'Isn't a guy's dick part of his body?! It's this hard?!'
Yoon Se-ah had some idea what to expect, but the rock-hard rigidity of the glans still startled her, sending a sharp tingle straight to her lower belly.
She desperately wanted to shove the man straddling her hips off and flee to the corner, but her instincts told her she'd never get another chance to be held in his arms if she did.
Suppressing her fear, she looked up. His face loomed above her, flushed with excitement.
"Ah…"
She could tell he was trying just as hard as she was.
Her little brother's plea to make him a real man.
Yoon Se-ah reached out with trembling hands and carefully pulled the sturdy body of the man on top of her into a tight embrace.
"Sis?"
"I-It's my first time, so… p-please be gentle."
Kang Ihyeon looked down at his sister, who was shaking like she might pass out from fear at any second.
Even now, in this intimate moment of joining their bodies, her timid nature kept her from meeting his eyes—a woman so adorably shy.
"Ha…"
Her plea to go slow buzzed in his ears, but it backfired spectacularly.
He felt all the blood rushing straight to his lower half.
His swollen cock, fit to burst, pushed forward until it met the faint resistance of her hymen.
Feeling the soft touch of her hands gripping his back tightly, he thrust in to the hilt in one go.
Splat!
"Haaah?!"
The wet, heavy smack of flesh against flesh echoed through the house.
Her sweet yet sharp cry pierced his ears, but he had no spare attention for it.
"Ngh, grr…"
"Haa, uh, uuuuh…!!!"
The two clung to each other desperately, riding out the first crashing waves of sensation.
'Whoa, whoa…! Whoa, whoaaa…!'
His brain cells might as well have regressed to primal ooze; nothing but awe filled his mind.
The dizzying heat enveloping his entire cock hit first, followed by the savage tightness that felt like it was trying to squeeze him right out.
Her slick inner walls clung densely to his glans and shaft alike, rippling in waves synced to her emotions.
'It huuurts so baaaad!!!'
On the flip side, Yoon Se-ah's mind went blank white with agony, teetering on the edge of madness.
The foreign intrusion of his cock throbbed vividly inside her, heat building in her lower belly like it might explode.
Her limbs tensed as if trying to crush the man atop her, trembling uncontrollably.
"Ngh, grr…!"
Her pained whimpers snapped a sliver of reason back into him.
He fought the urge to piston his hips like a beast in heat and looked at her face.
Tears streamed from beneath her tightly shut eyelids, and even with her lips clamped shut, moans leaked through her clenched teeth.
"Sis. Does it hurt a lot?"
"Hng, uh… uuh… I-It's… f-fiiiine… aaah…"
Even drenched in tears, she claimed it was okay—who would believe her?
After a moment's hesitation, Kang Ihyeon gently pressed his lips to her eyelids.
"Uh?"
She felt the soft touch on her lids and blinked up at him through tear-filled eyes, dazed.
Mwah, smooch, smack.
"Ah, uh… w-wait, that tickles!"
He kissed her eyelids, then her tear-streaked cheeks, her nose, her lips—light, tender pecks.
Each one whispered how much he loved the woman in his arms, coaxing her that there was no rush, soothing her as he waited patiently.
Whether her nerves scattered or her tension eased, she seemed a bit more comfortable now.
"Sis. I'll move a little at a time, so tell me if it hurts too much."
"It's fine, so do whatever you want. I used to be a Magical Girl, remember?"
That forgotten turn-on: he was fucking a former Magical Girl.
Kang Ihyeon's cock swelled even thicker inside Yoon Se-ah's pussy.
"Hngh?"
She felt something expanding deep in her belly, forcing her walls apart, and let out an incredulous squeak.
"Huff! Huff! Huff!"
Beastly, ragged breaths poured from his mouth.
In that instant, he fully felt it: he was holding Purple Rose, the girl he'd longed for and adored, his next-door sister.
Snap. Something in his head fully broke.
