A Shade of Pink
Having confirmed how Min-ah felt, I got down to work in earnest.
Put like that, it sounds like I'm about to pull off something grand. I'm not. This is just simple groundwork — the kind you lay to get a girl into bed.
A breath. A wet press of lips. The soft, filthy sound of a kiss going deeper.
Whenever the chance presented itself, I kissed her. Opened her body up, little by little. Like right now.
We'd made it back to the house, and before we even got out of the car we went after each other's mouths all over again. It had started out cautious the first time, but this was already the third, and Min-ah had grown plenty bold. She sealed her lips flush against mine, then slid her tongue out long and pushed it all the way into my mouth.
Good. Things are moving along nicely.
One look was enough to tell this girl had never been with a man. I was her first. Getting an inexperienced woman into bed isn't easy, sure — but a blank white canvas like this, with no prior knowledge at all, can actually make them more reckless. A little coaxing, a little training, and she'd probably offer up her ass without a second thought.
Min-ah's asshole. Just thinking about it... heh. Gets me hard.
We went on like that for a while, mouths grinding and sucking. When we finally eased apart, half-lidded, hazy eyes stared up at me.
"Mister... I feel weird."
"Weird how?"
"...It feels too good."
Yeah? Same here. So good my underwear's about to split open. I wanted to drag her to bed right then and there, pin her down and listen to her whimper — but I swallowed it. Held back. Slow. One step at a time.
"Shall we head up?"
"Yes."
I got out of the car and lifted my arm a little. Come here. Get in. She glanced around, hesitated for a second, then nestled right into my side — and smiled bashfully, cheeks flushed pink.
"Hehe..."
Heh. Cute. A few more times like this and she won't give a damn who's watching. Which is why I have to condition her now, while nobody's around. Kisses, hugs — keep forging them until they feel natural. This simple work is what will eventually get me to the bed.
Even in the elevator. Even as we reached the apartment and I opened the door — she never let go of me. The second we stepped inside, I shut the door and kissed her again. Min-ah had been waiting for it. She threw her arms around my head and clung to me, eager. Lips met and parted, wet, filthy sounds echoing loud, and her ass was being kneaded in my hands more times than I could count.
Time to take it a step further.
Min-ah didn't care how I touched her ass. I moved my hand to her chest, to her bra — no resistance. In that case... I lifted my hand slightly and slipped it under her clothes.
A flinch. The tiniest startle. But then it was like it never happened — she sank right back into the kiss.
Oh?
I answered in kind, moving my hand without hesitation. My fingertips found the fabric of her panties. Every shift brushed the bare skin along the edge. A breath. A wet smack. The sound of our mouths working.
And still, she didn't refuse. If anything, she had her eyes shut tight, completely absorbed — so I grew a little bolder. Deeper. More secret. I traced the cleft between her ass cheeks.
A twitch. Another twitch.
Oh... still no resistance? Looks like Min-ah's fallen for me even harder than I thought. As a little test, I slipped my hand inside her panties and ran a finger across her pussy and her ass. Filthy fluid from a filthy hole smeared across my moving fingers.
That was the first time she showed any resistance. Her hand caught my arm. But she didn't grip hard — just rested it there, lightly. Meaning: if I pushed, she'd let me touch her anyway.
No need to rush, though.
This is already plenty fast. Normally, working my way down from kisses, touching every part until I could freely grope her down there — that should take a week. And here I was, already that far on day two. By any measure, this was moving at an insane pace.
I moved my hand again, kneading her over the panties. Only then did she slowly shift her hand to cup my cheek.
Adorable. Absolutely precious.
She hadn't grabbed my arm tight because she was being considerate — worried she'd upset me. Hahh... I want to throw her on the bed and fuck her senseless already. As if agreeing with that thought, Junior gave a big, eager nod. A question mark flickered across Min-ah's face at the movement, but she quickly focused back on me.
And when the kiss ended, she said:
"Mister, what did you put on your stomach? Something hard was there..."
There's no way she never got sex ed in this day and age — she just hadn't connected it to my cock. Then again. Mine is pretty damn big.
Hmm. Still, she's a virgin. Getting it all the way in might take some time.
Well. I'll deal with that when we get there.
After that we wandered the house glued to each other, trading touches whenever we could. In the living room, the kitchen, Min-ah's room, out on the balcony. The second we had an opening, we'd pull each other close and work off the heat. And still, Min-ah didn't seem to tire of it. If anything the fire burned hotter — by evening she'd gone through four pairs of panties. She seemed a little embarrassed about it herself, murmuring a small complaint.
"Th-this is weird. Why am I getting so wet down there..."
Why? Because that little pussy of hers is begging its owner to hurry up and feed it my cock. I brushed my hand lightly over her panties and told it, silently: Just wait. I'll talk your owner into it soon enough, and then I'll fill you up with this big thing.
And it answered right away. It drooled its approval, soaking her panties all over again. Well now. She and Junior are going to get along just fine. Heh.
By the time it was getting late, Min-ah's body was completely flushed and burning. Hardly surprising. I'd been stoking her since afternoon. It wouldn't have to be Min-ah — any woman would've been past the point of holding it together. Shoving my cock into her would've calmed her down, sure... but I still hadn't crossed that line because she was a virgin, and every time we got close, I deliberately stopped.
"Ah, Mister. My body's being weird. It's so hot, and I feel so restless."
