CHAPTER 49

As Taejun’s long and thick fingers slid in with little difficulty past the opening, Minhee braced herself for pain, but unlike yesterday, she didn’t feel the tearing pain she anticipated.

Due to the unfamiliar sensation of his fingers delving into her sensitized inner walls, Minhee unintentionally tensed her abdomen. With a husky voice, Taejun asked.

“Does it still hurt?”

Without making a sound, Minhee gripped the blanket tightly, her body stiffening. Then, Taejun’s fingers cautiously explored her inner walls. He swirled them in circles as if to carve a path inside her, then rubbed them gently here and there as if exploring her inner walls.

Taejun carefully observed Minhee’s facial expressions, closing her eyes tightly and chewing her lip. When she took a deep breath, having forgotten to breathe as his fingers tickled her inner walls, another finger suddenly slipped in

“Ha!”

With two fingers in her, Minhee let go of the futon she was clutching and stretched her arms out toward Taejun. She needed something to hang on to.

Taejun immediately leaned over and wrapped one hand around the crown of her head. Mimicking the movement of his fingers with his tongue, he repeatedly teased Minhee’s mouth.

Then, Taejun’s rounded fingers pricked a spot inside Minhee’s inner walls. Sensations she hadn’t felt yesterday due to the pain and chaos now felt vividly real today.

“There…! W-wait, ah!”

Minhee wrapped her arms around Taejun’s shoulders, clinging desperately, her thighs tightening as she twisted and turned.

“Hold on. I need to loosen this much so it doesn’t hurt when I put it in.”

Taejun murmured reassuringly as he added another finger. Minhee shivered at Taejun’s rough breathing vibrating in her ears.

Each time three fingers pressed repeatedly into the same spot, a shiver ran down her spine. A fiery heat spread throughout her body. It was both euphoric and overwhelmingly intense.

Taejun buried his face in Minhee’s chest, sucking hard on the stiffly er*ect peak, his fingers flicking rapidly. The slow buildup exploded, causing Minhee’s waist to buckle.

“Haaahhh!”

The weight of the pl*asure was different from her previous cl*maxes, which had only been felt through the stimulation of her cl*toris. It was like a heavy hammer slamming into a pl*asure point somewhere in her inner walls. At once, her lower abdomen contracted, sending an earthquake of pl*asure up her spine and through her entire body.

Despite the overwhelming sensation that made her shudder repeatedly, even with her eyes closed, her vision flashed. Tears welled up as she struggled to endure the overwhelming sensation.

Taejun’s breath came in ragged gasps as he kissed Minhee’s sweaty forehead and the tip of her nose. His shoulders were slick with sweat as Minhee gripped them.

“Hoo… I want to enjoy it a bit more leisurely, but I’m at my limit now too. I’ll take out my fingers before they go numb, so ease up a bit.”

“Haa, haa…”

Still panting, her breathing uneven, Minhee felt deafened by the thundering sound of her own heart. When she opened her eyes, they were blurry with tears.

Taejun kissed her forehead, nose, and lips in succession. Each time, her inner walls quivered, embracing his fingers. Minhee, with her flushed cheeks and blurry eyes, looked so beautiful as she looked up at him.

As he slowly withdrew his fingers, the juices that had been pooling inside spilled onto his palm. It was astonishing how Minhee had endured so far with such a sensitive and responsive body without any prior experience.

On the other hand, it was selfishly satisfying to think that he was the only one who knew this.

Taejun let out a gasp and tilted his head back to catch his breath. This was only Minhee’s second time having s*x. He needed to calm down a bit to avoid handling her roughly, as she seemed like she could be easily hurt.

He lifted her, who was draped over the edge of the bed, and placed her in the center. He pulled a handful of condoms out of his pants pocket and tossed them next to her. She pursed her lips and counted the condoms scattered across the bed.

“Seven? Why so many-“

As Minhee spoke, the rattling sound of unbuckling a belt caught her attention, and she fixed her gaze on Taejun’s lower body. Blushing up to her ears, she hesitantly pulled up the strap of her slip that had slipped down to her waist.

‘Are you thinking of quitting now?’

Taejun furrowed his brow at Minhee’s hasty dressing, and she approached him, kneeling.

“Can I touch?”

“…….”

