Chapter 1 — The Quietly Forward Country Girl

At 28, David Park had no special skills or stable job, so he figured it was about time he settled down—found steady work and maybe even got married. After a few months apprenticing at a local photo studio he knew, he opened his own shop. But business was dead—literally. All day long, the only thing buzzing around was flies.

The rare customers who did come by were only there to take ID photos or get film developed. With nothing to do and time dragging endlessly, he often gave in to boredom, collapsing onto the sofa for a nap.

That day was no different. He was forcing himself to stay awake when he heard footsteps on the stairs.

"Um... I need an ID photo. Can I get it done today? It's urgent."

Delighted, he quickly wiped his mouth—just in case he'd drooled—and greeted the woman with a smile.

"ID photo, right? It'll cost a bit more if you need it right away. Here, take a look in the mirror first~"

He handed her a comb to fix her hair and quickly set up the camera. She wasn't classically beautiful, but had a fresh, wholesome charm. Clearly not used to being photographed, she sat demurely on the stool, her eyes wide with slight awkwardness.

"Please make sure it turns out nice~"

"Oh, come on. You're already pretty. It'll definitely come out well. Look here. One... two... three!!"

She tensed slightly during the countdown—a common reaction. Nothing unusual.

"If you don't like it, I'll retake it anytime. Just wait here for a moment, okay?"

Since it was a quick print, he had her sit on the sofa while he went straight into the darkroom. When he came out holding the chemically damp film, she was flipping through the society section of a newspaper, clearly bored.

He rinsed the film, dried it with a blower, scratched at it clumsily with a cheap lens, then disappeared back into the darkroom.

"Alright, just about ten more minutes. Not too boring, I hope?"

"No, not really. But... do you live alone, senior?"

She stared at him, curious.

"Yeah. It's my first time running a place. No customers, just boredom. I was even trying to nap earlier."

"Is taking photos fun? I'd love to learn."

Her words lit up his eyes.

"If you want to learn photography, come by anytime. I'll teach you—very kindly. Haha~"

About ten minutes later, he handed her the dried photo. She took it and left in a hurry, clearly in a rush.

David Park figured he'd at least earned enough for lunch. With nothing else to do, he surrendered to the creeping boredom and lay back down on the sofa. No customers came. Only that damn fly buzzed around, which he swatted away before drifting off to sleep.

"Hey... senior? Senior~"

How long had he slept? A faint voice, like from a dream, jolted him awake. He sat up abruptly—and there she was. The same woman from earlier, standing in front of the sofa, holding a black plastic bag.

"Wow, senior, you're quite the sleepyhead, huh? Hohoho!"

He was slightly embarrassed, but smiled awkwardly.
"Senior? I'm not that old—I'm still single, you know..."

But she was already laughing, her personality far livelier than he'd expected. She placed the black bag on the table.

"This is rice cake—brought it for you to eat. Hmm~ And from now on… can I call you oppa?"

She smiled sweetly, and in that moment, she looked utterly adorable to him.

"Oppa… Oh, I like the sound of that. Yeah, call me oppa from now on… Haha~"

"Pfft! Then you have to drop the honorifics too. What kind of oppa talks formally to his younger person?"

"Really? Then I'll speak casually from now on… But, uh… I didn't even ask your name yet."

"My name? Hmm~ It's Emma. Emma Kim. Hehe~"

Grinning, Emma walked over and sat beside him on the sofa.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you, oppa? Since you were sleeping. Hehehe~"

"Dinner? Already? Wait—how long was I asleep? Oh man!!"

David Park went into the back room and pulled a large bottle of cola from the fridge, handing it to her.

"Perfect timing… I wasn't even hungry. I'll just make this my dinner tonight."

Emma giggled and looked around the room.

"Ugh, oppa! What is this? I know you live alone, but still."

"Hehe~ It's messy, right? I'm kind of lazy."

"Then while oppa eats the rice cake, I'll clean up a bit. Ugh~"

He tried to stop her, but she was already heading into the back room. He gave up and let her be.

