Episode 29: We did it until the last train stopped running.
Episode 29: We did it until the last train stopped running.
Yoo Ara unfastened her bra hook, and her red underwear slid down seureureuk, revealing her naked body.
Her clean skin, without a single blemish, stood out particularly.
"P-please don't stare at me so intently."
But I didn't avert my eyes from looking at her.
Yoo Ara grew more embarrassed at my blatant stare.
"U-um, ssaem, could you turn off the lights? I'm m-more embarrassed than I thought."
"Didn't you say you'd take it off?"
"That's true, but..."
She must be embarrassed about being undressed.
"If I can't see an inch ahead, it'll be hard to do the massage."
"T-there's a mood lamp over there, so I think we can turn that on."
Yoo Ara pointed to a small lamp standing by the bed.
"Got it."
I turned off the lights for the hesitating Yoo Ara.
I could show that much consideration.
When the yellow mood lamp turned on, a yellow moon appeared on Yoo Ara's sweat-drenched chest.
"Lie down on the bed."
"O-okay."
Yoo Ara, who had been taking deep breaths, lay down on the bed.
Her firm breasts spread to the sides under the influence of gravity.
Even so, they were large breasts with visible curves.
I quietly admired her body visible through the mood lamp and raised my hand.
"It's going to hurt a little."
"I know. I felt enough from earlier."
"Then let's begin."
"Yes."
I lightly kneaded Yoo Ara's lower abdomen with my fingers.
"Ow..."
Yoo Ara flinched and winced in pain.
Her breasts rippled for a moment.
Yoo Ara bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut.
My fingers slowly moved up from her lower abdomen.
Lower abdomen, waist, and then breasts.
I grabbed her soft breasts with both hands.
"Aaah!!"
She, who had been flinching and trembling, looked at me with an anxious expression.
Was it because of the yellow mood lamp?
Her face looked especially red.
Yoo Ara, meeting my eyes, turned her head away.
"Looking at me like that is embarr—haang!!"
Every time I kneaded with my hands, she twisted her body and grimaced.
Even Yoo Ara would find it painful.
As I said at the start, forcibly opening a Mana Gate is a painful process.
Beads of sweat formed on her face and body.
"Ss-saem, wait..."
Just as my hand, while kneading her breasts, moved toward her collarbone, I heard Yoo Ara's urgent voice.
"Hold on a little longer. It'll be painful, but once we start, we have to see it through to the end."
"N-no, that's not it..."
Yoo Ara shook her head and struggled, but I had no intention of stopping here.
Since we'd started, no matter how much it hurt, I had to finish.
Just as I had done on her back, my hands kneaded her collarbone and gently massaged her arms and fingers.
"Heeueut!! Aaah..."
Yoo Ara's body, touched by my hands, trembled bureureu.
Each time, her voluptuous breasts visibly quivered.
"Just hold on a little more."
As Yoo Ara's breath grew harsher, the air in the room became hotter.
The mana circulating through her entire body heated the air, and with it, Yoo Ara's scent gradually filled the room.
The intoxicating aroma and her scent made my head spin.
But I didn't stop.
My fingers, passing again through her arms, collarbone, and breasts, moved further down.
Jumeuljumeul—each time my fingers descended, Yoo Ara's hips lifted higher off the bed, and her body began to tremble.
"Ss-saem, n-no more. P-please stop..."
"Just hold on a little more. The pain will be over soon."
"N-no, that's not it..."
And the moment my fingers touched below her pelvis, her perineum,
"Heeeeuung!!!!"
Her hips arched up, and she sprayed ejaculate from her pussy.
Her clear fluid soaked my fingers, arms, and clothes.
"Haaeung! Haiiit!!!"
As if putting strength into her whole body, her hips floated up.
Yoo Ara, who had been bucking up and down, grit her teeth and gripped the bedsheet tightly.
Deep wrinkles formed on the bed, and it became wet with the fluid she had released.
"Haa, haa, haa."
After one intense trembling subsided, Yoo Ara lay sprawled on the bed, panting for breath.
I hadn't even touched her lower region.
All I had done was lightly touch around her perineum.
'She came from just that?'
