FI - 7

My breathing sounded distant. The light in front of my eyes flickered and then faded, like a blinking lamp. There was no point in blinking.

“Ugh, huh.”

A whimper mixed with a cry escaped my lips. The intense stimulation of being licked and sucked on my vulva was too much to bear. Even the slurping sound of wet flesh being deliciously sucked seemed to be a stimulation to my body.

All Sa-ya could do was surrender her body to Ki Shin-je and tremble with high-intensity pleasure, panting and crying.

“Is having your vulva licked so good that it makes you cry?”

Ki Shin-je licked her clitoris with his tongue. The plump flesh wrapped around his tongue. Her vulva, completely free of pubic hair, was so easy to suck. Sa-ya’s vulva had a sweet, powdery scent. Ki Shin-je buried his high nose in her intoxicating scent, which made his brain melt, and inhaled it over and over. The more he sucked on her soft vulva, the more his thirst grew instead of being quenched.

“Ah, ugh, stop, ah.”

Fireworks exploded in front of her eyes. It was humiliating and shameful, but it felt good. It felt so good, and the goodness was so overwhelming it was difficult to endure. It felt like her whole body was melting, like she might die. Sa-ya knew nothing about such acts. All she knew about sex between a man and a woman was that a man’s cock enters a woman’s vagina for intercourse. To the men who asked if they shouldn’t teach sex to the ignorant Sa-ya, the madam confidently said that an ignorant simpleton made men even crazier.

“At a time like this, you shouldn’t say stop, but beg me to suck more. Look how much you’re ejaculating.”

Ki Shin-je, who had no intention of stopping, spread her plump, pink-flushed labia and sucked more promiscuously. The delicate flesh that stuck smoothly to his mouth made him even more savage. Her vulva without pubic hair was even beautiful. It felt like looking at a pristine, white snowfield no one had ever stepped on.

“Ugh, don’t, that’s a place you shouldn’t, uh, ah, suck!”

Sa-ya trembled all over, shaking. Just when she thought she was floating high up, she plunged down, and just when she thought she was falling, she soared again.

“Where is there a place I shouldn’t suck, you fucker? I want to suck and chew on you from head to toe.”

Lube was pouring out. Why did her vaginal fluid also smell so clean? Ki Shin-je spread his tongue wide and licked the flowing fluid. He knew that if he didn’t loosen her up this much, her first-time hole would surely be torn by his cock. This girl, who was both beautiful and so lewd, was completely driving him out of his mind. Something unbelievable was happening. For the first time in his life, Ki Shin-je was doing something that wasn’t planned.

“I might develop some strange fetishes.”

Ki Shin-je muttered to himself quietly. Sa-ya was at a loss, constantly wiping away her tears with both hands. He put down her long, straight legs, grabbed his cock, which was dripping with pre-cum, and stroked it up and down a few times. His throbbing cock was sticking to his lower abdomen, fully aroused. The veins on Ki Shin-je’s abdomen protruded, creating a magnificent sight.

“Sa-ya.”

Sa-ya lifted her tear-matted eyelashes. Her gentle brown eyes trembled sorrowfully. She tightly pressed her lips together to suppress the sounds of her unending sobs, causing wrinkles to appear on her chin.

There was no part of her that wasn’t beautiful. The look in her eyes had no impurities at all.

“Crying won’t get you any mercy.”

Her tightly-pressed lips quivered. As if she understood, she nodded her head and hesitantly stretched out her two arms toward him. Unconscious seduction is lethal. Ki Shin-je lowered his upper body to make it easier for her to hug his neck. Her thin arms wrapped around his neck, and she buried her forehead in his nape.

“...Director.”

“Hmm?”

Ki Shin-je gently caressed Sa-ya’s back with one hand while grabbing his cock and pressing it against her parted vulva.

“Hmph, is this how it’s usually done?”

His sensual eyes curved at her curious voice.

“How is ‘this’?”

“...Lewdly.”

