Chapter 12 — I Don’t Know Anything
I lay still and did nothing but watch.
It was funny, awkward, and a little pathetic, seeing a girl who didn’t have any experience at all strain and struggle to try doing it on her own.
I’d been through the business of breaking in a virgin before.
That day, I’d seen firsthand just how hard it was for a woman the first time she was opened up.
With a woman writhing in pain beneath me, I’d agonized over what the hell I was supposed to do.
We’d come this far, so I had to do something, but I couldn’t just force my way in when she looked like she was dying from the pain. It had been maddening.
But now, watching her pin me down and insist on opening herself up by force, I couldn’t help feeling she looked hopelessly stupid.
Right now, she was throwing herself at it while knowing absolutely nothing.
Of course, that woman back then had been younger than Miju was now. But even so... how much younger could she really have been? Miju was only twenty-three.
“Phew...”
Miju had stripped off my pants and underwear completely.
She drew in a sharp breath as if she’d accomplished some monumental feat, then climbed on top of me.
Seeing her up close like this, she really was clean.
There was almost no hair.
It didn’t look like she’d waxed; she just seemed naturally sparse there. Even what little she had was fine, almost delicate.
Thanks to that, her pussy was laid bare without much concealment.
It was sealed tight, untouched, and it needed to open up—but that wasn’t going to be easy.
Maybe she’d seen something somewhere, because she tried to line my cock up with her own body, adjusting herself to fit me.
She seemed to have gotten it roughly in place.
Miju must have thought she was ready, because she lowered her hips a little—and the hopeful expression on her face twisted in an instant.
“Aagh!!”
“Sigh...”
I knew it.
I had known exactly this would happen.
Part of me had harbored the tiniest hope, though. Everyone was different, after all. Or maybe, even if she was only twenty-three, she was still older than the girl from before, and that might make it a little easier.
But reality was, as always, reality.
“Why does it—”
It seemed completely different from what she’d expected.
“Of course it hurts. You’re trying to tear your way through something that’s sealed shut.”
“I don’t think it should hurt that much...”
She really didn’t know a damn thing. Nothing at all.
How could a twenty-three-year-old know so little about this stuff?
And yet she didn’t seem put off by it. Not even the idea of showing her body in front of other people bothered her.
What kind of girl was this?
It was more baffling than anything else.
“Aah! It hurts... damn it...”
She was putting on a one-woman show.
She clearly wanted to get it in somehow, but at this rate...
Even now, she was still holding my cock perfectly, afraid I might stab somewhere I wasn’t supposed to.
There were a few more attempts, but the result never changed.
“What do I do?”
In the end, she must have realized she couldn’t do it alone, because she finally called for me.
“...Move aside.”
She obediently slid out of the way.
Then, as soon as I got up, she darted into the spot I’d been lying in and flopped down.
I wasn’t sure whether to praise her for being diligent or not...
I slid between her legs.
Her pussy was still dry and soft.
There was a little moisture, but nowhere near enough.
Even if it were overflowing, this would still be tough; at this level, it was hopeless.
Still, that was a relief in its own way.
Miju was naturally pretty wet.
When I set my hand over her pussy and rubbed gently, my palm was soaked in an instant.
“Ahhh...”
Yeah. That was more like it.
This was the sort of moan I expected when I played with a woman’s pussy properly.
But when I worked with Jumi, a single press of my finger could send her completely off the rails. Just how sensitive was she, exactly?
“What if there are people who like it better when you just press them instead of doing it yourself?”
If that ever happened... I’d probably want to die of shame.
I calmly worked Miju open, teasing the little bud of her clit that had popped up and scratching the entrance as it slowly loosened and parted.
After a while, with my effort, I’d made her plenty wet.
“This should do it.”
Ready.
I brought my cock to the place it needed to go.
With Seol-ah, I’d gotten it over with in one shot. She’d hurt for a moment, and then that had been that.
Should I do the same with Miju? It wasn’t like going gently would make it painless anyway.
I decided to test the waters first.
I put just a little pressure on it, trying to see what it felt like.
But...
“...Why isn’t it going in?”
It wouldn’t enter.
It was like something was jammed tight inside, refusing to give even the slightest bit.
Had it been like this when I first broke in a virgin before? I didn’t think so.
“It hurts! It hurts so bad! Aaaah!!”
There was another problem, too.
Miju... the moment I tried to apply even the tiniest bit of force, she started screaming about how much it hurt.
