Husband, Wanted - Chapter 1
Even if winter takes away the beauty of summer, I’ll admire it alone.
It emits light alone and is as hot as an unquenchable flame.
Even if winter eats away the vigor of summer, I am full of vitality alone in a desolate field.
The undying passion of a girl who has not reached adulthood.
The innocence of a child who is as greedy as the stars in the universe.
The innocence of a child who believes that she can hold the stars in her arms if she puts her mind to it.
That’s what I am now.
Still in its infancy.
A girl who spends most of the day in the classroom wearing a skirt that gently brushes over the knees and a neat academy jacket without a single wrinkle.
A sixteen-year-old who burns small embers with the slightest breeze.
I am sixteen.
“Huuhh, It…… ! It hurts!”
The dark red manhood poked through the slippery entrance and entered.
It was something I was prepared for, but the unfamiliar pain that I had managed last night broke in an instant.
Beads of sweat were also forming on the man’s hair, who had crushed my body as if he was reigning over.
The beads of sweat fell on my cheeks, sliding down the sharp, pointed bridge of the nose.
In an instant, the heat spread all the way to the top of my head, and he dug deeper inside, like the pillar that tore through the tender flesh.
My hand gripped the sheet as if squeezing it in surprise, scratching the air and nailing the man’s broad shoulder.
The resentment surged.
I was saddened by the size of the man’s pillar that seemed to have to be able to be hired for a monster hunter, and so was my plight of being wallowed in bed with a man I had an awkward relationship with.
It was all because of that damn dream that appeared every night.
In my dream, I continued an unfamiliar act with someone whose face was painted dark.
Then, when I woke up from the dream, my underwear was often wet.
When boys at the academy were hiding and whispering dreamy stories among themselves, I shouldn’t have made fun of them saying, ‘Then do you pee in your pants all the time?’.
I shouldn’t have laughed at the boys who were screaming and running away.
If I had known that I would be getting my underwear wet every morning…… Rather than making fun of them, I should have felt a sense of unity with them.
The situation in which I wash my underwear every morning to prevent the man sleeping next to me from noticing was heartbreaking.
But I had reason to find out who the person I was making passionate love with in my dream was.
“Huuk, wait, wait a minute…… No, no more, ah, ah!”
“Shh, spread your legs more and relax.”
“Teacher…… Uhk, haa… I can’t, do it, Ah!”
Each time he hit it slowly and strongly, the ferocious genitals that seemed to be unable to come in any more, entered by forcing the inner walls apart.
My body felt strangely twisted.
I swallowed my fear and hurriedly touched his curved abs.
I shook my head with a face covered in sweat and tears.
“Next, next time I’ll do it right. Sor, sorry…… sniff, I can’t, haa…….”
“It’s okay. I’ll drive into you until your stomach moves into the shape of my c***.”
His cruel lips gently wiped away my tears and whispered like reciting a poem.
I was almost fooled by the sweet voice.
No matter how much I begged with both hands, this man will never back down, even if he looks at me with pity.
If I had known that sex was something like this, I wouldn’t have even tried to find the man in my dreams using my body’s memory.
I wonder if it was because I don’t know if the ‘me’ in my dream didn’t go out of bed for a few days because of the peg-like manhood.
No matter what I did, I couldn’t understand it as much as the tears of an ant.
(T/N: meaning very, very little.)
I cried with my throat while feeling the strange sensations I was not used to and the hard-to-receive manhood.
The man, like it or not, tenderly coveted my face with his hot lips.
“Would you like me to wet the hole?”
When I was in so much pain, he bit my cheek once and got himself up.
It felt like something that had reached just below my belly button was scraping his inner wall and leaking out.
A tingling sensation ran down my spine.
Between my legs were already wet enough due to the long caresses.
The pain of insertion was due to the man’s ignorant manhood size, not the lack of fluid that acts as the lubricant.
As his manhood completely escaped out, I let out a breath I had been holding back.
I was gasping for breath as I looked up at the ceiling, and his large hand grabbed my thigh.
My shoulders trembled at the scorching heat.
As I looked down, I saw the pillar the size of a child’s forearm, standing upright just above the man’s navel.
I shouldn’t have stared at it.
As I was about to turn my gaze away, the neatly trimmed, straight nails and a large hand with beautifully protruding bones gripped the large pillar.
The man stared at me between my wide-open legs and slowly began to rub his c***.
In my memory, the man’s hand was all about turning the pages of a book full of clever characters, writing with a sharp nib, and holding a stick.
Transparent liquid formed on the tip of the red glans every time his graceful hand swept up the dark red pillar.
The fluid gradually became thinner and flowed down the glans.
It glided along the bulging veins, rubbed against his fine hands and spread over the entire thick body repeatedly.
I could see the man’s broad shoulders and thick chest muscles rising and falling rapidly.
The man frowned slightly and started rubbing the glans glistening with his own liquid under me again.
The blunt thing poked my entrance, then cut through my pubic area and crushed the cl*toris.
Every time the small piece of flesh was rubbed against the hot glans, the space between my thighs trembled and convulsed.
As the blatant pleasure spread, my toes clenched and my back shook like passed through an electric current.
Eyes wet with passion stared at me as if appreciating my crunching.
Even though my mind was clouded with pleasure, I felt a slight sense of shame.
I turned my head to the side as if running away from the man’s gaze and bit my lower lip.
Suddenly, my lower body was lifted up.
My legs slid over the man’s toned thighs and pelvis, the hips falling off the bed, revealing the wet underside.
“I’m not going to put in a lot. Endure it.”
His glans shoved inward.
It was still difficult to push over only the entrance, but since there were several attempts, this depth did not feel as much pain.
The man began to pleasure himself with his conscientiously sized p****
My pelvis was pressed gently to prevent the genitals from coming out, and the two pupils were fixed at the joint entrance.
“Hahh…… what, what are you doing…….”
“It will hurt less if you start after c**ing once.”
“Crazy, wa, wait…… wait. Uhh…… Weird…….”
The man is on the contraceptive pill, so he said I don’t have to worry about the seeds coming in…… Apart from the contraceptive problem, this behavior for the sole purpose of climaxing seemed unusual.
The man continued his gesture with only his glans pierced into the entrance.
I couldn’t do this or that, grabbing the large wrist that was holding my pelvis.
A vessel stuck out in his thick neck, his hands rubbing his genitals and his breathing began to become rough.
“Liana, look me in the eye. Who’s inside you now.”
A high-pressure voice caught my attention.
The more his breathing got rougher, the hotter my body temperature rose.
The eyes and gazes that showed unfiltered lust for me were entangled.
His hand rubbing his own genitals seemed to get faster and faster, and the man let out a suppressed groan.
His thick, straight eyebrows wrinkled, and he chewed his teeth, pouring out a large amount of liquid all at me.
At the same time as his climax, the man drove his genitals deep enough to crush his tes******* inside me.
It felt like being pierced by a stake.
The unbearable burning sensation spread all the way to the tip of my head, and a scream came out of my mouth.
His flaming breath poured over his face.
My waist was lifted high up in the overwhelmingly voluminous feeling.
The man grabbed my crotch with a large hand.
My body folded until my knees touched my ears, and his deep-seated genitals slid out at once.
And he pierced through the inside like an invader before I could even let out the breath I had been holding back.
“Haa, ah, ah!”
There was no time to adjust to the overwhelming pressure.
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