Pulled purely by instinct, he yanked his hips back with all his strength. Her pink inner walls clung and dragged along his cock with a long, wet squelch.
Schlorp.
"Nngheek?!"
The sensation of his cock scraping every inch on the way out drew a bizarre moan from Yoon Se-ah.
Before it even faded, the male slammed his hips forward.
Slam!
"Nnghoh?!"
Her thighs, plush from years as a shut-in, rippled like waves. Her frog-like splayed legs kicked wildly in the air.
The purple panties, soaked in her juices and dangling precariously from one leg, wafted their lewd scent through the air.
Clear fluids sprayed from their colliding groins like splatters from a burst pipe, some dripping to the floor below the sofa.
Before the shock from her belly reached her brain, bomb-like bursts of pleasure started chaining together.
Splat! Splat! Splat!
"Agh?! Ack!!! Uh, hngh! Nnhaah?!"
Kang Ihyeon shook his hips like a dog in rut, pounding away madly.
The retired Magical Girl pinned beneath him showed no trace of the fierce warrior who'd slain monsters.
She was reduced to a slutty bitch crying out lewdly with every piercing thrust of cock-meat.
"W-Wai…! Wait! Too, nngooh?! F-Faaast…! Haaah?!"
Yoon Se-ah felt like her mind would shatter from the relentless pounding in her belly.
Scorching heat raced through her body, scrambling her thoughts, slicing away reason bit by bit.
Splat! Splat! Splat!
"Oohk!? Haa, grr…! Ngh! Nngooohhh?!?!"
Low, vulgar cries erupted from Yoon Se-ah's mouth.
She wasn't in her right mind any more than her quaking body, but through the thick haze in her ears, she heard the horny bitch's wails ringing out.
'Is that… my moan?'
Realizing the crude cry came from her own clogged ears snapped her melting mind awake for a flash.
Years as a shut-in otaku, handling unbearable lust by herself.
She'd dreamed countless times of a beautiful, ecstatic first night with her love.
She'd comforted herself imagining herself coquettishly disheveled, leaking seductive moans as she surrendered to him.
But this was…
"Oohk! Ooohk! Gr, hngh…! Nngheek?!"
Her bursting cries were endlessly crude. Through tear-blurred vision, she vaguely saw her frog-splayed legs twitching in the air like they were spasming.
Why did those purple panties dangling from one leg shame her so?
Every deep plunge of cock into her belly brought lewd squelch, squelch water sounds, stark and obscene.
"Huuuff! Huff! Huff!"
The sounds of the woman beneath him devolving into a bitch only fueled Kang Ihyeon harder.
The heat gripping his cock intensified, and every convulsive spasm of her pussy filled him with confidence that he was truly pleasuring the woman he loved.
Splat! Splat! Splaaat!
"Aaht! Gr, grook?! A, aaahaa?! Ooohk!"
The slap of flesh and her beastly howls suited his sister perfectly.
At the peak of his raging hormones, he'd jerked off to her countless times, fantasizing how she'd cry out with him as the side dish.
He'd never once imagined it seductive or beautiful.
Matching her timid, gloomy looks, he'd pictured low, vulgar moans—and now, fucking his beloved, every fantasy aligned perfectly.
'Just like I imagined!'
Overjoyed at sharing love with the woman he adored—and understanding her deeper than anyone—he thrust harder into her.
Her eyes below lost focus, thick drool spilling from the mouth spilling crude cries.
The more she unraveled, the more excited he got, slamming his cock deep and hard.
"Nngooohhh! Oohk! Gr, gk!"
Her moans poured from those bountiful breasts.
He grabbed one heaving mound with a hand, squeezing tight.
"Haak?!"
Her gripped breast made her arch her back, reacting even more violently.
The transcendent softness and warmth filling his palm was a texture beyond compare.
Sticky rice cake flesh oozed between his fingers, her heart's frantic pounding radiating vividly from below.