I Absolutely Won't Have Sex With You (3)
Oh no. This is completely different from the scenario in my head.
"Hnnng…."
"……."
She's lying there so obediently while I grind away at her—that's not the picture I wanted. No, what I planned was to poke and prod at Seo Woojin's nerves from the start, hold back until he finally snapped, then lash out when he moved in a fit of anger. I'd glare right into his face and snap at him: What the hell do you think you're doing? Let go of my hand! Something like that.
Because... you know... being forcibly pinned to the bed... or standing on tiptoes at the doorway with my heels lifted... or hoisted up so I couldn't resist... Ah, whatever. I had all those scenarios in mind, right? But this... this is just me raping Seo Woojin.
"...Woojin's a guy who likes getting raped by girls, huhhh…."
"……."
"You said you didn't want to have sex with me... ehehehe…."
Why did it turn out like this? I don't like it. This isn't like back when I thought he was kinda cute and cooed over him sweetly. What the hell is this? The reason I deliberately chose a school far from home, jacking up my deviation score. The reason I boarded that crowded train every morning, lost in delightful fantasies. Even when a creepy pervert stuck to me after just a few stops, I didn't scream—I just let it happen. Because looks or body or whatever, there might be more to it, right? You never know. That's why I followed that molester to some secluded park bathroom, full of pointless hopes. From my JC days as a lump of delusions, to my JK days lowering my mental hurdles endlessly from pent-up frustration. Praying he'd show up tomorrow, masturbating until I passed out and dragging myself to school in a haze the next day. I thought the guy who could fix all that had finally appeared right in front of me, so why can't you lay your hands on my body like those other perverts? You shitty bastard... I even let go of your wrists so you could move freely. You could grab my hair tight. Curse me out like fucking bitch and shove my face into your crotch over and over, or yank on my loosely wrapped tail... Or, yeah. You could hit me, right? If you'd done that, I'd be whimpering ow ow on the floor, peeking at your face all teary-eyed. You just mauled my tits roughly like they were yours a minute ago—why stop now...? Urghhh.... Have I been too scary with Woojin all this time? If I'd toned down the intimidation just enough to make him want to fight back a little? Nah, that doesn't feel right either. How the hell was I supposed to steer this exactly where I wanted? Maybe rile him up more... What should I say to do that...? Swear words? Dirty talk? Insults? No, no. Even if I suddenly started cursing, he wouldn't get any madder here. Same with dirty talk or insults. We've already had plenty of empty chit-chat.... Something that turns him on? Hmm. My Korean isn't that fluent, so I'm not sure. How the hell do I...? Urghhh....
...Ah. Screw it. For now….
"...Sis'll make you feel even betterrr…."
"……."
Lick, lick. While stroking the shaft hard with my hand, I flicked my tongue up the tip like a piercing.
Slurp.... Beeeh….
The filthy male stench from that room in my fantasies—tissue wads rolling around everywhere. A similar pungent musk slides over my tongue and fills my nostrils.
...I've only done this in my head before. Licking a real guy's dick for the first time. Am I doing it okay...? That thought crossed my mind, but looking at Woojin's face, it seems like this feels better than before. For the first time, a hint of distress mixes into his eyes, which were full of murder until now. Plus, compared to when I was just using my hands, his dick feels thicker.
Yeah. If I keep licking like this and fill Woojin's head with lust until it swells up, maybe he'll get rougher….
……Hmm. Okay, then. Let's steer toward a blowjob….
"Hauuup.... Pffuuh…."
"……."
I slide my hand gripping the dick all the way to the base, then slather my saliva over the twitching glans and shaft a few times. My bangs keep falling annoyingly, so I keep sweeping them back while lick, lick. Porn comics say the glans is the most sensitive part for guys. I lap eagerly at the tip twitching with pleasure until it's slick with my piercing tongue. Until Seo Woojin's glans is coated sticky with my spit, and the dripping liquid piles up layer by layer on my tongue again. But he's still gnashing his teeth. Can't cum. Can't get hard. Gotta hold back. Something like that.
...Haa.... I wish he'd stop overthinking and just focus on feeling good….
...Screw it.
"Mmm…."
"Kuh…."
I part my lips a bit more and lightly nip the tip of this naughty dick. Not to make him feel good—to piss him off. If he wants to vent his anger, shove it down my throat already. I relax my neck like a cat, loosen the tail wrapped around his wrist with a swish, leave an invisible bite mark, then dangle strings of saliva from my inner lips and tongue tip while beaming at him.
