Tug of War
Smack— slurp— sliiirp— slurp— smack— smack—
We kissed hard and deep for a long time without a word. Sua wound her tongue around mine and matched me with soft, yielding pressure. I slid my hand down and seized her breast over her bra. She didn't stop me. If anything, she wrapped one arm around my neck and pressed her chest even tighter against me.
My cock was already swollen to its fullest.
Slurp— sliiirp— slurp— slurp—
As our tongues tangled, saliva—whose, I couldn't have said—ran from the corner of Sua's mouth and slipped down into the cleft of her cleavage.
"Pwah!.... Haa... haa... haa..."
She looked at my cock with an utterly lewd expression.
"...Huu... huaa.... Take it out and suck it."
"Haa.... haa... Yes...."
With slightly unfocused eyes, Sua yanked my pants and underwear down in one motion and freed my cock. It bobbed in front of her face, thick and imposing. She sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped her hand around it.
Hwuup—
She took me straight into her mouth. A playful impulse seemed to seize her; she simply held me there, staring up at me without moving. Sua had a growing habit of dragging things in the direction she wanted. And I knew it.
"Suck it properly!!"
I wasn't playing along. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my cock all the way to her throat the way I did with her sister. I felt it catch against the back of her throat, but I pushed through until a little more of it slipped past.
"Ghk..... kkh...."
Her throat trembled as she clutched my thighs with both hands and tried to shove me off, but the force of my hand on her head was far stronger. Spit overflowed from her lips.
Drip—
Cloudy saliva kept spilling from the corners of her mouth.
"Kkh...."
Unable to breathe, her face flushed red, and the strength in her arms steadily failed.
"Kwak Sua. Start sucking again."
She began to move her head quietly back and forth. But there was a sulk in it—she was sucking halfheartedly. True to form, the moment things stopped going her way, she let the resentment show.
"If you can't make me come, you'll be sucking me off all day."
Even then she kept at it in that dull, flat way, but I decided to wait her out. I wasn't the one in a hurry.
Five minutes or so passed. Sua tried to pull off for a moment, but my hand wouldn't let her. Another five minutes, and her jaw must have started to ache—she mumbled something. I ignored her.
Time wore on, and at last she began to suck properly. Maybe she'd decided that finishing me off was the smarter play.
"Chup... slurp.... slurp...."
But only for a little while. Her jaw gave out again, and the force of her suction went limp.
"What the hell? You're a total amateur."
Flinch—
Her whole body jerked. Her jaw was spent, but I could feel her grinding her teeth and forcing the strength back into it. Sua was furious. She'd thought she could steer this however she wanted, but the terms of their original arrangement had locked her into a position she couldn't overturn. What stung worse was being called an amateur.
She wasn't supposed to be bad at anything. She had always been the one on top.
The women in porn who rubbed a man's cock with their feet and called him pathetic—that was the image Sua wanted for herself. Devouring any man she wanted, whenever she wanted.
The Junwoo she'd written off as easy had come on far harder than expected. There was no room left to play coy.
Pop—
I pulled her off my cock.
"I'm not even getting anything out of this... Forget it. At least Sujeong could make me come."
Sparks leapt in Sua's eyes.
"I can make you come."
"Forget it. I just got some and it was nothing special."
I pushed her away as if baiting her.
"I was just adjusting... I can do it too...!!!"
Watching her grit her teeth and fight back, I smiled.
"Then take your panties off and lie down on the bed."
"I can do it properly, really!!!"
Cornered against the edge, Sua dug in with everything she had. But contrary to what she was thinking, I had no intention of putting it in.
"Take them off."
A hard command. Sua slowly lowered her panties. Her eyes glared daggers at me, but she was obeying.
"You used to be the most obedient one. Was that just an act?"
By then her panties were off. She lay back on the bed with one hand covering her most private place, lips pressed tight, never taking her eyes off me.
I stepped up between her legs, cock swaying, and tapped the hand covering her with the tip—tap, tap.
"I... I don't want to!! At least put a condom on!!"
"So if there's a condom, I can put it in however I want?"
"You're going to do whatever you want anyway..!"
"Move your hand. Whatever you're worried about isn't going to happen."
"...Y-yes??"
I simply brushed her covering hand aside.
"W-wait...!!!!!"
