Spring Rain Fell
I woke with a suffocating heaviness weighing on my chest, struggling to draw in a proper breath.
"Haaah... haaa."
Faint gasps reached my ears, sounding almost like the sorrowful weeping of a ghost. The humid air drifting into my nose carried a thick, sultry sweetness.
"Nnngh!"
My morning grogginess evaporated in an instant. Clarity snapped back, dragging the hazy memories of last night along with it.
Right... Noona had practically been begging me.
I cracked my eyes open.
"Ah? Jeong... Jeongseo-ya!"
"Noona?"
The moment my vision cleared, my eyes locked directly with Yeo-eun Noona's. Her face hovered barely a handspan away.
It was still dawn. The room remained shrouded in gloom, likely because she had switched off the lights after I drifted to sleep. Even in the dimness, I could see that her flushed cheeks were burning red.
"Didn't you sleep?"
"Yeah... things kind of just ended up that way."
I quickly realized what had been suffocating me. My hand was clamped firmly between her pale, bare thighs. The skin was soft and yielding on the outside, yet packed with resilient, supple muscle underneath. A wet, viscous slickness coated the tips of my fingers. Paired with her feverish complexion and slightly unfocused gaze, the picture was unmistakable.
"Jeongseo-ya... Noona held back."
"Right. Good job."
"I held back until you woke up... but still."
My eyes darted around as I rapidly assessed the situation. Yeo-eun Noona was pressed right against me without a single stitch of clothing on. She exuded an intoxicating musk and a distinctly perilous atmosphere.
Rustle.
She released my trapped hand, only to clamber directly over my body. Trying her best not to crush me with her full weight, she parted her legs and straddled my hips.
"So... this is all Jeongseo's fault."
"Noona?"
I lifted my freed hand. The tip of my middle finger glistened with moisture.
"Noona can't do without you anymore anyway. Now that it's come to this, if it isn't you..."
"What are you even saying? Move over."
"I was doing just fine until now. I was perfectly fine living on my own."
Yeo-eun Noona rambled like a woman who had lost her mind. Then, reaching out, her hands began wandering hungrily across my skin.
"You like Noona, don't you?"
"Huh? Just get off me first."
"Answer me. You like Noona too, right?"
"Ugh."
I braced myself and shoved against her with everything I had. But no matter how much force I exerted, there was no overcoming her sheer physical advantage. She subdued my flailing limbs with effortless ease.
"Stay still!"
"Let go! I told you to get off!"
Snap! Pop!
The buttons of my pajama top tore loose and scattered across the sheets. It was a contest between my desperate struggles and her unrelenting restraint—and she won decisively. She yanked my pajama top all the way up.
"I'm sorry. Just a second... I'm so sorry, but just hold on."
Has she genuinely lost her mind?
Using the sleep shirt she had practically shredded off me, she bound my wrists tight. I was completely immobilized. She caught my tied wrists in one hand and hoisted them straight up, pinning me underneath her hips in a helpless surrender pose.
"What do you think you're doing right now?!"
"Haaah... so this is Jeongseo's belly button. It's so cute."
The plain white undershirt beneath my pajamas had bunched up to my chest, leaving my stomach bare. Yeo-eun Noona's eyes remained transfixed on my abdomen as she muttered deliriously.
"Noona. Noona!"
"Part of this is your fault too... Noona was so patient and waited so well, didn't she?"
There was no reasoning with her. Her free hand stroked gently across my stomach. Her palm was hot, yet surprisingly tender and deliberate.
"Ah... it's so soft. But... what is this hard thing?"
My rock-hard, fully erect cock was prodding relentlessly against her groin.
"You really do like Noona, don't you? That's why it ended up like this, isn't it?"
"It's just because it's morning!"
Yeo-eun Noona lifted her chin, her eyes locking onto mine. Her face was completely consumed by heat. Looking at the disheveled state she was in, it seemed she had spent the entire night touching herself while watching me sleep. It was almost beyond belief, but the evidence was staring me in the face.
"Liar. What does morning have to do with anything?"
"Men naturally get this way in the morning—"
"Pfft. Are you just embarrassed? That's adorable."
A broad smile stretched across her lips, as though she were utterly charmed and couldn't contain herself. She had clearly gotten the wrong idea.
"Like women waking up dripping with arousal?"
A morning erection was completely second nature for a healthy man—at least in my past life. But in this reversed world, it was women who overflowed with morning lubrication, and 'morning wood' was a slang term applied strictly to swollen clitorises.
"It's nothing like that! Stop this right now."
"Don't worry. Noona will take care of everything."
She seemed convinced that my rigid shaft was an honest reflection of my desires—that my body was primed and begging for it, and that my protests were mere bashful pretense. Armed with that reckless misunderstanding, Yeo-eun Noona grew even bolder.
Violent impulses and carnal desires flared up in tandem.
This was what happened when the strict disciplines that normally kept my inner urges in check were completely stripped away: the rhythmic breathing techniques the Monk had taught me, the quiet morning meditation paired with careful stretching, the structured daily routine I clung to, and the rigid obsession with order and cleanliness. Every single safeguard had broken down.
"Let me go!"
