Instilling Male Supremacy in a Weak Man — Please Discard Your Virginity in Astera's Pussy
"Hah, hah, hah, hah!!"
"Honestly, Hans. Aren't you getting a little too worked up? You're scaring me a bit."
I'd said it hoping to lighten the mood, but the heat in Hans's burning gaze only deepened. It certainly never lessened. I supposed the knowledge that he could throw away his virginity was just that exciting. And I understood exactly how he felt. Honestly, I was only pretending to keep my composure. I was every bit as worked up as he was.
I get to wipe a man's precious virginity clean with my pussy? That's the absolute best!
Anticipation made my pussy twitch and clench of its own accord, my hips straining upward, desperate to reach the cock hovering above them.
But no! I had to wait. Patiently.
"Y-you, I can put it in, right? I-I can really put it in? Yeah?"
It was strange. Why did he keep feeling the need to ask something like that?
"I'm a convenient little pussy you can use however you like, Hans. If there's something you want to do, you can do anything at all. That's what I'm hoping for, too."
The moment I said that, Hans stopped holding back. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say he'd reached the limit of what he could endure. With a roar like some kind of beast, he drove his virgin cock into my pussy.
Instantly, my pussy climaxed in surrender.
"Hngoooooh!! Cock feels so goooood— Astera's worthless trash pussy is climaxing in defeat to Hans's magnificent cock♥♥♥♥♥"
That made three men.
There might have been some difference in quality between them, sure. But it was obvious that any one of them had more than enough cock to make my pussy submit. The instant that cock shoved its way into a cunt already slicked with overflowing juices, my pussy cried out.
Surrender! Surrender! A pussy winning against a cock had always been completely impossible! Surrender! Please use this pussy that might as well have been born to lose. Use it as much as you want.
"Aaaah, a-ah, s-so this is a woman's pussy…! Incredible! It's insane! Jerking off doesn't even compare! Nngh, i-if I let my guard down even a little I'll cum right now…!!!"
I was delighted. Hans seemed to genuinely like my pussy. Having someone use it with the bold, rough confidence of Giovanni or the Manager was wonderful, of course. But having a man use it while being sincerely moved by it — from a woman's perspective, that was something to be grateful for, too.
"Haaahn♥ How is it, Hans? Is my pussy hole to your satisfaction?"
"Nngh, aaaah, yeah, it really, it really feels amazing! It's the best! It almost feels unfair that I went this long without knowing this existed!"
Hans declared it with a face collapsing under the pleasure. To be this happy just from fucking a single Tissue-rank pussy-slut. He was a man who knew how to be content with what he had, I supposed.
"A-and how about you, Astera? Does my cock actually feel good for you?"
His eyes held a flicker of anxiety — the fear that maybe he was the only one enjoying this. He understood contentment, apparently, but not the nature of a pussy-slut.
"I thought I'd been making it pretty clear this whole time. You really couldn't tell?"
"Y-yeah. I know, I just… I got nervous anyway."
"I see. Then try paying close attention to how my pussy is moving."
"Y-your pussy's moving?"
"Yes~♥ Can't you feel how incredibly happy my pussy is right now, serving your cock? The little folds inside are wriggling and squirming, rubbing themselves all over you…"
"Nngh! Aaaah, I-I think I can feel it. N-no! I can definitely feel it!"
"That's the kind of movement a pussy makes when it's overjoyed to be serving a cock. And theeen~♥ when that happiness reaches its peaak—!"
A hot gush of pussy juice erupted from between my legs with a wet spurt, soaking Hans's groin.
"L-like thiiis, I can cum just from having you inside me, without even needing to be pounded~ it feels that good, you know?"
"W-woooow. Th-that's amazing. I didn't know anything could be this filthy."
"Being filthy is only natural, you know? I'm an erotic sow who exists to serve gentlemen's cocks."
I gently wrapped my arms around Hans's back and whispered into his ear.
"Don't you want to know how it feels to make a sow like that submit with your cock? Don't you want to know how it feels to jam that cock into this delicious little fuckhole — thud, thud — and dump as much cum as you want? You've been saving up that virgin cock all this tiiime~ you can pour every last drop of the lust you've been holding back right here, you know?"
If I'd been in his position, those were the words I would have wanted to hear. I drew on my experience from when I'd been a man and whispered that sweet, filthy coaxing into Hans's ear. It seemed to rob him of about half his ability to form words.
"Kh! Uwaaaaaah!!"
Roaring as if to vent every ounce of sexual frustration he'd ever bottled up, Hans crushed my body beneath his full weight.
"Ooh♥"
Hans might have been small by male standards, but that was by male standards. By mine — I was on the petite side even among women — he was more than big enough. Pinning me under that massive frame, he whipped his hips into a frenzy and slammed his cock into my pussy!
"Hah! Hah! Hah!! Nngh, this feels so fucking good! This pussy feels so fucking good! Fuck, I've been getting ripped off for half my life! If I'd known I could use a hole like this I would've contacted the guild or whatever a lot sooner!"
"Nngooh!!♥ Unngh♥ My womb! My womb's getting crushed♥"
His cock was smaller than Giovanni's? Passion for pussy more than made up the difference! With a violence I never would have imagined from that scrawny body, Hans punched my womb with every thrust. It was a desperate, hungry pounding — a craving for femininity itself — and my pussy and womb melted under it.
