A Complete Mess
“There’s a hook in the back!”
“Where?”
Even after I told him, he still couldn’t manage it, so in the end I had to undo it myself. Meanwhile Kwon Hyun-jin pulled something from the console drawer. It looked like lotion.
“What’s that?”
“Gel.”
Gel? My brain short-circuited at the bare answer with no further explanation.
“Mine’s big, so…”
Hyun-jin’s face looked almost shy as he said it.
Oh, please. Just because he’s tall doesn’t mean everything else is oversized. How big could it possibly be? A chili pepper is only a chili because it’s just a chili…
That was what I thought—until I saw Kwon Hyun-jin completely naked and nearly choked on my own shock.
Does studying abroad make that grow bigger too? I could only stare blankly, stunned. So that was why he’d prepared an extra-large condom.
“Yours… looks exactly like that.”
“What?”
“A giant sweet potato…”
Once, a monster sweet potato had come up from the Yesan farm—thicker and longer than my forearm. Everyone had been astonished. The second I saw Hyun-jin’s cock, that potato flashed through my mind. The pale pink color, the uneven, bumpy surface…
“That’s a compliment, right?”
Hyun-jin grinned and wrapped his hand around himself, stroking up and down. Even in that large palm, plenty of length remained. I was speechless.
“Put on lots of gel.”
I couldn’t not warn him. After rolling on the condom, Hyun-jin stripped my lower half. At least the thoroughly soaked panties came off with everything else—small mercies.
“Wow…”
Hyun-jin, gently caressing between my legs, let out a low sound of pure awe. His fingers glided softly from my clit all the way to my perineum, while his free hand toyed with a nipple.
As I trembled, he pressed moist kisses against my ear and whispered,
“Na-hee. Nuna.”
At that sudden address I grew even wetter. I clamped my thighs shut as if to catch his wrist.
“Want me to suck you here? Down there.”
“Ah—no. Absolutely not.”
“Just licking? You don’t like that either?”
I swear I had never even imagined such a thing. When I refused, face drained of color, Hyun-jin simply nodded.
“Okay… next time, then.”
“Not next time either.”
“Ah, not next time either?”
His little snicker felt almost mocking. When I smacked his shoulder and scowled to make it clear I was serious, Hyun-jin only gave me a pretty eye-smile.
“From next time on, I’m not listening to you.”
“Ah!”
Without warning a long finger pushed inside. Hyun-jin was carving a path into a place that had never been opened before.
“Na-hee, you’re so damn tight…”
“D-don’t move like that.”
“Fuck, how is mine even supposed to fit in here.”
Every time that slick finger sank deeper, the sensation was vivid beyond belief. I felt every single knuckle.
“But once it’s in, the feeling’s going to be insane. You’ll squeeze me so hard… ha…”
As if picturing the real thing, Hyun-jin’s brow furrowed. His slow strokes quickened.
“Something’s brushing against me inside…”
“Shut up… ah!”
“You’re still leaking, Na-hee.”
The wet, squelching sounds from below were loud enough to reach my own ears.
“Might not even need the gel.”
“Aah!”
Hyun-jin shoved in deep enough that I felt the back of his hand, then yanked free. Immediately he pressed himself against my entrance. Unlike the gentle invasion of his fingers, the blunt force of him forcing me open sent a sharp chill through me.
“Kwon Hyun-jin—ah! W-wait, just a second—”
I already felt stuffed full; I held my breath.
Every time that thick tip pushed insistently, demanding more room, the stretch burned as if I might tear.
“Ah, shit…”
Unable to move any farther, Hyun-jin could only pant in sharp, ragged breaths. His face was twisted with visible strain.
“Na-hee… ah, Lee Na-hee.”
Because he had stopped, I slowly began to adjust. Yet every time I drew a long breath, Hyun-jin seemed to suffer more.
“Na-hee. Try—try relaxing a little.”
“I don’t know how.”
