Chapter 166 – How Can I Help Loving It (2)

The hand caressing my head is gentle.

‘I’m so embarrassed…’

The crotch, taut even long after its exposure, was tightly sealed in a straight line.
Honey-coated azalea blossoms.
My body flushed with heat as I revealed my rosy-hued vagina.

– Thump, thump.

What should I do?
My heart trembles…

“Uh…”
“Are you okay?”

Lee Si-heon’s tender whisper as he lowers his head.
The biting scent of alcohol on his breath and his sweet voice quicken my heartbeat.

‘His voice…’

I love the sound of it.
I’d feel ecstatic if he held me tight, as if my head would spin with happiness, but I wish he wouldn’t say anything right now.
If I hear one more word, my heart might burst. I feel like I could cry.

“Please, just wait a moment.”

I’ve never had sex before… Will I seem inexperienced?

What if I end up disappointed? Will everything just revert back to how it was?

I can’t let that happen.
My entire body is itching, driving me insane.

‘Maybe I should have tried masturbating at least once…’

I’ve never had any erotic experiences in my life.
I always considered those common erotic videos as low-quality stories and never paid any attention to them.
Can I truly be okay like this?
How should I proceed from here?

With a weakened hand, I caressed Lee Si-heon’s chest.

– Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

It’s hard and unyielding.
It’s the first time I’ve found a man’s body, which I used to think was grotesque, to be so incredibly sexy.
The itching in my lower abdomen intensifies, and even further down.
For reasons unknown, that particular spot began to moisten.

Lee Si-heon’s arms embraced my body.

“…Are you really sure it’s okay?”
“It’s fine…”

My nipples are sensitive.
Even with the slightest graze against my skin, causing them to bend upwards, an embarrassing sound escapes my lips.
They’re not that big, but they’re so taut.

Was my body always this provocative?

My throat incessantly yearns.

“Um…”
“Yes?”
“Kiss me… just one more time.”

Si-heon wordlessly offers his lips.
We kiss, and I part my lips to welcome his tongue.

This time, avoiding our noses colliding… by adjusting the angle.
Is this the right way to twirl my tongue? He did it like this before. I hope it feels as good for him as it does for me.

“Ah…”

Due to our embrace, our flesh continually touches.
The sensation of our nipples rubbing together feels pleasant. Unconsciously, I slightly sway my upper body.
The dampness I feel down below…
Will it be alright if it seeps onto the duvet? It would be uncomfortable when sleeping later.

…My scent. It’s going to be unmistakable.

“Ugh. Mm.”

The unending kisses persist.
Warm and sweet saliva enters my mouth.
No matter how much I swallow and savor it, it’s not repulsive at all. It’s as if his body was crafted just for me.

Is this what compatibility feels like? My burning thirst was quenched.

‘…So, that person enjoys it like this.’

The image of Lee Se-Young flashed through my mind. I was like a lovesick teenage girl, utterly captivated by thoughts of this man.

‘Did Si-heon do it with that person too?’

Somehow, that thought filled me with immense sadness. If only I had been more open and approached him sooner, would I have been the first one he embraced?

Tears rolled down my cheeks.

“Ah… huh.”
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine… I’m okay. Keep going.”

The calluses on the fingers gently caressing my shoulder blade. The other hand gripping my waist tightly, and his cock pressed against my lower abdomen. I had tried to avert my eyes when I first saw it, but even now, it seemed too big. I was scared it would never fit inside me.

…And yet, it won’t feel good if it isn’t inserted. I’m more than ready, but I don’t think Si-heon is quite there yet.

“Ah…”

A heated breath escapes my mouth.

Unable to bear it, I rub my face against the man’s. His cheek feels soft.

I pressed my body against his like a wanton beast. I pushed my chest onto him and wrapped my arms around him. We aligned our shoulders, locked our gazes, and rubbed our cheeks together.

Flesh met flesh, and the flow of bodily fluids gathered on my chin. Is it my saliva or Lee Si-heon’s?

He looked so cool, silently accepting my excessive affection.

“It’s hot…”

“Should I turn on the air conditioner?”

“Mm, yes. That’s why I like it.”

The scent of sweat lingers. The faintly sweet aroma of human perspiration. My entire body is unbearably itchy.

– Swoosh.

I suddenly realize that I’m slowly rocking my hips, unnoticed by either of us. I’m happy as I am, but it seems there’s more to come… My body is signaling that fact.

The delicate, swollen clitoris grazes the man’s flesh.

“Ah!”

I jerked back in surprise.
Just now… What was that?

A tingling sensation was felt down below.

“Do you want to?”

What?
…How are you going to do it?

