A World Just for You (13)
A woman's clitoris is packed with an extraordinary concentration of nerves. How many? More than eight thousand nerve endings, all clustered into that single tiny bud.
Twice the number found in a man's glans. And in terms of density, nearly fifty times as dense.
That was why the clit could fairly be called the most sensitive place on the entire body. Handle it too roughly and all you got was pain.
I left the hood properly covering the clitoris and spread her outer lips, pinching the clit between my fingers. Misaki had a natural gift for it — hers was on the larger side.
"…Hweh?"
Sensing something off, Misaki twisted around to look. But it was already too late.
Before she could resist, I pulled the clitoral hood straight up. At the same instant the little bud popped free like a sprout bursting through soil, meeting the open air for the first time.
And in that moment—
"Hiiiit!"
That alone was enough to snap Misaki's back into a rigid arch. But I wasn't finished.
I pressed the flesh I'd pulled forward again, tucking the protruding clit back under its hood.
"Ooooh…!"
The key to a proper clit-job wasn't rubbing it raw with bare fingers. It was coaxing pleasure out of the natural friction of the hood sliding over it.
I was grateful she responded this strongly after just one stroke — but this was only the beginning.
Once.
"Nngh!"
Again.
"Heeh…!"
Once more.
"Ugh…!"
And again.
"Hwaaaaaah!"
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick!
Every time her clit bounced free of the hood, a jet of love juice shot from her urethra. Misaki's hips trembled violently, the shaking stimulating my cock in turn. Even as she gasped for breath, she never stopped stroking my glans.
She's still jerking me off through all of that…?
I had no idea how strong her willpower was. No wonder she'd been able to chain her acceleration ability like that.
I was getting close myself.
I'd been working her clit so relentlessly that it had swollen fully erect, no longer slipping easily back under the hood.
At this point, direct contact should be fine.
I gently caught the bobbing little bud between thumb and forefinger. The hot, soft sprout settled completely into my grip.
"Uwaaah… nooo…"
Misaki knew instinctively. One more step and a storm of overwhelming pleasure was waiting for her.
I showed her no mercy.
Fap-fap-fap-fap.
I shook my hand the way a man strokes himself, and the layered, stacked sensations detonated all at once.
"Ggh…! Kyaaaaaah!"
Pshhh! Pshhh! Pshhh!
Love juice erupted from Misaki's pussy like a broken faucet. The near-vibrator intensity of her convulsions transmitted straight through my cock, and I couldn't hold back either. Cum pulsed out of me in thick spurts, dripping onto the floor.
"Haa… haa…"
I caught Misaki's collapsing body. Her eyes had rolled back as if she'd been hit with a high-powered tranquilizer dart.
…Maybe I went too far.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly. After a few deep breaths her senses seemed to return, and she looked up at me.
To my surprise, heat still burned in her gaze.
"Mmph!"
She grabbed my face and kissed me hard. I was startled for a second, then met her tongue with my own.
I pulled her waist against me and cradled the back of her head. She locked her arms around my nape and tangled her tongue with mine, slow and greedy.
We stayed lost in that kiss for nearly ten full minutes.
"Pwah…"
A thread of shared saliva stretched between us, then sagged and broke. Dazed, we locked eyes.
It was the first time for both of us, but we both knew what came next.
"…Put it in."
Misaki turned her back to me, breathing hard. She planted her hands against the wall and pushed her ass out toward me.
Her waist curved in a gentle arc, putting her pussy and asshole on full, shameless display. She knew it too — she was too embarrassed to look at my face.
My heart hammered.
This was it. First time. The day I took a virginity.
So this is a real, live pussy…
Even a slight drop of my gaze showed me a perfectly clean, unblemished ass and the modestly closed folds of her sex. Plump outer lips. Inner lips peeking shyly between them. Not a single hair — she'd gone fully bare.
The clit I'd been tormenting had retreated halfway back under its hood, as if suddenly bashful.
"Reeen… hurry…"
Misaki swayed her hips side to side, her voice small and pleading. That single word pushed my breeding instinct to the absolute limit.
I gripped my fully hard cock and set the head against her entrance. I heard her swallow a sharp breath.
