Practical Training (6)
It was last night.
"Ah... ugh..."
I had promised myself last night that I wouldn't masturbate in bed like I did the day before, because if I kept it up, the lady of the house would surely catch me within a week. I decided I would only do it discreetly while in the shower from now on.
After a shower that lasted four times longer than usual, I lay in bed and lightly traced the space between my thighs.
"Huu... hu..."
When I finished my first masturbation—no, no, when I finished my shower—I had fully intended to collapse into bed and fall fast asleep. But because I’d gone to bed so late the night before, my eyes were wide open.
"Hick, hii..."
My pajama pants were down to my knees, and my panties were caught around them. I began to press down lightly on my slick, wet clitoris. Of course, pressing hard feels good, but right now, I just wanted to close my eyes and tease myself. Why? Because I’d spent so much time touching my sensitive spots whenever I had a spare moment, trying to learn how to make myself feel better, that I’d inadvertently taught myself exactly how to do it.
"Ugh..."
Gently. Really, gently. Just enough to make my eyebrows twitch. I pretended to press hard, but kept it light. I coated my fingers in my own arousal and touched myself softly. After doing that for a while, I reached a point that’s hard to describe in words—if I had to, I’d say I was just incredibly desperate.
"..."
"Ugh..."
"Hiiik..."
Ignoring my thighs, which curled inward as if begging me to stop, I pressed down on my clitoris again and again.
"Hek... heek..."
It was around the tenth time I’d done this. I really need to sleep now... What about the towel? It feels so good, should I do it just one more time? Instead of closing my eyes, maybe I should watch some adult videos... These thoughts were floating around in my head.
"Haa... ha..."
Suddenly, a question popped into my mind.
"..."
Masturbating alone is fine because I know exactly how to touch myself to feel good, adjusting the pressure and lingering in the afterglow. But if I were to be caressed by someone else—a man, for instance... wouldn't it be possible that it wouldn't feel good at all? That curiosity had just popped up.
Of course, curiosity is highly volatile.
"..."
"Ungh... ugh..."
I’d been watching an adult video—the kind where the man keeps leaving red handprints on a woman’s buttocks and pulls on her tail while they have sex—and while I was busy masturbating in the exact same position, I’d completely forgotten about that thought.
103: Please, help me.
That was the first thought that filled my head as I lay sprawled on top of Seo Woojin’s body.
"Don't... lick it...!"
"...But I’d like to lick it a little."
"Th-that... ah, that, your cock, yes, I’ll lick it hard, so please, stooop..."
"..."
"Let go of my butt...!"
"..."
"Ugh... seriously... phee... haa..."
Seo Woojin held my hips lightly so I couldn't escape, making soft kissing sounds. He’d been fine a moment ago, but now, staring blankly at his cock, which was starting to drip with transparent pre-cum, I frowned and, following his command, stuck the tip of my tongue out and began to lick it wetly.
"Ungh...?! St-stop licking, I told you to let go...!"
"..."
But the result was exactly as I’d expected. Even though I’d obediently followed his orders, he absolutely would not let go of my hips. Instead, he gripped my pelvis—which was busy twitching and trying to escape—and pulled me hard against his face, slowly dragging his tongue over my clitoris, which was sensitive beyond measure, just as I had licked his cock. He was forcibly engraving pleasure into my body.
What should I do? How could I persuade Seo Woojin to stop this? If I brought out my tail and ears to overpower him, he was practically a civilian with only healing abilities... but if I gave up and let go, that was absolutely out of the question. If I let Seo Woojin do this to me any longer, something really terrible would happen. I might end up drooling arousal all over his face, or fainting right here... or getting so turned on that I’d start rubbing myself against his lips. Anything like that...
"..."
"Please, please stop..."
"...Why? You were the one who asked. You asked how to make me cum quickly."
"...A-ah?"
Did I say that out loud...? No, that’s not what’s important right now. Before I show him something even more shameful, I have to persuade Seo Woojin. I’ll tell him I’ll lick him even harder, so let’s stop this embarrassing position. I’d rather kneel and lick his cock like I did at the beginning.
"Woojin..."
"...Can you see the pre-cum dripping from the tip of my cock?"
"...Pr-pre-cum...?"
"Ah, it’s the transparent stuff that comes out of the glans when I feel good."
"I know that...! I know at least that much..."
"Really? Then this will be easy to explain."
"..."
"...Suck it. Hard. If you want the cum you asked for inside your mouth."
I’d gathered my courage to speak, but I couldn't even get a single word out properly, let alone a sentence. Seo Woojin had seized control of the conversation.
"I-I’m going to suck it, but...!"
"Do you have another condition?"
"...You don't need to... lick my clit..."
"...What are you talking about? You were the one who asked me to tell you my preferences earlier. You said you wanted to make me cum as fast as possible."
"...That’s true, but..."
"Think about it simply. If there’s something erotic right in front of your eyes, wouldn't I cum faster?"
I hadn't even managed to persuade Seo Woojin; I’d been persuaded myself. Come to think of it, I’d had those kinds of fantasies when I masturbated too. A muscular man, or something like that. And I was the one who asked him, 'How can I make you cum quickly?' Seo Woojin was just literally telling me how to make him ejaculate faster. And to be even more honest...
"...Do you dislike it? Me licking your clit?"
"..."
"Should I stop?"
"..."
"Speak up. I can't hear you."
