Beg for It
“H-hey… wanna do it?”
Her soft pink-painted nail hooked into her panties like a claw. The secret lid of Pandora’s box peeled back. The moment her downy pubic hair and tightly sealed lips came fully into view—
Kim Seoa, spreading her legs and fishing her own panties out of the way with her own hands. I’d never seen anything this filthy even in my dreams. This was the curtain rising on a raw, green youth-sex that even porn couldn’t recreate. Careful, amateur body language—nothing like the dense, practiced heat of actresses.
My lower half throbbed and strained. My cock stood rigid, screaming to be put inside her.
Seoa’s crotch was soaked through even though I’d just wiped the oil away. She must have come a few times during those convulsions earlier. I thought of the squirting I’d only ever seen in porn. That had been the first time I learned a woman’s pussy could gush like that.
One second. Two. Three.
I realized I’d been staring at her crotch for a long time after she’d spoken.
“W-what? Why aren’t you saying anything… This is embarrassing.”
Honestly, her face was even hotter than the soaked crotch. She’d turned her head the other way, covering her mouth with the back of her hand like she was mortified. The fact that her lower half was completely exposed made her so dizzy she squeezed her eyes shut. For her, that had taken real courage.
I spoke in a dry, low voice.
“Hey.”
“Huh?”
“You know how fucking hot you look right now?”
“Aang… Don’t say stuff like that.”
She said it, but a hazy little smile curved her lips—the smile of a winner who was thinking, I knew it.
I dumped cold water on that face in one breath.
“But sorry. I don’t like you.”
“..?”
I yanked the towel out from under her ass and started cleaning up around us. Seoa pulled her spread legs back together with a blank look on her face.
“Who said I liked you?”
“…”
“You must’ve heard some weird rumor. If that’s why you want to sleep with me, I’m out. How do I know you won’t hold it over me later and ask for something?”
“…Hey… Are you—are you impotent? I’m like this right now and that’s what you say?”
I gave her that familiar little snort of a smile.
“If you want me, then beg.”
“…Huh?”
“If you want it, say so. Drop the excuses about me.”
I locked eyes with her for a second like I meant to devour her. Caught between lust and pride, she was no different from a mouse that had wandered into a snake’s mouth. The venom called pleasure was already seeping through her body; leave her alone and she’d turn into a desperate piece of meat all by herself.
Soft skin. Tender flesh. Needy moans.
Since high school—ten years. I’d waited ten years for this moment. I figured I’d earned the right to see her face when she begged.
Back then I’d hung around with the guys in class, mixed in when they talked to the girls. Of course I was the tagalong of the popular crowd. Stories about who was dating whom, who was flirting with whom—that was a distant world.
Among the guys I ran with, Kim Seoa was a constant topic. What she was wearing, whether she’d come with her hair down or in a messy bun—that was the day’s gossip. And it wasn’t just us. Probably every boy in school had held her in his heart at least once.
One time her friends and our group ended up hanging out together. Seoa, sitting there all cool, asked the guy standing right behind her—me—for a shoulder massage, and I kneaded her shoulders with a willing heart. I was so nervous. I shook worse than I had at my first part-time job interview.
After that one massage, she started asking whenever she got the chance. Maybe deep down I’d been hoping for some kind of reward. What I got was nothing—not even a thank-you. Like it was only natural. Like a servant massaging his master. If she’d at least given me her number, maybe. I probably would’ve felt like I was flying, thinking I’d finally been paid back for everything. But I only learned her number years later at a class reunion. And the hollow feeling when I realized even that number was for sales work—
Seoa met my cold tone for a moment, then covered herself with the blanket.
Did I go too far?
But I had zero intention of taking it back.
Too far, my ass. She should think about what she’s done to me all this time.
Right after that I headed for the bathroom without a word.
I stripped and washed the oil off my hands. The image of Seoa still lying on the bed with her legs open kept flickering behind my eyes. My lower half was still standing rigid.
I was washing my hands when the bathroom door suddenly burst open.
“Junhyun…”
I looked at her without answering.
Seoa wasn’t even wrapped in a towel. She’d taken off those cute little Pikachu panties too.
As if she were offering herself as a gift, she came into the bathroom naked, head bowed. Then she dropped to her knees and fumbled my pants down.
It all happened in a short span of time. She’d clearly opened that door on purpose.
At first I was so startled I almost said something—then her soft hand touched my stiff cock, and all I could do was wonder what would happen next.
She started by stroking the skin of my shaft up and down with her hand. Her eyes were fixed entirely on my face, watching my reaction. I ran my tongue once around my dry lips and wet them.
“You’re… really big…”
With those words, Seoa’s lips parted and her soft pink tongue slid out. Like she was tasting candy, she set the tip of her tongue against the head and began to lick gently.
“Kh—”
First time. A woman’s tongue on my cock.
The feeling was strange. Similar to the first time I’d pushed into Jin Ayoung, and completely different at the same time. That ironic pleasure flooded my whole body and twisted my hips in an unnatural way. Seoa was just as awkward. She didn’t seem to have much experience with her mouth; she put the head in clumsily and rolled her tongue like she was kissing it, then licked from the shaft all the way down to the root with soft little strokes. I set my hand on my burning thigh.
