Raw Entry Inside Idol Han Yu-na
"But... I'm a virgin."
Han Yu-na fidgeted with her fingers.
"This is my first time with you, too. So we're in the same boat."
Han-seok swallowed a single pill of EX69.
"I'm telling you, I've really never done it."
Yu-na squirmed, too embarrassed to look at him while he undressed right in front of her.
"I guess I'll have to go first, then."
Han-seok unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans and underwear down in one motion.
Startled, Yu-na whipped her gaze away.
Han-seok nudged his pants aside and settled onto the sofa. As he stroked himself a few times while admiring the curve of her hips, his thick cock reared up toward the ceiling.
Yu-na's head turned back slowly. When her eyes landed on his cock, her pupils dilated.
"You've seriously never seen one? Not even in porn or anything?"
"...No."
If Jang Eun-ha had been standing nearby, she would have asked, Why? Aren't you curious?
"Sex isn't about making love or any of that, right?"
"That's true, but... can something that big even fit inside?"
"Get undressed first. It's awkward being the only one like this."
Yu-na bit her lower lip.
If this man helps me, I can climb to the top that much faster.
As if finally making up her mind, she pulled down her leggings. As the peach-colored fabric slid off, legs of milk-white skin emerged. She was wearing a thong, so her big, uplifted ass was on full display.
His cock twitched all on its own.
If you asked an AI to paint the body of the most obscenely seductive bitch imaginable, it would probably come up with Han Yu-na's. Any man with even a hint of premature ejaculation would have blown his load from the sight of her alone.
Han Yu-na stepped closer.
"C-can we do it like this? All I have to do is take it in, right?"
"Suit yourself."
She fidgeted, clearly at a loss for what to do next.
"Hold on."
Han-seok pulled something out of the pants he'd left beside him — a small bottle that looked like a perfume vial. Inside was a clear, viscous liquid.
"It's love gel. If I put this on, it'll slide in much easier."
When he pressed the pump, a generous dollop of gel landed right on his glans, emptying the bottle in one go.
Yu-na asked, "Was the love gel a gift too?"
"You're quick."
"I hear that a lot."
She was, in fact, remarkably oblivious.
At this point, one might suspect she'd come here with the whole thing planned in advance. Then again, every time she'd heard that compliment before, it had probably been sarcasm.
Han-seok kneaded the gel over his glans with his fingers, spreading it evenly. This was the love gel Jang Eun-ha had developed using his EX74-laced semen. It carried the properties of the gel and gave off a sweet strawberry scent, but in truth it was practically Han-seok's own ejaculate.
His cock glistened.
"Alright. My hands are off-limits from now on. Climb up and put it in yourself. And grab your phone."
"Why do I need my phone?"
"To time the five minutes."
"Oh."
This girl. Total airhead.
"And if I get any bad ideas, you can bash my head in with it. Or call the police."
"That's true."
Phone in one hand, Yu-na climbed up over Han-seok. Her silky-smooth skin brushed against the hard muscles of his thighs.
"It's really five minutes, right?"
"If you can't last five minutes in one go, we can split it into five rounds of one minute each."
"That won't happen."
She seemed determined to get it over with as quickly as possible, since she'd agreed to it anyway.
"Okay. I'll do it."
Han-seok nodded.
Yu-na leaned down over him, almost cradling herself against his chest. Her ample breasts pressed flat against his broad torso. She reached between her legs and wrapped her hand around his cock.
"Your hands are small."
Ignoring the joke, she guided his cock until his glans nudged aside her thong. Han Yu-na rested her face against his shoulder, so he couldn't see — but he could feel it. She rubbed the tip of his glans against her lower entrance.
"H-here... right?"
She seemed considerably tense.
"It's your body. You'd know better than me."
A moment later came the sensation of the tip of his glans fitting into a narrow hole.
It's going in.
I'm going to fuck Han Yu-na.
That Han Yu-na.
Blood surged into his lower body.
Yu-na parted her lips slowly and lowered her hips. His cock began sliding into her pussy, inch by inch.
"Ah. Ah. Ah."
"Does it hurt?"
"Y-yes..."
"But the gel makes it manageable, right?"
Yu-na nodded without a word. Lowering her hips little by little, she lifted the upper body she'd been leaning on him. Her thick cock was forcing its way inside, prying apart the narrow walls of her pussy.
"Take it all. Once it's all the way in, the five minutes start."
"Mmh."
Gravity and the love gel worked together, and his cock was sucked into Yu-na's body with surprising ease.
"Haa... haa... it's all in, right?"
Not entirely — but it was close enough to count.
Deep inside, her pussy clamped down tight around his cock.
Wow. This is a legendary pussy.
"Haa... haa..."
Han Yu-na tilted her head back, her mouth hanging open. She seemed overwhelmed by the cock filling her to the brim.