Forced open, a beautiful pink slit came into view. A little hair above, clean and bare below—her pussy filled my eyes. Sua glared up at me with tears welling, her hands straining, but she couldn't cover herself again. I was already between her thighs; pushing with her legs wasn't enough.
She had no choice but to turn her face away. Tears of some unreadable kind spilled from her eyes.
Her pussy wasn't wet. There had been none of the forwardness she'd shown before. Completely off her script.
"So being forced doesn't turn you on. Is that it?"
"I... I don't know."
"Still using polite speech, though?"
She ignored me and tried to twist her body this way and that.
"Hold still!!!"
I pinned her thighs with mine and lined my cock up squarely against her.
"Nngh..!!!.... Wait...!!!! Put... putting it in....!!!"
I had no intention of putting it in. Call it a thighjob, a grind—I was only going to rub the shaft of my cock along the cleft of her pussy.
She felt me touch her, but instead of pushing inside I dragged myself up and down. A puzzled look crossed her face as she glanced down at herself.
Shhk— shhk— shhk— shhk— shhk— shhk—
The dry sound of flesh rubbing flesh, no wetness yet.
"Th-this... what... is this?"
I said nothing and kept grinding my cock over her pussy. Looking down at Sua—eyes wet with tears, the expression of a girl being raped—I was intensely aroused, but it was still too early to corrupt her completely. My goal was to make her collapse on her own, so for now I meant only to push her to the edge of wanting it inside her.
I ignored her words and kept rubbing.
Shhk— shhk— shhk— shhk— shhk—
Whenever the head of my cock dragged over her clit, her thighs twitched and her body shuddered. Excitement was starting to climb in her, too. She stayed still, but her pussy had begun to gleam with slickness.
Squelch— squelch— squelch— squelch—
Now the wet, lubricated sounds of her cunt filled the air.
"Pfft..!! Rubbing you like this gets you going after all?"
"Th-that's... because you're rubbing it....nnngh..!!!"
Still defiant—but her tone had softened compared to before. She needed a little more heat.
Squelch— shlick— shlick— schlick— schlick—
The sounds turned shameless. Juices poured from her without pause, soaking the sheets. I'd long since let go of her hands, and she still wasn't covering herself. Confidence settled in me. Her cheeks were slowly turning red.
It was a beautiful pussy, one I wanted badly to bury myself in—but for the sake of a thorough corruption, I had to stop.
Schlick— shhk— shhk— shh—
I stopped grinding and pulled my cock away from her. Sticky fluid clung in strings along the shaft.
"...Eh?"
All the resistance from earlier had vanished. The sudden stop made her look up at me.
"I don't really feel like it. I'm leaving."
"No, wh-where are you.... e-eh?"
Watching her trip over her words in confusion and at the sheer wrongness of the turn, I was even more certain.
Work her up a few more times like this. Compress the craving. Not bad at all.
I left the room with the corner of my mouth curled into a smile at the unexpected harvest.
Sua's face was flaming red. She looked down at herself and could not hide her shock.
The feeling of being used and discarded like a rape victim—worked up to a fever pitch, then tossed aside with a casual I don't feel like it—all of it from Junwoo.
What the hell is this situation even...? ...Seriously.... what is this?
No matter how hard she thought it through, it made no sense by any normal logic. A repertoire that kept veering off course, a path that kept forking into places she didn't understand—and by the time she came to her senses, she was the one being dragged along.
He hadn't seemed excited by her body, and she'd tried every way she could to stop him, and yet it had looked for all the world like he was about to force it in.
Shame and fury surged up. Sua sat up, went to her desk, and yanked tissues out in a rough fistful. She scrubbed her wet pussy clean with hard, angry strokes and changed into a fresh pair of panties.
"...Fuck."
The face that glared back at her from the mirror was one her family had never seen. Always rational. Calm and discerning. Pretty, with a good personality. Those were the things people had always said about her.
"I'm not someone who gets taken this easily..."
It was a strange sight, talking to herself like that—but it was her own room, and the bathroom inside it. There was no way the rest of the family could know.
Sua forced the anger down and sat at her desk again. The material she was studying was nothing she needed, really. It was already easy for her.
Friends uglier than her who couldn't study either. For Sua, who had always been above everyone else, that was simply how the world worked.
What she was actually thinking about was how, in reverse, she was going to cook Junwoo until he was soft in her hands.