Press Down on Me
"Pwah—!"
To my surprise, she spat it right out.
The instant my cock slipped free, Seong A-rin erupted into a violent coughing fit.
"Khak...! Cough, cough..."
Every cough that tore from her pained face sent another rope of thick semen dripping downward.
Plip. Plop.
The semen hung in the air for a beat, then splattered across her black skirt. Black and white tangled together in a messy smear over the fabric.
Two weeks of buildup had left it dense and plentiful.
Moments like this made me wonder whether assigning symbolism to colors was even worth it. White usually stood for purity, black for corruption — and yet here was a picture of a neat black skirt being soiled by pure white semen. The meanings of the two colors had flipped completely.
A reversed position.
The Arcana inverted, and the Fool — card zero — committed suicide!
I offered my condolences to the Fool's cold corpse.
"Aww."
I'd thought she could swallow it all. No — even if she couldn't manage everything, I'd at least expected her to hold it for a few seconds.
I really had put too much faith in a first blowjob. Then again, I'd been driving it all the way down her throat, so of course it was rough. I must have hit her uvula more than once. Even if she hadn't shown it, the gag reflex had probably been clawing its way up.
The disappointment lasted only a moment.
"Cough, cough..."
Watching her still hacking away, I felt a genuine pang of guilt. She looked like she was in real pain. Semen that hadn't fully come out was still leaking from her lips, a milky mix of saliva and cum trailing down the corner of her mouth. Tiny tears had beaded along her scrunched-up face.
Honestly, the sight was hot. But right now the guilt was stronger.
Uh... was I a bit too rough?
I might have gotten carried away and gone too hard.
I bent down and apologized.
"You okay? Sorry. I went a little too hard, didn't I?"
If I translated it into my own terms, it was like being forced to eat a girl out and having your mouth flooded with her juices. Depending on your tastes, that was absolutely something you could hate. Worry welled up in my chest — what if she was angry?
I watched her for a moment.
A small tug.
A-rin caught my hand.
"Nnh... no. Do more."
A face flushed a deep, burning red looked up at me. Her expression was melting with arousal. Her ragged breathing spilled out into the air. I could have sworn there were hearts in her eyes.
I marveled inwardly. Wow. She'd gotten turned on by that? Just how much of a pervert was she?
The worry evaporated. This wasn't too much for her — this was her type. In that case, I was still more than willing to play along.
I switched gears at once and started in on her, glaring down at Seong A-rin as if she'd mildly disappointed me.
"Right. Anyway — you spat it all out? I distinctly told you to swallow."
"Uugh... sorry."
"Tsk. I'm going to go wash up. Take your clothes off and clean yourself up while I'm gone."
I said it, turned my back on her coldly, and walked into the bathroom.
Wow. Saying it like that, I really sounded like an asshole. It felt like I'd been cast as a third-rate drama villain. Not that it was a bad feeling.
On my way into the shower I glanced back. She was dabbing the semen off her skirt with a tissue.
That was only the first round. The night was still long.
After a quick shower, we lay down on the bed. Seong A-rin's freshly cleaned naked body filled my vision — ample breasts, a body all curves. I'd already come once and my groin was already like this. So how was she, who hadn't come at all?
I reached down and touched her.
"Hah—"
A small moan, and something slick met my fingers. I smirked.
"You're already wet."
At this point, foreplay seemed unnecessary. I could shove it in right now and it would go in perfectly smoothly. No reason to wait.
"Stay like that. Legs spread. I'm getting a condom."
I gave the order lightly and started hunting through the nightstand. To my surprise, she followed instructions like this beautifully. Watching Seong A-rin obey with a face mixed with shame always sent a warm rush of conquest through my chest.
Let's see — I'd definitely stashed condoms around here... I was still rummaging when a voice came from behind me.
"Um..."
She spoke as if the words themselves embarrassed her.
"You can just do it raw..."
"Huh?"
I tilted my head. Raw. Raw was good. I wanted that too. But it was risky, and risky things were better avoided. I was about to turn her down gently — I appreciated the offer, but I was a man who knew how to hold back.
Her words, however, did not stop there. Her voice shrank, as if she could barely stand to admit it.
"I-I took the pill before I came..."
"...Oh."
The moment I heard that, I thought my dick was going to explode.
I abandoned the condom search and pounced on her. Both hands seized her thighs, and I dragged my cock along the entrance of her pussy.
"A-rin. Just how much of a pervert are you."
"Nnh..."
"Tell me. When did you start taking it?"
As far as I knew, birth control pills weren't fast-acting. Well — there were ones that were, but those were the morning-after pills with the nasty side effects. Given the context, it wouldn't be those. Meaning she'd been taking them beforehand. Since when, exactly?
I kept rubbing against her as I pressed the question, and she looked away. By now her face was red as a beet. A-rin covered it with both hands, as if she wanted to blot out the entire world, and then a low murmur slipped out.
"When we met last time... I started taking them just in case..."
"Last time?"
"Yeah... because we might... sleep together again later...!"
"Ha."
A sound of pure admiration burst out of my throat. There was a succubus sitting right here. A genius who could enrage a man's dick through sheer, thorough preparedness.
"Good. Well done."
I praised her — and drove into her in a single stroke.
I sank in to the hilt.
"Haaang—!"
Her moan rang out at the same instant. A tight, enveloping pressure clamped down around me from root to tip. Her pussy squeezed hard, working my cock.
"Move your hands. I want to see your face."
I snatched both of them away while I thrust. The hands that had been hiding the world were pulled aside, and I found two eyes soaked through with pleasure.
"Nnh...! Hah...!"
Every time our hips slammed together, another moan spilled out of her. Her bouncing breasts kept stealing my eyes.
"Nngh—! Give me my hands back for a second!"
