Others' Gazes (4)
Thwack, thwack, thwack. "Ahhng." Thwack, thwack. "Haaahhh."
The man pinned beneath her. The woman atop him, grinding her hips mercilessly.
Huh? What the fuck? How did it turn into this all of a sudden?
Ten minutes ago, it had started when I'd smugly grabbed Yuri's hand, put it on my dick, and told her to shove it in herself. In Japanese porn, in webtoons—hell, everywhere—the male lead boldly commands the girl who's fallen for him, and she submits completely. I'd cherished that moment as my little fantasy, and with Yuri, I'd finally lived it out.
But what the hell is this? Ahhng. Feels like I'm the one getting fucked.
At first, when Yuri had gripped my cock tight and just stared at me in silence, I'd thought I'd rushed things too much. I'd even worried about how to wriggle out of this awkward spot naturally.
But then she glanced at my face, bit her lip, rubbed it against her pussy like she was warming up, and without hesitation, slid it right inside her.
Bliss. Dizziness. The pleasure blooming from my lower abdomen was twice as intense as before, exploding like fireworks. At first, I thrust my hips even harder into that ecstasy.
Overcome by the sensation, I shed all limits of my body, pounding into Yuri more fiercely, more passionately than ever, slamming her down. Her pale, slender ankles draped over my shoulders were a visual feast, fueling my arousal.
From above to below. I drove into her even more savagely, unleashing my beastly instincts. Splat, splat, splat. Even as those explosive sounds echoed through the room, even as I looked down to see Yuri's eyes rolling back, lost in pleasure and crying out—I reveled in my male superiority, hips pistoning relentlessly.
Exactly five minutes. I'd been hammering away from above like a madman when a sudden thirst burned in my loins, a heavy ache throbbing in my waist. I paused for a breath—and that's when it flipped.
Wh-what? Huh?
Yuri wouldn't allow even that brief lull. As my rhythm slackened, her eyes flashed wildly. Her hands, which had been roaming my chest, shoved me down hard, flipping me onto my back.
Instant cowgirl. Before I could even process, she'd mounted me like a starved lioness eyeing fresh venison, licking her lips.
Fuck me.
We were already connected; no need to realign. She just twisted her body atop me and started riding.
Urk? Ahhng?
I'd done cowgirl plenty with Senior Yumi, so it wasn't new. But when your shy little kitten climbs up on the counter and starts going wild? The thrill doubles.
Splat. Thwack-thwack-thwack. "Eek? Mmph? Eek-eek-eek."
The sudden role reversal, Yuri mounting me without a second thought and bouncing like crazy—how could I not be stunned? But that shock lasted only a moment. Once the pleasure kicked in, I was lost.
Looking up at her from below was worlds apart from pounding down. Her breasts weren't massive like Yumi's, but bigger than the Korean average, jiggling wildly against her slim waistline—a different kind of visual treat.
Her hip movements weren't skilled by any stretch, but the way she earnestly lifted and slammed down, tits flopping everywhere? Adorably erotic.
I reached up and grabbed those bouncing breasts, squeezing tight.
"Haaah."
Yuri arched her back like a bow at my touch, her flexibility and softness transmitting straight to me.
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack.
I kneaded her tits like dough, thumbs teasing her stiff, protruding nipples. She sped up in response, the pleasure stripping away our bodily limits as we lost ourselves in the frenzy.
"Ahhhng. Huh-huh-huh."
"Haaaang."
I felt her tight pussy clenching my cock, her sticky juices flooding, making everything slicker. The friction turned downright obscene. Schlick-schlick-schlick.
"Huff-huff-huff."
"Haaah. Haaahng."
Lost in the lewd symphony, Yuri rode me hard until her limit hit—her hips starting to quiver. Maybe muscle fatigue from grinding so long, but more likely, she was overwhelmed by the building ecstasy.
Unlike before, when she'd just spread her legs and let me take over, this time she was calling the shots—probing her own depths with my cock as her pillar, figuring out exactly how to hit her sweet spots for maximum thrill.
That focus amplified everything. As climax crashed toward her like a tidal wave, she couldn't hold herself up anymore, bracing her hands on my chest.
"Haaahng... I, I need a sec..."
"Huh-huh-huh."
No words needed—I knew she was on the edge. Just ten minutes into full cowgirl, but time didn't matter. The novelty and excitement had consumed her.
Fuck... Thought I was gonna die.
I didn't show it, but from the moment she'd started riding, I'd been teetering on explosion. Still, handing over control for the first time—to her, eyes rolled back, burning with desire—I didn't want to snuff that flame early. Man's pride? Nah, more like consideration for her.
Her frantic riding wasn't for me; it was her chasing her own peak. Whatever. Felt fucking amazing. Right up there with my first time with Yumi-senior.
