She Squirts!!! A-young Squirts Just Like Auntie Min-jung, Everyone!!! [Deflowering Virgin Park A-young][2]
"Hhaaaahhhnnn!!"
Park A-young let out a moan of pure shock, completely blindsided by Geum Tae-yang's grip on her pussy.
It was understandable. The predatory look in his eyes and that shameless mouth of his were things she had long grown used to. The two of them had always bickered and sparred like that. But Geum Tae-yang was a man who cherished Park A-young far beyond anything anyone could imagine — especially when it came to touching her body. His hands had always been almost excessively careful. That was precisely why she had trusted him so completely, why she had fought so hard to keep him close.
"Come on, say it! How was it? Was watching me fuck Auntie sexy? Did you like it, Park A-young? I want to hear what you really think!"
"Did my masculinity turn you on??"
But Tae-yang had come to understand something with absolute clarity. The sweet male best-friend version of Geum Tae-yang was no longer what Park A-young needed. What she needed now was a man with the leadership to take her by the hand and pull her forward. And so, seizing the virgin pussy of a Park A-young still thrashing through her inner conflict, he drove her relentlessly — determined to crack open the shell she had named her golden egg and force her out into the light.
"Yaaaahhh!! Hhaaahhnn!! Hnnn!! Wh-what are you doiiing...!!! Th-this much, you don't have to go this faaar...!!! Hhaaaahhhnnn!!"
"Geum Tae-yang, you're not this kind of guyyy...!!! Hnnn! Hhaaaahhhnnn!!"
Shake! Shake! Shake!
Thrash! Thrash! Thrash!
Stark naked, her pussy locked in his grip, Park A-young whipped her head from side to side under the crushing weight of shame, embarrassment, and sheer panic. She kicked and squirmed with everything she had, desperate to free her bare virgin mound from Geum Tae-yang's merciless hand.
"Hhaaaahhhnnn!!!"
A raw, unfiltered cry tore out of her.
"Whoa... yeah, I don't think I even need a direct answer at this point."
Grinning, Tae-yang curled the corner of his mouth, already knowing exactly why.
"Our A-young really is Auntie Min-jung's daughter, huh... You're gushing almost as much as she does..."
Squeeze...! Squeeze...! Squeeze...!
Squelch...! Squelch...! Squish...!
Love juices were already flooding out of Park A-young's pussy in a torrent. It hadn't started the moment he touched her — those juices had clearly been pouring since the kiss.
"Damn... look at this, A-young. You've already soaked the whole bedsheet..."
He'd been too busy talking to notice. But the second he glanced down to check the state of her pussy, he saw it — the sheet beneath them was drenched, as if someone had pissed the bed.
"Hhaaaahhh...! Tae-yang, would you just leave your hand alooone...? Stop doing weird shiiit...! Hhaaaahhhnn!"
Squeeze...!
The moment he felt a woman's pussy soaking because of him, Geum Tae-yang's instincts took over. He stroked and worked that pussy, stoking her pleasure higher. At the same time, there was no denying this was a twenty-one-year-old virgin pussy — so part of it was deliberate, relaxing her in preparation for what came next. Forced to endure that raw, overwhelming handwork, Park A-young seized his left wrist with her right hand, her voice and expression sharp with fury.
"Is our A-young really this weak? Are you actually telling me to take my hand away? Or are you begging me to keep going?"
If this had been his first time, her bristling might have made him flinch. But the only woman he had ever slept with was Kim Min-jung — and he had torn through her body day after day, surviving every kind of battle imaginable. That experience had forged him into a man who could tell the difference: whether a woman genuinely wanted the touch to stop, or whether anxiety was surging up and she needed a reason — a justification — to surrender to it. So with absolute confidence, he called out the contradictions of this coquettish little cat named Park A-young.
"Hhaaaahhh...! Hnnn...! Th-that's because... I can't put any strength in my haaand... Hnnnnn...!"
