Lust Relief Program: Round 2 (3)
Seong Eun-young's face was flushed bright red with embarrassment as she lay there with her legs spread wide, accepting my caresses.
"Is this how it's done?"
"Hah... haat... hngh...!"
"You need to answer properly."
"Yes... hngh...! Like that, the clitoris... haang...!"
Her reluctant words trailed off into moans before she could finish. It was nothing special—just softly rubbing her entrance and focusing on her clit—but recreating her husband's touch was really shaking her up mentally. The prolonged, sticky caresses had thoroughly heated her body. She was plenty ready for me to slam my cock in right now, but since I'd set the concept for today, I decided to take it slow.
"Is that all? While caressing down there, don't you do anything else?"
"Usually, while doing that, he fondles my breasts or kisses me... hngh...!?"
Before she could finish, I sealed her lips with mine and gently kneaded her soft breasts.
"Mmm... mm... hn, haaaang...!"
What I called a kiss was just me toying with her tongue however I wanted since she had no intention of reciprocating, but the soft pleasure rising from her pussy and tits made hot breath gush out from deep inside—a pretty damn good show.
"Puhaa... haa..."
Only when her hips started twitching more and more frequently did I pull away from her mouth. Seong Eun-young breathed deeply with hazy eyes, catching her breath.
"Let's stop the foreplay there. What position do you usually do it in?"
"P-position?"
"Yeah. Missionary or doggy style, something like that. Any favorites? Yours or your husband's."
It was embarrassing, sure, but not a question she couldn't answer. Seong Eun-young looked flustered as she carefully chose her words.
"...My husband always does it from on top."
"Missionary, right?"
"Missionary... yes... I think so."
Even talking about her own sex life, she sounded uncertain.
"You don't seem convinced. Be sure."
"Well, I don't really know positions... If it's the man moving from above, that must be missionary..."
"Ahh..."
In this day and age, who doesn't know missionary or doggy? But honestly, before I got the Succubus System, I was pretty much indifferent to sex myself, so it's unusual but not weird. And she's a generation older than me, so she probably had even less exposure than kids these days.
"Then let's check. You lie down like this, and your husband inserts from above like me—is that right?"
"...Y-yes, it is."
Her face flushed with panic at suddenly recreating the position. But it was only for a moment.
Schlick...!
"Hik...!?"
I pushed my cock straight in where I'd positioned it at her entrance while mimicking the pose, and a scream burst out from her surprise.
"S-suddenly...! Hngh...! Ah... haak...!"
I hadn't lubed up beforehand, so it wasn't perfectly smooth, but her insides were so sloppily soaked that I rocked my hips front and back gently, coating myself in her juices as I slid in deeper. Seong Eun-young jolted in shock at the sudden penetration, her body twitching wildly from the pleasure surging up from below.
"Huu..."
Unlike her shy reactions, her pussy clung to me without a gap, like it'd been waiting forever, squeezing my cock so tight it felt amazing even without moving.
"Compared to your husband, how's the size?"
"I-I don't know."
This one really hit her psyche—she whipped her head away, avoiding my eyes with a firmer tone than before to dodge the answer.
"It's for the marital relations survey. My size is tough to beat anyway, so it's not weird if I'm bigger than him. Be honest."
"Marital relations...?"
"Checking if your sex life is going okay. Your spiked libido might come from issues there."
At the words "marital relations," Seong Eun-young's gaze flicked back toward me from where it'd retreated to the wall.
"I'm satisfied..."
"Just procedure. No problem means no problem—that's it."
Her rock-solid love for her husband was the biggest hurdle in conquering her, but also the best card to play. Right now, even as she clearly showed she didn't want to answer, that phrase had her pondering it.
"...Bigger than my husband."
As she squeezed out the words in a strained voice, her already tight pussy clenched even harder, pressing down on my cock.
No joke?
Her original grip was already great, but this was virgin-tight; my cock throbbed, begging to move fast. Seong Eun-young herself, though, seemed too worried about what reaction would come next to notice the change down there.
"Good. So how far does your husband reach? All the way to where I am now?"
"...No."
"Then..."
"Hngh...!"
"This far?"
Just pulling my hips back a little made her whole body tremble.
"...No."
"This?"
"...Feels like it."
