Ia Noona (5)
Ia doubted her ears. Not just any sex, but lovey-dovey sex? No way my ears were playing tricks on me, right?
At Paster's bold declaration of "Let's have sex!", Ia questioned her hearing over and over. But when she spotted his ears turning bright red, she finally accepted reality. Paster wanted to fuck her. S-sex. Sex with Paster! Lovey-dovey sex!
She nodded lightly at his request, and suddenly, from her perspective, the greatest opportunity of her life had arrived: sex with Paster. She had no idea exactly what "lovey-dovey sex" entailed, but she could infer it was far thicker, stickier, and more intense than regular sex—just from that "lovey-dovey" prefix. Nibbling earlobes, licking inside ears while confessing love, then sliding his cock into her pussy. Thrusting in time with their heartbeats, cuddling lazily as he knocks on her womb, building that feeling to its peak before tangling tongues in a kiss. And when his cock reaches its limit, she wraps her legs around his waist to keep him from pulling out, taking every drop of his cum inside. Stimulate her ovaries to release an egg, infuse his sperm with healing mana to encourage fertilization, implant the embryo, and then tell him, "Congratulations on becoming a daddy, Paster... no, honey♡" That had to be true lovey-dovey sex, right? Paster wanted it too! Lovey-dovey sex! He couldn't straight-up say "Can I get you pregnant?", so he phrased it as lovey-dovey sex instead! God, he's so cute like that!!!
From the moment Paster made his request, Ia's brain short-circuited, rationality fried. Her mind was in permanent overload, twisting "lovey-dovey sex" into creampie-fertilization-implantation-pregnancy-elopement-marriage-sex on its own. Sure, just a minute ago he'd warned her not to cross the line, but that meant nothing now. She was unstoppable.
F-Finally. Sex with Paster! Lovey-dovey pregnancy marriage sex! W-What should we name the baby? If we get married, does he become Paster Ris? Just imagining it was too good♡
Right now, Ia Ris was like a fire truck blasting through a red light. Her face flushed crimson, her body heating up, breaths coming rough and ragged to cool the fire—anyone could see she was ridiculously turned on.
"Haa... haa..."
Watching her intense excitement, Paster called out in a slightly frightened voice. "U-Um, Ia noona?"
"Yes! Where should we have the wedding?! Hypo Wedding Hall, right? I know it's booked solid, but money and connections can handle that! I'll cover all the costs, so Paster, just trust your noona and show up with your body ready...!"
She lit up at his voice, accelerating into overdrive, so Paster quickly pulled her head into his embrace to calm her down. "Ia noona! C-Calm down! What are you even saying all of a sudden?!"
"Ah..."
His sweet scent and voice snapped her runaway reason back into place. Anxious that she might've upset him, Ia apologized. "Ugh. S-Sorry. I got too excited."
"N-No, it's fine. That can happen..."
"......"
"......"
Awkwardness always trailed reckless acceleration. Sudden silence filled the space around them. For Ia, being held like this by Paster was perfect—but nothing beat actual sex. W-What now? How do I get back to fucking? Ughhh... I should've just said yes and stripped him then shoved it in! Why'd I ruin it with my fantasies?!
Regret gnawed at her, but she couldn't wallow. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance. If she could just line up her hips right during sex with Paster, she could turn it into impregnation sex. So, she loaded "sex" back onto her tongue.
"B-But Paster, I was too shocked earlier to ask... why do you want to have sex with me? N-Not that I'm against it! I love the idea! Just curious! We're close enough to hold hands, lie in bed, and hug, but not quite at the 'let's fuck' stage... right?"
It was loaded with subtext, but boiled down: I wanna fuck you so bad.
With her brown eyes wide, cheeks flushed like a girl in love, indirectly begging for sex—Ia Ris was so alluring she'd make even sex-fiend chimps chanting "Let's fuck!" chase after her screaming "Sex!". So it was no surprise that Paster, holding her close with breaths mingling, got rock hard.
"Ahhat♡"
Pressed fully together, Paster's growing cock in his pants poked firmly against Ia's upper belly. Recalling the massive, thick beast she'd glimpsed at his penthouse before, a laugh full of anticipation escaped her lips. So huge♡ If this slides in and out of my pussy, I'll go insane from pleasure. No doubt. My pussy's already soaking just thinking about taking Paster's cock right now.
But she had to hold back. Paster needed to make the first move here. She wished he'd lose control of his lust and just thrust into her. Should I tempt him more? Confess I love him? Flash my cleavage?
