The Older Sister (4)
The moment the sound faded, Kang-jun shot up from his seat. Jang Hwa-young flinched, her shoulders jerking in surprise.
He stood before her and, without a second's hesitation, yanked his pants down. Hwa-young reflexively turned her head away. His massive cock sprang up with full, imposing grandeur. It was a grotesque weapon, veins bulging and throbbing across its surface.
"Senior… ah."
Hwa-young lifted her gaze back to him at the sound of his groan. Then she gasped at the scent of the man now pressed right against her face. She had never seen a man's cock this close before in her entire life. She had never smelled anything like it, yet strangely, it sent her chest reeling.
She didn't know what to do. Her eyes darted back and forth, uncertain. Her anxious hands fidgeted, searching for something to grip.
"Senior… please touch it."
"What?"
"Hurry. Ah."
At her request, she slowly raised her hand. But she couldn't bring herself to grab it right away—her fingers hovered in the air, trembling. Oh, oh no…
Kang-jun's… cock… in her hand…!
Hwa-young was tense in an entirely different way. Her breathing grew shallow.
"Hurry up. Ahhh…"
"…Alright, I got it."
Hwa-young summoned her courage. And finally, she gripped his cock firmly in her hand.
What she felt first was the heat. Then the hardness. And the pungent scent wafting off it. All of it combined to ignite her arousal.
"Move it back and forth. Gently."
"L-like this…?"
"Don't tense up. Slowly, gently, just stroke it."
Hwa-young followed Kang-jun's instructions exactly. Something slick oozed out and touched her hand. She gasped, froze mid-motion, and looked up at him with wide eyes. What was this?
"It's nothing. Just pre-cum. It comes out on its own."
"I see…"
"I'm going to lie down. …Yes, keep holding it and stroking."
Kang-jun lay back on the bedding. The sight of her kneeling above him, gripping his cock and stroking it up and down with her upper body slightly bent—honestly, it was an incredibly arousing scene. To think he'd be getting handjobs from Hwa-young.
"Now with your mouth."
"…M-my mouth?!"
"Yes, with your mouth. Suck it."
Suck this with her mouth?
She had never expected such a request. She didn't know about it. She had never even imagined it. It was completely foreign to her.
"I have to… suck this?"
"Yes, yes. Ah. Senior, hurry…!"
Hwa-young hesitated slightly.
"Go between my legs."
Kang-jun spread his legs slightly. Hwa-young moved into the space between them.
"Yes, kneel down, yes, that's right. Then, with your mouth. …No, don't use your hands."
How could she not use her hands? Hwa-young paused, unsure what to do. Her long hair fell forward, and she pushed it back behind both ears with both hands, then froze. She looked up at Kang-jun.
"Your armpits, Senior. Keep your hands clasped behind your head, raise your arms, and show me your armpits."
"My armpits?"
It was a strange request. But showing her armpits wasn't so bad, was it?
She clasped both hands behind her head and raised her arms, exposing her armpits. …At first she thought it was nothing, but actually doing it made her feel a little embarrassed.
"Yes, slowly lower your head like that, yes, yes, that's right. Now bite down on the cock."
Cock. The vulgar word made Hwa-young feel embarrassed for no reason.
Kang-jun tensed, and his cock pressed against her stomach. Hwa-young strained and grunted as she tried to bite down on it. The position was quite uncomfortable. …Eventually she managed to get his cock in her mouth, and with it clamped between her lips, she looked up at him with wide eyes.
"Yes, don't just bite it. Use your tongue. Yes, swirl your tongue around it, like sucking an ice cream. Yes. …Ah, that's good. That's it, Senior."
It wasn't easy to imagine Hwa-young with her armpits fully exposed, sucking his cock with just her mouth. Unless you were actually watching it.
Hwa-young quickly became skilled at sucking his cock. She seemed to learn everything fast. …He could see why she'd be fun to train.
"Yes, now try going deeper. Deeper, all the way down your throat. …Yes, all the way."
This was a bit difficult—her eyes squeezed shut. Naturally, her first attempt failed. Phhh, hhh. She pressed the roof of her mouth against his cock to keep it from slipping out, gasping for air. She looked incredibly lewd.
"Again."
She slowly lowered her head again. But it wasn't easy. His cock was just too large and long.
"Phhh, haa, haa."
Tears welled up in Hwa-young's eyes. She failed again. And then she tried once more.
This time she went down more boldly, all the way in. She pushed until her nose touched his pubic hair. It seemed painful—her raised arms tightened slightly.
She held still for about four or five seconds, then her head shot back up. Wheee. Thick, sticky fluid dripped down the cock as it emerged. She coughed, spitting out the same fluid from her mouth.