She moved quickly, back and forth, cleaning with surprising diligence. Feeling guilty for just sitting, David Park went in to check—and found the room already spotless. Emma was wiping the floor with a mop.

"Wow~ Thanks to Emma, I'm living like a king today. It's so clean! Haha~"

"Oppa~ Do you have a girlfriend?"

Her question came out of nowhere.

"A girlfriend? Nah… Who'd want to date someone like me?"

"Why not? I thought you looked really cool when I first saw you. Hehe~ Maybe I should just become your girlfriend… Kikik!"

She said it with a laugh, but there was sincerity beneath it. David Park reached out and gently took her hand—the one holding the mop.

"Really? You… actually like me that much?"

Emma looked at him quietly, then nodded.

In that moment, she looked so sweet he couldn't help but pull her into a tight embrace.

"Will you really be my girlfriend? If you do, I might not be able to control myself..."

The usually bubbly Emma said nothing—just nodded.

David Park pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue inside. She didn't pull away. Instead, she parted her lips slightly and gently teased his tongue with her own.

He moved his hand to her chest, placing it over her T-shirt. Emma closed her eyes and began sucking gently on his tongue.

Smack! Smooch!

He slid his hand down, under her shirt, feeling her warm skin as he moved upward. She didn't resist.

"Huh… haa… huuu~"

When his fingers finally brushed her nipple, a soft, sensual moan escaped from deep in her throat.

"I want to take it off. Can I?"

"...I don't know… Do whatever you want…"

He lifted her T-shirt, and instead of pulling away, she raised her arms to help him take it off.

Her slightly worn white bra, resting on pale skin, made his heart race. He lifted it slightly—her dark nipples glistened, dizzying him—and then he pulled the bra off completely.

Now fully bare on top, Emma squeezed her eyes shut, clearly nervous and shy.

David Park gently laid her down and unbuttoned her yellow cotton pants, slowly pulling down the zipper.

As the front of her pants opened, a loose white pair of panties came into view. He felt his cock swell painfully as he pulled the pants down.

Emma lifted her hips slightly to help, making it easy to remove. But as the pants came off, the loose panties slipped down too—revealing the smooth, pale flesh of her pussy.

Oddly, there was no pubic hair. Where it should have been, the plump folds glistened, smooth and shiny.

Curious, David Park pulled the panties lower—but all he saw was the soft, parted valley of her slit.

A bald pussy, he thought. His excitement surged. He was stunned by how clean and pure it looked—so much so that his heart nearly stopped.

His breathing grew ragged. Panting, he yanked off her pants and panties together. Then he noticed it—a faint scar on her knee, likely from a childhood fall.

He gently spread her thighs and buried his face between her legs.

"Hahh!! Ahh~ Huhh!!"

The moment his tongue touched her pussy, she startled, instinctively clamping her knees shut.

But strangely, while most women would feel fear or shame when exposed like this, Emma showed no embarrassment—only occasional shivers from arousal.

And her pussy… it looked almost childlike—tight, the labia not stretched or sagging at all.

"Emma's pussy is like a baby's."

"Ahh~ Oppa~ Don't say that! Huhh~"

She blushed deeply, pulling her thighs together—clearly self-conscious about being hairless.

"Huhh~ No… I like it. I love how clean and bare it is. So much… Huhh… Haa!!"

When he said he liked it, she finally smiled shyly and slowly spread her thighs again.

Her bright pink slit glistened, soaked with arousal. Her juices mixed with his saliva, dripping down to her anus.

"Huhh~ Wow… you're so wet… Huhh… Huhh~"

"Oppa… Ahh~ Huhh… Um… um… Are we… going to… do it today? Huhh… Huhh~"

"Hmm~ I want to… Huhh~ With such a pretty pussy… we have to… Huhh… Haa!!"

He pressed his tongue into her soaked pussy hole.

