Outdoor Orgasm Control
“Haa, ah… haeuung…”
While the faint sound of a dog barking drifted through my headset, the second woman had both hands all over my breasts. Maybe it was because my chest was so large and eye-catching, but the moment she tied the dog beside me, she went straight for them. Not that I minded the feeling of my breasts being fondled. And she probably wouldn’t stop there…
With that relaxed thought in mind, I kept letting out sweet sighs as a burning heat rose from my chest. Yet the longer I felt those dreamy hands kneading me, the more a subtle sense of unease grew inside me. It was different from the first woman… a tiny but unmistakable difference.
…The second woman was deliberately avoiding my nipples.
Even when she squeezed my large breasts together from both sides, forcing them into a lewd, protruding shape, or when she grabbed two big handfuls and massaged them roughly, she never once touched the stiff, aching peaks that trembled at the tips. In this deserted nighttime park with no one to intervene, being treated like a toy by a total stranger felt strangely good. The gentle waves of warm pleasure spreading from my chest felt even better. But separate from the excitement flooding my body and mind, the nagging sense that something vital was missing tormented me.
If she would just pinch my nipples right now, I was sure I could come properly.
Driven by that desperate need, I subtly pushed my chest forward in invitation, but the woman ignored my plea entirely. She kept stroking my breasts while blatantly avoiding the nipples. It was almost as if she had noticed how badly I wanted it there and was teasing me on purpose.
“Haa, ah… haat, haaaang…”
High-pitched moans kept slipping from my parted lips, but they never reached their peak. Being kept right on the edge like this, combined with the earlier denial of a proper pussy orgasm, was slowly driving me insane.
“Excuse me, ah— mmph…!”
Unable to endure any longer, I tried to beg her to touch my nipples, but she pressed her index finger firmly against my lips, silencing me. It was the decisive gesture of an owner telling an overeager dog no. The way she treated me not like a person but like an animal made fresh masochistic pleasure bloom inside me. It calmed my aching body for a moment, but the effect was like drinking salt water while dying of thirst. It only made my suppressed desire for orgasm surge even hotter.
“Haat, ah, haaak… haaaaang…”
Until now I had clung to a passive attitude, letting myself be touched and fucked. But my mind was now flooded with sticky, overwhelming need. I wanted to come so badly. Right in front of her, I began to shake my hips seductively, openly trying to tempt her. Unrestrained moans poured from my mouth for her to hear. I deliberately splattered the bench with the thick, wet nectar dripping from my soaked pussy, dancing a vulgar dance of courtship.
Still feeling it wasn’t enough, I went further.
“Woof… woof woof…! Woorf… ngh, haek… haek, haek…!”
Wondering if a dog owner like her might enjoy it, I barked like a bitch in heat and panted with my tongue hanging out. The desperate feeling that I would do anything for pleasure made the normal daily life I had resolved to reclaim feel distant again. That realization excited me even more, heating my body until it burned.
I wasn’t even being touched between my legs. No thick dildo was stirring my womb. All I wanted was a brief touch to my nipples, yet I had thrown away every scrap of human dignity and was imitating a bitch right in front of a real dog. I didn’t even need my pussy played with. If she would just pinch my nipples hard… No, even a light brush would be enough. That alone would make me come.
“Hek, haek… heu, huk… huuk, hik…”
The unreachable climax hovering right in front of me had me so frantic I felt like I was losing my mind. My panting had turned into sobs, and tears were welling up beneath the blindfold. I was on the verge of crying like a child because I wanted to come so badly but couldn’t. That was when the woman finally lifted her hands from my breasts.
She pinched both of my pierced nipples between her thumb and index finger, then twisted them hard—one clockwise, one counterclockwise—before I could even react.
“Ah, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah———!!”
The massive amount of pleasure that had been packed into every nerve ending in my body exploded at once, triggered by the brutal twisting of my nipples. Even though my eyes were covered by the blindfold, my vision flooded with pure white light. My mind went so blank I wondered if I might actually faint. My body convulsed beyond my control, trembling violently.
It felt as if my consciousness had separated from my flesh. While I vaguely observed my own reactions, the orgasms I had been denied until now all burst out at once. My lower belly heaved roughly, and I clearly felt an endless stream of girl-cum spraying from my pussy like a water pistol.
The aftershocks of that climax, which had raged through every pleasure nerve in my body, finally began to subside only when the woman picked up the marker lying beside me and popped the cap open with a click.
“Haeuu… haa, haa… haaang… Ah, ngh…”
She stood there for a moment, perhaps thinking of what phrase to write on me, listening to my pitiful moans. Then she wrote large letters above my still-twitching nipples. Below the thick line the first woman had drawn beside my pussy, she added another stroke.
Having left what might have been proof that she had taken me—or perhaps a simple review—she set the marker down beside me with a light tap, just like the woman before her. Then she took the barking dog and slowly walked away.
“Huu… haa, haa… haaa…”
I remained with my legs spread in an M-shape, fingers laced behind my head, limbs splayed wide open. I savored the lingering echoes of climax, breathing out one hot sigh after another. Being edged to the limit and then sent over by having my nipples twisted had felt incredible, but I still wanted to come from my pussy more than anything…
Fingers delicately rubbing the sensitive folds inside me would be perfect. Or a thick dildo brutally thrusting deep enough to lift my womb. As if answering that exact wish, the sound of another set of footsteps echoed through the strangely empty park. The steps sounded light through the headset. It seemed the next visitor was a woman too.
I swallowed the saliva that had filled my mouth and pushed my pussy forward a little more. Taking the pose of a bitch begging to be raped, I waited desperately for the third woman to find me.
“Haa, ang… haang, aaaaang…! Ah, haup… chu, heung, chu, chuuu…”
I sat inside the park management office, leisurely savoring Seon-ah’s rhythmic moans through my earphones. Quite a bit of time had passed since we started. The course I had prepared for her was nearly finished. This time I had sent in several girls at once, each carrying a dildo, so on her end she was probably…
Just from the sounds alone, it was obvious how much she was enjoying the gift I had given her.
At first she had been so terrified she tried to send the “stranger” away no matter what. Now she seemed to have completely forgotten that fear. She was letting out adorably lewd moans and actively seducing a partner whose face she couldn’t even see.
I couldn’t watch with my own eyes, but I knew it clearly. Seon-ah was gradually being completed.
“Hey, Eun-jeong?”
“Ah, yeah… What is it?”
My friend, who had been stroking the dog I brought from the villa for this little performance, looked up at me cautiously.
“Can’t we each go in one more time?”
“…”
When I glanced around after her question, I saw the girls who had already taken their turns at the park. Instead of returning to the lodging, they were sneaking glances at me, clearly hoping for another chance. If they were just going to loiter outside like that, I might as well have told them to go rest.
“No. We can’t leave Seon-ah out there too long or she’ll catch a cold. Didn’t Ye-ji just come back and tell us? She said both her top and bottom are completely drenched right now.”
“Heeeng…”
“…Wait. What time is it?”
Only then did I realize how late it had gotten. I hurriedly checked my phone and saw that two full hours had already passed since I first tied Seon-ah to the bench. Even if we weren’t completely finished, it was time to bring her in.
“…Can you hand me the wet wipes and blanket? And the rest of you should head back before Seon-ah notices you. Oh, and take down the ‘No Entry’ sign on your way out.”
After gathering everything I needed to clean and cover her, I shooed away my reluctant classmates and hurried deeper into the park. I had deliberately avoided installing cameras, monitoring her only through the earphones. I wondered what kind of state Seon-ah would be in.
Just thinking about it made my lower belly flutter with excitement.