Seoah's First Time
I'd thought about safely taking her virginity back at my one-room, but shitty soundproofing aside, my pigsty that hadn't been cleaned in days couldn't be the spot for Seoah's first time.
In the end, I searched for a nearby love motel on the app. Better to avoid running into anyone. I mentally praised my past self for getting blackout drunk far from the company.
There was a well-reviewed unmanned motel nearby. I gave Seoah a nod to follow and took the lead.
Seeing her all tense brought back memories of my own first time. It ended badly, but that girl had led me so skillfully that it felt like heaven until the middle. Now it was my turn.
Her first motel too, apparently—Seoah looked around with wide-eyed curiosity.
Spacious bed, clean hardwood floors, all the basic amenities, and best of all, a tub big enough for two. A jacuzzi whirlpool would've set the mood even better, but you can't expect too much from a motel.
Once she'd finished exploring, Seoah shuffled over hesitantly.
"What... what do I do?"
"Nervous?"
"Hehe, I know you'll be good to me, but everyone says it hurts at first."
Guess trainees gossip about this stuff too.
"Just promise me two things. One, I lead, you follow. You're still the trainee here, and I'm the trainer. Two, call me 'oppa' instead of 'jalppa' until we leave."
"Why not jalppa?"
"Oppa turns me on more."
"Oh."
She nodded like she got it.
"Let's shower together. I'll undress you."
"Jal—I mean, oppa. I can do it myself..."
"Undressing you myself turns me on more."
"Oh."
I unbuttoned her shirt one by one. The room filled with the rustle of fabric, her heartbeat thundering in my ears, and soft little moans.
When I unhooked her bra, she instinctively covered her breasts before letting her hands drop in resignation. They were even prettier shaped than I'd imagined.
Finally her panties—now Seoah stood utterly naked, her body like a goddess sculpted by a master artisan. If it weren't a motel, I'd have brought offerings and prayed devoutly.
"Is... is it weird? You're so quiet, it's making me anxious."
"Now that I've stripped you bare, it's pissing me off how fucking perfect your body is."
"Hiiing, why are you mad?"
"My dick."
"Oh."
I'd tossed in a lame joke to ease her tension, and luckily, she giggled.
I filled the tub and sprayed sea salt shower gel on the showerhead. I'd seen her gravure video with bubbles strategically hiding the goods—time to recreate it. Bora nuna loves showering alone, so no chance to try that with her.
"O-oppa, I can wash myself..."
"Washing you turns me on more."
"Oh."
True to our deal, she followed obediently. Covered head to toe in suds, Seoah was the epitome of arousal. Aphrodite born from sea foam, right? Even the ancients knew bubbles and beauty went hand in hand.
Time to rev things up, but no rushing. Blowjob or paizuri in the shower? Too advanced for a virgin like her.
Better ease in with light touches in the tub first.
"Hua, soaking in hot water feels like I'm melting. Am I heavy?"
"Feels like hugging a feather—don't worry."
"Hiiing, you sure know how to sweet-talk."
I sat her on my lap in the tub, facing away. Eye contact would've embarrassed her too much at the start. Her pale nape was an irresistible visual feast. Before I knew it, I was licking around her neck.
"Haang...! That tickles, tickles! Heut."
"You're mine tonight only, so I'm marking my territory."
Touched, she turned and hugged my neck. Her provocative eyes had my cock standing damn near at attention.
"I could be oppa's for even longer."
That snapped something inside me—my patience to take it slow.
I crushed her lips, my tongue ravaging every corner of her mouth. Her clumsy responses matched my rhythm, and soon the wet sounds of saliva swapping echoed in the bathroom.
"Haa... haa... Oppa, I feel... floaty. Haang."
I latched onto her flushed nipples. Started gentle licks to tease, but their cute shape begged to be sucked—I couldn't hold back.
She probably didn't realize it, but every reaction was insanely hot. Once skills got equipped, she'd melt anyone.
