Not the First Time, But Feels Like the First!
“Is this our Grand Duchess’s bedroom?”
“Shh, until we close the door.”
The Grand Duchess’s bedroom.
I’d visited Ariana and Rise’s rooms before, but those were in the knights’ barracks, not their family homes. So this was my first time in a real noble lady’s chamber like this.
I threw myself onto Grace’s big bed.
“Snuuuuurrrrk.”
“Why the hell are you sniffing it?”
“This is a bed soaked in the Grand Duchess’s pussy scent.”
“Why would it smell like that there!”
“She’s gotta jerk off in here sometimes.”
“Not lately!”
I wasn’t some bloodhound, and I wasn’t actually smelling pussy. But a bed where such a noble lady slept reeked of a damn good fragrance. Especially Grace’s body scent, deeply embedded.
“So… shall we get started?”
“R-right now?”
“Nervous?”
“Of course I am… haa…”
Grace felt a strange thrill at having brought an outsider—a man—into her own bedroom. She started stripping off her outer clothes.
“Battle lingerie, huh? Bought it anticipating a time like this?”
“Yeah.”
Black lingerie, but the pure white center panels left her nipples and pussy fully exposed. The thin straps made her plump tits stand out even more.
“Guess I will too.”
I stripped off my clothes one by one, down to nothing—not even underwear.
“Big, right?”
“…Still huge every time I see it.”
“Ready to start?”
I grabbed Grace’s wrist as she stood there and yanked her onto the bed. She didn’t resist. Since this was her first time conscious for sex, she surrendered to my expertise.
“Kiss…?”
“If Grace wants.”
“We’re not lovers who love each other yet… right?”
“We’re fucking. A kiss is nothing.”
“Ahng♥”
I explored her mouth while gently teasing her pussy. I didn’t fully remove her underwear. Pushed the bra down under her tits, slid the panties aside for the caress.
“Grace, ever heard of deokjeong?”
“Haa. Deok-what?”
“Grace, you’re in trouble. Truth is, I’m a bad guy. But you’re the type to fall head over heels for one.”
“Haa. Haaa…”
“Was gonna loosen your pussy up, but it’s already soaked. First time getting wet this fast, huh?”
“Haa… It itches so bad.”
“Your body remembers. Couldn’t forget my cock from yesterday even if you tried.”
I got ready to thrust in. Normal missionary, facing each other.
“Still tense?”
“Yeah.”
“’Cause of this monster going inside?”
“Honestly, it’s too big. But… no condom?”
“Gotta raw-dog your first real taste of dick. Good, relax that pussy.”
“Haa… Do whatever. Just no rubber.”
Grace was anxious but nodded, craving that first raw cock experience. The usual her wouldn’t risk it. Allowing bareback meant her brain was fully ruled by lust. Grace was a total pervert, not backing down from me at all.
“Huu. Huuu.”
She took deep breaths, bracing like she was daring me to come at her. Her pussy entrance twitched cutely, opening and closing.
“Anything to say to your father?”
“Daaad.”
Grace let out an exasperated chuckle. But doing this behind her dad’s back only fired her up more.
“Dad, I’m about to fuck the guy I just met yesterday.”
“Not sorry?”
“Sorry. But… I’m a hopeless pervert, so even now haa… haa…!”
The glans slipped into her pussy. The moment she’d craved arrived, and Grace started grinning like a total freak. A hint of madness in it. Overexcited, her breathing was already ragged.
“Haa…! A Grand Duchess… giving her virginity to a way lower-class guy… and now fucking him again.”
“Grace, from now on, you’re reborn!”
“Oht♥”
Her pussy was so tight it didn’t slide right in. But slow and steady, unstoppable, it charged straight to her womb.
“Oht. It’s… all in…”
“What’re you saying? See this?”
“Hik? Still so much left?”
“That’s your pussy’s depth. Now, all in. Hng!”
Plung!
“Ohohohot♥♥!!!!!!!!!!!”
I buried the whole invisible shaft deep inside Grace.
“Haak…! Haaak…!”
Every woman reacts like they’re dying the first time they taste my cock. It’s that fucking huge. Grace’s reaction was the best yet. Nothing like yesterday’s stoic Grand Duchess—once stripped bare, she went wildest. Like a sex-crazed bitch, breathing heavier, face in ecstasy.
