Chapter 668
Chapter 668
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 668
Chapter Title: Bizarre Date (3)
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1.
From Si-woo's perspective first.
To lay a perfect smokescreen for Rinne, he had to completely conquer Dorothy.
From Dorothy's perspective next.
She was willing to help out, but she had to resist to avoid putting on a shameful display in front of Rinne.
And on top of that, this battle was a rematch for Dorothy as well.
A chance to settle the score for the humiliation of having to moo like a cow during their first time together.
The humiliation of having her backdoor breached without permission while she was asleep.
To be honest, her previous defeat had been the result of Shin Si-woo's petty cheating combined with Dorothy's inexperience—it being her first time with a man.
As proof, during her threesome with Lurye, she had reached climax but hadn't been left so utterly wrecked that it scarred her pride.
Judging from those factors, she had reasonably solid grounds for confidence.
Naturally, they split the attack turns into 20-minute intervals each.
The rematch kicked off in the same format as before, and Dorothy seized the initiative.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
A white hand slathered thickly with fragrant oil gripped his cock like it was wrapping it in a vise.
But it wasn't the standard grip used for a handjob.
She curved her index and middle fingers like hooks, rubbing the ridge of his glans back and forth through the gap.
If she'd done this dry, the friction heat would have hit first, but Dorothy's hand was absolutely slick with oil right now.
So her touch freely targeted the sensitive glans without any discomfort.
Dorothy pressed right up against Si-woo's back, her breasts squishing into him as she whispered in his ear.
"How's my hand pussy feel?"
Sweet, hot breath puffed against his earlobe.
"A little loose."
"Why do guys love putting on such a front? I can see your hips twitching because you want to thrust~."
She was right.
This was pure, maddening teasing.
Dorothy was deliberately holding back from giving him any real stimulation.
Just the barest edge of pleasure reached his glans as it slipped through the gaps in her loose grip.
A faint tickle of stimulation that felt like it'd take at least half a day to build to ejaculation.
As his mental arousal swelled, the lack of substantial physical input made his whole body grow hypersensitive, craving more.
At this point, he could even vividly feel the sharp points of Dorothy's nipples pressing into his back.
-Squelch! Squelch! Slurrrp!
"How's that~? Want me to squeeze a little harder?"
Her hand pussy flicked back and forth with cheeky wrist snaps, but the stimulation was still frustratingly inadequate.
Dorothy pressed her lips right up to his ear again and whispered.
"If I just gripped down a little right now, it'd feel amazing. Right? Be a good boy, and I can do it right~ now."
"......"
She still had that sadistic big-sis side to her.
Did she turn into a succubus the moment she shed her nun's habit?
Even ignoring her, she kept tossing out sweet temptations endlessly.
"Cum plenty in my hand pussy first, and I'll give you a nice, slippery titfuck with these~. Just lie back, and sis will dance on top for you. A super~ erotic dance for adults only? Still gonna be stubborn?"
"It's already been 15 minutes. You sure you're okay?"
Dorothy's hand came to an abrupt halt.
He didn't need to turn around to know what expression she was making.
Probably the face of a gourmet eyeing a fresh piece of sashimi wriggling on the cutting board.
"Fine. I'll be generous."
Dorothy slyly released Si-woo's cock and pressed her index finger and thumb together to form a tight circle.
A slippery onahole made of flesh, glistening with precum and oil, right up against his glans.
"If you wanna feel good, just move your hips yourself."
She said it like she was granting a huge favor, but it really meant shake your hips like a monkey if you want pleasure.
If he did, Si-woo would lose the initiative in one fell swoop after tossing aside his pride first.
He knew that rationally.
But after enduring the world's most blissful tit assault on his back, his cock had only gotten the barest teasing.
And that tight little circle formed by her fingers looked so damn appetizing.
"If you just thrust five little times, I'll do everything I mentioned earlier~."
"......"
Back when he was still a virgin, Si-woo never could have resisted this.
Escape this frustrating tease and blow a nice load in her hand.
Let those massive tits wipe up and revive his weary cock, then enjoy a full cowgirl show from zero to hero?
What did pride or plans matter compared to that?
Even the fact that enduring five more minutes would hand him a free-use Dorothy pass didn't register.
Dorothy really was a powerhouse.
Without dirty tricks like the 'Desert Water Bottle Operation' last time, a pure caress battle would have ended in Si-woo's defeat.
"Fuuu...."
Even so, Si-woo mustered desperate endurance to overcome the temptation.
Thanks to biting his tongue hard enough to make it numb.
"Hmm~ Good boy, good boy. I was being too naughty, huh?"
Even with her first plan failing, Dorothy showed no discouragement whatsoever.
She slithered around to Si-woo's front like a snake coiling a tree and knelt before his heaving cock.
Then she lifted her heavy breasts with both hands and parted them just a bit.
"A reward for the boy who endured so well. I'll do it with my tits, special service."
-Slurp!
No need to even ask for consent.
Those perfect tits, massive yet defying gravity, completely engulfed his monster cock.
After endless teasing, this sudden shift in tactics?
Si-woo panicked at first, thinking it was a tactical blunder on Dorothy's part—but he quickly realized it was no mistake. A meticulously calculated combo move.
-Squish! Slurp! Streeeetch!
"How's that? Feel your hips trembling?"
"Urk!"
Dorothy pressed her tits together hard with both hands.
