A Virgin's Hunger
I cracked my eyes open. Sujin's face hovered above me, glowing with an almost possessed beauty. Her hair had spilled down like a curtain, wrapping around my face, and from those soft strands I caught her scent.
Her flushed cheeks and the drool sliding from her lips only made the air between us hotter. There was something almost eerie about the look on her face — elevated, feral, like a beast in heat. Her unfocused pupils were locked on me.
She always had a face that could get a man hard just by looking at it, but right now it was unbearable. That flushed, burning expression was screaming for a cock, and I knew it on instinct.
With a heavy, inhuman strength she clamped down on my hips, then brought her face toward my cock. Her soft skin brushed against it. The irregular puffs of her breath ghosted over the shaft, a stimulation unlike anything I'd felt before.
I don't like to brag, but I've always had confidence in my size. Maybe it was because all I ever did was write erotica and jerk off, but I was bigger than most guys. I'd confirmed it at the public bathhouse, so it wasn't just my imagination. There's an old saying, isn't there? Dumb guys have big dicks.
Sujin was losing her mind over the pheromone-thick scent of my unwashed cock. A sultry little giggle slipped from her lips as she pressed her face flush against it, burying her nose along the shaft.
I couldn't tell if it was the aphrodisiac or if this was just who she really was. Either way, it worked out great for me.
"Nngh~♪ This sticky smell… I liiike it sooo muuuch~!"
Her voice had gone thick and molten, like honey poured over the brain. Even at her most composed, Sujin was a dangerously attractive woman — but Sujin in heat was several times more potent. Even her slurred, mashed-up pronunciation felt like seasoning designed to get me hard. What a terrifying person.
"Heeey~! It looks so tasty~!"
Smelling it wasn't going to be enough. Her body was already burning up — I could see her black panties soaked through. The female equivalent of leaking pre-cum, basically. Of course she wasn't going to stop at a sniff. She'd want something thicker. Richer.
She didn't ask permission. She just lunged and took my cock into her mouth. Maybe she thought I was passed-out drunk. Maybe she'd already lost enough reason to even consider asking. The latter seemed far more likely, though it could have been both.
Her mouth worked in small, wet motions. The head of my cock swayed with the rhythm of that little oral cavity, and her mouth was remarkably warm. The way it wrapped around the glans — intimate, clinging — was good enough to make my ass clench.
The sensation itself was more or less what I'd imagined. The pleasure it produced was not. To a sex master, this would have been a clumsy, amateur blowjob. To me — a virgin who hadn't even peeled the beginner sticker off — even a clumsy blowjob was a lethal weapon.
"Slurp~! Shlurp! Suck! Mmwah! Mmwah! Ehehehe~♪ It's so soft and tasty~"
The sight of her grinning like she was having the time of her life, even as she fumbled through it, was bad for the heart. Sujin had lost maybe half her rational mind, and she seemed to be treating my cock like her personal toy.
The oral piston started up again. I cracked my eyes and tried to watch how that small mouth was swallowing my thick cock, but her head blocked the angle. All I could see was her face rocking back and forth.
Kh—!
The irregular sucking from a moment ago was finding a rhythm. Even a little experience was leveling up her technique. The glans caught in her mouth started trembling like it had a fever, and a violent urge to cum surged up from the root.
Busting in her mouth right at the start felt like a waste, so I clenched down hard and held it. I locked my sphincter and took control of the urethra.
This was the first time I'd ever put my cock in a woman's body. Until now, my only partners had been onaholes, love dolls, and my right hand — the eternal girlfriend. And this first experience had a destructive power that defied all reason. I was only slightly exaggerating when I thought my cock was going to melt.
The anticipation of finally ending my long career as a virgin, mixed with the sheer dominance of having a beauty like Sujin under my control, hit my cerebral cortex with a pleasure that went far beyond anything the nerves in my dick were reporting.
"Shlurp~! Slurp~♥ Suck! Hehehe~!"
Sujin seemed to have found her own enjoyment too, if not quite on my level. That was probably the aphrodisiac doing most of the work.
"Shlurp! Suuuck! Mmwah! Mmwah! Ah~nngh~♪ I could get addicted to this…! That slightly sour taste, and how soft it feels… hooooh~"
Most of the women in my novels were born sluts by nature. I had no idea if real women were like that. No — if they were, people wouldn't be so obsessed with erotica in the first place. Which meant Sujin's reactions were almost certainly the aphrodisiac.
