Jieun's First Time
When I pulled her panties down together with her jeans, her most precious place came into full view.
The cleft that had never taken a man was already glistening with clear fluid, ready and waiting. A fierce desire rose in me to drive the thing she held in her hand straight into that opening.
Hold it together...
Women tend to feel pain their first time, and mine was well above average. If I just rammed it in the way I wanted, she'd only hurt. I slid the hand that had been caressing her chest down toward her sex, covering her entire mound with my palm, and began to stroke her slowly with just my middle finger.
Slowly. Don't startle her.
Rather than plunging my finger inside right away, I worked the area around it first — rubbing her outer lips, then tracing along the inner ones.
"Hngh...!"
Even that much stimulation hit her hard. Her grip on my cock tightened — just the right amount of pressure.
"Keep your hand moving like that. Slow."
"Huh...? Like this?"
She'd understood. Lee Jieun began stroking me up and down, and to return the favor I kept working my middle finger.
"Haaah...!"
Every so often she'd flinch and her hand would stop, but then she'd remember what I'd said and start moving again. It was unbearably cute.
When I judged she'd gotten used to it enough, I eased my middle finger into her cleft.
"Aahng!"
Startled by the finger entering her body, her thighs clamped shut. But that wasn't nearly enough to stop a hand that had already found its place. My middle finger parted her inner flesh and slid slowly deeper. About two knuckles in, I hit another obstacle.
Something taut, like a rubber band pulled tight, blocked my finger's path.
What is this?
I probed it carefully, still not quite sure what I was feeling. Then I applied a little more pressure — snap — something tore, and Jieun's body jerked.
"Augh!"
I froze, startled myself, and looked down.
Her hymen?
One strand had broken, but several more tube-like remnants still obstructed my finger. It was a little different from what I'd thought I knew, but there was no mistaking it. This was her hymen.
"You okay?"
"Yeah... Oppa, kiss me."
I kissed her slowly as she'd asked, gathering my thoughts. I'd planned to loosen her up thoroughly with my fingers before putting it in, but with the hymen in the way, even that was going to be difficult.
And breaking it with my finger would be a waste...
This was a hymen. Destroy it with a finger? Something she'd kept for over twenty years, taken by something as trivial as a finger? That wouldn't be right — not for me, and not for Jieun.
No other choice, then.
I kept kissing her as I climbed on top. Then I took hold of my shaft and lined it up with her opening.
She flinched.
Jieun must have realized that the real thing was about to begin — she wrapped both arms around my back. To give her time to prepare herself, I didn't push in right away. I rubbed the head slowly around her entrance.
"Haa... haa..."
Her breath against my mouth grew rougher. But I could still feel the tension locked through her whole body. Waiting for that tension to ease was agony for me too.
And then, the moment her rigid body finally relaxed—
"Haaah!"
The head forced its way into the tight opening. Naturally her body clenched up again, her entrance clamping down hard around the tip.
"Jieun, relax for me~."
"Nngh... nh!"
The slightest bit of progress and her body would react. I'd wait, and she'd slowly let the tension go. We repeated that cycle until, before I knew it, I felt myself press up against the obstruction.
I hesitated for a second, then put strength into my hips and drove through her hymen in one stroke, burying myself deep.
"Haaaang!!"
The pain must have been intense — her arms around me tightened. And her insides clamped down on me even harder than that.
Nngh...
I'd been holding back for so long that the sudden pressure nearly pushed me over the edge.
"It hurts..."
I stroked her hair.
"It'll be okay now."
Jieun squeezed her eyes shut, a faint sheen of tears at the corners, and asked for another kiss. I gave her what she wanted and began to move — slowly, very slowly.
"Nnh, nngh!"
Her cute little moans rose in time with the motion of my hips. At first they were the sounds of someone trying to endure the pain, but as time passed, pleasure began to mix in.
"Haa, haang... haang! Haang!"
Before long Jieun started moving her hips in small, tentative rolls, matching my rhythm. The inner flesh that had been so rigid loosened, and I could slide in and out of her smoothly.