He reached his hand down towards me.
Desperately trying to close my thighs… my legs didn’t obey.

Instead, as if urging him to hurry, my quivering thighs spread apart.
Itchy, hot… What would happen if this area was caressed now?

The sensation of his fingers brushing up my labia minora.
It’s a completely different experience from feeling it through my panties.

The sharp yet exhilarating sensation I felt when he pinched my nipples now resonated from below.

– Jiing

“Ugh!”
“Do you like it?”
“I don’t…know.”

His index finger slowly slid between my folds.
Penetrating the tightly closed crevice, as if attempting to find the entrance at a leisurely pace.
As it continued, I seemed to grow increasingly wet and aroused.

“Ah…ohhh…ah!”

It’s entering… It’s entering. It’s entering!!

I can’t recall how many times I urgently repeated it to myself.

A sensation I’ve never experienced before.
Something is making its way into my body.

Despite shaking my head in denial of the pleasure, the burning sensation in my lower abdomen and the feeling of something caught inside left me dizzy.

“It hurts… It hurts.”
“Only a finger is in.”

It feels as though a finger has penetrated me.
The man tenderly stroked my hair, then ceased his movements.

A kiss… I want to kiss him.
Ah… Did he see my expression? The man’s face comes closer.
I’d feel embarrassed if I seemed too exposed, but… he wouldn’t think that, would he?

“Mmm, Chuu…”

I find some relief.
The finger that entered me down there slowly bends like a hook.
Then it straightens back to its original shape, and this time it bends in the opposite direction.

My hips sway following the motion of the finger.

A slightly open space. There seemed to be a bit of moisture flowing within it.

Then suddenly!

Another finger entered.

“Ugh… Hngh. Aah!”

Tears welled up.
Caught off guard, a hiccup escaped, followed by an unfamiliar moan.

Two fingers… it hurt.
But it felt so good at the same time.

As my gaze shifted downward, I saw the man’s cock, which had been twitching earlier.
It looked uncomfortable. Is that going to be inside me?
It was frightening… but also exciting.

With tears in my eyes, I looked up at him.

“…Aren’t you tired?”
“You’re the one having a hard time. Why?”
“Because it’s too big.”
“Which part?”

…Do I really have to say it?

Cock… cock.
It’s such a coarse word to say aloud.

Recalling the words I had heard from my mother when I was a child, I slowly spoke them out.

“You… a seedling.”

A smirk.

The person straddling me withdrew their finger. As the tightly clutched finger slid out, a moan escaped my lips.

“Aah!”

The man positioned the base of the seedling at my entrance. My heart pounded as I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Are you okay?”

“How many times have you said that already?”

“It’s our first time, after all.”

I’m okay. Everything felt good.

Instead of answering, I offered a tear-streaked smile. It was slightly twisted, but I hoped my feelings came through.

The tip of the man’s cock slowly began to part the folds. Just as my lips had been tightly sealed during our first kiss, like the man’s tongue had pried them open.

As if they found the perfect angle through one experience, our openings aligned perfectly.

Thump, thump.

A tingling sensation spread below.

The chest and lips, now separated from the body, seemed as if they might become void. Yet, the tension caused any lingering regret to be forgotten.

…Intercourse. Sex.
It seemed as if not even four months had passed since I turned 20.

I, too, can become an adult.
The face of the man looking up at me seemed to be asking that very question.

Yes… please, put it in. I’m prepared.
For the rest of my life… I believe I can be yours.

I responded with a narrowed-eyed smile.

– Kwoooook.

Something tore apart, and a sob escaped my lips.

* * * * * * *

“Ahhhhhhhh… Haah, kuhahhh.”
A torn cry burst from Dallae’s mouth.
The membrane ripped, and I invaded inside. It was so tight that it was difficult to push further in.

Despite being wet, even for the first time.

As Azalea moaned in pain, she shook her head from side to side.
She raised her arm, seemingly biting the back of her hand.

“Ah…ugh…no…”

Her pain appeared so intense that I stopped moving and lowered my head to embrace her. Azalea, who had been wailing, seemed to calm down a bit.

“Ha…ugh…ah.”

As I pulled her back towards me with my arm, her breasts touched my body each time she gasped for breath. I stroked the top of her head with my hand, pressing our bodies as close together as possible.

“Are you okay?”
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much.”

Her words came out in a mix of formal and informal speech.

“It hurts, but I like it…sob.”

She moaned with pleasure, mixed with tears. I moved my hips forward again.

-Slurp, gulp.

Her vagina was incredibly tight. It seemed like she had never masturbated before.

I could feel that she had lived without ever experiencing sexual pleasure.

It’s astonishing that a woman like her is clinging to my body, panting for breath.

