An Jihye Fucking Hates Me
Plenty of women harbor tastes that most people would call perverted.
Park Eunseo alone was proof enough.
Even masochistic preferences get pointed at as freakish by the so-called “vanilla” crowd.
In the same vein, there were definitely women who fetishized a man’s climax.
Among the girls I’d been with, there had even been one who specifically loved getting it on her face, so it hardly surprised me.
What I was doing with An Jihye was something similar… I was simply going to mold her that way.
First the mouth.
Next the face.
And eventually her pussy.
Well… as a little side dish in between, finishing on her chest would be pretty hot too.
But for now—
I planned to take those two times I’d already come in her mouth and convert the memory into familiarity, focusing less on where I finished and more on getting her used to the sheer number of times.
An Jihye fucking hated me, after all.
She already hated putting a cock she despised in her mouth. Having to suck it once and then suck it again would only make her hate it more.
So first, I would make her get used to that.
“D-Don’t be ridiculous….”
…Of course it wouldn’t be easy.
When I told her she could ask whenever she wanted if she liked that sort of thing, An Jihye clenched her fists so hard they trembled, radiating pure disgust.
I felt a flicker of worry that one of those tight fists might actually swing at me—but instead of backing away, she took a sharp step closer.
“Maybe not right this second… but watching you, Jihye, it sure looks like you secretly enjoy it?”
“There’s no way.”
“Don’t you remember Monday? While you were sucking me off, you got soaking wet. I wonder if you went home and took care of it yourself?”
“…….”
…I’d only been fishing, so why the silence? Don’t tell me she actually did.
“Pfft….”
“…….”
A laugh burst out of me the moment it seemed true, and An Jihye’s face went scarlet.
I took another step back from her.
Ziiip—
Right in front of her eyes, I pulled down my zipper and freed my cock.
An Jihye—
The instant the cock that had set her body on fire appeared, her gaze flicked toward it on pure instinct… then snapped back up to glare at me with murderous intensity.
But to that glare I simply said,
“If you want to suck it, suck it.”
“…….”
I dangled the cock that would clearly make her feel good the moment it entered her mouth, then retreated another step and leaned my back against the wall.
For now—
I had rewritten the second “relationship” into “the man who wants to come in her mouth,” but it still hadn’t fully imprinted on An Jihye yet.
Right now the previous second relationship—“the man who gets turned on when she puts his cock in her mouth”—was still carved in deeper.
That was how these “relationships” worked.
Once something was imprinted and then modified, the new version built on the old one and stamped itself even harder.
If An Jihye sucked me off right now…
Hmm… it would probably become something like: the man who gets her insanely aroused when she puts his cock in her mouth, and who therefore wants to come inside it.
But that was only if she actually sucked.
“…Why the hell would I suck that? You said it was a contract. You haven’t even done anything, so why should I suck it?”
She knew sucking my cock would make her feel good, but the disgust toward this situation—and toward me for creating it—still seemed a little stronger.
In that case… I’d just force her to suck it.
“Then let’s end the contract.”
With words, of course.
“When you first offered to suck me off, Jihye, I thought you were into this kind of thing, so I proposed the deal. Win-win, right? You like sucking cock so you suck, and I… well, having a woman like you suck me off feels great.”
“…….”
“On top of that your reputation improves, so I figured it was a good contract for both of us. But if you don’t want it, there’s no need to force it. I’ll delete the video from back then, and we can just go our separate ways.”
I pulled out my phone and opened the gallery app.
Then I pressed and held the video of An Jihye’s “declaration” from the first time she sucked me off, bringing up the delete option.
“Would that make you happy, Jihye?”
I didn’t press it yet. I just rested my finger over the delete button and watched her.
Even if she backed out here, it wouldn’t matter.
As long as I could control the “relationship,” pulling out now would only shove her into an even more thoroughly subordinate position where she’d have no choice but to suck my cock.
“I’m deleting it.”
“W-Wait.”
“Why? Weren’t you the one who wanted to stop?”
“…….”
“No answer, so I guess that’s a yes. Deleting.”
“F-Fine. I’ll suck it.”
Back then in the car—
I had touched her body, sure, but the intense “arousal” had kicked in much earlier, the moment An Jihye first pushed my cock into her mouth.
It must have been her first time. And it must have hit hard. Hard enough that the afterglow forced her to deal with the excitement alone at home.
Which meant instinct came first.
An Jihye—
“…Fuck.”
She muttered a quiet curse, then finally dropped to her knees in front of me again.
And then—
“Haup….”
Thinking she’d finish it fast like last time, she lunged forward and took my cock into her mouth—only to freeze just like before.
The powerful “arousal” that slammed into her the instant it entered her mouth.
Because the second “relationship” was still the previous version…
“What are you doing?”
“…Move.”
Only after I casually told her to get going did An Jihye start sucking in earnest.
“Chup, jjeup, haup, uheup, huup, haup, ueup, jjup, jjeuup…!”
Right from the start, fierce and hot.
It was painfully obvious she intended to ignore the quietly rising heat and just get the main event over with as fast as possible.
How could I tell what she was thinking so clearly?
“Haaa… haup, jjup, jjeuup… haa, haueup, jjeup, chuk, hueuup…!”
Her reactions were way too blatant.
Her brow twitched.
Her breathing roughened a little.
