The Tail's True Nature
Hana, about to put on a new condom, panicked.
"Huh? What?"
She tried a few times with her hand, but my cock just drooped limply.
I couldn't bring myself to meet Hana's eyes and stared up at the ceiling. I never thought I'd become the guy who couldn't get hard. In all my times having sex, this was a problem I'd never once considered.
'...This was pretty damn pathetic, wasn't it?'
They say there's no sorrier sight than a guy who can't get hard, and it was true. Even if the other person understood, it didn't change a thing.
"...Cheol-jin, you really must've been exhausted, huh? Sh-should we just stop for today?"
Maybe because her kind nature didn't change even when wearing a mask, Hana was being considerate of me. But those words only made me feel more miserable.
That's just how the male creature is. We want to be looked up to rather than pitied, and we especially want to strut in front of our woman. Even more so when it comes to the act of procreation.
The sense of defeat from failing to satisfy my partner was greater than I'd imagined. It was an emotion I'd never once felt until now.
I couldn't turn away from Hana, who was looking down at me with eyes mixed with bewilderment, worry, and disappointment. No, honestly, my pride wouldn't let me end it like this!
"Huh? Kyaa?!"
Hana let out a startled shriek. It was because I'd suddenly flipped our bodies. Hana, who had been on top of me, was now pinned underneath. Of course, that alone didn't make it possible for me to get hard right away.
"Ah. Hngh!"
I had caressing skills honed through all my experience. When I used my tongue and hands to stimulate Hana's erogenous zones, a high-pitched moan escaped her.
Breathing heavily, Hana asked.
"A-are you really okay? You said you were tired......"
Her voice was full of worry. But there was also an undeniable hint of anticipation mixed in. How could I just stop, saying I was tired, when she was like this?
"I'm really fine, so if you're tired, just sto... Ah!"
I answered with action instead of words. I bowed my head and pressed my lips to Hana's chest. I brushed my lips lightly against her erect nipple as if grazing it, and rolled it with my tongue. At the same time, I slid my hand down and stroked the inside of her thigh.
I always kept my fingernails trimmed short. Ever since I started having relationships with women, I'd maintained them every other day.
It's because long nails are uncomfortable during sex. They can cause injuries to the skin or inside the vagina during caressing.
Jjeureureuk.
Instead of my cock, which wouldn't get hard right away, I pressed two fingers together and pushed them into her vaginal opening. I already knew Hana's weak spots. I pushed my fingers in deep, curved them toward her navel, and stroked.
Jjigeok jjigeok jjigeok jjigeok!
"Ah, hng! Hnghaak!"
"Here and here, which feels better?"
I asked, moving between one knuckle deep and two knuckles deep. Both were spots where Hana was particularly sensitive.
"Ah, deeper is more... Nngh! Better."
"Here?"
"Hik! Ah, ahhak!"
At two knuckles deep, I hooked my fingers and stroked firmly. Hana liked it a little rough. Just looking at her taste for being spanked on the ass, she clearly had masochistic tendencies.
The problem was that my cock still wasn't getting hard. My libido had risen compared to right after I'd just come, but it seemed like I needed more recovery time before I could get an erection.
That was when I was stalling for time with the caressing. Suddenly, the side view of Hana, half-turned, caught my eye. Her butt.
A platinum-blonde fox tail, almost white.
Even though she had almost completely undone her kimono, it was still attached. Wasn't that thing connected to the inside of the kimono? I wondered if she had tied a string around her waist, but that wasn't it either.
'How is it still attached?'
Among the accessories cosplayers usually hate dealing with, Hana ranked the 'tail' as number one. Because it's hard to secure. But somehow, Hana's tail was still firmly fixed in place, whatever method she'd used.
"Hana, can you lie on your stomach?"
I rolled Hana's body, which had been awkwardly turned, fully onto her stomach. Then the tail was completely revealed. The connection point was still invisible, and the tail was fixed neatly in place.
'No way......'
I gulped, grabbed the tail, and gently tugged on it.
That moment.
"Hiiik?! Ah, no! Don't touch it!"
Hana, who had been lying on her stomach, abruptly raised her upper body and turned her head toward me. Panic was clearly written all over her face.
"Hana, you, this...?"
"......"
Hana turned her head back and buried it in the pillow. That reaction all but confirmed it for me.
"This is really, you know, an anal... plug?"
Anal Plug.
If I had to translate it literally, it would be 'anus stopper.'
"......"
No answer came back, but the silence was affirmation. Through her hair, I could see Hana's earlobe, flushed bright red.
Soon, Hana spoke in a voice that practically crawled into the ground.
"I-it doesn't stay fixed well with other methods......"
"......"
I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help how I felt.
'I want to tease her.'
Whether to call this playfulness or sadism towards Hana, I wasn't sure. Seeing her embarrassed made something stir down below. And it hadn't even been a month since I'd tormented Areum and done my self-reflection.
Don't lose what's precious by being deceived by familiarity.
I definitely thought that, but......
'No matter how I look at it, she's an M.'
Unlike Areum, wouldn't she like being teased? Wouldn't not teasing her be the real torment? Maybe she was waiting for me to tease her.