And she wasn’t just saying it—tears were really welling up in her eyes.
“We’re screwed.”
We’d run headfirst into an unexpected wall.
The girl from before had hurt, too, but not like this. She’d held out and held out until she finally burst.
But Miju was acting like this just from being touched.
“What do I do?”
There was no answer. Should I just give up?
Then a voice came from somewhere else—not mine, and not Miju’s.
“Oh? Well, would you look at these two?”
Jumi, who’d vanished earlier, had come back.
“What the hell are you two doing?”
“Can’t you tell just by looking?”
“So this is what you were up to while I was gone?”
“Sigh... It’d take too long to explain.”
I gave a lame excuse in response to Jumi’s sneering tone.
But unlike me, who was glancing around nervously for no reason, Miju was completely brazen.
“I can’t do it. How am I supposed to do this?”
I had no idea why she was asking that damned spirit for help, but apparently she was.
“Then who told you to go and start without me?”
And yet Jumi sounded like she might actually be able to fix it.
“Because I’m curious. How do I do it? Hurry up!”
“......”
Was there something between these two that I didn’t know about?
Because otherwise there was no way Miju would be relying on her like this.
“Wait a minute.”
Jumi shoved me back a little, then brought her hand right in front of Miju’s pussy.
“Kyaaah!”
A scream that sounded like it would split in two burst out of Miju, and blood streamed down.
“It hurts... sniff...”
“Quit crying. You’ll be fine now.”
What the hell had I just seen?
She’d torn something open, hadn’t she?
What else would make blood come out like that?
At first, I’d thought she was just some useless little spirit.
But lately, I’d been feeling like she was on a much higher level than that.
She really did seem to have some kind of ability.
“What are you waiting for? Do it.”
She’d just been complaining about us doing this a second ago, and now she was the one yelling at me to hurry up.
“Just do it? Aren’t you going to do anything for me?”
“What kind of stupid thing is that?”
“Huh? Was that all from what we did in the room?”
“...... Are you actually an idiot? If you don’t know, then try it yourself. You can check whether you can see it or not, can’t you?”
“Ah!”
Right.
Why hadn’t I thought of that?
I focused immediately.
On Miju’s lower abdomen, where my gaze had been fixed, a pink spot appeared.
“I can see it. I can see it. So now I can stop hurting, right?”
“Haa... you two are seriously...”
I’d been lumped together with Miju.
That was seriously insulting.
“Oppa!”
“Fine. Fine.”
Hope lit up Miju’s face again.
She seemed to be under some kind of misunderstanding now.
“First, let’s clean you up a little.”
There was no need to make a bloody mess, so I wiped her off roughly. It would stain again soon enough anyway.
Once everything was ready, I advanced my cock toward where it needed to go once more.
And then I drove in all at once.
“Aaaagh!! It hurts! It hurts! Pull it out! Take it out!!”
I told you—she was misunderstanding.
Just because she’d seen a little blood didn’t mean it wouldn’t hurt.
She flailed and tried to shove me away, like she was sure she was going to die from that cock forcing its way in.
But if I pulled out here, I’d just have to go through this whole mess again.
So instead, I chose the easier option.
“Ghk... move over...”
I pinned her down.
With my cock buried inside her, I pressed Miju beneath me.
* * *
Her grip on my cock was no joke.
Maybe because it was her first time, she was naturally tight, and maybe because she was in pain, she was clenching down without meaning to.
“D-don’t move.”
I didn’t.
It looked like this was going to take a while.
The fact that she was reacting like that even when I only put the slightest pressure on her...
“Oh... this is nice. Is it because there are two of you? Yeah. It’s pretty damn nice.”
Jumi was saying all kinds of incomprehensible things again.
What did she mean, the two of us being pressed together?
“How long are you planning to stand there like that? Do it properly. It’s not going in.”
What a heartless little spirit.
She was telling me to just go for it, whether Miju was hurting or not.
Apparently the only thing that mattered was getting what she wanted.
And yet—
Why was my body sliding back?
Even as I pinned Miju down with my body, I moved my hips only slightly at first.
“Ah. Ah. Ah. Ugh. Hah. Hahh...”
The cries of pain naturally began to turn into moans.
In response, my hips slowly widened the range of their motion.
And then, at some point—
“Aaaah!”
Miju began, clumsily but unmistakably, to buck her hips back.