The wet sounds of her mouth filled the room, faster now.
Kh—! I can't hold this.
Her technique kept climbing, bit by bit. Until now it had felt like she was playing with a toy, lazy and unhurried — then she suddenly vacuumed down on me like a shop-vac and cranked the intensity. Her wet tongue flicked the tip of the glans and lightly scraped the urethral opening. I'd gone so sensitive I could feel the individual taste buds on her tongue. I was at my limit. No man on earth was holding this back.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
"Kh—!"
I came, and I came hard. The pleasure ran from the tip of my cock all the way to the back of my ass, and it was no joke. Feeling this much from a blowjob, of all things. Was this the Power of Sex too? I was satisfied by the staggering pleasure and a little insulted by it at the same time.
"Heeey~? That good smell, ghhk…"
Sujin swallowed every last drop of the white load my cock had spat out. For her it was probably close to an unconscious act, drunk on the aphrodisiac — but the mere fact that she swallowed my cum was enough to get me hard again.
A woman cleaning up after you is one of a man's great romantic fantasies. Swallowing sits at the top of that list. When she beamed and showed me her empty mouth, the pleasure was almost as intense as the sucking itself. It was the first time I'd understood that mental pleasure could be just as terrifying as the physical kind. Next time I wrote a novel, I was not forgetting this.
"Heeey… it's so warm and nice, but down here is still so itchy…! I want it to feel better… make it feel better~"
Sujin was past the point of rubbing herself through fabric. The black panties were in the way, so she stripped them off entirely and threw them aside.
I cracked my eyes and looked at the most private part of her. For a second I nearly stopped breathing.
What… what the hell? A bald pussy? Not a single hair?
What sat in front of me was a perfectly smooth mound. Not one strand of the hair that was supposed to guard a woman's most precious place. My eyes went wide before I could stop them. Looking closer, there weren't even faint traces of waxing. She might have been born this way.
Sujin settled that glossy, hairless pussy softly on top of me. I wanted to snap my hips up and bury myself in the cleft between her lips, but I exercised superhuman patience one more time. If I moved on my own, the script would fall apart.
Damn, though. That texture is completely smooth. Is it actual atrichia?
Congenital hairlessness was a setting I'd barely used even in my own novels. I sincerely hoped Sujin was the real thing. Not that I had anything against a full bush — some of my favorite porn actresses were famous for the jungle. I didn't dislike a bald pussy either. Honestly, like every virgin who'd ever lived, I loved every kind of pussy there was. And the one I liked best was the one I could actually have. Sujin's checked that box completely.
"Nngh~! It's itchy…"
Her instincts already seemed to know exactly what to do. Sex is hardwired into the human animal, so that wasn't strange. With astonishingly little hesitation, Sujin lifted her hips. The slit that should have been pressed shut parted on its own, putting the inside on display.
Between the spread outer lips sat a pair of pink inner folds. The most secret part of her was a bright, clean pink. No hint of discoloration anywhere — symmetrical and immaculate, like a decalcomania print. Her dripping pussy hung there like a small butterfly with its wings slightly lowered, holding a perfect balance between elegance and filth.
My throat, locked with tension, let out a small sound.
"Ah…"
I tensed for a second after making noise, but Sujin didn't seem to have heard. Her mind was already fixed on my thick cock. The aphrodisiac had clearly knocked her head off-center. A flicker of worry crossed me — was she going to break completely like this?
A broken Sujin… might be interesting too.
Her lifted hips looked almost majestic. Was she a virgin? At this point I wouldn't have been crushed if she wasn't — but I prayed for it all the same. Wanting a virgin is a desire as old as men. Nobody wants to scribble on a crumpled, faded sheet of paper when they could have a blank white canvas. Wanting to be the first to leave footprints in a field of fresh snow is just human nature. Of course I wanted to take another woman's first time and ruin it for myself.
How was I supposed to make this good for her? I tried to recall what I'd studied from porn.
No. Don't half-ass an AV actor impression. Just be honest. I'm a virgin. Try to copy a crane and you'll split your pants.