Her legs kept giving little jolts.
Even when I casually rested a hand on top of her head, An Jihye only glared up at me without trying to stop me.
Because of the third “relationship,” I held the rights to her body.
“Haeup, jjup… jjeup, chuk, jjeup, haup, heup, hebuup, jjup, chuup, haup…!”
She was sucking hard, and watching that irritated expression of hers… yeah, the urge to come was building a little early.
Normally I would have messed with her to drag it out.
But this time I deliberately didn’t. I just waited.
“Huu… Jihye, come off.”
Instead—
“Euuuup! Haup, uuuk, huep, hauk, ueeuuk…!”
I lightly gripped her skull and jabbed the tip against the back of her throat, urging the climax along.
Then, right when I truly couldn’t hold it anymore, I yanked her head forward hard—
Byururut—! Byurrurut, byurut, byurrurut—!!
“Uuuuum!!”
I shoved my cock as deep into her throat as it would go and unloaded a massive load.
An Jihye—
As thick globs of cum filled her mouth in heavy pulses, she held her breath, face twisted with pure revulsion.
In the end—
…Thududududuk—
Every drop of cum that had been in her mouth splattered onto the floor.
“Shit….”
“Jihye, can you do it one more time?”
“What did you just say?!”
Before she could explode—
I said something even more outrageous, and instead of blowing up, An Jihye’s anger actually cooled.
Because it was that absurd.
“I told you, once isn’t enough for me. And earlier… when I brought it up, you looked pretty interested yourself.”
“…….”
But excuses like that alone wouldn’t get me another round with her mouth.
So far it had all been stick. Time to offer a carrot.
“Let’s call it an advance.”
“…Ptooey—. An advance?”
“Yeah. Next time something like before comes up, you won’t have to suck me off and I’ll still take care of it for you. Since you sucked twice, two free passes.”
“…….”
An Jihye cared about her reputation.
Sucking just once had already shifted how people looked at her. Sucking just one more time had turned her into someone who got big things done.
So what if she sucked twice?
“…Chuk, jjeup, haueup, huep, jjup…! Jjeup, haup, hueup, eubuup, jjup…!”
With the trust that an even bigger “reward” was waiting, An Jihye seemed determined to finish the second round as fast as possible now that she’d started.
But unlike a moment ago—
Earlier there had only been disgust at the situation and expectation of the reward. Now something else had been added.
“Haaa… haup, jjup… jjeup, heu… haeup, jjup, jjeup… chuk, jjeup, haeubeueu….”
Arousal.
An Jihye was clearly turned on right now. Sexually, of course.
Her eyes were already unfocused.
Her breathing already ragged.
She was already using her tongue properly.
…Her pussy was probably soaked too.
The only regret was that we weren’t in a car. If we had been, I could have casually felt around her panties and confirmed exactly what state she was in.
But there was another way to check on her indirectly.
My hand.
“Haaa… haup, jjup… jjeuuuup… jjup, hueup, ueup, huup, jjup, haup…!”
Unlike before when I’d gripped her head tight, now I only stroked her hair gently.
Sometimes I touched her ear.
Sometimes I caressed her cheek.
Sometimes I wrapped my hand around her neck.
And sometimes I bent a little at the waist to knead those springy, resisting breasts.
I kept touching her in ways she should have fucking hated, yet An Jihye didn’t resist at all.
It was separate from the fact that I held the rights to her body.
Because—
“Haa… come off, Jihye.”
“…Uup, jjup, jjeup, chuup, haup, huup, jjup, huup, chuup, jjeup, jjup…!”
Even after I completely removed my hands from her head right before climax—
Byurut—! Byururut, byurrurut, byurut—!!
“Euuuup—!”
An Jihye didn’t pull the cock out of her mouth. Instead she lightly bit down with her teeth, forcing me to finish inside her no matter what.
Coming in her mouth once earlier must have properly imprinted the newly registered second “relationship.”
Of course…
“Ueweeeee…!!”
That “relationship” and actually swallowing the cum were two different issues.
…I should’ve set it to something like “the man who wants her to swallow his cum” while I was at it.
Still—
“Ptooey—!!”
Watching An Jihye spit the pooled cum onto the floor and then spit out her saliva on top of it was seriously fucking hot.
She must have found it that disgusting.
I watched her keep going ptooey ptooey ptooey— and grinned as I dangled my still-stiff cock in front of her.
…I would’ve liked her to suck it one more time, but time was getting tight, which was a shame.
I waited a bit.
Only after An Jihye’s spitting stopped and she was glaring at me with those murderous eyes did I somehow manage to tuck my rock-hard cock back into my underwear.
She’d sucked me off twice.
Both times I’d come that hard.
And yet it was still just as massive.
She needed to see a cock like that so she’d know I wasn’t lying…
“Then I’ll be counting on you again next time, Jihye.”
“…….”
“Ah, and what I said earlier was real.”
“…What was?”
“If you ever want it, Jihye—if you feel like sucking—come anytime. I’ll give it to you whenever.”
…Because that would plant “expectation” in her.
“Like I’d ever be crazy enough….”
“Aren’t you wet right now?”
“…….”
To make that expectation a little more intuitive, I closed the distance by one step.
And in a low voice—
“Think about it. If this went inside you, you’d probably love it so much you’d die.”