Always Like the First Time
Today the sky was a brilliant blue.
Not a single cloud in sight, yet from this wide-open rooftop I couldn't look up at that clear sky.
"Hey! Assistant Manager Kang! Are you even listening?!"
A sharp shout pierced my eardrums. I lifted my lowered head slightly and looked at the source of the yell.
Large, clear eyes glared at me.
Those eyes, the straight nose beneath them, and the small red lips below that were always attractive, but—
"You little shit! Are you ignoring me right now?"
The words that came out of them were anything but attractive.
"I'm sorry..."
I apologized and lowered my head.
"No, seriously, how am I supposed to report this to the department head?! If I say my subordinate messed up at a client meeting and caused a complaint, do you think he'll clap and be happy about it?"
I had nothing to say.
So I stood there in silence for dozens of minutes, listening to the scolding.
After some time, a sigh escaped her lips.
"Agh... Fine! I'll handle this myself, so just do your job properly today."
"Yes... I'm sorry."
As she headed toward the rooftop stairs, I bowed my head and apologized again to her back.
She glanced back at me and muttered quietly.
"You're ridiculously tall, yet you get this depressed just from a little scolding..."
"If you slack off again because you got scolded, you're dead!"
With that shout, she stormed down the stairs.
I pulled a cigarette from my suit pocket, put it in my mouth, and lit it with a lighter.
"If only she'd speak nicely, she'd be perfect..."
I muttered to myself as I exhaled smoke. Truthfully, she was an incredibly attractive woman.
Her flawless white skin, the blonde hair tied in a ponytail that carried a faint shampoo scent, and a glamorous figure that belied her petite frame.
While taking another drag and looking at the sky, I heard footsteps approaching from behind.
The owner of those footsteps smiled brightly when she saw me.
"Assistant Manager Kang Dae-geun! So this is where you were."
It was Kim Su-hee, the new recruit in our department. She stood about 170cm tall—quite tall for a woman—and for good reason: she was a yokai.
"Did Manager Ha Eun-ju scold you again?"
As she spoke and leaned against the railing beside me, a large snail shell-like tail on her tailbone came into view.
She was a Woorung Gaksi.
"Why does she scold you so much when you're not even that far apart in age?"
Indeed, Manager Ha Eun-ju was thirty—only two years older than me.
"Well... that's just how company life is. You know her personality, right? She wants everything perfect and precise. Even if it's slow, as long as it's accurate. But if it's slow and inaccurate, of course she'd get angry."
"Hmm... That makes sense. No wonder she became a manager at her age—she's really good at her job."
Manager Ha Eun-ju was exceptionally competent.
She was also flexible, handling work efficiently and thoroughly.
"If you worked like her, Kim, you'd be a manager in no time."
I chuckled and teased her.
Kim sighed and shook her head.
"I could never do that... I'll just do what I'm told diligently. Haha."
Honestly, Kim was also quite sharp at her work, so maybe it wasn't impossible.
"By the way, why did you come up here? To smoke? Want to borrow my lighter?"
I teased the non-smoker with a sly grin.
Kim panicked, shaking her whole body in denial.
"N-no! I don't smoke—Mommy!!!"
With a metallic clang, Kim screamed.
Her snail shell had struck the metal railing.
"Ahaha..."
I laughed lightly and headed down the stairs.
This was my daily life. Sometimes I got scolded, but we also joked and played around—my precious routine.
"Ah... Finally done!"
By the time I finished the backlog of work, it was already 10 PM. Everyone had gone home, leaving the office quiet with only me inside.
Outside, deep darkness had fallen, and only the lights from buildings where people were working overtime glowed.
Stepping out of the building, I looked around. The streets that bustled with people during the day were now quite pleasant.
The only people around were office workers stumbling about after heavy Friday night drinking.
I turned my steps toward the bustling district not far from the company building.
Restaurants and bars lined the streets—a place to relieve the fatigue of workers who had labored all week.
But I hadn't come here to drink.
I walked a few steps and stopped in front of a pork rib restaurant.
If I entered the alley beside this shop and walked a little further...
Another place to relieve my fatigue.
The yokai brothel street.
The neon signs of the shops lined up along the dark street were incredibly beautiful.
The buildings were stylish, and as government-approved establishments, they were clean.