As if stunned, Taejun’s hand dropped from his belt buckle as he stared at Minhee wordlessly. Having a slightly better brain and a slightly sturdier body than others seemed pointless in front of this woman.

His mind had long ceased its train of thought, and in the face of her bold request, strength drained from his grip.

With large, round eyes filled with hidden curiosity, Minhee hesitantly reached out her hand. Contrary to Taejun’s expectation that she would reach for his pants, her trembling fingertips gently touched his bare shoulder. Taejun sharply inhaled.

Minhee glanced at his reaction, then softly traced from his shoulder to the beginning of his collarbone with her fingertips. Beads of sweat rolled down his spine, sending goosebumps along the way.

Her soft palm swept across his chest. Minhee, pressing her fingers firmly into his chest, muttered to herself.

“Wow…it’s really hard!”

Then she lightly scratched a small bump with her nail. Taejun gritted his teeth, every muscle in his body tense. The gentle touch was more unbearable than the violent torture.

Slender fingers slid across his pecs, past his grooved abs, and touched his belt buckle. There was the sound of metal clink.

“Taejun, can I—?”

“No.”

Minhee’s hand hesitated, but she didn’t remove it from the buckle.

“Why not?”

“…….”

Taejun couldn’t answer, just breathed heavily and stared at Minhee. Contrary to his expectation that she would avert her gaze, she stubbornly met his eyes.

Suddenly, his gaze faltered as she stepped closer to him. She lifted her head and kissed his cheek and chin. She seemed to be mimicking the way Taejun had done when he was soothing her. It was clumsy, but everywhere her curling lips touched felt hot and ticklish, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

“I’d love to touch you, too, so make it part of our practice, huh?”

In a gentle coaxing tone, Minhee whispered into his ear. Taejun felt a sense of urgency. Something small, soft, and delicate seemed to enclose him firmly, threatening to crumble his defenses.

Whenever Minhee whispered in her sweet voice, asking for something, he’d never once refused. No, he didn’t even have the willpower to refuse. His throat rumbled loudly.

“You’ll be responsible for the consequences.”

He growled menacingly in a low, raspy voice, but Taejun had already sensed his defeat.

One of the straps of Minhee’s slip slipped off her shoulder. The peak of her pure white br*asts was almost visible, but she didn’t seem to notice, too focused on him.

‘Does she know how provocative she looks?’

Taejun braced himself with his entire body to keep from lunging at her like an animal. His nails dug into his palms as he balled up his fists.

As Minhee clumsily undid the belt buckle and fumbled with Taejun’s pants b*tton, the front of his pants tightened even more. Her trembling fingers hesitated as they grabbed the zipper pull.

With a mix of innocent curiosity and sensual anticipation, Minhee’s flushed face looked up at Taejun. Her gaze, filled with rising desire, broke through his self-control.

“Just take them off.”

Growling softly, Taejun grabbed Minhee’s wrist with determination. The zipper made a ‘ziiip’ sound as it was pulled down. Taejun’s briefs were revealed through the opening of his pants. This time, Minhee didn’t hesitate as she quickly pulled down his briefs.

With the release of his fully er*ect p*nis, it sprang up like a coiled spring. Minhee, who had been standing on her knees, was taken aback and fell back onto her heels. The shape, size, and even the tendons running up the sh*ft, which she hadn’t been able to see last night because she was too preoccupied to look closely, were laid bare. She watched in fascination as the forearm-sized p*nis nodded as if it were a separate creature, slowly rising toward his navel. Minhee’s face went white.

“Th-This can’t be…?”

“……?”

“I can’t… I mean, this is so big… It fits…?”

“…….”

Taejun didn’t know what to say. It was true that last night Minhee was in too much pain for him to insert more than half of it. She tearfully begged him to stop moving. 

He felt a little guilty about this, too. Although her pale face and slender frame made her look small at first glance, Minhee was actually of average height, neither tall nor short. However, Taejun had always been tall and lean since childhood. There was inevitably some difficulty due to the difference in physique.

Minhee’s eyes showed a mixture of curiosity and reluctance as she nervously licked her lips. While he had rushed things yesterday, today he didn’t know if he would be rejected. Taejun braced himself for the worst.

“Um… Can I touch it?”

“Ah…”

Taejun let out a sigh-like breath. He couldn’t tell if the emotion he felt in response to Minhee’s unexpected request was relief, impatience, or anticipation.