Virginity Lost Equals Pleasure
Hnnngh—?! Oh god, I’m—I’m cumming again?!
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Heetae didn’t stop for a second. Dohee’s mind was already fracturing under the relentless pounding. Unlike last night, when the mere scent of his cock had stripped away her reason, this time the start had been almost gentle—just enough for her walls to begin to open. Now his rough, merciless thrusts were tearing that fragile calm apart, drowning her in equal parts pleasure and pain.
I-It’s my first time and I’m already—! Going—going again—!
Even when she masturbated she had never dared push anything deep; fear always stopped her short. This was the first time anything had ever speared all the way into her virgin pussy, and the pain was real—sharp, raw—yet every time his cock slammed against her cervix a brand-new, blinding pleasure exploded through her, so overwhelming she couldn’t even name the feeling.
It hurts so good… It hurts so good…
The dual sensation of agony and ecstasy made her legs lock around his waist of their own accord, locking him deep so he couldn’t pull free.
The real reason she felt this way was simple: she had inherited her mother’s extreme masochism. Ordinary pain registered as pleasure; even a proper whipping would have left her dripping and happy. Losing her virginity therefore registered as only half-pain and half-bliss. She herself had no idea. Until now she had believed her desires were completely normal. The rare times she watched porn she stuck to vanilla; anything SM-related she dismissed as “not right,” so she never looked closer and never discovered her own nature.
Even smelling her brother’s used underwear while she masturbated she had rationalized as “just a girl getting turned on by a guy’s scent,” so of course she thought she was ordinary. Her body, however, had always been honest. Ordinary masturbation never satisfied the craving for pain that lived under her skin; that unquenched hunger was the real reason her lust never seemed to cool. She used to think she simply had an unusually high sex drive. Only the stolen moments with his panties had given her just enough of the forbidden flavor to keep the truth buried—until tonight. The pain-pleasure now flooding her was finally teaching her exactly what kind of woman she was.
What am I supposed to do…?
Drowning in sensations she could neither understand nor escape, Dohee surrendered, letting the pleasure take her.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“You love it that much, you bitch in heat?!”
“Hnnngh—! N-Nooo—!”
Her mouth said no, but her legs only tightened, offering her dripping cunt as if begging him not to stop. The way she was already sobbing with pleasure on her first time only deepened the suspicion twisting inside him, and he answered by slamming into her even harder.
“Mmph… hah… suck… mmmph…”
Dohee, just as lost, initiated the kiss herself, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. Only minutes earlier she had been shy, unable even to meet his eyes; now her tongue was long and needy, her gaze half-lidded and vacant—exactly the same expression her mother wore when she was completely broken.
“You filthy slut!”
“Hnnngh—!! I-I’m not a slut—!”
“Don’t fucking lie. First time and you’re already this gone? Bullshit.”
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“I-It really is my first—! Ahhh—! I’m—I’m cumming again—!”
Even while she tried to protest, another orgasm ripped through her; her head snapped back, body convulsing, pussy clamping down and squirting around his cock. They had barely started, yet Dohee—true to her hypersensitive, cock-addicted cunt—had already climaxed multiple times. Her stamina was solid enough that she never blacked out; she just kept begging for more. In pure sensitivity she was several levels above even her mother; women who came this easily were rare.
How many other guys has she already fucked…?
It was only that her body was absurdly sensitive, but with pleasure fogging his thoughts the suspicion had already taken root and kept growing in the wrong direction. He was starting to see her as nothing but a whore.
“Then how about this?”
“Hnnngh—!! I-It hurts—!”
To test just how filthy she really was, he pinched one of her stiff nipples and yanked it upward. Any normal woman would have shoved him away from the pain; Dohee only whimpered “it hurts” while clutching the sheets, making no attempt to stop him. Worse, a lewd smile spread across her face and drool spilled from the corner of her mouth—she looked nothing like a girl in pain.
“You dirty little bitch!”
Slap!
“Hnnngh—!!”
He released the nipple and slapped her heavy breast hard from the side. The soft flesh jumped, then settled with a heavy bounce; a clear red handprint bloomed on her tanned skin like a brand of ownership. The sight only fed his urge to dominate her further. He slapped her tits again and again.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Ahhh—!! I’m—I’m cumming—!”
“I’m cumming too!”
The breast-slapping alone pushed her over the edge. Her eyes rolled halfway back, body shuddering as she squirted hard. His own climax rose with the pure satisfaction of having conquered her; thick ropes of cum flooded her pussy until it overflowed and leaked out around his shaft.
“Heh… hehehe… eh…”
Completely gone, Dohee lay sprawled in a vulgar frog-leg pose, a filthy ahegao of pure satisfaction frozen on her face as she passed out. Looking down at her, he slowly felt his reason return.
“Shit… I really went overboard…”
She was a virgin; he had planned to be gentle. Midway through, though, the baseless suspicion had taken over and he had been far too rough. Compared to the things he did with her mother it was still soft, but for a first-timer it had been brutally hardcore. Guilt hit him once the haze cleared, yet what was done was done. He cleaned her carefully, wiped her body, lay down beside her, and eventually drifted off himself.
“Mmmh…”
Dohee woke first. She hadn’t fallen asleep from tiredness; pure pleasure had simply short-circuited her brain. Roughly an hour later her eyes opened. The first thing she saw was her brother’s sleeping face. Her cheeks burned and panic flared—until the memory of what they had just done settled over her and the panic eased a little.
“You really shouldn’t treat a first-timer like that…”
She muttered at the unconscious man. Even if the sex had started half-forced, she had privately hoped her first time would become a memory she could treasure. The way he had suddenly flipped and ravaged her had shattered that hope completely.
Not that I hated it…
If she had to choose between like and dislike after being used so roughly, the answer was still “like.” The pleasure had been so intense it buried the pain; she had tasted an overwhelming rush of excitement and happiness she had never known before, and she was satisfied. Discovering she was that kind of slut had been a shock, yet for the first time in her life she felt genuinely refreshed.
“From now on… every time…”
She swallowed hard. She had offered her body to protect her mother; of course this wouldn’t be a one-time thing. Whenever he wanted her he would summon her, drag her back into this swamp of pleasure—and at that thought her body began to heat again.
“Nn… so much…”
As her arousal returned, fresh juices mixed with the thick load still packed inside her and began to trickle out.
Squelch… squelch… squelch…
“Mmh… hnn…”
Already worked up again, Dohee decided she no longer cared. Right beside her sleeping brother she started masturbating. The scent of him so close made everything feel different; wet, lewd sounds quickly filled the room.
Don’t wake up… please…
If he opened his eyes now he would see her in full heat, and she was still too shy for that. She had finally recognized her own depravity, yet she wasn’t ready for him to see it so clearly.
“Hnnnngh…”
She came alone, biting down hard to keep silent, body twitching. Looking at the brother who still hadn’t stirred, she felt a tiny, guilty pang of disappointment, then slipped off to the bathroom to wash away the evidence of her shame.
Click.
“W-Wait!! I’m in here!!”
“I know. Let’s wash together~ Oppa will scrub you clean.”
“Wha— mmph… suck…”
Startled by his sudden entrance mid-shower, Dohee raised her voice—only for him to ignore her completely and kiss her. After so many kisses already she was used to it; her body, still burning from the earlier orgasm, simply gave in. She accepted his tongue, returning the filthy, open-mouthed kiss while their hands roamed each other’s wet skin.