Yeah you make me feel shiny and new, like a virgin, touched for the very first time

Nick climbed on top of Gina and looked down at her trembling figure. She shook with excitement as her wild eyes met his. Her cheeks were flushed with anticipation and her soft lips quivered. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words couldn’t escape.

He could read them in her eyes, though. “Please…” She begged him.

“If that’s what you want,” Nick whispered, his voice huskier than he remembered, “I’ll give you what you deserve.”

He leaned down and gently pressed his lips against hers.

It took Gina a few seconds to figure out what was going on. By the time it made sense to her, the kiss had already ended.

“What are you doing?” She asked, sitting up in confusion. But Nick grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her down against the pillow again, kissing her for a second time.

Nick and Gina had kissed once before, many years ago. So there were no points to be had by any further kisses. But that wasn’t why Nick was doing it.

“Gina, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Those words themselves seemed to resound like a smack across the face as Gina stared up at him in numb shock.

“What? But…”

“I care about you too much for that,” he whispered, leaning in and kissing her neck. He moved down to the hem of her dress, cut modestly, of course, because she was supposed to be a “good girl”. From the fantasies he’d seen she clearly wanted him to tear it off her, but instead he reached around and slowly unzipped her, stripping her dress off and leaving her in her bra and panties.

“I don’t understand…” Gina sat up, her hollow eyes staring back at him in confusion.

“Gina… you want me to hurt you, so you can feel better about what happened to Dakota. Believe me, I get it. Do you think you suffered alone? I blamed myself for what happened to Dakota as well. But I managed to pull myself out of that.” Nick reached out and ran his finger across her cheek, wiping away her tears.

“I want to make love to you.” It sounded corny as hell but it was how he felt.

“But that’s…”

“I know it’s not what you want. But right now, I’m your master,” Nick reminded her. It made him feel sick saying those words, but if it would help her, then he didn’t give a damn. “And as your master I want to give you pleasure.”

“Wh-What are you- aahn!” Gina jumped when she felt Nick’s fingers slide down into her panties and begin to rub her lower lips.

“You’re wet,” he leaned in close to whisper. “I think you want this.”

“N-No, that’s… from before,” she said, gritting her teeth as his finger plunged experimentally into her depths to explore. In all the sexual things he’d done so far, he’d never touched a pussy before. (He noted that there were no Victory Points awarded for that, either. Apparently it didn’t matter how much pleasure he gave to the girls, just how much pleasure they gave to him.)

Nick pushed his finger in deeper, feeling her squeeze down tightly on him as he rubbed against her wall. He moved back and tried rubbing that spot again, feeling her clench down even harder a second time.

“Hya… haa…”

“You sure about that?” He smirked.

“Sh-Shut up!” Her face was red and her eyes were squeezed shut tightly in defiance. “Why are you- ahn!- doing this?! I told you what I- fuck, there… fuck, I told you what I wanted!”

“I know,” Nick said, increasing the speed of his fingers. This was his first time really playing with someone, and he wanted to get as much experience as he could. He wanted to figure out everything about Gina’s body and how to give her pleasure. If he could make her enjoy sex without having to be abused, then hopefully that would be a step in the right direction for her emotional wellbeing.

And it felt good to have her squirming in his harms, regardless of what she said.

“I… I-! Nick, I’m serious, stop it!” Gina pushed against his chest, but he barely felt any **** in her arms. And her voice sounded a little more throaty than she probably meant it to. In spite of her protests, he doubted she really wanted him to stop.

But he did anyway. He kept his finger where it was inside of her, but didn’t move, waiting for her to stop shaking.

Gina’s breathing slowed and she stared at him questioningly.

“Wh-Why?” She panted, searching him for understanding.

“You told me to stop. So I stopped.”

“But I didn’t mean-!”

“You didn’t want me to stop?” Nick asked. “Does that mean you’re actually liking this.”

“NO!” She spat, glaring fire at him. “It… it’s just… well, it’s better than nothing, anyway! But I wouldn’t be able to get off by something like that!”

Instead of answering, Nick pressed his finger against that spot again and she shook like a leaf, leaking juices out into his hand.

“C-Cut it out! Fuck! Yes!” She groaned, bucking her hips against his hand. “Why does it feel so fucking good, fuck!”

“It feels good now, then?”

She clenched her teeth and hissed, tilting back her neck. He leaned in buried his face in her nape, leaving hickeys on her pale skin as she moaned into his ear.

“I don’t understand…” She sobbed, her hands coming up and rubbing his back. “Why are you doing this?”

Nick pulled back and looked her in the eyes. She could barely see his face through her tears so he removed his finger from her nethers and wiped them away.

