Midterm Common Sense (6): Mounting the Cowgirl
Geon-yul and I had only had sex about twice so far, but we'd never done it cowgirl style. The locals in this world might just shrug and say, "What's the big deal? It's just a different position," but to me, it meant a lot.
Cowgirl... means the woman has to take the lead, right?
Cowgirl—also known as woman on top—is a position where the woman actively drives the sex. It's not like missionary, where you just lie there under the guy and wiggle your hips a bit, or doggy, where you just take it like an animal until it's over.
Normal girls might love this, but...
Unfortunately, I wasn't a normal girl. I didn't really want sex in the first place—I just hoped Geon-yul would pound me from behind like a dog and empty all the cum built up in his balls. So the perks of being in control or adjusting the speed myself didn't appeal much.
More than anything... in missionary, he sees your embarrassed face; in doggy, he sees your ass and hole. Cowgirl takes it a step further.
Not only your face, but your pussy and his dick joined together right in front of his eyes.
I'd diligently learned cowgirl in sex ed class, so I wasn't worried about breaking his dick or anything, but if I said this didn't embarrass me, it'd be a lie.
As I hesitated, Geon-yul smacked my thigh with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
"What're you doing? Get over here already."
"Y-Yes! Coming right now!"
But I had no choice. If Geon-yul wanted cowgirl, I'd have to plop my ass down on top of him. If he wanted a blowjob, I'd have to suck his dick and milk out his cum.
Should've talked about positions beforehand. But bringing it up outside this steamy mood feels awkward...
Lost in thought, I tore open the condom box, pulled one out, and rolled it onto Geon-yul's dick—we'd learned how in class, even if this was my first time for real. I spread my legs wide and slowly climbed on top.
...By the way, isn't three condoms too few?
"Um, are three enough?"
"Huh? How many times do you wanna go?"
"N-No! It's not that I want a lot—Master's stamina is just so amazing, and you said you'd cum as much as possible this time..."
"Pfft, don't worry. There's another box."
"Ahaha, good."
Not using a condom doesn't automatically mean pregnancy. If Geon-yul suddenly decided to knock me up, my belly would swell right then, but that wouldn't happen. The exam required condoms to accurately score the guy's ejaculation volume and frequency—measuring it precisely for points.
In that sense, starting with a blowjob might've cost a few points.
But long-term, it wasn't bad. Geon-yul's stamina was insane. One shot wouldn't faze him. If I hadn't drained him with my mouth... we might've gone cowgirl all night until I collapsed and couldn't walk for days.
"W-Well then..."
Gulp.
I swallowed hard and bent my knees. Positioning his body between my spread legs in a squat, I rubbed my outer labia against his glans.
Splash, splash!
Even after the cleanup blowjob, my pussy leaked fluids endlessly like Cowper's precum, splashing as they met.
His firm glans contrasted with my soft pussy lips. The thought of bending further and letting his dick pierce my cervix sent chills down my spine—I couldn't even imagine the pleasure.
"Pfft, you teasing me right now?"
"Huh?"
"Girls spread their pussies and beg before guys thrust in—you looked like you were trying that."
"N-No way. I was just..."
"Then..."
Smack—!
"Eek♡"
...What was that? My ass felt like it was on fire for a second. I didn't need to look—Geon-yul's hand had spanked it.
"S-Sorry...!"
I knew why he'd hit me. I stopped hesitating and bent my legs more. It was pure fear, not teasing—unfair.
"Hng, hnnngh..."
"How long you gonna take to put it all in?"
"I-It's..."
"Like this! All at once."
"Hiiiyaah!"
Just the tip inside, and I was whining—he must've lost patience. Geon-yul grabbed my waist with both hands and yanked me down to the hilt. The onahole sensation made me moan loudly.
This feels kinda dangerous...
"Hoo, hoo."
"D-Deep, too deep...!"
"How deep?"
"Your dick, the glans, it's past pounding my cervix... prying into the entrance... it's baby-making, but the dick wants to rest there instead of a baby..."
"That line was hot. You rehearse it?"
"Huh? W-What did I just say...?"
I was blurting whatever came to mind without knowing. I kept the polite speech, but the shock nearly blacked me out.
This is dangerous...!
Missionary and doggy never went this deep. Was Geon-yul holding back? Probably not—just me on top made it deeper.
I brushed my dripping hair behind my ears, impaled and frozen, adjusting to the hot, hard pillar filling my gut.
Zakkomi was real...?
Adapting bit by bit, I readjusted my hips, caught my breath, and forced a sultry voice for a scripted line.
"Master's dick is all inside me♡"
"How's it feel as a dick warmer case?"
"D-Dick warmer case?"
This guy watches too much hentai!
"A dick case for Master comes with auto-warming! Deeper inside, there's a portable cum storage called the womb?"
...Not like I can talk.
"Then, time to start..."
"Y-Yes! Starting auto-dick jerk for Master! Grab masochist bitch Chae-a's waist tight! Service commencing!"