“Hmm, is it lewd?”

His patience was remarkable. He briefly lifted the cock he was pressing against her vulva. And instead, he pushed one of his fingers into her wet vagina. Sa-ya’s pupils widened at the foreign sensation. He pushed his tongue into her open mouth.

“Ugh!”

The tongue that entered her mouth and the finger that entered her vagina moved together. The cramped hole couldn’t properly swallow one finger and tried to push it back out. He realized trying to shove his cock in right away would have been crazy.

This hurt too, so she furrowed her brows and frantically sucked on Ki Shin-je’s tongue to lessen the foreign sensation. He twisted his finger and pressed against the inner wall. As the inner wall, which had been holding his finger, now stuck to it like glutinous rice cake and squirmed, Ki Shin-je made a low moan from his throat. She didn’t even realize her own body was lewder; what did she mean by ‘lewdly’?

“Haa, you have to breathe while you suck my tongue, Sa-ya.”

Saliva she couldn’t fully swallow ran down Sa-ya’s chin. Even that was breathtakingly beautiful. Sa-ya blinked rapidly and gasped for air. Her expression was one of being out of her mind from the finger inside her. And it was just one finger.

“This is what happens when I loosen you up by sucking. You can barely fit one finger in, yet you chew on it like crazy.”

“Hmph, just, have sex, haaa!”

She thought it would be better to just put the cock in and get it over with quickly. Sa-ya’s eyes widened again. A second finger had entered her hole.

“My little lady can’t stop talking. Do you want to eat my cock instead of my fingers?”

Ki Shin-je bit Sa-ya’s lips with his teeth. The two fingers were squeezed as if they would be torn off. It was a euphoric pressure. The inner wall sticking to his fingers heightened the anticipation of sex. It was Ki Shin-je who wanted to put his cock in instead of his fingers.

“Hee, ah! Ah, it hurts, ah!”

“See? This hurts, so how are you going to take my cock?”

It wasn’t easy to widen her inner wall by spreading two fingers. To be honest, he desperately wanted to just throw caution to the wind and thrust his cock in.

“Hoo, relax. You’re going to tear off my fingers or my cock.”

“Aah, I can’t, relax. Haa, you, you take it out.”

Sa-ya sobbed and pleaded. Every time her inner wall was poked, she was so soaked in pleasure that her body jumped.

“I should take it out? If I take this out, I’ll put in something bigger. What will you do then?”

Contrary to his gentle and alluring voice, Ki Shin-je also had no composure. He thought with this much patience, there was nothing he couldn’t do in the world.

“Tell me if it hurts.”

He stroked his throbbing cock with one hand and positioned himself between Sa-ya’s legs. The cock, which looked enormous, touched her hole.

“...If I tell you, will you stop?”

“Are you crazy?”

With a firm retort, he pressed his hard, erect cock in.

“Ah! Ugh! It hurts!”

The feeling of the thick glans pushing into her hole was incomparable to a finger. A scream of painful agony erupted.

“It hasn’t even gone in yet.”

Ki Shin-je exhaled with a nonchalant sigh.

“You’re so dramatic, like a baby.”

Ki Shin-je’s lips covered Sa-ya’s. Sa-ya, trying to distract herself from the pain, frantically sucked his tongue. Ki Shin-je’s mouth curled up in a smile, but Sa-ya had no time to notice.

While letting Sa-ya suck his tongue, Ki Shin-je brushed the sweat-drenched hair from her forehead, tucked it behind her ear, and gently stroked her waist and buttocks. Then, he slowly pushed his hips in with a little force.

The feeling of her never-penetrated, tight hole opening was so raw it gave him chills.

“Ugh!”

“Ah!”

Zip! The hole split open and swallowed the thick cock. Sa-ya’s moans and cries mingled in Ki Shin-je’s mouth.

“Good girl, you swallowed it all.”

He pecked at Sa-ya’s lips and then caressed the area around the hole that was gripping his cock with his finger. The inner wall, invaded by a foreign object, constricted with a force that threatened to tear off his cock.

