The Thorn that Pierces Me

“Let me go, I say. LET GO!!! Why are you doing this to me, you crazy...!”

He panicked, attempting to shake her off with even more force than before.

Finally, he resorted to grabbing her hair in an effort to pull her down.

But Heesoo eventually saw what he was trying to hide.

When she put her hand near his ‘private’ area, as if to check, a moaning sound came from him.

“Oh, Don’t...!”

Her hand touched the exact spot. As expected, it was very bulging.

‘Gosh, Can it really be this big?’

“Get-get-get your hands off of me RIGHT NOW!”

Heesoo was inwardly surprised at the sheer size of ‘him.’ She moved her hand as if to caress him.

“You’re... crazy.”

Soon, his penis headed upwards, high enough that she could feel where his testicles were. His erect penis was as hard as an iron bar.

A woman’s hand, not delicate but with clear intent, rubbed his penis.

“Don’t...!”

As she moved her hands, Heesoo never took her gaze away from his eyes.

Then the grip on her hair began to loosen.

His eyes flinched as Heesoo groped him. She could feel the fabric of his pants, where the buttons were fastened.

‘If I opened it, I would touch his penis.’

Heesoo stared at him, questioning his intentions. His blue eyes shook as if there had been an earthquake.

Breathing heavily in and out, he no longer seemed to have the will to pull away from Heesoo. The hand that had been gripping Heesoo’s hair so forcefully was now merely squeezing it.

Their eyes met, and there was no sound between them.

Silence.

It was a passive permission.

Heesoo slid between the man’s legs like a snake hunting its prey. Roughly kneeling down, she unbuttoned his bottom with both hands. Gasping for air and unable to blink, he watched her work, motionless as a doll.

When she undid a few buttons and pulled down the pants, a large, erect penis was revealed.

She couldn’t even hold the man’s twitching penis with one hand. It was the thickest and longest one she’d ever seen in her life. It was hard, like it wasn’t made of normal flesh, but soft as velvet to the touch.

“Ugh....”

He leaned back against the large tree, flinching as if he’d been struck by lightning.

Heesoo couldn’t speak. No, even if she could, communicating with the man have been impossible, so she tried to say her words with her eyes. Locking her gaze with the man, she grabbed his penis and stroked it from top to bottom.

She thought that if he really didn’t want to, he would have refused.

A man capable of cutting a thick rope with his bare hands would surely be able to shake off the hands of a helpless, weak woman with ease.

“Ah....”

Heesoo watched his expression and moved her hand a little harder. As she stroked the skin back and up, what she held in her hand started to get bigger. He grimaced and groaned at the slightest movement.

“Damn... Ahhh....”

As her fingers touched his glans, his grip on Heesoo’s hair tightened, a sharp discomfort spread across her scalp. Heesoo moaned softly in pain.

“Mmph.”

But just like her, he too seemed to be in agony, as if being tortured.

However, he definitely wasn’t in pain nor did he dislike what was happening right now. He seemed oblivious to his own actions at the moment, completely focused on Heesoo’s gentle movements.

“Stop... Stop it....”

His chest heaved wildly. With his free hand, he pushed against her shoulder—a feeble touch without any real force. It seemed his true intention was not to push her away.

“Don’t. Please... Stop it....”

Heesoo couldn’t understand what he was saying. She could only guess from his tone and voice. Seeing how he kept trying to push her away, perhaps he didn’t want this after all.

However, the man’s body expressed entirely different sentiments. Heesoo pressed her finger firmly against the urethral opening, which was sticky with clear fluid, and then released it. A string of precum hung like a thread from her slender fingers.

The man, seemingly shocked with Heesoo’s bold actions, watched her as she played with her fingers.

“Aah....”

Heesoo stopped playing with her hands, and instead opened her lips, making eye contact with him as if asking for his permission. She slowly brought her lips down.

As she pressed her face close to his body, a pleasing scent enveloped her. Perhaps that’s why she became bolder.

For Heesoo, this was the first time in her life where she ‘voluntarily’ engaged in such acts of great intimacy.

He groaned, watching Heesoo’s face with a very serious expression, as if he was about to get involved into something disastrous.

Yet, this was clearly a terribly pleasant disaster, one he couldn’t possibly pull out of on his own will.