Your Girlfriend Was Amazing

Chapter 63: The Importance of Knocking

The Importance of Knocking

Setting the mood isn't that difficult.

It's not my first rodeo.

Yoomin tends to be more upfront about her desires, so we don't need a mood for that. But Soojin is a different story. Although their desires might seem alike, she doesn't express them openly.

Soojin's the closest to being a realistic virgin.

Beyond the fact that I claimed her virginity on our first meetup, it's all about her reactions afterward. Not many women are all forward after the first time, especially if it's not a serious relationship and there's no deep connection from the start.

Yoomin, on the flip side, has always had that personality, and being the main heroine probably plays a role. Soojin, on the other hand, is genuinely pure without any external influence.

She doesn't actively appeal, fearing to seem cheap…

I get that feeling of not being able to show it even if she wants to. She's worried about being seen as an easy girl and getting ditched easily.

I need to be gentle.

Our initial sex had me relying on my skills. After that, we did it at the hotel while she grappled with adrenaline post-monster confrontation. However, this time, we found ourselves on the bed in a more relaxed setting, just the two of us.

It's important to naturally close the physical distance. So, I invited her to the bed, pressing our thighs close enough to touch.

"Your body feels tense. Are you okay, noona?"

"Uh…? Uh…! Oh…"

As I spoke, I gently raised my hand up her thigh. Not directly going inside but cautiously caressing, slowly gaining control of her body. Like a snake carefully examining its prey before swiftly capturing it.

She's not wearing anything down here?

While slowly reaching inside, I realized there was no sensation of fabric. I should've touched her underwear at this point, but a subtle warmth enveloped my fingertips instead.

She must have taken them off while I was in the study with Yoo Minhyuk earlier. That meant she deliberately removed her underwear, came to study, and then led me to her room.

Is this it? Is the body this honest? If that's the case, there is no need to hold back.

Seeing her body shiver from the moment I touched her thigh, she must have been wet already. I could feel my middle and ring fingers sliding smoothly into her entrance.

"Ahn… Hm… Wait… I… Yes…" Soojin held onto my chest with hands like ferns, letting out moans.

I reached out with my other hand and supported her so she could lie back comfortably. In my my arms, I lifted one of her legs on my lap. Then the warmth from between her spread legs is immediately absorbed into my palm.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Please… Ahn…"

She was flushed with embarrassment. Her face still held the innocence of a virgin, even with her legs spread wide and her pussy moistened.

The bra was yanked down, exposing the nipples poking through the blouse. The slightly puckered areolas gradually revealed themselves, standing plump and rosy. I had the urge to sink my teeth into those juicy, inverted nipples right then.

"Hmm… Ah! Taeyang… Ah… Huh…"

Soojin had let her body go limp, just reacting to my moves. No, her body had turned into a damn puppet, responding only to my commands. I needed to hammer into her head that she was the one responsible for this situation.

"If you don't tell me, I'll stop right here and leave." I looked down at her as if I didn't care, as if it was okay to stop here.

Dark desire swirled in Soojin's eyes, and her tongue in between those slightly parted lips instinctively licked them. The glasses were barely clinging to the bridge of her nose.

"I, I want…"

"You need to speak louder, noona."

Her neat black hair became a messy cascade as it gracefully fell. The skirt's hem had already hitched up to her waist.

Soojin's hand, which had been on her chest, was slowly removing the blouse. The squirming lips parted widely, revealing desire.

"Not just fingers… Taeyang's… I want your cock, Taeyang…"

With a deep smile, I made Soojin lie completely in my arms. The main event was about to kick off.

"Sure, then." I pulled out my moist fingers.

Soojin wasted no time stripping down. Perhaps catching on to my preferences, she left the skirt on without a care. Clad only in the skirt, she swung her hair, putting her pussy on full display.

I wondered if she realized the rub she'd been playing on my crotch since earlier.

The tight jeans constricting my swollen shaft were finally set free. Seeing my stiff cock, Soojin made a dazed expression, but it seemed to have nothing to do with my skill's influence.