At the entrance of the street, I straightened my clothes and adjusted my tie. This was my way of enjoying my leisure.
Reverently, neatly... leaving all playfulness behind and approaching seriously.
After finishing my adjustments, I held my work bag properly and walked inside.
Which shop should I visit today...
As I looked around while walking, one shop caught my eye.
"Always the First Night?"
I read the shop name written in neon on the signboard.
It was a shop I'd never seen before. Since I hadn't come this far into the street, I discovered this new shop in an instant.
Next to the shop name was a drawing of a ghost.
Oh... So this is a virgin ghost place... And the price is a bit cheaper than the others?
Thinking to myself, I pushed aside the curtain at the entrance and stepped inside.
A pretty virgin ghost in a white hanbok greeted me with a smile, floating slightly in the air behind the counter.
"Welcome! Virgin Ghost Brothel—Always the First Night!"
I approached the counter and spoke to the clerk.
"What kind of place is this?"
The clerk smiled and answered.
"Is this your first time here, sir?"
"Ah... yes."
"Then you'll need to purchase a talisman from the talisman shop across the street."
The clerk had somehow moved to the entrance and pulled back the curtain, pointing to a street stall across the way.
She continued explaining.
"Virgin ghosts are spiritual-type yokai. You can see them with your eyes, but unless you're a special person like a shaman or priest, you can't touch or hold them!
So you'll need to buy a talisman from the shop across the street that allows you to touch spiritual-type yokai!"
Oh... So that's the system. No wonder the price was cheaper—the talisman fee wasn't included.
So I went to the talisman shop across the street and bought one. The shaman selling them explained.
"The talisman's effect lasts about a month. During that period, you can hold any spiritual-type yokai. When the effect wears off, the writing on the talisman turns white."
With this, I could become a ghost hunter for a month.
Holding the talisman, I returned to the shop. The clerk opened a book and showed me photos of the girls.
There were traditional virgin ghosts in hanbok, as well as ones in casual clothes or revealing outfits.
As I browsed slowly, I noticed spots in one corner where photos had been torn out.
Come to think of it, photos were missing in several places...
"Excuse me... What are these spots where photos are missing?"
"Ah! Once a virgin ghost girl is embraced, her regrets are resolved and she ascends. Since ascended girls can no longer work here, we remove their photos.
In other words, the girl you spend time with today cannot be requested on your next visit!"
Ah~ Not having a regular girl is a bit disappointing, but on the other hand, it means I can embrace a new girl every time I come...
But in a world where humans and yokai live together, ascending means sacrificing their life, doesn't it...? Is it some kind of sacrificial spirit to please customers even at the cost of their life?
I pondered this for quite a while. Not about being unable to choose a girl, but whether this was the right thing to do.
But the clerk seemed to see right through me and smiled.
"Sir. These virgin ghosts were born as yokai because they couldn't experience intimacy with a man—that became their regret. If they had no regrets, they wouldn't have become virgin ghosts.
They are beings who shouldn't have been born in the first place, yet they came into existence because of that regret. How much must they have wanted it to develop such regret? I understand your feelings, but
They came here themselves because they want to resolve their regrets. Please, help resolve their regrets."
Perhaps many others had the same concerns, because the clerk spoke fluently. She seemed to have said these words many times.
Then suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.
"Excuse me, clerk?"
"Yes?"
"How long have you been working at this counter?"
"Ah..."
The clerk couldn't answer, looking flustered.
Seeing that, I made my decision.
"I'll choose you."
"What?!"
The clerk's face flushed bright red.
Truthfully, this virgin ghost girl I'd seen the moment I entered the shop had caught my eye the whole time.
Wearing a daring white hanbok that revealed only up to her underbust, her long black hair amplified the sensuality of her body, and her lifeless white skin made her red lips and dark, clear eyes stand out even more—she didn't even seem like a ghost.
She covered her cheeks with her hands and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Ah... Well, I'm still a virgin..."
"Isn't everyone here a virgin?"
The clerk, who had been blurting out anything in embarrassment, widened her eyes at my answer and her face flushed even more.
I chuckled at the sight.
"Sir... Why me..."
"Well... From the moment I first came in, I thought you were pretty."
After saying that, I felt a bit embarrassed myself.
People who worked the counter at yokai brothels were usually quite experienced, so if a virgin ghost wanted to ascend, she would probably want it the most.