After I'd been at it for a while she cried out like she was begging. Tears welled in her eyes, as if she couldn't stand to let me see that thoroughly melted face.
Of course I wasn't going to grant that. Why would I? She liked this. This kind of coercive stuff.
I kept thrusting. After a long stretch of it, the urge to come started building again. Pleasure swept through my body, and I could feel the milky heat gathering, ready to spill.
"A-rin, I'm gonna come!"
I came inside her, just as she'd asked.
"Nnnnh—!"
Unlike last time, we came together. Seong A-rin shuddered as she took it into her womb. I stayed buried there for a few seconds, then pulled out.
A wet little pop, and my cock slipped free. Her pussy was spread wide open. White semen was already leaking from the hole.
So this was what it felt like without a condom. No irritating layer of rubber in the way — just the inside of her, exactly as it was.
I savored the afterglow for a moment, then gave her another order.
"On your stomach."
I'd just come, but my cock was still standing straight. At the command, Seong A-rin looked back at me with hesitant eyes, and mumbled, timidly,
"I just came, so I'm really sensitive right now..."
"So you're saying no?"
"Ah — no..."
Was that little scrap of resistance part of the play? I was starting to think I needed to consider that. If it was the kind of resistance she'd abandon in a few seconds anyway, there was no real point to it. Well — her own little bit of roleplay, I supposed. I decided to accept it as that.
In any case, Seong A-rin started turning herself over the way I'd told her. It was a position we'd tried once before. She was a fast learner, diligently putting into practice exactly what I wanted: ass raised as high as it would go, waist dropped as low as she could manage. What people commonly called the cat pose. Also known as doggy style.
The ample ass that appeared in front of me got a very enthusiastic reaction out of my cock. So far, so good.
I did, however, have a small complaint.
"Hey. Lower your waist more."
This position only really hit its stride when the waist went as low as it could possibly go... and just like last time, hers was floating vaguely in midair. A tragedy.
It seemed, though, that this was something she genuinely couldn't help.
"This is as far as I can go..."
The pose demanded a lot of flexibility. The pressure on the lower back was brutal, which made it miserable to hold. It had to be hard. I understood that.
Not that any of that was particularly my problem. Why would it be? I wasn't the one doing it.
I smirked.
"I'll help."
I decided to train her while I was at it. Her waist wouldn't go down? Then I'd make it go down. People were designed so that if you kept at something long enough, you got there.
I set one hand on her waist and pressed. Every time I put strength into my forearm, her back sank a little lower.
A cry rang out immediately.
"Kyaah!"
That one wasn't pleasure. That was discomfort and pain.
Be that as it may, I kept my hand on her waist and shoved back into her.
I sank in deep. Warmth wrapped around my shaft. I started moving my hips, slow — and after only a moment, I felt her resist.
"Wait! It hurts! It really hurts!"
"Endure it."
I shut her down with a single word. This was all in the service of improving her flexibility. A health matter, really. Pain always accompanied progress. She needed to bear it.
"No, but this is—"
Our Miss Seong A-rin, however, did not appear to possess that kind of patience. The arms that had been lying loosely on the bed started to fight. She grabbed the mattress with both hands and tried to lift her waist.
That wouldn't do.
So I decided to take the rest of her freedom too.
"Ughk!"
I knocked her resisting arms down and used the opening to pin both of them with one hand. Her slender wrists slipped into my grip with almost insulting ease.
It was a position I'd seen more than a few times in manga. She probably knew it too — it was one of the most common scenes in the genre she liked. The state in which a person was easiest to overpower. A position practically designed for pinning someone down and forcing sex.
Hands behind her back, I pressed down on her waist. Her body was already flipped over, and now both arms were bound. Resisting was not going to be easy. In other words: the exact kind of coercive situation she liked.
The words slipped out before I could stop them.
"You like this kind of thing, don't you. Hmm? Because you're a fucking pervert."
"......Nnh?!"
"You're a perverted masochist, so this kind of situation turns you on. Doesn't it?"
Ah. I really shouldn't keep doing this. I could feel my language getting rougher by the second. If she kept giving me reactions like that, it automatically made me want to bully her.
"Nngh—! It hurts...!"
Yeah. So this was Seong A-rin's fault. All of it. Her reactions were too good.
I kept thrusting. Every wet slap of skin drew another flicker across her pain-tinged face — and even as she hurt, her pussy gripped my cock and would not let go. An excellent squeeze. Every time I scraped her inner walls, pleasure ran through my whole body.
"Haaang...! Hah..."
Her moans changed with it. The pain drained out of them, and pleasure rushed in to fill the empty space.
"Nnh...! Haaah—!"
In the end, even pain was something you adapted to. People were more flexible than they looked — hold a difficult position for a few minutes and it became possible. The coercion had aroused her, and with the pain gone, pleasure was crashing over what was left.
Midway through, she cried out like she was begging.
Her stomach was already flat against the mattress. And yet Seong A-rin was asking for even more pressure.
Just how much of a pervert was she?
"Alright."
I pressed that small body down even harder, the way she wanted. This time I put the force not in my arms but in my hips — as if I were pinning her with my entire weight. Heated moans spilled into the air with every thrust.
I sped up for the finish. My cock, worked to its limit, was ready to go again.
"Haaang... come inside me just like that...!"
Wow. Now she was just enjoying it.
I did as Seong A-rin asked and spilled another load deep inside her.
Semen flooded the mouth of her womb, which had already taken plenty. As it left me, it felt like my soul was going with it.
Third orgasm in a row.
I let myself collapse onto the bed beside her. I was starting to feel it.
"Hah... hah..."
Exhausted breathing came from next to me. I smiled a little at the sound.
Yeah. That had been a satisfying fuck.