"…I'm putting it in."
No grand or cool line came to mind. That was enough.
She was already dripping far more than necessary; further foreplay wasn't needed. My cock began slowly parting her entrance.
Slowly. Very slowly.
A woman's sex was more delicate and fragile than people thought. It deserved to be treated gently.
"Nnngh…"
Misaki let out a soft, pleasured moan. The tension in her waist eased a little.
At last the head slid smoothly into her inner flesh.
"Whoa."
The sound of pure wonder escaped me without permission.
An intense pressure chewed and coated my glans in wet heat.
This was something Misaki would experience only once in her entire life, from birth to death — and she was feeling it on my cock. The mental satisfaction was unreal.
I pushed a little deeper and felt something catch.
"Hnn…!"
Misaki cried out. Even as a virgin, she knew what that meant.
Her hymen.
The proof of her purity.
I'd heard the pain of a first time varied from person to person. Misaki seemed to be on the more painful end of the spectrum.
The urge to bury myself to the hilt hit me hard, but I forced it down and spoke to her.
"You okay?"
Misaki nodded without a word. When she turned her head slightly, I could see tears welling in her eyes.
It really hurts, doesn't it.
I started to pull my hips back, thinking she needed a break—
"Don't… pull out."
Misaki's voice trembled. Her pussy clenched around my cock as if refusing to let it go.
"I… I want you to make me a woman right now, Ren."
And then she pushed her ass back against me. The sight of it was so fucking hot it nearly short-circuited my brain.
With the head already inside, her movement drove nearly half my cock deep into her vaginal walls in one smooth thrust.
I felt something tear past the tip. Misaki's hymen had broken.
The pain of defloration locked her arms and legs rigid.
"Haah…!"
It had been a rough insertion. My cock far exceeded the average for an adult man, and her pussy was brand-new — she'd never even tried penetration with toys.
The way she gasped and rolled her eyes white wasn't strange at all.
But the sensation on my cock was pure ecstasy. Between the crushing tightness, distinct little ridges stroked me in the most exquisite way.
Any onahole in the world would be garbage next to Misaki's pussy. I'd spent years believing the claim that toys felt better than the real thing.
"Hnn, haa…"
Misaki looked back at me, breathing hard and flushed.
"I think… I'm okay now."
"Then I'll put the rest in."
"W-what? It's still not all the way? Heuugh…!"
The final barrier was already gone. All that remained was the advance to the destination.
I gripped her perfectly sized hips and pushed forward. The feeling of parting her walls and driving toward the goal was so vivid it sent shivers through me.
Whenever I felt real resistance, I eased back a little. When her breathing steadied, I advanced again.
The mucous membrane inside her clung thickly to my cock, writhing as if it were alive.
"Nngh… kuu… heeung…"
Misaki no longer complained of pain. Instead she answered my movements with sweet, honeyed moans.
Two steps forward, one step back — until at last my cock reached the narrowest point of all.
Misaki's cervical entrance. The end of the long journey.
I drove into her cervix with everything I had, stamping it like a seal.
Thud.
"Haaaaaang!"
Misaki's back bowed like a drawn bow. Her hands slipped from the wall and she fell back against me.
I caught her body and kneaded her breasts in slow circles.
Eyes closed, she turned her head and stuck out her tongue. I chuckled at how cute it was and didn't refuse the invitation.
"Chuu… chup…"
We mixed our tongues wetly, messily. If anyone had seen us, their face would have gone scarlet at how filthy the kiss was.
I sucked on her lower lip, then sealed our mouths completely. Breathing only each other's hot breath, our bodies grew hotter by the second.
I stayed still until her pussy had thoroughly memorized the shape of my cock.
Her walls contracted, gradually molding themselves. From this day forward, Misaki's pussy would be permanently shaped to fit me alone.
"Chuu… this… feels so weird…"
Misaki said it with unfocused eyes.
I smiled and answered.
"It's about to get a lot weirder."
Honestly, I'd held back a long time. For a virgin to endure this much was impressive enough.
I'd been considerate this far. Now it was time to freely savor Misaki's pussy.