Dohee's First Experience?
"Nnngh!!♡ Haaahng♡"
Barely able to resist even a single finger, Dohee was already so wet that her juices soaked my hand. Sensitivity varied from person to person, but it struck me that both Mom and Dohee were the highly responsive type.
Until a moment ago she had been biting her lip, trying at least a little to hold back her moans, but now her eyes had gone slightly unfocused. Her mouth hung open as she let the sounds spill out honestly. Unlike Mom’s lewd expression, Dohee looked up at me with wet, pleading eyes. The gap between this face and her usual self only made her look more obscene.
"Wow~ Our Dohee’s this wet already~"
"N-No... it’s sweat..."
She jerked her hips and tried to deny it, but even this little was enough to loosen her tongue.
"Lying’s not allowed. This is your punishment."
"Hnnnnngh!!!♡♡♡"
As punishment for the lie, I stroked her pussy again right over her panties, sinking a knuckle’s worth of finger inside to tease her deeper. She must have climaxed on the spot—her head snapped back with a cry, and fresh juices poured from her, running down my hand to drip onto the floor.
Her hips twitched. Her legs had gone weak; she stood in a wobbly straddle, clinging to my arm so she wouldn’t collapse. She managed to bring her head back forward and somewhat compose her face, but with her mouth open and drool trailing down, she looked every bit like a bitch in heat.
"You look so pretty right now. Time for the next step."
I pulled her by the arm and laid her limp body down on the bed. Everything so far had been the warm-up; now we were starting in earnest. Dohee had already climaxed spectacularly during the tutorial stage. She hadn’t even begun to imagine how intense the pleasure ahead would be. A little fear must have hit her—she stretched out a weak hand as if to stop me, but it couldn’t hold me back at all.
"Mmph♡ Haaang♡ Churp♡ Mmwah♡"
I kissed her open mouth as she lay there. This was essentially the same as raping her, and it was her first time. No matter how gently I went, it would hurt, so I was preparing her as carefully as I could.
Whether she hated the kiss, liked it, or simply couldn’t resist, Dohee only accepted my tongue, kissing even more passively than before.
After a full minute I pulled away. Her lips and chin were slick with both our saliva, yet it didn’t feel dirty at all—only more lewd.
"Dohee?"
"Eeh... Heeh♡"
Something felt off, so I spoke to her, but her eyes were unfocused. She just grinned stupidly.
Don’t tell me that last orgasm scrambled her brains?
I had only slipped a finger past her panties and teased the inside of her pussy. Until now, her own masturbation had been the peak of pleasure she knew. Feeling something beyond anything she could have imagined had left her on the verge of blacking out. She could barely hear whatever I said. One more push like that and she would almost certainly faint.
Is Dohee’s pussy really this easy?
I had thought Mom was insanely sensitive, but Dohee was worse. Losing to a single knuckle of finger made her the textbook definition of an easy, weak little pussy.
Looking at her like this made me want to take her right away, but doing it now would be no different from fucking a love doll. I needed to bring her mind back first.
"Pain works best."
The surest way to snap someone out of it was pain. She was right on the edge of checking out, so this would be most effective.
"Guess I’ll use these."
I took hold of her bra and slowly undid it. From my experience with Mom, nipples were both sensitive and good at registering pain. Stimulating them should bring her around quickly.
I wanted her first time to hurt as little as possible, but I hadn’t expected her to be this much of a pushover. No choice now.
If she’s like Mom, she’ll end up liking this too.
When I pinched and tormented Mom’s nipples she felt pain and pleasure at the same time. I didn’t know if Dohee was that far gone yet, but she would probably be fine.
"Huh? Inverted nipples?"
When I removed the bra, Dohee’s tanned skin ran all the way to her breasts, but her nipples and areolae were a perfect soft pink. And her nipples were inverted—shy little things hiding away, completely at odds with her bold personality.
Curious, I lightly touched the entrance where the nipple had sunk in and slipped a finger inside. I felt the bud right underneath.
