Jaeho hovered over Yura, his cock rigid and pulsing, the tip brushing against her soaked pussy lips. Her release still glistened on his face, but he wiped it away with the back of his hand, eyes locked on her heaving chest.
She stared up at him, breath ragged, thighs trembling from the orgasm he'd just ripped from her. Part of him screamed that this was wrong—storming back in, forcing his way like this—but the fire in his gut drowned it out.
Something had flipped inside him, a raw surge of power he'd never tasted before. For once, he held the reins, not the bullies at school, not Yura's manipulative games, not the weight of his broke life. His cock twitched hard against her pussy slit, excitement jolting through him like electricity. He gripped her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh, and pushed forward.
The head of his cock parted her folds easily, slick from her cum and the toy's remnants. Yura gasped, her eyes widening, but she didn't shove him off. Instead, her legs parted wider, knees bending to hook over his shoulders, pulling him in deeper.
"Jaeho..." she murmured, voice husky, not a protest but an invitation laced with surprise. He sank in inch by inch, her pussy walls stretching around his thickness, hot and velvety, clenching instinctively.
It was tighter than he'd imagined, gripping him like a vice, and he groaned low in his throat as he bottomed out, balls pressing against her ass. The fullness made her squirm, a soft moan escaping her lips, but she didn't fight it—her body welcomed him, hips tilting up to take every bit.
"Nhhmmmpphhh~!"
He paused there, buried to the hilt, savoring the heat enveloping him. This was real, not a dream or some edged tease. Yura's pussy fluttered around his shaft, milking him without mercy, and he couldn't believe it—after all her acts of superiority, she was yielding like this. He pulled back slowly, the drag of her walls sending sparks up his spine, then slammed back in, testing the waters. She cried out, nails scraping his arms, but her legs tightened, urging him on.
"That's it... fuck me," she whispered, her dominant side flickering back to life. Her hands slid up to his shoulders, trying to guide his rhythm, fingers pressing to slow him down, take charge like before.
"Easy, boy—let me show you how..."
But Jaeho wasn't having it. The switch held firm; he grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, his grip ironclad.
"No," he growled, voice rougher than he'd ever heard it.
"It is my turn," He thrust harder, hips snapping forward, cock driving deep into her core. Yura's eyes flashed with shock, then a spark of challenge, but he didn't let up.
He released her wrists only to shove her thighs wider, hooking her knees over his elbows to fold her in half, exposing her completely. His free hand clamped on her hip, bruising the skin as he pounded into her, each stroke brutal and unrelenting. The bed creaked under them, her pussy squelching with every plunge, juices coating his balls as they slapped against her ass.
Yura bucked beneath him, trying to roll her hips to match his pace, regain some control.
"Wait—slow down, I said—ahh!" Her command cut off into a yelp as he angled his thrusts, grinding the head of his cock against her inner walls, hitting that spot that made her toes curl. She reached for his chest, palms pushing to create distance, but Jaeho swatted her hands away, leaning his weight down to trap her fully.
"You're not calling the shots anymore," he panted, sweat dripping from his brow onto her breasts. He captured one nipple between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to make her arch, then sucked roughly, tongue lashing the peak while his hips pistoned faster.
Her resistance melted into moans, body betraying her as pleasure overrode the power play.
"Fuck... Jaeho, you're... too rough," she gasped, but her pussy clenched tighter, sucking him in deeper with each withdrawal. He relished it—the way she writhed, the shift from predator to prey under his control. It fueled him, made his cock swell thicker inside her, veins pulsing against her sensitive flesh.
He straightened up, grabbing her ankles to spread her legs impossibly wide, almost splitting her open. From this angle, he could see everything: his shaft disappearing into her pink, swollen pussy, lips gripping him white-knuckled, her clit peeking out, begging for attention. He slapped her thigh hard, the crack echoing, leaving a red mark that made her jolt—and her walls spasm around him.
"Like that?" he demanded, voice laced with newfound authority. Yura nodded frantically, hands fisting the sheets instead of fighting back.
"Yes... god, don't stop." But he wasn't done asserting himself. He flipped her over suddenly, yanking her hips up so she was on all fours, ass presented like an offering. Her plump cheeks jiggled from the motion, pussy dripping onto the bed. Jaeho didn't wait—he lined up and rammed in from behind, one hand tangling in her hair to pull her head back, arching her spine.
"Take it," he grunted, fucking her with short, savage strokes that made her breasts swing pendulously. She pushed back at first, trying to set the tempo, grinding her ass against his pelvis, but he overpowered her easily, his free hand coming down in a sharp spank on her cheek, then another, turning the skin pink.
Yura yelped, but it turned into a throaty moan, her body surrendering fully now.
"Harder... fuck me harder!" she begged, the last of her control shattering. Jaeho obliged, pounding relentlessly, cock stretching her wide, balls tightening as his orgasm built. The room filled with the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh, her ass rippling with each impact, his grunts mixing with her cries. He reached around, fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in rough circles that made her buck wildly. Her pussy convulsed, another climax crashing over her.
"I'm cumming again! Oh fuck, Jaeho!"
But he held on, flipping her back over to face him, wanting to see her break. He hooked her legs over his shoulders again, folding her double, and drove in deep, grinding his pubic bone against her clit.
"Look at me," he ordered, and she did, eyes glazed with lust. His thrusts grew erratic, cock throbbing inside her heat, and with a final, brutal slam, he buried himself to the root.
"I am gonna fill you up,' he warned, and then he came, ropes of hot cum erupting into her pussy, flooding her depths as her walls fluttered in response. Yura shuddered beneath him, her own release triggered by the sensation, nails raking his back as she milked every drop.
He collapsed onto her, both panting, his cock still twitching inside her cum-filled pussy. For the first time, Jaeho felt truly alive, the power lingering like an afterglow. But as the haze cleared.
"What the fuck have I done? I spoke to her like... Oh God!" Jaeho was horrified by what Yura would do to him but Yura's arms wrapped around him loosely, a soft laugh escaping her lips.
"Not bad... For a beginner."