The Loss of Charles's Virginity
I kissed the area near the tattoo on her collarbone, my touch soft and lingering. October 5, 2001. She’d only just left her teenage years behind last year. If we were back in Korea, she would have been a high school student until two years ago. It would be fun to take her on a date to Everland while she was wearing a school uniform. "Charles, is there anywhere you want to go?" I asked, my mouth teasing her violently firm breasts, as if I were slowly loosening up the body of a girlfriend experiencing her first time.
As I teased her nipples with my lips and tongue, Charles let out a ragged breath and shook her head. "I... I don't know. Anywhere is fine as long as I'm with you, Oppa." Ah, how could her answer be so adorable? While I toyed with her nipple with my mouth, I used my other hand to gently roll the opposite one. Perhaps from the excitement, her pink nipples stood up taut. "Charles, your nipples are standing straight up. Do you like it when I'm this gentle?"
"H-ah, yes. I like it."
"And what about when I'm rough?" I asked, biting down on her breast ever so slightly. As I trapped her nipple between my teeth and rubbed it with my tongue, a sweet scream escaped her. "Hng, ah—Oppa, whatever you want to do is fine with me—"
Charles would truly do anything to make me feel good. Feeling satisfied with her answer, I moved downward. A small pool of water had gathered in her navel. It was likely sweat that had collected in the long, vertical crevice. As I tickled her navel with my tongue and drank the sweat, Charles clutched the blanket tightly. "Oppa, hng. That’s my sweat."
"It's fine. Anything that comes from you, Charles, I love."
In reality, it didn't smell like sweat at all. It felt more like drinking peach nectar. But perhaps embarrassed, she twisted her body and curled her toes. I continued kissing my way up toward her uterus, then moved my lips to her baekboji. The garter belt on her thigh twitched every time my tongue brushed against it, as did the pink ribbons on both her hips. I swept my tongue over the parted crevice and gave her clitoris a light kiss before looking up at her face. Her expression was one of unbearable intensity, with all her focus centered on her lower half. Her brow was furrowed, and moans leaked from her slightly parted lips. When I swept over it faster with my tongue, her lower body writhed. She covered her face while spreading her thighs, as if asking me to suck deeper, seemingly ashamed to show the face she’d made, now twisted with lust. I love the gap between the way she has a tattoo of a chinyo (nymphomaniac) on her lower parts and how shy she is about having her pussy licked.
I pulled away and looked down at her; she looked like a pictorial. The shyly rising hip tattoo, the black garter belt tattoo revealing its presence on her thigh. I asked teasingly, "Charles, you're a virgin, but do you really like having your pussy licked that much?"
"Hng, I don't know... Oppa, having you do it with your mouth, it feels so good—"
Charles's pussy was melting, wet from my soft caresses. Having only ever experienced hardcore anal sex and enemas, she couldn't keep her head straight after receiving such gentle petting. It shimmered with moisture, as if juices were rising from deep within. When I swallowed her clitoris with my mouth and sucked, her waist lifted. It was so fun to see her waist pull toward me when I sucked hard that I became quite absorbed in it, which only made Charles's screams grow louder. "Oppa, I love it when you do it with your mouth... hng, I think I'm going to cum—"
I’d flicked Youngsun-noona’s clitoris with my finger, but I was being so gentle with Charles. Should I try doing to Charles what I did to Youngsun-noona later? She’d hate it, but would she accept it?
I licked up the sticky honey-water flowing out and asked, "Do you want me to keep being this kind to you in the future?"
"Liar—you get my hopes up, and then you're just going to torment me later with all those sex toys—"
She hit the nail on the head. Well, since she's still a virgin today, I should be extra kind. My jaw and tongue were starting to ache, but I continued with the single-minded determination to make her cum with my mouth. I let my saliva drip onto her pussy, soaking it, and then sucked upward with force, causing Charles's body to tremble violently. She must be on the verge of cumming. I picked up the pace, licking her as if I intended to suck out every drop of her arousal. As I poked the entrance of her pussy with my tongue and flicked her clitoris, Charles arched her waist high.
"Ah-ut, ah-eu-ut, Oppa, I'm cumming—♥♥, I'm cumming—♥♥♥♥♥!"
She trembled for a long time with her waist lifted before collapsing back down. When I moved up, Charles wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me earnestly. "Heh, hehe... what you did, Oppa, it felt the best—♥"
She meticulously licked the fluid flowing down my chin, cleaning it away. It was as if she were trying to clean the place that had been kissing her lower lips just moments ago. *Smack, smack, smack.* After leaving countless kisses on my face, she looked down at my cock. "Oppa—today, you're really going to make me a woman, right?"
