First Breach
He raised an eyebrow and pointed out in a dry tone.
“Ah, I… what… haa, I d-don’t know… ah… what’s… coming out… hngh…”
Bo-yeon stared blankly up at Do-kyung as he lifted his body, moaning mindlessly. Her eyes were completely unfocused from the lingering orgasm. The head of his cock was lodged inside the hole that kept twitching and spitting out fluids.
“W-wait…!”
Thrust! He drove his hips forward with brutal force, forcing her open. Bo-yeon had no chance to brace herself. Though her passage was too tight for him to bury himself to the hilt, the child-sized glans still sank inside her. The slick, loosened state of her insides had allowed it.
“Ugh…!”
Her shocked body couldn’t even scream properly; it simply convulsed. A strange, choked sound escaped her parted lips as the cry itself was swallowed down. Her brain hadn’t even fully registered the pain yet.
“Breathe.”
He tilted her chin up and gave her trembling cheek a light tap, his voice low and commanding.
“Hoo… hup… haaak!”
The moment she barely managed to draw breath, he shoved in again with savage strength. He didn’t stop there. He kept rocking his hips in short, insistent thrusts, carving a path deeper. For the one on the receiving end, it was unbearable. Her narrow, untouched passage stretched open with difficulty. It felt like something sharp was ripping her apart from below. The pain was similar to menstrual cramps, yet far worse. Tears slid down from the corners of her quivering eyes.
“It hurts… ugh, it hurts… hah… it hurts…”
Bo-yeon sobbed that her hole hurt, her lovely face twisting in agony. The gaze looking down at her tear-streaked face was ice-cold.
“Where?”
“There… ugh, down there…”
Bo-yeon answered through her sobs, too overwhelmed by pain to feel any shame.
A corner of Do-kyung’s mouth twitched upward. It was a sneer, but Bo-yeon’s tear-filled eyes widened in genuine surprise. The honest shock on her face—so this man can smile—was almost childlike.
“Say it again.”
“Ah, ugh… down there… it hurts…”
Still the same. She answered with the straightforward honesty of a patient telling a doctor where it hurt.
“Does your pussy hurt?”
Do-kyung corrected her in a mocking, playful tone. Bo-yeon’s face instantly flushed crimson as the sexual implication finally hit her. She whipped her head away, avoiding his eyes.
“I told you not to look away.”
When he pointed it out, she turned back to him with a sob. Her eyes were impossibly gentle, as if she had no idea of her own situation. Do-kyung’s lips curved loosely. He pulled her into his arms and buried himself deeper. The rigidly swollen monster drove in with the full weight of his body. As it split her hole open and pierced through, Bo-yeon wept and sobbed.
“Ah! Hngh…! It-it hurts… ugh, gently… please, gently… ngh!”
“That’s informal speech.”
“It hurts… please… hngh… do it gently, please…”
Do-kyung rocked his hips slowly. Her hot inner walls clenched around him almost uncomfortably tight. He could have simply pounded her until she loosened, but today he had no intention of causing her more pain than necessary. Still, there was no helping the agony Bo-yeon felt as she struggled to accept a cock as thick as her forearm for the first time.
He ignored her whimpering complaints and continued exploring her insides. He tapped and stroked along her walls, rubbing slowly. She was so drenched that his shaft quickly grew slick and glistening with her juices.
Bo-yeon had been repeating that it hurt through her sobs, but at some point she began to feel a tickling, clenching sensation deep in her belly. What had been faint beneath the intense pain slowly grew clearer.
Their two bodies, slick with sweat and fluids, slid against each other. The sensation of bare skin gliding together was strangely exquisite. Though the heavy, scorching weight of him was unfamiliar and frightening, it wasn’t repulsive. The shared heat, breathing, and sexual sensations gradually clouded her mind, melting away the tension that had held her rigid.
