How to Ruin a Romantic Comedy

For Miyuki, this was nothing short of a monumental event.

But right now, she seemed to have no time to dwell on it.

“Aahng… Haaahng…♡”

That was because she was completely preoccupied with taking my cock.

Her coquettish, nasal moans, her body arching with my every move, her face scrunched in a grimace.

It was clear evidence that she was feeling pain along with the pleasure. It seemed she was in quite a bit of pain right now.

I had been slowly increasing my pace for less than ten minutes, caressing Miyuki all the while, and I was now thoroughly aroused.

I wanted to heighten the pleasure swirling violently in my head, to push myself further toward climax.

I desperately wanted to pour out all the semen I had been holding back deep inside Miyuki.

But as I’d thought before, Miyuki’s first time had to be a good memory.

If it was filled with nothing but pain, she would be terrified of a second time.

We would have plenty of time to be together from now on. I shouldn’t be selfish.

Just as I was thinking that,

Squeeze…

Miyuki gripped my hand on her shoulder so tightly I thought it would break, and my eyes twitched.

As if she knew what I was about to do, she gave a small shake of her head.

Her eyes told me not to stop. Our gazes met, and I…

Squelch…

…began to stretch her insides into the shape of my cock at an even slower pace, carefully watching her condition.

“Hah…”

This time, a shallow moan escaped her.

Her expression had relaxed, but she was still gripping my wrist on her shoulder with crushing force, as if she was still in pain.

“Does it hurt a lot? You have to be honest.”

It was the first question I’d asked since we’d properly started having sex.

After letting out a few ragged breaths, Miyuki answered with difficulty.

“I-It hurt before… but now that you’re going slow… it’s okay…”

“How about this?”

I leaned down, pressing my body onto hers. I slipped one arm under her armpit to support myself.

In that position, I cradled the back of her head and thrust my hips.

“Heung…♡”

Miyuki let out a flirtatious moan and wrapped her legs around my thighs.

To top it off, she pulled my neck down for a series of lewd, wet kisses.

She seemed to really like this position, with our bodies completely pressed together.

I, on the other hand, was having a hard time, tensing my knees to keep myself from pushing my cock in all the way.

“Feel good?”

“Hehhk… It does… I like this…”

Satisfied with her pleasure-soaked reply, I started moving again.

Miyuki’s expression tightened slightly. It seemed the pain had returned.

But as I began to gently brush away the strands of hair stuck to her cheek, her face soon melted into a look of ecstasy.

Schlick… Schlick…

The incredibly lewd sounds of friction, though quiet, tickled my ears.

My whole body felt like it was floating.

Miyuki must have felt the same, because she bit her lower lip with her two front teeth, pulling it into her mouth.

Watching her eager face, I gave her a gentle, smiling gaze and continued to thrust.

At the same time, I took her breast into my mouth, and with my teeth, I gave her nipple—slick with sweat—a very light bite.

“Kyaaahng…!”

Miyuki’s reaction was so intense it was as if she was about to bite her tongue off.

Her hands, wrapped around my back, curled into fists, her nails digging into my skin.

Simultaneously, the tightness around my cock intensified, and her body, pinned beneath mine, shuddered.

She had experienced a small climax.

“Haaahk… Heok…”

Miyuki’s lips trembled palely, unable to even catch her breath.

Seeing her caught in the afterglow of her climax, my mind…

The psychological thrill of having taken her first time was driving me toward my own release.

Thrust, thrust, thrust…!

The instinct to cum as fast as possible and reach orgasm was overwriting my reason.

I was trying my best to control it, but it wasn’t as easy as I thought.

Just as the tingling sensation rising from my testicles reached its peak,

Schlick-!

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I pulled my cock out of Miyuki’s pussy, placed it on her mons pubis, and gripped the shaft.

Then, just as Miyuki’s eyes filled with confusion, I completely relaxed the muscles in my lower body.

With a lurching sensation, all the semen I had been holding back erupted at once.

It shot out from the small opening with incredible force.

Splat.

It hit the underside of her breasts and dripped down.

A second wave of semen followed, losing momentum as it coated her solar plexus and lower belly.

“Hyeok…?”

Was the sensation of the hot, sticky fluid on her body unfamiliar?

