Passion Over Gwangalli Bridge
As soon as we got out of the car, she hooked her arm through mine and pressed her body close. We picked up the key at the front desk and headed up to the room. Last time, she'd been ducking her head, avoiding prying eyes, but this time—maybe because it was round two, or just the confidence of her age—she strode down the hallway without a hint of embarrassment. I still felt a bit awkward.
"Wow, it's so pretty. It's way different seeing it from up close like this, not just driving by."
"You like it?"
"Yeah. The vibe in this room is amazing. I wish I could live somewhere like this."
Ara let out a gasp of delight at the night view of Gwangalli Bridge visible through the window. No wonder—it was beautiful even from Gwangalli Beach or Centum City, but having the bridge's lights spread out right in front of us made it breathtaking. I slipped my arms around her from behind. She took my hands and guided them to the swell of her breasts. I caressed them gently over her bra, then cupped them lightly with both hands, watching her reactions. She leaned her head back against my arm.
"Haah~"
My cock stiffened like a steel rod, poking into the cleft of her ass. She pushed back hard, as if savoring the sensation. My hands slid down from her breasts to her stomach, then to her thighs, slowly hiking up her skirt. When my fingers touched the soft bare skin of her thighs, my cock throbbed even harder, thrusting against her ass. With her skirt bunched up, I slipped my hand forward into her panties. I felt the coarse yet soft thatch of her pubic hair. Stimulated by my touch, she started wriggling her hips.
"Haang~ Oppa~"
She shoved her ass back with more force. My cock was so rigid now it almost hurt. She reached back, unbuckled my belt, and fished my cock out of my panties. Her hand felt scorching hot. I pushed my panties down with one hand while rolling hers down with the other. We kicked off our tangled underwear at the same time and finally stood naked. My raging hard-on bobbed, seeking the hole it craved. Frustrated, she snaked her arm between her legs, grasped my hot cock, and rubbed it against her slick valley. Her pussy was already drenched and slippery. She twisted her head back, searching for my lips. I met hers, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth, swirling it around while one hand gripped her waist and the other undid the buttons of her shirt.
I bent her over the sofa facing the sea view. She braced herself on it, arching her ass high, waiting for my cock. I grabbed her firm cheeks, aimed my shaft at her pussy's entrance, and slowly pushed inside. Ara's pussy felt like molten lava, hot and gripping. As my cock slid in, her depths sucked at it greedily. Ignoring that pull, I eased in inch by inch. Finally, her ass pressed flush against my hips, my cock buried to the hilt in her pussy. I gave a slight thrust forward.
"Ahk! Ah~ Hnng!"
It was just a subtle prod, but her moan was anything but. She gripped the sofa back so hard I worried she'd tear the leather, her legs splayed wide to feel every bit of it. Her body trembled as she thrust her ass back even higher.
"Oppa~ More~ A bit~ Harder~"
Ignoring her plea, I pulled my hips back, withdrawing my cock. It sprang up with a twang. I gripped the glistening shaft and teased her entrance again, rubbing slowly.
"Haang~ Oppa, put it in~"
She hiked her ass up desperately. Sweat beaded on her taut cheeks, making them gleam. I kneaded one cheek while rubbing my cock against her slit with my other hand. The moment it aligned perfectly, I slammed my hips forward, burying myself to the end.
"Aaaah! Oppa~ Oppa~ I'm dying~ Haaak!"
A shrill cry of pain and ecstasy burst from her lips. Moments later, her whole body shuddered, her ass still raised as she collapsed. To keep my cock from slipping out, I grabbed her waist and draped myself over her back. Her skin was soaked with sweat. I pressed my lips to the nape of her neck, licking it with my tongue. Inside her pussy, hot juices surged, her inner walls rippling and clenching endlessly around my cock.
"Haah~"
Ara let out a long breath.
"Oppa~ I love you."
Even as she said it, she turned her head to find my lips. Her eyes glistened with tears.
"Oppa~ I love you."
"Yeah. I love you too, Ara."
"Is sex always supposed to feel like this?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know. I can't think straight. It hurts but my body feels like it's floating away. Anyway, I don't get it. Everything just goes white."
"That's just the good feeling, right?"
"Yeah. It's good. I've never felt this good before."
"Then we're good. Did it hurt?"
"It stung a little when you thrust in deep, but the thrill was way better."
"Let's move to the bed now. Our little one might catch a cold."
I scooped her up and carried her to the bed. She wouldn't feel the chill yet from the afterglow, but no need to linger outside soaked in sweat. I leaned back against the headboard, wrapping an arm around her and cupping her breast.
"Oppa. Aren't my boobs kinda small?"
"Nah."
"They are. Even I think so. Everything else looks fine to me."
"Guess I'll have to work hard to make them grow then."
"How?"
"If I massage and suck them a lot, they'll get bigger."
"Pfft~ As if."
"It's true. From now on, whenever I get the chance, I'll rub and suck them like crazy. Give it a year—you'll be double the size."
"Pfft~ You're just saying that 'cause you wanna grope them."
"Hey, it's my girl's tits—why worry? You said they're small, so I'm just committing to the grind."
"Anyway, don't tease me about them being small. Got it?"
"They're perfect this size. Not too small, not ridiculously big. Fits right in my hand."
"But don't guys dream of big boobs?"
"Not my type. Though there's one reason big tits are nice."
"What?"
"Titty-fucking."
"That guy?"
"Playing dumb? Such a prude."
"Heh~ Oppa, you're sneakily pervy."
"Speaking of which, time to feed our little guy some milk?"
I lowered my head, taking her peach-like breast into my mouth and swirling my tongue around her nipple. Her body started writhing as she reached down to grasp my cock.
"Haang~"
She had such a sensitive body. Only our second time, and everywhere I touched, she reacted instantly, her fine hairs standing on end, begging for more. After another round of passionate sex, she collapsed into my arms, murmuring "I love you" over and over while hugging my waist so tight it hurt.
"I wanna do it again tomorrow."
"Do what?"
"Sex."
"Aigoo, how'd you survive without it till now?"
"I didn't know it felt this good back then."
"Anyway, tomorrow won't work."
"Why?"
"Gotta head to Seoul."
"Oh? When you coming back?"
"Maybe tomorrow if it's quick, but could take two or three days. Won't know till I go."
"Hing~ What if I miss you?"
"If you can't handle that, what'll you do later? During election season, we might go months without seeing each other."
"Still."
"Anyway, let's wash up and go. Your mom's probably worried."
"Already?"
"It's late, girl. Almost 11."
"Really? Time flew."
As she asked, we left the hotel, drove to Haeundae, went up to Gwangalli Bridge, then down via Hwangnyeong Tunnel toward her house. When I pulled up in front, she smashed her lips against mine, whispered "Oppa, I love you," and skipped inside, her skirt fluttering. Her youthful 20s vibe made me smile at her retreating figure.