Her skirt hesitated, slowly and tentatively inching upward.
It was agonizingly slow.
When the skirt was halfway rolled up, soft, plump, pale thighs came into view.
And tucked deep between those thighs, a thin, white cotton fabric shyly revealed itself.
Adorable.
The underwear formed a cute little mound, rounded and proud like a gentle hill.
Especially striking was the delicate vertical line running down the center of that little hill, drawing the eye with its pure charm.
Even though the stockings must be applying some pressure, it still looked so inviting…
Before I knew it, the skirt was fully rolled up.
Staring at that brazenly tempting mound made a fierce thirst rise within me.
Then something odd caught my eye.
The center of the underwear was faintly darker than the edges.
The stain looked like a tiny, shrunken map.
I had wiped her down thoroughly earlier, and it had been a while since we left the public bath, so it couldn’t be water.
In other words, it was just visible proof that she was already wet.
A clear sign that AhnSol was that aroused.
“You. What’s this?”
I fixed my gaze on her underwear and asked.
Her head dropped.
I heard a sharp intake of breath.
“Who told you to get like this already, huh?”
Seizing the moment, I spoke in a mock stern voice, and AhnSol immediately looked flustered.
Her eyes darted around, and she bit her lip nervously, clearly unsure what to do.
When she squeezed her eyes shut, a sudden wave of affection washed over me.
Honestly, I’d had my complaints when making love with my wives before.
They often treated me like a child, which bruised my pride more than I liked to admit.
Not all of them, but enough that they nicknamed me “Kim Steamed Rice Ball.”
Anyway, I’d always wanted to take the lead at least once.
Seeing AhnSol, who unlike other wives left everything up to me, felt refreshingly new.
At the same time, it made me want to tease and torment her a little more.
So what if a man’s a pervert?
As someone once said, “If it feels good, it’s good.”
“You’re already dripping before we’ve even started… Naughty.”
“O-Older brother! It’s not like that… I didn’t mean to…”
“Of course I know. You don’t want this, but she’s doing it on her own, right?”
“Y-Yeah! That’s exactly what I’m saying!”
“See? That’s why I said naughty. Not you, her.”
“Eh…”
I moved my index finger slightly forward.
As my fingertip hovered just above that soft mound, AhnSol’s face clouded with uncertainty, and she suddenly squeezed her thighs together.
She looked tense.
I poked the spot that looked like it had been lightly chopped with an axe.
“From now on, her name is ‘Naughty.’ Got it?”
“Eek! Y-Yes?”
AhnSol’s expression, already suspicious, grew even more doubtful.
“Don’t tease me too much.”
“Huh? Tease?”
I pulled back my hand and asked casually.
She pouted her lower lip.
“It’s embarrassing… Giving names like that… It’s weird.”
“What are you talking about? On the wedding night, the groom always gives a name to the bride’s precious place.”
“Whaaat!?”
“Why so surprised? It’s a proper wedding tradition. I’ve done it every time. Without fail.”
I said it calmly, but AhnSol still looked unconvinced.
Maybe it’s not all nonsense after all.
“No way! I’ve never heard of such a tradition!”
“I’m serious.”
“Then what did you name Yeonju?”
“Sticky.”
“What about Hayun?”
“Prissy.”
“Soyeong?”
“Pee-pee.”
“Hanbyul?”
“Hangbyul. But hers is a bit different.”
I rattled off names as they came to mind, but it wasn’t all nonsense.
AhnSol’s mouth dropped open.
I took the chance to curl the corner of my lips.
“Sol, you really don’t know anything, do you? Well, I guess that’s understandable.”
“Ugh.”
“Do you think babies are delivered by storks or something?”
“N-No, not that much!”
I teased her, and she snapped back, thinking I was joking.
Well, I was.
Then, her eyes, which had been darting around in confusion, suddenly fixed on one spot.
She stared intently at my now fully erect manhood.
Is it so fascinating, seeing a man’s penis for the first time?
Earlier, she couldn’t even meet my eyes, but now she was staring without restraint.
“Let me introduce you. This is ‘Noble.’”
“N-Noble?”
“Yeah. That’s the name it got when I first named it.”
I said this preemptively, and AhnSol sighed, “I see…” with a hint of disappointment.
What kind of name did she want to give it?
“Sorry. It didn’t respond to any other names.”
“R-Respond? It responds?”