"I-I want you to... lick it later... but..."
It wasn't that I disliked the act itself, or that it felt bad and I wanted him to stop—it was because it felt so much better than I’d imagined, and I was terrified I’d do something shameful, so I was asking him to stop. Aaaaaah... seriously... saying this out loud makes me want to die of embarrassment. If I’d just remembered my father’s warning that 'you shouldn't show your weaknesses easily' and hadn't reacted at all, it might have been different, but I’d already been twitching my hips every time he licked me, as if to say, 'I’m going to cum.' How could I growl a lie in the middle of this?
If he just went back to licking my clit softly like before, my voice would melt into a meow. Seo Woojin must know that, too.
"A-anyway...! Let’s talk about that later..."
"..."
"...I’ll s-suck it, so just let go of my arms for a second."
"No. You’re just trying to run away."
"N-no, I’m not..."
"...I’ll let you go once I cum. Okay?"
Don't lick my clit. Failed. Can't I just kneel and lick it like before? Failed. In the end, even the last-ditch lie I’d prepared had failed. Since there was no other way, I groaned while sprawled on top of Seo Woojin and finally...
"...Chup, phee..."
I gripped the base of Seo Woojin’s hideous-looking cock and slowly, this time in reverse, shoved it deep into my small mouth. It would be better to make him cum as fast as possible so nothing shameful happened. If I sprayed my arousal all over Seo Woojin’s face... I might bite my tongue off from the shame.
"...Then, now me..."
"...Pha... that’s not necessary...?! Hiiik..."
He couldn't have missed me saying it wasn't necessary, even if I’d been cut off. My clitoris, which had only known my own fingers for the past two days, was being touched by someone else’s body again. And by a tongue, which was incomparably softer than any finger. Press, press...
I told you it wasn't necessary. You’re such a bad guy. You can tell what’s happening by the way my hips twitch every time you lick my clit, yet you still hold my pelvis tight so I can't escape, tormenting my clit with your tongue while massaging my butt with your hand. You’re a bad guy.
"Ha-up... ... Chup..."
With his cock filling my mouth, my cheeks flushed red. I made loud sucking sounds, bobbing my head diligently. The protruding glans caught on my lips, scraping away my saliva, and then it pushed back in, deeper and deeper, until the tip hit the back of my throat. Ugh. I really can't do this. Was this called deep-throating? How on earth do people do this? I’ve only taken in about half, and I already feel like I’m going to throw up...
"...If you feel like you’re going to throw up, you don't have to try to take it so deep. You don't have to try so hard without knowing the tricks."
"...Pha... I-I was just trying it once."
"Practice deep-throating next time; just try licking with your tongue today. ...It felt really good earlier."
"...Chup... Up..."
Seo Woojin spoke kindly, yet even then, he was gripping my butt and licking my clit. Instead of answering, I just nodded repeatedly with his cock filling my mouth. The moans leaking out because of you... I was too embarrassed to let you hear them. And your cock, which I’m licking right now... it was twitching, as if you were about to cum at any moment.
"...Phee... E-bup..."
I gripped the base of his cock with one hand and, just as I’d learned, moved it up and down, licking the glans. Suddenly, Seo Woojin pulled my pelvis even harder and began to nibble at my clit with his teeth. I gripped his cock with all my might, my head filled with question marks—hek, hek?—and as I leaked arousal, I could only gasp out questions.
"...Eh..."
I felt something thick surging through the bumpy veins under my grip. Instinctively, I clamped my lips around the glans.
"...Up, ...u-up, ...ugh."
Vrrr, bup, vrrr, bup-bup...
I received the semen, which had coagulated like jelly from all the licking, into my mouth.
"... ... ..."
Vrrr, vrrr...
With his mouth sucking on my clitoris and his cock filling my mouth, my cheeks were puffed out. It was overflowing from the corners of my mouth, and I was forced to swallow—I didn't really want to, but there was just so much of it. Bup, bup, vrrr, v-ooh... He kept pouring that thick, pungent male semen into my mouth.
About ten seconds passed—or what felt like a full minute—of breathing in the scent of his semen to my heart’s content.
"...Huu."
"... ..."
The sound of me spraying arousal all over Seo Woojin’s face while sucking his cock. The sound of Seo Woojin biting my clitoris while ejaculating into my mouth. The sound of someone swallowing hard. Seo Woojin’s sigh mixed in between.
Slap, slap.
He tapped my butt lightly, as if telling me to come to my senses.
"...Su-a."
"..."
Ridiculously, just from that light touch, I twitched and reached a light climax.
"...Stop wagging your tail. It’s distracting."
"...Phee-up..."
Even though he’d already ejaculated, he pulled my hair from behind to yank his cock out of my mouth, as if telling me not to keep licking it as if I wanted more, but I still twitched and reached a light climax.
"...Did you want to eat it that much? My semen?"
"Heek... he..."
Hitting my butt without permission was a very insulting act. Yanking someone’s hair to limit their movement was a very insulting act. And asking me that after feeding me semen, which wasn't even food... that was probably a very insulting act, too.
"...Do you want more?"
"Yes..."
I didn't really know about that. I just felt good. I didn't know why, but it felt so good. I answered immediately, wagging my lion tail, and began to lick Seo Woojin’s cock again with all my might. I made sure not to let my teeth touch it, so I wouldn't leave a scratch. I did it with great care. Using only my tongue.