"Suck the cock again. Spread your arms wider."
She knelt before him again, tears, snot, and saliva streaming from her face. The clean, proper Jang Hwa-young was gone.
Hwa-young had changed so quickly you'd wonder if she was the same woman who had been debating whether to bite a cock just moments ago. She probably didn't even know what she was doing right now. She was just too sexually ignorant.
She spread her arms again, exposing her armpits, and clamped her mouth onto his cock. She bobbed her head up and down. The most devastating moments were when she'd glance up to check if she was doing it right, meeting his gaze.
Ah, it's coming.
Kang-jun suddenly stretched his arm out and pressed down hard on the back of her head.
- ?!
Hwa-young quickly unclasped her hands and pushed against the floor to get up. But Kang-jun had already shot his cum deep inside her mouth.
Phhh. Her breath burst out, but her mouth was blocked, so the foreign substance shot out of her nose. When Kang-jun let go, her head snapped back like a spring. A mixture of cum and saliva gushed out.
She coughed harshly, repeatedly. Once she calmed down a bit, she looked at him with slightly resentful eyes.
"Kang-jun. Haa. Why did you, haa, push me like that all of a sudden…"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"
"Next time, you have to tell me first. Seriously… I almost suffocated."
The sight of her, tears in her eyes, cum and saliva dripping from her mouth as she spoke—was genuinely, deeply arousing in a way he hadn't felt in a while.
Kang-jun's cock, which had briefly softened, sprang back to life. Hwa-young's eyes widened slightly in surprise. Then she looked at him again with the expression of someone wondering what to do next.
"Senior."
"Hmm…"
"Take off your clothes."
Now…!
With the look of someone who knew the time had come, Hwa-young moved slowly. She peeled off her top, then reached for her bottoms. The loose pants slid down, leaving only her panties. But she hesitated, too embarrassed to take them off, fumbling for a long moment.
"The panties too. Hurry."
Finally she slid her fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled the panties down. Something sticky clung to the center. She hadn't been touched directly, but her body was clearly turned on by the situation.
Hwa-young couldn't turn around on her own. Kang-jun grabbed her shoulders and spun her around so her back faced him.
Her large breasts, plump and beautifully shaped. Her toned abdomen and slim waist. Her long, shapely legs. No woman could match her figure—it was nearly perfect.
"Lie down."
Hwa-young slowly lay down. No pillow, no blanket—just on the mat spread on the floor.
"Kang-jun…"
The act of calling him by that name carried complex meaning. Kang-jun didn't fully understand all of it, but he knew her feelings clearly.
He slowly began at her feet, caressing his way up. Then he naturally spread her legs and entered between them.
Every time his hands and mouth touched her body, heat bloomed. Hwa-young moaned softly, her chest trembling at his tender ministrations.
He slowly worked his way up. When he reached her thighs, he didn't go straight for the center of pleasure. He skipped it briefly and moved toward her upper body.
Haa, haa. She breathed sweetly, looking at him with the will to endure everything. Kang-jun caressed her breasts. She quivered there. Especially at her nipples.
"Ahh."
There was no way a virgin who had never known a man could withstand Kang-jun's night skills. Especially since she seemed far more sensitive than ordinary women.
This is fun.
Kang-jun even sucked her armpits. No matter where he sucked, Hwa-young quickly melted. Her reactions were incredible. …She truly had no shortage of qualities for training.
A woman with maxed-out mental cultivation but an extremely sensitive body…
Purer in spirit than Hye-mi, yet hotter in flesh than Tsi-su. What a strange combination.
Kang-jun left his mark all over her body. He sucked her neck, then moved higher and stole her lips.
At first it wasn't easy. But the mouth that had just bitten and sucked his cock—how much more mysterious could it be?
Kang-jun's tongue soon broke through her resistance. They began a truly deep, lewd kiss. Their tongues and saliva mixed wildly. Slurp, schlorp. Teeth scraped against teeth, and he sucked her lips and the skin around her mouth. They kissed for a long while, thick and intimate, like lovers.
Kang-jun ended the kiss and moved higher still. He licked and sucked her nose, cheeks, eyes, and ears. He was determined to leave his scent all over her body.
…And finally, he reached the last gate.
"Senior. Lie on your stomach."
Hwa-young lay face down as Kang-jun instructed. Like a dog. Her well-shaped ass jutted out.
"Spread it."
"…Spread? What?"
"What do you mean. Spread it with your hands. Your pussy, Senior."
Pussy. Come on. Watch your language…
She thought it was too vulgar, but she kept her mouth shut and followed Kang-jun's words.
