Chapter 77 Was It xx? (2)
Chapter 77 Was It xx? (2)
The moment I saw the red blood smeared on my cock, time seemed to stop.
The fact that Han Chae-young—the arrogant, bratty bully—was actually a pure virgin untouched by anyone hit me with something beyond mere surprise. It was a cruel mix of conquest and guilt.
"......Does it hurt?"
A stupid question.
In response, Chae-young, unable to even close her trembling legs, covered her eyes with her arm and let out a ragged breath.
A single tear trailed down her face.
It must have been from the pain, but seeing it only made me feel a thrilling sense of domination.
"Of course it fucking hurts, you psycho... You called yourself a sadist, made me call you 'Master,' and then tried to kill me, huh?"
Her words were laced with curses, but her voice, unlike usual, was thin and shaky, soaked in something wet.
I stared at the red mark I'd left between her spread thighs. I should have felt guilty. But something inside me was cheering at this cruel situation instead.
The fact that I'd just deliciously taken my close friend's virgin pussy...
"Sorry."
"Huh? For what? I'm fine. I just... was a little... fucking surprised, asshole. Because your dick's ridiculously huge. Hah—"
Chae-young put on a tough front, acting like it was nothing.
Her reaction was worlds apart from Fourth Mother, who, even after I took her virginity, showed no sign of being conquered—just wiped the blood away and demanded a second round while panting beneath me.
This tender, affectionate feeling... something I'd never experienced with the mothers who had treated me like their plaything.
"Why're you hesitating? Scared? Huh? Huh? ...Fuck, what're you doing? Now that we're here, you better finish it... You took my virginity, so you better take all of it. ...Right? Master."
I stared at her blankly.
"Hah... Hah... Fuck, what're you looking at? Is it that surprising I was a virgin?"
Chae-young glared at me, tears welling in her eyes.
Her white thighs trembled faintly—probably from the pain—and her lips, bitten raw, had lost their color. But her gaze was different.
Rather than pain, it was filled with longing and happiness.
"......Why are you smiling if it hurts?"
"Because it hurts... Because it hurts, it feels more real. That you were inside me. That you... took my first time."
Chae-young reached out with a shaky hand and cupped my cheek. Then, she gave me a smile so beautiful it was almost cruel.
Her confession about being a masochistic submissive hadn't been a lie.
She was treating the pain of her womb being pierced as a 'gift' sweeter than any pleasure in the world.
"Don't stop, Eun-woo. Finish it. Hurt me more."
"......"
"Why hesitate? We're not having sex right now. We're in the middle of a friendship handjob. It's about fulfilling each other's dirty, disgusting desires without shame. Because we're friends, we can do things we'd never do with a girlfriend... and not judge each other, right? Huh? ...Master♥"
Her provocative whisper snapped the last thread of my restraint. I gripped her waist tightly and pushed my cock back into her blood-smeared pussy.
"Hahk—Ah, ahhh—!"
Chae-young's scream filled the cramped, dim office.
The sheer immorality of it all was driving me insane—defiling the virgin pussy of the company president's only daughter in a space where employees usually came and went like it was nothing.
I ignored Chae-young's pain and focused only on my own pleasure.
I was too busy using her freshly opened virgin pussy like a fleshlight to satisfy my lust.
It was cruel, but it was fine—because this wasn't like the sex I'd had with the mothers.
Unlike those times, where I had to serve them like a pathetic slave, this was just a friendship handjob.
"Hurts—hurts, it huuurts! Ah—... feels good."
Feeling Chae-young's nails digging into my shoulders, I plunged even deeper inside her.
Squelch!
The movements I'd learned from Fourth Mother came out instinctively.
The desire to dominate—to make the bratty bully Han Chae-young pant beneath me—and the knowledge that I'd taken her 'first time' only made my thrusts heavier.
"Hey, Lee Eun-woo... You—you really... Ngh!"
Chae-young couldn't finish her sentence.
Her legs trembled as they wrapped around my waist, and her unfocused eyes wandered aimlessly.
The arrogant gaze she usually reserved for the factory workers was nowhere to be seen.
All that remained was the sight of a tamed bitch, swaying helplessly at my slightest touch.
I sucked harshly at her neck and gave my final thrust.
Chae-young's inner walls clenched around my cock like they were trying to devour it.
I wanted to pour every last drop of my burning seed deep inside her.
