Sex Battle with My Childhood Friend (2)
“Hiiik♡ Heuk♡ Pa-Paster...♡ I-I lost...♡ Now that I've lost...♡”
Ska kept declaring her defeat over and over, her pussy clamping down on my cock with tight, rhythmic squeezes. Her mouth hung open sloppily, her lips twisted in some ambiguous smirk that could’ve been a smile or a sob, drool streaming down her chin, eyes half-lidded and glazed. Her face was proof that the defeat she’d just spat out wasn’t a lie.
I won? Just like that? So pointlessly?
The victory I’d dreamed of for fifteen years fell into my hands more easily than I’d ever imagined. Like grabbing a soda from a vending machine—simple as that.
“Paster, it feels so gooood♡ Hngh...♡ Ska’s pathetic dog-cock-fed worthless premature pussy lost the second your massive, throbbing cock pierced it♡ Game over, Paster wins♡ This dog-cock-fed premature pussy Ska is so saaaad because she lost to the Paster she always looked down on♡ So hug me and make it better♡ Hold me tight, look me in the eyes, and thrust deep♡ Haaah♡”
Ska stretched out both arms, begging me to hold her. And she was asking me to comfort her broken heart from losing by hugging her? It was the kind of nonsense you hear with one ear and let out the other.
I ignored her pleading and contemplated the emptiness gnawing at my chest, even in victory. I’d won, but there was no sense of accomplishment. Was this what battles were like? What glory was there in a win this hollow? Could you call vending-machine-level ease a triumph?
It was fucking empty. I’d staked everything against the source of my trauma, my nemesis of fifteen years, and crushed her without her even trying anything. Perfectly, without a shred of doubt.
I can’t accept it. There’s no way I can.This isn’t the victory I wanted.
But a win was a win. Even if I didn’t accept it, Ska had admitted defeat, forcing me into the victor’s role. For the real fight I craved, she’d have to take it back...
“Hug me♡ Pretty please♡ Hug and comfort this pathetic pussy bitch Ska who’s been cumming and losing non-stop since losing her virginity♡ Paster... pleeease♡ I’m begging you♡”
Ska was just desperate to submit to me completely. Even if I told her to retract her defeat, she wouldn’t. She was too damn stubborn for that.
No choice, huh. Guess I have to accept this kind of win...
Accepting the result was basic fair play. This legit match ended in my hollow victory, and since it was a sex battle for the win, there was no reason to keep pounding her pathetic dog-cock-fed worthless premature pussy anymore.
“Hug me quick♡ You can do it once♡ Come on, hug me♡”
Ska was starting to get cocky now that she’d adjusted a bit to my cock. Her pussy still squeezed rhythmically, and the occasional twitch in her hips suggested she was still cumming steadily, but the stimulation seemed less intense than at first.
“Just once♡ Just once♡ Just once♡ Hug me♡”
Seeing her raise one finger and chant “just once” like Cao Cao begging Guan Yu at Huayong for his life, with his subordinates joining in—it pissed me off. The way she timed those three syllables to squeeze her pussy around my cock in rhythm made my blood boil even more.
If this were normal sex sharing love, pleasure, and warmth, I could’ve taken her begging as cute. But this wasn’t normal sex. This was a battle. A clash of wills no different from a duel with real swords, like in the movies.
Yet my opponent, Ska, showed no fighter’s spirit—just a bitch drowned in lust, craving more pleasure and affection.
So this is all she amounted to. I was scared of a girl like this for fifteen years.
Ska was pathetic. And so was I for letting her control me. A victory that left only scars, but still—a victory. I’d overcome her in the end.
“Ska, I won, right?”
“Yeah! So hug me quick♡ Just oooonce♡”
“...Yeah, I won. Let’s leave it at that.”
I acknowledged the hollow win and gripped her waist. Fixing her body firmly in place, I pulled my hips back to yank my cock out of her hot, tight—but first-class in grip—pathetic premature pussy.
“Eek!?♡ Uh, uhaaaah♡ Wh-what the sudden pull-out...♡ I-I'm cumming again...♡”
I wasn’t much, but my cock’s length and girth were worth bragging about. Just pulling out made Ska climax over and over.
Splurt! Spluuurt!
“Hiiik♡ Heuk♡ Hiiik♡ Scraped by Paster’s fat glans, pussy cumming so haaard♡ Can’t think♡ My head’s going all white...”
Plop.
“...Huh?”
Ska, who’d been squirting pussy juice in a daze from her orgasm, looked at me in panic as my cock slipped free.
“Wh-why’d you pull out? You only thrust once... You didn’t even creampie me...!”
Her ridiculous question came with a despairing expression, like she’d lost a body part. I furrowed my brow slightly.
“You said you lost. No reason for me to keep fucking you.”
“Wh-what? Th-that doesn’t make sense... Sex ends when the guy cums inside, right...?”
Ska’s eyes trembled like she was in cognitive dissonance, reaching for my cock. But lying down, her little hand couldn’t reach—it just swiped at empty air.