"Start the timer."
"Wait, wait. Something weird is— haaang."
The EX74 semen-derived love gel began reacting deep inside her pussy. Yu-na was feeling a sensation she'd never felt in her life. Instinctively, she lifted her hips, trying to pull the heavy cock lodged in her lower belly back out.
"If you pull out, we start over."
She couldn't let that happen. Yu-na forced her raised hips back down. The cock, which had nearly slipped free, slid deep inside again.
"Aaang!"
A lewd moan burst from Han Yu-na's lips of its own accord.
"Stay still. Press the timer."
She barely managed to tap the timer on the phone in her hand. The digits began to change.
"Ngh... aaaah, aaang."
Another wave of that blissful sensation washed over her. Her hips lifted on their own.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Huk!"
She forced her hips back down again. The thick cock was sucked back into her narrow hole. Her inner walls were gradually reshaping themselves around his cock.
"This isn't supposed to be sex."
"That's not— nngh... it's not..."
An unbearable pleasure came crashing in. Han Yu-na couldn't understand why her body was betraying her like this. She couldn't hold it any longer. Something felt like it was about to spill out of her.
She had to come.
"Aaaaah, aaang!"
In the end, she lifted her hips again. His cock was buried to the deepest part of her pussy. To pull it out completely, she would have to raise her hips while still cradled against him.
"Nngh... w-wait... huk... n-no... I can't..."
Yu-na clung to him desperately. The thick column of flesh slid slowly out of her pussy.
"Hnnghaaaaaang!"
His glans was still plugging her hole. Through the gap, her juices burst out in a spray. Eyes glazed over, Yu-na threw her head back and let out a moan.
"Ahh... aah, ang..."
Her hips convulsed. The pink flesh of her inner walls gripped and released his glans, caressing it over and over.
Han-seok stopped the timer in Yu-na's hand. Not even a full minute had passed.
"Aaang, no... aaah..."
Splat.
Another surge of pussy juice gushed out. Shame burned through her, and she tried to cover her pussy with one hand — but it was futile, far too late for that. Amid the torrent, the glans her inner flesh had been clinging to until the very last moment popped free with a wet pop.
Love juice trickled in a long stream from her gaping hole.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Spent, Yu-na collapsed into Han-seok's arms, breathing hard. He smelled good. Her waist and hips kept convulsing on their own, refusing to rest. Her eyelids grew heavy, her body exhausted. She blinked two, three times.
That was the last thing she remembered.
Han Yu-na opened her eyes on the bedroom bed. Beyond the window, it was late afternoon. She shot upright and flung back the covers. She was lying under the blanket with nothing on below.
"Oh no. No, no."
Only then did she remember the disgraceful state she'd been in. She'd promised to stay still for five minutes, and instead she'd writhed her hips obscenely and squirted all over him — not urine, but close enough to feel like it.
Han Yu-na, you crazy bitch. What did you DO?
Covering her lower half with the blanket, she shuffled out to the living room. There was no sign of anyone in the house. Lee Han-seok seemed to have left. The coffee table sat back in its original place. On top of it were the voice recorder, Yu-na's phone, and a single note.
[4 minutes left]
The timer on her phone was frozen at 04:09.
Yu-na sank onto the sofa. She'd never imagined her first experience with a man would happen like this. And yet... it hadn't been bad. No. It had been incredibly good. She took a breath. So refreshing. That suffocating tightness in her chest that had squeezed her with every breath for so long was simply gone. A pleasant sensation she'd never once felt before in her life.
I want to feel it again.
Han Yu-na caught herself feeling oddly relieved about the four minutes still remaining. Without realizing it, she twisted her body and pressed her thighs together. It was her first time, so her lower half felt tender and raw — but she was certain it would be fine soon enough. And then...
I could do better.
She stared blankly for a moment, then jolted in shock.
"What is wrong with me? What am I even thinking?"
Just then—
Ring.
Her phone chimed. A message from her father.
Yu-na's brow furrowed as she clenched the phone.
— Act exactly like you are right now. Don't let anything show. Act like nothing ever happened between us.
Han-seok's words surfaced in her mind. Her thumbs moved quickly.
Yu-na forced down the wave of nausea rising in her throat.
Ring.
A message from Lee Han-seok.
Han Yu-na's fingers flew across the screen. Where should we meet next time? Could it be tomorrow? I have time tomorrow. No other day works, but tomorrow I can. If my place is inconvenient, I could come to you instead. I'm sorry about... everything today.
She hesitated, then deleted the entire message. Too desperate.
After a moment's deliberation, she sent a short reply.
Chewing on her thumbnail, Han Yu-na stared at nothing but her phone screen. A moment later, the "1" disappeared. The corners of her mouth curled up, just slightly.