"Whoa, lol, I'm gonna cum just from that? You memorize lines like this for sex every day?"
That stung a bit. Like I want to—we agreed on the lewdest talk beforehand for good scores in videos or assignments. He knows, yet calls me a pervert obsessed with dirty thoughts?
Obviously acting, but...
Not great mood. Felt like punishing him. A lesson. Perfect chance in cowgirl—woman on top.
His dick wasn't easy, but if I controlled the pace, I had a shot. Squeeze hard, bounce, stop when he nears edge. I knew the agony of edging as a former guy.
Alright, my pussy'll teach this arrogant dick a lesson.
I smiled sweetly.
"Yes, my head's full of thoughts to sexually satisfy Master."
Squelch—!
Sticky juices stretched as his thick rod slid slowly out of my pussy. How this monster hid in my small body without a trace—still amazing every time.
"Haaang... hngh... ahn...!"
"Good girl, pussy, keep going!"
"Ohhoook♡"
Geon-yul's dick was about 25cm. Good thing my pussy was deep enough. Otherwise, no way.
But taking it in and pulling it out myself were different beasts. I pulled out about 12cm—aimed for just the tip, but that was arrogant.
"Haa, haa, putting it back in..."
"Too slow, no?"
"Huh?"
"I gave you cowgirl to make me comfy, not you."
"...Master?"
Pang—!
"Hyaaak?!"
No more talk—Geon-yul gripped my waist and slammed me to the root. Familiar, but...
Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Th-This! It's weird! Haaang♡"
"Feels just like using an onahole lying down..."
"N-Not onahole! Master's bitch! P-Please let me serve myself!"
Geon-yul used my waist like an onahole. Light compared to my tits and ass, plus his super strength—he handled me easily.
Supposed to be woman-led cowgirl, yet gripped and toyed with like a sex tool. Dignity stripped—humiliating, but thrilling.
Treating a person... a friend... like an object...!
Didn't last. His arms tired, and it hurt me. But those pistons etched a lesson in my brain.
"Chae-a."
"Y-Yes?"
"Don't try to beat Master like a scrub."
"......"
"Master's always above you."
"......Yes."
Hearing that, impaled on his dick, I leaked a bit of pee. Not needing to go—just happened.
Not incontinence... is this...?
"Scared, Chae-a?"
"N-No."
"Then why leak piss? On Master's stomach."
"Sorry, really..."
"Fine. Warm and nice. But dirty—clean it up first, then how'll you atone?"
His order—I leaned to lick, but impossible even flexible. Fingered it off instead.
"I'll atone..."
"How?"
"A bitch born with a pussy dared try to beat her superior-dicked Master. And as a pussy-only bitch, I'll atone with my pussy."
"...Your head's nothing but dirty thoughts, huh?"
No answer—I smirked lewdly, pulled his dick out a few cm. Then shook my ass faster, rougher, more obscene than when he used me like an onahole.
"Kgh... yeah, fuck, that's it!"
"Master, hold my hand, hand!"
"More dirty talk!"
"Dunno, brain's white... can't think..."
"Before hands, milk those huge cow tits first?"
"Huh?"
Squeeze—!
Ignored my hand, kneaded my tits mercilessly. Still pistoning, no resistance—watched white milk spray from my hard nipples.
"Whoa, pussy's tightening more suddenly?"
"Hngt—! N-Nipples sensitive, you pinched, got excited..."
"More then?"
"......Yes♡"
By now, acting faded. Instinct and lust ruled—brains empty. Mine: make this man cum. His: cum in my pussy.
Edging forgotten after onahole treatment.
"Areola and nipple together, streeetch—!"
"G-Gently! Pulling rough like that is too...!"
"Dunno, Chae-a. Eating your milk's got me horny. Gonna fill your womb with mine—okay?"
Condom blocked womb, no complaints. I looked down at Geon-yul—cutely baby-like playing with my nipples—and smiled lewdly.
"Cum all inside me."
With that, he stopped, clasped our hands tight, fingers interlocked.
Hand-holding sex? Not lovers—what's this? Feeling his grip's male strength anew, I trembled as he erupted fiercely—condom or not, shocking my womb.
"Hek, hek, heee..."
"Ugh, condom's full. Kinda sucks."
He pulled out; I rolled to his side. He knotted the condom, placed it on my belly.
"Cum-filled condom..."
No big feeling. Kinda hated him. First time using after bareback—missed the raw pleasure. Thin barrier, huge difference. No hot cum battering my womb—regret.
...Wait, what am I thinking?
No time to freak at my rawdog-loving slut thoughts—Geon-yul shoved his dick in my mouth.
"Mmph, mm, mmmgh..."
My mouth, used to his dick, auto-cleanup-fellatio'd. Cum-swap saliva-coated, he donned another condom battle armor.
...Wait.
"Already?"
"Yeah, gotta keep going."
Night's young. Five condoms left.