The Fox Wants to Be Tamed (3)
A wet, heavy slap of skin on skin. Then the deep, pulsing throb of another climax — once, twice, again.
"Ah... aaaahhnn... nngh...!"
The sex I'd started with Lim Jiwoo in the early evening was still going strong well into the small hours of the morning.
But here's the thing.
I'd been trying to cultivate a bratty streak in Lim Jiwoo, and yet the only time she'd actually shown any of that energy was that brief flash right at the start. I had to give her a pass on that, though. Ever since I'd flipped her off of me and pinned her down, she'd been getting thoroughly, relentlessly fucked.
"...Nngh, haaaaaahh... hah, haaahn, nngh, nnfhh, haaaaah...!"
Considering Lim Jiwoo was still a beginner when it came to sex... no, considering she was, frankly, a hopeless amateur, it couldn't be helped. On top of that, her body was just that sensitive. By this hour, after being taken by me for this long, she'd already come more times than I could count. Which meant that far from teasing me, all she could manage was to lie there beneath me, moaning helplessly.
So if you asked whether tonight's session with Lim Jiwoo had been unsatisfying...
A thick, wet gush as I pulled out.
"H-hahh—!"
The sheer volume of cum that surged back out of her pussy the moment I withdrew was answer enough.
Extremely satisfying.
And it wasn't just inside her. My cum was smeared thick across her thighs and ass as well.
However.
My cock dropped onto her pussy under its own weight with a soft thud — and it was still rock hard. Needless to say, that wasn't because I was unsatisfied with her. And it certainly wasn't out of any consideration for Lim Jiwoo, who'd been steeped in pleasure for hours on end.
First things first.
"Hooo..."
I climbed off the bed, opened the fridge, and drained a half-liter bottle of water in one go. Then I grabbed another, came back to the bed, and held it out to her.
"Sunbae. Drink some water."
"Ahh... y-yes, yeeees..."
Let me say this again.
I hadn't stopped fucking her out of consideration, and I definitely hadn't handed her water out of the goodness of my heart. The number of times I'd come inside Lim Jiwoo over the past several hours totaled nine. Given that I could go ten times in a day, I still had one left in me — and I was giving the exhausted Lim Jiwoo water for the sake of that last round...
"...Um, Woo... Woojin-ssi."
"Yes?"
"Could you open this... o-open it for me...?"
"......"
...I'd given it to her, but after everything she'd been through, her hands had gone completely limp. She couldn't even twist the cap off the water bottle. And the way she looked at me when she asked — that expression. She seemed to find herself pathetic too, because her eyes were welling up as she gazed up at me. For a second I nearly threw away that last remaining round.
I held it in somehow.
A twist of the cap.
"Here."
"Th-thank youuu..."
I opened the bottle and handed it over. Lim Jiwoo gave me that same deep-eyed smile of hers and gulped the water down greedily. Ice-cold water, after being fucked for hours on end.
"...Haaaaaah."
I'd cranked the air conditioning down beforehand in anticipation of the vigorous activity, but there was no stopping the sweat pouring off our bodies. That sheen of moisture only made her look more glistening, more touchable — and the chill of the cold water made Lim Jiwoo shudder all over for a moment.
Meanwhile, I climbed back onto the bed and sat with my back against the headboard. As for Lim Jiwoo, who'd just finished drinking...
She was watching my face, clearly wondering what she was supposed to do next.
To that look, I said:
"Sunbae."
"Yes?"
"Mind cleaning this up for me?"
I jerked my chin toward my cock, giving her her final assignment.
"Clean... it?"
"Yes."
"Clean..."
...Did she not know what I meant by cleaning? The way she was glancing around, I wondered if she was looking for wet wipes or something.
"Lick it clean."
"Ah."
I'd said it just in case, and sure enough — she'd actually been planning to wipe it with a tissue. At least she wasn't completely clueless.
Lim Jiwoo, who'd been at the foot of the bed, came creeping toward me on all fours, slow and stealthy as a fox. That sight...
"Honestly..."
"W-what...?"
"Nothing. Never mind."
She really did look like a fox. If she'd had a tail, it would've been swaying back and forth.
Anyway.
"...I just have to l-lick it?"
"Yes."
"......"
Lim Jiwoo crawled in between my legs and stared blankly at the cock hovering right in front of her face.
For the record, Lim Jiwoo's Promotion Desire was currently sitting at High. I hadn't lowered it from Very High during the session — it had just been at High since before we'd even met up today.
If it had been at Very High, she probably wouldn't have been able to pull that amateurish teasing from earlier. Which meant she was still capable of thinking — and that thinking led her to the realization that the provocation she'd planned for tonight had, for all intents and purposes, been a failure.
If things ended like this, she wasn't going to get a proper score.
And knowing how sharp Lim Jiwoo was, she had to realize that this "cleanup" was her last chance.
Which is why...
Even with her own juices and my cum slathered all over it, Lim Jiwoo didn't hesitate. She dragged her tongue up the length of my cock in one long, filthy lick.
