Bitch (4)
There was one masturbation fantasy I'd been dying to try for ages. You can probably guess without me saying it out loud—the act that best deserves the title of "woman's ultimate joy": stuffing my pussy.
...Too crude? Yeah, maybe. But nothing else came to mind in my hazy, lust-drunk state. I crawled over on all fours to grab the familiar toy from its usual spot. It was silicone like the vibrator I'd just been using, but thicker and bigger. A dildo. And today, I was finally going to have my first experience with it.
Gulp. Staring down at it with that resolve made my nerves tingle a bit, but my overwhelming desire shoved me forward like rocket fuel. Truth be told, I'd craved this plenty of times before. A lot. But my slightly more "rational" self back then had always suppressed it. I was a virgin, after all!
...Don't look at me like that with those pathetic eyes. Back then, I truly believed virginity held immense value. Sure, whether I'd lose it under some guy later was beside the point—for a first time like this, wasting it on a toy felt like such a shame. But that perverted, somewhat rigid view of mine crumbled helplessly before the blazing instinct burning inside me now.
What? Virginity? Fuck that. My masturbation comes first! Not that I'll have a hymen left to worry about anyway.
Of course, even with my instincts screaming to ditch my virginity in one radical swoop, a shred of reason—or maybe the darkest instinct masquerading as reason—put on the brakes one last time. So I decided to grab one more thing.
I fetched my phone from where it'd been tossed on the floor. Normally, during a session, it'd be for porn or hentai—basic fap fuel. But not today. Today, it was... a side dish generator.
To spell it out: recording.
Ding! That familiar-yet-unsettling sound rang out. Sure, I was making my own side dish right now, but it carried another meaning: documenting my weakness forever. Right there in my phone's gallery, bold as brass. For a normal person, if someone with ulterior motives saw this video—or even just glimpsed the thumbnail while peeking at my gallery—it'd be like handing them my leash. The thought sent chills down my spine.
But as a hopelessly perverted slut, even that shiver just amped up the thrill, turning the whole scenario into something multidimensional and delicious.
"...This angle should do it..." I muttered out loud on purpose, hitting record and propping the phone against the wall facing the mirror. Stepping back, I checked: in selfie mode, the screen captured me—naked, sitting demurely (if you ignored the squirting mess), my bare body on full display. It was a totally different view from the mirror, even if the phone screen was a bit small.
Knowing every move from here would be recorded sent that creepy mix of fear and excitement surging through me again. I slammed the dildo base-down on the floor in front of me with my free hand. Thwap! It stood rigid and secure. My pussy was already soaked, but not fully ready yet. Time to loosen it up with all this dripping nectar.
Inserting something directly for the first time? Surprisingly, no fear at all. My head was already swimming with anticipation for the pleasure to come.
Since it was already a bit wet and relaxed, I started with two fingers.
"Ngh..." Never used before, it clamped down with intense tightness, like it was biting my fingers. As they gently parted the entrance, a faint pain mixed with pressure—and a pleasure way stronger than before—started building slowly.
"...Nngh." I slid them in and waited; the hole gradually adjusted, accepting them. Building momentum, I pushed deeper bit by bit. The pleasure intensified with each nudge, pain fading until only that delicious pressure remained, teasing me relentlessly. Almost all the way in now. I wiggled them experimentally—
"...!!!" A shock like nothing before hit me. Just grazing the wall sent a massive jolt vibrating up from my lower belly through my whole body. Instinct drove my fingers on through the bliss, scraping from deep inside outward.
"Hah... nngh..." My body voiced the stimulation out loud. An insane sensation, like my whole being was warping. This first taste of vaginal pleasure was shocking. Imagining the dildo sliding in there next... the future suddenly looked so promising.
I pulled my fingers out a bit, then thrust them back in and curled them.
"Hahk...!" This time, no pulling out—just working the fingers. Squelch. Lewd wet sounds leaked from my pussy. But lost in stimulation that drowned out even those "mere" noises, I kept going. The drag of mucosa against my fingertips was everywhere inside. My finger ends felt the scorching heat directly.
After tormenting my pussy to my heart's content, once it felt plenty loosened, I withdrew.
"Hiiih... ngh." The sudden halt to the pleasure drew an involuntary whine of regret. But now, onward to even greater bliss. One more step.
I shifted the dildo to right under my hips and stood into a squat—like my PT sessions with Lee Hyunju, but way lewder. Legs that should be primly together were splayed obscenely wide, advertising my shameful spot loud and clear. Come and get it.
I glanced ahead. Two versions of me stared back: the full-length mirror me, and the phone screen capturing every depraved moment. But even in this setup, something felt... missing.
Just dropping my hips and losing my virginity like that? It'd be, what, boring? Or maybe I was just drunk on the lewd mood. Either way, I craved "dirty talk" right then. And with excitement beyond my control, the words tumbled out—lines I'd only fantasized about before, utterly humiliating ones.
It felt like someone was talking to me. A very familiar script.
'Okay, look at the camera and state your name and age.'
I knew this scene inside out. So I obeyed the unheard command to the letter.
"I'm... Kim Seyeon... 22 years old... and a bitch..."
The rest spilled out automatically. I knew my "future" script perfectly.
"From now on... I'll offer my virginity to Lord Dildo...!"
My voice was a shameful whisper, but I didn't stop—spat it all out. The raw truth that I was about to fuck this dildo.
And with that, one hand gripping the base, I lowered my hips.
Tap. It wasn't far; the tip hit my pussy entrance right away. This is it—the real deflowering.
Squish—
"Nngh..." Even loosened up, a virgin hole doesn't yield easily. No major pain, but the pressure of the dildo pressing in from the entrance was intense. A bit more weight, lowering slowly—
Plung!
"Guh...!" The head suddenly popped inside! Despite the prep, the pain and pressure hit hard. And beyond them, pleasure crashed over me.
"Grrooh..." Pain surged, but blinded by ecstasy, I moved my hips. Down, further down. Soon, a second catch at the entrance— I knew what it was, but raw instinct overpowered any fear, driving me.
I slammed my hips down all at once.
Plung!
"Haaahng...!"
Just like that, I lost my virginity. Pain and pleasure balanced in a devastating strike, fusing into pure shock that hammered my brain. My mind went blissfully blank as I surrendered control, instincts hijacking my senses and judgment.
And my body, chasing nothing but base urges, moved my hips with a guttural "Ughhh..."