Once More, The First Time
"Do you want to try a perception-interference experiment? Go to the bathroom, watch this video, and try to think about who it is."
I took the phone Charles handed me and sat on the toilet. As I pressed play, an idol-like woman appeared on the screen. Lace tattoos on her thighs, ribbon tattoos on her hips. My god. Why is she so pretty? Is this Emily? Her face doesn't look like Emily's, though. Who is this? I tried to think for a moment, but no one came to mind. I couldn't even bring myself to think that the person in the video was Charles. I knew for a fact it was her, but my brain kept rejecting it. 'How on earth is this person Charles?' My god. The perception interference really works.
"Charles. This is... seriously!"
I walked out with the video still playing, but the moment I saw Charles sitting in front of me, my mind suddenly snapped back to reality. "Wait, this. Is that you in the video, Charles?"
"The perception-interference performance is solid, then."
"Wait, but when I look at the actual person while watching the video, it breaks?"
"Because it's perception interference. If it were strong enough to work while looking at both at the same time, it would be on the level of oblivion magic... Besides, once the real person disappears from your field of vision, you start to doubt it again. Go back into the bathroom."
Just as Charles said, I scurried back into the bathroom and stared at the video. Why did I mistake this person for Charles? They look completely different. I must have been out of my mind earlier.
"Sorry, I thought wrong— no, wait, it is you, Charles!"
"Haha. You're such a dork! Stop it."
When I came out of the bathroom and repeated it one more time, Charles scolded me. Yeah, okay. Still, with this, I don't have to worry about anything. Having tested it with my own body, I couldn't even begin to think she resembled Charles or Yerim. This is enough. Now, shall I prepare the opening video in earnest?
"Charles. First, let's go with black string panties for the underwear. And for the top, a white sports bra."
Truthfully, a swimsuit would fit the concept best, but it would take forever to get the design I want. I want to film it right now! If I ever go to a pool later, I'll buy one and film it separately.
"Oppa... this is really tight on my chest."
Yeong-sun isn't exactly small-chested, but when Charles wore it, the swell of her breasts stood out prominently over the sports bra. Unable to resist the urge to see if I could fit my fingers between her breasts, I inserted them.
"My fingers won't come out."
Charles gently pressed down on both sides of her breasts. It would be fun to wedge my cock in there. But now is not the time for that.
"Do you want to take a look in the mirror?"
The contrast between the white top and black bottom looks quite erotic. Especially since the coverage of the panties is so small, your eyes naturally drift to the triangle zone below. The tattoo on her hip highlights her pussy as if it were a focal point. And the black garter belt wrapped around her thigh. Anyone would be plagued by the desire to untie the strings and check out her pussy.
"How is it? Do you like it?"
Charles nodded. It’s a level of exposure that can’t be compared to when she was wearing dolphin shorts and a white t-shirt earlier. Wearing it like this, she naturally makes movements to cover her private parts, which makes it look much more lewd.
"What's next?"
"Obviously, we need to set the concept. Rather than filming something lovey-dovey with a boyfriend like before, it’ll be more popular if it looks like you’re being forced into it!"
At that, Charles looked at me suspiciously. "...Isn't that just your personal preference, Oppa?"
Huh? Is it? I don't think so. I countered by citing actual statistics.
"No. Do you know what the most popular tag is among both men and women in adult comics? It's the Netorare genre."
Charles's expression immediately crumpled. No! It's not that kind of story! I hurriedly continued.
"Even if the Netorare genre is popular, there aren't any comics where the woman is openly clinging to another man from the start while the boyfriend feels despair!"
That would probably fall under the category of gag manga. "So, the point of Netorare is this. It’s most exciting when the woman says she hates it, hates it, but eventually falls and corrupts!"
Charles stared at me with dead eyes. It feels like my reputation is dying. But this is for real...
"In other words, the point of the video is that. At first, you absolutely have to hate it. And it has to be hardcore."
Charles sighed deeply and looked at me with suspicion. "Seeing as you're using the Netorare genre as an example... you don't actually like that kind of thing... like, you don't want to see me being held by another man, do you...?"
Absolutely not! I desperately explained that it wasn't like that. "No! I just know what makes men excited! Here, look at this."
I handed her the script I’d written. Charles, who had been looking at me with dead eyes, read the script I gave her, and life returned to her eyes as if she found it interesting. As she got toward the end, she became so excited that she crossed her legs.
"Oppa... um... I like it."
Charles seemed to have figured out what the point of arousal I was explaining was. Her eyes sparkled as she scanned the script.
