“Hnnng!”

The moment she stepped inside, Hae-som’s body was lifted horizontally. The man’s arms, dug into her knees and waist, were as strong as iron.

Jae-geon, who had been gazing at her struggling form, stopped mid-stride as he was about to head to the bedroom.

“You don’t like it?”

Like it? It was exactly because she liked it that it was a problem. She was embarrassed by her honest body, wondering if it was okay to be so keen on sex. The hope of recharging her lack of sleep had long since faded.

“I do.”

As if pleased with the honest answer, Jae-geon lowered his head and with all his might kissed Hae-som’s lips. Slurp, slurp, moans tangled with the wet friction.

The kiss continued until they entered the bathroom attached to the bedroom.

Planting bird kisses on her eyelids, which had fluttered shut in ecstasy, Jae-geon asked, “Are you sleepy already?”

“Not yet.”

Jae-geon, crossing his arms, rolled up the T-shirt he was wearing and, in the same way, peeled off Hae-som’s. With a light pop, her bra was unhooked and tossed over the two layers of T-shirts.

As her breasts spilled out, Jae-geon playfully bit her arms covering them, then at the same time removed her pants and briefs. A wave of heat washed over them in the dense air.

In the same manner, Hae-som’s pants and underwear were removed, and her body was lifted once again. After two seconds of locking eyes, they kissed like starving wolves.

No longer finding the heavy weight bothersome, Hae-som gently played with the smaller, softer flesh, licking his tongue. He let out a low chuckle.

“Oh, really.”

“You said not to just take it for free,” she replied.

He playfully bonked her forehead and, while still in the air, pushed their intertwined bodies into the shower stall.

Ice-cold water poured down. Jae-geon quickly turned, blocking the cold water with his back, and meticulously checked the water temperature before finally pushing Hae-som under the faucet.

As she stood under the gentle stream, her ripe nipples were sucked into his wet lips. He quickly tickled them with the tip of his tongue, then slowly caressed them with his tongue, pursed his lips and made smack, smack sounds, and then swallowed her breast whole, sucking it like he hadn’t eaten in days. His left hand took care of her remaining breast.

As if all the sensory nerves were concentrated on her nipples, Hae-som could barely keep herself upright.

Jae-geon hadn’t even started, but she was already at her climax. Her fervent moans pounded against the shower stall walls.

“Ahhh!”

Her trembling legs finally gave way, and she collapsed to the floor, dazed for a few seconds.

She was momentarily stunned by the sight of the fleshy appendage dangling before her eyes, the very thing that had painfully pierced her.

It was about the length of her forearm, apricot-colored, with the glans becoming more pink towards the tip. The fleshy body was straight, but the tip of the glans protruded like a hat. She wondered if this was why it had kept getting stuck in her entrance.

What would it taste like? Would it taste similar to the part Jae-geon was sucking and biting? It glistened, kind of resembling a strawberry tanghulu. Lost in these lewd thoughts, she was lost in thought licking her lips.

Thwack! It struck her forehead with a force stronger than a playful tap, like a sturdy pestle.

“I can see exactly what you’re thinking.”

Jae-geon laughed, his face flushed.

“You little pervert. Are you sure this is your first time with me?”

His hand slipped under her armpit, lifting her upright and turning her by the shoulders.

With his left hand holding her nape down and his right hand pulling her hips, which sprang up with the motion, towards him.

Kneeling between her white legs, the man parted her plump labia with his long tongue.

“Haaah! Chef, Chef!”

Her legs trembled like a newborn calf’s. Her eyes, glazed with pleasure, spun wildly, and her moans, now much deeper, echoed, scraping her vocal cords.

Gently tracing her moist lips with the tip of his tongue, Jae-geon crossed her legs in an X. Her tightly clenched thighs looked so luscious that he paused before insertion, then slurp, slurp, smack.

He thrust like crazy his erect penis between her slick, moist thighs and thrust his hips. The unfamiliar sensation sent a shiver through her body.

“Ah! It’s weird, it’s weird! Wait a minute!”