Miyuki’s whole body jolted as she let out a bewildered gasp.

“Hoo…”

As the burning heat in my head subsided, the strength drained from my body, and a long sigh escaped me.

Miyuki looked back and forth between me and the semen that was now forming droplets on the head of my cock and dripping down.

“…Huh…?”

Her already large eyes widened to twice their size.

It seemed she had only just realized.

That I hadn’t been wearing a condom.

“Huh…? Uuh…?”

Stunned, Miyuki stared at me with her mouth agape.

Meeting her gaze, I grabbed the wet wipes I had placed nearby just in case and began to wipe the enormous amount of semen off her body.

“Ah…! Nnh…!”

The cold sensation on her flushed, pale skin must have been a shock, because Miyuki’s body twitched and trembled.

Using the wipes generously, I cleaned her sensitive skin, then lay down beside her and began to massage her lower abdomen.

Press. Press.

As I began to gently knead the area around her uterus and below, Miyuki turned her head toward me.

After staring at me intently for a long while with a complicated expression, the first thing she said was,

“It huuurts…”

It was her roundabout way of telling me to be gentler with the massage.

“Is this okay?”

I asked, easing up on the pressure. Miyuki’s head slowly nodded up and down.

“Uung…”

Letting out a soft moan, she wriggled her body downward.

The way she adjusted her position to make it easier for me to massage her was so adorable that a smile naturally bloomed on my face.

“My thighs, too…”

Miyuki whimpered, squeezing her legs tightly together.

I sat up completely and slipped my hands between her thighs.

“Here?”

“Yeah…”

Blushing shyly, Miyuki glanced at the pile of used wet wipes next to her.

Did she catch the distinct chestnut flower smell of semen wafting from them?

Miyuki craned her neck and sniffed the air.

I barely managed to hold back a burst of laughter at her innocent action and quietly continued to massage her lower belly and thighs.

After a while, Miyuki pulled the blanket up, covering her face and body.

“Isn’t it hard to breathe?”

“It’s not haaard…”

“What about a shower?”

“I’m gonna… after the massage… Do my calves now…”

She was embarrassed, but she still made sure to say everything she wanted.

I chuckled and continued the massage, listening to the pure, clear sound of her voice coming from under the blanket.

A little over twenty minutes later, Miyuki slowly extended one arm.

She wanted me to help her up.

I took her arm and placed a hand on her back, giving her a gentle push. Her upper body rose unsteadily.

As the blanket slid down, it revealed her completely flushed face, a clear sign of just how embarrassed she was.

“I wanna shower…” Miyuki mumbled with a sullen face.

I cupped her cheeks with my palms, and when her lips puckered out like a fish, I gave them a light kiss before letting go.

“Should I run the bath? You want to lie down and rest?”

“…No.”

“Then you’ll just take a shower in the shower stall?”

“No…”

It was clear what Miyuki, who kept refusing, wanted.

I nodded and pulled her into a gentle embrace.

“Then let’s stay like this for a bit.”

Miyuki’s arms wrapped around my waist.

I slowly rocked our bodies back and forth, like a child’s rodeo ride at a playground. A languid breath escaped her nose, tickling my shoulder.

We stayed like that, perfectly still, for a very long time.

Until the sweat that had beaded on our skin had completely cooled,

And until the rapid beating of Miyuki’s heart against my chest had finally calmed down.

…

“Hwaaah…”

Miyuki let out a drawn-out sigh and buried her face in the water of the open-air bath.

Now that she had some time to herself, her mind was flooded with thoughts, and she began to reflect on her first time with Matsuda.

The feeling of her body and mind being violated was so strange.

No, that wasn’t right. Thinking like that made it sound like Matsuda had assaulted her.

Violated… let’s just say they made love.

Anyway, it was strange.

The feeling of something large and hard filling her insides completely, forcibly stretching her open.

Warm, yet heavy and tingly?

That seemed like the right way to describe it.

Honestly, the pain outweighed the pleasure.

Every time Matsuda’s hips gradually picked up speed, and every time his menacing thing stabbed deep inside her, she had to bite back a scream.

And Matsuda had even been considerate of her, not even putting it all the way in.

To think she felt that much pain even then… she was already scared of what it would feel like if he went all the way in.