“Right now… I’m seriously about to cum.”
Droplets of sweat dripped from under his chin.
This kid who barely ever broke a sweat was making that miserable face; I felt sorry for him.
“Ah, Na-hee. Please… please.”
I had no idea what he was begging for.
I was the one who would hurt more the deeper he went, yet he was the one in agony.
I cupped his cheeks and brushed his messy hair back.
“Just… Hyun-jin, just do it.”
“Ah.”
Hyun-jin dropped his upper body and crushed his mouth to mine. His tongue swept messily inside me as he drove his hips forward.
Not long after, he collapsed onto me.
From the way his shoulders locked and the low, pained moan that spilled out of him, I knew he had finished.
Our first time was a complete mess. Of course, even that I liked.
The warmth of his body tangled messily against mine felt so, so warm.
Hyun-jin’s chest, face buried against me, heaved violently. Only after a long while, as if embarrassed, did he lift that handsome face.
“Shit… I’m not a premature ejaculator.”
“Seems like you are, though… ah!”
Without warning he pulled out. Hyun-jin cleaned himself up and tore open a fresh condom. Even after just coming, that thick length still stood aggressively hard.
“I’ll make you beg me to finish fast.”
He was smiling, but the kid looked a little pissed. Even though he’d been the one to bring up premature ejaculation first…
Hyun-jin squeezed gel onto himself. He applied it thickly, like ketchup on a giant hot dog, as if steeling himself for something.
“Hngh.”
“Ah…”
Thanks to the gel he sank much deeper in a single thrust. My body curled on its own under the bursting pressure.
Slowly rocking his hips, Hyun-jin pressed my gradually closing knees down into the mattress.
“Don’t fight it, Na-hee.”
With my legs forced wide, entry became far easier. Every heavy slam sent stars bursting across my vision.
Deeper, harder—Hyun-jin’s relentless thrusts made my insides tingle and spark.
“Huk—too deep…!”
“That’s why I’m not putting it all the way in.”
“Aahng!”
Every time that hard head struck a place that simply couldn’t take more, a white flash tore through my skull.
“Not there! Don’t—like that… hngh!”
“You like it, though…”
Like a child toying with an insect, Hyun-jin looked down at me as I twisted beneath him. He kept up the cruel, steady pounding. Eventually he forced my legs into an M and gathered both of my pushing hands into one of his own.
“Ha, the way your tits bounce is fucking filthy.”
The thrusts were nearly pile-driving now; it felt like he was hammering the inside of my belly. The blunt sensation of my organs being shoved upward was almost obscene.
Even through the clamorous, half-painful pleasure I was climbing steadily toward the peak.
“Ah… aah…!”
In my flickering white vision I caught Hyun-jin’s crooked, satisfied smile.
Just as he had warned, Hyun-jin drove me until the powerful climax left me unable to control my own body.
But the one who ended up begging was not me.
“Na-hee. Just one more time.”
Clinging to me as I lay sprawled like a corpse, barely breathing, Hyun-jin whispered against my skin.
“Hm? Nuna…”
His hand gently stroked between my legs. He really seemed out of his mind. Just the times I had personally witnessed him finish already numbered six.
“Don’t touch—ah…!”
The moment he stimulated my already hypersensitive clit again, heat surged up from deep in my belly. It was instantaneous, like boarding an express elevator straight to climax.
“Eungh!”
Hyun-jin slipped a finger inside. My entire sex, entrance included, felt swollen and puffy.
“You came just now, didn’t you.”
“Dunno…”
“You know you clamp down insanely hard when you finish?”
As if he had suddenly become a researcher dedicated to observing and cataloguing sex, Hyun-jin kept spouting one mortifying observation after another without pause.
“Even with tons of gel it’s still ridiculously tight. I can feel every little fold, every twitch inside you. Same for you? Do you feel me every single time I brush against you?”
“…”
I had meant to shut that mouth of his. Instead, I was the one who got caught.