Yeon-woo's First Rape
Just catching my cousin sister working at the OP wasn't enough leverage to force her into sex. According to all the "erotica" and "hentai" I'd devoured up to now... she should've started trembling and submitted the moment she got busted. Then I could've slammed her with the ultimate move, "stick your dick in and she can't resist," turning her into my eternal sex slave...!
But reality didn't play out like my fantasies.
"Let's fuck." "No thanks?" "If you don't, I'll tell Dad." "Fuck off. There's no evidence anyway, and if you snitch, it'll come out that you were at the OP too. Good luck."
She was way more stubborn than I'd imagined, and not nearly scared enough. In the end, the best I could negotiate was shelling out a fortune for some oral sex. At that point, it wasn't blackmail anymore—it was just a transaction. But what choice did I have? To coerce someone through blackmail, you need a penalty that outweighs the risk of complying. In other words, to force sex, you need something that could utterly destroy their life if they refuse.
But "you're working at an OP!" was just my word against hers—no hard evidence. That subjective claim didn't give me enough leverage. My own hands weren't clean either, which made it messy. I needed something stronger. Something concrete. Physical proof.
And that's exactly what Yeon-woo Lee's careless Sextwitter account provided.
"Not satisfied with being an OP whore... now you're posting this trashy shit on Sextwitter, lol... I'm so disappointed in you, sis."
"H-how...?"
"Found your Sextwitter? One look at those pics of your body and it was obvious."
"...."
"And that wallpaper and the bunk bed... even passing by, anyone could tell it's our house—your room. You're such an idiot."
Now, with total victory in hand, I could finally smirk at my cousin sister—no, this filthy whore who'd kept rejecting me despite her dirty secret. I reached out and groped those massive tits I'd lusted after forever... and she just bit her lip in humiliated silence, too broken to fight back.
That's right... yes... this is how it should be...!
Finally, things were unfolding like the blackmail and training stories I'd read a million times.
Of course, I wasn't as brazenly relaxed as the protagonists in those blackmail pornos, hentai, or manga. No vibe with vibrators to slowly heat her up, no contrived humiliating scenarios for mental conditioning, no hypnosis beam to make her cum just from a touch. I didn't have the leisure or skill to train my blackmail target like that.
Why? Because I was a total virgin.
Someone who's eaten meat knows the taste and gets used to it. But serve a starving North Korean defector a mountain of steak—they've got no experience or composure, so they'll just wolf it down to sate their hunger, no gourmet enjoyment. Same with me: my eyes were rolled back, desperate to deflower her first.
Sure, I'd forced a few oral sessions on her over the past days, getting somewhat used to quasi-sex acts. But that wasn't real sex. If anything, it made me hornier— so close to finally fucking her glamorous body, yet denied, leaving me pent-up and raging...
"Come here...! I can't hold back anymore!"
The moment I thought I'd seized her fatal weakness, my festering lust exploded like a powder keg, leading straight to rough rape.
Convinced I held absolute power, I grabbed Yeon-woo Lee's still-helplessly erect hair and dragged her to the bed by force.
"H-hey...!"
She timidly resisted as I yanked her along, but I was shorter than her (which pissed me off even more). I forced her head down to my level, eyes below mine, and whispered right in her face.
"Shh! Shut up...! You wanna wake Jin-woo?"
"...!"
Mentioning her little brother shut her up instantly, and that reaction sent a sleazy, cruel pleasure surging through me.
"Sis. Resist, and I'll send the videos to Jin-woo. Let him see what a slutty whore his sister is. What, think I won't? Scream then. I said scream."
"...!"
"Yeah, thought so. Not a word from now on. Got it?"
"O-okay..."
"Good... that's how a good whore behaves..."
All the humiliation and shame she'd heaped on me, this insolent bitch freeloading in our house like some princess. The nerve of her, even after I caught her as an OP whore, snapping back at me. It wasn't just lust anymore—years of inferiority and resentment boiled over into pure revenge.
So I went for my shorts pocket.
Pulled out a crumpled wad of ten-thousand-won and thousand-won bills, shoving them forcibly into Yeon-woo Lee's dazed hand.
"Wh-what...?"
"What else? Pussy money."
"...."
"What, offended 'cause it's too little? But hey, family discount, right?"
A sleazy thrill shot to the top of my skull as I grinned. Her pretty face twisted with unmistakable humiliation.
Ah... I can't take it anymore.
I seized her slender neck with one hand, squeezing hard—"Gack...?!"—and slammed her onto the bed.
Of course, Dad Yong-gu Lee was right there in the living room, and Jin-woo next door. If we got caught, I'd be fucked too. No plans for noise from me—I pinned her neck with my palm, whispering threats in her ear.
"Guh...! Gack..."
"Shh! Don't struggle... just stay still...!"
Her face flushed red from lack of blood, tears welling in her eyes. She stuck out her tongue, thrashing for air, but I didn't let go. Hell, her expression ignited a sadistic conquest rush in me.
"Haa... haa... stay still so I can strip you."
She'd just showered, wearing a comfy house tee and dolphin pants—easy access. I roughly hiked up the thin white cotton shirt. No bra underneath, just smooth white skin from the waist up. She always went braless at home to "let her tits breathe," those outrageous 70G monsters jiggling freely. I'd been dying watching that slutty display, jerking off because "cousin" meant hands-off.
Even after busting her OP secret, this shameless bitch made me beg permission and pay for her mouth-pussy.
"You fucking bitch's udders..."
Now, her entire hot whore body was mine—whenever, however I wanted. Lust and sadism skyrocketed; my head buzzed with excitement.
"Hngh...! Sngh!!"
I bound her wrists sloppily with the pulled-up shirt, straddled her belly, buried my nose between those insane tits, and inhaled deep. Fresh shampoo from her shower mixed with her milky body scent—intoxicating.
"Haa... haa..."
Sniffing like a beast, I yanked off my shorts and underwear in one go, unleashing my massive 17.5cm cock. Yeon-woo Lee snapped out of her daze.
N-no... I don't want this...
Having to not just suck off this despised cousin but get raped too? No way...!
"Ch-Cheol-gyu... w-wait just...!"
She finally opened her mouth to protest—slap! Her cheek burned.
"....?!"
"Told you not to talk."
Straddling her, I glared coldly at my cousin sister—no, just an OP whore—and backhanded her without a second thought. Fear finally dawned in her eyes, the first physical hit from me. I slapped a thick pillow over her tear-glazed face.
"Mmph...!"
"Quiet, I said! Open your mouth if you want Jin-woo to hear."
"....!"
With her face smothered, my last flickers of hesitation and guilt faded. Can't see her expression? Easier to be brutal. One hand crushing the pillow over her face, the other yanking her dolphin pants to her thighs—
"Hngh...! Mmph!"
"Fucking stay still..."
I forced her kicking legs apart, shoved her panties aside, and aimed to thrust... but...
"....?"
Miss. Eager but inexperienced—I aimed too high, cock sliding uselessly off her mound.
"....Fuck... fucking hell..."
My face burned with humiliation.
Virgins always botch their first insertion. The pussy hole's lower than you'd think, closer to the asshole. Misses hit the groin or mound instead. And in rape, with no cooperation? Even worse.
"Hng...! Hnnngh!"
After a few fumbling tries, I finally notched the glans at her pink pussy entrance.
"Hah... hah... stay... still..."
Blame her struggling for my "embarrassing" fails—mental win. I caught my breath, then slammed my hips forward.
"Nngh!"
"Wha... wh-what?"
My first penetration ever. Sliding my cock into a woman's depths for the first time. An utterly bizarre sensation.