The First Insertion
Han-na didn’t even wait for my answer. She began sliding the dildo up and down with slow, deliberate strokes.
A wet, sticky sound—tzup, tzup—filled the air as the glans moved in and out, penetrating only about a knuckle deep. It felt like the flared ridge of the tip was deliberately tormenting the sensitive folds around my entrance.
“Hngh… haa… haaa…”
Just when it seemed like it would push a little deeper, it would pull back out. In a bit, then out again. The dildo kept teasing my entrance with that maddening, aching rhythm until—
“Huu, hiiiit…!!”
—it suddenly drove all the way in with a single, powerful thrust.
The dildo scraped rapidly across the inner walls I’d let my guard down around, and my vision went pure white as I came instantly. Even while desperately clutching my ankles as Han-na had ordered, my hips bucked on their own.
As if punishing me for it, Han-na released the dildo, pulled her hand back, and slapped my ass with a loud smack.
“Who told you to move your hips on your own?”
“Haah…!”
The sudden spank made my lower body stiffen, and my pussy clenched hard around the toy in reflex. The already hypersensitive walls, freshly scraped raw, pressed tight against the dildo—and I came again like an idiot.
“One more time. Clench that pussy tight.”
“Heu… hek… heeek…”
I obeyed, squeezing my inner muscles with everything I had. Last time I’d been caught off guard, but if I stayed focused, I should be able to handle it…
The dildo that had been buried deep inside me began to slide out slowly. My pussy lips clung to it desperately, as if begging it not to leave. The sight was utterly obscene.
Han-na seemed to enjoy it. She pulled the toy out even more slowly, savoring the way my folds stretched and gripped. Soon only the glans remained inside me.
“Huu… haaa… haa…”
I took slow, steady breaths, trying not to focus too much on the way my entrance was clamped around the toy. It’s okay. I can do this. I can—
But the moment my entrance was stimulated again so intensely, my pussy melted helplessly. The dildo slammed back in without warning, and I was utterly defeated.
“Huuuuung…!”
My pussy, having come multiple times in a row, convulsed and squeezed the dildo like it was trying to wring it dry. The flexible toy bent with the pressure, rubbing a completely different spot than when it was straight—and forced me to climax once more.
“Heu… hek… heeek…”
After some time passed and my pussy finally began to calm down, Han-na started moving the dildo again. She dragged it out slowly, scraping every fold along the way and scooping out the pooled juices, only to slam it back in deep the instant I let my guard down.
“……!!”
I had been expecting another attack on my entrance and had relaxed that area—only to twist and cum without even being able to make a sound.
After that, she showed no mercy.
“Angh, aahng, haaaang…!”
With wet, squelching sounds, the dildo began pistoning rapidly in and out of my pussy. The tight grip I’d had during the first insertion was completely gone. My pussy had been utterly conquered; it simply embraced the toy that was violating and ravaging it with warm, welcoming heat.
Han-na, who had been roughly stirring my insides, suddenly stopped moving her hand.
“…Lee Seon-ah. Can’t you clench your pussy any tighter? It’s going in way too easily. This isn’t even a proper test.”
“I-I am clenching…”
My face burned with shame. Even though it was clearly a virgin pussy, I was being scolded for not being able to squeeze properly. My pride stung. I bit my lower lip and tried to put every ounce of strength into my pelvic muscles, but—
“Haang, ang, aaahng…!”
The moment the dildo started moving again, my pussy melted like an idiot once more.
Han-na didn’t seem satisfied. While one hand kept working the toy, her other hand began pressing firmly on my lower belly, as if trying to forcibly compress my insides.
The memory of the massage Eun-jung had given me flashed through my mind, and my pussy clenched hard on reflex.
“What? You like it here?”
“N-no… it’s just… that…”
I tried to come up with some excuse, but nothing came to mind. How was I supposed to explain that ever since that massage, that spot felt weirdly good now?
Han-na tilted her head, watching me, then grinned. She pushed the dildo even deeper, deeper into my pussy. Then she pressed down hard on my lower abdomen with her palm, right where the tip of the toy was pressing from the inside.
“Huuuuu…!!”
The section of my vaginal wall trapped between the dildo’s tip and Han-na’s palm was squeezed with intense pressure. A dangerous, tingling thrill raced up my spine. My pussy trembled violently, juices squirting out nonstop, but Han-na didn’t stop. She gripped the dildo tighter and pushed as if trying to pierce straight through my walls.
“Heuk, hak, haaak!”
It was so violent I worried my pussy might actually break, yet somehow it felt like she was trying to leave a kiss mark deep inside me. Without thinking, I found the act strangely cute.
I was shaking my head at my own ridiculous thought when Han-na left the dildo buried inside me, leaned over, and whispered into my ear.
“Hey, Lee Seon-ah.”
“Y-yeah…?”
“If it gets too hard to endure, just say so. I’ll stop right away.”
“…Huh?”
“I mean it. If you tell me to stop, I’ll stop.”
Han-na’s voice sounded strangely thick and sticky, each word clinging to the inside of my ear.
“But if you don’t say anything… I’ll take that as consent and keep playing with your pussy like this.”
“…”
“Forget the test. I’ll give this pathetic little pussy some proper Pussy Special Training until it learns how to clench properly.”
Kim Han-na spoke those shamelessly lewd words in such a casual tone. Just hearing my friend say something like that made me cum a little. My pussy squeezed and squeezed around the dildo still buried inside me.
“Answer me, Seon-ah.”
“Huuu…”
The irresistible temptation of having someone do every dirty thing imaginable to a body that could barely feel pleasure on its own. I was afraid that just saying “yes” out loud would break my mind, so I tried to nod instead, but—
“Huu? Aang, haaaang…!”