But something felt off. The position of lying face down, reaching both hands back to spread her ass cheeks wide apart… Even if she was ignorant about this stuff, it was way different from the basic knowledge she had.
"Spread your legs a little more. That's right. And put more force in your hands. Spread it wider."
Hwa-young was truly so embarrassed. Air brushed against her fully spread crotch. Pfft, pfft. Her aroused entrance quivered.
"Kang-jun, is, is this right…? It's a bit different from what I know…"
"You said it's your first time."
"Yes…"
"Then this is right. It hurts more if you do it lying on your back the first time. I want you to hurt less so I can feel at ease. …So just trust me."
His voice softened gently at the words "trust me."
Even consideration.
Hwa-young was embarrassed, but she put more force into her hands, spreading her ass cheeks wider. He said this was right.
"…Alright. Is this okay?"
Fuck, this looks incredible.
Kang-jun was about to explode. He had never imagined this scene would actually happen—Hwa-young lying face down like a dog, head buried in the floor, spreading her own crotch with her hands and begging him to fuck her. If the gods didn't give coupons for a view like this, they were real bastards.
Especially the curves as he went in and out were artistic—watching her body shake with each thrust would be a special pleasure. Of course, a good figure made doggy style better.
Her crotch was already wet, so penetration wouldn't be too difficult. Still, Kang-jun started by gently rubbing with his fingers first. It was like an appetizer.
"Hhh, ehh."
Her reaction was intense the moment his fingers touched. When he rubbed with his thumb, she immediately cried out. Especially the sight of her trembling to keep her ass cheeks spread was a special pleasure.
"Ahhhh, taa, hhhhh!"
She writhed and groaned like someone in agony.
This time he gathered his middle and ring fingers together, drilled gently in circles, and then pushed them deep inside.
- !
She had never felt a foreign object invade her like this before. She let go of her ass cheeks. At the same time, she clenched her ass hard. This was beyond what she could endure.
"K-Kang-junnnn!"
"Relax, Senior. If you don't do this, it'll hurt. You have to loosen up first."
Haa, hah. Hwa-young squeezed her eyes shut and gasped. Then she reached her arms back again and spread her ass cheeks. Her ass trembled as she tried to hold the position. Kang-jun smirked and rubbed the hole with his fingers again.
"Haa, ehh, ah, ehh, ah, hah, taa, taa, hhh, haa!"
Her body was just so sensitive that touching anywhere made her gasp and stomp her feet on the floor. Like a gesture of surrender.
He twisted, shook, and rubbed until the hole loosened slightly. The effect was decent.
Sweat poured down Hwa-young's body like rain. Hah, hah. She panted even harder than during sparring. Still, she tried her best to maintain the position. Good girl.
Kang-jun finally aligned his cock with her hole and gently rubbed it up and down. This time she cried out more urgently the moment it touched. She was a little scared.
"K-Kang-jun. But, will it, all, go in? It looked, pretty, big, earlier…"
"It all goes in."
"No, it's my first time. I, I don't think I can take it all. …What should I do?"
"No, it all goes in. Don't worry. Senior, you just have to trust me."
Huh, huh. Hwa-young breathed anxiously.
"Then, please, be gentle. I'm begging you, Kang-jun. It's my first time. It might hurt. So, please, be gentle…"
"Yes. Spread it wider."
"…Yes."
Hwa-young tensed hard and spread her pussy as wide as she could. Kang-jun gripped his cock and rubbed it all over her entrance. And she vaguely realized this was on a completely different level from before. It was hard, hot, and massive. It couldn't compare to two fingers.
"Kang-jun, be gentle…! Ah, aah!"
"Don't let go! Spread it! Hurry."
As it slid in slightly, Hwa-young truly felt a jolt. It felt like her breathing hole was being blocked. It was ten times, no, twenty times bigger than she had imagined.
Oh no, this is bad. She was so tense cold sweat poured down her face.
"Kaa, Kang-jun. Wait. I can't. It's too, too big! That thing. Ah, wait! Don't put it in, wait! Ah, Kang-junnnn!"
Even as she cried out in panic, she didn't let go of her hands spread wide. She knew it would hurt more if she did.
His cock slowly entered her. Hwa-young couldn't speak anymore—she grit her teeth and clenched her toes hard. Her feet kept slapping the floor as if surrendering.
Ahhhhhh!
That was how Hwa-young barely managed to swallow his cock all the way in. She couldn't believe that something so hot and massive had actually entered her.
It really… went in. Really…!
But strangely, she felt like she was going crazy. Her virgin body kept trying to squeeze the intruder out. All her senses went strange.
