Inside the Tent
She flinched. Then, turning only her head, she looked back at me. Those icy eyes sent a genuine chill down my spine.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Well, it's been a while since we last met. My junior here wanted to say hello, too."
Of course, the one wanting to say hello was aimed squarely at Ring-ring's pussy. I rolled my hips, grinding slowly against her entrance.
She let out a short sigh. Then her hand slipped between her thighs and seized my balls in a firm grip. A voice colder than a midwinter gale whispered into my ear.
"I could crush these."
I swallowed. I knew she wouldn't — but a shiver ran through me all the same. She really wasn't like other women. Which only made breaking her that much sweeter.
I started rolling my hips again, rubbing against her folds as I spoke — a faint smirk in my voice, daring her to try.
"Go ahead. We both know you won't."
"......"
She bit down on her lip.
The reason she couldn't resist me was simple. I had our master's favor. The only person who could truly move this woman was our mentor — and that mentor doted on me.
I leaned forward and took both of her breasts in my hands. Gravity had pulled those D-cups into a delicious weight that shifted and yielded in my grip. I kneaded them gently at first, then squeezed hard, and a short moan escaped her.
I chuckled. To have a woman like this entirely at my mercy...
I leaned into her ear and whispered, dripping with mockery.
"Your hand's just sitting there."
A tremor ran through her. Slowly, her hand began to move. Unlike before, her fingers now stroked my balls with a careful, coaxing tenderness — as if she meant to soothe them into giving up their load. Leave it to an elite. Even a simple handjob felt completely different in her hands. The way she cupped and caressed me sent pleasant little shudders through my body before I even realized it.
"Get over here and suck it."
I sat down on the cooler and crooked a finger. She dropped to her knees, her face twisted with disgust. She took my cock in one hand and hesitated, then let out a short breath and carefully guided it into her mouth.
Slurp. Shhhlurp. Shlup. Shlup.
A wet, filthy heat dragged across the head of my cock. My length vanished between those red lips and reappeared, over and over. God. She was incredible. An elite's blowjob really was in a league of its own. And she was our master's Obsessive Girl — a woman who'd lost her mind over him, now sucking my cock. The transgression of it was almost too much.
Ring-ring clearly hated every second. She kept her eyes squeezed shut and sucked in grim silence. That wouldn't do. If she was going to do it, she was going to do it properly.
"Open your eyes. Look up at me."
Her eyes opened. Then she glared at me like she wanted me dead. I nearly lost it right there. That expression alone could have made me cum.
"Can't you open them a little more sweetly?"
She pulled my cock from her mouth and spoke in a low, even voice.
"I trust this will suffice. I don't make a habit of entertaining the impossible."
She wasn't wrong. The only time a smile ever bloomed on that face was in front of our master.
She rose slowly, turned her back to me, and peeled those skin-tight black pants down to her thighs. A pair of lace-trimmed violet panties came into view. Still like that, she shoved her ass straight back toward me.
"...Shall I put it in and ride?"
I smirked. Sharp as ever. She could tell this wasn't going to end quickly, so she was offering a proper concession — one full round, then she'd be done. But if she was going to provide a service, she could at least do it right.
"That's not how it goes. I taught you how to ask for it, remember?"
Her face crumpled. It had been ten years, and she still remembered. She really was brilliant — even I had forgotten what I'd told her. Then again, I'd made a habit of drilling a line into every woman I slept with. The words were different for each of them. In Min-ah's case, it had been, Please cum in Min-ah's pussy. So what had hers been?
She hesitated, clearly loathing every second of it. Then she squeezed her eyes shut and forced the words out.
"I want... Master's baby... Violate Ring-ring's filthy pussy... Give me a child."
Good lord. Had I actually made her say that? I almost laughed out loud. Maybe it was because I'd been younger then — I'd been pretty aggressive with the scripting.
Still, she deserved an answer. I swung my hand and cracked her pale ass with a sharp smack.
"If you want it, put it in yourself."
"Yes..."
She pulled her panties down. Whether she'd waxed or not, her pussy was completely bare — not a single stray hair. She pulled a single-use packet of lube from her pocket and spread it over her entrance with practiced ease. So Master still had her carrying that around. Once she was done, she pushed her ass back toward me, lined the tip of my cock against her opening, and slowly sank down.
Schlick.
We were short on time, so she hadn't had a chance to warm up. I felt the cold slick of the lube first, and then my cock began to spread her open, pushing deeper and deeper inside. God. What a pussy. It wasn't just her mind that was elite — her body was, too.
Time to see how she handled a piston.
She worked herself up and down a few times, adjusting to the size. Then she planted both hands on her knees and started bouncing, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the tent.
"Ahh. That's good. You like it too, Ring-ring?"