Yumi's massive tits were visual overload alone, and groping them? Mind-melting. Her athletic squeezes milked you dry.
But Yuri? Different flavor. Her face. Even now, sexually open with me, she'd always been the Ice Princess in my mind. That cold mask melting into heated ecstasy—biting her lip to stifle moans at first, but as she rocked harder, inevitably screaming out. The contrast hit like a gut punch of pleasure.
Like a prim housewife unleashing her inner slut at climax.
Fuck, jackpot. Seeing this side of Yuri makes my day complete. But... not enough.
I looked up at her, still astride me, panting through her afterglow, body trembling faintly. Pride swelled in me as a man, but separately—I hadn't cum yet.
I snatched her hands from my chest.
"...Huh?"
She shuddered, dazed eyes meeting mine in confusion. But I ignored it.
"I'm still hungry. Fucking starving."
"...?"
Her blank stare made me grin. I yanked her arms, pulling her down onto my chest.
"Eeeek?"
She yelped but face-planted onto me anyway. Looking up confused, she met my gaze. I stroked her hair, staring into those wide eyes.
"Ooh yeah. You're getting cuter by the second, Yuri—like a puppy. Back when we met, you were all sharp and foxy."
"Mmm..."
Her face flushed, unsure how to respond. I chuckled—half-joke to lighten the mood. Her shy reactions mid-embrace were sweetly addictive.
"Heh heh heh. My turn now, Yuri."
No time for reply—I grabbed her tits.
"Hnnngh."
Still sensitive from her orgasm, she convulsed, moaning wildly. Undeterred, I kneaded away.
We were still joined. During her "break," I'd softened a bit, but my cock stayed rock-hard inside her. Feeling her soft tits, it turned steel.
Yuri felt it too—that volcanic heat swelling—and tried to sit up. But I wrapped an arm around her neck, holding her down.
"Haa...?"
Perplexed, she stared. I leaned in for a kiss.
Mwah.
She blinked blankly, then flushed crimson as realization hit.
Heh heh. Cute.
Admiring her, I went for another—
Chuuup. Smack-smack.
This time, she hugged my neck, kissing aggressively. Light pecks turned deep, tongues tangling as we devoured each other.
Schluuup.
"Mmm?"
Her eyes widened mid-kiss. Grinning, I pinched her tits. Her sleek waist-to-ass curve bowed like a bowstring, driving my cock even deeper.
Cowgirl position intact, but now I thrust up from below, hugging her tight.
"Haaaahng."
My cock shoved aside her clamping walls, piercing toward her womb. She squirmed at the dizzying depth, but I pinned her waist with one arm, sealing her mouth with mine, tits in my other hand.
Perfect setup achieved—I exploded upward.
Slaaap!
"Ahhhng! Haaaak!"
Lips locked, she could only whimper through muffled moans, hugging my neck tighter.
Lingering orgasm waves met the new surge. Anticipation fueled her embrace.
Thud. Splat. Splat. Splat.
Steady rhythm from below—my pulsing cock throbbing deep inside her. So thick, it scraped every wall, hitting every sensitive spot.
Pleasure crept back; her kisses grew fervent.
"Mmm. Haap. Churp. Smack-smack-smack."
Ultimate affection for her pleasure-giving lover—she sucked my tongue like candy, channeling her ecstasy.
Smack-smack-smack-smack-smack.
Feeling her sticky tongue, my pace quickened. Lying back, thighs straining, I drove deeper, hungrier.
Thwack-thwack-thwack.
"Churrrp. Haaa. Ahhhk. Ahhng!"
As I sped up, she broke the kiss, burying her face in my shoulder. Nothing left but the scorching heat at our junction.
Too intense for anything else—pleasure doubling with every thrust.
"Haang. Ahhng. I, I'm..."
"Just a bit more. Hold on. Almost there. Hngh."
I cut off her plea, doubling down. Our embrace squished her tits beautifully. Each thrust made her flexible waist undulate in sleek curves.
I groped her everywhere—smooth skin, perfect lines.
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick.
Lewd friction roared from her core. Eyes, ears, touch—every sense feasted on Yuri.
Huhk, huff-huff-huff. Can't hold back anymore, ahhng.
Ejaculation hit. I gripped her ass, slamming her down hard.
"Aaaaang!"
Face in my shoulder, she'd whimpered softly—now she screamed as the massive wave crashed.
"Ahhaaang!"
Her orgasmic cry triggered mine.
Thwack-thwack-thwack! "Hah-hngh!"
Last frantic thrusts pierced deep. Then—explosion, release.
Drip, drip, drip.
As my cock slipped free, she felt the cum leaking out, eyes closing. Still clinging tight to my neck.