But Seo Woojin doesn't budge. He twitches his hips in surprise at the unexpected move, but that's it. Just furrowing his brows and glaring at my face….
…….
……?
That's it….
"...Pfhaaa.... Hehe.... Now it's nice and stiff…."
"……."
I sever the lingering thread of saliva with my tongue, then glance down. And I see it.
"...Ah, um.... ...Ahahaha…."
Bigger than I expected. Way bigger. My thumb and index finger can't even wrap around it anymore. My tiny handspan falls just short. The veins that were bumpy a moment ago are now vividly pronounced. At 160cm, with a full head's difference between me and Woojin, if this went into my belly.... It'd definitely fill me up past my navel, forcibly stretching my pussy that's trying to hold its shape, pounding my womb with wet thuds, thuds, thuds.
……Seo Woojin's now rock-hard dick.
"D-Did sis's bite feel good…?"
"……."
"It felt good, huhhh.... Hehe…."
...Crazy. Crazy. Crazy. I swallow the strangled voice leaking from my lips and play it cool, bluffing away. I knew it was big when I poked it with my foot last time, but not this big.... It looks like something out of an NTR doujin. The kind where they dick-train your innocent childhood friend on some flimsy excuse….
……Ah, whatever. I take a deep breath so Seo Woojin doesn't notice, then flash another dopey grin. Get it together. To get thoroughly fucked by this dick….
"……."
"Our Woojin... pretends not to be in front of sis, but you're a total masochist, huhhh.... Hnggg…."
I need to make Woojin seriously pissed at me somehow.
"Want me to do more…? Lick it nice and soft again…? Or bite it like before…?"
"……."
"Be honest.... I'll do it…."
Be honest. You want to fuck this bitch who's grinning and spouting nonsense until she's broken, right? Grab the horns sprouting conveniently above my head, force me to swallow your dick to the hilt. Blast baby batter straight down my throat until your balls are empty. Hey, all the hentai guys do it. The sassy girl character who acts cocky from page 1 gets forcibly... By page 10, she's getting railed doggy-style with a monstrous cock, and by 20, she's apologizing sorry, sorry, but he ignores it and creampies her madly until her womb's bloated, ending on page 30 with her wrecked pussy oozing thick cum while she smiles brokenly.
...Guys all think like that. That's why they draw so much of it. That's why it caught my pure middle-school eyes.
...You're a guy too, so you like that stuff. Perverted bastard….
"Woojinaaa.... If you keep saying nothing to sis……."
That tendon-like thing under the dick. The glans bulging with vulgar ridges. I stare at my saliva slowly dripping from it, then look up at Seo Woojin with the same relaxed expression as before.
"Sis'll do whatever she wants…?"
...Imagining a future where you treat me like the heroine in some porn comic, rail me doggy-style with this monstrous cock, ignore my sorry, my bad, no more honey traps apologies, creampie me irresponsibly until my belly's full, and end it at page 30… ...With that, soaking my panties with masochistic bitch juices, staring right at him.
*****
She'd whine about her arm hurting and stop soon. That's why I was trying to endure just a little.
"Mmm.... Mmph.... Pfhaaa…."
"……."
……But thinking it over carefully, something was off.
"Nnghmp..., mmph.... Mmph…."
It wasn't weird that Yojora was forcing herself on me. She'd been eyeing me hungrily even before my regression, testing the waters to fuck me. Back then, camaraderie probably kept her at bay with just sex appeal. Nor was it weird that Yojora was licking my dick herself. Right now, I'm struggling not to fuck her. She's desperate to get me hard any way possible to fuck me. If it's just to erect it and rail me, that explains it.
But.
No matter how I thought about it, one thing didn't add up.
"Nnghhmp.... Nngency…."
'A dick already hard enough to penetrate,' being 'sucked with meticulous care not to let a single tooth touch it.'
No matter how I sliced it, that was weird.
"...Pfhaaaa.... Slurp.... Hauup…."
Yojora, who grinned and called herself a sadist at the drop of a hat. Yojora, who went dead silent the moment I roughly squeezed her tits. Yojora, who followed me to my place without a single complaint despite having her tits mauled against her tastes. Yojora, who pins me down declaring she'll rape me, then keeps giving this devoted blowjob and insists it's 'rape.'
"……."
...A wildly strange hypothesis spun wildly in my head.