DFY Ch 7

“I have a rule. No sex without contraception, no matter how horny I am.”

Withdrawal was an option, but he couldn’t bring himself to be so selfish with a woman he cherished.

That’s how men felt.

The more they cared for a woman, the more they wanted to treat her with tenderness and respect.

“Can you get my bag?”

Sodam pointed to her handbag on the floor.

Junwoo, still fully erect, complied without question, handing her the bag.

With trembling hands, still buzzing with excitement, Sodam opened her bag and retrieved her wallet.

Instead of cash, a single condom lay nestled inside.

“…!”

A woman who carried condoms.

Was this a common occurrence for Sodam?

Did she regularly sleep with men whenever the opportunity arose?

No.

Sodam had a fiancé. Or rather, she had one.

It must be a leftover condom from her broken engagement.

The thought provided little comfort.

Whether it was a condom she kept from casual encounters, or one meant for her ex-fiancé, the fact that it wasn’t specifically for him stung a little.

But he wasn’t about to stop.

Despite the pang in his chest, he was grateful for the opportunity to win Sodam’s heart.

Junwoo took the condom from her.

He knew how to use one in theory, from his school days, but he’d never actually put one on before, and he felt a twinge of awkwardness.

“Can you do it?”

“Just… do it yourself…”

Junwoo didn’t want to ruin the mood by admitting this was his first time.

He was twenty-nine.

A normal man wouldn’t have reached this age without any sexual experience.

Junwoo’s lack of relationships stemmed from his high standards and a particular, almost obsessive, preference in women.

Wang Sodam was perfect for him.

She might not be objectively the best, but subjectively, she was his best.

Cute, charming, and adorable.

He had always believed that if his soulmate existed, it would be Wang Sodam.

“Hurry up, hurry…”

Urged by Sodam, Junwoo tore open the condom wrapper himself.

His hands trembled slightly, but Sodam, lost in her arousal, didn’t notice his nervousness.

He pinched the tip and rolled the condom down his shaft, just like he’d learned in sex education class.

The condom felt too small. The moment it reached the base of his glans, it felt like his circulation was being cut off. He managed to get it on.

“Damn. Why is it so tight?”

Cursing under his breath, Junwoo positioned himself between Sodam’s legs, spreading them wide and fumbling for her entrance.

Despite having just meticulously examined her, his inexperience made finding the right spot surprisingly challenging.

He pressed his penis against her vulva. The mere contact sent a jolt of pleasure through both of them.

“Haa!”

“Ahh…”

He almost came then and there, but the sheer will to not be a premature ejaculator kept him from climaxing.

Sodam reached for him, writhing her hips. He moved closer, aligning himself and pushing the tip of his penis into her opening.

“Ahh!”

But then, unexpectedly, Sodam cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, a stark contrast to her earlier eagerness.

“What’s wrong?”

Startled, Junwoo asked, and Sodam, her face contorted, replied,

“It, it hurts…”

“But you’re so wet.”

“It hurts!”

Sodam yelled.

Despite the copious lubrication and her rhythmically contracting entrance, she insisted on the pain.

He was at a loss.

What was he supposed to do?

Should he go down on her again until she was more open, or should he force entry?

“Should I go down on you again?”

Junwoo asked gently. Sodam, now in tears, shook her head.

“No, that’s not it… I’m going to die… Just put it in…”

She was crying and begging him to enter her, yet she wouldn’t let him past the tip!

He couldn’t decide whether to blame his large penis or her tight vagina.

“Do you want to try opening yourself?”

Junwoo guided Sodam’s hand to her entrance.

Her tears were understandable. Even when spread wide, her opening barely accommodated his middle finger. There was no way it could take his entire penis.

“I’ll try rubbing it against you first.”

Junwoo rubbed his glans against her opening.

“Haa! Yes, hng, that feels so good!”

Sodam bucked and squeezed her thighs as the tip grazed her entrance.

Her enthusiastic reaction fueled his desire to please her.

He continued to gently rub against her, careful not to hurt her.

Her fluids flowed freely, almost squirting upwards against gravity.

“Fuck.”

The frustration of having to merely watch was agonizing. He wanted to breach her entrance and bury himself deep inside.

Tap! Tap!

Junwoo gradually increased the pressure against her opening. But even the slightest penetration elicited cries of pain from Sodam.

“Haa! It hurts so much! Ugh, it hurts! I’m dying! I’m dying!”

He couldn’t force himself on her when she was in so much pain.

That would be a selfish, despicable act.

This was driving him crazy.

The foreplay had already gone on for over two hours.

His athletic stamina allowed him to continue stimulating her, but holding back his own climax was reaching its limit.

“Does it hurt that much?”

“I, I can’t do this.”

Tears streamed down Sodam’s face.

Seeing her cry like a child convinced him to stop trying.

He would have to continue pleasuring her orally until she was ready.

Yes.

He needed to be patient with someone precious to him.

He had clearly underestimated the complexities of sex.

If it were just about satisfying his own needs, he could have forced his way in, but he didn’t want their first time to be remembered as a purely physical act.

“There’s no other way. I’ll keep going down on you until you’re ready.”

Junwoo moved down between her legs again.

First, he removed the condom that had been constricting his penis for the past two hours.

“Ahh…”

The relief of restored blood flow was immense. However, his penis, strained from prolonged arousal, had lost its usual pink hue and turned a darkish red.

For a moment, he panicked, fearing he had damaged it, but thankfully, it quickly returned to its normal color.

He regretted that Sodam only had one condom.

Not that he expected her to carry a whole stash.

Junwoo glanced longingly at the discarded condom in the trash can.

Then, spreading Sodam’s labia with his left hand, he began to stroke himself with his right.

“Ahh…”

Perhaps it was the result of two hours spent pleasuring the woman he desired.

He came almost immediately.

He wasn’t usually a one-minute man, but after two hours of restraint, he felt justified.

Even after ejaculating, his erection remained.

But he couldn’t leave Sodam like this and focus solely on his own pleasure.

Junwoo moved between her legs and placed his lips on her clitoris again.

Slowly, carefully, and tenderly, he licked her folds, lavishing her with attention as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

He had never done anything like this before.

He had never treated anything with such reverence.

“Hng, Ahh!”

Sodam’s moans grew louder with each caress.

He wanted to bury himself inside her again, but without another condom, and with her body seemingly unreceptive, it seemed impossible.

Perhaps her intoxication was preventing her from fully relaxing.

There would be other opportunities.

There was no need to force things and cause her pain. Next time, when they were both sober, he would take his time, learn her erogenous zones, and make love to her slowly and carefully.