Miel's Game
Seona's memories never grew tiresome no matter how much I toyed with them. The reactions he showed me came in two delicious flavors. There was the way he behaved when his memories were manipulated, overlapping them with someone else's. And then there was the moment his memories returned—when he realized something was terribly wrong, felt nauseated by everything he had done so far, and still got mercilessly violated by me while tears streamed down his face. That was the absolute peak of the game, the highlight.
But it still wasn't enough.
So I decided to take back Seona's first time—the one Yurin had claimed. I locked away most of his memories. Then I planted new ones: that we had met in college, started dating, finished our wedding yesterday, and that tonight was our wedding night.
"Miel? What are you thinking about?"
It was the first time I had locked away so many of his memories, but it seemed to have worked. Seona, wearing a peaceful expression, was speaking to me.
"Nothing. I'm just so happy about the situation right now."
The "happy situation" I mentioned was exactly what I had been thinking. My heart was fluttering at the thought of locking away all of Seona's memories and taking his first time, so "happy situation" was right.
"Me too... me too... yeah."
Seona spoke as if excited about the "first experience" about to unfold. He spoke as if this moment itself were deeply moving. I wanted to violate him quickly and then restore his memories. The thrill of violating Seona's memories themselves was real enough, but more than that—I wanted to trample and defile the first moment he had shared with Yurin by making this his first sex with me. Once I planted intense memories that would confuse his original first time with this one, Seona would wail like a madman. That much was certain. The pain of changing that no one else could understand—only I, a succubus, could comprehend it. Because I was the one who had created it all, and the only person who could touch Seona's memories.
"Then... let's do it now..."
Seona came on to me actively instead. As he started undressing, I undressed as well to match the mood. Seona stared intently at my body from top to bottom. The way saliva slid past his Adam's apple was amusing. Unlike other men, he was overflowing with lust... That gap between his aggressive eagerness and the way he would scream for mercy when I violated him mercilessly drove me crazy.
Seona gently closed his eyes and kissed me, so I closed my eyes slightly too and accepted the tongue he offered into my mouth. What would he think after his memories returned, when he realized he had been the one to kiss me and beg for sex? Just thinking about it already had me so excited that hot liquid was dripping down between my thighs. We spent a long time licking and sucking inside each other's mouths before our faces finally parted.
Seona's cock had been standing stiffly even before the kiss, but he didn't try to insert right away. As if the kiss came first, he craved my lips and tongue. It was always like that. The pleasure of knowing Seona's preferences that Yurin would never know—mine alone. Just that was enough for Yurin to never be able to beat me. I was so grateful to have received Seona from Yurin, who wore that resentful, unfair expression for failing to protect her male. Yurin was no longer here, but just imagining her thrashing about in shock at Seona being violated was enough to further swell this refined lust of mine. She was the bitch who had watched every moment Seona became mine and then tried to kill herself by smashing her head against the wall, so she was surely still going crazy over Seona in that other world, thrashing about unable to forget him.
I recalled that dizzying moment after three months of daily lovemaking with Seona like lovers, when the unwashed Yurin was made to clean us up. The pleasure of dominating Seona and defeating Yurin was burned into my mind. It was a memory that excited me no matter how many tens, hundreds, thousands of times I recalled it. That recollection that rose every time I violated Seona was a treasure I wouldn't trade for anything.
As if ready, Seona lay down on the bed with a slightly trembling, flushed face. That expectant expression made me want to play a little game. Since I had planted the fake memory that this was also my first time having sex with Seona, I pretended I couldn't get his hot, large cock into my hole. I repeated touching the tip to my entrance and pulling away dozens of times. At that clumsy act as if it were my first time, Seona looked like he was going crazy, bucking his hips and begging me to put it in.
"Miel..... hurry.... hurry up... I'm going crazy.... please swallow mine..."
I savored this moment while imagining the way Seona would thrash madly once our sex began.
"You want me to hurry?"
