Once Love Begins - Chapter 11. Part 2

Chapter 11. Part 2

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“Ugh! ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!”

The situation was chilling and overwhelming. Beat felt a firm hand grab her waist and pull her downward. She spread her legs wide again and again, flexing her hips.

Her lower body tensed with each relentless thrust of his p*n*s. She was sweating profusely, but it was no surprise since it was her third time having s*x. 

He sprayed gel on her body every once in a while, causing her to sweat and release water. The bed was messy. Her br**sts heaved with every motion.

He looks under the bed and sees the c*ndoms he had tied up and thrown away scattered all over the floor. Her mouth felt dry, and she had difficulty swallowing.

After they finished, he gave her some water, but it didn’t fully quench her thirst.

“Don’t think about it.”

He kissed her as if he were punishing her. He cupped her br**sts with both hands as he kissed her passionately. He took a n*ppl* into his mouth and gently s*cked on it. Her n*ppl*s felt sensitive and ar*used.

‘What time is it? I am unable to read the clock.’

With each subsequent s*x*al intercourse, his time grew longer. She hoped this would be the last time, but the force with which he lifted her hips indicated otherwise. 

“Ah”  

The inner walls of her v*g*n* felt like they were going to break the shaft, and the pole that had slipped backward slashed through her, reaching the deepest part. Her shoulders shook as he came.

He squeezed a full load of gel onto his p*n*s, which was rising and falling. He hoped it would be enough, while a gurgling sound filled her ears. She winced at the cold sensation against her hot v*g*n*l walls.

“Ahhh… ah.”

She squinted to clear her mind. Her hips were moving so rapidly that she felt like her body would snap in half. She moaned, her hands gripping the pillow.

He raised his upper body and scanned the mess. His eyes stopped on her dark pubic hair, and he rubbed her clit from side to side.

“Ahh, aahh! Ahhh-ahh!”

She felt her body shrink. Her lower belly contracted until it hurt. The tightness was increasing. 

He moved wildly, his arms falling to the sides of his face.  She was unable to speak, her eyes almost rolling back in her head.

He lost control and screamed like an animal. He penetrated her v*g*n* forcefully, then abruptly stopped.

He embraced her and kissed the top of her head. The p*n*s inside him throbbed.

His p*n*s slipped out slowly. As soon as it was out, she felt discomfort. At first, she thought she might die from the insertion, but now she was struggling to remove it. At first, she thought she might die from the insertion, but now she was struggling to remove it.

She bit her lip, which was swollen. He looked up, down, and sideways. She tried to calm her ragged breathing by taking a deep breath, but it was difficult.

She shook her head as he pulled out a tissue to wipe his p*n*s. She then snatched the tissue out of his hand and wiped her down.

The wet tissue sagged, resembling hers. He pulled out a c*ndom, tied the end, and dropped it on the floor with a flick of his wrist.

She gave him a disapproving look. He looked between her legs automatically.

“I can’t.” 

Her eyes were filled with fear and fluttered like twigs in the wind.

‘He must be crazy. He had done it three times before, and he was going to do it again?’

She didn’t realize that he was easily aroused.  

She keeps glancing at him. He flicks back his wet hair and smiles. He isn’t embarrassed by his erect p*n*s, so he leans back and lets her focus on it. 

She swears, that if he does it one more time, she thinks she’s going to pass out.  He lowered his legs to the floor and walked out into the living room, n*k*d. She rolled over to watch him go.

Her entire body was throbbing with the slightest movement. The sheets were soaked through from all the gel he had applied. She blushes as she realizes that the wet sheets are also soaked with her spills.

She cannot stay like this. She needs to distance herself from him. She wants to run away as fast as she can, but she cannot move her body. Her arms and legs shake as she crawls and falls several times. 

“What are you doing?”

He heard his voice behind her and wondered when he had arrived. She shrugged her shoulders and heard heavy footsteps. He holds out a cup of water as she turns her head away from her stomach. 

He offers her a bottle of medicine. Her burning throat prevents her from refusing, so she weakly nods. He assists her in standing due to her weakness. 

She drank the water quickly, forgetting her embarrassment.

“More?”

“No thanks.” Her voice cracked.

After all that screaming, it felt strange to feel so well. He took the cup from her and placed it on the bedside table. She sat there staring at him, not bothering to cover herself with the blanket. 

He opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out something.

“…….”

He widened his eyes and pulled out the gel. He had finished one tub and now had a new one. She looked at his still-erect p*n*s and crawled over the bed to get away. 

He caught her too easily. She couldn’t even scream as she was dragged down. She only allowed her to lift her as$, but she struggled. She felt hot breath between her as$ cheeks and clawed at the blankets.

His lips touched the mixture of juices and gel. 

“No! Stop, hmmm!”

He lifted her hips and kissed her intimately. The room was filled with the sound of their moans and groans as he pressed his lips against her p*ssy.

Her v*g*n* twitched and quivered with sensitivity. It contracted and relaxed, pulling in his tongue. He inserted his tongue into her mouth and explored it as if he were kissing her.