I hesitated only briefly.
"...Want to turn back over?"
I turned Hana's body back into the missionary position. She seemed to find the tail uncomfortable, slightly lifting her hips and squirming.
I stared straight into her eyes behind the mask and said.
"Sticking something like this in your asshole......"
I tightly grasped the platinum-blonde tail.
Hana's body flinched.
"Hana, you're a real fucking pervert, aren't you?"
"?!"
In an instant, Hana's face flushed bright red. Her ears turned completely red too, so the half-mask couldn't hide it.
I gently pulled the tail so it wouldn't come out. I felt resistance as the plug caught against her asshole.
"Ah, aah."
"You like this hole?"
"......"
"Come to think of it, I did put my finger in there once, right? Did you like it then too? Huh?"
I pressed two fingers together again. And as I gently pushed them inside Hana's vaginal opening, I asked in a teasing voice.
"Honestly, you'd rather have me put it in your tail hole than this hole, right?"
"Th-that's not true......"
"Really? You've never once thought about trying it here? I think you probably have."
"Ah, oooh... ngh......"
"I can't see your expression because of the mask. Shall I take it off now?"
"Ah, no!"
Yeah, right.
I suddenly reached out and grabbed the mask. Then Hana grabbed my arm with both hands too. As if telling me not to take it off.
'If she really hates it, I should stop, but......'
No matter how I looked at it, it didn't seem like she only hated it. Because an incredible amount of fluid was gushing from her pussy.
Ppok.
I pulled out the fingers I had inside her vaginal opening. Then I reached my hand behind Hana's head and grabbed the knot that secured the mask.
"Hana."
"......"
"I want to see your expression. Let's look at each other's faces while we do it."
"...That's unfair."
Thud. Hana's hands fell from my arm. Soon after, the fox mask that had been covering half her face also fell away.
Her flushed face was pretty. Her golden eyes, glistening with moisture, were pretty too. And of course, the corners of her eyes drooping as if she were about to cry were also pretty.
I smiled, satisfied, looking at that expression.
"You're pretty."
"...Ch-Cheol-jin, you're the bigger pervert."
"Yeah, I am."
"Why are you smiling so brightly......"
Well, at this point, denying I'm a pervert would feel a bit off, wouldn't it? I smiled simply because Hana was so pretty.
I pressed my lips to Hana's cheek, now free of the mask. And I whispered softly in her ear.
"Hana."
"Whadyawant."
Hana was pouting and curt.
"I'm hard."
To that one sentence.
"...Huh?"
Her eyes went perfectly round. At that, the moisture they'd been holding spilled over as tears, but ironically, her expression was filled with fluttering anticipation and joy.
"F-for real? You recovered already?"
She must have thought it would take longer. To be fair, it hadn't even been ten minutes since I started caressing her.
With a leering expression, I gently pulled Hana's tail.
"Got fucking turned on teasing the pervert fox."
"...You're the bigger pervert."
"I don't stick things like this in my ass."
"St-stop talking about it!"
She must have been extraordinarily embarrassed, to yell like this even after the mask was off.
I chuckled and tapped Hana's thigh.
"Wanna get on your stomach? Let's do it from behind."
"Tch. You said you wanted to see each other's faces......"
"Huh? Should we look at each other's faces? I thought you, Hana, would want to do it from behind too."
"......"
"I'll spank your ass."
Hana slowly, slowly turned around and lifted her ass. Sway, the platinum-blonde fox tail swayed. ...Fuck, that's hot.
Jjeureuk.
I put on a condom and placed my cock against her vaginal opening.
Jjyubeubeup!
It felt like a lie that I'd been feeling tired just moments ago. Once my cock got hard, I was filled with the desire to release.
My waist trembling slightly, I looked down at Hana, who was on her stomach.
'A seriously phat ass......'
Every time I saw her slim waist, thin enough to wrap one arm around, and her jar-shaped ass that didn't match it at all, I found it amazing. The contrast was much more pronounced in doggy style than in missionary.
Jjugeok jjugeok jjugeok jjugeok!
I didn't say anything and just started moving. How could anyone hold back when looking at this ass? I, for one, didn't know how.
Cheolsseok cheolsseok cheolsseok!
Every time our groins smacked together, the tail brushed against my stomach. The ticklish sensation felt good.
I grabbed the tail, pulled it gently, and violently worked my hips. The piston motion gradually sped up. In response, Hana's cunt clamped down on my cock tightly, as if urging me to come.
The fun thing was that every time I pulled the tail, the pressure inside her vagina intensified. She pretended she wasn't, but she was definitely feeling it through her tail—no, through her asshole too.
"You really are a pervert......"
"Ahng! St-stop calling me a per... vert!"
"Want me to spank your ass?"
"......"
Hana, who had been talking back, suddenly went quiet. Only moans escaped her lips.
I pulled the tail with just enough strength not to pull it out, and stroked her ass with my palm.
"What should I do? I don't want to force you to do something you hate, Hana."
Obviously, I was asking even though I already knew. Hana wanted to be spanked.