Even with something that thick moving inside her, it was difficult not to feel a kind of catharsis. Every time he filled her to the brink of bursting and then withdrew, the inside of her pussy tingled with electric pleasure. It was when Do-kyung pushed even deeper that Bo-yeon’s fingers twitched and she unconsciously grabbed his forearm. Her shallow, sobbing moans suddenly sharpened.
“Ahng…!”
A cool gaze swept over her flushed cheeks. He stared intently at her trembling, confused eyes before giving a few firm thrusts upward. Even as his movements grew fiercer, pounding against her hole, she stiffened for a brief moment—then let out a sweet, melting moan.
“Haa, hngh… wait, ngh… ah, no… hngh, it feels… strange… ah!”
This was the smallest courtesy he could offer a woman who had obediently spread herself open for him. Even that much was a whim born from how well Bo-yeon had satisfied him in every other way. In answer, he simply grabbed her breast as she sobbed.
Thwack! Bo-yeon’s waist twisted violently. With that single powerful thrust, she realized how much he had been holding back until now.
“Ha, huuu…!”
Her lips parted and a wail spilled out. Before she could even beg him to stop, her vision shook violently. He said nothing as he drove his cock into her again and again. He fucked her as easily as if hunting weak prey rather than mating with a partner. The merciless rhythm made her feel like her pelvis might split apart.
The more she sobbed, the more excited he became. His breathing grew rough as he pinned down her writhing body and ground into her. What Bo-yeon found most incomprehensible was that she was feeling something from this violent sex. Pleasure surged within the numb, stinging pain. Her hole, stabbed by his grotesquely swollen cock, throbbed. Love juices trickled out of her like she was losing control of her bladder.
Squish. Chu! Chuuut…!
The sounds were so obscene she couldn’t bear to hear them with her eyes open. The feeling was too strange. Her cheeks burned so fiercely she almost thought it would be better to simply be afraid. Even as she was shaken senseless, she could feel him watching her ruined state, and she could no longer hold back.
“Open your eyes.”
But the moment she squeezed them shut, the warning came flying. When she still refused to open them, he gripped her waist and drove the terrifyingly large cock all the way in.
“Ugh, huuuuu!”
Bo-yeon convulsed, making choked noises. The shape of his cock stood out clearly against her flat stomach. Do-kyung narrowed his eyes as he watched it, then viciously hammered her insides. The path no one had ever touched opened wide. Bo-yeon could endure no more and surrendered completely.
“Hngh… s-sorry… I was wrong, ugh… ah… ngh, I’ll open them… haang…!”
Hah…
Huu…
Do-kyung’s breathing grew harsher.
His stomach muscles fluttered like thin paper from the strain of holding back. It looked as if he might pierce straight through her.
It was a grotesque, perverse act—stirring a woman’s womb with his cock. Cruel heat swirled in his pitch-black eyes. Gripping her slender waist that fit in one hand, he pressed down on her womb with both thumbs. When he thrust upward in that position, the woman cried so pathetically that the act almost became entertaining.
“Ha, huu… Ah! Ahh!”
Thwack! Thwack! Her pretty, innocent face was miserably drenched. The whites of her eyes showed as her once-pure gaze rolled back. She drooled stupidly, tongue stiff. Her elegant thighs trembled violently. The woman gushed again.
The clear, transparent fluid flowed not from her urethra but from her pussy. There wasn’t much, but it was enough to make wet, splashing sounds. He liked the narrow, easily-wetted hole quite a bit. Splattering hot love juices with every thrust, he stirred her insides however he pleased.
“Haa, ah… Ah! Huuuu!”
The woman who had been sobbing until she nearly lost her breath suddenly convulsed as if struck by lightning. As if she were coming, her sloppy inner walls clamped down with desperate strength, just like when he had first entered her. Ignoring the way she clenched as if trying to bite him off, he thrust deep, making her hole flutter and gape obscenely.
The sight of her face, slick with bodily fluids and crying shamelessly, definitely had a way of stirring the viewer’s appetite. Her whimpering sobs weren’t particularly annoying—they were even pleasant to listen to. And her hole was honestly better than he had expected.