The one thing I had going for me was size and girth. A virgin like me talking about technique was absurd. I took a breath. I had no ambition of melting her with sweet skill. My head was full of one thought, fitting for an idiot like me: conquer her with raw force.
Here we go.
I thrust up.
"Hyaaaahn~!"
Sujin's raised hips came down in a single drop. They say male virgins can't even find the hole — I did considerably better than that. In cowgirl, she took my standing cock and put it in herself in one motion. The instant I punched through her, I felt a faint resistance. I knew immediately she was a virgin. A current of raw, electric thrill ran down my spine.
It was an honest strike. No sweet line to melt a woman's heart. No heated foreplay to call up an orgasm. What I did was a dry, almost mechanical piston — the only sex technique I was capable of.
Her insides coiled around me. Her pussy seemed determined to punish the crude thing that had taken its owner's first time. The grip was so violent it felt like a cramp, shackling the shaft of my cock.
"Kh—!!!"
The scream I'd been holding back tore out of me. I'd wanted to keep quiet if I could. This was not optional. The pleasure was insane. Whether it was the achievement of tearing her hymen or something else, the rush that punched through my spine was bigger than the vivid sensation on my cock itself.
People say that once you get used to jerking off, a woman's pussy feels loose. I don't know which idiot virgin started that lie. Or maybe a Hunter's body was simply a different species from a normal person's. The pressure clamping down on me was incomparable to my own hand. Sujin's vaginal walls wrapped my cock like they were alive. The slick, clinging texture inside her made my senses go hazy.
"Haaaahn~! Haan~! Haan! Haaaahn~♪ Ahh-nngh~♥"
Wet, filthy sounds filled the room as she moved on me. Sujin's moans — the kind that sounded like she was coughing up her soul — flooded my studio apartment. The soundproofing in this villa was garbage, which worried me for about half a second. After that I couldn't have cared less. If anything, I'd be happier if the neighbors heard us. Then they'd know exactly who Sujin's man was.
The obscene friction sounds coming from her pussy were enough to steal my soul. Sujin was a fast learner. The rhythmic roll of her hips proved it. She was working her waist like an experienced whore, but the bright red virgin blood running down her pussy announced that this was her first time. There didn't seem to be any pain from the tearing at all.
The aphrodisiac, probably. A terrifying item. A shame it was single-use. Then again, I'd used it to take Sujin, so it had more than done its job.
I was pretty incredible myself, honestly. I'd just lost my virginity too. And my first time was a reverse-rape by a virgin with a bald pussy. If the genders were flipped I'd want to bite my tongue and die — but a man being taken by a woman is a completely different story. I was so happy I could have died right there with no regrets.
The wet slapping mixed with the squelch of her insides. Was this really the hip-work of a woman who'd given up her virginity today? Maybe a Hunter's superior physique was covering for a total lack of experience. Come to think of it, I'd seen that claim online — that a female Hunter's insides were incomparably tighter than a regular woman's. They compared it to a woman who works out. Given a Hunter's physical ability, that analogy probably wasn't far off. You'd never get this from a civilian.
"Haaaahn~! Haan~! Nnnnngh~♪ Nngh~! Nnngh~!"
Sujin, rolling her hips on pure instinct, suddenly clamped a hand around my throat.
Huh?
Wait. This was not in the plan.
"Nngh~! Hyaaaahn~! It feels so gooood! Ah~nngh~♪"
The hand on my throat tightened. I tried to shake her off, but Sujin's strength — hard as stone — swatted my resistance aside like it was nothing. Thinking about it, as a Hunter she probably wasn't that far off from me in physical ability. And with pleasure driving her half-insane, she seemed to be putting out far more force than usual.
"Ghk—! Kh—!"
My throat compressed. It had only been a few seconds and my vision was already going white. The strange part was that even under that crushing pressure, the pleasure didn't dip at all. If anything, the sweet sensation from my lower body kept getting stronger. I could almost call it a pleasure worth trading for death.
Her hips only got more violent. Even as my consciousness thinned, I felt happy. That thought from a moment ago — that I could die right now with no regrets — hadn't been a lie. What I felt, even as my awareness flickered, was pleasure approaching infinity.
Ah…
So real life really isn't a novel. Dying here like this was a little disappointing. I'd wanted to use more of the Unix Cube's power.
No regrets, though. Still — if I went out like this, would it be death by orgasm? Or asphyxiation?