Inscription #025: The Cleft Amid Resilient Thighs
Marking #025. The triangular mound, wrapped in thighs brimming with elasticity. At its center lay a straight, unyielding slit. From the gap between plump labia, hints of pink inner flesh peeked out sporadically. Praise spilled unbidden from Ga-on's lips.
"Beautiful."
"L-Liar."
"No. It's truly beautiful. The most exquisite pussy I've ever seen."
"……."
Yi Cho-rin turned her head slightly aside, averting her gaze at his firm denial of her doubts and the fresh wave of compliments. Confusion swirled in her eyes—should she accept this as praise, or was it just awkward flattery?
The moonlight, high in the night sky, cast a soft glow over the earth. Myriad stars adorned the surroundings. Fireflies illuminated the forest in scattered glimmers. All of it served merely as a backdrop to make Cho-rin shine. Each flicker of the fireflies resonated with her emerald hair and eyes, reflecting the light like a mystical echo. She embodied both sensuality and dreamlike allure, dazzling to the point of blindness.
Ga-on narrowed his eyes, drinking in the sight, then slowly extended his hand. As their palms touched, her head turned back toward him.
"Miss Yi Cho-rin. I understand the trembling. First times are always unfamiliar. No need to worry so much."
She felt the awkward tension ease from the warmth of his hand. Grateful, yet a stray thought crossed her mind, prompting a pout and a sharp retort.
"……And you, Mr. Ga-on? Seems like you've got plenty of experience. Even the leisure to comfort me."
Cho-rin knew it well. In this day and age, a 21-year-old man with experience wasn't a flaw. It just irked her to be led so one-sidedly by a younger guy. Plus, the nagging worry that he'd compare her to his past lovers.
Right. He's two years younger than me.
She'd forgotten amid his unwavering reliability, but Ga-on was younger. Realizing it now made her actions feel overly dramatic. Should she start acting like the mature older sister from here on? As she pondered, his voice followed.
"Seems you've misunderstood. This is my first time too."
"Liar."
"Not a lie. I'm a virgin."
"……Really?"
"Yes. Really."
Cho-rin couldn't believe it. Even if she lacked experience, she'd heard stories from friends. One friend dating a 20-year-old guy said his boyfriend was a virgin too. The first time they got naked, he'd lost all reason and pounced like a baby. So how was this possible? He was far too calm for a first-timer.
Is it because I'm not appealing enough?
Was the "beautiful" just empty words? Not exciting enough to arouse him? Her face darkened again. If so, she had no confidence to go through with it. She was even attempting sex now because handjobs hadn't made him cum. What if penetration failed too? The thought made her body stiffen.
Meanwhile, watching her, Ga-on guessed her thoughts and furrowed his brow.
Did I mess up?
VIRGIN wasn't a lie. His past life self aside, this body truly had no experience with women. A natural statement, yet it sparked misunderstanding. At this rate, they'd waste time forever. Ga-on tightened his grip on her hand, pulling her into his embrace. Lost in worry and defenseless, Cho-rin settled onto his thighs as if guided.
"Eek…! M-Mr. Ga-on?"
"No time for this. Miss Yi Cho-rin. Let's do it now."
"Ngh…! Uu… Please."
"I look forward to it too."
As she toppled forward, a sharp pain shot through her side, but she endured it calmly and looked down. Her resolve had paid off. Ga-on's cock now throbbed insistently beneath her pussy, pinned there. A soft, slick sensation pressed against the upper shaft. Lowering her head to match his gaze, Cho-rin rubbed her thighs together at the intimate contact, then met his eyes.
"Then, I'll begin."
"…Yes."
Confirming once more, Ga-on gripped her waist and lifted slightly. She tensed her thighs belatedly, but his physical prowess made it unnecessary. With arm strength alone, like lifting a feather, he hoisted her up. Aligning her with his cock—which sprang up like a compressed spring—he brought her pussy down.
"Mm…!"
"Mr. Ga-on. Gently… please."
"Just don't tense up too much. Breathe in slowly, then out."
Ga-on rubbed the glans softly against her labia, watching her chest rise and fall, then applied gentle pressure to push inside. Heart pounding, Cho-rin stiffened with a sharp "Eek!" as her inner walls clenched. Feeling it, Ga-on reached out, stroking her back soothingly.
