As Her Stepfather, I Grabbed My Stepdaughter Park A-young's Pussy [Deflowering Virgin Park A-young] (1)
“Hey, Geum Tae-yang, you ever had sex?”
It was Park A-young, back to sharing a room with Geum Tae-yang for long stretches again after living on her own—the first time since their little-kid days.
The terrorism she used to unleash on him back then hadn’t been limited to the no-panties, no-bra eye assaults.
She’d poured out endless sex jokes and questions about his sex life without pause.
“You’re unbelievable, Park A-young… After working me like a dog, you really think I had time to meet girls? What’s even the point of this question?”
Looking back, it had been blatant flirting.
But at the time Geum Tae-yang just wrote it off as the nasty little antics of the landlord’s daughter, so his usual response was to shut her down with a “stop spouting nonsense.”
“Bullshit. Looking at the other guys around me, even the biggest losers were out there popping cherries. You’re an idiot in some ways, but you’re no loser. And you’re horny enough to jerk off every single day.”
Having walked the path of a half-delinquent, Park A-young had overheard plenty of stories over other people’s shoulders.
That was why she kept pressing him about his virginity status in a tone thick with suspicion.
“Honestly, there were girls who liked you. That one two years older than us. Choi Seo-hee—she came on pretty strong for someone with her image, didn’t she?”
Because more girls had followed Geum Tae-yang than he’d ever expected.
“Came on strong? We just talked a few times, that was it.”
But Geum Tae-yang had only ever yearned for Kim Min-jung, so he always answered with a clean conscience that bordered on excessive.
That was why he gave her a deadpan look and told her to quit talking crap.
“Tch! You never just admit it.”
Watching that expression, Park A-young pouted in a subtle way.
That reaction… it feels real. Good thing I always dragged this idiot around with me wherever I went…
The credibility hit hard.
“Then what about kissing? Have you never even kissed? Not the cheek pecks we did as kids—a real kiss.”
Once Park A-young locked onto something she tore into it like a madwoman. Even after scoring a small win she refused to be satisfied and kept coming at him.
“I already told you I’ve never dated a girl. You think I’m just out here randomly locking lips with people I’m not even seeing?”
Sensing her crazy switch flip, Geum Tae-yang shuddered harder.
“What era do you think this is?! It happens! Sometimes you just want to kiss someone so bad you go for it!”
“Then have you kissed a guy you weren’t dating, Park A-young?”
“Why the hell would I kiss some bastard I’m not even dating?!”
“Same exact reason for me!!!”
After that the two of them launched into a full logical brawl.
“More than anything, I might not care about the rest, but I’ve got serious fantasies about kissing. My mom used to say that when you share your first kiss with someone you love, bells ring in your ears.”
Geum Tae-yang deployed pure nonsense.
From experience he knew the surest way to shut down Park A-young’s charge was to hit her with something even more baseless and endless.
Of course, he really had heard the bell theory from his mother Seo Ye-jin.
“Pffft! Geum Tae-yang, you dumb pure-hearted idiot. It’s just tongues going back and forth, biting, sucking, getting spit everywhere—what bells?!”
“That’s just some romantic nonsense sentimental people tacked on to make it mean something.”
Park A-young, a hardcore realist ever since puberty, burst out laughing and mocked him mercilessly.
Hwaaaaah… haaaaah… the bells… I can hear the bells…
But past Park A-young could be thoroughly refuted by present Park A-young.
Wrapped in Geum Tae-yang’s arms, desperately craving his lips, the moment the man she loved stole her mouth a full emotional explosion hit.
And with it, the first-kiss bell theory Geum Tae-yang had planted in a corner of her unconscious long ago woke up completely.
Inside Park A-young’s head, right alongside his sweet kiss, the most perfect first-kiss celebration bells rang out.
“Nngh… mmmph…!♥ Haaah…! Mmmwah…!♥ Chuu…!♥ Mmmmm…! The bells… I wanna hear the bells… haaaaah…! Mmmmmwah…!♥”
The same Park A-young who had always pretended to be such a cold cynic was now savoring the bells in her head and showing off the most girlish, romantic side of herself imaginable.
Sure, she had smashed lips with him in front of the building tenants before, but that had only been a lip collision.
This was the first time their tongues properly danced together.
Completely hooked on the sweetness of a real first kiss, she even mumbled about the bells while throwing herself into enjoying it with Geum Tae-yang.
That’s… hhk… that’s my nose, A-young…
But for all her flashy looks and overflowing sex appeal, the pure-virgin clumsiness was unavoidable.
She still didn’t know how to open her lips in rhythm or move her tongue properly, so her kissing kept missing the mark.
So—
Thud!
Geum Tae-yang decided to show off the full force of a skilled playboy.
With his massive left hand he gently cupped both of Park A-young’s frantically moving cheeks—the hand of a man who had become a full-fledged harem lead.
“Mmmwahhh!!♥ Chuuu!!♥ Lick!♥ Lick!♥ Slurrrp!♥ Slurp!♥ Slurp!♥ Mmmmmwah!♥ Haaarrrp!♥”
Then, like giving her an intensive crash course, he poured a bold, dazzling, perfectly precise kissing technique straight into Park A-young’s lips and mouth.
Hwaaaah…! Hnngh…! Hwaaaah…! Tae-yang’s tongue…! His lips…! They’re tearing through my head…! Haaahhh…!!
It was an incredible kiss.
Who was Geum Tae-yang?
He was the male who every single night went past mere wet passion with a 42-year-old voluptuous MILF and shared something closer to raw animal mating.