"Taeyang… I actually want to do this with you every day…" Her murmuring voice continued.

Everything is difficult at first, but once you get through it, it becomes effortless.

"I… I want to make you feel good too…" Soojin said so while climbing on top of me.

She ditched the lying-down stance, switching to a bold one, pushing against my chest and forcing me down. The moment I hit the bed, an exclamation mark shot up. Soojin gulped, taking in the sight.

"You don't have o force yourself, noona."

"Ah… no… I'm not forcing myself… um… It's just… so… thick…"

Sliding my meat stick into her wet meat pocket, she looked like she was struggling to handle it. Her waist was trembling uncontrollably, and her thighs were contracting intensely. My sick was being swallowed while squeezing in the narrow entrance.

Since she hadn't experienced much sex, it felt as tight as a virgin pussy.

"Ugh… Ha… Huh… Going in…"

Perhaps due to the unfamiliar position, only about half had entered. Yet, she seemed eager to get it all in, shaking her hips frantically.

"I'll help you, noona."

"Uh… Yeah? No… Ah… Ah!"

I snatched her wrists, forcefully pulled her down. Soojin devoured my entire length without a pause, her eyes popping wide open. My pulsating shaft violently stretched her pussy walls, delving deep into her cervix.

"Ha… Yes… Ahh…"

Continuing to spread her thighs, she seemed uncertain of what to do. But after a moment, the sound of vaginal juices gushing out filled the room.

"This… Isn't… No… Haa… Taeyang…"

"Isn't this what you wanted, noona?"

"Y-Yeah… I… wanted it… Ah… Huh… Yeah…"

Gripping Soojin's waist like a handle, I thrust up and down, each slam producing a satisfying pop. Her tight pussy spasmed with every plunge, squirting out the nectar.

We hadn't seen each other for quite a while, so it must have accumulated.

"Do you masturbate while thinking about me?"

"Yes… I do… Uh… Huh… When I thought of you, Taeyang… Oh… Ah…"

The bed creaked from the rough movements.

"How did you do it?"

"With my… fingers… teased… myself… ah… huh! Just a little… gentle…"

Despite her request for gentleness, her body was moving vigorously, and even during the thrusts, she delicately rubbed herself, seeking clitoral stimulation.

"Gentle? Should I pull out then?"

"Ah… Ah… Don't…"

We changed position from cowgirl to facing. She pressed her body completely against mine, seemingly hoping for stimulation on her clit.

"Look down, noona. Can you see your pussy?"

"I… Don't… know… Oh…!"

Maybe it was because he was small and petite, her face only reached the level of my chest. Unable to lift her head, she kept it low, emitting only moans.

"Take a look, what do you see? If you don't tell me, I'll stop."

"Ah… No… How can I… Huh… Say… Haah…"

The room echoed with a squelchy noise, much like fingers squelching through a muddy mess. Her thoroughly wet and dripping pussy refused to give the bed a break, just kept moistening it.

"Just tell me."

"Ah… Huh… It's… my… pussy…"

"Yes?"

"My pussy… getting… stuffed… Ah… by Ah… your cock… Ahh…"

Knock, knock—

"Are you inside? I brought some fruits for you." Soojin's mother's voice echoed from outside the door.

It was at that moment that I realized the importance of knocking. If she'd stormed in without warning, we'd be in a seriously sticky situation.

But this situation is turning me on even more.

The excitement was fueling my erection, not calming it – it's hardened.

"Ah… Thick… Taeyang… Ahh… So good…"

Soojin, seemingly oblivious to her mother's voice, persistently grinded her hips in my embrace. She licked and imprinted my neck as if she owned it, completely engrossed in her own world.

Knock, knock, knock—

"Hey, are you two in there? Mom's coming in."

‘Time's running out. It's too late to use the cleanup skill.'

I had anticipated this when we're having sex in the guidance room, but this situation was beyond expectation. I genuinely thought we would be alone.

Plus, the idea that someone could walk in only added to the damn excitement, and my hard-on wasn't backing down.

Is this really happening?

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