Woo Yeoeun's Virginity-Loss Sex (1)
Kang Heeji really felt as if she were dreaming.
Her admired teacher had worn that smile she simply couldn't leave alone and suggested they grab a drink, so she'd agreed with just the tiniest flicker of hope. Not only had she gotten to see the unexpected other side of Woo Yeoeun, whom she'd always thought of as nothing but gentle and soft—on the way back to her place with a thoroughly drunk and ridiculously adorable Yeoeun, she'd even gotten her breasts squeezed from behind.
Even that alone would have been more than enough for Kang Heeji's humble dreams.
"When I'm in front of you, I go all weird. I feel like… I'm turning into a woman."
The moment her hand was caught by Woo Yeoeun as she tried to leave for home, everything began spiraling out of control.
"I'm lonely. Just thinking about you leaving… makes me so desolate…"
On the bed in the dim one-room apartment, Woo Yeoeun's languid voice drifted through air scented with sweet cocktail.
Maybe she'd completely misheard—twisted the words into what she wanted to hear, when that wasn't what Yeoeun meant at all. While she tried desperately to rein in her pounding heart and reinterpret the true meaning of Yeoeun's words again and again, she met those moist amber eyes looking at her.
And her furiously working brain simply stopped.
"Huu, haaah…"
As if pulled by a magnet… Kang Heeji exhaled roughly and gently took hold of Woo Yeoeun's shoulders. No—she'd meant to hold them gently, but strength unconsciously poured into her grip. Woo Yeoeun neither disliked it nor pushed her away.
A lie. Impossible. It can't be. She's going to scold me for this.
"You're so pretty, my puppy."
The fragments of reason still circling through her frozen mind evaporated cleanly at those words as Woo Yeoeun stroked her cheek. What remained was… only instinct, running wild in reaction against all the reason that had been holding it down.
Following that instinct, Kang Heeji bent at the waist and kissed Woo Yeoeun.
The kiss with Yeoeun she'd wanted so badly, yet had only been able to steal glances at her lips for. A sensation far softer and more pliant than she'd imagined met her lips. Kang Heeji was really kissing Woo Yeoeun. In place of a mind overloaded by this unbelievable reality, instinct kept moving her body.
"Mmngh, nnh…"
Pulling her teacher's slender body tighter into her arms, Kang Heeji deepened the kiss. She'd never kissed anyone before. Preparing for a first kiss someday, she'd practiced against the back of her hand after reading posts online. But in this moment of her real first kiss, none of that crossed her mind. Only the heat of those lips—heat that felt like it would burn her, like she would melt right into it—filled her head.
"Mm, chup, chuuup— haah, hah, mm… chup, chup, chuuup…"
The apartment filled with Kang Heeji and Woo Yeoeun's ragged breathing and the wet sounds of mucous membranes meeting. Not even knowing how to kiss properly, the two of them simply pressed their lips together in shy bird-kisses, repeating them one after another with soft little smacks. It was an utterly clumsy, green first kiss—but to Kang Heeji, it was sexier than any kiss imaginable.
And besides—
This is definitely… Yeoeun's first kiss too, just like mine.
The way Woo Yeoeun was only awkwardly offering her lips, no different from Heeji herself, made it plain that this was her first kiss as well.
"Aum, mm…♡"
Thoroughly worked up, Kang Heeji pushed her lips against Yeoeun's without restraint and shoved her tongue into the gap. Far from disliking the one-sided attempt, Woo Yeoeun quietly parted her lips and obediently allowed her inside. When even dirtier friction of mucous membranes began inside Yeoeun's warm, moist mouth, electric shivers burst free without restraint. Their clumsy tongues kept missing each other again and again—yet the two tongues immediately sought each other out, lapping and twining together.
This is dangerous—I might cum from just kissing…
But she couldn't be satisfied with a kiss after coming this far. Carefully watching Yeoeun's melting expression, Kang Heeji reached with trembling hands for the buttons of her teacher's shirt. Once again, Woo Yeoeun offered not the slightest resistance, absorbed in the kiss.
From here on… we're really doing it.
From here on, she would truly be climbing the stairs of adulthood. And with a beautiful, adorable teacher this gorgeous—Woo Yeoeun. Making mistakes she never would have made normally, over and over, Kang Heeji finally managed to wrestle Yeoeun's shirt off. With Yeoeun's help as she slightly lifted her body, Heeji peeled off the bra and flung it aside—then broke the lips that had been glued so tightly together.
"Ah, ah…"
Woo Yeoeun's tongue followed the departing lips as if reluctant to let go, then she looked up at Kang Heeji while exhaling breath heated to the limit. Gazing at that face that looked ready to accept anything, Kang Heeji's eyes slowly traveled downward.
Extremely white and soft-looking… Woo Yeoeun's heavy, swollen bare breasts. Kang Heeji stared as if entranced at the great mountain peaks she'd finally seen for herself beyond the clothes, and the lewd cherries at their tips—but afraid that burying her face in them right away would make her look childish, she forced down the boiling desire and moved lower on Yeoeun's body.
"I-I'll take this off too…?"
