Siron - Taming
"……Oppa."
(Heart [impending cardiac arrest]: I'm going first.)
"Guh!!"
"W-What's wrong?!"
I clutched my chest, and Siron panicked, flailing in confusion. I pulled her into a tight embrace and murmured,
"You're too fucking cute."
"……You!!"
Her face flushed to the limit, Siron glared at me before slamming her forehead straight into my chest.
"Kek!!"
No joke—this time I really couldn't breathe.
"Ah… S-Sorry…!!"
Realizing this wasn't playful anymore, Siron's crimson face drained to ghostly white in an instant. My breathing hadn't fully returned yet, but it wasn't life-threatening, so I needed to calm her down first.
"Siron… calm… calm down. I'm fine……."
"Y-You're… you can't breathe properly!!"
"No… hnnngh…… haaa."
I forced air into my aching chest and exhaled. Only then did Siron start to settle a bit.
"……Sorry."
"Nah, no big deal."
Two more hits like that and I'd be a goner for real… but I couldn't say that to her dejected face, so I played it cool with some bravado.
Still, Siron hung her head, looking all downcast. I slid my hand from her waist down to her plump, juicy ass and gave it a gentle stroke.
She flinched at my touch but didn't pull away, keeping her head lowered as I kneaded her firm cheeks bit by bit.
"If you're really sorry, how about a kiss?"
"……P-Per…"
She lifted her head to call me a pervert, but her words trailed off. Staring quietly, she whispered in the tiniest voice,
"Close… your eyes."
I shut them obediently. Feeling her wriggle free from my loosened grip on her waist, she climbed slowly up my body. How could I not notice her full, heavy tits pressing against my chest as she rose?
"Mm…."
Maybe because my eyes were closed, the warm, wet touch on my lips felt crystal clear. Just as I wanted to savor it longer,
Something hot and soft tapped insistently at my sealed lips. Pretending innocence, I parted them slightly, and it slipped cautiously inside.
"Mmph, mm… slurp, slrrp…."
Unlike its tentative entry, Siron aggressively licked every corner of my mouth, coiled her tongue around mine, and yanked it into hers—sucking passionately with our saliva mixing wildly.
This was no mere kiss; it was lewd, thick, intoxicating. Just swirling tongues and devouring spit had heat surging through me, my brain tingling.
Her saliva tasted like sweet honey—I could've gone on forever.
"Mm, ngh, haaa……."
The endless kiss broke when I pulled my tongue back first. As our lips parted naturally, Siron gulped down air and gazed up with needy eyes.
"Was it… bad…?"
"No way."
If anything, it was too good. That's why I stopped. Keep ravaging her mouth like that, and my head would've overheated into an impulsive frenzy.
I mounted her roughly, her breath ragged with arousal matching mine. I rubbed my thumb over her slick, kiss-swollen lips, then pushed it into that obscenely red mouth.
"Lick it."
"……."
She hesitated a moment, but
"Slrrp…."
soon her tongue dutifully lapped at my thumb inside her mouth. Even as she focused, her eyes stayed locked on mine. In a soft voice, I said,
"When it's just us, answer everything I ask honestly. Can you do that?"
As I asked, I slowly withdrew my saliva-drenched thumb. A clear strand dangled from her parted lips before snapping.
She swallowed and opened her mouth.
"…Okay."
Was it the blush on her cheeks? My cock throbbed heavily anyway. Unlike her initial resistance, raw desire burned in her eyes now.
"You want it?"
"……Yeah."
I closed my eyes briefly, steadying myself. Siron, always so sharp-tongued even during sex, turning meek like this? My heart was pounding like mad.
"…Why?"
"Just 'cause. You're cute."
"Ngh… D-Don't… call me cute. I'm not some kid… or a guy… what the hell's 'cute' for a woman……."
She averted her eyes, mumbling. That's exactly what makes you cute, but she probably didn't get it. Admiring her shy expression, I slid one hand lower.
Smoothly down her thigh, over her lower belly—her body shivered. She turned back, eyes full of anticipation.
Honestly, that look was foul play. Made me want to skip foreplay and slam in.
You little tease.
"Taking these off?"
"……."
No words—just lifted her hips to make it easy. I shifted down, stripping her pants off more deftly than my own.
I folded the warm leather neatly and set it aside, then looked back. Sleek legs hugged in black stockings greeted me.
I parted her straight legs gently. No resistance—they spread slowly at my touch. The custom design left her crotch open, panties exposed immediately.
Always her simple black ones. I rubbed the darker, stained patch.
Squelch, squelch.
Soaked silk panties, sticky with her juices. Even without pulling them off, I could feel the shape of her pussy through them.
