A Half-Failed Shoot and a Cramped Muscle
The shoot was a half-failure. "Charle, pretend you're kissing Oppa." Charle, with her idol-like beauty, looked up from beneath my hips and kissed the most shameful part of me. Watching her, I felt pity for the people who would eventually watch this video. They would never know for the rest of their lives just how moist Charle's lips were, or what it felt like to have her gaze fixed upon them. Especially the way she looked at me with those dewy eyes—it was incredibly arousing. When she knelt on the floor by the bed and looked up, her eyes would roll back like an ahegao expression. That turned me on even more.
"Charle. Now, pretend you're giving me a deep kiss, all the way inside." Charle furrowed her brow deeply and squeezed her eyes shut. Then, she stuck her tongue out just a little and licked around my buttocks. I lowered my voice, pressing her firmly. "Charle. Stick your tongue out more. Like you're giving me a deep kiss—"
"I can't do it..." Suddenly, Charle stopped kissing and pulled away. Tears welled up beneath her long eyelashes. She covered her face and slumped her shoulders. Charle sniffled and turned her back to me. "Oppa, do you meet me just to do things like this...? Am I just someone who does whatever you tell me to? If you liked it so much when your ex-girlfriend did this for you, you should've just kept dating her..." She shook her shoulders as she sobbed (though she wasn't actually crying). I knew it was an act, but it was enough to make my heart ache! I hugged Charle and soothed her.
"Charle. You know that's not it."
"If it's not that, then what is it?"
"I just want to know how much you like me. You can do this much for me if you like me, right?"
If I posted this on the internet, it would be a textbook example of gaslighting. No, wait—since I’m actually going to post it, maybe it really will be used as a case study? Charle then played the part of the kind girlfriend who couldn't refuse her boyfriend's request.
"You're too much..." Charle looked at me with tear-filled eyes and kissed me. She had just been kissing my ass, but that was fine. If you can't kiss the mouth of a girlfriend who just performed anilingus on you, you don't deserve to receive it in the first place. That’s just a selfish, greedy mindset, wanting to enjoy it all by yourself. There has to be a give-and-take. Someone who only takes is trash!
Our tongues tangled stickily. Unlike when she was working on my ass, her tongue delved deep this time. We explored each other's rough palates and soft cheeks, drinking in each other's saliva. After a long while, Charle pulled her tongue away.
"Kissing is forbidden. I'll let it slide just for today." With that, I pulled Charle into my arms and we tumbled onto the bed. She lay down, pulled by my hand. I left her crop top on, but stripped off her pink panties from below and tossed them into the corner of the bed.
"You say you hate it, but it looks like you're soaked down there?"
"Huuuung- I'm not wet-"
That was a lie; the area around her pink underwear was obscenely wet with arousal fluid. I wondered if I could ask Charle to adjust this later. Is it more arousing to have a girlfriend who used to hate anilingus be soaking wet, or one who is as dry as a desert? Maybe more people would like the idea of forcing it into a dry pussy using love gel...
As I pondered the content of the video, Charle spread her legs in the missionary position. Her pelvic tattoo, her thigh tattoo. I pushed thoughts of the video aside for now and overlapped my body with Charle's.
"Ha-eung-♥"
Charle trembled at the long-awaited missionary sex. And I trembled, too.
"Kuhk- W, what's this-" I grabbed my waist and collapsed. Charle jumped up in surprise. "Oppa, are you okay? What's wrong?" Charle lifted my hand, which had been clutching my waist, and gasped in horror.
"Oh my god, what is this!"
The spot where I’d been hit by Yeongseon-nuna was left with a bright red mark, swollen and puffy. It looked like it would be a dark, bruised mess by tomorrow. "Ah, this... while I was trying to stop Yeongseon-nuna... I hope my ribs aren't broken...?"
Charle laid me down comfortably. She wore a look of grievance. "I wanted to do it with you today..."
During the five days of making the video, I had tried to aim for "one sex per day," but making videos was harder work than I thought. At night, Charle would poke my butt, but I had no energy to move. While I just lay still, Charle would finish things off with her mouth. That's why I wanted to do it properly with Charle today...
'I really need to start working out...'
Then my durability would go up, and I'd be able to deflect Yeongseon-nuna's punches. It would help with sex, too. As I groaned, clutching my waist, Charle suddenly climbed on top of me.
"Oppa. You just lie there and rest."
"Wait, wait, wait----!"
Cowgirl position? If she started grinding in this state, I’d die—I’d really die!
"Huh?"
But it wasn't what I expected. She spread her legs on either side and leaned over me without putting any of her weight on me. She stretched her arms out to both sides, so I felt absolutely no weight. In that state, she slowly swayed her hips, swallowing my massive member into her body. She kissed my chest repeatedly, lowering her hips until my cock was just about to knock on the entrance of her cervix. And without any thrusting, she just squeezed and released her vaginal muscles, stimulating my cock.