But with the last shred of my rationality, I barely managed to pull out just in time.
Chae-young shuddered violently as my thick cock slid out of her all at once—as if she liked the feeling.
"Hahhh—Haaahhh!"
I painted Chae-young's bully face with my cum.
For any female loser she'd tormented, it would've been a cathartic sight. For any male loser, it would've been a mix of jealousy and the urge to jerk off—watching the Chae-young they'd secretly liked get taken right before their eyes.
Chae-young, who'd taken my thrusts without resistance, lay limp, unable to move.
I, too, buried my face between her tits and gasped for air.
The office was filled with nothing but the sound of our pounding heartbeats and ragged breathing.
After a while, still basking in each other's warmth, we slowly pulled apart.
—No.
The moment we did, my cock stiffened again.
"Ah. Ah... It's fine. I can handle this myse—"
"No."
"Huh?"
"That's not part of a friendship handjob."
Chae-young said it firmly.
Then, with a smile that was equal parts fear, panic, and happiness, she reached for me—fighting to hide her embarrassment—and grabbed my cock with both hands.
"Wow, fuck. It's huge... My man—my male friend's dick. I wanna show it off."
"Tch. To who?"
"My Star-gram. To all those friends who brag about what their boyfriends buy them. If they knew I had something this... this hot, thick, and pretty, they'd probably lose their minds from jealousy, huh?"
I realized Chae-young was treating me less like a friend and more like a boyfriend now, but I didn't want to ruin the mood—and I wanted more of her body—so I played along.
I brushed the sweat-drenched hair sticking to my face and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Beside me, Chae-young lay with her head on my arm, staring at the ceiling in the same daze.
The red and white streaks running down her pale thighs were proof of how rough we'd just been.
"......Did my pussy feel good?"
Chae-young asked.
I barely managed to lift my head and look at her.
Tear stains lingered at the corners of her eyes, but her lips were curled in a strangely satisfied smile.
When I stayed silent out of sudden embarrassment, Chae-young rolled over to face me and chattered affectionately.
"The most popular girl in school, who got confessed to over a hundred times, kept her virgin pussy all this time. Did it taste good? Huh?"
"Stop saying stuff like that."
When I scowled at her, Chae-young looked hurt for a second before getting mad.
"What? What? You take my virginity and now you're the one getting pissed? It hurt sooo fucking bad, you bastard. I knew it'd be big, but—"
"How the hell did you 'know'?"
"How couldn't I? It's obvious even through clothes."
"......."
"Anyway, you froze up when you realized I was a virgin, so I called you 'Master,' and then you went wild... Hah. You really got turned on, huh? You freak. A total pervert who gets hard from tormenting girls."
"You came so hard you squirted, and you're calling me the pervert?"
"When did I—?!"
Grumbling, Chae-young wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me back toward her.
Even though we'd finished, I didn't pull away from her.
My cock was slowly hardening again, but more than wanting to fuck her a second time, I just wanted to stay like this—lying side by side.
And this comfortable feeling... it was a pleasure so clear, so transparent, yet so intensely stimulating that I'd never felt it even with the mothers.
Was sex without guilt always this sweet?
And the fact that I wasn't drowning in regret afterward—this was a first for me.
"Hey, Lee Eun-woo. Let's do it again."
Chae-young whispered, lightly biting my ear. Her hand slid down to my lower stomach.
When her fingers brushed my cock, it sent a jolt through me.
"I'm not tired yet, you know? So... be ready for tonight, okay?"
Her cute taunt made my cock rise again.
Never mind that, despite her taunting, her thighs were trembling so much she couldn't even sit up on her own—like a helpless kitten.
So this time, I shifted positions, planning to take her from behind and fuck her ass even rougher.
The first round had been about satisfying my hunger after half a year without sex, but this time, I wanted to take it slower—to give Chae-young the most extreme pleasure a woman could feel.
Squelch♥
The sound of my cock sliding into Chae-young's now-wet pussy—no longer bleeding, just dripping with clear arousal.
"Ahhn—"
Chae-young's moan, now more pleasure than pain.
Vroom—
And then, the distant sound of a car engine.
Chae-young and I, who'd been sneaking around having an affair behind Gaeul noona's back, froze at the same time.
There was only one person who'd come here at this hour.
"......Gaeul noona?"
My voice shook. Chae-young turned pale and bolted upright.