He widened her as$ cheeks, and he l*cked her. She shook her head, her face pressed against the blanket.  He reaches up and grabs her br**sts firmly. He continues to s*ck until it hurts.  

“Ahhh… uh… yeah.Ahhh. Ha-ha-ha!”

She opened her eyes. Her body relaxed, and he bit her ear firmly while holding her upper body against her back. 

“Don’t pass out. I’ll wake you up and do it again. No, I’ll do it even if you pass out.”

“That, only”

“No, I won’t pass out. It feels so good.”

He quickly touched her clitoris with the hand that had been on her br**st, which was now wet.  She found it strange and dug her nails into his flesh, feeling sensations she had never experienced before.

She shoved the blankets into her mouth and bit down on them as if that wasn’t enough.

She wished he wouldn’t stop. He put his c*ck inside her hole and thrust it back and forth. Heat spread across her lower belly as it tightened.

She has not encountered this situation previously and is unsure of the cause. She doesn’t know what this feeling is, what is wrong with him, or why he does it again and again. 

The fluttering sensation that began in her stomach continued up to her v*g*n*, circling inside her body. His head jerks up. Every cell in her body stands up.

He feels weightless, then rises onto his toes.

“aaah!”

She released a stream of fluid from her v*g*n* as if peeing. He let out a scream, and his body went limp as his p*n*s was inserted.

It was a frustratingly slow motion, as if a stopper had been put on it. He slowly slid his p*n*s into her v*g*na, which seemed to mold and cling to it instead of pushing it out.

She blinked slowly, unable to make a sound. At first, she couldn’t believe it, then she felt embarrassed, and finally ashamed. She remained dazed for a moment.

She reaches the midpoint and then falls out. As time passed, she came to her senses. 

“Come on.” 

“What is it?”

She lifts her crying body gently. She attempts to move forward, but he grabs her pelvis and pulls her back.

“It’s simple,” he said.

“Is there a better position than this?”

She didn’t understand why she was in this position, just like a dog in heat. He continued as if reading her mind. 

“You’ll like it later,” he said. She bit down hard on the back of his hand as he pinched her n*ppl*. She had seen dogs in heat eating each other on the side of the road before.

She was shocked. The dogs with her were even more in heat than the ones she saw then. She squeezed her eyes shut.   

He doesn’t even seem tired. In contrast, she was unable to move a single finger, while he pushed in with much more force than the first time. He breathes steadily, almost imperceptibly.

She felt a tingling sensation inside her as he made wild movements. She could feel his bristly pubic hair against her buttocks. He nibbled on her shoulder, moaning with pain, and she shivered slightly. 

She whimpered and closed her eyes as he slid down her body.

* * *

After spending three days in bed, she yelled at him in the morning. He had to give her liquids all week, even though she was fine, and she shouted at him in the morning. She is unsure if he is pretending to care now that she is sick. 

She was unable to attend school.  It was a rumor that only Hana, Jaeho, and she knew about.

The story was ridiculous. It claimed that she met an older man and was paid to live with him. However, there is a possibility that the story is not true, as Hana overheard it in the restroom.

Ugh

Hana and Jaeho spent the rest of the afternoon searching the school for the source of the rumor, but no one had seen it; they had only heard about it somewhere. The thought of it was too much for her, and her shoulders sagged.

“Are you sure it’s her?” someone questioned.

“I’m not sure. I’ll investigate myself. You shouldn’t worry too much,” was the response.

“How can I not care?” She embraced one of the arms that was throwing hateful remarks.

“Thanks.”

“Why are you so serious? What’s going on with you, Shin Jaeho?

Jaeho appeared distant that day. He stared at the sky, and when she tried to talk to him, he seemed too lost in thought to understand.

She and Hana became worried about Jaeho’s behavior.

“I…” he began, swallowing hard. She had never seen Jaeho this serious before.

“I’m enlisting in the army,” he disclosed.

She slapped Jaeho’s shoulder, and Hana punched him, saying, “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I’m leaving in two days,” Jaeho clarified.

“You’re lying!” Hana shouted.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I’m sorry.”

Hana poured soju into a glass of water and drank it. She emptied her beer glass as well.

One glass, two glasses, and the drinks were quickly consumed.

“You jerk, how could you do this?”

Hana’s emotions fluctuated rapidly. She cried, laughed, and became angry in quick succession.

They drank excessively, and her vision was blurry, making it difficult to see Hana and Jaeho’s faces. Joo-chan joined them later, and they continued drinking until late at night.

She woke up the next morning with a bad stomach. She struggled to make it to the bathroom, feeling too weak to even drink water.

While lying in bed, she suddenly remembered being carried home on Mr. Joo Chan’s back.

The information about Jaeho’s possible enlistment had driven her to drink excessively, although she couldn’t understand why his angry expression was only now appearing in her mind.

“Ha…….”

She turned on her cell phone and saw Hana and Jaeho’s messages to check if she had made it home safely.

There was a missed call. She called her grandfather as soon as she saw him.

“Grandpa! Did you call?” 

-“Come home now! Come home now!”

She was so startled by her yelling grandfather that she cowered.