But despite all that, she had enjoyed it.

Because she could see Matsuda’s feelings for her so clearly.

That’s why she had been excited as well as in pain, and why she had probably stopped Matsuda when he showed signs of wanting to stop.

It was surprising.

That she could be so calm on the historic day she had sex for the first time.

It was probably because Matsuda had treated her so well.

She loved Matsuda’s affectionate attitude after they finished, and she loved how he had meticulously massaged her, stimulating her sensitive spots and helping her hold onto the fading afterglow.

To sum up her first sexual experience, she could just say it was good.

‘Next time, I’ll definitely…’

The fact that she was already looking forward to a next time made it certain.

Her first time had been satisfying. Without a shadow of a doubt.

She had been flustered that he hadn’t used a condom, but thinking about it now, she was actually glad they could feel each other’s bodies so completely.

“Puha…”

Lifting her face from the water, Miyuki thought about Matsuda’s semen that had been sprayed on her body.

It had been hot, as if representing the fiery passion Matsuda had felt at that moment.

If that had gone inside her…

‘Uwaaah…’

Miyuki, who had a momentary lewd thought, splashed water on her face.

What was she, a pervert? What was she thinking, having thoughts like that already?

Calming her pounding heart, Miyuki groaned and stood up.

Her lower abdomen ached. It wasn’t as bad as she had imagined, but it was still sore.

She had no strength in her body. Her stomach growled with hunger.

If she had to pick a downside to her first time, this was probably it.

She had been too tense. Thinking about it now, there had been no need for that.

After finishing her shower with some difficulty, Miyuki put on a baggy t-shirt and shorts and came out.

There, she saw Matsuda, who had already finished his shower, waiting for her at the entrance to the baths. She gave him an awkward smile.

“Why are you here…?”

“You seemed to be limping when you went in… I was worried, so I waited.”

The corners of Miyuki’s mouth stretched into a wide grin.

That kind of tenderness from Matsuda was a major factor in what made her first time so satisfying.

Pitter-patter.

Rain was falling outside the window, which Matsuda must have left wide open.

It rained every time they had an intimate moment. It was truly strange.

And she liked it. Far from dampening the mood, it seemed to liven it up.

She wondered if she would start waiting for rainy days now.

Miyuki carefully walked closer to Matsuda and said.

“Matsuda-kun…”

“Yeah? Need me to help you?”

“Nooo…! That’s not it… I’m hungry…”

“Hungry? Should we eat?”

“Not at home… I want to go there…”

“There? The place we ate at last time?”

“Yeah…”

“Can you walk?”

“Yeah. I can.”

“Really…?”

Matsuda looked at Miyuki with worried eyes and continued.

“Alright. Let’s dry your hair first and then we’ll go.”

Her stomach felt like it was stuck to her spine, and he wanted to dry her hair?

Miyuki frowned slightly and said in an unwavering voice.

“I’m hungry.”

“Can’t you wait a little? What if you catch a cold?”

“I’m hungry.”

“…Is that so…? Alright.”

Matsuda let out a hollow laugh at her stubbornness and held out his hand.

Miyuki quickly snatched it, and with Matsuda’s support, she put on her slippers and got into the car.

Braving the chilly weather, the two went to the restaurant and were shown to their seats.

It was the same corner table they had sat at last time.

“What do you want to eat?”

Matsuda asked, looking over the menu.

Miyuki propped her elbows on the table, rested her cheeks in her palms, and simply stared at Matsuda without a word.

It was a very pressuring gaze.

“……”

Looking uncomfortable, he scratched the side of his head and said.

“I’ll just choose.”

Finding Matsuda’s fresh reaction today amusing, Miyuki considered teasing him more before checking the post-it note from last time.

‘It’s here…!’

It was still there.

The SD characters of her and Matsuda, looking at a dish that hadn’t been drawn in.

Miyuki gazed at the drawing with a beaming expression, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.

She was sure she had been satisfied with it last time… but today, it felt lacking.

Miyuki glanced at Matsuda, who still had his eyes on the menu, and reached behind her to grab a post-it note and a pen.

Then, she quickly drew a new picture and stuck it over the old one.

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Now… the picture felt a little more complete.

She liked it. A lot.