Only then did I realize that her sexual inclination had 'masochist' attached to it.
"I-I came, ssaem..."
Yoo Ara, who had come so hard that even her facial muscles were slack and she couldn't speak properly, said.
"It's okay. Then take a short break and I'll do the rest..."
Just as I was about to take a break, Yoo Ara grabbed my arm.
"No. Ssaem. Keep going. I can bear it."
Her face, holding me with trembling hands, was filled with determination.
"Alright. If you insist that much."
"P-please."
I fondled the area around her perineum again, where I had stopped earlier.
It was moist.
Her lower region, mixed with sweat, love juice, and ejaculate, was wet and slippery.
"Heeueung..."
"It'll be over soon."
Yoo Ara kept twitching every time my fingers touched her.
Because she clenched her teeth, grabbed the bedsheet, and tilted her head back, I couldn't clearly see what expression she was making.
"Haaeeuht!!"
I could only infer from her quivering breaths that she was feeling a lot.
Each time I touched her soft pussy flesh, love juice stuck to my hand, forming strings.
Enough love juice flowed that it could have formed a thread ball.
"Heung, haaeung."
Yoo Ara didn't seem to be embarrassed at all.
Surrendering to the continuous pleasure, she panted in rhythm with my finger movements.
Soft skin, wet pussy juice, lewdly flowing ejaculate, and her extended tongue.
Her fingers gripping the bedsheet trembled, and strength gathered at the tips of her fully stretched toes.
Like a doll that had lost its free will, her body trembled in sync with my fingers.
The moment my fingers passed her pussy and moved further down to massage her toes,
"Oooook!!!"
She climaxed once again.
Love juice and ejaculate soaked the bed.
And so the massage ended.
"Were you satisfied?"
"Haa, haa, haa."
Yoo Ara, who had been staring at the ceiling with hazy eyes, looked at me.
Her unfocused eyes, lips smiling goofily, and sweat-drenched hair stuck to her face were a mess.
Her skin, reflecting the mood lamp, glistened with sweat.
Wasn't it said that a woman who has experienced orgasm is beautiful?
She panted roughly, emitting pheromones.
"Ssaem..."
"What?"
"Are you really going to end it like this?"
Yoo Ara's eyes, smiling softly, turned downward.
She wasn't looking at my face, but at my lower region.
"Looks like ssaem can't hold back either..."
"..."
"It seems unfair that only I get to feel good."
She met my eyes and smiled.
As she said, my body was already at its limit.
The thick, sweet pheromones of a 21-year-old young girl had been stimulating my body for a while.
The dormant male instinct had awakened.
No, from the moment I kneaded her breasts, my body, exposed to pheromones, was already emitting a masculine scent.
I too was drenched in sweat like her, and my breath had grown rough.
My erect cock had been aching for a while.
Precum had soaked through my underwear and even my pants.
Just as she had soaked the bed with her love juice.
Like crazy.
I wanted to fuck her.
I was barely holding back my instinct.
"Ssaem... Look. I'm this wet."
Yoo Ara spread her legs and fingered her pussy.
At that sight, my heart pounded.
This bitch.
I was holding back my instinct to give her a massage.
And she spreads her legs like a slut like this.
"Where did you learn that?"
"I didn't learn it? Just so you know, ssaem..."
Yoo Ara's index and middle fingers parted her pussy lips.
Her light pink pussy opened, stretching love juice.
"I'm an inexperienced virgin."
How could I hold back after hearing that?
My body, drenched in drunkenness and pheromones, no longer restrained itself.
"You brought this on yourself."
"Teach me, please."
I took off my clothes.
The shirt, sticking to my body, was soaked with sweat and didn't come off easily.
I struggled out of my clothes and pulled down my pants.
As I lowered my underwear, thoroughly soaked with precum, I felt Yoo Ara's gaze fix on my lower region.
"Whoa, it's huge..."
Yoo Ara's voice whispered softly.
Yeah.
I'm a bit big.
I'm confident in the size of my tool.
"Don't worry. I'll be gentle."
"Hehe, ssaem..."
"What?"
"Teach me from the beginning. Everything..."
She spread her arms.