Every single piston-thrust sent me into a light pussy climax. The climaxes came faster and faster as time passed, the pedal pressed to the floor, hinting that a true climax was closing in.
"Hnguuuuh! Aaaah, I-I'm going! M-my pussy's about to truly climax! P-please give me permission! Please let my pussy truly climax!!!"
I clung to my fading consciousness and begged for permission to truly climax. But the request was not granted.
"Aaaah, pussy feels so good. Feels so fucking good! I think my brain's gonna melt. Aaaah, I love it, I love it!"
Hans had never been in any condition to listen to a word I said. In a sense, his composure had crumbled even worse than mine. It wasn't just the physical pleasure. Something beyond that — the sheer significance of a first time — had clouded his mind. His once-ordinary face had gone slack, philtrum stretched, mouth hanging loose in a thoroughly ridiculous expression.
"H-hnk! Nnnngh!!!"
Then I would just have to hold on, too. I couldn't very well go having a true climax without permission. I'd even been told that asking permission for the light ones was proper etiquette. I certainly couldn't commit a greater rudeness than that. I bit down hard on my lip and endured a craving for pleasure that felt like it was tearing my body apart. Though honestly, I had no idea how much longer I could last.
"Aaaah! Mina! Miiinaaa! Mina's pussy, I love it! I really love it so much! It's the best! I love you! I love you, Mina!"
Hans's thrusting grew even more violent.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The wet, sticky sound of pubic bones colliding drove my already near-limit body into a state of extreme arousal.
Ahh, no. I really couldn't take any more…
"HNGIIIIIIIH!!!!!"
I had to endure the pleasure. That thought existed only in my head. My body, on the other hand, sought out the extreme of pleasure on its own, lifting my hips to help Hans's cock reach my womb even more easily. And as a result, I hit the true climax I had held back, and held back, and held back.
Having endured it to the very limit, the true climax was all the richer and sweeter for it. And perhaps I should call it fortunate — at that very same moment, Hans reached his own climax and dumped his cock-juice into my pussy.
A hot, precious weight blooming inside my cunt.
Aaaaah… I was so happy…
"Hah… haaaah… nngh!"
Hans's cock slowly wilted and slipped naturally from my pussy. Whether to savor the afterglow or something else, he buried his face in my body and drew a deep breath, getting drunk on my scent.
"Haaaah… haaaah. Fuuu, th-that felt… amazing."
"I… see. That's a relief. So it was a satisfying first experience, then?"
"Satisfying… yeah. It was really, incredibly satisfying. I'm sure I'll never have an experience greater than this in my entire life."
"Heheh. You're being far too pessimistic. If anything, I'd say this is only the beginning."
"I-is that right? Heh, heheh. Heheheheh."
Hans laughed like an idiot and pushed himself up.
"A-anyway, thank you! Today was really, really fun! I used to worry I might live my whole life as a virgin and die that way. Being able to have an experience this wonderful is all thanks to you, Astera. I'm grateful."
"……Ah, yeeees."
Dying of old age as a virgin? What kind of ridiculous thing was that to say. I'd been thinking it for a while now, but something… something about this story wasn't lining up. What was it?
"Nnn… well then, I guess that's it for today…"
"You're stopping already?"
"Huh?"
Hans's mouth twitched. He looked back at me with a face full of hope.
"C-could we go one more time? I-is that okay?"
"This hole is a complimentary organic masturbation sleeve today, you know? You can use it as much as you like, Hans."
Sex was stamina. Someone like Hans, who at a glance didn't look like he had much of it, didn't seem like he could last long or go many rounds. But even a man like that ought to show a little grit on his first time, no?
"Thank you so much for discarding your virginity in my pussy today. I will never forget this wonderful experience for the rest of my life."
Hans waved a limp arm at my courtesy.
"Nnnngh. M-me too. I don't think I'll ever forget it either. I-if anything, I should be the one thanking you."
Hans looked exhausted — or perhaps it was more accurate to say his soul was halfway out of his body. He'd been wrung dry to the point where it seemed impossible any more semen could come out, so I supposed this was only natural.
"So… um. This is just, I mean, only if it's really okay. Do you think I could… use you again sometime?"
He asked with a face that was plainly terrified of being refused. Of course, my answer was already decided.
"Of course. Anytime. If even one cock becomes a regular customer, that's everything a Female Slave could hope for."
The tension melted from Hans's face at once. What a refreshingly honest and easy-to-read man.
"Well then, I'll be heading back to the guild. Take care."
"Y-yeah! See you!"
Hans saw me off, waving with genuine sincerity. I waved back, and as I did, I thought:
The whole time he was using my pussy, he kept calling out some girl's name. Mina.
The fact that he'd been thinking of another woman while using my pussy didn't particularly bother me. A pussy was a toy. People thought about other things while playing with toys all the time. Just look at Giovanni yesterday — he'd jerked off with my pussy while watching an entirely different woman do a pussy dance.
What bothered me was this: if he had a girl he cared about enough to cry her name even while buried in my pussy, why had Hans been a virgin?
If there's a girl he can scream for that desperately in the middle of sex, he should have just used her pussy. So why go to the trouble of putting in a request with the guild?
If there was some other reason, then of course I had no grounds to complain. But looking around at this utterly bleak village — a place without a shred of sexual praise or charity — I couldn't shake a growing suspicion.
There might be a big secret in this village that I haven't figured out yet.