AhnSol looked shocked and turned to me.
“What’s there to be surprised about? You did the same earlier. Naughty was just reacting on her own.”
“Oh, now that you mention it…”
“Don’t overthink it. Men are the same. Sometimes they get hard for no reason. Or wake up with a tent pitched.”
“Ah…!”
AhnSol gasped, finally understanding.
Looks like she’s almost there.
“So, it’s Noble, huh…”
She stammered shyly, like greeting someone at a formal meeting.
“W-What do I do now?”
The question I’d been waiting for.
My desire was already stirring.
It was time to start the real game.
“Now, I’m going to give you a courtship kiss.”
“Courtship kiss?”
“Yeah. It’s something the man does. You just stay still.”
“…”
I heard her swallow hard.
I looked at her thighs, her underwear, and her stockings with satisfaction.
When we met in the bathroom at dawn, I’d wanted to take a bite out of her.
Now that fantasy was becoming reality.
I sat up abruptly.
Without hesitation, I took a firm bite on the inside of her thigh.
So soft.
The rough texture of the stockings and the tender flesh both teased my mouth.
I gently sucked, tracing the curve of her thigh leisurely.
Before I knew it, I reached the apex and pulled away from her groin.
Even though I’d only stimulated the surrounding area, the center of her underwear was already distinctly stained, the wetness spreading in a perfect circle.
Without realizing it, I bit down hard on the damp stocking.
Maybe I used too much force because not only the stocking but the lower part of her underwear tore with a sharp rip.
Finally exposed, her intimate mound looked utterly enchanting.
How could I even describe it?
The plump, soft flesh looked deliciously inviting.
The skin was pale and flawless, without a single fine hair, and the clean, straight line down the middle was pristine.
The faint, clear moisture seeping out added a seasoning that made me obsessively want to take a big bite.
I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked along the line.
Then, without warning, I opened my mouth wide and took the hill into a deep kiss.
“Ah!”
Startled, she squeezed her thighs tightly, but my mouth was already locked in a heavy kiss with her mound.
Enjoying the soft, squishy feel of her thighs brushing my cheeks, I began to tease the plump flesh inside my mouth.
I bit lightly once, then sucked hard, and AhnSol let out a moan that sounded almost like a cry.
I didn’t stop, slipping my tongue inside.
I could feel every inch of the tiny hole and the most secret flesh.
Even the folds caught on the tip of my tongue.
Her scent was faintly fishy but fresh.
Taking a deep breath, the innocent, unknowing scent of a pure female filled my throat.
And with the warm, soft flesh filling my mouth, my teeth trembled uncontrollably.
Swallowing the hot juices that welled up, I wildly flicked my tongue, exploring inside her.
“Ah… Ahhh…”
Her groin muscles trembled in spasms, pressing against me from both sides.
Finally, I lightly kissed the swollen tip protruding at the top, then slowly pulled away.
Her hill glistened, soaked with saliva.
Until then, AhnSol had bravely kept her skirt rolled up.
“Haa… haa…”
Her breath came in ragged gasps.
Her once innocent eyes were now moist and clinging to me.
A desperate look, silently begging me to do something.
Meeting her gaze, I pulled off the skirt and tore off her top and bra.
All that was left were stockings with a hole right in the center.
“First, spread your legs a little more.”
Leaning her back against the wall, I ordered.
Like a gentle lamb, AhnSol hesitated but obeyed.
Even now, her intimate area looked so pure and youthful.
The shape was so beautiful, I could look at it over and over without getting tired.
“Use both hands to spread Naughty open.”
“M-My own hands?”
“Yeah. Now Noble and Naughty have to greet each other properly.”
“Oh… Right.”
Ansol quickly came to understand—it must have been the effect of the instruction.
Still, that didn’t erase her embarrassment, so every touch remained cautious and tentative.
“Wider. Spread your legs wider. If you pull away too much, Neulreum might get upset and die of heartbreak.”
“R-Really?”
As if that were forbidden, Ansol hurriedly placed both hands at her crotch.
Then, she parted her labia as wide as she could, like a newly blossomed flower bud gently unfurling.
Like a delicate, pure white lily shyly blooming.
I couldn’t help but marvel at the pale pink flesh laid bare before me.
At the same time, a thin, clear drop of fluid trickled down from the small opening between her folds.
