The Real Game
As someone who draws porn for a living, I've always thought the female body possesses a truly mysterious power.
The human body is, in itself, a work of art. If something naturally captivates the eye and sends ripples through the heart, what else could it be but art? And among all bodies, that of the opposite sex was a device far more effective at stirring those ripples.
It was just a difference in shape, that was all. Compared to a man's body, there were simply more curves — breasts and hips that jutted out in three dimensions. And yet the moment you saw it, the body responded on its own. A form imprinted at the genetic level, stimulating the flesh before the brain even had a chance to engage.
And right now, I had a female body laid out before my eyes.
"...Nngh."
I took a moment to carefully study Seong A-rin, who had been thrown onto the bed. Above her off-shoulder top, smooth, unbroken skin stretched into view. The sheen cast by the falling light, and the flush of pink from blood rising to the surface, seized my gaze. The breasts draped over her jumper skirt were still voluptuous, and when my eyes traveled down to her legs, I could see smooth curves stretching out with elegant grace. She was wearing black stockings, and the faint hint of skin showing through them stirred something deep in my groin.
She looked like a squirrel curled in on itself. And yet her gaze was locked on the prominent tent in my pants.
Without hesitation, I laid my hands on her body.
"Hnn..."
A faint moan reached my ears the instant I touched her thigh. The prolonged teasing out on the street earlier had pushed her sense of touch to its absolute limit. The way she reacted every time skin brushed against skin was rather enjoyable.
I started to undress Seong A-rin right then and there—
Huh.
—and then I stopped.
Her clothes were more complicated than I'd expected. Unlike mine, which were simply split into a top and bottom, her outfit was stacked in intricate layers. The jumper skirt she wore sat on her waist rather than her hips, and even when I tried to take it off, I couldn't find the zipper. If I tried starting with the beige knit top, the skirt got in the way again, and I couldn't even see where the garment ended.
Right. Come to think of it, this was a first for me too. Just because I had the initiative didn't mean I could make things unfold smoothly.
For a moment, I panicked.
Ah, fuck...
What do I do. I'd been trying to undress her like I knew what I was doing. But I couldn't exactly ask, awkwardly, where the zipper was. If I fumbled here, the flow would break — that much was obvious. I couldn't afford to lose the atmosphere I'd so carefully built out on the street.
With Seong A-rin waiting on the bed, I thought it over for a moment. How could I get her clothes off while keeping the mood intact...? Fortunately, a way out presented itself almost immediately.
I just needed to actively use this coercive atmosphere I'd already created.
"Hey."
I called out to her. The low register of my voice shook something loose in her mind. She looked briefly startled by the sudden drop into informal speech, her round, wide eyes trembling slightly as they looked up at me. Whether she was or not, I pressed on, looking at her with a face gone cold.
"Take it off."
If I couldn't undress her myself, I just needed to make her do it. The atmosphere I'd staged was already fairly coercive. To match her needs, I kept up the act.
"...Th-that."
Seong A-rin froze. Her brain seemed to stall under the sudden command. Undressing in front of the opposite sex naturally came with a small measure of shame. A moment of hesitation was inevitable.
I decided to help her along by cutting that hesitation short. I couldn't make courage well up in her the way a saintess might grant a buff. But I could use the atmosphere to force her hand. I glared at her, laying on a somewhat menacing air.
"I said take it off. You not getting it? Or should I rip everything so you have to go home looking like a wreck?"
As I said it, I moved one hand toward her stockings. The thin nylon fabric caught between my fingers. The highly elastic material stretched as far as I pulled it. But even stockings had their limits. If I kept pulling like this, a run would form — and a run in a stocking meant it was about to tear. I wasn't leaving my words as just words. I was threatening her with action.
God. Threatening a girl I'd just met into taking her clothes off. A wave of transgressive thrill smacked me in the back of the head. If she didn't have this kind of taste, I never would have done it.
"W-wait! Stop! I'll take them off..."
Whether the threat had worked or not, she hurriedly started undressing. She lifted a leg to peel down her stockings, then undid the zipper at her side and slipped off the skirt. A thin, triangular pair of panties covering her entire groin came into view.
I started taking my own clothes off around then as well. She was about to show me her naked body — I couldn't very well stay dressed by myself.
A brief silence settled over the motel room. In the quiet, the only sound that filled the air was fabric sliding against skin.
After a short while, a snow-white naked body was revealed before my eyes. Flawless, unblemished skin. Her full breasts sagged slightly under gravity. The curve of her waist lured the eye, leading down to her ample hips.
Whether she was embarrassed by her nakedness or not, Seong A-rin was blushing deep red, covering her pussy with her hands. She was showing me her entire chest, but the bottom half was too embarrassing? Really?
I heard the sound of someone swallowing. Following Seong A-rin's gaze, I found it lingering on my lower half. In her wide-blown pupils, I could see the reflection of my cock standing tall.
I let out a small laugh at the sight. She was a fruit, ripe and ready to be eaten.
I didn't hesitate. I pinned her down.
"Hah—!"
My left hand seized one of her full breasts; my right intercepted the wrist covering her pussy. Then I draped my body over hers so she couldn't resist. My rigidly risen cock twitched against her belly. From that position, I freely ravaged her breasts.
"Hngh! Hah...!"
The breast that filled my entire hand responded beautifully with every touch. Maybe it was because her sensitivity was cranked all the way up, but she let out a little moan every time I squeezed. Even as her face scrunched slightly, I could see her twisting her body with pleasure.