"Yeah... I'm going crazy...."
Seona said with an expression of wanting it despite his embarrassment.
"Don't regret it."
I decided to act as if I had "misunderstood" what Seona had just said. He had asked me to do it quickly, so I just had to grant that. As if the clumsy act just before had been a lie, I slammed my hips down hard and fast, swallowing Seona's hot, large cock in one go. Then I began violating him at the maximum speed I could muster.
"Ahk!!!.... Aaaaaah. Haah.. st...op... you... euhht..... t-too fast... aaaaaaah!"
Seona's eyes rolled back as if he were going mad, and he started reversing the words he had just said with moans, as if regretting them.
"Mi..el...aaaah! Hiiiiiiik mi...el....."
He kept calling my name desperately, but I deliberately pretended not to hear. As if disappointed by Seona's fickleness, I moved even more violently and violated him.
"Aaaaah! Haht..! Stop! Uwaaaaah!"
Now he was only screaming for me to stop. I too was wrapped in the pleasure coming from the Yin Crest due to the extreme speed, but I endured it and ground my hips even harder, enjoying that pleasure. No matter what woman I did it with, sex with me—where pleasure could be shared and amplified through the Yin Crest—would feel the best. In the memories of when Yurin had done it with Seona, doing it like this would have made him scream in pain, but now Seona was begging me to stop because the pleasure he couldn't handle made his head feel like it was on fire.
"Hnn ahhaang... I don't like it♡. You're the one who asked me to do it fast, Seona. Hnn..."
I said in a moan-mixed voice that his fickleness was wrong and that I wouldn't listen. Realizing his mistake and sensing it wouldn't work anymore, Seona began just moaning and accepting the pleasure from sex with me. Then Seona's hot cock began to throb. As if urging him to let it out quickly, I started bouncing my hips even harder. Feeling the high-pressure spurt of cum from that hot rod, I lowered my hips all the way and pressed the tip of his cock against my cervix. Then, with cold-looking words and eyes, I looked at Seona and said,
"Cum everything inside."
The throbbing of his cock continued for a long time. While it throbbed, I pressed his cock with my cervix and twisted my hips side to side, determined not to miss a single drop of semen. This wasn't my sex technique—I had taken it from Seona's memories. Among the things Yurin had done to Seona, it was the action that gave him the greatest pleasure. Once I had milked out every last drop, Seona began looking at me lovingly while panting heavily. His cock was still inside me.
"Haa... haa... that felt so good..."
I replied as if answering that.
"Not for me?"
Seona thought he had misheard.
"Huh?"
"Now the main event starts."
As soon as those words ended, I placed my hand on Seona's head and released all the locked memories. Since our "first sex" was over, it was time to restore his memories. As the memories flooded into his head all at once, Seona thrashed as if feeling a bit of pain. But with me sitting on top of him and putting all my strength into preventing him from thrashing, Seona's whole body was trembling. Even though he had already cum, the cock inside me was still hard. I really liked the vibration I felt from his cock due to Seona's trembling. Every time I restored his memories, this moment was the best.
"No, stop... please... don't... no! My head hurts... hhhhk..."
As the memories gradually returned, he wore an expression of not understanding what was going on. Then as more time passed and the memories were almost fully back, when he remembered what he had done, that expression changing to one of confusion was both pitiful and beautiful. After restoring the memories and his head turned into a mess, Seona always flailed in confusion and complained of mental pain that his body couldn't feel. Seona wore a confused expression with all his memories returned. As if resenting his cock that wouldn't subside after just one round, he struggled with all his might to pull it out of my pussy. But I grabbed both of Seona's hands and interlocked our fingers.
"When we really did it for the first time, we held hands like this, right? So let's do it like that again."
Seona shook his head hard with a face stained by pain, but I continued giving him pleasure intense enough to burn his brain. As I moved my hips up and down, the sound of skin rubbing and wet noises filled the air, and Seona's consciousness grew faint as he began to "lose it" once again.