The Dog-Style Plea
Charles was sobbing, her face buried as she twisted her waist, clearly hating the doggy-style position. Her cute pink lace panties accentuated her backside, twitching with every movement. While she thought she was signaling her refusal, the sight only excited the man watching her even more. Unaware of this, Charles whimpered, "Oppa, do we really have to do it in this position? Doggy-style is so embarrassing... and I can't even see your face."
Kyungmin ignored her, kissing her buttocks as he pulled her panties down. He skillfully slid them off her legs and tossed a question her way: "Is that really the only reason you hate doggy-style?"
As Charles turned her head to answer, she let out a sharp, startled shriek and covered her mouth. Her eyes, wide with shock, trembled as they darted toward the camera. Her body thrashed like a fish caught on a spear. Kicking the bed with her legs, she pleaded in a voice on the verge of tears, "Hick, ah- Oppa, no... that part is dirty. Don't touch it, please... sob... haa... it's too much."
Jangbong stared at the screen, eyes wide. What was happening? What was going on? Kyungmin had forced Charles into a doggy-style position and was now teasing her pink anus with his thumb. He hadn't even inserted it fully; he was just playing with the tip, yet Charles was twisting her body with tears clinging to the corners of her eyes. Despite having a slutty garter belt tattoo on her thigh, she showed extreme resistance to having her anus touched. Then again, the tattoo was forced upon her by her boyfriend, so it was no surprise.
Jangbong felt a mix of pity and sadistic excitement rising within him. Charles’s anus, which had never been penetrated by a foreign object, was resisting the intrusion with all its might. Her voice rose higher. "Sob, it hurts, Oppa... take it out, don't do that."
A statistic flashed through Jangbong’s mind: What percentage of college students had experienced anal sex? It was a mere 3.6%. And among women’s attitudes toward anal sex, 23% said it was absolutely off-limits. If you added those who thought it was better not to do it or were unsure, the figure exceeded 85%. In other words, nine out of ten women were negative about anal sex. But Kyungmin didn't care about any of that; he continued to toy with Charles’s little chrysanthemum, revealing his desires without filter.
"Charles, you know we have to do it through the back door eventually, right?"
"No, no... it's embarrassing."
Charles buried her face in the pillow and shook her head. Her ears were bright red.
"You don't want to?"
She nodded. Kyungmin sighed and aligned his penis with Charles’s slightly damp vagina. The head of his massive member slowly rubbed against the entrance. Charles felt a flicker of relief and lifted her head. She had managed to escape Kyungmin’s unreasonable demand for anal sex. But there were still many daunting things left for her to endure.
The moment the tip of the 26cm "Fear Destroyer" entered between her legs, Charles’s mouth fell open on its own. It was like having an object the size of a baby's fist forcing its way into her. "Sob, Oppa, it's too big... ah, ah... Oppa, just a little, just a little slower!"
Charles screamed, twisting her lower body. She didn't seem to have gotten used to Kyungmin’s size at all. But Kyungmin kept pressing his hips down. Half of the massive object was already buried deep inside her.
"Oppa... you can't put it all in... it hurts," Charles reached back toward her hips, spreading her palms against Kyungmin’s lower abdomen to stop him from going any further. Her brow was furrowed in pain. She gasped for air, her body trembling. Doggy-style was already the position that allowed for the deepest penetration. After having sex in this position with someone who possessed a member above average, women often complained of pain. And Kyungmin’s member, which sat at the extreme right of the standard deviation, was torturing Charles beyond measure. Furthermore, he didn't seem to have any intention of going easy on her.
"Charles, who told you to put your hands there?"
"Please, just a second, Oppa."
The corners of Charles’s eyes were stained red. She was sobbing from the pain. Kyungmin leaned down and asked slyly, "Charles, you’re going to do it through the back door, right?"
Charles didn't answer, burying her head and letting her shoulders shake.
"Charles. Answer me."
Kyungmin pushed his hips forward a little more. Charles shuddered and gripped the pillow tightly. "Ungh, ugh... ah, ah..."
As Kyungmin stirred inside her, her waist arched into a C-shape. It seemed she couldn't even lift her hips due to the pain.
"I'll do it, I'll do it... so, sob, please just change the position... I want to see your face while we do it."
Charles begged Kyungmin to escape the pain. Missionary was a position that at least lessened the agony. And she was right—she wanted to see his face. Seeing Charles beg made Jangbong’s own member stand at attention again. If this video was a concept, it was masterfully crafted for sadism, and if it was a real recording, the guy named Kyungmin was absolute scum. But if this was what real sex looked like, while Charles was pitiful, he was also envious... And Kyungmin had no intention of listening to her.