Her natural lubrication formed a long, unbroken thread as it descended.
It landed precisely on the glans, then slowly dripped down the shaft.
“I-I’m sorry, Neulreum…”
I almost burst out laughing at Ansol’s earnest apology, but I held it back just in time.
Gripping my fully aroused member firmly, I spoke.
“Good. Now, slowly come down. That’s right, just like that… Stop.”
Her knees, spread wide apart, bent as her hips gradually lowered.
I stopped just as the glans touched the parted folds.
A shiver ran through me at the warmth I felt at the urethra.
I was filled with the urge to thrust in right then and there, but one worry nagged me—Ansol’s opening was far too small.
If I went at it like I did with my wives, she’d definitely get hurt.
With that in mind, I moved my shaft slowly in my hand.
I rubbed it firmly along her labia a few times, then carefully positioned myself at the entrance.
Then, I placed both hands on Ansol’s thighs and pressed down firmly.
“Ahhh!”
As expected.
The soft flesh of her mound compressed under my grip, and an overwhelming resistance pushed back.
I’d only tried to enter lightly.
Though I’d anticipated some tightness, the actual friction was beyond anything I’d imagined, and I instinctively relaxed my grip.
After catching my breath, I tried again—but the result was the same.
Her resistance was extreme.
Despite ample lubrication beforehand, Ansol’s insides fought desperately to push me away.
Her face contorted in discomfort as she kept her eyes closed.
I licked my lips and groped around the bed.
My hand closed around a small packet.
Aphrodisiac.
I didn’t want to use it, but to ease her pain, I had no choice.
Steeling myself, I sprayed it gently and evenly over her clitoris and the entire vulva.
“…Hah!”
The effect came in less than thirty seconds.
Ansol suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking at me with a startled expression.
She seemed unaware of the saliva trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Meanwhile, my member was soaked, slick with the fluid flowing from my tip.
I grabbed Ansol’s plump buttocks tightly and pressed down with force.
“Ah, ah… ahhh!”
Ansol cried out.
Unlike before, her cries now carried a hint of pleasure.
Though entry was still difficult, the glans began to inch into the narrow opening.
Her folds started to stretch, accommodating the girth of my shaft.
It felt like forcing something large into a tight space, and I braced my hips with all my strength.
Then, with a soft pop, the glans slipped past the opening, swallowed up to a quarter of the shaft.
“Ah!”
I felt the thin, tender membrane tear as I entered.
Ansol arched forward, tilting her head back, her body trembling.
At the junction, drops of blood—the unmistakable sign of rupture—began to seep out.
After a moment, her legs, which had been barely holding steady, buckled and collapsed over me.
Her buttocks sank down, and the opening swallowed my shaft all the way to the base.
At some point, our conversation had stopped.
But that was only natural.
From the moment we joined, all that remained was our animalistic desire for each other.
I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations below.
“Ugh…”
It hurt.
But it felt good.
The sensation of my glans pressing against her cervix.
The wet, contracting flesh threatening to burst me open made my body tremble.
Her vaginal walls squeezed me tightly, sometimes pressing hard enough to pull at my root.
Then, suddenly, I felt a warm liquid soaking my groin.
Startled, I opened my eyes to see Ansol trembling all over, as if struck by lightning.
The aphrodisiac’s effect.
She’d reached climax simply from being fully penetrated.
But that wasn’t the only surprise.
After gasping for breath for a while, Ansol suddenly began moving her hips on her own.
Her butt rubbed up and down, side to side, letting out heated moans.
The sensation of her hot, wet walls swirling around me was almost overwhelming, yet I watched her in disbelief.
The girl who had been a virgin just a minute ago was now radiating raw sexuality.
When her movements finally slowed, she stopped completely.
Panting heavily, her mouth agape in a daze, Ansol placed her trembling hands on my abdomen.
Despite shuddering, she struggled to lift her hips.
The flesh clung tightly, pulling along my shaft as she moved.
Then, as if about to collapse again, she sank down with a soft thud.
Skin slapped against skin, sending droplets of moisture flying.
“Ahhh!”
Ansol let out an unintelligible cry as she pressed hard against my abdomen.
Her raised buttocks slammed down again with force.
“Ugh!”
Was that not enough?
She whimpered and shifted her position, then squatted right over my groin.
She began moving her hips on her own, bouncing up and down.