"Slowly. Deep breaths."
"…Yes. Hoo— haaa—"
Whispering in her ear and caressing her body repeatedly, her tension gradually melted. The moment her tight pussy loosened, he seized it—thrusting his cock deep in one go.
Squelch—!
"Ah! W-Wait— aaahhhn!?"
The forbidden sanctuary, untouched by any foot, its pristine purity defiled. Ga-on groaned low at the walls clamping madly around his shaft, pulling her into a tight embrace. Convulsing from the pain of her walls forcibly stretched, Cho-rin snapped to awareness, pounding his back and chest with her palms, spilling resentful words.
"Uuugh! Too much. It hurts!"
"Sorry. But I thought this way was better."
"Not better! Not at all! You're mean, Mr. Ga-on."
"…That painful?"
"Of course! I'm not exaggerating!"
His repeated questions felt like doubt, so she cried out in injustice. Tears clinging to her eye corners trailed down her cheeks.
Will it work?
Even amid this, Ga-on couldn't suppress his curiosity. Could her ability regenerate the hymen too? It wasn't a true "membrane," but flesh tearing and bleeding. Would regeneration restore that flesh? Unsure, but she seemed in agony, so worth suggesting.
"Miss Yi Cho-rin. If it hurts too much, why not try healing?"
"Huh? He… healing?"
"Yes. The pain's from the wounded walls. Heal those, and it should be fine."
"Ah… right. I'll try."
Pain overwhelming all else, she only now comprehended, directing her hand to her lower abdomen. Mana bloomed at his whisper, seeping in. Her pussy changed. The walls, merely gripping tightly, began to relax. The rigid interior softened, and her face eased.
As he moved to grip her hips for motion, another change rippled through the walls.
This is…
Mid-shaft, where her hymen had been—the walls writhed, regenerating. Tailored to his cock, the flesh wrapped circularly around it, forming shape. His first time with a virgin, so he couldn't compare, but it resembled a hymen. No—it was one.
Staring blankly in awe, Cho-rin spoke.
"Like you said, the pain's gone. We can continue."
"Ah, really? Then I'll move."
How would it hold? Would this thin regenerated membrane tear again, causing pain, or accept him smoothly? Unclear. But they couldn't sit on this dirt forever. Gripping hip and waist, he slowly withdrew.
Schlick—
"Hng…."
As the cock, buried to the root, dragged out, scraping walls, she let out a low moan. Frowning, but laced with pleasure, not pain. Relieved, he pulled halfway—then the new membrane slid along, catching the glans ridge. A bit more force, and it stretched elastically, releasing him willingly. Pleasure surged naturally. Hips twitching at this bizarre sensation—unmatched even by his past life's experiences—Ga-on checked her face, withdrew until the glans teetered, then thrust back in.
Squish—
"Ahn!"
Her hot breath and moan escaped as the glans parted narrow walls. Savored, he pushed deeper; the membrane caressed again. Soft, chewy hole embracing shaft fully, granting deeper access.
This… incredible.
Like two sets of walls in one pussy. Differing textures stimulating doubly. Bodily thrill immense, but mental ecstasy peaked knowing this hymen molded to him. Regenerated around his inserted cock, perfectly sized. Seemingly fragile yet structurally firm, intensely chewy. No worry of tearing even at faster pace. Felt like she truly belonged to him. Shaking off base conquest urges, he met her eyes.
"I'll go a bit faster. Tell me if it hurts."
"……Yes."
Permission granted. Time to ravage this pristine hole, a first for him. Instinct overtaking reason—a rare occurrence—Ga-on snapped his hips fiercely.
Thrust! Thrust!
"Ang! Ahng!? W-Wait. Suddenly so faaaast…!"
"Hoo… Didn't you say it was fine?"
"Still— haang! Too, too fast. Geently… gently! Hiiing!"
Revoking permission after mere thrusts, despite allowing speed. Ga-on had no intent to stop. Scolding later be damned; now, he focused on devouring this uniquely addictive pussy.
"Ngh… Ahht! Haaaang—!"
"Huff! Huff!"
Gripping her pelvis, pistoning vigorously, he shifted hands to ass at discomfort. Full handfuls of bouncy cheeks, he shook her up and down rapidly, repeating insertions. No thoughts of healing lingered in their minds. Only lost in ravishing each other's flesh.