4. Chapter 4
That night, you were frantically stroking your cock on top of the futon.
Breathing heavily,
you watched your favorite AV — the one you’d jerked off to countless times — on your smartphone,
eventually even playing with your nipples,
indulging in pleasure,
yet no matter what, you couldn’t reach climax.
Why? Why?
Deep down, you already knew.
Ever since that incident at the shrine — no, ever since the very first time you saw her —
that woman had never left your mind.
Yes, somewhere inside you,
you were expecting her to come again,
to put you under her sleep paralysis once more.
She’s coming… she’s coming again… that woman…
Just thinking that made your crotch twitch violently,
pre-cum overflowing.
Footsteps.
She’s here.
Hurry, hurry, come quickly…
She’s here… finally, I can see her again.
But contrary to your desperate longing,
the woman wore a cold, detached expression.
She approached you and took your smartphone.
On the screen was the image of a woman you had just been watching.
She tossed the phone aside
and turned her gaze to your crotch.
A look of relief crossed her face.
You somehow understood.
She had been worried whether you had ejaculated to another woman.
Then, she opened the front of her clothing,
exposing her enormous breasts.
Your eyes were drawn to the pink nipples
that had been pressed against your mouth last night,
and once again, you couldn’t look away.
But she didn’t bring her breasts closer.
She simply stared at your crotch.
And then, a heavy weight suddenly settled on your waist,
and with an intense wave of pleasure,
your cock was swallowed into the deep valley of her cleavage.
The space between her breasts was terrifyingly soft,
her sweat-dampened skin clinging to your shaft
as if wrapping around it.
She pressed both breasts inward.
What had been soft flesh moments ago
now squeezed your cock tightly from both sides.
The pressure made your crotch tremble violently.
The friction between the fleshy walls and your shaft
brought a pleasant, satisfying sensation.
It felt so good you could have cum just from this.
You glanced up at her face.
Noticing, she met your gaze.
For a moment, a wicked smile seemed to flicker across her lips.
Then she began moving her breasts intensely.
Pressing hard from both sides,
she rubbed your trapped cock violently —
zuri zuri —
as if trying to grind it into oblivion.
This was different from the gentle pleasure earlier;
a violent, almost punishing stimulation designed to milk you dry
assaulted your crotch,
and once again you let out girlish moans.
You looked at her breasts, wondering if there was any escape.
But their sheer size told you
there was no way out of that massive cleavage.
With a faint smile,
she moved her breasts rhythmically up and down.
Her eyes seemed to say
she was thoroughly enjoying punishing you
for trying to cum to another woman.
Surrounded by soft flesh pressing from every direction,
your cock — which had refused to cum no matter how much you stroked earlier —
was quickly driven to the edge.
Suddenly she stopped.
So close… just a little more and you would have cum…
Frustrating pleasure tormented you.
Your cock twitched and throbbed between her breasts,
but the soft, unpressured stimulation
couldn’t push you over the edge,
leaving you trembling in sweet agony.
Hurry… move again…
make my cock feel good…
You wanted to beg, but sleep paralysis allowed only moans.
The urge to cum began to fade.
Then, out of nowhere,
she clamped your cock tightly back into her cleavage
and resumed the violent rubbing —
zuri zuri —
grinding your shaft again.
The sudden pleasure reignited your expectation of release.
What should have felt like pain
now felt like a reward to your edging cock.
More… more… stroke harder…
I’m so close… just a little more…
please make it feel good…
I’m gonna cum—ah, stopped again…
As if deliberately preventing you from cumming on your own,
she eased the stimulation.
Your cock trembled again in the fluffy valley of soft flesh.
She was intentionally edging you over and over,
torturing the cock that desperately wanted to release.
Yet no anger rose in you.
Your mind was filled only with regret.
Why did I jerk off to that AV…?
I’m sorry… I’m sorry…
I’m sorry for stroking to another woman…
Repeating apologies in your head over and over,
you suddenly realized your mouth could move freely.
Looking at her,
she stared back as if waiting for words.
“I’m sorry for jerking off to another woman…
Please… let my cock cum between your tits…”
The words spilled out loud.
She gave an eerie smile
and began moving her breasts furiously again.
Your trapped cock was kneaded and crushed,
rubbed violently over and over —
zuri zuri —
as she tried to milk every drop of semen.
Finally… finally I can cum…
I’m gonna flood your tits…
You could think of nothing but ejaculation.
Watching her violently shaking breasts,
you drowned in the pleasure of your invisible cock trapped between them.
Moaning louder than any woman,
you cried out:
“Ooooh… it’s coming… coming… coming… coming…!!”
You felt your urethra stretch wide
as semen erupted powerfully.
Yet not a single drop overflowed from between her enormous breasts.
Every pulsing spurt of cum
was completely absorbed by those massive tits.
In your fading consciousness,
you thought you heard her laughter.