"Oppa... Oppa! Haang!"
The closer I got to finishing, the more I hesitated.
She hasn't even come once yet...
I could hold out longer if I wanted to, but could I really make a virgin come from penetration alone? Maybe it would be better to finish first and go for a second round right after.
"Oppa... nnh! When are you gonna finish? Haaah!"
She asked with difficulty, clearly running out of stamina. Out of consideration, I decided to wrap up the first round here.
"Almost there."
"Then... haang! Cum on my face...! Nnh!"
On her face, all of a sudden? Was it because of that porn we'd watched earlier? The request caught me off guard, but I had no reason to refuse. I did as she asked.
I pulled out and quickly brought myself to her face. The moment I started stroking the blood-smeared shaft with one hand, it pulsed out in thick spurts.
Her lovely face was smeared with my semen. Her reddish-brown hair, her pale white face, her pink lips — all of it was a mess of the cloudy white I'd just released.
So that's what the urge to claim her felt like.
I finally understood why they came on girls' faces in porn.
Jieun, covered in semen, managed to crack her eyes open and gave me a shy little smile.
"How is it? Does it look good?"
"Huh...?"
I tilted my head, not following. The smile vanished and her cheeks puffed out.
"Earlier Oppa said this looks good... eck, ptooey!"
Semen had dripped into her mouth and she couldn't finish the sentence, but I got the idea.
Had I told her I came on faces because it looked good?
It had been a throwaway comment, and because of that careless remark she'd taken a load on her face for her very first time. She was so adorable I could hardly stand it. The urge to start a second round right then and there surged up inside me.
But—
"Let's go wash up together. Oppa'll clean you off."
My semen was... well. It was a bit much to leave on her.
Having been on the receiving end with Seong Gaeul, washing Jieun wasn't difficult. I picked up the showerhead and adjusted the water to a comfortable temperature.
"Hehe, this feels nice~!"
The fact that I was washing her myself seemed to delight her — a smile never left her face.
"Close your eyes, Jieun~."
I started by rinsing my traces from her face. Then I lifted the showerhead and soaked her hair through, worked in shampoo, and rinsed it out. I ran my hands over every inch of her body, cleaning her thoroughly.
"Ow...!"
The aftereffects of her first time must have still been lingering — Jieun winced and lifted her leg. A smear of pale crimson clung to her lower body, and the sight of it made my other self slowly start to swell.
"Whoa, Oppa! It's getting big again! Why's it getting bigger?"
"Because Jieun's so pretty, that's why."
"Hehe!"
The answer must have pleased her, because she threw her arms around me. My cock pressed against her navel.
"Oppa, this thing keeps poking me!"
She pulled back, looking uncomfortable, then stared straight at it. Her eyes went wide with wonder.
"Wow, looking at it now it's really huge? This went inside me?"
She spread her hand and measured it against her palm, then touched around her own navel in amazement. The whole display was ridiculously cute.
"Oppa, why are you suddenly smiling~?"
I must have been grinning without realizing it.
"No reason. Just because Jieun's cute. Now, arms up! All the way."
She obediently raised both arms high, and her B-cup breasts asserted themselves. I let the water run over her and, just because I could, brushed my fingers lightly across her chest.
"Nnh!"
She flinched in surprise, but she didn't lower her arms. I liked that.
"All clean~. Want to head out first? I'll wash up and come out after."
"No! I'll wash you, Oppa!"
As if she'd been waiting for this, Jieun snatched the showerhead right out of my hand. The way she washed me was a little clumsy.
Yeah... definitely not the same as a professional...
By professional, of course, I meant Seong Gaeul. But Jieun's awkward hands had a feeling all their own.
She'd been scrubbing away with great enthusiasm when her hands suddenly stopped at my other self.
"Ew, it's gross. But it's cute."
Gross and cute, used in the same breath? That was a new one.
While I was still turning that over in my head, her hands started moving again, finishing the job.
"There, Oppa's all done~."
"Thanks~."
I pressed a light kiss to the forehead of the girl who looked so thoroughly pleased with herself.