Teasing Her to Climax
Squish... "Hngh..."
Missionary position. She wasn't even pretending to hold back her moans anymore. As I thrust in slowly but deeply, a sigh-like moan spilled from her red lips.
Red lips, huh... Guess kissing's off the table?
She'd refused not just cunnilingus but any foreplay from the start. I could probably push for it if the mood was right, but it might kill the vibe we'd built up. My goal wasn't the kiss itself—it was the arousal it brought. No point risking it. Not tonight, anyway.
Squelch... Schlick...
Her breasts swayed like waves with every roll of my hips. I couldn't just watch; my hand reached out as if enchanted.
Squish! Squish!
Even pressed flat lying down, they're this big and soft?
Definitely bigger than they looked normally. She always wore those camisole-like tops—probably something like a sports bra to keep them from bouncing during big movements. Any guy knows how much a sports bra hides. Before and after wearing one? It's like the difference between Super Saiyan forms in terms of raw power.
Squelch...
"Haah... Hng... You like my tits? Heh... You're such a kid."
"They're too beautifully shaped to ever get tired of."
"Tch... Fuck... Don't say cringey shit like—hngh...!"
I teased her nipples with a gentle roll while stroking her body softly with my palms. Normally it'd just tickle, but with her whole body heated up, it all felt like pleasure. Sure enough, touching her sensitive sides and inner thighs got a reaction. Her pussy clenched around me.
"Nngh... Hngh... Haa..."
"Ugh... You're squeezing so tight. Feels amazing."
"Haa... Shut... shut up..."
"Feeling shy?"
"Just close your mouth and move your hips already...! Hnng..."
I got her embarrassment, but her constant defiance was starting to piss me off. I stopped the slow, deep thrusts and switched to shallow jabs near her entrance while still buried inside. My fingers teased her nipples just enough to frustrate.
I deliberately held back her satisfaction.
"Hngh... Haa... Haa?..."
As expected, she noticed the change quick. Gwangnyeon-i propped herself up on her elbows, her pleasure-glazed eyes narrowing in confusion at me.
...I hated to admit it, but that was kinda cute just now. Who'd have thought I'd ever call Gwangnyeon-i cute?
"What... why..."
"Huh? Why what's up?"
"..."
Playing dumb, I asked back. She glared, piecing it together.
Of course, I didn't flinch. If I could stare down Ri Shaolin's fiercer eyes without backing down, this was nothing.
"...Hmph! Your dick's too small to go deep. What can ya do? Right?"
Oh, playing it like that? Cute provocation.
Provocation demands retaliation.
"Dunno... Even if it's small like this, seems like it'd be enough to make you cum."
"Ha! You think these shallow thrusts can make me cum? I'll admit our chemistry's good, but don't delude yourself into thinking you're some sex god."
"Dunno if I'm good or not, but the one impaled on my dick right now seems super sensitive and starved, so it looks easy. Don't mind me."
"You little shit?"
Flames shot from Gwangnyeon-i's eyes. Even as we bantered, my hips kept up the light teasing. But she wasn't gasping for breath or lost in pleasure yet.
She was probably thinking, 'This much? I can handle it easy.' Oblivious that I was avoiding her hotspots on purpose.
"Try it."
"For real? You that confident?"
"But if you can't make me cum, better brace yourself—I'm ripping one of your balls off."
"...Whoa... Nearly shrank back there."
"...I wouldn't actually, okay? Just show some guts."
Weak at the end, huh? Not like the Gwangnyeon-i I knew—she'd double down on the trash talk if she thought I was scared. Weak in bed? Daytime ice queen turns mush at night? Hot as hell.
"No going deeper than now. And time limit..."
"Setting boring rules? You'll cum soon anyway."
"...You cocky or just—haat?!"
A quick graze of her G-spot made her jolt. Nice reaction.
My dick was only about 50% in right now. Considering most of her hotspots were near the entrance...
'More than enough to make one girl cum!'
*
'Fuck... Why'd we have to have such good chemistry...'
Chris lied to herself. It wasn't that he was good. She wasn't starved or sensitive. Just lucky compatibility, that's all.
Even if there were a few times that didn't add up, she refused to accept it. Admitting she craved sex? Letting a seemingly inexperienced guy take control? No way.
Blame the booze. Blame the chemistry.
"Hngh... Haa..."
She'd cum hard with a loud moan just minutes ago. Holding back now would be more embarrassing, so Chris let it out deliberately.
She didn't realize it consciously, but vocalizing her moans sent tingles up her spine—that was part of it too.
'Yeah. No point holding back if this is a one-time thing... Might as well enjoy it.'
Chris had experience. Just with one guy. A proper one-night stand like this? Total first.
And she'd swear it was the last.
Squish... Squelch...
"Haa... Hng..."
'Ugh... Slow... Feels so good... Just like he bragged... Better than earlier on top...'
