The Scissors' Grip
The quiet studio apartment of Kang Dahyun. She lay on the bed in her one-room flat, moaning softly, while I straddled her thighs. Her light-brown skin gleamed under the dim light, bra discarded, only panties remaining. In front of my eyes, those caramel breasts swayed like pudding, crowned with cherry-blossom-petal nipples. Plump caramel pudding topped with delicate petals. I cupped her full breasts with both hands. The soft, yielding sensation filled my palms completely, drawing an involuntary smile from me.
Kang Dahyun was currently pinned by sleep paralysis, unable to so much as twitch a finger. On top of that, with me pressing down on her, her expression looked distinctly frustrated. "Nnngh... Move... Get off..."
Before I knew it, my index fingers had settled on both of her nipples. Like operating a game controller, they began to circle and tease the sensitive buds. The pink peaks shifted obediently under my fingertips. I could feel my cock hardening rapidly inside my pants. "Hnn... ngh..."
Kang Dahyun lay trapped beneath me, unable to move even a single finger. She tried desperately to shift her body, but only managed faint tremors. Her breasts filled my hands as I looked down, drinking in the sight of her body. I still remembered the surprise when I had lifted the blanket earlier. Kang Dahyun sleeping in nothing but black panties. When her light-brown skin had been revealed, a gasp of admiration had escaped me. Her perfectly proportioned figure. Flawless, smooth skin. That milky-coffee complexion radiating a subtle sensuality. And now that very body lay pinned beneath me.
My index fingers continued their playful torment of her nipples. "Nngh... Get lost... Fuck..." Swear words began slipping from Kang Dahyun's lips. Whether it was pure frustration or fear at seeing what she thought was a ghost, I couldn't tell. Meanwhile, feeling my fully erect cock straining against my pants, I decided I was ready.
I released her breasts and stood up. Now I towered over her, her slender waist framed between my legs. "Hoo..." I exhaled hot breath and pulled down my zipper. When I lowered my pants and underwear together, my massively swollen cock sprang free. Reaching into my pocket, I retrieved the bottle of lubricant. Then I shoved my half-lowered pants and underwear the rest of the way down.
Looking down at the paralyzed Kang Dahyun, I squeezed lubricant into my left palm and began stroking it thickly over my shaft. She lay there like a beast caught in a snare, completely unable to move. The only motion she could manage was faint, involuntary twitching. Sweat had already begun to bead across her entire body. The sight of her light-brown skin glistening with moisture, trembling slightly, almost looked like she was trying to seduce me.
I bent down and hooked my fingers into the black panties that barely covered her most intimate place. Slowly, I peeled them down. Soon her delicate folds were revealed, a beautiful pink like a blooming flower. A strained sound escaped Kang Dahyun. "Nngh... F-fuck... Get away... Hnn..."
I ignored her curses lightly. As I pulled her panties all the way off, I admired the elegant line of her legs. Her smooth thighs were neither too plump nor too thin, perfectly proportioned. That graceful taper from thigh to slender ankle was her greatest charm. By the time I finished appreciating her, the black panties had slipped past her ankles and were completely removed.
I knelt on the bed and lifted her legs with both arms, settling into position. Her beautiful legs were now hooked over my hips, dangling limply behind me. I moved forward on my knees. With each advance, her legs spread wider, bringing her entrance closer. Her thighs rested on mine, her pink folds now positioned directly in front of my throbbing cock.
Kang Dahyun remained motionless. Through the thighs draped over mine, I could feel faint trembling as she tried to resist, but it was useless. All she could do was spit out irritated words in a strained voice. "Get... Get off... Nngh... You... bastard..."
"Hoo..." Of course, her voice barely registered through my heated ears. If anything, her frustrated tone only excited me further. "Come to think of it, I always seem to hear her sounding annoyed..." Whenever we met, she treated me with barely concealed irritation. Though, to be fair, our encounters were never normal. Every time we met through a quest, she ended up annoyed because of me. Still, there were moments when she smiled kindly or showed a gentler side. When chatting with her friend in class, or talking to her boyfriend, she always wore a bright, happy smile.
Knowing it was pointless, I spoke to the paralyzed Kang Dahyun anyway. Since she saw me as some kind of ghost, I felt no hesitation. "Hey, Dahyun. Smile for me a little..."
"F-fuck... My name... How dare..." She couldn't even speak properly. I exhaled hot breath and stroked her thighs with both hands. Smooth, flawless skin. Whether natural or carefully maintained, not a single blemish marred her complexion. In the darkened studio, her skin glowed softly in the light filtering through the curtains. Even her pink folds seemed to shimmer faintly before my lowered gaze.
