Self-Awareness (9)
Faced with Wi Ilcheong's enormous manhood right before her eyes, Dokgo Ryeong felt its size all over again.
"Whoa… was it always this big…?"
"I haven't had many opportunities to compare with others. But it is rather large, yes."
"Hwaaah…"
Holding his member, Dokgo Ryeong recalled every caressing technique she had watched Baekri Sohyeon and Eun Gwanyeong use.
"Ah… if it hurts, tell me, okay…?"
"Yes. I will."
"Ugh…"
Dokgo Ryeong gripped him and parted her lips.
Then she stuck out her tongue and carefully licked the tip of the slit with the very end of it.
Wi Ilcheong flinched.
"A-are you okay?"
"…Yes. It feels better than I expected."
"Heheh…"
Seeing Dokgo Ryeong flash that honest little smile at the praise, Wi Ilcheong's cock twitched again.
"P-please don't smile like that, Miss."
"Huh?"
"…Never mind. Please continue."
"Okay!"
Dokgo Ryeong began licking him carefully, just the way she had observed. First the rounded head, then scraping the ridge of the glans with the tip of her tongue, adjusting her technique with every twitch she felt in her hand.
Ah… he likes this…
Not much reaction here…
True to the talent even Eun Gwanyeong, Baekri Sohyeon, and Wi Ilcheong himself had acknowledged, Dokgo Ryeong grew familiar with the caresses at remarkable speed.
"Y-you like it here, right?"
"Ugh…!"
"Heheh…"
Every time she hit a spot that made him react, Dokgo Ryeong quickly understood why he had always tormented her so.
…So this is how it feels…
The sensation of the person she loved finding satisfaction because of her.
That alone made her lower dantian throb and grow wet, and she became keenly aware of it.
Dokgo Ryeong lifted her head and looked up at Wi Ilcheong.
"C-can I put it in my mouth?"
"Will you be all right?"
"Y-you like it when someone does this… don't you…"
"Ah. You peeked once before, didn't you."
"Th-that's… not…"
"Heh."
Wi Ilcheong stroked her cheek as he spoke.
"Will you do it for me?"
"…Yes."
Dokgo Ryeong swept her hair behind one ear with one hand, gripped him with the other, and lowered her head.
"Haahp…"
Wi Ilcheong's cock was so large it filled her mouth completely, yet Dokgo Ryeong diligently sucked him the way she had seen the others do.
"Ugh…! Miss Dokgo."
"Eh?"
"…Please don't try to speak with it in your mouth."
"Pwah… wh-why…?"
"Don't use your teeth. Th-that stings a little when they touch."
"Ah… I'm sorry…"
"You should ask the other two young ladies about this later. I've never sucked a cock myself, so I have no idea how to advise you."
"Hweh?!"
Dokgo Ryeong flustered, and Wi Ilcheong let out a soft snicker.
"You'll end up doing it together eventually anyway, won't you?"
"Haauu… e-even so…"
"We'll think about that slowly later."
"Ugh… okay…"
When Dokgo Ryeong took hold of him again and started to lower her head, his hand blocked her forehead.
"Don't… you want more?"
"I feel a bit guilty only receiving."
"Th-then…?"
"Let's do it like this."
"Kyaah!"
Wi Ilcheong seized her waist and turned her lower half toward himself.
"Would you spread your legs for me?"
"Ugh… okay…"
Dokgo Ryeong obediently parted her thighs, fully exposing her already slick, dripping sex.
"If Miss Dokgo continues to pleasure me, I will do the same for you."
"J-just not too much…"
"Why is that?"
"Weeell…"
Dokgo Ryeong buried her face against his thigh and mumbled.
"I-it feels too good… I don't think I'll be able to keep doing it for you…"
"…"
Wi Ilcheong's cock twitched hard once more.
"Miss Dokgo, you… haah… I will say no more."
"D-did I do something wrong?"
"Yes. Something quite serious."
"Ugh…"
When Dokgo Ryeong wilted, Wi Ilcheong stroked her hair and spoke gently.
"…No. Actually, you have done nothing wrong."
"Th-then…?"
"…I am the one at fault."
"Ah… no…"
"No. It is my fault."
His hand slid down, cupped her chin, and tilted her face up just enough for their eyes to meet.