"...Yes, Master."
"Then let me hear you moan."
She answered without a second's hesitation, as if she'd known the request was coming.
"I cannot. If I make a sound, they'll hear everything outside."
She wasn't wrong — but she already looked like she was suffering. My cock must have been a lot for her; her whole body was already trembling. No matter how hard Master had used her, a cock this size couldn't have been a common encounter. That thick shaft punching into her after so long had clearly scrambled her thoughts.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before ragged breathing crept in, threaded with small, leaking moans. Hnh. Nnh. Hah... She was trying to hold them back, but she was the one doing all the work, and the position was already awkward. It wasn't going to be easy. Her mouth fell further and further open as her breathing grew ragged, and those filthy little sounds kept slipping out between her lips.
"Hnh. Ah — are you close yet, Seo-hoo?"
"You know me. Once I start, I need a full hour."
"Nnh. But... hah. Any more than this... i-it's dangerous...! Hnh."
She had a point. We'd already been in here too long.
"How much time do you think we have?"
"Hah. Ah — three to five minutes before... hah. Th-they'll come in. Nnh."
Three minutes, huh. We might have had more of a cushion than that, but I took her at her word. If Ring-ring said so, that was how it was. She wasn't the type to invent excuses just to get sex over with.
In that case, we needed a change of position. I caught her by the hips and stopped her bouncing. She looked back over her shoulder, waiting for instructions.
"Get on top. And kiss me."
"Seo-hoo. That's..."
"You know as well as I do that's the fastest way to get me off. Or would you rather keep going until someone walks in?"
She hesitated. But not for long. The moment she made her decision, she yanked her right foot free of her pants and panties without the slightest pause and dropped straight onto my lap. That kind of snap judgment, that complete lack of hesitation... she really was an impressive woman.
She must have read the look on my face, because her brow furrowed slightly. She hated it when any man other than our master showed her that kind of appreciation.
She started to say something, then realized we didn't have the time and offered me her lips instead. An elite woman's sweet mouth met mine, and a faint, maddening scent came with it, sliding into my nose and stoking every male instinct I had.
Then the pumping began.
Slap. Slap. Slap-slap-slap-slap.
We were too short on time for me to bury myself all the way to the hilt, so there were no deep, meaty claps — but the wet, filthy sounds bursting from where we were joined were more than enough. Above, her tongue coiled around mine in a stubborn, lingering caress. Below, her pussy clenched and milked my cock in greedy, rhythmic pulses. And then, at last, the crest of it came rushing up from somewhere deep inside me.
I gritted my teeth. It was coming. From the very root, my load surged upward like a geyser. I seized her ass in both hands and slammed my hips up into her without mercy.
She felt the change in me and hesitated for the briefest instant. Then she put her lips to my ear and murmured, low and hoarse.
"Hnh. Nnh. Cum for me. Dump it all inside Ring-ring's filthy womb... Get me pregnant!!"
A well-trained woman really was something else. She didn't mean a word of it, of course — but that didn't stop it from feeling incredible. The least I could do was match her energy.
"I'm cumming!! Take my load in that filthy pussy and get pregnant!!!"
I drove my cock all the way into the deepest part of her womb and unloaded every drop of it inside her. Pulse after thick pulse. White heat struck the wall of her uterus and then slowly overflowed, soaking the floor beneath us.
My cock must have treated her well enough, because her whole body began to tremble in fine, helpless shudders.
"Hah. Hnnh...! I-I'm cumming!! I'm cumming while you plant it in my womb...!"
She'd held out and held out, but in the end she came too. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her lightly. Her eyes had gone just a little unfocused, and she kissed me back.
For about ten seconds.
Then those unfocused eyes turned ice-cold again. She planted both hands on my shoulders and stood up in one sharp motion. Then she bent down and cleaned me off with her mouth.
That's not the work of an amateur. One look at how polished my cock was in such a short time made that obvious.
She pulled out a tissue, handed it to me, and quickly wiped her own mouth. Then she glanced outside, jerked her chin toward the exit, and spoke.
"Please leave now. I'll handle the rest."
Fair enough. Neither of us could smell it after what we'd just done, but the tent was probably thick with the scent of sex. If we walked out together, people would definitely get the wrong idea. Or rather, the right one.
"I'll grab the supplies from the car and stack them outside, then."
"Yes. I'd appreciate that."
I smirked. She really was something. However wrecked she'd been a moment ago, she already looked as if nothing had happened.
Ring-ring bent at the waist to pull her pants and panties back on. That full, ripe ass pushed out behind her, and even though I'd just finished, my cock gave a hard, eager twitch.
God, that ass is something else.
Once really wasn't going to be enough. If I got another chance later, I was going to take her again.