"Kang-junnnn…"
Hwa-young pounded her head on the floor in agony. Not from pain, but from the sensation spreading tinglingly through her entire body. Her body wanted to melt even more.
She had heard the first time could be very painful for some women, but that wasn't the case for her. She assumed it was because she was following Kang-jun's instructions.
"You can let go now."
Kang-jun's position was a bit uncomfortable. So he let her release her hands. It was enough since he was already inside. Her freed hands immediately grabbed the mat.
He slowly swayed his hips. Rather than fucking wildly from the start, it was better to ease into it and let her get used to it. Like not speaking right away when you first meet someone.
He swayed gently side to side for about a minute, then slowly, very slowly, began moving his hips forward and back.
"Ehh, ehh, ehh, ah, ehh, ttt, ttt, hhh."
Fuck, this is really incredible.
It was almost on par with Hana. Of course there were differences. Hana was hot and wet all the way inside, like she was melting, while this one was tight and elastic—her flesh changed shape with every thrust.
She tried to live her whole life as a virgin with this? …Fuck, she deserves punishment for the crime of being annoying.
Kang-jun started shaking harder. Hwa-young matched him, panting more heavily. Her two hanging breasts swayed in opposite circular motions with each thrust.
"Ahh, ehh, ehh, ah, ahh, haa."
Hwa-young let out sweet moans mixed with whimpers. They were quite lewd. Thwack, thwack—his pubic bone and her ass cheeks collided, making the sound of flesh slapping.
Squelch, squelch—sticky, strange sounds came from the junction. Kang-jun cursed and gripped her slim waist tightly. Firm muscle was hidden beneath soft flesh.
From then on, he started shaking more violently. Hwa-young couldn't hold on anymore—she threw her head back, reached out her arms, and pushed against his lower abdomen, begging him to stop.
"Kang-jun! G-gah! Kang! Kang-jun! Kang-jun! Wait! S-stop! Too hard! Be gentle! Ah, ahh, ahh! Kang! Kang-jun! That's enough!"
Hwa-young's face was now completely contorted, almost crying. She strained her crotch to try to stop him, but it was too late to halt his piston motion. There was plenty of lubrication, and her inner flesh had softened enough.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
Each collision of her ass cheeks sent ripples through her body. Realizing she couldn't stop him, Hwa-young tried to crawl away, trembling forward. But she was already in Kang-jun's grip—she couldn't escape him even a little. Even if she crawled, he followed, still buried deep inside.
Ahhhhhh!
This was beyond what a virgin who had just been fucked for the first time could endure. It felt like she was going to die. She had never imagined he'd fuck her this roughly from the start.
"Ahh, ahh, haa, hah, taa, taa, taa, ah, haa, haa."
There was nothing she could do. Speaking wouldn't help, and avoiding him wouldn't work either. …She could only spit out lewd moans with each collision. Her vision flashed white every time he pounded her.
It's coming.
Kang-jun was also starting to feel his climax and began his final spurt. He pulled back until the glans caught, then slammed it all the way in—cock hammering. It was a technique that would make most women unable to endure even one or two hits, forcing them to the brink of death. How many women had sacrificed themselves under his cock to hone this skill?
Naturally, Hwa-young, who had been a virgin just moments ago, was forced to endure consecutive climaxes that made her vision flash white. She couldn't even moan anymore. She just held her breath and grit her teeth. Sensation disappeared from her limbs. All her nerves concentrated in her crotch.
Thwack, thwack, thwack—the sticky sound of flesh slapping echoed through the mountain villa with each collision. Of course, right now both of them had all their focus on touch rather than hearing.
At the end, he shook like a madman and slammed it in one final time, erupting his cum deep inside her. Phhh. The moment he stopped, Hwa-young gasped for her blocked breath and had a slight convulsion. The sudden surge of climax hit her like consecutive waves.
Kang-jun maliciously drove his hips in one more time. Huh, huh. Each time, she flinched, threw her head back, and her body jerked.
After he finished, they stayed connected for a moment, breathing heavily. Kang-jun let go of his hands and pushed her forward with his hips. Hwa-young slid forward and collapsed face down, and his cock slipped out.
Cum dripped from her split crotch. Seeing her lying face down, gasping for breath, his appetite stirred again. When would he get a chance like this again? The refractory period vanished quickly.
Kang-jun raised his cock again. This time he turned her onto her back.
"K-Kang-jun…?"
She was already terrified seeing it spring back to life. Her frightened eyes looked at him. The afterglow of the climax that had pounded her breasts hadn't even faded yet.
"I told you. I'm rough."
The corners of Kang-jun's mouth curled up.
Hwa-young realized she had played with fire and it had spread into a blaze.