"Haang...! Haat, oppa... there, feels weird... Heut, heung, aaaang!"
She clutched my head, writhing. Nipples and areolae hardened, demanding attention. But pouncing now would be amateur hour—excited nipples are hypersensitive; overstimulating hurts. I massaged them softly, easing her down gently.
Panting, Seoah gazed at me with needy eyes. No words needed—I knew what she wanted. Time for the main event.
I patted her dry quick and princess-carried her to the bed. Without prompting, she kissed my neck and shoulders. Fully in lover mode now.
"First time means some intercourse pain is inevitable. Your pussy's muscle too—something big suddenly thrusting in and out is gonna squeeze hard. But I'll make it as gentle as possible, minimize the hurt."
"Yeah, go slow... oppa. I wanna feel you for a long time."
We'd foreplayed plenty in the bathroom, but still not enough. Need more juices to lube my cock—make it hurt less for her. Tonight, I'd gladly play the ant in "ant hell."
Started at her earlobe, trailed licks down her nape to her underarms. Meanwhile, my hands kneaded her breasts nonstop, toying with those stiff nipples.
As her mewls climbed an octave, my tongue slid past her thighs to her calves. Sucking each toe, savoring reactions—
"Haa... haa... Oppa, please... now."
Too much teasing. Her pussy lips glistened with dew on the hairs—no point dragging foreplay further. My cock aimed ceiling-ward, ready anytime.
I ripped open the condom from the convenience store. Asking if it's safe day felt off, and she'd probably not know anyway—raw for later. Rules are rules, no matter how horny.
"Alright, oppa's taking it. Your first."
Her pussy took me easier than expected. I watched her face, pausing whenever she winced—a few times, then finally hilted. Seoah exhaled hotly.
"Heut... there, haang. Oppa’s... haa... so hot, feels weird... haaaang~"
"Gonna move slow then."
—Schlick schlick
"Haang...! Haat, haak... haaaang!"
—Slap slap
"Ang, ang, ang, haaaang...! Aak!"
—Squelch squelch, slap slap
Excitement made speed control tough. Flooded with juices, no lube issues. Once she adapted to my pumps, she timed her hip flexes perfectly—thrusts got way smoother. How's she know this without teaching?
I hooked her long legs over my shoulders, ramping speed—ejaculation pressure surged. Switching positions might delay it, but watching her buck wildly toward climax made that impossible. This would do for tonight.
"Kugh. S-Seoah. I'm... about to..."
—Slap slap, smack, smack
"Ang! Ang! Haaaang...! O-oppa. Me too, haak... can't hold, haaaaang!"
—Spurt, splurt splurt splurt
I unleashed a massive load—condom might burst. Didn't wanna yank out sudden and hurt her, so with legs still propped on my arms, I caught my breath. Light blood, nothing serious.
Staring at the ceiling, recovering—then her flushed face burrowed into my chest.
"Hurt a lot?"
"Stung a bit at first, but once you lifted my legs and pounded, it felt good."
Darling?
"Now that I'm yours, oppa, I wanna call you darling. We're closer, so no more formal speech."
That explained the casual shift. The sudden intimacy felt overwhelming.
"Not asking for anything after one time. Just wanna be special to you, darling. That's okay, right?"
"Call me whatever, but special... Truth is, I have a girl. Not girlfriend, but fuckbuddy level."
"What's a fuckbuddy?"
"Sex partner. We meet up now and then to fuck."
"Hm, guess you start everyone as fuckbuddies. Weird if a face like yours had no girls. I get it. Then from today, I'm darling's fuckbuddy."
Whoa, so bold. This the Han Seoah I know?
"You don't feel shortchanged? Once you debut, hotshots will line up for you. Why settle for rookie manager fuckbuddy?"
"Fuckbuddy means sex partner, right? As long as the sex feels good, that's it. Didn't feel good with me, darling?"
"Felt fucking amazing."
True. Her voice alone made me wonder if it gauged sexual compatibility.