Tremble...! Tremble...! Tremble...! Tremble...!
An overwhelming aura of certainty blazed in Geum Tae-yang's eyes. Park A-young couldn't even bring herself to meet that gaze. Watching her virgin body shake from head to toe, he understood her state completely.
"Why can't you put strength in your hand? Want me to tell you why??? Because this right here is feeling it!!!! Like this! Feeling it just like this!!!!!"
Squeeze! Squeeze! Rub! Rub! Squeeze!
Squelch! Squish! Squelch! Squish! Splat! Squelch!
"Hhaaaaang! Hnnn! Hnn! Hhaaaahhhnnn!! Hnnnnnn!!"
Tae-yang understood her. But understanding didn't mean he could simply cradle her feelings and leave them be. He had a woman in front of him, and he needed to see this through to sex. So he poured on even more raw intensity and pushed harder. Cornered, Park A-young's excuses were pathetic. Normally she would have spun some smooth, plausible justification without breaking a sweat — but the soft, fragile nature of the little girl she'd buried deep inside had clawed its way to the surface. Tae-yang didn't miss that opening for a second. With logical pressure and deep, devastating kneading of her pussy, he wrung pure pleasure-soaked cries out of her.
"Hhaaahhhnnn!! Aaahhnn!! Geum Tae-yaaang!! You crazy bastaaard...! You're dating my mooom and you're doing thiiis...! Mom's gonna get huuurt...! Hnnnnn! Hnnnnn!"
Her emotional volume climbed toward its peak right alongside those moans. The guilt of having chained Kim Min-jung to Park Do-chul because of her — the guilt that had driven her to rewrite her own personality — all of it poured out. She couldn't deny how desperately she wanted Geum Tae-yang. But she refused to drive a knife into the heart of a mother who had only just found her soulmate and started living happily. Her plea came out thick with that desperate, stubborn protest.
"What the hell are you talking about, Park A-young!!!!"
A-young was like someone with a sweet potato jammed down her throat — choked, stuck, unable to breathe. And Tae-yang had been waiting for exactly that moment. He already knew. Sex wasn't just about thrusting a cock and groping flesh. High-quality sex with Kim Min-jung had taught him that for certain. Psychological catharsis — that was what had to be maximized. He had been holding for the timing, and the second he caught the peak, he pulled out the soda.
"The one who desperately wants you and me to have sex and share our love is Auntie Min-jung herself!!!!!"
Then he poured that soda straight into the hole in Park A-young's heart — the one gasping under crushing, intoxicating taboo.
"Wh-what? Mom did???"
Pleasure, shame, and the thrashing of forbidden desire had already thrown her face into chaos — and now it transformed completely. Those already large eyes of hers blew open to nearly three times their size.
"Yes!! Auntie Min-jung desperately wants you and me to share our love and hold each other!!"
"And! It's not just because Auntie wants it that I'm going to love you! My own will is rock solid! I want to hold you when you're hurt! I want to comfort you as much as I possibly can!!!"
Squeeze...!
With a face and voice full of absolute conviction, Tae-yang confirmed Kim Min-jung's wish once more. And he drove home something more — that this man named Geum Tae-yang wasn't simply lusting after both mother and daughter because Min-jung had asked him to. As a man, he genuinely wanted to cherish and embrace the woman named Park A-young. He made that appeal with full force.
"Hnnnnn...! Who's huuurt... You're just spouting nonsense about Mom allowing some weird relationship... Hnnnn...! Hnnnnn...!"
Twitch...! Twitch...! Twitch...! Twitch...!
It was a confession without hesitation, without a single step back. That raw honesty and overwhelming presence of his struck straight at Park A-young's tsundere-colt nature. She tried to deny reality in roundabout ways — but the atmosphere around her had already shifted dramatically after Tae-yang's soda bomb. Just moments ago she had been thrashing, however clumsily, trying to push him away. Now the lower body locked in his grip was twitching with shy little movements. She had begun, bit by bit, to savor the sexual pleasure a woman could feel from her bashful virgin pussy.
