Chapter 1 (1/2)

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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.

Shiver.

A tingling sensation ran down my spine.

“Hauuhh…….”

Between my legs were already wet enough due to the long caresses.