The gorgeous mounds clung to his entire shaft while delivering insane tit pressure.
Even slathered in oil, the firm, plump sensation refused to fade.
This was Dorothy's strategy.
Use pacing to lull him into lowering his guard, then yank out his load in one go.
A lethal strike against his already hypersensitive cock.
"How's it feel using such pretty, huge tits like a sex toy?"
Any soft tit valley like this would grant nirvana even if squeezed full force—but Dorothy wasn't satisfied there.
-Squish! Squish! Squish!
She shook them up and down like jumping rope, stroking fast from glans to root.
-Sluuuuurp! Sluuuuurp!
"Rubbing you like this feels good, right~?"
And then she twisted her tits like sponges, spinning them left and right...
One moment of carelessness, and his balls-deep load would gift Dorothy a pretty pearl necklace.
"It's all puffy and swollen~ Looks so pitiful. Where do you wanna cum?"
"......"
"Tell me~ Gonna splurt splurt all over my tits like this?"
Dorothy's finishing move.
She jiggled those milk tanks—big enough to feed octuplets—back and forth.
The ripple alone sent mind-melting waves of soft pleasure crashing over him.
"Or on my face? I hate that, honestly... but if you want it, I'll allow it."
Her hands kept busy while she gazed up with an innocent expression, like she had no idea what she was doing.
Pure as a saint experiencing this for the first time.
Just as his urethra filled to the midpoint with thick cum...
"Time's up!"
Si-woo yanked his cock free in a flash.
"Huff... huff..."
He'd endured.
He'd nearly died for real.
His legs still trembled, the lingering 'squish-squish' sensation of her tits haunting him.
"Too bad. Ten more seconds..."
Dorothy sucked her thumb wistfully before sprawling languidly on the sheets.
"Your turn to devour me now."
She'd lost first strike and it was time to be on the receiving end, yet Dorothy lounged there utterly at ease.
Unless something unexpected happened, her caress level was several cuts above Si-woo's.
Rock-solid confidence backed her leisure.
After zoning out for a while to pull himself together, Si-woo approached Dorothy.
"Go ahead, do whatever you~ want."
Dorothy flashed a grin as Si-woo closed his eyes briefly, deep in thought.
"Alright. Stand up for now."
"Let's see how impressive it gets."
Her confidence didn't stem from that alone.
Dorothy taking first strike was another key advantage.
After tormenting him that much, blood would be rushing south hard.
No matter how gentle the guy, that much buildup led to hasty lunges.
And desperate, sloppy caresses like that meant she'd feel nothing even if he went for her rear.
"Hoo~ Quite the gentleman."
But Si-woo defied Dorothy's expectations.
Instead, he wrapped an arm gently around her waist with a coaxing touch and cradled the back of her neck softly.
"A kiss? How romantic."
Unlike what she'd anticipated, Si-woo started with a kiss.
A leisurely lip-lock that didn't even qualify as foreplay—Dorothy smiled indulgently as their mouths met.
His tongue roamed every corner of her mouth.
"Slurp... smooch... haa... smooch..."
A minute passed. Two. Three.
Si-woo still hadn't laid a single finger on the rest of Dorothy's body, just kept kissing.
"Mmu... smoo... chu..."
This wasn't some half-assed, showy kiss to rush past before foreplay.
Their tongues tangled endlessly, swapping saliva, exchanging breaths in a slow, deliberate ritual that repeated over and over.
"Slurrrp... chu... hmm..."
Five minutes. Ten.
He never got rough. Never groped her secret spots.
His thick tongue rolled over hers.
Licking every nook and cranny like savoring the taste.
Gently nipping her upper lip, playfully nibbling her tongue tip.
What the hell is this.
That was when Dorothy started feeling flustered.
Something was off.
Her ears had been thumping with a pounding sound for a while now—and when she focused, she realized it was her own heartbeat.
The prickling tickle stirring in her belly.
Her usually ironclad secret garden had gotten slick without her noticing.
She realized it far too late.
The moment she did, her breath grew ragged and her heart clenched tight.
"Slurp... hmm... fuum..."
15 minutes passed.
No demands for more. No shoving his lust forward. Just this endlessly loving French kiss.
A secure warmth that made her never want to pull away, a bubbling urge to act spoiled.
Her mind started to fuzz over.
Why did this feel so lewd?
Why was her body heating up, leaving her so restless?
Why did mere tongue contact send electric thrills stabbing into her lower belly?
She thought she knew the reason.
Shin Si-woo could have done anything to her.
But he didn't.
Instead, with cherishing touches and patient consideration, he prioritized this kiss over his own desires.
Even if it was all calculated, it didn't matter.
Her frozen innocence melted like sticky raspberry syrup.
She wanted to dive willingly into that sweet trap.
"Time's up."
"Haa..."
After a full 20 minutes of kissing, his gentle voice rang out.
Dorothy felt a sharp pang—20 minutes had flown by in an instant, and she couldn't stay nestled in his arms any longer.
"This... this is cheating..."
Her legs wobbled, her eyes glazed with raw thirst.
Each frantic heartbeat made her lower belly throb, while a clear trickle ran down one thigh.
"How am I supposed to beat something like this..."
Her face flushed crimson like autumn leaves, she shyly pushed out her lips.
She looked plenty primed to be on the receiving end of some torment.
Since time immemorial, it was the sun's rays—not the wind—that made the traveler shed his coat.