Because her entrance sat a little too low for easy penetration, I slid my hands to her hips and lifted her slightly. Her body hung limp and powerless. Now her folds were perfectly aligned with my erect cock. Those pink petals looked like a beautifully blooming flower, glowing softly in the moonlight that seeped through the curtains. Like a bee drawn to nectar, my cock slowly approached her glistening entrance.
Kang Dahyun's face was slightly scrunched, one eye squeezed shut. She seemed to have realized what I was about to do to her defenseless body. "Nngh... Don't... Don't... Hnn..."
With a wet sound, my thoroughly lubricated cock slid smoothly into her folds despite her weak protests. Warm, soft flesh enveloped my shaft. I couldn't help but moan at the pleasant sensation. Without thinking, I spoke to her. "Dahyun... Does it feel good?"
"Nngh... Pull out... Pull it out... You bastard... Hnn!"
As she continued to voice her displeasure, I thrust deeper without hesitation, no longer bothering to listen. Already struggling to speak, Kang Dahyun's words broke into irregular fragments every time I drove my hips forward. "S-stop... Hnn... You... bastard... Nngh!"
She tried to say something, but her words kept cutting off with each thrust. It was strangely amusing. Smiling, I began moving my hips without restraint. Her beautiful legs, hooked over my thighs, dangled limply, bouncing with every movement. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled the quiet room.
Soft, pleasurable sensations traveled up my lower body. I moved my hands higher, left gripping her waist, right cupping one breast. The elegant curve of her waist. The breast that perfectly filled my palm. Kang Dahyun's body transmitted itself through my hands.
While thrusting steadily, I glanced around her studio apartment. It was much larger and cleaner than I'd expected. This was the space where Kang Dahyun slept and woke every day. Her most private sanctuary. And I had invaded it. Not only that, I was buried deep inside the most intimate part of her beautiful body. I was an uninvited guest, an intruder, yet that fact only heightened my excitement.
"Aah... No... Hnn! Pull out... Pull it out!" I gripped her waist tighter with my left hand while my right index finger teased her nipple in circles. It had already stiffened slightly. Whether my imagination or not, her insides seemed to be growing wetter as well. I moved my left hand lower and began rubbing her clit with my thumb.
Kang Dahyun continued to force out strained words. I teased her with a mocking tone. "Hnn... Your nipples... They're getting hard, aren't they?"
I continued ravishing her body without pause. During our basic psychology class, I had always stolen glances at her. It wasn't entirely my fault. She was simply too beautiful to ignore. That was why I had looked up the shopping site where she modeled. And she seemed to know how attractive she was. Kang Dahyun always dressed to accentuate her figure. "Or maybe she just really likes fashion..."
The caramel-colored body swaying before me. The soft breast filling my hand. Her slightly furrowed brow. The curses spilling from her plump lips. Everything about her excited me. Strength surged into my hips as I began thrusting faster and harder. The wet, rhythmic sounds grew more intense.
"Aah! Stop... Hnn! Stop it... Nngh! You... bastard... Hnn!" As I pounded into her more roughly, her words broke apart even more frequently. I could feel her clit stiffening slightly under my thumb. I moved my left hand back up to squeeze her breast again. With both hands now gripping her plump breasts, I thrust with all my strength. My swollen cock plunged in and out of her pink folds. Kang Dahyun's face remained scrunched as she forced out broken words.
Kang Dahyun was trapped in sleep paralysis, unable to move even a finger, her voice barely audible. If she hadn't been paralyzed... It would have been complete chaos. She would have resisted fiercely and screamed loudly. Thanks to the quest forcing her into this state, I was able to violate her without any real resistance. Whenever she tried to gather strength to move, her body only twitched faintly. The sight of powerless Kang Dahyun reminded me of a small animal caught in a snare.
Squeezing her breasts with both hands, I released deep inside the most intimate part of her light-brown body. "Hnn..." In that moment, strength drained from my limbs and I collapsed onto her. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest, her smooth skin touching mine everywhere. And then... "Nngh... Fuck... It's suffocating... Get off..."
Her irritated voice rang in my ears. Though filled with displeasure and frustration, to me it sounded almost like a sweet lullaby. Just then, the front door creaked open. "Huh?" I looked up in surprise. A familiar voice called out. "Dahyun~ You asleep?"
It was the voice of the female student who had been sitting next to Kang Dahyun in class earlier. She stepped inside, looked around the room, and then her eyes met mine.