Please, Just Let Me Insert Once
"N-No?!"
I couldn't believe my ears. A loser cat like you? Just moments ago, this Tyranno-nim had given permission with, "Why don't you just make my cute cock spurt out all its cum however you want from my crotch?"
Your soft hand was touching Tyranno-nim's erect cock, which was bulging so obviously you could see its outline through my pants. I'd given you permission to do whatever you wanted with it. And what courage it took for me to say that! This Tyranno-nim had endured the humiliation of trembling at the touch of a mere loser cat's hand, holding back just so I could build up and finally spurt all that pent-up cock juice from my baby seed sack. I'd granted you the honor of playing with Tyranno-nim's adorable little cock however you pleased, and yet a loser cat like you rejects it?!
"No, right? You just misspoke, didn't you, loser? Or did I mishear? Huh?"
No way. There's no way you'd coldly reject this after I'd subtly given permission. Would a loser cat really throw away this golden opportunity to milk white cum from the cock of someone as beautiful, smart, pretty, cute, and lovable as this Tyranno-nim—with the master's permission, no less? A once-in-a-lifetime chance? No. No way!
I found myself asking the loser cat again without thinking. But her answer was the same.
"Let me say it one more time? No. Absolutely not. You can play with Tyranno's cock however you want, but I won't let you cum."
My heart sank at the loser cat's firm tone. Cumming is a no-go? You've been groping, licking, squeezing, and rubbing my cock all over like it was your personal rag. It's clearly my cock—mine by rights—but you've been treating it like it belongs to your hands, fiddling with it on a whim. Even now, your hand's inside my pants, stroking my stiff, pitiful erection up and down. You're cupping the shaft in your palm and shaking it to send those subtle waves of pleasure rising through me. You've tormented it mercilessly, and now you won't let me cum?
"I-I'm giving permission, okay?! Are your ears as loser as the rest of you, loser cat? Don't throw away this chance to play with Tyranno-nim's cock just because of your shallow pride, loser♥ How about you say 'thank you' and touch it while this Tyranno-nim allows it♥ S-Seriously, I'm getting tired just dealing with a loser like you♥"
The loser cat smirked but said nothing.
"Your loser ears must be clogged with loser earwax, so let me say it again♥ I'll let a loser like you milk white pee from this Tyranno-nim's cock♥ Know it's an honor♥"
At this point, surely she'll let me cum? I looked up at her with eyes half hopeful, half worried, but I couldn't read what was going on behind those bright yellow irises.
Then the hand inside my pants moved, pulling them down.
"Ugh..."
My rock-hard, fist-tight, angry erection sprang free. The thick, solid slab of meat had swollen bigger than a kid's arm—practically a weapon now. A weapon that could short-circuit a woman's brain with lust. Thick veins pulsed beneath the skin, coiling around the shaft like snakes, bulging prominently.
"Wh-What if someone comes...?"
"That's your problem. I'm fine. Even if we get caught, I don't really care."
"A loser cat's reputation might not matter, but this Tyranno-nim's does...!"
If anyone saw me like this, I'd die of shame and never show my face again!
"If you're scared of getting caught, then shut up and stay quiet. I'll make it quick."
Make it quick? Absurdly, even in this moment, my first thought was that I could cum fast.
"Sigh. Look at this cute little thing."
C-Cute?! Calling my cock cute! Somehow that pisses me off!
Lion toyed with my mini-Tyranno like it was her plaything, her rage-hardened rage-boner. She fingered the tip slick with clear precum. Her five fingers toyed with the glans like living creatures. A faint, static-like pleasure raced up my cock and into my body.
"Hnn... Y-Your loser hand feels nothing like pleasure... H-Hurry up and make me cum already, loser?"
The pink flesh at the tip was quickly coated in sticky juice. The library lights gleamed off the glossy, candied skin like tanghulu.
Lion pulled her hand away from my cock and slipped her fingers into her own mouth. Her lips sucked noisily on the long, slender digits like glass rods.
"Slurp... ptoo. Sour and salty. Weird texture too. Just leaking pervert pheromones like a dog in heat."
Lion sucking her fingers was dripping with eroticism. If those saliva-soaked fingers touched my cock... Suddenly, I imagined those smooth fingers stroking it—smearing the beaded precum across her palm, wrapping softly around the shaft, sliding up and down slowly... then rubbing the sensitive spot under the glans with her thumb, enveloping the whole thing and twisting it around... Hnnnng... It'd feel good, but somehow it'd feel like losing, so I shook off the thought.
"Heh♥ Licking your fingers like a loser baby♥ It's past your bedtime, baby♥"
"Keep pushing it, and I'll have to teach you a lesson."
"How's a loser cat gonna educate this Tyranno-nim with an IQ of 180—wait, what?!"