That Kim Seoa was sucking my dick right now. The same Kim Seoa who’d treated me like a total sucker!
She licked around the outside for a while, then took the head into her mouth and swallowed down to the shaft. Whether my cock was too big or her mouth was too small, she only got about halfway in—and still a wave of ecstasy rolled in like the tide.
So this was a blowjob.
It was completely different from what I’d seen in porn. The awkwardness of a bathroom. The wrongness between friends. But a situation that wasn’t unpleasant, and an atmosphere burning hot. My hands wandered, not knowing where to put themselves. Seoa, for her part, still had some composure. She moved her head back and forth, carefully working from the head down the shaft. Sometimes the edge of her teeth brushed me; the head bumped the roof of her mouth and the back of her throat at just the right moments, giving me a three-dimensional sensation completely different from being inside her.
What really drove me wild, more than anything, was Seoa’s face—those big eyes looking up at me, tears pricking at the corners.
Her face, smeared with shame, had gone bright red. I took hold of her head. I pushed five rough fingers through her hair and demanded more.
Seoa pushed my cock into her throat hard enough to make choking sounds. After a few strokes she couldn’t take it and pulled off. When the cock left her lips, a thick string of spit that had pooled in her mouth spilled out.
She looked up at me like she was pleading, still wrapping her hand around my wet cock. Ready to move however I asked.
I crushed down the chest that was so hot I could barely control it and jerked my chin toward the wall.
“Grab the wall and stand up.”
“We’re doing it here?”
“Yeah.”
Seoa hesitated a moment, then straightened from her knees. She stood facing the wall with her legs slightly apart, just like I’d said. She turned her head toward me and spoke like she was begging.
“Be gentle…”
My brain felt like it was melting. My eyes flicked back and forth between her face turned to the side and her ass. A cute, tiny little ass. Soft skin, not a wide pelvis. I stepped as close to her as I could.
My chest swelled until it hurt. Before, Jin Ayoung had put me inside herself—but this was different. I gripped the base of my cock and aimed it like a gun. If I searched calmly I’d find it. I stirred the head around like a probe, looking for the soft, yielding flesh.
“Hht!”
The insides of her thighs, already hypersensitive, trembled hard every time my head brushed past.
I held onto my shaking chest and pushed my rigid cock between her thighs. I didn’t push into the hole; I started scraping the wet part with the upper side of my shaft. I wasn’t even inside and already the strange fluids mixed and made wet, squelching sounds.
“Hnn… Feels good…”
I gripped Seoa’s smooth legs as much as I wanted and did it between her thighs. The spring of her thighs squeezed me from both sides; above, soft hair brushed past me along with that embarrassed little voice begging to be filled.
Seoa braced her forearms against the wall and rested her burning forehead on them. A voice melting with pleasure slipped out between her lips.
I reached both arms around her in a back hug and grabbed her breasts hard.
“Kyaahng…”
“Feel good?”
“Yeah… So good.”
The feel of her breasts was indescribably good. No wonder she’d kept them so tightly wrapped all this time. I rubbed her nipples without mercy and never stopped moving my hips.
After I’d been grinding that soft flesh for a while, Seoa twisted her waist and looked back at me. Her face came so close that hot breath touched my nose. Sweet saliva must have been pooling in her mouth; a sugary scent rose from it. Those lips came close enough that they looked ready to claim mine any second.
“J-Junhyun… Ah… Can’t you put it in now?”
“Is that you begging?”
“Mm… Please… Please put it in.”
“Stick out your tongue.”
She gave me a sulky look like she resented me, then lifted her chin and stuck out her tongue. I fought down the urge to swallow that tongue whole and shoved my fingers into Seoa’s mouth instead. It was automatic now. Shame had already turned into pleasure; to show her loyalty she sucked the fingers in her mouth as hard as if they were a cock. The feel of her tongue wrapping around them was insanely soft.
I swallowed hard and took the base with my other hand. I slid the head down along the hair and set it against the entrance of the hole.
“Hnnngh…”
She moaned around my fingers.
Squelch—
The already wet hole took my swollen cock straight in. Like riding a slide, the cock that had started entering found its place and pushed all the way to the root.
“Ah..!”
Her mouth fell open and she lost my fingers. I brought those same fingers down and pressed them into the wet flesh of her inner thigh against my cock. The last little pink spot that had been coiled there popped with a soft tok.
“Kyaahng!”
Seoa lifted her hands and hooked them over my shoulders. She kept looking at my lips, begging with her eyes for a kiss.
“Hnn… You’re so good…”
At those words the cock buried inside her clenched tight. When I tried to pull out and push back in, the inner walls of her pussy clung so snugly they tried to come with me.
Holy shit, the texture is insane.
This was the moment I tasted a detailed pleasure I hadn’t been able to feel in my first time.
Sex felt this good. The first time I’d thought I owned the whole world—and on the second I was already hitting a new one. How many more sensations were still waiting that I hadn’t even tried?
It felt like lubricant being poured over a life that had been as dry and mealy as an overbaked sweet potato.
I slowly pulled my cock out, savoring the feel inside her, drew it back until just the head remained, then slammed hard into the depths like I was striking her.
“Aheung!”
Seoa threw her upper body back and cupped my face with her soft hands.
“If you want to cum, you have to say so.”