"Then... It might take me a little time, but would you wait?"
Checking my phone, it was 10:40. Since tomorrow was a day off, I didn't really need to check the time, but
Instead of answering immediately, pausing a bit might make the girl less flustered.
"Yes, that's fine."
"Then please wait here for a moment."
I sat on the sofa in the back and waited.
The counter girl made a phone call somewhere, and someone came out from inside the shop.
With slightly sharp eyes, a ponytail tied back, wearing a sports bra that accentuated her figure and a long skirt that seemed modified from a hanbok—a somewhat rough-looking virgin ghost appeared.
The counter girl whispered something to her, and the rough girl exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh! You're finally ascending? Congratulations!"
The counter girl's face flushed again as she quickly covered the rough girl's mouth.
Then she was explaining various things to the rough girl at the counter.
Since there would be no counter clerk once she ascended, she was probably doing a handover.
After some time, the counter girl approached.
"Thank you for waiting. We're ready, so I'll guide you now."
I stood up from the sofa and followed her into the back of the shop.
The rough-looking girl now sitting at the counter in her place looked over and waved.
"Have fun! Hope I can ascend soon too."
The girl walking ahead of me bowed her head slightly in greeting.
We took the elevator inside. She pressed the button for the third floor.
From outside it looked like a three-story building—were there no rooms on the first and second floors...?
"You must have a lot of customers."
"Well, given the nature of our shop, many people who like virgins come here, so the first and second floors are almost empty at this hour."
She added with a slight smile.
"On the other hand, the bachelor ghost shops are popular with women who like virgins."
Ah... I see. I'm not particularly into virgins, but a woman's first time reactions are quite entertaining...
Lost in thought, we arrived at the third-floor room.
She took out a card key and opened the door.
Red lighting on the pure white bed shifted to blue, creating an even more sensual atmosphere.
While she showered, I smoked by the window in a robe.
There was a service to have her wash me, but for some reason I wanted to undress her from her hanbok on the bed, so I declined.
She came out of the shower.
Her hanbok was slightly damp from the steam, revealing her sensual figure even more.
Though she still looked embarrassed with slightly flushed cheeks, she didn't lose her gentle smile.
Having finished showering first, I stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray and moved from the window to the bed.
Leaning back against the pillow, I admired her figure for a moment.
Her ample breasts were partially covered by the white hanbok, but the underbust peeked out seductively, and because the fabric was wet, even her pink nipples were visible through it.
Her waist was too slender to support such a figure.
Looking down, I saw her beautifully curved hips extending from that slender waist.
Though she wore a long skirt, the damp hanbok clung to her, clearly showing her smooth thighs and the beautiful Y-shape between them.
As this visual information entered my brain, my lower body began outputting the results.
The shape of my member gradually rose beneath the robe, soon forming a large mountain.
Seeing this, the virgin ghost girl smiled and slowly approached.
Climbing onto the bed, she caressed my member over the robe.
Her hand movements weren't skilled, but that fact excited me even more.
"I practice regularly, but... is this okay...?"
There was anxiety in her voice.
"Yes... It's very good."
Her expression at my answer was a mix of accomplishment and embarrassment.
Then she untied the robe's sash and removed it.
My member, hidden beneath the robe, was finally revealed, and she took it in her hand, gently stroking it up and down.
She stared intently at my member.
"It's... really big... Bigger than what I use for practice..."
Her widened pupils honestly expressed her flustered emotions.
Honestly, I'd heard this line many times in school bathhouses or shower rooms during school trips with friends, so it didn't particularly move me anymore, but hearing it from yokai brothel girls always felt satisfying.
Her hand touching bare skin had no warmth, but that coolness provided a different kind of pleasure than usual.
"Then, excuse me... *slurp*"
"Ugh!"
My body trembled at the sudden moist sensation traveling up my body.
Looking down, she had taken my member in her mouth and was carefully pleasuring it.
Though a bit clumsy, the effort and freshness of a first-time virgin was incredibly arousing.
My lower body twitched and grew even harder in response to her efforts.
Whoa... This is... a new sensation... So this is what spiritual-type yokai feel like...
"*Slurp* Mm... *lick*..."
Only the sounds of her pleasuring filled the quiet room sensually.
Every time she moved her head, her soft, long hair brushed against my thighs, creating a strange ticklish sensation.