“It might be okay for you, but I can’t. I can’t hold back.”

“C-Come… Hng!”

The burning heat where their bodies met sent tremors through Hae-som. The glans, sliding down her buttocks to her thighs, teased her clitoris as it passed through her dilated entrance, then retraced its path.

The repetitive motion, which had started slowly, gradually quickened, matching the intervals of Hae-som’s unconscious moans.

“Hng! Hnnng!”

As she reached the peak, her throat growing hoarse, Jae-geon quickly withdrew his penis from between her thighs and let the semen flow down the drain.

After about three thrusts, he ejaculated and, as if nothing had happened, casually lifted his head and looked at Hae-som.

“Are you sleepy now?”

The lewd acts had long since chased away any sleepiness. Hae-som, shyly shaking her head, was swept into Jae-geon’s embrace.

Disregarding her expectation that they would head straight for the bed, he placed Hae-som in a wingback chair.

He wrapped her restless arms around the headrest and spread her tightly clinging buttocks apart.

Schhwap, before she could even blush at the messy sound, he inserted himself, ready for penetration, into the space between her legs.

“Haaak!”

The stiff, foreign sensation of the condom was no doubt about it. Hae-som’s body rejected him for the first time due to the sharp pain of her sensitive flesh being scraped. His penis, lost in her blocked entrance, awkwardly bumped against her buttocks.

“Why.”

“Hng.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes.”

After a long thought, Jae-geon grabbed Hae-som’s pelvis and pulled her out of the chair.

“Then you come up.”

His penis jutted out over his ridged abdominal muscles. It was a bit wild stimulating sight that made the fine hairs on her body stand on end.

Her already hypersensitive vulva, having felt intense pain moments ago, was now really sensitive, so Hae-som had no choice but to be cautious.

Her chin, which had been a bit shy moving like a frightened cat, was suddenly caught in Jae-geon’s grasp.

“If it hurts, we won’t do it. But you still have to try, right?”

His eyes, deep as an abyss, were serious. As if captivated, she leaned in, and Jae-geon’s arms grabbed her slender legs and pulled them closer.

Hae-som knelt, her legs spread wide, trapping Jae-geon between them. As she lowered her hips, his penis pierced her vulva; as she straightened her waist, her breasts were sucked by him.

No way to move or flee, she fidgeted. Instead of her, Jae-geon prepared for insertion. As his penis slid into the wetness that had returned with his loving caresses, moans escaped them together.

“Hng, Eung.”

Then, his penis pierced Hae-som’s smooth surface, like cream dolloped on top. A brilliant sparkle, like fireworks, flashed from Hae-som’s wet eyes.

“Haaang!”

The feeling of penetration was distinct, but the stimulation surpassed it. The fact that he could control the speed and depth to his liking was the greatest advantage.

As their union finally became smoother, Jae-geon carefully lowered her pelvis. She could feel the distinct bumps pressing against her vaginal walls. As the barriers at each segment were breached, pleasure surged like an invading army.

“Haaak! Hnnng! Hng!”

Jae-geon’s veins bulged on his forehead as he supported Hae-som’s hips and helped her thrust. Still holding Hae-som, he pushed the chair aside and stood up, thrusting with a lot of energy.

His scrotum slapped against her red, ripe vulva. Hae-som, who he thought would be terrified, wrapped her arms and legs around his neck and legs, whining as if begging.

Thwack! Thwack! Despite the wild thrusting, her already climaxed vulva spewed out lubrication as if it didn’t care. The wet slapping sound of their joined bodies resonated through the room.

Jae-geon’s neck veins stood out as he neared ejaculation.

“Eung!”

With a surge of heat, he poured into her, and the small body collapsed limply. Caressing her melting insides with regret, Jae-geon slowly removed the condom, now thickened with the collaboration of arousal fluid and semen.

He lingered, holding her limp body for a moment, then gently placed her on the bed as she showed no further reaction. He gave her forehead a short kiss.

“Happy birthday, to me.”