Covering her face with her elbows dulled the feeling of being watched. Her last threads of tension melted, letting her sink deeper into the pleasure.
Not quite cumming, but the lazy, delicious bliss was something she'd crave forever. Even his gentle caresses felt amazing.
She clenched down there without thinking.
"Nngh... Hngh... Haa..."
"Ugh... Squeezing so hard. Feels incredible."
Did he notice when she clenched? Chris flushed as his soft touch exposed her. Embarrassing as hell—cumming from simple stroking, not even her hotspots...
'Makes me sound like a total slut...!'
Her tone turned harsh automatically.
"Haa... Shut... shut up..."
"Feeling shy?"
"Just shut up and move your hips...! Hnng..."
Exactly—shut up and fuck me. Why ask? Just keep thrusting li—huh?
"Hngh... Haa... Haa?..."
The satisfying deep thrusts stopped reaching where she wanted. First time, she thought it was just a rhythm change. But it kept happening.
She'd been enjoying it so much... Like a kid dropping their ice cream—pure injustice.
"What... why..."
"Huh? Why what's up?"
"..."
His innocent face clicked it for her.
'He's teasing me? This cocky bastard!'
Normally she'd kick him out. But his pleasure hit her tastes too perfectly. When was the last time she'd felt this good? Once wasn't enough.
Chris didn't want to stop.
'Then...'
"...Hmph! Your dick's too small to go deep. What can ya do? Right?"
A light prod—to salve her pride and keep the pleasure going. Brain-melting bliss made it obvious, but his should be too.
She was smug with her plan. All guys were sensitive about size, right?
'This'll make him fuck me hard out of spite.'
But her prediction missed wildly.
"Dunno... Even small like this, seems enough for someone like you."
No pride at all? Made sense—he'd tormented her all day apologetically, then showed up at night. Maybe he really had none...
"Ha! These shallow thrusts gonna make me cum?"
She couldn't agree with his arrogance. To her, this trainee was deluded. Time to educate him as an instructor.
"I'll admit our chemistry's good, but don't think you're good at sex."
"Dunno if I'm good, but the one on my dick seems super sensitive and hungry, so it looks easy. Don't sweat it."
"You little shit?"
She snapped. He'd nailed her secrets too perfectly—like an arrow piercing the dark lump she'd buried deep.
She wanted to retort, but actions spoke louder. Chris checked herself. Despite his hips moving, no way she'd cum soon. Felt good, but it'd take forever.
"Prove it."
"For real? Confident?"
"But fail, and brace—I'm ripping a ball off."
"...Whoa... Nearly tucked tail."
"...Not really, just show guts."
Chris cursed inwardly. No Brack to rein her in. If she said "rip your balls," and he lost, she'd have to follow through. No way she wanted that—she backpedaled in panic.
'Slipped my image a few times already...'
Luckily, no big suspicion yet. She reminded herself to be careful... but the pleasure kept derailing her.
"No deeper than now. Time limit..."
"Boring rules? You'll cum soon anyway."
"...Cocky or—haat?!"
What? That...? Insanely good stimulation, but not deep?
*
Confusion swam in her eyes.
"Huh? Why? Just now you were... coincidence—haat?!"
A glans scrape on her G-spot, and she moaned uncontrollably again.
...Truth was, the teasing was wearing on me too. Time to ramp it up and cum quick.
I pulled my hand from her nipples, placing fingers on her clit. Just resting there—no movement needed. The pistoning vibrations provided enough tease to push her over.
"Wait! That's cheating! Haak! Hng!"
"You didn't set all the rules before starting."
"You bastard! Your own rules?! You tricked me—hngaaa!! Haat! Haah!"
No more teasing. I hammered her known hotspots full throttle.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Overwhelmed, Gwangnyeon-i moaned through fragmented words.
"How...! My weak spots...! All of them...!"
"You hit them yourself in cowgirl earlier? Spilled everything—why act surprised?"
"You fucking asshoool! Hngaaa!"
I only play sure wins. Losers don't even start.
"Wait! Timeout! Hngaa!"
"Squeezing hard. Gonna cum soon?"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
I asked while speeding up. Her pussy answered.
"Heek! Hngaaaa! Hngaaaang!!!♡"
"Ngh..."
Second time experiencing that vice grip, still unreal. How good would it feel pistoning through it? Endurance test from hell.
"I win, right? Oh, forgot to say stakes..."
"Haa... Haaa... Haa..."
"Hmm... Tonight's sex my way, then."
"What? No such thin—"
So far, service sex—for her pleasure over mine. Now? Different.
'Time to fuck for me.'
Did she read my intent? As I positioned for deeper thrusts than ever, Gwangnyeon-i panicked hard. Hearing that bombshell mid-afterglow?
"N-no! Not now...!"
"It's fine. Can't promise gentle, but you'll be okay."
"I just cameee?!"
Splurt!
Said she hated rough? Tonight, she'll love it. I snapped my hips forward hard.