"Jeongseo-ya, relax. You'll hurt yourself."
Yeo-eun Noona caught both of my ankles in a vice-like grip. She shoved them upward with such force that my rear lifted clean off the mattress. My supple, lithe frame absorbed the awkward contortion without tearing, bringing my feet up level with my head. Yet no matter how strong my core was or how flexible I might be, resisting her while curled into a tight ball was impossible. She efficiently weighed down my legs using her own thighs.
"I warned you to stop."
Her fingers hooked into my waistband. Paying no heed to my words, she began peeling my bottoms down. There were ways I could break out of her hold if I truly wanted to. If she hadn't been my benefactor, I would have already resorted to far more drastic measures.
"Eep?! What on earth... what is this?!"
"Haah."
She finally ripped my pants away, taking my underwear along with them in one clean pull. I was left exposed to her gaze in a humiliating position, my hips, rear, and entire groin laid completely bare.
"Is this... Jeongseo's cock? Why is it so huge?!"
"It's always like that."
"No, this is absurd! It's way too big!"
Yeo-eun Noona's trembling hands moved slowly toward me. She cupped the rigid shaft with surprising delicacy, slowly lifting it upright. The base of the erection pressed firmly against my heavy, full testicles. Guided by her touch, my cock stood straight toward the ceiling as if erupting from the cleft of my buttocks.
"Haaah... it's magnificent. It's so big... This is Jeongseo's cock... *sniff, sniff*."
Her face leaned in close to the swollen tip. Her muttered ramblings sounded crazier by the second.
"It's gorgeous. Even your cock is so pretty, Jeongseo. Hngh... and you're completely hairless too... Finally. It's finally happening."
Doesn't she find any of this strange?
I had no pubic hair, an erection of monstrous proportions, and remarkably heavy balls to match. Against my petite frame, the sheer size of it looked even more overwhelming.
"Jeongseo-ya, Noona will just have a little taste. I'm sorry... just a little bit. Mmmph."
With only a slight touch of exaggeration, the glans—broad as a child's fist—gradually vanished into Yeo-eun Noona's mouth. She had a wide mouth to begin with, yet she had to stretch her lips to their absolute limit just to swallow the head.
"Guh... sluuuurp... mmmph!"
Struggling against her gag reflex, she steadily lowered her head, fighting to take more of the shaft deeper into her throat. Her hands gripped my hips tightly, every ounce of her concentration dedicated to the task. It made me wonder if sucking a cock really required that much profound focus.
Because of her distraction, however, the force pinning me down finally slackened. Looking up at her dripping pussy hovering directly over my head, I took a slow, measured breath.
"Noona. Sit up for a second."
"Mmm-mmph?"
"Are you really going to force this through sheer brute strength? Calm down."
Yeo-eun Noona showed zero intention of letting go. Meanwhile, an ache was beginning to bloom in my lower back. I certainly intended to sleep with her eventually, but not like this. I had to talk her down to satisfy my own desires and impulses properly; otherwise, something truly dangerous might break loose.
"Noona. It hurts."
Her eyes wavered. She had thrown herself at me in a feral haze, looking ready to ravish me by force, yet a single quiet complaint of pain shook her resolve. She didn't view me merely as a convenient tool to vent her lust.
"Noona, sit up first. You said you couldn't live without me. What are you going to do if you break me right now?"
Looking down at me with her cheeks bulging around my shaft, an expression of genuine guilt and worry washed over her face.
"We just woke up. Neither of us has even washed yet—what kind of mess is this? Doesn't it smell?"
"Pwah! N-no... it doesn't smell bad at all. It just smells wonderful."
"That's not what I mean. I haven't brushed my teeth or even wiped the crust from my eyes."
"It doesn't matter. You're still cute. You're still gorgeous."
She was finally listening. Now, if only she would get off me, that would be even better.
"Noona... it's my first time. Are you really going to take it like this?"
"Huh? Your first time? Your... your first time?!"
"Yeah. I told you, I lived up on the mountain with just the Monk until now."
A volatile mix of distress and overwhelming arousal warred across her features. Then, as if all the strength had been drained from her limbs, she slumped off my body and sat down on the mattress in a daze.
At long last, I had my freedom back.
"Jeongseo-ya... I'm sorry. Noona must have lost her mind for a moment."
Without a word, I held out my bound wrists. Yeo-eun Noona nervously eyed my expression as she hurried to untie the knots she had made with my pajama shirt. Admitting that it was hard on me had been the trigger that stopped her in her tracks. It proved that, on some level, she truly treasured me.
"Noona. You know you were in the wrong, right?"
"Yeah. I'm really sorry."
Once she finished freeing my hands, she dropped to her knees on the bed of her own accord. Standing up on the mattress, I looked down at her contrite figure. My sacred routine was already in shambles, and the dark, surging impulses inside me were still roiling violently under the surface.
I was going to take my retribution, of course—though I decided to go a little easy on her. After all, Yeo-eun Noona was still precious to me.
Smack!
"Ah! Huh?"
Smack!
"Hold your face steady."
With that in mind, I whipped her cheek with the heavy, rock-hard shaft of my cock.