Squelch, squish, slurp, squelch.
"Hnn, ah, ngh, aa…."
Every prod of my finger made her thighs clench a bit.
"Feels good?"
"Ahh, yeah… hn, ngh…."
Honest Siron was dangerously addictive. I kept rubbing the panties plastered to her slit by her own slickness.
Drenched silk clung like nothing—her fat labia and protruding clit felt vivid under my fingers. I scratched that bold nub lightly with my nail.
"Haaang…!!"
Her hips bucked; knees clamped, squeezing my arm tormenting her pussy. Fine tremors ran through her thighs.
Looking up, she panted with one arm over her face.
"Came?"
"……Yeah."
Ah, this is dangerous. Straight-up addictive. Already hooked. The gap moe was devastating.
Her destructive power had my cock swelling, begging for release. And yeah, I was about to oblige.
But before freeing my crotch, for today's goal, I had to remove those stockings I'd left on till now.
"Siron. Lift your ass."
No reply—just obeyed, arm still hiding her face, hips raised slightly. I gripped the sticky panties and stockings, peeling them down.
Schlop.
Her labia-stuck panties peeled off with a lewd sound. I separated the wet mess, folded them neatly on the floor.
Finally, her pale thighs and perfectly smooth, pristine pussy came into view. Still virginally tight, plump folds sealed shut.
"…You don't have to take the top off?"
As I admired, she peeked from under her arm and asked.
Pure white shirt. Bare legs. Stripped fully was hot, but this visual hit harder today. I nodded quietly.
Wait—or did she want her tits played with?
"Want me to grope your tits?"
"No…!! Just… you… o-oppa likes tits, so……."
"……."
What power. Good thing I hadn't freed my dick yet—nearly pounced.
I took a deep breath, stripped off my precum-soaked, sticky panties, and tossed them aside.
"Ah……."
A short gasp escaped her at the sight of my upright cock.
More teasing could've heated her up, but it'd strain me too, so time for the next phase.
As always, I stroked her sides and belly first.
"Ngh…."
That soft, womanly give under my fingers. Always amazes me how she takes me balls-deep every time.
Musing that, I brought my drooling, beast-like cock to her sopping pussy like a starving animal.
"H-Hold… my hand."
"Got it."
Who'd refuse? I leaned in, interlocking our slender fingers tightly. Our faces close enough for breaths to mingle—but no kiss. Wanted to savor her unraveling expression slowly.
"Here it goes."
Before she could nod, I thrust my hips forward.
Squelch.
The slick, virgin-tight walls parting around me always sent electric thrills up my spine. No prior loosening, but her drenched, molded-to-me pussy welcomed me eagerly after the initial resistance.
Her interlocked hands gripped hard. Lips pressed tight to stifle moans—her face fully in view.
Squish, squish, schlop, squish-squish.
"Ngh, hnn, mm, ahng…!!"
After two weeks, maybe? Just a few thrusts, and unheard lewd moans poured from her nonstop.
I tugged her hands, whispering affectionately in her ear,
"When you cum, say it out loud."
"Hnn…!! Ah, o-okay……hnngh!!"
Her walls clenched tighter, writhing like living wrinkles around me.
"Haaang!! Ah, aaah, ngh, ngh…!!"
Her M-spread legs wrapped my waist. Her pussy contracted rhythmically.
"C-Cumming…!! Hnnngh!!"
Gripped hands and legs squeezed fiercely. I halted my slow thrusts, reluctantly pulling out of her clinging depths.
Schlorp.
"Haa, haaang……?"
Her ragged breaths hazy-eyed with confusion—Why?
Right on the edge, my pullout must've baffled her.
"Why, why…?"
Predictably, she asked. I slapped my throbbing cock against her plump mound.
"You wanna cum?"
Her glazed eyes widened rare-like, then normalized. She'd figured my intent. Proof: her neck, ears, whole face exploded red.
I asked her quivering gaze again,
"You wanna cum?"
Her shaky ruby eyes drifted down.
"I… wanna… cum……."
Hot juices gushed from her teased mound. I pressed my rigid tip on her exposed clit.
"Hnn…!!"
Her hips arched bow-like. To her gaping, panting mouth,
"Beg properly."
"Haa……?"
Her brows twitched. Ignoring it, I ground her clit again.
"Hnn…♥"
"Beg again."
"H-Hnn……."
Her averted ruby eyes met mine squarely. Something unknowable flickered in their faint tremble.
"L-Let me…."
Drip.
Every lip quiver sent hot slick splashing my balls, soaking them.
Her gaze's shake intensified, peaking as
"I wanna… cum……."
Her embracing legs trembled faintly.