“Gina, it wasn’t your fault what happened to Dakota. It wasn’t my fault. It was an accident. Blaming yourself, hurting yourself like this, it doesn’t help you. I know. I spent years beating myself over what happened, but at some point I realized I needed to move on.”

Gina sniffled. “How?” She sounded so scared and alone in that moment, and for a second Nick thought he saw the girl he once knew, the sweet little pigtailed blonde in a flower dress who he’d kissed in the camp lodge that stormy summer day. “How do I… stop feeling like this?”

Her glassy eyes were the most honest he’d ever seen them. Nick wished he had something he could say to her, to help her in this difficult time. But he was no better equipped to handle this than she was.

“I don’t know,” he sighed. “For me, it meant trying to fall in love again. Understanding that because Dakota’s life ended, that didn’t mean my life had to be over. I move on. Or at least, I tried to. My love with women hasn’t been… well. You can probably tell.”

Gina giggled in spite of herself, wiping the tears from her eyes herself this time.

“I can’t run away from it,” she mumbled. “I can’t just embrace these new memories and pretend it never happened.”

“You’re right,” he admitted. “It did happen. But we don’t have to let ourselves be swallowed by it anymore. Dakota’s alive, Gina. Somehow, some miraculous way, she came back. Don’t you think that means you can stop punishing yourself now?”

Gina flinched and averted her eyes. She was still scared about something, he could see it.

“Gina?” He asked a little more forcefully, tilting her chin so she was looking at him again.

“I don’t know how,” she admitted, her face burning with shame. “I’ve lived like this for so long… I don’t know how to go back.”

So that’s what it was. That’s why she’d been clinging onto her guilt even after Dakota had been brought back to life. She’d spent so long with that self-loathing she was too scared to go without it.

Nick didn’t know how he could fix that. But he wanted to try. So he kissed her again. This time she leaned into this kiss. She didn’t push it any further than simple contact of the lips, and he didn’t either. It wasn’t some passionate make-out session like with Carly or Rose, or the awkward peck he’d shared with Dani for her dreams, or even the clumsy fumbling common in first kisses like the one he’d share with Kim. This was a kiss that was somehow chaste and yet hot with passion and meaning, and was quite possibly the best kiss he’d had.

Their lips parted and a sigh escaped Gina’s lips. She slumped back into the bed and looked up at him, her face flushed. He could see something in her eyes. It looked like the same hunger and passion she’d had when he first climbed on top of her, but he could tell that something had changed.

“My… in my other memories… I never got this far,” she admitted. “The new memories, from Dakota’s transformation. I was too much of a good girl, I never… never found a guy who I wanted to… well, you know.”

She couldn’t look him in the eye.

“It’s not… it’s not the same as giving you my first time, but-”

Nick leaned over and shut her up with another kiss. He would have to do that a lot if she kept this up.

“Shut up,” he said, without rudeness or forcefulness. “I don’t care about that. I don’t need my first time to be with a virgin. I just need it to be special.”

Gina’s eyes began to water. “And that’s… that’s me?” She whimpered, tensing up like she was afraid of his answer. “Am I really special for you?”

“You are,” Nick promised. “And I’m going to show you just how special you are.”

He reached around to take off her bra.

Okay, this seems simple enough. Just press here…

Oh wait. Maybe here?

No, that didn’t work. What if I try pulling it?

…Nope. Damn. These things are a pain in the ass. Maybe it’s like one of those Chinese finger traps, I have to push it in to get it off.

…Fuck! That didn’t work either! How are you supposed to-?!

“Well, I’m waiting!” Gina said loudly. “I certainly feel special.”

Nick turned red. He’d completely wrecked the mood they’d had going.

“Th-This is… I mean…”

“Let me,” Gina said, pushing his hands away. She smiled flirtatiously at him. “Maybe you can get back to work… down there.”

Well, she wasn’t laughing at his pathetic virginness, that was something anyway. Ashamed, Nick scooted down to pull her panties down her slender thighs while she unhooked her bra. His heart raced as her pussy revealed itself to him.

Showed Naked Body to the Master! +3 VP

Nick had heard a lot of stories from people online about how when a woman gets around a lot, their vagina eventually becomes ugly and misshapen. Well, he could say confidently that those dudebros on the forums were completely out of their minds, because in spite of her many partners Gina’s little pussy looked pristine. It was perfectly shaved and her lips looked succulent and juicy, parted just enough to be welcoming. A pristine and pink little pudenda that made his mouth water at the sight.

“H-Hey, what’re you-hey!” Gina gasped out as Nick crawled between her legs and spread her slit open with his fingers, leaning in close to get a better look. “I-I thought you were done with- oh, fuck!”

