A Standing Carry for Your First Time Is Going Too Far

Something thick and scorching was forced inside me. The kissing had left me wet, but my insides were clenched shut, and all that came through was pain.

"It hurts...! That hurts!"

"It'll start feeling good soon."

I pounded my fists against Park Youngkwon's chest again and again. He didn't so much as flinch. His cock, like the rest of him, didn't budge an inch. I wore myself out hitting him and buried my face in his chest instead, pressing myself against his skin and drinking in his scent, trying to quiet the chaos and the pain. The smell of sweat rising off his hot body mixed with body wash in just the right proportions, and something in me settled. The Scent Addiction status effect was actually helping me keep my head together.

"Nobody said anything about having sex. Pull it out already..."

I whispered it against his ear, low enough that Hwang Jinyoung wouldn't hear.

"You're my girlfriend. What's the problem?"

"I'm not actually your girlfriend...!"

"I know. Just hang on a little. Besides — damn, this virgin pussy is good."

"You little...!"

WHAM!

The table slammed again. Hwang Jinyoung must have been furious. I was too ashamed and too scared to even glance back at her. The same way I'd squeezed my eyes shut out of fear, I kept my face buried in Park Youngkwon's chest and refused to look behind me.

"You... you're really doing this right in front of me..."

"What about it? If she weren't my girlfriend, why would she give me her virginity?"

"......."

Hwang Jinyoung went silent. I couldn't see her face, but I could picture that fierce expression of hers twisting itself into knots.

"Y-you're not forcing her, are you? Hey. Is he threatening you?"

"Ah, no... he's not threatening me..."

I answered while still impaled on Park Youngkwon's cock, clinging to him. I didn't meet Hwang Jinyoung's eyes.

"If I'd forced it in, would she be hanging onto me like this?"

"Fuck... Park Youngkwon, you son of a...!"

"We good now?"

Park Youngkwon stood up from the sofa without changing position — the so-called standing carry, my body still speared on his cock. I gasped and threw my arms around his neck, wrapping my legs around his waist and clinging on for dear life. He cupped my ass with both hands and started walking toward Hwang Jinyoung, step by step.

You lunatic. Don't go over there. Don't you dare walk over there. She can see your cock buried in my pussy. All of it.

"Hngh...!"

Every time he took a step, the cock lodged inside me shifted and sent a jolt through my body. It was the same electric tingle I got when I touched myself, except now it never stopped. It still hurt just as much — but little by little, just a little, pleasure was starting to bleed in alongside the pain.

"Take a good look. Whose pussy my cock is buried in."

"......."

He said it coldly, right to Hwang Jinyoung's face. She fell silent again. And here I was, in the middle of this deadly serious atmosphere, impaled on his cock and hanging off him.

Could you two maybe consider my situation here for one second? Forget it. I'll just keep smelling him.

Sniff. Sniff.

"Stop with the stalker shit and go home."

"You think your parents are just going to sit still after this?"

"I'll handle it. Don't worry about it."

"You don't even feel bad, doing this to your fiancée?"

"It was an engagement the people above us forced. What's there to feel bad about?"

That sounded like a conversation I was not supposed to overhear. Was that okay? Hwang Jinyoung was staring up at my ass from behind. Park Youngkwon was standing there having a conversation with his cock still buried in me. The only thing I could tell for sure was that both of them were complete lunatics. I didn't understand anything else, so I just kept breathing him in.

Hahh... ahh... sniff sniff. That's nice.

"Hah... this is actually insane."

"Then get the hell out."

"Fuck...!"

Hwang Jinyoung hurled a glass at the wall beside me. It shattered. I could hear her panting through her teeth, seething.

"Hey. Who the hell are you throwing that at?"

Park Youngkwon's tone dropped, turning even colder. You can try to sound all intimidating, but you're saying that while carrying me around on your dick. It's not cool.

"What?"

"What if she got hurt?"

"Why is that my problem? I'm leaving. Move."

Park Youngkwon let out a heavy sigh, like he'd run out of patience, and stepped aside. Hwang Jinyoung left. Then it was just me and Park Youngkwon in the room. He showed no sign of putting me down. He just kept holding me up by the ass.

"What a goddamn nightmare of a personality."

"Hngh... pull it out already..."

"Ah. Right. Still in there."

He lifted my ass like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he was about to pull out. As his cock slowly slid free, it dragged along my inner walls and the stimulation climbed.

"Hngh..."

"Hmm... kinda hate to stop, though."

Right before he slipped all the way out, he dropped my ass back down.

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"Haaaaah!"

Pleasure surged up from my pussy and punched straight through my brain. It went past a tingle — it was a million volts frying my skull, and I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠blacked out for a second.

"Hngh...! Hah...! What are you doing... put me down!"

"Just a little more."

I was soaked, slick and glistening, the perfect state for a cock to slide in and out. Park Youngkwon lifted my ass with both hands again and slammed me down onto him.

"Hnnngh! P-please... at least be gentle...!"

"Want me to go a little softer, since it's your first time?"

"Ah, hah... yeah... please... a-actually, just stop..."

The pain still outran the pleasure. He was huge even by guy standards, which made it hurt that much worse. A pussy that had never even had a finger in it was clenched tight around his cock.

If I was going to lose my virginity like this... I should've at least tried putting a finger or a dildo in when I masturbated...

He didn't move his hips at all. He just used both hands to work my ass up and down, fucking me like I was a fleshlight.

"Hnnngh... how long... hah! Are you going to keep this up... put me down already..."

"Give me a kiss and I'll put you down."

"I don't want to kiss..."

"Then I keep going until I cum inside?"

The words cum inside made me glare at him like I wanted him dead. He must have found my expression funny, because he snorted a laugh and tilted his head.

"What's it gonna be? A kiss? Or I finish inside?"

"I-I'll kiss you..."

"Suck on it like you mean it."

He stuck his tongue out, playing around. Between getting creampied and kissing, the kiss was the obvious choice. If I got pregnant, the novel's story would be over. I lapped at his tongue like I was licking an ice cream cone. Is this how you're supposed to do a sloppy kiss?

"Is this your first kiss too?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Don't lick. Suck."

Hearing that made me realize I had no idea how to kiss. My face burned. I stopped licking, pushed my tongue into his mouth, and sucked like I was trying to pull him in. The ice-cream licks turned into wet, pulling kisses.

"Mmh... hah... like this...?"

"Hmm... it's awkward, but the way your lips puff out is kinda perverted. I like it."

"...That's mean."

"Kiss me for three minutes without stopping. Then I'll put you down."

I took his tongue into my mouth, sucked on it, and wrapped my own around it. I moved the way I'd seen in porn, locking eyes with him. It felt disgusting. But if I didn't take the lead, this hell was only going to last longer.

He took the kiss and kept going with the standing-carry sex. That thick, long cock filling me up, his pheromone-drenched scent, the deep kiss — my mind was melting by the second. Was it the Scent Addiction? All the walls I'd spent so long building were crumbling down.

So this is how much physical satisfaction sex actually gives you. It doesn't even compare to masturbating... If this keeps up, my mind's going to break too. This is dangerous.

"Hah... mmph... hngh... slurp..."

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Three minutes. Almost there. Just hang on a little longer.

"Hnnngh... hoooh! Mmh... slurp..."

Pussy juice was pouring out of me without a break. The sound of it dripping onto the floor made my face burn with shame.

"Hah... it's been three minutes..."

"Yeah. A promise is a promise. One last thrust."

"Haaaaah! I'm commiiing...♡"

Unlike the relatively gentle pace until now, he hoisted my ass up with both hands as high as it would go and slammed me down onto his cock like he was hitting a wrestling move. It felt like being dropped in a piledriver. The pleasure of being driven all the way onto the root of his cock from the highest point shattered my mind.

It went through me... His cock went all the way through me...

Pop.

His cock finally slid out. Even after it was gone, the inside of me throbbed, raw and tingling. He set me down slowly, still out of it. I lay on the sofa with my tongue hanging out, gasping for air, fluid still squirting out of me.

"Heh... hah..."

Psshh. Pssshhh. Psshh. Psshh.

My hips convulsed in time with the short, rapid bursts shooting out of me. Park Youngkwon looked down at me with an unpleasant little smile. Was it the satisfaction of pleasing a girl who'd never had sex before? Or was he just laughing because I was squirting everywhere? I had no idea. I just wanted to get back to the dorm and sleep.

He waited until the fountain show was over. Once it stopped, he straightened my clothes, scooped me up in a princess carry, and walked us out of the club.

"Hold on tight."

I climbed onto the back of his bike in a daze, gripping his waist with trembling hands. He drove safely and took me all the way to the dorm.

"See you tomorrow."

"Y-yeah..."

"Ah. Hold on."

He ducked somewhere out of sight for a moment, then came back with a pair of underwear.

"The ones I just took off."

"Thanks..."

He really does keep his promises.

Park Youngkwon left, and I went back to the dorm. The reality of it all hit me at once, along with a wave of self-loathing — Park Youngkwon's underwear pressed to my nose. I collapsed onto the bed and kicked at the blankets, cringing so hard I could have died.

I had sex with a guy......

"Ah. Right. This was a thing."

Yeah. Let's just say I had no choice. I did it for the skill.

"Shut up!"