And with that, she pulled off her top. A cute little bra appeared right in front of my eyes. Meaning she'd gotten so worked up she'd forgotten even the shame of showing her skin and underwear in front of someone else.
Looks like I'll have to... give it to her tonight.
This is absolutely not my greed talking. It's just that she looks like she's in a bad way. According to my plan, it should've been two more days...
I was still thinking that when Min-ah came at me first. She crashed her lips into mine and shoved her tongue in, no warning — and even then, she didn't know what to do with herself. Haah. Hnngh. Hah... She was definitely at her peak. Her body was on fire, but she had no idea how to put it out.
But instinct is a terrifying thing. At first she'd been kissing me and rubbing my chest — then suddenly her hand dropped and she started stroking my cock. Just a little while ago she hadn't even known what it was. Her body, led by desire, had simply grabbed it.
"Haa... hah... hnnh. I-it's so hard."
She broke the kiss and looked down, staring at the massive tent pitched in my pants. Then, with both hands, she carefully pulled down my pants and underwear. A huge cock sprang out all at once. Min-ah's eyes went wide.
"Ah... i-is this... that?"
"Yeah. First time seeing one?"
"Yes..."
Looks like it. She must've been pretty shocked — the instant it popped out she'd thrown her arms around my neck and been clinging to me ever since. But she seemed to be adjusting. She came back down and carefully reached out. Her dainty little hand wrapped lightly around the shaft of my cock.
That innocence felt so good I tensed without meaning to, and Junior gave a single twitch. Min-ah screamed.
"Kyaah!!"
Heh. Still greedy, though. She screamed, but she didn't let go.
"W-what was that?"
"Ah... that happens when it feels good."
"I-is that so?"
She stared at it like it was some kind of marvel. Then she looked up at me and asked.
"What... what am I supposed to do with this? I don't know anything..."
"What do you want to do with it?"
At that, she flushed a little and ducked her head. Ah, too cute. Keep that up and I'm going to lay you down and fuck you right here. Just a little more. Hold on. The summit is right in front of me.
She kept stealing glances at me, then murmured quietly.
"I want to make you feel good, Mister... and also..."
"And also?"
"Um... well... I feel like if I do something with this, this restless feeling will go away."
She grabbed the center of her bra and gave it a shake. Her breasts rolled and bounced in waves. Ohhh. What a view. They look just as good to squeeze as they do to look at. I'll have my fill later, when I pop her cherry. Slurp.
That aside — if she's going this far, teaching her is the decent thing for an adult to do. So I pulled my pants all the way down, sat on the edge of the bed, and said:
"Come here."
She hesitated for a beat at my call, then trotted right over. I sat her on her knees in front of me, making sure her eyes were pointed right at my cock. Seeing it up close like this, it must've looked even bigger. Her eyes went wide all over again.
"Wow... it's really big..."
"Now take it in both hands and make it feel good with your mouth."
"With my mouth? How?"
She asked with her eyes round as saucers. Aigoo. So cute I could die. Instead of explaining in detail, I just let her do whatever she wanted. I had a feeling it'd be fun enough just to watch.
She hesitated at my instruction, then slowly moved. She opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and started lapping at it. Lap, lap. Just like a kitten.
Lap. Lap.
I'm going to lose my mind.
This is torture. That cute face, those dainty little hands wrapped around my cock — and all she's doing is lapping at it. It felt so good that precum started beading at the tip of my cockhead and dripping down. She was licking away diligently when she noticed it and jumped.
"Ah, Mister. Something's coming out of yours..."
"That's what comes out when a man feels good."
"Ah... so what I'm doing right now... it feels good?"
I nodded. How could it not? So good my head's already going white. A smile spread across Min-ah's face.
"I'm glad. That it feels good... I get this weird feeling too, when I lick it."
Khhh... even her personality is angelic. Alright then. Time to get some real service from our little angel.
"Want to try sucking on the top, too?"
"The top? Here?"
She pointed at the head and tilted her head. Then she brought her face in close and started licking every inch, from under the head all the way to the tip. A tongue that was soft and wet, but firm underneath, making a full circuit — and as backup, her soft lips kept bumping against it now and then.
This isn't going to work. At this rate I might actually cum from a virgin blowjob. That'd be something I'd never live down, so I quickly stopped her. Then I kissed her again, slid my hands along, and unhooked the bra covering one of her filthy little parts. After that, I took the arms she had wrapped around my head and guided them down...
The bra slipped away, and her breasts were laid bare.
Holy shit...
Pink tits. This is actually rare as hell. And the shape was gorgeous, too. Maybe she felt my stare, because Min-ah hurriedly covered her chest with her arms.
Wait, why? I only got two seconds...?
"I-it's embarrassing."
Now? Ah... get a grip. This is Min-ah's first time. Going crazy over pink areolae — no, pink breasts — completely seized by lust. I've still got a long way to go.
I approached her slowly and pulled her into a tight hug. Then I met her eyes again, and kissed her. Like a plant stretching toward the sun, her arms naturally abandoned their post and wrapped around me instead. I kept working my mouth and let my eyes drop. Min-ah was still new to this — she always kept her eyes completely shut during a kiss, never opening them — so I used that to take my time looking.
Breasts that budded up like flower buds, tipped in a wash of pink. Khhh... I can't wait. These beautiful pink breasts, soon to turn dark and swollen, dripping with milk. And I'll be the one who does it.
Ahh. I could cum just from imagining it. Heheheh.