I’d clearly said this was battle sex, not lovers’ sex. But her pathetic dog-cock-fed worthless premature pussy had turned it into lovers’ sex in her mind after one thrust and dozens of orgasms.
She really was the queen of doing whatever the hell she wanted.
If I left it like this, her unresolved confusion would turn to rage, and she’d storm into the guild later yelling, “Paster! You said we’d fuck, but one thrust and pull-out? You messing with me?!” My life would end right there. Ia Ris and Silk Blond would lose it (minus my fiancée Lapis Julie), and I’d be torn into thirds.
To avoid that horror, I had to snap her out of her delusion and show her reality.
“Ska, this sex was a battle that ends the moment one admits defeat. Orgasms don’t end it, but admitting loss does. So when you admitted defeat, we had no reason to keep going. Because this isn’t the normal sex you think it is.”
“Wh-what? S-so... it’s over now? I can’t fuck Paster anymore? N-no way? It’s so big... You can’t just go without cumming once, that’d be tough for you too...! Right? You’re joking? Just being sulky with me!”
Sure, for our historic first fuck, her F-rank endurance but S-rank pussy inside and out—pulling out after one thrust would be mentally and physically tough...
But that was it. I could endure.
Ska stared at me with eyes begging me to say it was a joke, but I had no reason to lie and just told her the truth.
“Right? Otherwise, there’s no reason I’d fuck you. We’re not lovers or anything. Unless your defeat admission was a ploy to make me drop my guard.”
But her declaration was genuine. Having watched her for fifteen years, I knew it.
So sex with Ska was...
“I-it was a bluff! The defeat was all fake, I didn’t really admit it! I pretended to lose to make you let your guard down, then clamp my pussy tight and shake my hips for a fatal blow! So hurry and slam your pretty decent F-rank cock into my fake pathetic dog-cock-fed worthless premature pussy—but actually tough pussy! Let’s finish the battle sex! This time for real. It’ll be worlds apart from before! You’ll cum the second I put it in? Like a bunny!”
I was about to wrap it up and grab other clothes I’d bought from Furious when Ska yelled desperately, spreading her pussy wide with both hands. Her thick labia parted, revealing a pretty, glistening pink pussy at full readiness. No trace of the squirting mess from before—it looked pristine.
Definitely not the pussy of someone who’d admitted defeat.
Of course, no matter how it looked, she clearly just wanted to fuck me, desperately denying her loss through gritted teeth...
“Smart thinking. That’s the confident Ska I know.”
But this time, I’d let it slide. Her spreading herself and begging for my cock while still arrogant and haughty—that was the exact Ska I’d longed to break.
“Hey, Paster, quit yapping and ram it in! What, scared now that I said I’ll go all out? Afraid you’ll blow your load right away? It’s fine. If you do, big sis will hug you tight, kiss your lips chu-chu♡, and pat you maturely saying it’s okay. Come on, little Paster kid? Wanna poke poke♡ your cock into sis’s pussy and spurt spurt♡ your cum?”
Ska was a genius. A genius at pissing people off. A genius at igniting rage and battle spirit.
Her arrogant words reignited my cooled heart, making it blaze hot again. My slightly wilted cock hardened in fury, standing rigid toward the sky, glistening with her virgin blood mixed with juices. Ska couldn’t tear her eyes away.
“Haaaah♡”
The rematch heat from our clashing wills turned the room scorching. I grinned, pressing my glans against her entrance. Her hips twitched, making her already wet pussy even slicker.
“Haah♡”
Unlike her confident bluster, Ska’s pussy was still a pathetic dog-cock-fed worthless premature one. But this time, her eyes didn’t break. A flame of unbreakable will burned in her red irises.
Yes. This is it.This is Ska Rate! The shameless bitch who won’t admit defeat even if she loses! Fuck, I love it!
My head was so hot from the battle lust that weird thoughts slipped in, but I didn’t even notice. I was that deep in the fight.
Burning with competitive fire, I warned her not to waste this hard-won rematch.
“Fine. But you’ll cum the second I thrust. Don’t declare defeat until I’m satisfied. If you wanna lose, ask permission first. Got it?”
I didn’t want another hollow win like before, so I growled low and threatening. Ska’s eyes glazed slightly, but she shook her head clear and nodded.
“Of course! Who’s gonna lose? Even if your cock’s great, the guy wielding it is you—think I’d admit defeat? You better not declare first!”
Perfect. I loved it. Smiling in satisfaction, I gripped her slim waist and slammed my cock in to the hilt.
Squelch!
“Hngggggggh!!!!!!”
Ska let out a choked moan, eyes rolling up, but she didn’t declare defeat this time.
“Hiiik♡ Heuk♡ Th-this all you got? This won’t make my S-rank tough pussy♡ cum and lose—it’ll just make me cum♡”
She snapped back fast, panting in pleasure, squeezing her pussy aggressively. Not the unconscious clench from orgasm—this was deliberate. Proof she was all-in on the fight.
I held back the surging urge to cum and started pistoning, gripping her waist.
“We haven’t even started. Don’t get cocky, Ska!”
“Hiyaaaaah♡”