The sound of flesh striking flesh echoed as her butt rocked repeatedly.
Clenching her hands tightly, she strained with all her might, grinding against me.
Her expression was nothing short of…
“Ah… ahhh…”
“Ugh…!”
When I came to my senses, I realized I wasn’t exactly in control either.
The moist, sticky tightness continued to slide up and down my shaft, and my urge to climax skyrocketed.
Once the way was open, Ansol’s insides no longer rejected me.
Instead, they subtly loosened when I pulled out, then tightened again as I pushed in, as if to welcome me.
Each time she squeezed and sucked me in, my breath grew ragged.
“I… I…!”
Ansol’s face twisted into a pout as she struggled against me.
Her short hair bounced, revealing a look of frustration and self-loathing, as if she hated this side of herself.
But her hips kept moving, pounding down as if to devour me.
“Come… oppa…! Come… oppaaa!”
She called out to me with all her strength, gasping between sobs.
Her back arched, and a spray of fluid burst from our junction.
Another climax.
Ansol paused briefly, perhaps to catch her breath, but I didn’t stop.
I thrust hard into her.
“Haah!”
Caught off guard, Ansol jumped and screamed, falling backward.
She managed to catch herself with her arms behind her, but looked dangerously close to collapsing.
I paid no mind and wrapped my legs firmly around her hips.
Then, I began moving my hips in earnest.
“No… no… I don’t want this…!”
Before the aftershocks of climax faded, Ansol shook her head wildly.
But her hips and waist responded to my rough movements, swaying fluidly.
Creak, creak, creak, creak!
The bed groaned louder with each movement, and something surged rapidly up my shaft to my urethra.
Reflexively, I reached back like Ansol had, bracing myself with my hands and thrusting hard.
“…!”
Our groins collided forcefully, and Ansol’s cries pierced my ears almost simultaneously.
Something exploded inside my urethra, releasing a powerful burst.
Time seemed to freeze.
Swept away by a tidal wave of pleasure, I barely held onto consciousness.
“Hah… hah…”
How long had passed?
I realized my breath was ragged, barely able to fill my lungs.
That much focus.
When I looked up, I saw Ansol lying sprawled out like a frog, twitching in spasms.
I slowly withdrew, and a mixture of blood and milky-white semen dripped from her opening.
The once tightly closed, pure flower was now beautifully parted, breathing hot, heavy breaths.
A soft smile spread across my face at the sight.
Ansol lay motionless, eyes rolled back with more than half the whites showing.
Her tongue lolled out like a panting puppy, her expression so pitiful and helpless it was hard to believe she was the same innocent girl from before.
But to me, she was utterly adorable—more so than ever.
I kept my eyes on her as I climbed off the bed.
“Ugh.”
Just then.
As I moved closer, intending to gently stroke her head, Ansol suddenly bit down on my groin.
She awkwardly cleaned him off with her cherry-like lips.
Feeling the warm touch of her tongue tenderly licking the shaft, I gently stroked the crown of Ahn Sol’s head.
“Sol.”
I whispered softly into his ear.
“…Do it.”
He paused briefly, as if he heard me clearly.
He glanced up shyly, met my gaze, and gave a faint smile.
Then he said,
“Me too…”
“Hm?”
“Me too, I want to.”
“…Alright.”
After a moment, Ahn Sol buried his head in me again.
I closed my eyes, feeling refreshed.
“……”
…Ah.
By the way, what am I supposed to say to my wives?
Omnibus – Ahn Sol (Complete).
---------------------------= Author’s Note =---------------------------
Sorry for the delay. I was so exhausted that I kept dozing off while writing at night, only to wake up in the early morning and rush to finish this. The H scenes felt awkward, so they took longer than expected. (__)
And just like that, the Ahn Sol omnibus is complete. It feels good to finally wrap up one of the stories I needed to finish. It seems many readers were looking forward to Ahn Sol’s story, so I hope it lived up to your expectations.
I’m heading home today. (Though it’s only about a four-hour round trip, haha.) There’s a memorial service for my father. I tried to casually mention that I’ve started living on my own… but my dad’s mood instantly turned sour, so I quickly fell silent. ㅜ.ㅠ
Starting Monday, March 7, I’ll begin serializing the Kim Soo Hyun part, which is basically the last installment of the omnibus side stories, excluding the epilogue. The long, long side story is finally coming to an end.