Oh, this is good, too-
"It's a bit different from the script... but this is nice, too...?"
She massaged my cock with her vaginal muscles as if she were kneading it with her hands. It was a kind of sex I’d never experienced before. Especially since I could just lie there and enjoy Charle squeezing me—it was incredibly comfortable. But Charle, perched on top, seemed to be struggling. Well, she was holding herself up in a plank position. One of the hardest things for a human to do is to stay perfectly still. Human muscles were made with the premise of movement, not for holding static poses. As proof, sweat was dripping from Charle's chin. Furthermore, since there was no thrusting stimulation, it was hard for Charle to feel pleasure. In other words, this position was solely to make my cock feel good. I felt bad, so I had to finish quickly.
"Charle. Your chest."
I lifted both her breasts with my hands and brought her nipples to my mouth. They were so voluminous that my entire lower jaw was buried in them. I kneaded them with my hands, bit down on both nipples with my teeth, and rolled them with my tongue.
"Huk, haat- Huuuuk-♥"
At the sudden pleasure, the inside of Charle's vagina trembled violently. I toyed with her breasts as I pleased, pinching and squeezing them. I liked that she served my cock with her pussy while leaving her breasts defenseless to my hands, allowing me to do whatever I wanted to them.
"Charle, how do you like me to treat your nipples?"
"I, I don't knowwww-"
Judging by her reaction, she liked it when I sucked them, but she also liked it when I bit them. So I did both. I lightly caught her nipple between my teeth and stimulated it by moving my tongue back and forth on either side, and water poured out from below.
"Charle. If there's too much water, I don't get enough stimulation on my cock."
"I'm sorryyy, my chest is so messy, it keeps leaking water whenever you tease meee-"
Charle apologized and squeezed her pussy as hard as she could. Even without thrusting, I felt a fair amount of stimulation. Especially since Charle’s pained, tearful expression was the ultimate turn-on. "Charle. Can you squeeze your pussy for just one minute? I think I can finish if you do."
"O, okay-♥"
Having been on top and squeezing her pussy for a while, her vaginal muscles must have been full of lactic acid, making it hard to move. Isn't it hard to lift your legs after a full-out sprint because your legs are so cramped? That was exactly what was happening to Charle's vaginal muscles. It was the same as asking a runner who just finished a 1km sprint to run it again. But Charle smiled through her sweat. She squeezed her pussy with all her might once more.
"Huk- haat- huup-"
She seemed so exhausted she couldn't even add a heart to the end of her sentence. The muscles around her pelvis seemed to have reached their limit, trembling like a vibrating phone. It looked like her vaginal muscles were cramping. Honestly, it was quite arousing. Every time I bit her nipples, her lower body seemed to loosen for a second, as if she’d lost her strength. But she immediately tightened her pussy again. It must have been much harder to release and then squeeze again. It felt good, but I felt sorry for her. However, my mouth had a mind of its own.
"Charle. Can you hold on for just 20 more seconds?"
"Ye-ye-yeesss-"
With that, she created suction in her pussy, as if drinking a beverage. She squeezed her pussy tight, as if trying to suck all the air inside into her uterus. Naturally, my cock was squeezed hard from all sides. Is this what it feels like to put your cock inside a vacuum cleaner? The urge to ejaculate rose naturally.
"Charle, I'm going to finish."
"Ye, yesss- please finish---"
She seemed too exhausted to even speak, saliva dripping from her mouth. Her pretty face was contorted in every which way from the effort of squeezing her pussy. Plus, there was the stimulation from her breasts. Being tormented on both ends, it was impossible for her to control her facial expressions. I enjoyed that sight, thrusting my cock up slightly. I was on the verge of ejaculation. I could feel the semen flowing from my urethra—
-*Splurt, splurt, splurrrrrrt*-
"Hiii...huu..."
Charle trembled, feeling the warm semen pouring into her vagina. Her vaginal muscles seemed to have run out of strength, and the semen leaked out from the junction with a squelching sound. Usually, she would have cherished even a single drop of semen. Today, she seemed to have squeezed until her vaginal muscles were on the verge of falling apart, and she just collapsed onto my body, unable to do anything.
"Charle, are you okay?"
"I can't, put any strength into my pussy-♥, I think my pussy has a cramp-"
"Did you come?"
"I couldn't come, but... it feels as refreshing as after a really intense workout..."
It was a shame I couldn't make her come. "It felt really good today, too, Charle. Next time, I'll make sure we come together."
"Ye, yesss-"
I felt truly refreshed. I had finished in Yeongseon-nuna's mouth, but ejaculating inside the vagina always felt the best. I pulled my cock out and lay down next to Charle. She looked like she couldn't even straighten her legs, so I arranged her posture for her. She thanked me and kissed me repeatedly. Phew. It's hot. I clicked the air conditioner on, covered us with a blanket, and fell asleep tangled together. Honestly, not washing up after sex and just going to sleep—it really is the best.