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Chapter 153: First-Time Experience
"Use this."
What Hisui pulled out from her shoulder bag was what you’d call a penis strap.
"I did think your bag was big, but I didn’t expect something like this inside…"
"I wanted to give my first time to several people, so…"
Hisui’s face flushed bright red with embarrassment, and all I could manage in response was a strained smile.
"Whoa…"
I picked it up and examined it.
It was an undergarment-like strap made of glossy black leather, with a smooth, eggplant-shaped protrusion standing erect at the crotch. The base curved to envelop the groin, with a smaller bulge on the inner side.
"This way, two people can be connected—one here and one there."
"O-oh, I see…"
My voice cracked unintentionally.
Even though I wasn’t a virgin anymore, that didn’t mean I’d lost all resistance to inserting something foreign there.
"I get why you’d be nervous about whether something this big will fit… but I’ll do my best too."
Hisui misunderstood my furrowed brows as hesitation.
But compared to what I’d taken before, this strap was modest in size—that wasn’t my concern.
I wonder what face Hisui would make if she knew Sōta’s was easily twice as big as this.
Would she get mad? …Yeah, she probably would.
She’d likely complain, "Are you trying to break Alice with something like this?" or "Can’t you make it smaller?"
"Heh…"
The thought made me snicker before I could stop myself.
"…?"
Hisui stared at me, puzzled.
"Ah, sorry. It’s nothing—don’t worry about it."
I brushed it off.
It’d be rude to laugh when Hisui was just worried about me. Of course she wouldn’t know about men’s sizes, and honestly, that was reassuring.
"R-really…?"
If anything, the one more nervous here was Hisui—inexperienced as she was. As the more experienced one, I needed to take the lead.
"We’ll need to prep properly before using this, too."
"Ah, yeah…"
"Then—let’s begin."
I slowly pushed Hisui down onto the bed.
"It’s okay… trust me?"
"Mhn…"
I cupped Hisui’s cheek, her expression still uncertain, and stole her lips. My fingers trailed down, stroking the nape of her neck.
With the same care as unwrapping a gift, I slowly peeled away the bath towel hiding Hisui’s body. Even on her back, the impressive swell of her chest bounced free, and I instinctively brought my face closer.
"Ah…"
My own towel was slipped off by Hisui, letting skin meet skin directly.
Unlike a man’s rough, hairy limbs, Hisui’s were soft and smooth, molding against mine without the slightest gap. The slightest shift sent pleasant warmth radiating from where we touched.
"Nn…"
Hisui’s hand touched me, and my body jolted as if electricity coursed through me.
She already knew all my weak points, and in an instant, my body reacted. I was filled with happiness at receiving the stimulation I craved.
I forcefully suppressed the urge to simply surrender to the pleasure she gave me. Today, I couldn’t just be passive.
Now that I thought about it, it had been a long time since we’d done something like this—mutually pleasuring each other. With Sōta, the only time I’d taken the lead was during our first experience when I used my hands on him. After that, I was usually the one being acted upon. And with Yūna, aside from our first time, it had always been one-sided, with her focusing solely on my pleasure.
But today, if I didn’t put in the effort, Jade would end up in pain.
That’s why I carefully prepared, even using lubrication.
And then, we spent a hazy, melting time together, our bodies and souls blending into one.
—I lost my virginity, and Hisui lost hers.
At that moment, countless emotions surged within me.
Hisui, who had been with me since childhood. Memories of her, whom I’d always thought of like a little sister, flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.
Gratitude toward Hisui. A sense of accomplishment as a man.
And an inescapable guilt and unease.
Tears welled in Hisui’s eyes.
Was her body in pain? Or was it her heart—
Come to think of it, I had cried too during my first time.
I wiped her tears away with my finger.
Then, stretching out my arms, I pulled Hisui’s head tightly against me.
Even so, Hisui remained strong, urging me to continue, assuring me she was fine.
Holding Hisui like this, I fell under the illusion that I was dominating her entirely—and that thought felt so sinful, sending a thrilling shiver down my spine.
…No wonder Sōta was obsessed with this.
The sight of Hisui enduring was erotic in itself. As she called my name, I responded with hers, pouring my desires into her.
Even though this was proof that I was hurting her, I selfishly indulged in my own pleasure, clinging to her like a child.
I was no better than Sōta—this was just self-serving.
But despite her suffering, Hisui smiled and accepted everything.
I clung to her like a child, losing myself in the act until my mind went blank.
Apparently, I had blacked out for a moment.
The lightness in my hips told me Hisui had removed the strap-on.
Maybe it was because I had poured out all my desires.
When I searched for Hisui with my gaze, she was already sitting up.
She had gathered her hair with a hair tie, returning to her usual ponytail. As she moved, her hair swayed, and I stared at it dazedly.
“…Jade.”
Was her body okay?
If she was hurt, I needed to use a healing spell…
“You’re awake, Alice.”
Turning to me, Hisui smiled sweetly.
But it wasn’t the same merciful, goddess-like smile she had given me earlier while enduring. No, this was the smile of a predator locking onto its prey.
The red lipstick she wore must have been the one I gifted her today. It suited her perfectly, enhancing her bewitching aura.
“—Well then, now it’s my turn, isn’t it?”
Between Hisui’s thighs was the strap-on that had just been on my hips—
What came next was uncharted territory.
This was the first time my heart and body were being claimed entirely.
What I had always thought was just painful had now transformed into something fulfilling, as if a void inside me was being filled.
It felt so good it was agonizing—enough to make me scream.
Even when I begged her to stop, she wouldn’t.
I was swallowed by endless waves of pleasure, drowning in them, terrified.
Hisui deliberately smeared her red lipstick across my pale skin, leaving marks everywhere, as if declaring I was hers.
It was a courtship display—proof of ownership.
And at the same time, she engraved the pleasures of womanhood deep into me.
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