Confirming Yeoeun's shy nod of permission, Kang Heeji swallowed saliva that tasted of her teacher and reached out. She undid the zipper of the skirt wrapped around those lewdly spread hips, and once she'd stripped it completely away—only a single thin pair of panties remained between Woo Yeoeun and Kang Heeji.
……She's soaking wet.
Woo Yeoeun's black panties were so wet they'd darkened the black even further with stains. When she pulled them down with hands tense with nerves, sticky strands like waterweed stretched out—tsueuk—from the fabric that had been pressed against her crotch. Looking at a pussy so thoroughly soaked it was hard to imagine belonging to the pretty, cute Woo Yeoeun—a pussy obscenely, intensely lewd—Kang Heeji felt her head spin.
And at the same time, a thought crossed her mind. Heart pounding with tension, she approached Yeoeun's pussy.
"Haah, haah…"
Breathing hard, she pinched Woo Yeoeun's plump mons with both thumbs, and slippery fluid smeared all over them. Applying firm pressure to her fingertips so she wouldn't lose her grip, she spread the folds—and the tightly closed pussy lips split open with a wet schlick, revealing the secret interior. A cute little bean protruding, scarlet inner flesh giving off a lewd scent…
But what she really wanted to check was something else.
"Hh, aah…♡"
Kang Heeji carefully slipped a finger into the vaginal opening that was gushing clear love juice. She then drew a deep breath at excitement dizzying enough to make her head spin.
……A hymen.
The membrane that signaled a woman's purity was clearly catching on her fingertip. Even if Yang Hyein had done something shady and nasty to Yeoeun, Woo Yeoeun had not had her purity taken. Yeoeun's first student, first girlfriend, first date, first kiss… and now her first time as well—every first belonged to Kang Heeji.
Swept up in extreme possessiveness, Kang Heeji hurriedly stripped herself as well and mounted Woo Yeoeun. Then she suddenly stopped.
If I do this… how am I any different from Yang Hyein?
Just like Yang Hyein, who'd coerced Yeoeun into lewd acts, Kang Heeji was about to pin down a drunk Woo Yeoeun and do lewd things to her. No matter that Yeoeun had given permission—would they have gotten this far without the alcohol? Tomorrow, would she be able to look her admired teacher in the eye without shame?
"Yeoeun-ssaem… I really shouldn't…"
Just as she was about to pull back before taking that last step, Kang Heeji suddenly felt something strange. From a place that had definitely been smooth on her, the sensation of something very long and thick and heavy drooping down. Her trembling gaze dropped toward the source of that abnormal sensation—and froze.
A grotesquely sized erect cock that should never have been attached to a girl—veins standing out clearly—was hanging there.
"――――――?!"
Kang Heeji nearly screamed in shock, barely managing to clap a hand over her own mouth. She wondered if she was dreaming, or seeing a hallucination—but this vivid sensation right now was no lie no matter how she thought about it. Belatedly realizing this was no time to calmly take stock of the situation, Kang Heeji hurriedly grabbed for the blanket—but Woo Yeoeun's hand got there first, wrapping around Kang Heeji's cock.
"Y-Yeoeun—"
"Heeji grew one toooo…"
……Heeji too?
That single phrase reached the flustered, frozen Kang Heeji. It became the final piece, and the puzzle that had never quite fit together in her head finally completed itself.
Carrot…
Yang Hyein's voice coming from outside the door Yeoeun and Hyein had gone into, ordering her to lick the "carrot"—and the wet sounds of Yeoeun diligently licking something for a long time. The extremely long, thick cock that had grown on Kang Heeji "too." Kang Heeji was forced to understand, in a form she could no longer deny, that that "carrot" meant this cock.
And immediately, she was seized by fierce jealousy.
I still have no idea what the hell is going on, but the two of them definitely used this to—
Woo Yeoeun and Yang Hyein had shared a secret just for the two of them through this carrot, enjoyed pleasures just for the two of them, and shared firsts Kang Heeji knew nothing about—firsts she couldn't even guess at… plenty of them. Until just a moment ago she'd been sure every first of Yeoeun's was hers, but that had been nothing but a delusion of someone who didn't know anything.
"Haah, ha— haaah…!"
The impact of crashing to the bottom was several times stronger for how high she'd floated after confirming Yeoeun's virginity. Just what, and how far, had they gone with this cock? As horrible imaginings ran wild in her head, her wavering gaze fell on Yeoeun's soaking wet pussy.
And it came to her. In the midst of total confusion, one thing was certain. Woo Yeoeun's pussy was a virgin pussy.
"Hah, huu… huu…"
Earlier she'd been about to pull away like an idiot knowing nothing—but not now that she knew everything. Before Yang Hyein could snatch this first as well, Kang Heeji had to take it.
…Having a cock was a first for her, but she instinctively knew how to use it. Kang Heeji pressed her glans against the slit of Yeoeun's pussy. It felt as if the pussy lips were kissing her tip—chup♡ chup♡ Spreading those pussy lips and carefully aiming at the virgin hole, she looked Woo Yeoeun in the face—
"Hhk…!"
Kang Heeji thrust her cock mercilessly into her admired teacher's pussy.