Ah, I can't hold back much longer...
I gently stroked her head and pulled her away from my groin.
Then I sat up, embraced her, and laid her down on the bed.
"Ah!"
As expected, she looked flustered. I wanted to see her cute expression.
I untied her hanbok sash and exposed her hidden body.
Her breasts, looking ready to burst, had cute pink nipples standing erect in the center.
Even when clothed it was like this, but... this was... incredibly bold.
I gently cupped her breast with my hand.
"Haa~"
She couldn't hold back the moan escaping her lips.
I brought my face to her chest and took her protruding nipple into my mouth.
"Aah! Haaang"
She covered her mouth with the back of her hand, slightly furrowing her brows as she moaned, and
I carefully licked the nipple in my mouth with my tongue.
Then with one hand, I pulled down her skirt.
Soon her smooth body was revealed.
Her clean, hairless groin stimulated my member.
Still holding her breast in my mouth, I moved my hand downward.
My fingertips felt her moist, wet entrance.
My fingers, wet with her fluids, slid smoothly inside.
"Huuu!"
The fact that I had become the first man to invade her body excited me even more, and I began moving my fingers slightly.
The wet sounds and her moans echoed through the room.
*Squish squish*
"Haa! Ahh!"
The hand that had been covering her mouth now gripped the bedsheets and pillow, and her moaning mouth was open, with a thin strand of saliva connecting her lips.
I stopped my dexterous hand and slid it under her legs to lift them.
Between her raised knees, I could see her face with an embarrassed expression.
And between her thighs, her pink, moist entrance came into view.
I pressed my body against her lower half. Then I brought my fully erect member to her entrance and slowly began parting her flesh.
"Ah...!"
She threw her head back, savoring the sensation of the first male body invading hers, and moaned.
Her insides also lacked warmth. But the wrinkled, moist sensation inside was enough to satisfy my member.
Her bold figure satisfied my sight, her sensual moans satisfied my hearing, and in response I began slowly moving my hips.
"Ah! Ahh!"
As I gradually increased the speed of my hips, her sounds grew more intense.
I too couldn't hold back the moans escaping my lips from the rising pleasure.
"Ah..."
"Aah... Hng!"
Our moans crossed like a conversation, mixed with her cautious request.
"A little... more... harder..."
She seemed to have adapted and wanted stronger stimulation.
To meet her expectations, I grabbed her legs with my arms, placed them on my shoulders, and began thrusting hard.
The cool friction I'd never felt before as my member went in and out of her narrow, wet hole was intense.
"Aah!"
When the sound of flesh slapping against flesh reached its peak of excitement, I pressed my body against hers and embraced her.
Then I lifted her up, and we sat facing each other.
Her breasts approached my face. In that position, she wrapped her arms around my neck while sitting on my thighs and began moving her hips.
"Ah...! Good..."
Her movements weren't based on any technique—they were purely movements seeking only my member.
I took her breast in front of me into my mouth. Then I slowly circled the erect nipple with my tongue.
"Aahh!!"
One of her arms that had been around my neck grabbed my head and pressed it against her chest.
I tightly embraced her with both arms. Then the loudest cry of the night burst from her mouth.
"Haaah!!"
Her head and hips arched back, her pupils dilating.
A sticky drop of saliva formed at the tip of her tongue protruding from her wide-open mouth.
"Ugh... Uuu"
Her body seemed to stiffen, but I could feel her upper body trembling slightly and her lower body, straddling my thighs, twitching and convulsing.
And with a warm sensation at my groin, her stiffened body slowly fell backward onto the bed.
At the same time, her entrance released my member with a pop.
"Aah!"
With her short cry, warm fluid gushed from her entrance.
Ooh, she reached her first climax. Her first orgasm from intimacy with a man... Her body is cool, but this part is warm?
Unlike her, who was trembling from climax, I hadn't ejaculated yet.
My member, which wanted to release its pleasurable fluid at any moment, was still standing erect.
She looked at me with unfocused eyes, as if she hadn't yet emerged from pleasure.
Then she placed both hands on the bed and struggled to lift her upper body, presenting her hips toward me.
Her professional spirit is impressive...
Her pure white hips awaited me.
My member waited to enter her and release its pleasurable product because of her.
In that prone position, she slightly turned her head to look at me and spoke.
