Boyfriend, Excuse Me First~
Sex friends: two. Girlfriend: one. With three women to meet outside of streaming, my nights alone had become rare.
Starting from our second encounters, we'd dived into intense relationships with each of them. Among them, my secret rendezvous with Yoon Mi-na took up the biggest chunk.
At first, I was the one calling her out, but soon she started making the first moves. She'd send me sexy photos in lingerie, post her best selfies on KakaoTalk. She'd video call under the pretense of needing outfit advice, pick heart-emoji stickers to show her affection.
At this rate, who even knew who her boyfriend was anymore?
Our relationship progressed lightning-fast. She went from calling me "hey" or "Seon-woo" to "Master." Of course, that was a title she only used during ripe, mood-soaked sex. Normally, it was casual banter.
"Feels... good?"
Her voice dripped with instinctive aegyo, craving praise. We lay close, Mi-na jerking me off. Pressed against my side, her corset bra-clad tits smooshed against my ribs as she serviced me. She nipped and licked at my muscled collarbone, wedging her thigh between my legs. Her black lace panties ground subtly against me.
"Honestly, you're a bit clumsy."
Her amateurish strokes missed the sweet spots, teasing just enough to frustrate. She was great at blowjobs, but handjobs? Not so much. Mi-na averted her eyes, pouting.
"Sorry... I'm just not used to using my hands...."
"It's fine. Still gets me hard 'cause it's you. Look how stiff my dick is?"
"......♥"
I rubbed her cheek with the back of my hand, and she grinned, baring her teeth. If she had a tail, it'd be spinning like a propeller.
"You wear that lingerie for me?"
"...Yeah."
"What, Lee Jeong-su's completely out of the picture now?"
"He's whatever. More importantly... does it look good?"
"Fucking hot. Can I just fuck you like this today?"
"...Do whatever you want♥"
"Then turn around. I'll pound that pussy silly."
She dropped into all fours instantly. All this casual fucking had made her a pro at doggy. Her T-back made her peach ass pop, and she wiggled it teasingly.
Before sliding in, I flipped aside the skimpy lingerie crotch and checked. Schlick schlick♥
"Hng...♥"
Middle finger test: she was already soaked and ready, folds clenching in anticipation. Gripping wetness, puckering wrinkles—primed for cock. My dick throbbed hard too.
But no rush. I rubbed just the tip along her entrance, torturing her slit as slick dripped.
"Hng... don't tease... put it in♥"
Her ass jiggled invitingly. Sliding in now would feel amazing, but one issue: the condom on my cock. I pressed against her back, groping her corset-trapped tits.
"Mi-na."
"Yeah?♥"
"We've been at this a while. How about we ditch the condom for a creampie? Just once?"
Her muscles tensed sharply. That aegyo-filled whine vanished like air from a cushion.
"That... um, that's a bit...."
"Why? Once won't hurt."
"I've never done it without birth control...."
"It's cool. I brought emergency pills just in case. Pop one if you're worried about pregnancy."
"Don't those have bad side effects...?"
Her shoulder blades stiffened under her arms.
"Not as bad as the internet says. Unless you're popping them nonstop, side effects are minimal."
Online horror stories exaggerated— infertility from one pill? Bullshit rumors. Overuse is the problem; moderation's fine.
But even facts didn't sway her.
"Still, today's a risky day. Makes me nervous...."
"Guess not, then."
"Sorry... no condom, no go."
"......"
Negotiations failed. She stayed in doggy position. I loomed over her, staring at the rubbered cock below.
The mood tanked, but I pulled back for now. Thrust!
"Eek!"
She'd been tense; the sudden stab made her arch her back and hike her ass. Slap slap slap schlick!
She braced on her arms through my rough pounding.
"Cock feels so good! You feel good too, Seon-woo...♥"
Mi-na's cute moans tried melting the awkwardness.
"......"
But I said nothing, pistoning mechanically. I came inside the rubber without flair, tossed the used one aside.
"Haa... haa...."
I left her face-down, panting hot breaths, and got off the bed. Snatched my discarded panties.
"Mi-na."
"Yeah?"
"I'm heading out first. Tonight's the last. Paid for the night, so crash here."
"Huh...? Wait, what!?"
Mi-na bolted up from her post-orgasm haze, eyes wide in shock, flailing in panic. Pussy still exposed from the flipped panties, she scrambled off the bed.
"Why!? B-because of what just happened?"