Slurp! Sluuurp! Lick-lick-lick! Sluuuurp!

"Ahh~ Hnnn~ Ah… Ah… Op… Op… Op… pa~~ Huhh~"

Emma lifted her hips, tensing her whole body, wriggling her shoulders as if ticklish. David Park couldn't take it anymore. He pulled his mouth away, tore off his clothes in a frenzy.

Gulp!

When his underwear came off, his bobbing cock sprang up. Emma stared at it—and swallowed hard.

"Huhh… I'll do it! It's okay, right? Huhh!!"

He climbed on top of her, asking one last time. She didn't speak—just nodded.

"Hahh! Haaahh!! Hahahaha!!"

Finally, his throbbing cock plunged into Emma's pussy. Her mouth flew open, a sharp cry escaping.

"O… O… O… PPA!! Gently… Huhh!! Ahh~~"

David Park buried his cock to the root and paused, savoring the tight, gripping sensation. Emma hugged his chest tightly, grinding her hips side to side, chasing the thrill.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Huhhh!! Hahh! Hahh!

At last, he began to thrust—slowly, gently at first. Emma wrinkled her face in pleasure.

Her small breasts pressed warmly against his chest. A sweet, musky scent rose from her mouth.

"Hah… hah… hah… hah!! Squish! Squish! Hah… Hah!!"

"Ahhaa!! Haaah!! Hauu~ Uuuu~ Hahhhuu~"

As his pace quickened, Emma trembled, lifting her legs high and wrapping them around his waist.

"Hah… haat!! O… O… O… PPA!! Jus… just a… little… more… Hah… Huhh… Huhh~"

The woman who had begged for gentleness moments ago was now begging for more—harder, deeper. David Park lifted her legs higher, driving his cock all the way in, burying every inch.

"Ahhaa!! Aaauu~~ It huurts~ Huhh!! Ahh~ Kkkuuunn~ Huhh… Huhh!!"

She clenched her eyes shut in ecstasy, then suddenly snapped them open, mouth gaping.

David Park almost laughed—but held it in, increasing his thrusting speed.

"Ah… haat!! Aaauu~~ Ugh!! Huhh!! Aaauu~ Huhh~ Hiyaa~"

Suddenly, a wild, sensual cry burst from Emma's lips. She clung tightly to his chest and thrust her hips upward.

At that moment, David Park felt a warm, slippery flood gush from deep inside her pussy. The slick sensation, combined with her tightening walls, sent all his blood rushing to his cock.

"Huhh… haa!! Emma… Huhh~ Ah… Can I… cum inside? Huhh… Huhh~ Haa!!"

Emma, who had been silent until now, only nodding, suddenly stammered:

"Hah… Ah… Ah… No!! O… O… Oppa!! Ahhaa~~"

David Park quickly pulled out, grabbed his cock, and crawled forward on his knees until he was at her face.

Emma opened her mouth eagerly, taking his cock in and sucking it like a pump.

"Uhh… I'm… I'm… coming… Ahh!! Aaaauk!! Huhhh!! Ahh~ Ukk!! Uhhhuu~"

His cum erupted into her mouth like a fountain. She grimaced—but swallowed every last drop, not letting a single drop escape.

"Hahhaa!! H… H… Emma… yah~~ Huhh!! Now… now… sp… spit it… Huhh… Huhh~"

But Emma opened her eyes slowly, gazed at him, smiled sweetly—and then,

Gulp…!! Mmm~~ Gulp!! Huhh… Huhh~

She swallowed it all down.

"H… H… Emma… You… you…"

"Huhh~ It's yours, oppa… It's not gross… Huhh… Huhh… I love you, oppa~~"

David Park, overwhelmed by how innocent yet bold she was, lay down beside her and held her gently.

"I love you too, Emma. You'll come see me again, right?"

"Mmm~ Oppa~~ You're my boyfriend now… Hehehe!!"

That night, David Park and Emma made love two more times before Emma finally returned home just before four in the morning.