Saying that, she took the missionary position. She lifted her legs, spreading them into an M-shape, and opened her arms, ready to receive me. I responded by placing my cock on Charles's stomach. It reached past her navel. Seeing a cock that reached all the way to below her solar plexus, Charles wore a melting expression. "Ah—Oppa, yours is so big, I'm scared... is this really going to go inside me?"
I picked up a marker and drew a small heart on her stomach. "When I insert it... it's going to go up to here. I'll be gentle, so don't be too scared."
Charles bit her lip and said, "Ev-everyone—when Oppa inserts his cock, it's going to go all the way to the heart—please imagine my stomach being messed up and violated by his cock. Please enjoy the moment of my virginity being lost—"
My cock stood up straight. I left the text "23cm * 6cm" next to the heart. The people watching the video would likely look at the messy graffiti and imagine the object piercing Charles's insides. "Charles. I'm going in."
Charles tensed her body, deliberately clenching her pelvic muscles. Because she was a virgin, she was so tight there wasn't even room for a single hair to enter. I played along. I held the tip of my cock and rubbed it against her pussy, coaxing her gently. "Charles, you have to relax your body. That way it'll hurt less."
Charles whimpered. "But—Oppa, yours is too thick—it's the size of a whole soda can, I'm scared—"
While aiming my cock with one hand, I stroked Charles's hair with the other, kissing her neck and cheek. "It's okay, Charles. Just relax."
If a camera were positioned below, it would clearly show my cock tickling the entrance of her pussy. The underside of the garter belt tattoo on her thigh would be clearly visible, too. The gap between having such a tattoo and trembling in fear of sex would surely turn people on. Charles's legs slowly spread. Her tightly closed pussy parted slightly, and the tip of my glans entered just a little. A 6cm-wide glans is near the limit for any woman in any country. On top of that, Charles had used magic to narrow her vaginal opening to the extreme. As expected, she screamed and her waist shook. Tears welled in her eyes. "Oppa, it hurts—please go a little slower—"
Did she squeeze out those tears for the first rehearsal of the video? Or were they real? Either way, it made my heart ache while simultaneously stimulating a man's sadistic impulses. I kissed her teary-eyed face gently while maintaining the position. I stayed with just the tip of the glans inside for five minutes. During that time, we explored each other's mouths with our tongues. More arousal fluid leaked from inside her pussy, adjusting to my cock. In reality, when a woman is aroused, her vaginal muscles relax, preparing to receive the cock. Charles, too, seemed to have reached the peak of her excitement. "Oppa, I think you can go in slowly now."
Still, something this big is bound to hurt. I slowly pressed my hips down. That was when I felt something catch on my cock. It was her hymen. "My cock is catching on your hymen. If I go a little deeper, it's going to tear."
At that, Charles smiled brightly, even as she furrowed her brow in pain. "You told me to get a tattoo, so I even got the tattoo. I'm yours, Oppa, so please do whatever you want with me—."
I was moved. In our very first sex, Charles, thinking I liked chinyo, had torn her own hymen by riding on top, but now she was saying things that skillfully pleased me. "I'm going in."
Feeling the bumpy sensation of the hymen with the tip of my glans, I pressed my hips deeper. The hooked part of the glans passed through. I performed a thrusting motion about 1cm deep where the hymen was. *Rip, tear, shhh—* I could feel the thin vaginal folds catching on the hook at the tip of my glans and tearing. Charles's hands and legs wrapped around my body in pain. "Ah-hng, ah-ah—"
A frail moan flowed from the lips of Charles, who had just lost her virginity. I deliberately pulled my hips back once after tearing the hymen, exposing the glans. There was a slight trace of blood on the tip of my cock. A mixture of arousal fluid and blood leaked from her pussy. Anyone could see that Charles had been a virgin. And then, I inserted it again. Perhaps because she was tense, it was blocked again in the middle. "Charles, does it hurt a lot??"
She didn't answer, only moaning and shedding tears. She was a virgin through and through. My heart ached for her, but at the same time, my excitement surged. Should I do it a bit harder this time? "Charles, I'm sorry. You're just so beautiful, I can't help myself."
And then, I forced my weight down, pressing my hips. The remnants of her hymen were torn completely, and Charles's body jolted. "Oppa, wait. Just a little slower, really, just a second..."
The thickest part of my cock was already passing through Charles's vaginal canal. She couldn't think to push me away, instead trembling in pain as she accepted my cock. It must have felt like an eternity of pain. But my cock slowly sank—the base of my cock touched her mons pubis, and Charles's stomach kissed my navel. "Hng, ah-ah—Oppa, it hurts—it's too deep—"
Her voice was tearful, but the heart on her stomach twitched, letting me know that the cock reaching her deepest point felt good. My glans and her cervix were in a deep kiss. Now then, it was time to enjoy the pussy of Charles, who had officially graduated from virginity, in earnest.