To her, Paster was on the verge. After her question about why he wanted sex, his face had reddened, lips twitching like he wanted to say something. The intense throbbing against her belly only confirmed it.
He'd say he's gonna fuck me first, even without my clear okay, and just shove that huge cock in. Ripping through my fragile hymen in one go. I'd tremble from pain and pleasure, fake a bit of sadness, and say, "I-It was my first time... Paster, that's too much... You didn't warn me you'd thrust in so suddenly. I dreamed of a romantic kiss for my first experience..." Good-hearted Paster couldn't escape the guilt. His face would pale, he'd freeze with his cock buried in my pussy, not knowing what to do. If lucky, tears welling up from remorse... "Hngh♡"
Imagining Paster, cock deep inside her, fidgeting like a guilty kid with teary eyes—her womb quivered in response. It was such a hot scenario she nearly came from the thought alone. Hot?! Almost lost it there. Paster... always so dangerous.
Glancing at his flushed face and twitching lips, Ia restarted her happy-circuit fantasies toward the perfect future. Anyway, I'd gently wipe his teary eyes with my thumb, give a sad smile, and say, "It's okay... a bit late, but kiss me and I'll forgive you. Your noona's got a big heart."
Paster would be touched by her boundless mercy and forgiveness, guilt over ripping her hymen without permission leaving him putty in her hands. He'd kiss her lips, they'd have lovey-dovey sex, creampie, pregnancy, straight to marriage! Flawless scenario. Innocent rookie Paster had no chance against her terrifyingly thorough plan.
Resolved to launch her final assault to shatter his reason, Ia's malice-filled palm slithered from his back toward his cock. A bit bold, but poke his cock with my fingers, ask what it is. "Did I make you this hard? Wanna fuck me that bad?" Stroke the shaft lightly with my palm—he'd cave. Flip up my negligee and ram it in.
She hadn't given a firm yes to sex, so her plan stayed intact. Even if she'd sent indirect signals a thousand times, without saying "Let's fuck. Shove your cock in my pussy," he'd be the one at fault for starting. Morally debatable, but practically? It'd stick. Life had taught Ia its sweet and bitter lessons, letting her use such dirty tricks on her pure younger man.
Just as her wicked hand neared his crotch—his twitching lips finally parted. "I... I want to know what love is."
"......Pardon?"
His timid, out-of-left-field words forced her bad hand to halt. Even so, it had already slyly groped his pubic bone—no wonder he flinched and told her to stop.
"Th-That's why I said let's have sex. I thought... maybe sex with noona would let me understand love..."
"......"
But Paster was too embarrassed by his own candid words to notice her hand. "......Noona?"
He cracked open his tightly shut eyes to gauge her reaction. Admitting at twenty-five he didn't know love and wanted to learn? Sounded insane even to him. What if she loses interest? Thinks I'm a pathetic kid who doesn't know love at my age? Should I claim I've had sex at least?
Nothing was more humiliating than disappointing the woman he'd asked for sex. So he braced: if she frowned, he'd blurt some bullshit like "I don't know love, but I know sex!"
"N-Noona?"
"Ah, hnnngh♡ S-So cute. Too cute...♡"
But Ia's expression was the opposite of what he feared. She stared intensely, chanting "cute," hands hovering to squish his cheeks, utterly beside herself. He wants to learn love. That's why he asked me for sex. He wants me to teach him love!
Her terrifyingly thorough plan vanished from her mind. Now it was all about how to fluster this adorable younger man until he fell head over heels for her.
Should I say I'll teach him sex and love? "Paster, noona will show you everything. Just follow me♡"
His pure "I want to know love" convinced her he was a total virgin. Forgetting the mana from Ska and Lapis inside him, she dove into pink fantasies. Wait—hold on.
Suddenly, Ia realized a crucial fact. Come to think... I don't really know what sex is either.
She was a virgin with zero experience. Wh-What if I bluff I can teach him and disappoint? Just imagining that cock inside makes me wanna cum. If I climax the second it goes in, noona's dignity crashes!
R-Right. Just confess I'm a virgin too. No virgin-hating virgin exists. Might even score bonus points. Yeah!
Face beet red, she confessed in a tiny voice to equally flushed Paster. "Um... actually, Paster, this is my first time too... I probably can't give you the kind of sex you want..."
Shrugging her shoulders, enduring the shame of her virgin confession—Paster flashed a confident smile. "Ah, that's fine! I've done it before! I'm really good at it!"
"What?"