Enjoying that reaction, I let my gaze drop a little lower. When I looked at her groin, a snicker escaped me.
"Hah."
No wonder she'd been covering herself down there. Had she been hiding a pussy that was already soaked through out of embarrassment? Moisture had welled up over the pink flesh, giving it a peculiar sheen. The amount was considerable — the overflow had already soaked into the bedsheets.
"Would you look at this."
I moved the hand that had been on her breast down toward her groin.
"Hahp?!"
A moan rang out at the same instant. My index and middle fingers were stroking the entrance of her vagina. The slick, slippery sensation felt rather nice. I traced slow circles around the entrance with two fingers.
"How long has this been going on?"
"Hnnn...!"
Even that alone seemed to be intense stimulation. Her expression was melting. Seong A-rin spoke through a heated moan.
"F-from inside the motel—"
"Liar."
"Hngh?!"
This time I shoved both fingers straight into her vagina. She looked startled by the sudden intrusion.
"That's not an amount you'd leak in that short a time. Be honest. When did you start getting wet?"
"I can't say..."
"Say it."
"Nngh......!"
I moved my fingers. Hooking my index and middle fingers, I calmly scraped along her inner walls. The stimulation must have been intense — her expression was dissolving. Heat flushed through her entire body.
A person's heat is a good thing. Just feeling their body temperature is enough to give you a deep sense of satisfaction. I intended to keep scraping her inner walls until she opened her mouth.
After repeating that a few times, Seong A-rin, unable to endure the stimulation any longer, cried out as if begging.
"From the cafe...! It started coming out a little at a time from the cafe...!!"
From the cafe. From the very moment we'd been talking, she'd been soaking her panties. The flush I'd seen while we drank coffee hadn't been just embarrassment — lust had been mixed in too.
I chuckled.
"You're a real pervert."
After muttering that under my breath, I directed my cock downward. Now it was time to actually put it in. I pressed my fully erect cock against her pussy and slapped it against her, teasingly. A gaze brimming with anticipation was locked on my lower half. I thought I heard the sound of her swallowing.
Ah, I really shouldn't keep doing this. But seeing her like this, the urge to tease her just kept welling up. The desire to briefly betray the expectation she was holding.
So I said,
"Alright then. Say it. 'Please put it in.'"
"......"
"Hurry up."
For a moment, her squirrel-like expression turned pitiful. The twitch of her lips told me she was hesitating.
"Come on."
But after a brief pause, she finally opened her mouth. Her face flushed scarlet, her damp eyes hidden behind her hands, her voice barely crawling out of her throat.
"P-please put it in......"
In that moment, I felt a small sense of omnipotence. Steering another person according to my words, my actions. This was another kind of pleasure entirely. An emotion like a drug filled me to the brim.
Following her words, I drove my cock deep into her pussy.
"Nngh?!"
Seong A-rin's moan rang out loudly, but her moans weren't my concern right now. A dizzying pleasure stroked down my spine, stimulating every nerve. Her slick vaginal walls wrapped around my cock. A heat that felt like it would melt me transferred to my skin.
Feeling a deep satisfaction, I began thrusting violently. Every time flesh slapped against flesh, her moans rang out.
"Haa...! Haaang...!!"
Every time the head of my cock jabbed her womb, Seong A-rin, drowning in pleasure, bucked her body. Her heated moans rose toward the motel room ceiling. The pleasure must have been quite intense — small beads of moisture had gathered at the corners of her eyes.
Whether they had or not, I kept thrusting.
"Nngh...! St-stop! I came...!!"
From the midpoint onward, the stimulation seemed too much for her — I could see Seong A-rin trying to pull her body back. Looks like she'd already come once in the middle. To keep her from escaping, I grabbed her by both hips and yanked her toward me.
"Hah...! Hyaah...!!!"
Ignoring her flustered state, I roughly slammed my cock into her. Watching her body twitch with every stroke was another kind of fun entirely.
How many minutes passed like that? Then an unstoppable urge to come wrapped around my entire body. I immediately pulled out and sprayed my semen across her body.
The white, cloudy fluid drifted through the air for a moment before landing on her. Sticky semen splattered across her breasts, her stomach, her thighs — her entire body. After two weeks of buildup, the amount that came out was insane.
Feeling satisfied, I let go of her thighs. She went limp, like a puppet with its strings cut.
A brief lull settled in. Having finished one round, we simply caught our breath without a word. Harsh breathing filled the room. It had been a satisfying fuck.
Seong A-rin seemed satisfied too — she managed a weak smile and said,
"Haa... haa... that felt insane... Let's wash up and rest a bit now."
It had been sex that was practically rape, but given that was her preference, she seemed quite content.
......But what the hell was she talking about.
"Rest, you said."
I'd just gotten off for the first time in two weeks. There was no way I was stopping already. Thinking that, I got back into position. Yeah, this time I should put on a condom. There was still semen on the head of my cock, so I needed to be careful.
"Huh? Wait a second, what are you doing right now?"
"We've still got plenty of time left on the room, so it's fine. We've got enough time."
"No! The room time isn't the problem! My stamina is the problem!"
"Shh. Quiet. Do you actually want to stop?"
"No......"
Then she should stay still.
With that, I pinned her down again. At the very least, I figured I could go three more rounds.