Who Will Beg First?
...No way, this woman?
"Mm? Mmph... Yeah...."
He sealed her mouth with his to keep her from refusing. He flicked his tongue against her closed lips, teasing the edges like knocking on a door. At the same time, he maxed out his Pheromone skill and moved his hands with agile precision. He called out to Lucy in his mind.
'Boost the skill.'
He skimmed the description. Nothing major had changed, but the crimson aura he could now see was noticeably thicker.
Smooch.
Im Su-hee was already stripped down to nothing. Her full C-cup breasts fit perfectly in his hands. With Holy Touch activated, he caressed them softly, cupping and rotating to map her sensitive spots. He flicked her nipples once each.
"Hng. Ah."
Smooch. Slurp. Suck.
As her lips parted with a moan, he plunged his tongue inside. Whether her switch had flipped or not, she accepted it without resistance.
"Haah... Hah."
"Haa."
Their saliva mixed, breaths intertwining. A flush crept up Im Su-hee's cheeks. He slid his hand lower, stroking her thighs gently. His activated fingertips glided up her inner thighs toward the valley's entrance.
"Bet's still on, right?"
She blinked once, then let out a deflating laugh.
"Pfft. Still on about that? Fine, give it a shot."
From her reaction, it seemed like she'd let him do it regardless of any bet. But the alcohol buzzing through her as she shifted sparked his competitive side. He wanted to hear her desperate pleas.
Im Su-hee closed her eyes and relaxed her body, as if to say, do your worst.
"Smack. Smooch. Pop."
He kissed her again. Not the deep, tongue-twisting exchange from before, but light, loving pecks on her lips, each one making a soft smack.
"Hmmm. Yeah...."
Even these feather-light bird kisses, interspersed with moans and shared breaths, turned the air sensual. As he caressed her breasts and the area around her valley, she let out a low sigh.
"Haa. Joo-hwan, you've done this a lot, huh?"
"What makes you say that?"
"You're not rushing. And your touches are too skilled."
Skilled foreplay, huh. Truth be told, his technique was average. The skill just let him stimulate her erogenous zones more effectively. As her valley began to moisten, he rubbed it and said,
"Thanks for the high praise. Feeling like doing it now?"
"Hmph. You'll need to try harder."
Im Su-hee snorted, refusing to yield easily. He hadn't planned to stop there anyway. He hadn't even really started. Seo Joo-hwan slipped one finger between her folds.
Squelch.
"Mmng...."
He curled it inside, drawing a nasal moan. She'd taunted him to try harder, but her body was honest. The dry valley was starting to slicken, her folds gripping his finger with damp warmth.
Squelch squelch.
"Hng...."
She clamped her mouth shut to stifle the sounds, but couldn't fully silence the wet noises leaking out. This wasn't ordinary foreplay—it was a skill-enhanced finger plunging deep, delivering serious stimulation. He pushed it deeper and curled it again, snagging on a particularly bumpy ridge amid the slick mucosa.
He scratched it lightly.
Squelch.
"...Ahk!"
A startled cry burst from Im Su-hee—not the usual trickle, but a full outburst. He grinned and said,
"Here it is, huh?"
"Haa. Be honest—how many girls have you fucked so far?"
Was this thirty-something talk? No holds barred.
"Fucked...??"
"No need to play shy now. How many?"
"Three if we count you?"
"Ooh, so just two before me? Less experienced than I thought."
"And how many guys have you been with?"
"Hmm... You're my first, Joo-hwan?"
"Ha."
Seo Joo-hwan snorted in disbelief. Bullshit. Would someone like that chug booze and make out? Not that he cared much—who she'd been with and how many times didn't matter. What counted was that she was with him now. As long as her pussy wasn't dark or loose, he was good. And Im Su-hee's looked pristine enough to pass for a virgin—well-maintained or barely used, he couldn't tell.
Scratch.
"Haak!"
Another scrape on her G-spot unleashed a moan. He added a second finger. Her entrance, once barely damp, was now plenty slick. They slid in easily.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Haak, mmng!"
He bent both fingers slightly and pistoned them fast.
'Use item.'
A thin layer of viscous, slick gel coated his fingers. With his right hand pistoning, his left teased her swollen clit, circling it relentlessly.
"Ah, ahk, hauk!? W-Wait... Haak!"
Besides easing first-time pain, the item boosted sensitivity. The description warned that pinpoint application during foreplay might make her lose it. Her pinpoint seemed to be her clit.
"Hng. Mmng~!"
She wasn't even pretending to hold back anymore, moaning openly.
"Sis, your hips are bucking. You want it, don't you?"
"Haaa. Ah, not yet?"
"Feels like you're close."
"If you think it's bullshit, keep going. Mmng."