About two weeks ago, she'd licked my cock the first time we'd done this too — but the circumstances then and now were completely different. Back then she'd been out of her mind. Now she still had some of her wits about her. Back then there'd been nothing on it. Now it was coated in her own slick and my cum. Back then it had been before we'd had sex. Now it was after we'd gone at it for hours.
All those subtle differences stacked up, and they made the Lim Jiwoo in front of me look far more obscene than she had that first time.
It's hard to put into exact words, but there's a particular kind of filthy expression that only a woman who knows can wear. Of course, I couldn't say Lim Jiwoo knew as much as Han Minah did — but especially tonight, after being fucked for hours, there was a concentrated, distilled quality to her.
She caught the head between her lips. She stuck her tongue out just enough to lick from the base all the way up to the tip. She took the head deep into her mouth and sucked hard. Watching her like that, I found my hand settling on top of her head before I even realized it.
"Mmmnph..."
On any other occasion, I probably would've pushed down and driven my cock straight into her throat. But there was something Lim Jiwoo needed to do right now — something she ought to understand better than anyone — so I didn't. Whether she'd picked up on that or not, I couldn't say...
...but she was being genuinely wicked about it.
Lim Jiwoo sucked my cock with a sly, fox-eyed smile aimed right up at me. She'd already "cleaned" off every last trace of her own juices and my cum. She could've taken her mouth off it by now. And yet she kept sucking, as if she was determined to make me come one more time.
However.
"Pwahhh..."
Just blindly making me come wasn't part of her plan.
"Haaaah... hah, haaaaah..."
Lim Jiwoo let my cock slip from her mouth and dragged things out, pretending she needed to catch her breath. But she was sharp, as always. Even as she caught her breath, she refused to leave my cock alone. She wrapped her saliva-slick hand around it and started stroking, the wet sound of it filling the room.
"...Hah. Woojin-ssi's cock is twitching."
I said she was sharp. The reason I could evaluate her so quickly — this sudden switch from sucking to fondling it with her hand — was because I could already tell exactly what she was about to do next.
She stroked the spit-slick shaft up and down, and then she suddenly let go and flicked the tip of her finger against my urethra.
And then.
"Heheh—"
That fox-eyed smile.
From there, Lim Jiwoo treated my cock like a toy she was playing with. She'd flutter her tongue over just the head, then pull away. She'd gently rub the tip with her fingertip. She'd suck greedily, then suddenly blow a puff of air across the head.
"Haaaah..."
"Ah, Woojin-ssi. Are you about to come?"
"...Yeah."
"Heeeehnn..."
Every single thing Lim Jiwoo did was designed to piss a man off. Just a little more — if she'd just go a little harder, I'd come. I was right there, and then she'd stop at the exact last second.
This kind of behavior was one of the things I'd been trying to instill in her — classic Brat behavior.
But there was one thing she needed to keep in mind.
I grabbed her.
"Aauuuph—!!"
If all she enjoyed was tormenting me, that wouldn't make her a Brat. That'd put her closer to a sadist. What I wanted from Lim Jiwoo was this: sexually provoke me. Get pinned down or put in her place for it. And because she'd wanted that punishment in the first place, feel pleasure even as she took it. And that pleasure-drunk look of hers would be so goddamn hot it'd make a man fuck her even harder.
In other words — a fox, purpose-built to enchant men.
"Nngph—! nngph, hauph, nngh, aauuph, khh, haauuph, nngph, nnguuuph...!!"
See?
Even while I had her by the head and was using her mouth like a fleshlight, forcing my cock down her throat — before long she got so worked up that she started sucking even more eagerly on her own. Her lips sealed tight around the shaft. She pushed my cock as deep into her throat as it would go. And her tongue never stopped moving.
But even then, the most important thing was still Lim Jiwoo's face.
"Aauuuph, hah... hah, aauuph... haauph, nnguuph, keh, haauuph—!"
Panting hard. Sucking with everything she had. Occasionally coughing when I hit the back of her throat. All that rough treatment had tears welling thick in Lim Jiwoo's eyes — one even rolled down her cheek. And yet through all of it, her gaze never left my face.
Those fox-like features. Those tears. That stare.
All of it came together, and then I gripped her head so she couldn't pull away, pressed the head of my cock right against the entrance of her throat, and came hard.
"Nnguuuuuuph—!"
"Hooo..."
"Nnguuu..."
While she sat there trying to figure out what to do with the cum pumping into her mouth, Lim Jiwoo couldn't swallow or spit — her cheeks puffed out slightly as my load filled her. And I still had a light hold on her head, making sure she couldn't escape.
In the end, Lim Jiwoo squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed every last drop in several gulps before I finally let her go.
And I don't know what kind of instinct this was, but...
"Aaahhh..."
"......"
Lim Jiwoo opened her mouth wide, tears still glistening in her eyes, and showed me that she'd swallowed it all — that her mouth was empty.
If she was going this far...
"...Well done, sunbae."
...I supposed I could give her a three.