"Nngh♡"
Even her nipples were sensitive. The moment I touched them she twitched and moaned.
"Come on out~"
Stimulating both at once, the shyly hidden nipples soon poked out, stiff and erect as if they had never been inverted at all.
"Oh~ A little bigger than Mom’s, maybe?"
For something that had been so bashfully hidden, Dohee’s nipples were on the large side. Mom’s, at their fullest, were about the size of a pinky tip; Dohee’s were roughly one and a half times that.
"Feels even better to grab."
"Hnnngh♡♡♡"
Just pinching the stiff peaks made her react intensely. She still hadn’t fully come back to herself, but she was clearly feeling it—her eyes and mouth both curved into a smile. Until now she had worn a fierce expression because she was being forced, yet with her mind almost gone she was showing her most honest reactions.
"Time to wake up."
"Ooooooh!!♡♡ W-What the heeeell♡♡♡"
I twisted her nipples. Dohee snapped back to awareness and immediately screamed at the mix of pain and pleasure.
"W-What are you—♡♡ Nooo♡"
Now that she understood the situation she looked at me holding her nipples. I wanted to keep tormenting them, but that would probably make her black out from the sensation again, so I let go.
"Dohee’s nipples were such shy little things, so I made them nice and bold for you."
I rolled them slowly between my fingers.
"Hnggggh♡ S-Stop♡"
Her reactions were so entertaining that I gently took the nipples again and spun them. She couldn’t hold back—an obscene smile spread across her face.
Right now the pleasure was stronger than any anger or disgust she felt toward me, and that lewd smile showed it.
"Shall we try this in place of Mom?"
She flinched.
The words “in place of Mom” made her scowl for a second, but a little more rolling of her nipples smoothed her expression right out again.
"Then let’s take a look down here."
I deliberately told her what I was doing and slowly peeled off her panties. She tried to clamp her legs shut in resistance, but it was useless. I stripped them away and left her completely naked.
"D-Don’t look..."
"No covering up."
Embarrassed, she hid her pussy with her hands, but I pushed them aside and looked. There was far less pubic hair than I expected—just a light dusting above her slit, leaving the pussy itself clearly visible. Even though she was still a virgin, her folds were already slightly parted, dripping as if begging to be filled.
The sight of that shy-yet-slutty virgin pussy—innocent and filthy at the same time—made me kiss her inner thigh and slowly bring my mouth closer.
"Hnn♡ T-That’s too much♡"
As my mouth approached she trembled with tension. The instant my lips touched her pussy she bucked her hips and squirted again. It was only a light gush, but her body was so sensitive that I hesitated.
Taking her right now would be easy, but it could leave her with real trauma. She would thrash and moan like an animal under pure pleasure—that part was fine. The problem was what happened when she came back to her senses. She might despise herself for drowning in pleasure when she was supposed to be sacrificing herself to save Mom. I couldn’t predict what kind of damage that self-loathing would cause.
With an inward sigh I pulled away and looked down at her.
"It’s your first time, so I’ll stop here for today."
"Ngh."
She glared at me, resentful that I was acting like I was doing her a favor, but her body was so drained of strength she couldn’t move. She simply lay there without another word until she drifted off to sleep.
Once I confirmed she was out, I gently cleaned her up, pulled the blanket over her, and took care of the rest.
"Haa~ Too bad, but it can’t be helped."
No matter how much lust was riding me, I had no intention of leaving scars on Dohee. I took a shower, handled myself quickly, got dressed, and spent the remaining time in the living room catching up on unfinished work.
A few hours later Dohee came to. Face flushed, body wrapped in the blanket, she stepped out of my room and went straight to the bathroom without a word. I waited leisurely. When she reappeared, covered only by a towel, she glared at me and spoke.
"L-Like we promised—you don’t lay a hand on Mom!"
"Got it. Don’t worry, just rest. Things are only going to get harder from here."
I deliberately put on a nasty smile. Dohee steeled her expression, glared at me one last time, and returned to her own room.