So the suction of his mouth was like a vacuum cleaner, the skill of his lips and tongue like a professional host, and the tempo control through his breathing pure playboy who had ruined multiple women.
The impact that total package created was so massive that Park A-young—who until a second ago had kept her eyes closed in pure romantic-kiss mode—suddenly had her eyes fly open, showing nothing but whites.
Exactly as she had said, it felt less like her lips or mouth and more like her brain itself was being ransacked by a spectacular kissing performance.
Park A-young gasped under a thrill that felt like her very self was dissolving.
Trembletrembletremble…! Trembletrembletremble…!
Women with extreme sexual sensitivity often show dramatic reactions from touch alone—or even just kissing—before sex ever starts.
That was exactly Park A-young right now.
It was only a kiss, yet every bit of strength drained from her body.
Then she started shaking like she was having a seizure.
As expected of Kim Min-jung’s daughter, even the seedling stage was already showing a body optimized for sex.
“Calm down, A-young. Breathe. Breathe!”
Thud!
“Hwaaaaaah… haaaaaah… uwaaaaah…!”
Gasp…! Gasp…! Gasp…!
In the end Park A-young’s body went completely limp like a mollusk and arched backward.
So Geum Tae-yang pulled his mouth away and supported her waist and the nape of her neck so she wouldn’t fall.
Park A-young still had only the whites of her eyes showing, her chest heaving nonstop as she let out rough breaths thick with moans.
“Haaaah… I… I-I’m okay…”
Her rolled-back eyes slowly found their place again.
The chest that had been swelling like a balloon also started to settle.
“Uwaaah…!!”
The moment her mind cleared, Park A-young somehow jumped in shock.
“Y-you… hey… we can’t do this… Tae-yang, you’re… with Mom…”
Hesitate…! Hesitate…! Hesitate…!
Then she hesitantly avoided meeting Geum Tae-yang’s eyes.
“So you already knew I was dating the ajumma. She told me beforehand, but I still wondered.”
Geum Tae-yang immediately caught the reason and said it out loud.
Before coming up to the second floor, Kim Min-jung had told him it seemed like Park A-young already knew about their relationship.
But it had only been Kim Min-jung’s guess, so Geum Tae-yang had just kept it in the back of his mind while continuing the Park A-young healing project.
“N-not knowing would be weirder, right? The way you two… I mean, the way you…”
When Geum Tae-yang directly mentioned that forbidden relationship, Park A-young reacted with a thoroughly sulky face.
Her feelings looked complicated too.
She had wanted to protect the happiness of the mother she loved.
So she had planned to give up on her own feelings for Geum Tae-yang and elegantly pretend she knew nothing about the two of them.
But right this second, after a kiss that left her unable to think straight, she needed Geum Tae-yang desperately.
The pain born from those contradictory emotions was something she was once again controlling by sniping at him.
“How’d you find out? I honestly never noticed a single thing.”
Geum Tae-yang had considered himself a perfect crime.
So sudden curiosity hit him hard.
“The basement CCTV footage… it got recorded…”
Park A-young again avoided his eyes and answered quietly.
The moment she mentioned the CCTV footage, the image of Geum Tae-yang slamming his hips into her mother Kim Min-jung’s pussy with terrifying force flashed right in front of her eyes.
Hhk…! So the CCTV really was recording back then?
Impressive, Park A-young… Looking at your face that day I never suspected a thing…
After the CCTV incident, Geum Tae-yang had heard from Park A-young’s side that the recording function existed and that she had started recording.
And because the expression she wore while saying it had been so calm it bordered on transcendent, he had been sure the sex with Kim Min-jung hadn’t been captured.
“.....”
Geum Tae-yang silently watched Park A-young’s face as she avoided his eyes and wrestled with herself.
“How was it?”
Then he asked her a question that felt deliberately vague yet radiated an unmistakable, dangerous force.
“W-what the hell are you talking about?! How was what?!”
Park A-young’s face was already red.
Geum Tae-yang’s question made it flush even hotter, turning bright crimson.
It was a chaos of fluster, awkwardness, and pure embarrassment all mixed together.
“Exactly what I said. How was the sex between me and the ajumma? Pretty decent sex, right? Her body goes without saying, and I don’t think my body loses to anyone either.”
Geum Tae-yang held nothing back.
He was in full no-retreat mode.
Even though he was the guy who had done that with his female friend’s mother, even though it had been caught on CCTV, he wore a completely shameless expression and tone as he pressed Park A-young for her review like he was cornering her.
“No! In a situation like this you’re supposed to say you’re sorry for secretly getting with Mom behind my back! Or at least look a little embarrassed or something!!”
Fidget! Fidget! Fidget!
Park A-young was completely at his mercy.
It was a level of shamelessness from Geum Tae-yang she had never imagined.
The words themselves sounded somewhat reasonable.
But her eyes and body language had reached emotional-breakdown levels and she had no idea what to do.
“You expected a normal reaction from a guy who already slept with his female friend’s mom?”
Thud!
The immoral playboy Geum Tae-yang was never going to lose momentum against Park A-young in that state.
He pulled her slender waist in even tighter and shot her a look like he was about to devour her.
He made it crystal clear that the man in front of her was no longer just her male friend Geum Tae-yang—he was the adulterous male who had already fucked her mother Kim Min-jung.
And Geum Tae-yang’s momentum didn’t stop at words.
“This pussy! Did watching me and the ajumma fuck get this virgin pussy so hot it started dripping—that’s what I’m asking, Park A-young!”
—Thuuud!!
Geum Tae-yang shoved his long arm downward and, with that truly massive palm, seized Park A-young’s twenty-one-year-old virgin pussy in one firm grip.