“Haa, relax.”

Sa-ya bit her lips until they bled and shook her head like crazy. Tears streamed down her face from the burning, searing pain in her lower body. It felt insane that a cock of this size was entering her.

“Huh, ugh... it’s too, big, ah!”

Her cry of resentment grew louder. Ki Shin-je chuckled, pulling back his throbbing cock from her cute, bewitching resentment.

“Bigger is better, not something to cry about. It’s because it’s your first time.”

With a low moan, his thick cock thrust in again. Sa-ya’s whole body was swept away, shaking uncontrollably.

Thump, thump, he rammed his cock into the hole with a slapping sound. He ravaged and poked her delicate membranes to quickly widen the inner wall. The savage thrusting reduced the sharp pain, and a tingling pleasure rushed in instead.

In that interim, Sa-ya lost her mind, crying and screaming in ecstasy.

“Ah, hmph! Ah!”

“Ugh!”

Ki Shin-je also seemed to be enduring the tingling pleasure from head to toe and paused his movements for a moment.

After catching his breath, he put Sa-ya’s limp legs on his shoulders. He thrust his cock into her fully exposed hole and, putting his weight into it, plunged deep from above. Sa-ya let out a cry with a thoroughly hoarse voice. Vaginal fluid splattered onto their two bodies. The hole squirmed, stickily holding onto the penetrating cock.

Overwhelmed by the unbearable pleasure, Sa-ya writhed and was convulsed with spasms.

Ki Shin-je thrust his cock in deep and had a long orgasm. He kept thrusting his hips the entire time.

He bit Sa-ya’s limp lips and caressed her cheek. Sa-ya’s dazed eyes opened. Her face, completely wet with tears, was pathetic. Their two sweat-drenched bodies were tightly pressed together. Ki Shin-je didn’t pull his cock out and remained inside Sa-ya’s body.

“...Is it over?”

Her voice was all hoarse from how much she had screamed and cried. Ki Shin-je licked her lips with his tongue.

“Do you want it to be over?”

“Haa, it hurts,”

“It hurt? You seemed like you were dying of pleasure.”

“No, ah!”

Sa-ya let out a moan as Ki Shin-je thrust his hips up.

“Just one more time.”

He smiled faintly, sucking on Sa-ya’s lips. Sa-ya, as if enchanted by his smile, nodded her head.

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After announcing his candidacy for president, Choi Beom was incredibly busy. The finish line was now within reach. It was a place all politicians dreamed of but only the chosen ones could reach.

It had been a tough process. Choi Beom chugged down a warm herbal medicine in one go. In a fight where nothing was unimportant, physical strength was essential. He took over a dozen types of health supplements and vitamins a day, including the herbal medicine. Choi Beom looked at the large-numbered clock on the wall and called his assistant.

“Yes, Representative.”

The assistant, who had been with him for several elections, entered with a smile.

“What time does tonight’s schedule end?”

“We expect it to be around 9 PM at the earliest.”

“I have to meet with Professor Kim at the old-fashioned pub at 10.”

It was partly for image management, but the pub was Professor Kim’s regular spot, with few customers and a quiet owner, so they mainly used it when they met.

“Will you be alright?”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll have a drink of soju and relieve some stress for once.”

Professor Kim was like a younger brother who knew all of his faults. He just wanted to put aside his headaches for a bit and clear his head with some idle chatter.

The pub was in a narrow alley in front of the university where Professor Kim worked and was their alma mater. Professor Kim, a country boy, liked places like this. His tastes were very different from Choi Beom, a native of Seoul. The advantage of this pub was that it didn’t have many customers. That was a big advantage for Choi Beom.

“Senior, why do you look younger every time I see you? I guess handsome people don’t get old.”

Professor Kim, who had recently started growing a beard, laughed heartily with his scruffy facial hair. He had rejected Choi Beom’s offer to work together, saying he preferred teaching and studying, yet Professor Kim was the one who looked well every time they met.