“…”
Apparently finding my silence insolent, Han-na grabbed the dildo again and began thrusting it into me with deep, punishing strokes.
My lower body was lifted toward the ceiling, causing the juices that couldn’t escape to pool deep inside. Every time the dildo plunged in, a filthy, wet plap-plap sound echoed as it churned the thick fluid.
The pleasure that kept rising from my pussy and tapping against my womb, the obscene wet sounds that made even me feel disgusted with myself, and Han-na’s gaze watching me from right beside my face—all of it painted my mind white again as I came once more.
Even in the middle of my orgasm, I could feel the dildo continuing to roughly stir my burning-hot pussy. The pleasure hammered into me so intensely it went beyond making my head floaty and started making my whole body tingle.
“Heuk, haak, heu, haaak…!!”
“Seon-ah… haa… are you not going to answer?”
“I-I’ll do it! I’ll do it, okayyy!!”
I practically screamed the answer. Only then did the dildo finally stop moving.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
I was gasping for breath, trying to pull my scattered mind back together, when the dildo slid out of me with a wet szuuup.
Right in front of both Han-na and me, the toy slowly emerged, completely coated in cloudy, viscous fluid. Once it was fully out, it looked so slick and lewd that I unconsciously clenched my empty pussy again.
“…This is my dildo, you know.”
“Huh…? Y-yeah, it is…?”
“And you dirtied it.”
Han-na brought the dildo she’d just pulled from my pussy right up to my lips. When she had first used it like lipstick to smear my mouth with my own juices, only the very tip had been wet. Now, from the glans all the way to the base, it was drenched in my hot, fresh nectar. It looked like white steam was rising from it.
“Clean it with your mouth.”
“…”
Couldn’t she just take off the condom covering it…? The thought crossed my mind, but—
“Not going to? Then we’ll stop here…”
“I-I’ll do it! Here, aaah—”
The moment she threatened to end the special training, I hurriedly opened my mouth. I spread my lips wide, stuck my tongue out as far as it would go, and opened my throat, preparing to receive the toy.
The dildo was soon placed onto my tongue with a soft plop. I glanced at Han-na. She didn’t seem inclined to move it herself. She probably wanted me to lick it clean on my own.
I put strength into the tip of my tongue and gently wiped the underside of the dildo from side to side, as if acting cute. Every time I tensed my tongue, the toy bounced up and down, which was oddly fun. I rolled my tongue around its girth, licked every inch, then pressed my lips to the head and sucked on it with wet little chuu, chuu sounds.
“Heup, chup, chup…”
I was using my mouth-pussy to clean the dildo that my real pussy had drooled all over and dirtied. I licked every drop of fluid off until it was shiny and clean, continuing even after that until Han-na looked satisfied.
“Good. That’s enough. You did well, Seon-ah.”
After I had been sucking on the already-clean dildo for several minutes, Han-na gently stroked my hair as if to say that was plenty. The praise was a little strange, but it still made me feel good. A small smile crept onto my lips.
“Heu…”
A transparent string of saliva stretched between my lips and the dildo as it pulled away. The toy that had been moving farther away was once again positioned vertically above my pussy.
“Then shall we start again…? Like I said before, if you can’t take it, just tell me. I’ll stop.”
“Y-yeah…!”
…I couldn’t stop my voice from sounding excited.
“Heuk, hek, heeek…”
“…”
…My arms are tired.
At some point Seon-ah had let go of her ankles and was now sprawled limply on the bed, her pussy glistening with wetness. As I watched the way it still occasionally spat out a little more fluid, I noticed her folds had turned bright red and were slightly swollen.
Maybe I went a little too hard…
But she never once told me to stop.
I let her rest for a while, then fetched some wet wipes and began cleaning her body. I slipped my hand into her deep cleavage and wiped it up and down, then slid a finger into her belly button to clean out the dried juices.
“Ugh…”
When I touched her navel, Seon-ah let out a soft, whimpering sound. Lust surged up my throat for a moment, but seeing her swollen pussy helped me calm down.
…If I touch her there, I won’t be able to hold back either. Better stop here.
“Come on, get up. We need to go home.”
“Okayyy…”
After confirming she was wriggling and trying to sit up, I handed her the envelope containing today’s payment. Her eyes widened when she felt how thick it was.
“You worked hard today.”
“…You too.”
I handed her clothes while she fidgeted with the money envelope in her hands.
…It somehow felt like I was paying a prostitute her fee.
I had deceived my innocent friend, fucked her like a cheap whore, and now I was even pressing money into her hand…
Guilt toward Seon-ah and a twisted sense of immorality slid down my chest and soaked my panties with sticky arousal.
“Mmm…”
Seon-ah hesitated while trying to put on her panties, glancing at me. She was probably worried because I hadn’t wiped her pussy and it was still dripping wet. But knowing her personality, she would never complain about it out loud. Instead, she would just endure it and—
“Huuuu…”
—wear the panties anyway, soaking them with her juices. That’s exactly what she did. Right in front of me, she put on the rest of her clothes until she was neatly dressed.
Though I wasn’t sure if “neatly” was the right word for that slutty outfit.
“Hey, Lee Seon-ah.”
“Yeah?”
I grabbed her wrist as she tried to wipe her lips with the back of her hand.
“Don’t wipe that off until you get home.”
“…”
Even though I was making the ridiculous demand that she go home with her lips smeared in pussy juice, Seon-ah simply nodded without a word.
…Biting hard on her lower lip, with the face of a bitch in full heat.