"The things you say without realizing it… excite me far too much."
"Nyeh?!"
"You don't seem aware of it, but every single one of your actions makes it nearly impossible for me to hold back."
"Hweh… e-even if you say that…"
"Yes. There is nothing you can do about it. This is my failing."
When his hand pressed lightly on her head again, Dokgo Ryeong buried her face between his legs.
"Two weeks… is going to be truly difficult."
"Hweh…"
Dokgo Ryeong fidgeted, then carefully lifted her head to speak.
"I… I…"
Her fingers lightly tickled his thigh.
"I-it's okay… even if we do it now…"
"…You see? Things like this."
"Huh?"
"Regardless, I will endure for two weeks. For your sake, and for mine."
"Hnn…"
Wi Ilcheong's hand traveled down her back toward her lower half.
"So please… tempt me only in moderation."
"…Okay."
As his hand moved between her legs, Dokgo Ryeong spread them wider for him.
"I-I'll start again?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Haahp… chuuup…"
Dokgo Ryeong carefully worked her lips around his shaft, taking care not to let her teeth touch.
Feeling her resume the caresses, Wi Ilcheong's hand slipped between her thighs.
"Hnn…!"
The moment his fingers brushed her sex, Dokgo Ryeong clenched down on the surging pleasure and kept servicing him.
I-I'm not going to be the only one who feels good…
Burning with a strange competitive spirit, she began licking him with renewed care—but that resolve did not last long.
"Haauu… hnn…!"
Wi Ilcheong's fingers relentlessly and precisely targeted only the places that felt best.
"S-stop iit…"
Strength drained from her body; her whole frame trembled. After wave after wave of pleasure that nearly blacked her out, Dokgo Ryeong had already stopped caressing him and was clinging to his waist instead.
"Haauugh…! Th-there… nooo…!"
"You like it here, don't you?"
"Hwaaang!"
When his fingers slipped just a little into the cleft of her folds, her back arched like a drawn bow.
"Haauu…! Hnngh…!"
"You came again."
"Haah… hnngh… th-that's cheating…"
"What is?"
Dokgo Ryeong looked up at him with a sulky face.
"I… I want to make you feel good too… but you keep making only me feel good…"
"…"
Wi Ilcheong gritted his teeth once more.
I have to endure… endure… endure… do I?
Unaware of the storm raging inside him, Dokgo Ryeong pushed herself up and planted her hands on his shoulders.
Then she slowly shoved him onto his back.
Straddling his stomach, she declared:
"F-from now on, don't move… I'm going to make you feel good…"
"Miss… that…"
"Don't talk either!"
"…"
Dokgo Ryeong clapped one hand over his mouth and set the other on his thigh.
"Y-you liked this before, right…"
She trapped his cock between her thighs and pressed down on it.
"I-I'm going to move…"
Exactly as she had done last time, Dokgo Ryeong pressed his manhood against her sex and began to rock her hips little by little.
"Hnn…!"
The wet, squelching friction of her juices against his shaft filled the room.
It feels… even bigger than last time…
Feeling the scorching heat of Wi Ilcheong's cock against her folds, Dokgo Ryeong's mind went hazy.
That… in… there…
As she moved her hips in small motions, every time the tip brushed her plump outer lips she wrestled with the thought.
J-just a little… like an accident…
Her hips lifted bit by bit.
J-just the tip…
When she raised herself, his cock naturally rose with her.
If I put in just a tiny bit…
The head of his cock caught against her entrance.
The instant she began to lower her hips—
"Miss."
"Y-yehhet?!"
"…I told you not to tempt me."
"B-but…"
Dokgo Ryeong rubbed her wet folds against the rigid length standing between her thighs and whispered,
"T-two weeks from now…?"
"Yes. The day the full moon rises."
"C-can I just put the tip in… a little…?"
She begged him with moist, pleading eyes.
"J-just the very end… lightly…"
"…Miss."
Wi Ilcheong felt as if he were going mad.
If he simply lifted his hips a fraction, he could bury himself inside her.
And with her begging him to put it in, he realized that not even a shred of patience remained in his heart.
"J-just a little… hnn…!"
Dokgo Ryeong slowly lowered her hips as she spoke.