I had to pull out from the deepest point to finally reach her husband's limit. Still, that's pretty big. He couldn't grind and pound her cervix like me, but if he skipped that, it'd be enough to build confidence.
"What about girth? Which feels more pressurized—his or mine?"
"Y-yours, Min-seok-ssi..."
As expected. She knew it deep down, but this question made the difference crystal clear.
"Got it for now. We'll check the rest as we go."
Schlick-!
"Hnggt...!"
I thrust my pulled-back hips forward, slamming deep inside, and her waist bucked.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Hngp, eut, hngh, haang...! Ang...!"
She curled up tight, trying to stifle her voice against the surprise movements, but moans started leaking out bit by bit.
"Does your husband move like this?"
"He... hngh...! Gentler... haak...!"
Following her feedback, I slowed my rough pounding into gentle stirring, sweeping every corner of her insides.
Squish... squish... squish...
"Haang... ng... eut... haak...!"
Her expression turned desperately needy at the sudden gentleness. Pleasure building as her overheated body twisted and jerked uncontrollably. It wasn't my preference for pounding away freely, but this wasn't bad either. I kept stirring her pussy while leaning down to suck on those breasts—the epitome of softness.
"Slurp... slrp... slurp..."
"Haang... haaang... hang..."
Her tits had this oddly sweet scent; I could suck them forever without getting bored. The taste was a little sweet too? Anyway, super addictive texture and flavor—I could knead and suck these all day. Plus, the pussy clenching tight below made it satisfying top and bottom.
"Hngh...! Haang, ang...! Haaang...!"
Seong Eun-young was steadily stacking pleasure, less intense than rough pounding but nonstop. She'd been aroused before coming here anyway, and even at this slow pace, it didn't take long for her to reach climax.
"Ah, haak...! Haaang, hngggg...!!"
Twitch! Twitch!
Flat on her back under me, Seong Eun-young writhed through her orgasm, her whole body jerking. Her inner walls spasmed around my cock just like her body, and juices gushed from our slick connection, soaking the sheets. Of course, only she climaxed; I savored the intensifying grip of her pussy, keeping my hips moving and sucking her tits.
Squish... squish... squish...
"Mm... slurp, slurp...!"
"Ah, haak...! I-I came...!"
"It's fine. Slurp, I'll satisfy you properly today too. Sluuurp...!"
"Hngk...! Th-that's not...! Hiiik...!"
I grabbed her tits with both hands, sucking hard before nibbling the nipple, and her pussy clenched super tight as her hips bucked.
"Breasts, biting...! Hngh...! Haang...!"
"Did it hurt? Should I go easier?"
"Hnggt...! N-no, not that...! Haak...!"
"Your tits are super sensitive. Does your husband like them too?"
"Haa... haa... Y-yes... he... eut... haaang...! Likes them...!"
Bringing up her husband again made her body flinch. Though down below, heat flared as her pussy squeezed tight.
"How does he caress your tits?"
"Hngk...! Like this... haaang...!"
"Kneading, sucking, biting like me."
"Yes... so please stop with the husband talk..."
"Sorry. It's necessary procedure. Churp. Chup..."
"Hnggg...!"
Despite her pained expression at the ongoing husband talk, when I teased the well-nibbled nipple with my tongue tip, new pleasure made her twist again.
"Anything else? Like ears. Churp."
"Hik...! Hwaaaang...!!"
Twitch! Twitch!
I licked wetly around her ear with the mouth that had been on her tits, and she jolted in surprise before lightly climaxing and writhing.
"What about stroking your sides or back?"
"Hiiiik...!"
"He must rub your clit even while thrusting, right?"
"Haaaang!!"
Every time I stopped sucking her tits to stroke and rub her body all over, Seong Eun-young climaxed and thrashed.
"Not answering, huh."
"Hngh, haak...! Haak...! H-husband only the clit... hiiiik...!"
"Like this?"
"Hngk...! Yes...! Like that...! Haaang! Anggg...!"
I kept pounding her pussy while pressing and rolling her protruding clit with my thumb, and she lost it completely. Her body, already hypersensitive from repeated shallow orgasms, was now so primed that touching anywhere sent her over the edge. And the piled-up climaxes finally tormented her most sensitive spot, pushing her to a much deeper peak.