Nick had used his fingers to get her into the mood, but he didn’t see a reason to stop there. Gina was teetering on the edge between two different paths, and he wanted to help show her why this was the better one. Punishing yourself made you miserable. But pleasuring yourself…

“You don’t have to do this, you can just put it-aaahn!” Gina groaned, falling back against the pillows.

Nick ran his tongue up along her lips, licking her twitching nub. She winced and twitched in his grasp as he feasted on her juicy peach.

He wasn’t quite sure what he’d expected a pussy to taste like. But Gina had a surprising flavor to her. She was sticky and sweet and hot, like the taste of black licorice. Which might have been a problem for most people, but Nick actually enjoyed the taste of black licorice, so he eagerly dived in for seconds, pressing his lips against hers as his tongue probed her depths.

“Oh, fuck, god, what are you fucking doing to me?!” Gina moaned. She’d never had anything like this. In all her years of sexual debauchery no one had ever bothered eating her out. She had a long list of thoughtless lovers, the “wham-bam-gotta scram” types. The sort of guys who only cared about sticking it into the first hole they found and humping away until they gave her some cream filling. And she’d been fine with that. Nothing made her cum faster than getting smacked around and choked a bit. Sex had always been hot and fast and dirty and over before she could really get going.

But now she was with someone who actually cared about something besides their own pleasure. Nick wasn’t using her like a set of holes he was treating her like a sexual partner, and even though it lacked the thrill of when someone straddled the line between “kinky” and “****” it was a different kind of thrilling, a seductive temptation that slowly wormed its way into her loins and made her want it.

Fuck… am I really getting off to something this fucking wussy?! Gina couldn’t believe Nick’s gentle probing was actually making her squirt. She pressed her hips into his face clamped her teeth down, resisting the urge to let out her moans. Part of her was still resisting, telling her that it was wrong to feel this way.

This isn’t sex. Sex is supposed to be punishment! That dark voice echoed in her head. You’re supposed to suffering! It shouldn't feel like this!

God, fuck that guy. What a pent up incel. Who the hell could listen to such an annoying blabbermouth when getting eaten out felt this fucking good?! She fought the urge to grab Nick’s head and push him in deeper, clutching the bedsheets to keep herself under control. At her core she was still a submissive, and the pounding in her chest told her to just let her master do his thing.

Besides, for a virgin, he was actually pretty fucking good at it.

Don’t come, the voice urged her. You don’t want this. This pleasure, it’s not right, you’re not supposed to be feeling good from something without-

Nick’s tongue brushed up against that special spot and shut the voice up for good.

“Right there!” Gina screamed at the top of her lungs as a tremor shot through her body. “CUUUMMMIIIIING!!”

She soaked his face in her juices as she thrashed in bed, nearly kicking him in the shoulder. She couldn’t help it, she’d lost control of herself completely with that orgasm.

“Fuck, God, FUCK!” Those were the only two words she could say, and she shouted them over and over in quick succession as she came down from her high. That had been the best orgasm of her life and she hadn’t even been trying.

Nick pulled himself up and looked her in the eyes. His face was stained in her juices but he didn’t care, he just looked back her, their eyes flinging passion back and forth at each other. He crawled up her body and they shared a kiss that tasted like licorice. They separated in seconds, unable to control themselves any longer. This had to happen now. She could feel his head poking up against her sopping pussy, throbbing insistently. It had been flaccid and limp not that long ago, but now it felt just as hungry as he looked.

“Do it,” she whispered to him, biting her lip. “I need it.”

She didn’t ask him to be gentle, but she knew he would be. She knew he wasn’t trying to hurt her, he never would. He brought himself back and slowly pushed forward, parting her lips and pushing inside of her.

They shared a groan of passion as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him down on top of her, feeling him slide into her and fill her up better than she’d ever felt.

Had Sex With the Master! +10 VP

First! x2 Multiplier

Gina may have never tasted gentle, loving sex before, but Nick had never experienced sex at all. He’d been tense at the moment of insertion, only working himself up to it when he saw how badly she wanted him. He entered her hot depths and moaned as she wrapped around him. He felt her walls squeeze down tightly like she was trying to pull him in deeper.

Nothing he’d done before could compare to this. Not masturbating with Carly, or playing with her and Dani in the sun, not Rose’s handjobs, or even the twin tongue lashing she and Dawn had given him. Even when Dawn took him down to the root with her tantalizing mouth it had never felt like this.

Gina was all around him. He could feel her rubbing against him, massaging his dick from all sides. She was warm and welcoming in spite of her tough exterior. Sylvia had tried to make Gina into a good girl, but she'd failed to realize that her tough punk exterior was only that- an exterior.