"Yeah. Gonna find a more obedient fuck buddy."
"Over something like that...."
"'Like that'? It's a big deal in a relationship."
"But creampies mean pregnancy risk! I'm still in college and...."
"You called me Master, right? If you won't obey your master, we can't keep this up. Thanks for the fun. Later."
"W-wait!"
As I dressed and turned, she grabbed my hand tight. Her fingers were sweaty. Her teary eyes trembled, ready to spill.
"Can't we wait till the feelings cool...? Ending it suddenly is too extreme!"
"Sorry."
Shake! I yanked free coldly. As I reached for the motel door, realizing it was real, she lunged and hugged me from behind.
"Sorry, Master! Sorry for not listening!"
Desperate backhug, tits squished against me through the corset, arms shaking. No, her whole body quivered in terror.
That "Master" title from peak sex now laced with panic— even her speech flipped formal. Like a puppy freaking out at abandonment.
Mi-na had separation anxiety from emotional deprivation. Probably scarred from exes who betrayed and dumped her.
This harsh tactic was the key to the next level. After the bad acting for progress, I loosened the tight leash.
I turned, wrapped her slender shoulders. Stroked her silky straight hair—meticulously maintained for affection—kissed her crown. Pet the trembling puppy back.
"Sorry. I got pushy 'cause I really wanna creampie you raw."
"Sorry... I was so scared of what might happen to me...."
"It's okay. Pills have no major side effects. And," I rubbed her lower belly soothingly, "even if you get knocked up, you think I'd ghost you?"
"Master...♥"
She turned, relief flooding her wet eyes with a beaming smile. We smooched♥ in reconciliation, but she clung to my shirt, afraid to let go.
I hugged tight for comfort, then dropped the next line.
"But you still gotta take punishment for disobeying Master."
"......Punishment?"
I guided her wobbly to the bed. Once she'd unwrapped her waist from me, I laid her stomach-down over my lap. Belly on my thighs, ass up—like spanking a naughty five-year-old.
Treating an adult woman like a child. She sensed what was coming; her plump cheeks twitched.
Face hidden in this vulnerable pose, but hating to disappoint me more, she clenched her fists and endured.
"I'll forgive it this once, so just five spanks."
"You're really gonna...?"
"One."
Smack!
I glanced down—palm met T-back ass. Not too hard: loud smack, jiggly flesh rippling. But wide area turned pale cheeks pink fast.
"Hngt...! Hngg...."
Humiliating adult punishment. Mi-na writhed like a worm on my lap, analyzing her feelings. What did it feel like? How should she react?
"Two! Three!"
"Eek! Haaang...?!"
Consecutive spanks: her exposed pussy winked between flipped panties. Body signaled before brain—relaxing, clenching like she loved it.
"Four!"
"Aang♥"
Voice joined now. Writhing stopped; she clung to my thigh, hiking ass perfectly for balance.
"How many left for your punishment, Mi-na?"
"One... one left...♥"
Her voice had melted from fear. Ass wiggling in tension for the final snap, but secretly eager. I smirked, delivered it.
"Five!"
"Heeek♥"
Last one harder: wetness soaked my jeans. Just ass-spanks, yet pussy juice leaked. Light masochism made her cum; hips quivered.
"Whew."
I sighed, lifted her off. She slid down limp, collapsing on the floor in a W-sit like a naughty girl.
Pet her head for enduring; she gazed up dazed, eyes full of hearts.
"Reflected?"
"I have...♥"
"That doesn't look like a reflective face."
"...Sorry. Just so happy you're touching me... my body's acting weird even getting spanked♥"
Cheeks flushed, she panted lewdly. Yep, Mi-na was an M through and through. Her pussy tightened better during doggy spanks—no illusion.
And M traits triggered Female Corruption during sadistic play. Cumming from a spanking? Wild.
I pulled my hand away, beckoned. She crawled like a tamed pet. I kissed first; her tongue flicked eagerly. Slim hands cupped my face as she melted in.
Mmwah...♥ Lick lick... Smack smack... Chuu chuu♥
Kiss stretched like exiting a tunnel. Lips parted, saliva strung like rails; her dark eyes begged for more.
We could kiss anytime. I stripped again, flashing my proud cock. Her gaze locked on.
"All made up now. Back to bed?"
"Yes, Master...♥"
Her expressions richer now—melting hornier, lost in intense contact. Training unlocked her M side. Big gains; on to the next stage.