, so she can stop now.' "Hey, you can stop acting. I'm done."
Acting? Fury ignited in Yeongseon's brain. She was crying because she had been raped and might get pregnant, and he called it acting? Kangmin was a piece of social trash and absolute evil. She felt so stupid for having thought even slightly well of him. Despair turned into rage. Right now, she had to beat this trashy bastard to death. Yeongseon inhaled with the breath of extreme martial arts. *Ssssss-* Air flowed between her gritted teeth. Filling her lungs halfway, she held her breath and inflated every muscle in her body like a tiger. Then, rising up, she unleashed a strike with all her might toward Kangmin's cheekbone. If this punch had landed in reality, Kangmin would have been hospitalized for 12 weeks with an orbital fracture. But in the dream, her fist moved sluggishly. Yeongseon threw a full-swing hook, but it slowed down drastically just before touching Kangmin's cheekbone. It felt like punching underwater. Then, it just tapped his cheek. 'What? Why isn't my body moving the way I want?' Yeongseon was flustered, but her body fluidly followed up with an uppercut. A left-handed uppercut. But that, too, only barely grazed him. Yeongseon, panicked, pulled her body back to the head of the bed. She wanted to turn him into pulp right now—
Just then, Édith Piaf's song "Non, je ne regrette rien" played slowly. It was Kangmin's morning alarm. Yeongseon's bed shook violently. The canopy bed swayed left and right. The building, the world, shook as if there were an earthquake. Everything was collapsing. As if a giant tower were being eroded by the sands of time, fading away like tears in the falling rain—
And both Yeongseon and Kangmin jumped up from their beds as if startled. Yerim lay next to Kangmin's bed, smiling vacantly as she greeted him. "Hmm- human music is quite good. But what are they saying?"
Uh, uh? This? In a groggy state, he fumbled for an explanation. "Ah, this. This. Where was it. It's a French song. 'I regret nothing—the good things, the bad things. To me, they're all the same'—was it? It's a song from a movie I like."
"I see. So, how was the dream today?"
It was the best! Truly! Even now, the area below his testicles felt like it was trembling. To have a cool, easygoing noona get ravaged front and back and sob her heart out! Yerim's acting today was truly realistic. "I really thought I was having sex with Yeongseon-noona. I was so aroused I came twice in a row? Actually, I wanted to do more, but I held back. You said you weren't confident in your acting, so how are you this good?"
"Ahaha. I read your brain a bit more thoroughly. But this time, it went well by chance."
Charles made an excuse, but curiosity arose. Usually, Kangmin-oppa would do it once, then again after about 4 hours, so coming twice in a row. What on earth did this person called Yeongseon-noona do to make that happen? 'I should take a look again once oppa goes out later.'
"Oppa, do you have any plans today?"
He had no plans other than his part-time job. Come to think of it, he was on the same shift as Yeongseon-noona today, so how was she going to quit? Seeing her get angry at the boss yesterday, she really seemed set on quitting. Tsk, that's a shame. If he stayed stuck to Yeongseon-noona, Yerim would be able to show him an even more realistic Yeongseon-noona in his dreams based on his memories. Like an AlphaGo collecting big data, developing further to show a Yeongseon-noona closer to the real thing... Of course, he might feel like avoiding her a bit if he saw her today... Ah, it really was arousing, though. Getting ravaged front and back, sobbing, and even throwing a punch at his face—it was truly the perfect attitude Yeongseon-noona would take. This time, Charles was a 100.
Thinking back on yesterday's dream, combined with his morning wood, his penis rose with the rigidity of an obelisk. His penis lifted the summer blanket. It was summer. Yerim saw that and gulped. I laughed awkwardly and tapped the top of the blanket. "Yerim-ah. Thinking about yesterday's dream made it like this, can you help me out?"
Just calling the name Yerim made him incredibly aroused. He had the illusion that Yerim from the coffee shop had become his girlfriend. In reality, she was a succubus, but whenever he called her name, she felt like the real Yerim. Yerim smiled brightly, pulled back the blanket, and crawled between his crotch. Come to think of it, he... wanted to receive... *rimming* too. In yesterday's dream, he had wanted to make Yeongseon-noona do even that, but judging by her acting attitude, he felt like he would have had his mouth torn off if he had forced her. Just thinking that the sensations would be transmitted the same way sent shivers down his spine. A picture of a lion biting off a buffalo's testicles being replayed through him? He absolutely hated that.
"Oppa. Get on your knees and lower your waist."
Oh. As expected of Yerim. She knew right away he wanted to receive rimming and was doing it for him. But suddenly, he became anxious. Was this an action Yerim had taken, or was it something Charles was doing because she wanted to? "Charles, is this you, Charles? Or is this what Yerim was doing?"
Yerim answered naturally. "Ah, I learned it from the ex-boyfriend I lived with. I was trained that I had to wake him up with rimming when he woke up in the morning. But Yerim the cafe part-timer used to wipe it once with a wet wipe before starting, right?"
Damnnnnit! I buried my face in the bed and let out a silent scream. Yerim didn't care about me and continued, kissing the tailbone right above my anus with *mwah mwah* sounds. "When you wake up in the morning, sweat has been flowing all night, so it smells really strong here." But today's Yerim didn't use a wet wipe. She applied saliva to my anus as if giving a deep kiss to my lips and sucked on it *slurp slurp*. She brushed the back of my scrotum and licked the area around my anus diligently. Her attitude was as if she were licking a sweet candy. "Oppa... the smell is really thick. It's a taste that makes my tongue tingle..." Saying that, she put strength into her tongue and poked the inside of my ass with it. A scream leaked out automatically from the pleasure. After rimming for a while until the area around my ass was sticky with saliva, Yerim stopped, rubbed her chin, and made a face like she was going to cry. "Oppa... if I do this for too long, my jaw hurts. Because I have to keep my tongue out. I want to suck your penis now. Can't I?"
But I shook my head and gave a strong command to do more. Honestly speaking, this felt much better than fellatio. Yerim lowered her eyes and answered in a small voice. "Yes... I'll do as oppa says." And she resumed the rimming. Even so, her hand gripped my penis and stroked it slowly. Good. When the urge to ejaculate rises, I'll make her stop the rimming and cum in her mouth.
While Kangmin was having a good time, Yeongseon was sitting on her bed, hitting her own forehead. Usually, a dream is just a dream; even if it was incredibly scary inside the dream, once you wake up, only embarrassment remains as to why you were so scared. "Augh, augh, this crazy bitch, even if I have to dream, why the hell do I have to dream something like that! Aaaaaaack! How am I supposed to look at Kangmin's face!!! Augh, augh, aughhhhhhh!!"