His glans caught at her entrance and bounced off.
"Ah…"
She lifted herself again, trying to guide him back between her legs—
"Miss."
"Hyaah…!"
Wi Ilcheong caught her hands and pulled.
Her body pitched forward naturally; Dokgo Ryeong fretted that he might hear how hard her heart was pounding.
"Miss Dokgo."
"Y-yes!"
"I apologize."
"Huh?"
He pulled her into a tight embrace and spoke against her hair.
"I truly want to put it in as well. Honestly, my patience is gone."
"Th-then…"
"But!"
He cut her off.
"…I am truly clenching my teeth and holding back for your sake."
"Hnn…!"
Hearing those words, Dokgo Ryeong's heart hammered wildly.
Her lower dantian throbbed again, practically screaming for her to take him inside right now.
At the same time, the raw sincerity dripping from every word made her hesitate.
"B-but… I really… want to…"
"…"
"I… I want you to do it… like you do with the others…"
"Two weeks from now."
"Ah… or else!"
Her face burning so hot her thoughts had gone fuzzy, Dokgo Ryeong blurted out whatever came to mind.
"D-do it from behind!"
"…Pardon?"
"I-if my virginity is important… then do it from the back at least…"
"…"
"You… you did it with Eun Gwanyeong that way too…"
"Miss…"
"Me too!"
Dokgo Ryeong clenched her fists tightly.
"I… I want to make you feel good too…"
"…"
Hearing her pleading, Wi Ilcheong could no longer hold back.
"Those were your words, Miss."
"Y-yehhet…"
His hand moved to her backside.
He rested a finger against her rear entrance and said,
"You said you would do it here."
"I… I know…"
"Are you truly all right with this? It may be difficult if it is your first time."
"I… I can do it!"
"…"
Having confirmed her will, Wi Ilcheong sat up.
"Miss."
"Y… yes!"
"Would you get on your hands and knees and raise your hips for me?"
"Haauu… o-okay…"
Dokgo Ryeong hugged a pillow, buried her face in it, and lifted her rear.
"Ugh…"
She had said it out of competitive pride, not wanting to fall behind the two women who had already been with him—but now that the moment had arrived, a flicker of regret crept in.
This is so embarrassing…
In a posture that left every private place completely exposed, she couldn't even see his expression.
Above all, showing him the filthiest part of her body filled Dokgo Ryeong with extreme shame.
Then Wi Ilcheong's hand gently stroked her backside as he spoke.
"Miss Dokgo."
"Y… yehhet!"
"Would you spread your entrance open with your hands?"
"Hweh?! Wh-why…?"
"If I simply push in, an… unpleasant situation could occur. I intend to raise the Samadhi True Fire and cleanse the interior."
"Haauu…"
Dokgo Ryeong hesitated, then finally gripped her own cheeks with both hands and spread them.
The moment she felt his fingertip touch her rear entrance, she tensed and her hips clenched tight.
"Hnn… b-be gentle…"
"Yes. Do not reject my inner energy, Miss."
"…Okay."
Warm energy flowed from the tip of Wi Ilcheong's finger into her body.
A short while later he said,
"…It is finished."
"Okay…"
"Would you try to relax your hips?"
"Th… ugh… okay."
His finger waited just outside her entrance.
Dokgo Ryeong tried again and again to release the tension, but it was not easy.
The nervousness of having someone see her most private place, combined with the constant image of his enormous cock flashing through her mind, made her body lock up on its own.
At last she spoke in a tiny voice.
"I… I'm sorry… I… can't do it well…"
"Take your time…"
"C-can you hold my hand?"
"Pardon?"
Dokgo Ryeong stretched one hand back toward him.
"H-hold my hand… please…"
"…"
When Wi Ilcheong carefully reached out, her fingers tangled with his.
"Like last time… hold me…"
"How do you mean?"
"Interlocking… fingers is better…"
"…"
"Th-that way I feel safer…"
Wi Ilcheong slid his fingers between hers and laced them tightly.
"Like this?"
"…Yes."
Clutching his hand hard, Dokgo Ryeong took slow, deep breaths to ease the tension from her body.
"Haah… hoo… haah…"
And before long—
"Hnn…!"
She felt Wi Ilcheong's finger slowly enter her.