The moment I saw her face with her mouth slightly open, I couldn't hold back.
Aren't there moments a man just can't endure?
This was exactly that moment.
A 21-year-old young student revealing she's a virgin and wanting me.
No man could hold back in front of such a woman.
I embraced Yoo Ara and inserted my hard cock into her.
Her wet inside was slippery yet tight.
At the same time, it warmly wrapped my cock, just like her large breasts.
"Heut!"
It slid in, filling her, but moving was impossible.
"It hurts..."
Because drops of red blood flowed from Yoo Ara's pussy.
Virgin blood fell onto the bed.
I held Yoo Ara like that in my arms.
"Let's stay like this for a moment. Until you feel comfortable."
"Thank you, ssaem..."
Holding Yoo Ara in my arms, I felt her heartbeat.
Her scent was sweet, and the feel of her breasts in my hands was soft.
Her natural breasts sank deeply into my fingers.
Moved by the sensational touch, I let out an involuntary exclamation.
"Ah."
At that moment, our eyes met, and as if by promise, our lips met.
It was warm and soft.
When her tightly squeezing pussy gradually adjusted to the shape of my cock,
"I think you can move now."
"Got it."
Holding Yoo Ara's thin waist, I moved my hips.
Every time my cock went in and out,
"Heut! Haaeung!"
Yoo Ara's moans flowed out.
The sweet moans filled the room.
A pair of man and woman, illuminated by the yellow mood lamp, intertwined their bodies, indulging in pleasure.
It felt good.
The sensation from my rigidly erect cock was soft.
Just as she was a first-time, it had been a while for me too.
"Haa, haang! S-so thick. Ssaem... Squeeze my breasts tight. Hard... Like before!"
As she wished, I tightly gripped her watermelon-sized breasts with both hands.
So hard I wondered if her breasts' shape would change.
The voluptuous, elastic breasts in my hands tickled my palms.
"Heeueung!"
Her body trembled bureureu.
As if satisfied, her body shook and a satisfied moan flowed out.
I changed positions slightly, switching to doggy style.
I slapped the butt of Yoo Ara, who was panting with her buttocks sticking out.
"Kyaat!"
With a scream, Yoo Ara's butt turned red.
Despite that, as if she liked it, she panted and shook her hips.
"Good. Good!! Ssaem, do that more!"
Yoo Ara asking to be spanked more.
Had she fully awakened to her masochistic tendency?
She wanted it even stronger.
"More! Heeeung!!!"
Was it because it had been so long?
"Keut..."
The urge to ejaculate was already rising.
"Cum for me! Ssaem, cum. I'm about to go too... euhheut!!"
At that moment, Yoo Ara's body trembled.
As she felt orgasm, her whole body tensed, and Yoo Ara's pussy clamped tightly around my cock.
It was a relentless grip from her pussy, trying to make me cum.
I felt semen rising up the shaft of my cock.
I realized belatedly that I hadn't put on a condom, and I pulled my cock out.
Byureut!
As I pulled out, I sprayed white semen onto her buttocks and waist.
White semen covered Yoo Ara's sweat-drenched waist.
"Haa, haa."
"Hoo, hoo."
"Ah, you could have cum inside..."
Yoo Ara, turning her head while still presenting her butt to me, looked at me with a desperate face.
She was looking at me with unfocused eyes.
"I can't cum inside without a condom."
"Hehe, ssaem can cum inside me."
Does she know what that means when she says it?
Her face, completely lost in ecstasy, didn't look sane.
When I pulled out a tissue and wiped the semen off her waist, Yoo Ara took something out of her bag.
"Ssaem... You're not satisfied yet, are you?"
She said, looking at my still fully erect cock.
What she held in her hand was a condom.
It seemed it wouldn't end with just one time.
"If our obedient student wants, we can do more."
"Then will you give me one more as a reward?"
"If you want."
I stroked Yoo Ara's chin and took the condom from her hand.
"Then please do more."
Yoo Ara looked up at me and said.
If it's a student's request.
"Alright."
With clumsy but eager hands, Yoo Ara put the condom on my cock, and we did it once more.
We did it until the last train had stopped running.
Until we used up the whole box of condoms she had prepared.