Lion's hand gripped the base of my cock. She squeezed it sulkily, hard enough that it felt like it might burst.
Ouch.... Poor Tyranno cock's gonna break...!
"Shut up and stick your cock out."
She gripped the base tight and shook it wildly like a toy sword. Blood rushed to the swollen cockhead; it felt like it'd rip right off.
"S-Stop... My cock... it's gonna pop...!"
"Hmm... What to do with this."
"Nngh, th-then at least stop shaking it...!"
She was already rock-hard, and all that shaking was pooling blood in one spot—it really felt like it'd explode! Lately, naughty losers have been tormenting Tyranno-nim's cock... milking out the cum... tormenting it more... If she handles it any rougher here, it'll really break...!
"Fine, I'll stop shaking it. But why are you talking so casually? Don't you know you use polite speech when asking favors?"
You're the one gripping it like this—what kind of bullshit is that?!
"Quit your loser talk, loser cat, and let go already, plea—!"
Lion's other hand seized my ballsack. One hand clamped the cock base, the other kneaded my nuts. It didn't hurt—she squeezed so softly, just enough to feel captured, that it even felt a bit tender. But the bizarre sensation of my most vital male spot in another woman's hands made my heart pound wildly.
"Now, what did you say?"
-Mumble mumble—her caress was so persistent, it was like hearing hallucinations in my head. Her perfect pressure control brought no pain to my most sensitive spot. Her five delicate fingers massaged so pleasurably that my mini-Tyranno swelled even bigger. But if she suddenly clenched... the fear of how much that pleasure could turn to agony was terrifying.
"L-Let... go... please."
This isn't me caving to the loser cat's threats. I just took pity because she begged so desperately.
"Hm, voice is quiet, but fine."
Lion released her grip. Thank god... Poor Tyranno cock didn't break. Really dodged a bullet.
As I sighed in relief, Lion tugged my pants and underwear down a bit more. The black dolphin pants and undies slid down just a few cm below her pussy. Was this a pussy-flashing pant...?
Her exposed pussy had faint black hairs sprouting like a grassy meadow. Sticky juices trailed from it like threads, connecting to her panties. The spot where pussy met fabric was soaked with some mysterious white fluid.
Maybe it was my imagination, but the moment she dropped her panties, the female scent hit my lungs hard. The smell of a bitch in heat, drenched and ready, filled my head and rushed blood to my cock.
"Ughhh... Wh-What the hell... Why're you dropping your pants in a place like this, loser...?"
I'd seen her abs plenty since she only wore a tank top that bared her belly anyway. But stripping off just the pants... exposing that hairy, juice-dripping pussy made even her connected belly look insanely erotic. Porcelain-smooth, flawless skin etched with defined 11-pack abs, dipping just below to a dense thicket perfectly optimized for devouring cocks, leaking pussy juice nonstop.
"Why's Tyranno's cock gotten so huge? Biggest I've ever seen."
Saying that, Lion stepped closer. Surrounded by walls and pillars, I had nowhere to escape her approach. Our bodies pressed tight together, like we'd crammed into a narrow tube.
I felt Lion's body everywhere. Firm belly, scorching-hot pussy right in front of my cock, leaking juices; soft tits through her tank top cradling my face warmly.
"This isn't enough? Fine, I'll drown you in my scent."
Lion lifted her pink tank top. The tits hidden beneath spilled out bare. No bra, apparently too stuffy. Right under the fabric: perfect teardrop tits, gem-like pink nipples atop them, and areolas neither too big nor small, flushed rose.
Lion was practically naked now. Her outfit was skimpy to begin with, but baring tits and pussy here? No different from nude—worse, even more humiliating.
"Huff... hngh... hnngh... G-Get those stupid huge tits outta the way... Can't... breathe...!"
M-My head's inside Lion's tank top... Her bare massive tits pressed directly against my face. My head was sandwiched between fabric and flesh.
"Huff... huuuh... huuuh..."
Every breath filled with thick meaty scent. Massive slabs symbolizing female allure. The two porcelain-white orbs distorted against my face, crushing it so hard I could barely breathe. My whole body pressed like in a vice by Lion, face smothered by tits. Were the tits blocking my air, or was the dense bitch stench from her flesh and pussy filling my lungs instead of oxygen? My mind fogged over, floating dreamily between clouds... The fact we were in a library leaked out with the pussy juice scent.
"Tyranno."
Lion grabbed my cock and brought it toward her pussy. Sh-She's finally gonna let me cum...? That soft, wet, feel-good pussy swallows my cock whole, rubs it around inside... and finally I can spurt my load pleasurably...?
"H-Hurry up and make me cum already, loser..."
Against my hopes, Lion didn't sheath it in her pussy. Instead, she slipped it into the triangle of firm thigh-meat and her sopping pussy lips.
"Did you think I'd actually put it inside?"