On the inside, Gina was warm and loving. At least her, pussy was. She pushed against him as he thrust inside of her, trying to get a feel for what he was doing. Without the experience he didn’t know how long he could last or if he could make this feel as good for her as he wanted it to. She didn’t make it easy for him, though.

“Fuck, you feel so warm!” He groaned. He tried to pull out to thrust again but she grasped his shaft too tightly to move back, like she never wanted to let him go. "So hot and fucking tight, fuck!"

“Yeah… is it hot for you, baby?” Gina moaned. “Fuck, you feel so… I don’t… it shouldn’t feel this good! You’re just… you’re just Nick so why does it-?! Why… FUCK, THERE!”

Nick felt her pussy spasm as her walls clamped down on him, and he realized he must have brushed up against one of those spots again. He pulled out slightly and pushed against it again, feeling the same familiar squeezing.

Well now. Isn't that something?

Gina stared up at him with wide eyes and frantically shook her head. He smirked and thrust into her with everything he had.

“FUUUUUCK! YOU FUCKING-! THERE, RIGHT THERE, IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOODD, FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCK FUAARAGH!” Her cries devolved into moans and primal screams as her legs snapped up to wrap around his hips while she tightened her grip on his back. She had him completely captured now, an odd contrast to her usual sexual activities.

He was inside her and she wasn’t letting him get away. Not until he took responsibility for giving her sex that felt this fucking good.

“Mooooooore!” She groaned. “There, again, please- fuck, yes!”

“You like that?” Nick groaned, a bit of a novice in terms of dirty talk. He didn’t know what to say that wouldn’t feed into the degrading fetishes he was trying to drive her away from. Then as he hilted himself fully inside her and felt her walls squeeze down tighter than ever before, he realized that there were three words he could say that would be more effective than anything.

“I adore you,” he whispered into her ear. She stiffened up in shock.

“Wha-FUCK!” Before she had time to process what he was saying he thrust into her again.

“I adore you. You’re wonderful. You’re cute. You're sweet and gentle and kind and precious and I want you to feel absolutely amazing! I want you to understand how much you deserve to be loved like this, Gina!” He shouted into her ear, filling her head with sweet nothings instead of dirty expletives. If he was lucky, she might begin to associate them with the pleasure she was feeling, and maybe feel better about herself.

Or maybe not.

Either way, Nick was approaching orgasm at a lightning pace. It was actually shocking he’d lasted as long as he had. He told himself to slow down so he could drag this out longer and make it feel better for her, but his body had long since stopped listening to his mind. It only moved faster as she humped back against him faster in turn, the two of them falling into blissful surrender together. Their lips joined once more and the world ceased to exist around them. There was nothing but the warmth of the embrace they shared.

But it could only last for so long before they had to come crashing back down to reality.

When Nick’s orgasm was just about upon him he pulled back, trying to free himself, but Gina’s legs held him tight light a vice. He broke the kiss and stared down at her questioningly, seeing the manic look in her eyes.

He managed to get out a few words through his grunts, trying to let her know what was coming. “Gina, I’m going to-”

But she clearly already knew. And she didn’t give a damn. “Fuck it, inside,” she panted. “I’m so close, don’t you dare fucking pull it ou- CUMMMMMMMMMIIING!”

Gina held him so tightly he thought he was going to melt into her. Her breasts molded against his chest as their hips practically merged together. Her pussy flooded and she clamped down on him so hard he couldn’t feel where he ended, and she began. All he could feel was that blissful release washing over his body as he unloaded inside of her, filling her up with love.

And semen. Lots of semen. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies sticky and wet from exertion. He rolled off and stared up at the golden ceiling, trying to catch his breath.

Nick didn’t even have words. He was still riding that high even now. He’d given her everything he had; if his penis worked in the morning he’d be surprised.

“That… that was…”

“…Amazing…” Gina finished for him. Her voice was hollow and distant and she stared into the void with a contemplative look on her face. Then she turned to him.

“Was it… it really was?” Nick asked. He'd felt her cum, but he didn’t think… had it really been that good on the first try?

“It was different,” Gina said, turning red. She turned away. “I-I’ve never had… something like that before.”

“Well… me neither, so-”

“But I wouldn’t mind it again,” she cut him off with a shaky whisper. She stared at the wall, too ashamed to show her face after she’d let herself go like that.

“Well, if that’s the case, then next time-”

“Actually,” she cut him off again, “next time, um… can we… can we maybe use the chains?”

Gentle sex had felt good. Better than she could have imagined. And it was because it was Nick. So with that in mind, what would it feel like if Nick was even more dominating? To be chained down and played with by someone who really cared for her… that idea hit a sweet spot for Gina she didn’t even know she had.