"It's quite exciting. I know what the 'arousal point' you're talking about is. Even as a woman, I think I'd be excited. But isn't it too hardcore?"
The tags women mainly look for on Pornhub are hardcore tags like lesbian, threesome, squirting, and BBC. Everyone wants to do hardcore play in their imagination! And I’m going to become rich by making videos that everyone will love! I’ll also make Charles earn a massive amount of mana!
"I think it might be better to do it as you say... which one would earn more mana?"
Charles pondered. In the meantime, I wandered around looking for a spot suitable for filming. The bed area seems best, after all.
"Shall we do a light rehearsal first?"
"Okay. Then I'll start."
Charles sat on the bed. After holding up her passport and introducing herself, it was time to read the script I’d written. Charles looked at the camera with a sad expression, rubbing her tattoo with her finger.
"Actually, this is my first relationship. I'm still a virgin who hasn't even had her first experience yet. I know. You're probably wondering what I'm talking about with a tattoo like this, right?"
The camera shows the tattoo. The garter belt wrapping around her thigh, the pink ribbon next to her hip, the date of birth flowing along her collarbone. Isn't it too forced a setting to be a virgin with a tattoo like this? A virgin widow would be a more realistic setting. This is where I appear. To give it plausibility, like, 'Ah, so you can be a virgin even with a tattoo like that.'
"Hello. I'm Charles's boyfriend."
I smile and put my hand on Charles's shoulder. "My hobby is getting my girlfriend tattoos. Charles does whatever I ask. But she did worry a lot about the tattoo. She eventually did it, though."
And then a quick peck on the cheek. Charles grabs my hand tightly with a slightly sorrowful expression. The position I occupy in the video with Charles is that of a delinquent boyfriend. And about 40 seconds in, the video of Charles getting the hip and thigh tattoos continues. Finally, after finishing with a shot of me tattooing her thigh, now for my final line! I acted like a punk and looked at the camera.
"As you all know, Charles is very pretty. So, to commemorate it, I'm going to film a virginity-loss video."
Charles made a tearful face but gave a V-sign toward the camera. "Please look forward to my virginity-loss video coming out in two days..."
Filming ended. As the rehearsal finished, Charles smiled and leaned against me.
"Hehe. But do people really like it when I act like I don't want to, like this?"
I think they do. The statistics say so, too! I’m really looking forward to seeing the reaction when the actual self-introduction video comes out. But there’s something else I want to do right now.
"Charles. You said you could recreate your hymen, right?"
At that, Charles blushed and nodded. I whispered in her ear.
"Not for the self-intro. Let's practice for the video we're going to film."
"Okay."
Charles placed her hand below her belly and muttered something unintelligible. A purple light shone faintly from her hand, illuminating the darkening room.
"Oppa. It's done."
Charles hugged me and rolled onto the bed. Then, she whispered in my ear with a seductive, pouty expression.
"In the end, you're just saying you want to tear my hymen one more time today."
My lower abdomen felt a little tight, but my cock was erect without any trouble. While I was getting a rimjob from Charles earlier, and while filming the video, the preparations were complete.
"It’s because it was such a waste to do it cowgirl-style at the very beginning."
I climbed on top of Charles. But the problem is, those cheeky breasts keep catching my eye. I picked up the love gel from under the bed and squeezed it between Charles's breasts. Charles, who noticed what kind of play I wanted to do, lifted the bottom part of her sports bra to create a space for my cock to enter. Even without pressing both sides of her breasts with my hands, the tight sports bra provided enough pressure. I wedged my cock between her breasts.
"It looks good, at least."
It’s not as good as putting it in her pussy and shaking it, but the unique play satisfied me. My hand pulling the sports bra taut. My cock wriggling between her tits, and her sticking out her tongue to lick the tip. Hmm... there's visual satisfaction, but it's difficult. I think I’ll have to move on to the main event. I pulled my cock out and pondered how to fuck her with my gel-covered cock. I want to put it in her pussy right away, though. Since she’s recreated her hymen, shall I try to get the feeling of having sex for the first time?
I took off all of Charles's clothes and wiped all the love gel off her breasts. And I kissed her lips softly. Charles looked at me in surprise. Her face turned red.
"Charles, aren't you afraid of having your first experience?"
At that, Charles rubbed her date-of-birth tattoo with her finger and looked at me longingly.
"...You have to be kind to me. After carving a tattoo like this, you're mean... you beast."
My cock surged upward.