“Not getting old? Seonggil told me I should get some Botox.”

Seonggil was the name of Choi Beom’s assistant. On the shabby table with simple side dishes, the two poured soju into their own glasses.

“This place really hasn’t changed.”

Choi Beom looked around the old establishment. Even though he only came here to meet Professor Kim, it felt like a very familiar place.

“Something has to stay the same. Well, changing like you isn’t bad either.”

“Me? Hey, have I changed?”

Professor Kim snorted as he was drinking soju at Choi Beom’s question.

“You have, don’t you think so? I like how you’ve mellowed out, Senior.”

Professor Kim picked up a piece of pale tofu with his chopsticks, but it crumbled, and he frowned. How could he not use chopsticks properly at this age?

“I’m just running out of energy.”

“Funny. You used to be like a wild beast when you were young. So slick. You did a lot of bad things, too.”

“I still do.”

Choi Beom, his face reddening after two glasses of soju, replied shamelessly. Professor Kim laughed.

“Now you know they’re bad things. Back then, you didn’t know that, Senior.”

Choi Beom, who didn’t dwell on the past, filled his glass, saying, “Is that so?” The soju tasted sweet. Perhaps because he was getting older, politics wasn’t as interesting as it used to be. He was indeed running out of energy.

“Oh, you know that madam who liked you, Senior? The pretty, slender one.”

Choi Beom scoffed at Professor Kim’s description. All the bar girls were pretty and slender. And at the bars he frequented, there were more than a truckload of such women. For a professor, his descriptive skills were lacking.

“I had more than a few women who liked me.”

“You’re so full of yourself. Anyway, I heard that madam died. Did you know, Senior?”

Choi Beom, who had no idea which madam he was talking about, frowned and looked at Professor Kim.

“You said you needed to work something out with a woman before the election back then. Madam Yoon, was it? Yes, Madam Yoon. I saw her once or twice, and she was so friendly to me that I remember her. She was also a great beauty.”

“Ah...”

Choi Beom nodded, as if he remembered. Madam Yoon, was her name ‘Yoon Jung’? She was quite smart, understood things quickly, and handled matters well. He knew she liked him and used it, so as Professor Kim said, he had done a bad thing.

“But how do you know Madam Yoon died?”

“By chance, it’s a small world. I found out while having a drink with a head physician named Kim at Hanyoung Hospital. She was brought to the hospital for drug overdose.”

“...”

At the mention of a drug overdose, Choi Beom looked at Professor Kim with a shocked expression.

“Head physician Kim had also seen Madam Yoon once. We all drank there together thanks to you, Senior.”

“You all have good memories.”

Choi Beom poured soju into his now bitter mouth. He thought she was smart, but maybe not, seeing as she was a drug addict.

“She was brought in with cardiac arrest, and they couldn’t save her. But was that woman married?”

“How would I know? I’m just hearing about her death from you now. Why?”

“Well, Head physician Kim said she seemed to have a daughter. He didn’t get a good look, but he said he thought so.”

Choi Beom, who was filling his glass with soju, paused. A daughter?

“Hey, Senior, it’s overflowing.”

Choi Beom put down the soju bottle and stared at the overflowing glass. She could have been married. There was no law that said a bar girl couldn’t get married. But it was a strange feeling.

“But do women with a family and a child usually get brought in for a drug overdose?”

Professor Kim murmured, tilting his head.

“What does it matter?”

Although he said that, Choi Beom felt an unsettling feeling and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Oh, I got sidetracked again while talking about how you’ve changed, Senior.”

Professor Kim raised his glass and clinked it against Choi Beom’s, trying to change the mood. Choi Beom, feeling increasingly uncomfortable, quickly downed his glass of soju. The face of Madam Yoon, who had liked him, dimly came to mind. A bar girl with a daughter. Choi Beom’s brown eyes darkened.

[To Volume 2]