“Ah, ah… ugh.”
“Tell me if it hurts.”
“It hurts… but don’t stop.”

Was my movement too slow? Azalea impatiently grasped my waist and pulled herself closer. Still, it didn’t go in smoothly, so I exerted my strength and thrust as hard as I could.

– Tzu-jeo-eo-eok.

“Kyaa… keuh.”

Her face contorted in a grimace. Not ugly, but rather alluring. Even when she made a face, she looked pretty.

Azalea stifled her sobbing, looked at me, and laughed through her tears.

“… Heh, hehe.”

Her lips trembled. A forced smile. Yet, with her endearing gaze, she used her own arms to embrace me, genuinely happy.

“Why are you laughing like that?”

I laughed, thinking that her expression might seem amusing to others. Azalea replied with a softened, almost melting, expression.

“How can I help but like it…?”

“….”
“Are we one now, right?”
“Yes.”
“It feels so good…hic.”

The hiccup chasing the end of her words.
As he slowly pulled his hips back, a moan escaped Azalea’s lips.

“Uh, ugh.”

A groan laced with pain for now. Nevertheless, she continued to grow wetter down there.
Is this masochistic love?
As if the more it hurt, the more aroused she became.

The viscous fluid. Like honey, a thick yet entwining sensation.
He pushed his hips forward again. His cock touched the deepest part.

-Thwack!

“Aah…!”

Warm and sticky, like gel.
If placed in the mouth, it would be as sweet as honey, a voice accompanied by flowing juices.
As he drew his hips back, the slick liquid stretched out like a thread.

“Look at this.”

As he pointed to it, Azalea averted her gaze, covering her eyes.
The sight was so unique that he felt compelled to taste it. He stretched his finger toward the spot untouched by blood and put it in his mouth.

“…?”

Sweet.

It was the same sweetness I experienced when I pressed my lips to the azalea blossoms in front of the school and sucked on them.

“Why, why are you eating that!”
“…No. You’re incredibly sweet.”
“Ugh… Please don’t say things like that!”

It was quite viscous, making it generally difficult to move.
If I were determined and tried to move, there was nothing I couldn’t do. But if I were an ordinary person, would I have managed it properly?

Upon inserting and then withdrawing, the fluids surged inside my cock.
It was a novel sensation, as the viscous liquid was mixed with sticky blood.

“Haa… Haa.”

Azalea, panting heavily. The heat radiated from below.
I halted my actions and focused on penetration.

-Pop! Pop!

The sticky fluid caused a loud noise with each thrust of my hips.
Azalea’s anguished screams, drenched in pain, gradually dissolved into sweetness.

“Aah, ah, aaaaah…!”

I wrapped an arm around her neck and placed both hands beside Azalea’s head.

As I thrust upwards, Azalea’s hips arched. The rougher I was, the more her moans and wetness intensified.

Could it be that more forceful movements are better?

“Shout louder.”

“Huh, haaah…!”

I put in as much force as possible, and just as requested, her screams grew louder. The hotel was well soundproofed, but I couldn’t help worrying that the neighboring room might still hear her impassioned cries.

Animalistic ecstasy.

“Ah, ah… Ah, ah!”

Her body shuddered as if she had gone too far.

“Ah… Huh, eugh.”

I, too, thrust my hips and rocked them back and forth until the impending sensation of climax swept over me. I pulled out my cock just in time, spewing my seed onto her stomach.

“Ugh… Huff.”

Even though we had done this yesterday, I had still released a considerable amount onto her belly. Could she handle my ever-growing stamina? Azalea stared blankly at the semen that had splattered from her chest down to her lower lip.

“…That’s a lot.”

“Yeah, it is.”

“Did it feel good?”

If you ask whether I like it or not… Of course, it’s good.
As I wiped the semen with tissues and wet wipes from the desk, Azalea trembled wordlessly.

After cleaning up, we embraced each other.

“…There was too much blood.”
“I’ll ask to change the sheets.”

We covered ourselves with another blanket and assumed a naked sleeping position. Azalea, still seemingly embarrassed, avoided my gaze as much as possible before looking at me with a fleeting, timid glance.

“Does it get bigger like before?”
“Yes. Don’t touch…it’ll grow again.”
“Pfft, hehe.”

Seeing her smile made her appear twenty years old again. Azalea hugged me and teased me for a while. Then, as the night grew deeper, she seemed to recall something she had forgotten and whispered into my ear.

“Si-heon.”

A belated casual tone.

“It felt good.”

Suddenly.

“……”

Azalea’s eyes widened. Was the bulge in the blanket too conspicuous?

“…Do you want to continue?”

It seemed that tonight would not end with just the first encounter.