“There it is! She’s getting into it! More! Go harder!”
Yeah.
Like Jumi said, now was the time to do it properly.
There was no need to keep restraining Miju anymore.
In that case, I could rise up a little too and show her something faster, rougher.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
“Hngh. Ahh. H-haaah. Ahh!”
Was this really the first time for her?
She was completely lost in it now.
“Haa... doing something this good all by yourselves... ahh... I’m gonna be pretty too... aaah!”
Did she even know what she was saying?
It was a relief that she liked it, at least... but was she thinking of me as some kind of beauty tool or something?
“Hahh... ta, take it off. Take it off.”
Her hands waved in the air.
What Miju wanted was clear.
Take off the rest of your clothes already.
Not exactly hard.
I was getting a little cramped myself anyway.
Thump.
While I paused to strip,
Miju kept bucking up from below on her own, as if telling me not to stop for even a second.
If she was going to be this eager...
“Then let’s take yours off too.”
I helped Miju up.
And if I lay down instead?
Then I could naturally send Miju on top.
“Haaah!!”
As Miju climbed up, she swallowed my cock completely.
She almost toppled over again from the cock that thrust in like it was trying to burst through her, but even then she managed to put on a little striptease as she took her clothes off.
When she finally got rid of even the inconvenient underwear, her huge breasts were revealed.
They were definitely impressive. Usually breasts that size couldn’t support their own weight.
But Miju’s still tried to hold their shape.
And then they began to dance along with her body as she bounced up and down.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.
Her ass slammed down with all her strength.
She really didn’t know the meaning of “moderation.”
It was like she was testing whether her uterus would hold out or not...
“Good! It’s coming even harder! Way better than yesterday!”
This damn spirit was the problem.
She kept telling Miju how great she was, over and over, and now Miju was running wild without knowing her limits.
But in the end, Miju was still just a newbie who’d gotten opened up for the first time today.
And she was just an ordinary person whose stamina wasn’t particularly good.
“Hah. Hah. Hah. Hah. I-it’s hard. It feels so good, but it’s too hard.”
Before long, she collapsed from exhaustion.
“It’s a shame, but I think we’ll have to stop here.”
A shame?
We’d only just gotten started.
Was he trying to kill the girl?
“That girl yesterday had better stamina.”
I had to admit it.
Seol-ah had kept up with me shockingly well, even when it looked like she was about to fold.
But Miju didn’t seem to be at that level yet.
Of course, if this was her first day, then she had enough talent to be called promising.
Still, Miju seemed to think differently.
Her face was full of frustration.
I had no idea why she was trying to compete, but... I decided not to think about it too hard.
For the finish, I climbed over her again.
I drew Miju’s legs up and over toward my body.
She was more flexible than I’d expected. It was so easy I almost thought I could fold her in half.
I climbed over her.
Then I pulled my hips back as far as they would go.
And slammed in.
“Hiiik!!”
Press!
There was no better finish for Miju, who liked it rough.
By the time the presses came faster and faster and she couldn’t even manage a proper moan anymore—
Grrrrr.
“Ah. Ahh... Hngh...”
I poured everything I’d drawn up into Miju all at once.
It had started strangely, but I’d still managed to finish it well.
Miju had talent. Now that she’d opened her eyes to it, I had a feeling there’d be plenty more chances like this in the future.
Just as I was about to pull my cock out, having finished what I came to do, Miju’s legs wrapped around my body and held me in place.
“Wait. Just stay like this for a second.”
There were always girls like this.
The ones who wanted to savor the afterglow and wouldn’t let you pull out right away.
I thought Miju might be one of those types, too.
“Can we do it again? Would it be even better the second time?”
“......”
Had I woken up a child who shouldn’t have been awakened?
“Don’t be ridiculous and finish already. You want to pass out again? That bitch looks like she’s about to die, and she’s still spouting nonsense.”
So that was it?
She’d hit her limit again.
As expected, Miju was fine in every way except for her stamina.
“Tch.”
The legs holding my body loosened, and I was finally able to pull out.
“Ah... blood... tsk.”
What the hell?
Why was she smacking her lips?
What did she mean, blood? If there hadn’t been any, what the hell was she planning to do?
Come to think of it, hadn’t she said something earlier about the taste?
...I guess it won’t be long now.
I could already picture what would happen the next time we joined together.
With Miju’s curiosity, it was definitely going to happen.