“Grace, hyperventilating. Breathe slow.”
“Huu… Huu…”
“Good, good.”
“Don’t… move yet. Huu…”
About a minute later, she normalized. First woman to nearly pass out from hyperventilation on first insertion.
“Grace, adapted a bit?”
“Haa. Feels too good. So this is sex… What a waste of life.”
“Nah, you profited.”
“Why?”
“If you’d gone to another guy first, I might not have touched you. Hell, no one but me could’ve taken your virginity anyway.”
“True. Ngh. You… how’d you break that magic anyway?”
“Didn’t break it—pounded through. Oh right.”
“Ah. Hnngh!”
No pistoning yet. Just stirred her pussy a bit, reached for the prepared magic tool.
“Weren’t you curious how I popped your cherry?”
“Obviously… haa. Honestly wondered what it felt like…”
“That’s why I prepped this.”
I set the reminiscence orb on the bed. Bright light projected the scene onto the ceiling.
Grace stared up comfortably from her position; I tilted my head back to watch.
“See exactly how I broke your hymen and the situation.”
“Reminiscence orb? We don’t even have ones this clear in our ducal house. Wait, you recorded it all?”
“For you.”
In the projection: sprawled Grand Duchess, man slamming down his massive cock. Note her pose—flesh toilet basic position. With him joining, it turned into an unbearable mating press.
“Was I… in such a slutty pose?”
“Even today at noon, in the garden.”
“T-true.”
—Let’s just bust it first and think later.
As the hymen-breaking replayed vividly with sound, Grace and I watched the ceiling silently.
—This it?
—Krut. Hey, spread that pussy more.
“I was so quiet?”
“Drunk as hell, limp.”
“Doesn’t match what you said. Wasn’t that without permission?”
“…Fair at first. But you woke briefly and consented.”
“Haa. Virginity’s gone, no proof. Fine, you rapist.”
“Hahaha…”
“Kidding. Wow, your cock really is huge. Whoa, whoa. Seeing it like others do in reminiscences—insanely big.”
Phew, she took it coolly.
—Huu. Huu.
—Fuck.
Past me brutishly shoved cock into pussy.
“Pfft.”
“Hilarious.”
“Yeah!”
Grace giggled too, watching. Seeing me strain to claim her virginity made her pussy even wetter.
—Whoa, what rubber is this?
Past me kept assaulting the Grand Duchess’s hymen.
—Agh, shit!
—Good, again.
Strategy shift: sustained pressure in mating press, not bursts. Cock that kept bouncing out slowly pushed inward.
“Whoa, it went in. That my hymen breaking?”
“Nah, didn’t break. Just shoved like piercing rubber.”
—Why so tough?
“Pfft! So brutal.”
Grace burst laughing again.
“Man, sober me would’ve been wrecked. Stretches the inner walls so much. Ngh.”
“That’s now.”
Griiiind♥
“Eut. Stay still for now.”
We quit joking, watched the ceiling couple.
—Huu, huu.
—Let’s see who wins!
—Huu… Still not breaking?
—Not yet.
Like now, video-me hilted it all.
—Kuaa… Aah…
—Guh. Break already!
Root-deep and holding, final pussy-stir assault, twisting to wear down the hymen relentlessly. Then—
Pop.
“Whoa. That… my…”
“Yup.”
Didn’t expect the orb to catch the tearing sound. It was that damn tough.
Rip. Snap!
—Kyaa.
Finally broken, past-me grinned satisfied.
—Ah.
Video-her froze, shuddering.
—Sorry.
Obvious creampie. First view showed no condom.
—Fuu. Fuck, feels good.
View shifted, close-up pullout from coupling—vivid, since I’d placed the orb right there. Blood and cum coated thick. Pressing her belly—gush of creampie… light faded.
Ceiling empty, eyes met Grace’s. No words needed; her state was clear.
“Grace. Gonna cum, huh?”
Nod.
“Stolen without permission turns you on?”
……Nod.
“Then cum.”
“Oht. Ohohohot♥”
I roughly swirled my cock inside her pussy. Grace squirted pussy juice, climaxing hard.