"Then what are these tear tracks? You cry like this and still claim you weren't hurt? And what's with this lower-body movement? You don't believe a word I say, but you're already starting to enjoy it?"
Geum Tae-yang truly was operating on a level several lifetimes beyond Park A-young. With Kim Min-jung he had sometimes floundered through the push and pull — but against A-young, he led with the practiced ease of a hunter who knew every last mischievous corner of her, right down to the finest hair.
"Hnn! Hnnn! Th-these tears are... I-I mean, your palm skill is so clumsy it huuurts... Hhaaaahhhnnn...!"
Twitch...! Twitch...! Flinch...! Twitch...!
Cunning as ever, Park A-young went completely silent on anything that put her at a disadvantage. The part about not believing Min-jung had given permission — even while her hips were already moving — she simply stonewalled. But the tear tracks got a muttered excuse.
"Oh-ho... cocky, aren't we? You're pissing out love juices like a fountain and you're calling my skill clumsy?"
Grinning...
In the end, it was pure tsundere double-speak. Too embarrassed to say it directly, she was signaling — indirectly — that she wanted him to focus on loving her pussy now. Catching that intent, Geum Tae-yang curled his lips, finding the tsundere-colt version of Park A-young utterly adorable.
"I-it's a virgin puuussy... Hnnnnn...! That's why it huuurts...! Hnnnnn...!"
Even during her wandering years she had dyed her hair and shaved her pussy just to claw for Geum Tae-yang's attention. In a situation this explicit, of course she would push even harder. Park A-young relentlessly worked every gap in the conversation to advertise the appeal of her virgin pussy.
"It's a virgin pussy and it's still like this!! What am I supposed to do with this insane amount of juice!! You think I don't know? You're already feeling it! With this pussy!! With this incredible bare pussy!!"
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
It was an appeal so blatant it bordered on absurd. But even that absurdity could be its own kind of charm. And that particular quality was impossible to overlook — so Tae-yang answered it the way it deserved. With a mouth that poured out logical words, and with a palm vibrator honed to perfection from loving Kim Min-jung's pussy, he ravaged the virgin-body allure that set Park A-young apart from her mother.
"Hhaaaahhhnn!! Hnn! Hhaaaahhh!! Hnnn! Hnnnnnn!!"
Squeeeeeeze...!
Twitch! Twitch! Twitch twitch!
Park A-young had picked the wrong opponent. Kim Min-jung might have been an easy pussy for Geum Tae-yang alone — but setting that background aside, his hand-pussy technique had reached a considerable level of mastery. And with A-young's pussy already in his grip for over ten minutes, he had a complete read on every attack point. That fully mapped hand-pussy assault wrung climax-soaked cries out of her until she came apart. Her head snapped back. Her lower body jerked and spasmed as if hit with electric current.
Oh shit!!! A-young's pussy is clamping down hard!!!
Tae-yang recognized that familiar pussy-contraction pattern instantly.
"Hhaaaahhhnn!! Kyaaaahhhnnnn!!"
Pssssssssshhh!! Psshh!! Brrrrrrrrrr!!
Park A-young — with a premature-pussy tendency exclusive to Geum Tae-yang — climaxed hard. And as the finale of that orgasm, she squirted shiofuki just like her mother, Kim Min-jung.
Whooooaaa...!!! Somehow even the feel of grabbing her pussy was similar, and sure enough — A-young squirts too!!!!!
Geum Tae-yang went wild. One of his biggest curiosities had just been answered. Kim Min-jung and Park A-young looked so alike — so of course he had wondered whether A-young would squirt the same way. She did. Park A-young's body put on the same whale-fountain show.
Then... A-young's hymen... would probably feel similar to Auntie's too... right...???
With his eyes completely rolled back, Geum Tae-yang's thought circuits blasted straight off to Andromeda.