Even I thought my personality was seriously bad. I didn't think I was normally like this, so why did my sadistic side only surge during sex, especially with Hana?
I never struck first. I just continued the piston motion while gently caressing her ass. As I kept only stroking her ass.
"...Do it."
"Huh? I can't hear you?"
"Ch-Cheol-jin, you are seriously mean. You're nasty......"
"Haha......"
Even though she knew.
"Spank me."
Having said that, Hana deeply lowered her upper body and buried her face in the pillow. And as she stretched her back out straight, she raised her ass.
"Spank my... ass."
Jjaaaaak!
Along with a juicy smacking sound.
"Hnghyaaang-!"
A moan burst out.
*
My cock did get hard, but maybe because it was the seventh time, coming wasn't easy. My sensitivity had dulled.
That was actually a good thing. Thanks to that, I was able to have sex for a long time, until Hana was fully satisfied.
Right before I came, I pulled hard on the tail.
"W-wait a sec! Nooo!"
Jjyubeubeup, ppok!
"Hnghhh... eugh, ohk!"
The anal plug came out. Maybe that was its own stimulus. Hana let out a bizarre cry and hugged the pillow tightly. Simultaneously, her vaginal opening contracted powerfully and squeezed my semen out.
Byureureureureuk!
I came for the seventh time, my waist trembling. At that moment, my gaze was directed at the anal plug and Hana's anus, which had been momentarily opened.
It was the first time I'd seen an asshole open like that. It didn't feel as dirty as I'd thought. Maybe she'd prepared beforehand, because nothing came off on the plug, and the inside looked clean too.
'I kinda want to try putting it in......'
I had never once in my life thought about wanting to try anal sex... but seeing Hana made me want to.
Not today, of course.
It seriously won't get hard again now......
*
Ju Hana was exhausted and lay sprawled on the bed. She had no strength left in her entire body.
It had been fine when she was doing it herself. Even though moving her body was tiring, she could control the pace herself and ease up on the sensitive spots.
But when Kang Cheol-jin took the lead and moved, the feeling completely changed. He seemed to know her body better than she did, relentlessly stabbing at her weak spots so she couldn't keep her wits about her. It wasn't just because she got spanked on the ass......
'Cheol-jin is seriously mean......'
Why did he become so teasing only when they had sex? He kept asking embarrassing questions when he clearly knew the answers. And he never gave her what she wanted until she said it herself. That side of him was so infuriating and hateful.
But once the act was over, this was how he was.
"Hana, I brought a wet towel. Turn your body this way a bit."
"Nngh......"
Even though she hadn't asked, he took the initiative to wipe her body down. He was so caring that it was hard to believe he was the same person who had been teasing and provoking her just moments ago.
Jjok.
Kissing her on the cheek, Kang Cheol-jin asked.
"You worked hard. Want me to bring you some water?"
"It's o-on the desk."
"Ah, there it is? Here."
"Thanks......"
Ju Hana accepted the tumbler with a complicated expression and drank the water. She had definitely planned to give him a piece of her mind once it was over, but she didn't feel like it anymore.
'Is Cheol-jin... a split personality?'
Considering Kang Cheol-jin had the exact same thought, the two of them might actually be quite well-matched.
'Tch. It's because I felt good too......'
She was annoyed, but honestly it felt too good for her to have the heart to complain. Who knew she had a taste for being spanked on the ass? She hadn't even known herself.
Then, suddenly.
Ju Hana remembered something she had momentarily forgotten. The original purpose of inviting him over—aside from the costume work—was another matter entirely for Hana.
But actually bringing it up was hard now.
Ju Hana looked at Kang Cheol-jin sitting on the bed, hesitated... and picked up the mask next to the pillow.
"Ahem, ehem. Y-young master?"
For her, cosplay was a kind of switch. The feeling of becoming someone other than herself. That was why she could be a little more confident. When she covered her face with something like a mask, that tendency grew even stronger.
"Huh? Oh, you put the mask back on? Wow, looking at it again, you really made that well......"
"Young master. Were you, perchance, satisfied with your time with this lowly woman?"
"Haha. You're gonna keep that up?"
Having laughed once, Kang Cheol-jin nodded.
"Of course it was good. What about you?"
"I-I also had a... pleasant time."
"So you liked being spanked on the ass?"
"...Oh for fuck's sake."
"Ah, okay. I'll stop joking around. Sorry, sorry."
Ju Hana's hands trembled. Now that she was wearing the mask, she felt like she could land a punch right on that smirking face.
But sex with him was, as she just said, a very pleasant time.
And though he was infuriating, it was also true that she liked being spanked on the ass.
"I-It was good. I will look forward... to the next time as well."
"Pfft."
"Don't laugh."
"...Yes, ma'am."
Having finally managed to calm down.
"May this Hana ask you one thing?"
"Huh? What are you curious about?"
"Young master, do you perhaps......"
Ju Hana trailed off. Now that she was actually about to ask, she was scared. Talking openly about Areum was even more frightening.
Still, she mustered her courage. Hoping this relationship wouldn't end. Hiding behind the thin mask as if playing a role.
"Do you, perchance, have a lover?"