"Changing positions is a no-go. Some of the subscribers requested to see you bent over like a dog."
"Sob, ah..."
Charles seemed to have given up; she lifted her hips again and clutched the pillow. Kyungmin smiled with satisfaction and began to move his hips slowly. He didn't thrust all the way in, but enjoyed the inside of her vagina by moving halfway. It seemed he had been thrusting more roughly earlier just to get Charles to agree to anal sex.
"Hngh, ah..."
Charles’s pained expression slowly began to subside. If the pain had been nine-tenths earlier, it was now seven-tenths. The remaining three-tenths was pleasure. Sweet whimpers began to escape her lips. Kyungmin leaned down, continuing to tease her anus with his thumb. He brushed her long hair aside, kissed the nape of her neck, and whispered, "Charles, you know Oppa loves you, right?"
Charles didn't answer, keeping her head bowed. Kyungmin kissed her neck repeatedly, whispering that he loved her over and over. As he nibbled on her neck, her ears, and the cartilage of her ears while whispering his love, Charles looked back at him with moist eyes. "Oppa... I love you too..."
Slowly, rubbing the pre-cum inside her, Kyungmin asked, "Does it feel good?"
"Yes, it feels amazing."
"Explain how it feels good."
"Oppa’s... big member is... filling me up completely. That’s why it feels good."
Kyungmin grinned, satisfied with her answer. "It took a long time for you to reach climax during the first insertion, remember? I'm glad you're feeling good already."
Charles’s first insertion climax. Jangbong remembered the second video he had seen. A sticky, slug-like sex session that lasted over an hour. If the edited version was an hour, the filming must have taken over three. During that time, Charles had twisted her body between pain and pleasure. While her boyfriend ejaculated three times, Charles hadn't reached climax once. It wasn't easy to climax from penetration on the first day she lost her virginity, especially while being pierced by a 26cm monster. In the latter half of the video, because Charles kept sobbing that it hurt whenever he moved, Kyungmin had moved only at the entrance, stimulating her nipples and clitoris to make her finish. It was barely even a climax from penetration. In reality, Charles still seemed to feel more pain than pleasure. Her face was tightly scrunched, sweat dripping from her forehead... Though her pelvis was quite sturdy, perhaps from being a Korean-American and a cheerleader, it was too much to handle Kyungmin’s member. Kyungmin knew all of this and was being cruel on purpose.
"I'm glad Charles is feeling it already."
"I, I like it too..."
Sex performed by forcing his way into a tight space without proper foreplay. She was producing lubrication, but it was far from enough. With a size like that, he should have used plenty of gel or spent at least 30 minutes on foreplay. But Kyungmin prioritized only his own pleasure. As he shook his hips deeper and side-to-side, Charles tore at the bedsheets.
"Sob... ahhh!"
"Charles. I think I'm going to cum."
A look of relief spread across Charles’s face. The hope that she could escape Kyungmin’s doggy-style sex without foreplay. Charles spat out vulgar words to heighten Kyungmin’s sexual arousal. "Cum inside Charles’s vagina...! I want to receive Oppa’s semen in my vagina... I don't mind if I get pregnant, so please finish inside me!"
Even though she had mentioned taking birth control earlier, the statement that she didn't mind getting pregnant was incredibly exciting. Jangbong began his sixth spurt. Kyungmin’s hips moved even faster. Charles’s screams, a mix of pain and excitement, grew louder. As if entering the climax of a song, the sound of Kyungmin’s scrotum hitting Charles’s lower body, the wet slapping sounds, the man’s low groans, and the rhythmic thuds grew louder—and when Kyungmin thrust his hips to the deepest point and shuddered, Jangbong ejaculated as well. A nearly transparent fluid spilled out.
"Haa, haa... fuck... that’s so hot."
Charles hadn't even reached climax. She stared at the camera with pitiful eyes, merely covering the semen flowing from her vagina with her hand.
"Haa... haa... Oppa. Did it feel good?"
Charles asked from the doggy-style position, and Kyungmin nodded. He then climbed onto the bed and laid Charles down comfortably. "Charles, do you want to kiss?"
"Yes, yes... please kiss me."
Charles’s eyes sparkled as she pursed her lips, but Kyungmin shook his head. "No."
He then picked up a pen from the table next to the bed. A thick permanent marker. It wasn't an ordinary marker; it had a logo he had never seen before, perhaps for graffiti play. "Charles, how many times have we done internal ejaculation today?"
Why on earth was he asking that? Jangbong couldn't figure it out, even in his post-ejaculation clarity. What was he planning to do with that pen...