"Please come in..."
A smile appeared on her partially visible face.
Is she enjoying this too?
I grabbed her white hips in front of me with both hands.
"Haaang!"
Could she feel even this simple touch?
I wanted to savor this reaction, but my member seemed to have reached its limit, so I couldn't.
I thrust my lower body toward the hips I was gripping.
*Squelch*
The sound of slowly pushing into her moist hole was more lewd than any other sound.
Soon the squelching sounds grew more intense, turning into the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
*Slap slap slap*
"Ahh! Ang! Uu!"
Every time I thrust, her long, soft hair on her back swayed, and the shampoo scent began to spread subtly.
With my sight, hearing, and now smell being stimulated, I felt a familiar sensation boiling up from below.
I tried to hold back, but having endured for so long, it was impossible.
I surrendered my body to that sensation and poured everything that had been boiling inside me into her body.
"Huuu!"
Feeling my life essence pouring out in pulses, she pressed her hips tightly against my groin, buried her face in the pillow, and twitched her waist.
Every time my penis pulsed and released, her whole body shuddered.
Whew...
The sensation of ejaculation traveling up my spine instantly relaxed my body, which had been stiff and tense from moving so much.
I pulled my member, still inside her, out and sat on the bed.
She too remained still with her hips raised and face buried in the pillow.
I sat quietly, admiring the white fluid of life flowing from between her legs.
Though I had ejaculated inside without hesitation, the truth is that humans and yokai can have children.
Depending on the type of yokai, some can bear children with humans, but
Since contraceptive and STD prevention medicine from the yokai world has been distributed to yokai brothels, internal ejaculation is permitted at yokai brothels.
After a while, we lay side by side on the bed resting.
After lying there for a few minutes, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
I turned my head and asked the virgin ghost girl lying beside me.
"Um... Weren't you supposed to ascend?"
"Ah! Actually, ascending takes a little time. On average, about four hours?"
She said this while placing her hand on my chest and embracing me, then continued.
"And... until I ascend... you can do as you like...?"
Until now, her face had worn the gentle smile of a clerk toward a customer, but now an impish smile graced her features.
My lower body responded to that smile by regaining its vigor and hardening again, and
I placed my hand on her breast, kneading it as I climbed on top of her.
How much time had passed? After that, four more times? Or five? Anyway, after ejaculating that many more times, I was starting to feel a bit tired.
She too seemed to have exhausted her stamina, lying gently on top of my body on the bed.
The shampoo scent tickled my nose right beneath it, and her heartbeat and mine resonated right in front of each other.
While I was enjoying that, light began emanating from her body.
"Ah!"
Noticing the light coming from her body, she sat up and knelt on the bed.
Startled, I also sat up and looked at her glowing body.
Her glowing body began to crumble and disappear starting from her legs.
She too seemed flustered by this sensation she'd never felt before, but soon smiled again and looked at me.
"Time's up. You may shower freely and leave the room.
Thank you for your patronage. This has been the Virgin Ghost Brothel Always the First Night. Goodbye."
Her smiling face, reciting what seemed like a manual given to virgin ghost girls, gradually faded.
Before long, she turned to particles of light and disappeared completely, and darkness returned to the room.
Before showering, I sat on the edge of the bed, put a cigarette in my mouth, and lit it.
I inhaled the smoke deeply, then exhaled slowly.
There was some sweat on my body, but it wasn't from exertion.
Whew....
Ah... This is...
I can't come here again...
The fresh reactions from a virgin's first experience are always thrilling, but the feeling afterward is very strange.
Not the refreshing feeling from ejaculation, but a different kind of refreshment—the satisfaction of having resolved a ghost's regret,
the grandeur of witnessing ascension firsthand, the emptiness of the woman I'd just been intimate with now gone forever.
All these emotions mixed together created a truly peculiar feeling.
A strange sensation I'd never felt in my life before...
It felt like post-nut clarity hitting several times over.
"Come again! Next time, make me ascend too!"
Receiving the greeting from the rough-looking virgin ghost sitting at the counter, I stepped out of the shop.
Outside, the darkness of early dawn still lingered, with only the neon signs of shops and the moon and stars shining.
I briefly looked up at the stars in the sky.
....
She must be somewhere up there...
Ah....
For a while, I won't be able to look at the sky.
