Taking A-ram's Virginity
The sticky fluid on Shin A-ram's wet wipe. No matter how I looked at it, it was clearly pussy juice. The slick sensation when I spread her pussy and shallowly thrust in a finger confirmed it without a doubt. I'd long known there were people who got pleasure from fear, violence, or physical pain. Masochists. That was the term. I couldn't wrap my head around turning pain into pleasure, but A-ram's case seemed even more extreme. Just moments ago, she had been trembling in sheer panic, scared out of her wits. Every word from me made her shake like a leaf. Hell, she'd even pissed herself. That was pure, raw terror. I hadn't hit her that hard. Probably some trauma from childhood violence or something. And yet, amid all that, she'd leaked pussy juice. That still puzzled me. Was it because I'd hugged her tight? Or was A-ram truly a masochist?
A-ram was faithfully obeying my command to lie down. Her legs hadn't closed even a little since then.
"You're wet, huh?"
"...Yes."
"Why?"
"...I don't know."
She seemed to ponder my question, searching for the reason, but in the end, her answer was 'I don't know.' Fair enough. Nobody knows themselves completely. Nothing strange about it. I decided to put off figuring out what had aroused her. Maybe it was some defense mechanism from real violence that turned her into a masochist. Or perhaps it was her true nature. Or hell, just relief that the beating wasn't as bad as she feared. I wasn't a psychologist, and I had no interest in delving into such trivial shit.
What mattered was that a prime virgin lay before me.
"Spread your pussy."
"Yes..."
A-ram used both hands to part her pussy. Wide open, with all her strength, exposing every inch of her inner folds. There was no shame in her movements, but it all concentrated on her face. Her cheeks flushed deep red, blending with the teary redness around her eyes to create a tantalizingly erotic vibe.
My hand gripped one of her breasts. So massive they spilled out between my fingers. Fuck, this was insane. A natural sigh escaped me the moment I saw it.
"Whoa..."
My other hand squeezed her other breast. The flesh overflowing between my fingers was so alluring that I gripped hard again.
"Hngh..."
A-ram let out a faint whimper of pain. I grabbed both tits like handles and started rubbing my cock against her. Sliding it back and forth between her spread pussy lips, coating it in her sticky juices, until I finally thrust it in with force.
Her virgin pussy resisted my cock. Feeling the intense pressure, I slowly pushed my hips forward. Little by little, parting her tight flesh. The powerful squeeze already told me this was definitely a virgin.
"Finally deflowering a virgin. Does it hurt, A-ram?"
"Yes... it hurts."
"Fuck, it hurts and yet it feels so good?"
First times hurt, after all. Her words sent my heart pounding wildly with anticipation. One hard thrust and her hymen would tear. I pushed my cock in even more carefully.
"Hngh... It hurts... hurts so much..."
"Endure it."
"Y-yes..."
Every inch my cock slid in, A-ram's abs tensed. I could feel her tension through the breasts I was squeezing. At the tip of my cock, an unfamiliar resistance. Instinct told me this was her hymen.
"A-ram."
"Yes..."
"Relax."
"Yes. I'll relax."
As if it were that easy. A-ram stayed rigid, body tense. I released her breasts and gently stroked her hair. She flinched when my hand moved toward her face, squeezing her eyes shut, but as I softly petted her head, she slowly opened them and looked at me. Her gaze held no hint of a kidnapped woman's defiance—pure submission. With each stroke, her body melted. When I pulled my hand away after a few more pets, she even let out a reluctant "Ahh~."
I terrified her. I comforted her. In that bizarre contradiction, A-ram was submitting to me more and more.
"I'm putting it in."
"Yes..."
Not quite aegyo yet, but her eyes toward me were enough.
"Hngggk...!!! I-it hurts..."
"Good girl."
"Yes..."
My cock finally buried to the hilt inside her. When I pulled out, it was coated in bright red blood.
"You really were a virgin."
"Yes..."
"And now you're not."
"Yes..."
"Fuck, finally deflowered a virgin."
"……."
"Wanna congratulate me?"
"C-congratulations..."
High on the thrill of taking her virginity, I started moving my hips. Unlike Na-young, A-ram squeezed my cock with brutal intensity from the start. Na-young wrapped my cock with skillful technique on the outstroke, but A-ram crushed it like she wanted to burst it the moment I thrust in. Her voluptuous tits suggested the opposite feel, but whatever—virgin tightness? Naturally narrow pussy? Either way, the two women I'd claimed had pussies with distinct flavors. A happy discovery.
Won't get boring anytime soon.
Squelch, squelch. Virgin or not, with the blood and her prior wetness, my cock slid smoothly despite the grip. I thrust deep, then ground in hard. Each time I hilted, she squeezed harder, so I bore down extra on the deepest push, like piercing her womb.
"Hic... hngh..."
"Crying?"
"Sorry..."
"Why?"
"I-I'm crying..."
"Why cry?"
"...It hurts."
Whoa... fuck. So damn hot. The H-cup beauty impaled on my cock, tears streaming down her pathetic face—my dick throbbed harder. That intense squeeze on deep thrusts? Probably more pain than pleasure.
Should've fucked a virgin before. Not my fault—blame my exes and that Na-young bitch.
"Endure."
"Y-yes... hng... I'll endure."
"Good. You're so pretty, my A-ram."
"Th-thank you..."
I petted her head, praised her, and thrust again.
"Hnggh...!"
"Fuck, this slut's pussy is delicious?"
Deep thrusts and grinds—her pussy walls clamped from all sides. Even if pain caused it, I couldn't stop.
"Ngk...! I-it... hurts... hurts..."
"I said endure."
"I'll endure... hnggh... ah..."
Hurts? So what? If it bugs you, stop clenching when it hurts. If her pussy loosened from pain, I'd treat her gentle. But no—reality was the opposite. My thrusts grew fiercer inevitably.
"Hnggggh...!!! I-it hurts..."
Squelchhhh. Grind-grind- squelchhhh. Grind-grind-
Rhythmic squeezes on every thrust—pure ecstasy. So addictive, I worried what if it didn't hurt next time.
What the hell? Can't forget this taste. Make her hurt some other way?
"Fuck."
Orgasm nearing, a low curse slipped out.
"S-sorry! I'll endure... I c-can endure.."
Thought I cursed because she kept whining? A-ram clamped her mouth shut with both hands, eyes squeezed tight. That spasmic pussy quake from fear of a slap? Gave me ultimate pleasure.
...That's it. Found the answer quick.
A little intimidation and this grip? "Whoa... fuck... what a magic pussy."
"...Hngh."
"Cumming...!"
My longest ejaculation ever. Seedless or not, the cum surging through my cock shot out powerfully, like piercing her womb. It flooded her pussy.
"Hnggg...!"
I kept grinding deep as I came. Pain or pleasure now? Her moans blurred the line.
Drained the last drop and collapsed atop her. Blissful exhaustion washed over me. One load and this wrecked? Shockingly satisfying sex.
"Hic... hngh..."
A-ram still wept beneath me. I rolled slightly, pulling her into my arms.
"Hnggh..."
Her sobs vibrated ticklishly in my chest. I'd held lovers before, but this fullness? New.
I stroked her hair slowly, soothing her. Pointless, but...
"There. It's okay. Good girl."
"Hngh... hng... y-yes..."
"Good girl."
"Yes... hng."
"Good girl."
"Yes..."
Strangely, her tears tapered off. Holding her, I drifted to sleep.
...Too defenseless? The thought crossed my mind. But somehow, I felt sure it'd be fine.