"So stubborn."
As requested, he lavished her throbbing clit while speeding up his fingers. His fingers were thick—two filled her like a toilet paper roll. The pistoning made lewd, echoing squelches.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch!
"Hk, hng! Aang!"
"How's that? Want it now?"
"Haaak! N-Nooo!"
Tougher than expected. She was screaming in ecstasy, flooding wet, but still wouldn't admit it. Her valley, once dry, now gushed steadily. Droplets splashed with each thrust, her ass quivering. Her back arched—she was on the brink.
Then it hit him: Was she faking resistance, planning to cum on his fingers and call it a win? The bet was about begging for it, so yeah, technically...
His eyes narrowed, reading her game.
'Satisfy yourself with fingers now? No way in hell.'
Squelch squelch squelch....
"Haaaah... Ahh?"
He stopped abruptly. Im Su-hee let out a mix of confusion and frustration. He pulled his fingers out entirely and shook off the juices.
She wiggled her toes and whined,
"...Why'd you stop?"
Frustration laced with irritation. He snorted.
"Sis, playing games? Trying to cum before I even put it in?"
"...Tch."
Busted, she turned her head and clicked her tongue. Bratty sis. Time for dirty tricks. Seo Joo-hwan plunged his fingers back in.
"Hak?!"
She yelped at the surprise insertion. No time to recover—he stirred them wildly, rolling her clit with his tongue for maximum feel. After about a minute, she was moaning loud, hips shaking again. Her pussy clenched greedily, right on the edge. As her back arched, he yanked them out.
Predictably,
"Eh? W-What're you doing? I was so close...!"
"Yeah, about to cum, right?"
"Yes!"
Sharp, pissed-off tone.
"Who started the teasing first?"
"Ugh...."
At a loss, she bit her lip and glared. He scoffed and laid his raging 16cm iron rod atop her mound. It twitched against her pussy, her thighs trembling tensely.
Grinning teasingly, he said,
"How's it feel? Want me inside?"
"......"
"Denied twice now—must suck."
Maybe the lingering booze, but he cackled victoriously.
"Just say the word, and I'll give it to you. Bet's mine then."
Harsh maybe, but no regrets. Her own doing. Im Su-hee grumbled,
"...You're such a jerk."
"C'mon, sis. It's a bet. And you cheated first."
"Ugh...."
Casually called out, she just whined in frustration. Meanwhile, he ground his precum-drooling cock over her mound. It was like their genitals yearned to unite, like lovers separated by fate.
Each grind made them twitch desperately. Finally, Im Su-hee snapped upright with a yell.
"Agh! Fine!"
"Finally seeing reason?"
"You... underestimated me, huh?"
Her eyes blazed as she lunged. So aggressive! Finally putting it in!
Grab!
She gripped his cock tight, lining it up. Soon, a soft, warm sensation enveloped the tip—different from pussy.
"Slurrrp... Slurp! Slurrrrp!"
The "entrance" was her mouth. She'd shoved his dick down her throat. Ass toward his face in 69 position, she jerked the base while sucking the head like a pro. His cock throbbed under her expert technique.
She smirked mockingly.
"How's that? Gonna cum? But I won't let you."
"Huu."
Exactly what he'd done to her, reversed. She sensed his buildup like a ghost and stopped stimulation.
"Wanna cum? Beg me to let you put it in. Then the bet's mine."
Super pissed, she threw his words back verbatim.
"You're the one dying to say it. Flood warning down here."
The pair gritted their teeth, genitals twitching in mutual torment. 69 wasn't one-sided. Seo Joo-hwan tongued her pussy with Holy Touch on her clit; Im Su-hee sucked, slurped, fondled his balls, edging him repeatedly. They'd denied each other at the brink over three times. Both shuddered with lust but refused surrender. It was pride now, not the bet.
Im Su-hee waved the white flag first.
"Aah! Screw it! Put it in already!"
"Huuu. So I win?"
"Just do it!"
Her legs were splayed wide. Seo Joo-hwan nearly cheered at the sight. How much restraint for victory? His cock, abused to hell, throbbed swollen, ready to burst.
Good job, dick. Time to forget the pain and enjoy. You're today's MVP.
Touched, it wept precum tears. He aligned his raging tool at her valley's entrance.
Squelch.
The head slipped in. He was seconds from erupting, all that pent-up release imminent. Fully sheathed, as Im Su-hee moaned in satisfaction,
"Hng. Joo-hwan, know what?"
"Huh?"
"I already ate while you were asleep."
"...What?"
What'd she eat? His brain lagged despite hearing it. Then she pointed to the bedside trash— a used condom inside.
Arm around his neck, she giggled wickedly in his ear.
"You tasted delicious."
...No way, this woman?