My Chikan Fascination Pt. 03

Using my right hand, I reached out towards her ass. My fingers spread as I made contact with her, cupping one of her ass cheeks in my hand. It felt so firm and soft at the same time; it was unlike anything I had felt before with Eden or Taylor. With Taylor, there was not much to work with. With Eden, she had a magnificent ass that was a perfect blend of muscle and fat. But Riley...there was something different about her. Her flesh was soft and firm, malleable and rigid..it was the shape which took me in. While Eden had a great rear, there was just something about Riley which made me crave her and her ass. Her medium-sized ass was perfect. It was not too big or too small. It was the perfect size.

My right hand squeezed the ass cheek it held in hand, the firm flesh buckling under the pressure as my fingers dug into her skin. Her rear had weight to it, it felt heavy in my hand and almost filled up my hand. As I squeezed her ass once more, my ears picked up something.

It was a moan. A moan that came from none other than Riley herself. I hadn't been expecting her to moan and whimper this quickly...though it seemed like today was full of surprises. To make sure I heard her correctly, my hand squeezed her ass cheek again, my fingers digging into the flesh it found there. I gripped her possessively, like nobody else could have her except for me and me alone.

There it was again. A moan. I smirked at hearing her second moan. Her own body was betraying her while her mind was still trying to fight against me. She was probably still trying to find a way out of this situation. Leaning forwards, I laid my head down on her shoulder. For the briefest moment, my eyes met her brilliant, terrified blue eyes. She was afraid, and yet her eyes were also in a haze of lust and pleasure. Riley was denying herself. There was no way that look I saw in her eyes was wrong.

"Seems like you like the attention, Riley..." I squeezed her ass once more, reveling in the malleability of her ass cheek. Once more, I was rewarded with another moan. "God, you are such a slut."

"N-no, I am not! Lance, just please get away from me! Get your hands off of me and I will forget this ever happened!"

"Oh, no, that won't happen. You held a grudge for months because I lost us fifteen points on our assignment. There is no way you will forget this, don't lie. Unless..."

"Unless...what?"

"Oh, you know what they say about Sluts..." I released her ass cheek at long last, pulling my right arm away from her. My arm pulled back a few inches, my muscles constricting and extending as I flipped my hand one-hundred and eighty degrees. Now my palm was facing upwards as I brought my fingers together in a motion I would use to cup water. Suddenly, I brought my arm forwards at full speed...

SMACK

My hand made contact with her ass, hard. The sound of my hand smacking her round ass was loud and lucky for me, nobody heard it over the sound of noisy traffic and excited chatter about the election.

Both of my eyes watched in fascination as my hand made contact with one of her ass cheeks. At the moment of impact where my fingers made first contact, a shock wave of kinetic energy was transferred to Riley. This energy spread out across her ass, making the flesh of her ass shake and jiggle at the sudden force it was subjected to. Though her leggings were in the way, I could still clearly see the jiggle of her ass as I smacked it.

,

As soon as I smacked her ass, I felt her shake and shudder underneath me. My gaze flashed to her face to catch her reaction. Her cheeks were now bright red in embarrassment, and her mouth hung open in an O-shape. She was surprised, that was definite. Now to surprise her again...

SMACK

The second smack I delivered against her body pushed her forwards against the window. This time, I focused on her face instead of her ass, despite my desire to look down quickly. My eyes watched her lips stretch out into an O-shape again,ears. and then I heard a noise. It was a startled whimper which had escaped from her mouth, one that she must have been struggling to hold in. The sound of that whimper was like music to my ears. I loved it and I knew I was going to hear more of those sounds of pleasure today, without a doubt.

"...as I was saying before, I was so rudely interrupted by your fat, slutty ass. You know what they say about Sluts, right? They always lie...and it seems like you just lied to me. I guess I know exactly what you are now, don't I?"

"No, you don't! I am not a...a...s-slut. I am a college student who is passing all of my classes and--"

SMACK

Riley was cut short as I delivered another smack to her rear. This one was harder than the other two. Under my hand, I could feel warmth emitting from her. I knew what that meant; it meant that I had finally landed a hard enough smack to leave a mark on her. A hand-print to be specific. And I was intending to leave more of those on her ass. Only those...would be with nothing in the way to protect her.

"You are a slut. You are a S-L-U-T! SLUT! And I am going to enjoy teaching you your place."

"I...I'm not a..."

"Oh, yes you are, you just haven't accepted it yet. But you will."

Reaching my right hand towards her hair, I plucked one of many hairpins from her messy bun. I then brought it down to where the fabric of her skirt had been pulled up in the back and I threaded the sharp hairpin through her skirt and sweater. I then reached a hand under the back of her sweater and pushed the cap of the hairpin into place. This would ensure that I would not need to keep my hand on her lower back the entire time that I was groping her. It would allow for me to focus on much more...delicate matters that required, no, demanded my attention.

I wanted to see what she looked like under her clothing, and the first part of that would need to be moving her leggings. I contemplated pulling them down her legs, but that would be too easy. As I thought about what to do, Eden came to mind. With her, I had simply ripped her shorts apart to get at her. As the idea popped into my head, the edges of my lips upturned into a sinister smirk.

What I had done once, I could do again easily.

I reached both hands down to her ass cheeks, squeezing them for a few brief moments before releasing them. My fingers latched onto the purple fabric of her leggings tightly, refusing to let go. I then pulled on the fabric in opposite directions, my fingers pulling on the fabric as my arms both moved in unison.

RIPP

As I ripped her leggings, I heard her gasp from shock at what was happening. Now she knew all of those stories that she had heard were true. And she was his next victim.

The purple fabric tore at the seam, the tear in the fabric only growing in size as I continued to pull on the fabric. Her black underwear was soon revealed, followed by the bare, pale skin of her ass cheeks and inner thighs. Though I was not done there. As I pulled on the fabric, I released the fabric that was held within my fingers on my right hand. I then curled that hand around her hips, my hand reaching down across her mound and between her legs. My fingers hooked onto the fabric that was there and pulled forwards. The fabric of the front of her purple leggings then tore, likewise revealing her crotch and some more of her thighs.

Once I finally finished ripping her leggings, I pulled both of my hands away to admire my handiwork. The purple fabric of her leggings was ripped open now. The fabric now had multiple holes and rips in it at the edges of where the large hole in the leggings now was. Her pale, white skin was complimented by her purple leggings, which helped to draw attention to those massive expanses of exposed skin.

I had thought that her ass looked amazing when she was wearing leggings, but now they looked downright jaw-dropping. Her bare ass cheeks were a sight to behold, her pale, unblemished skin looking beautiful. I could now see the curve of her ass cheeks where they pushed inwards on one another, the black fabric of her underwear concealing where her asshole laid. Her cheeks stood at attention, casting a dim shadow across her exposed thighs as the light hit them and refracted off of their glory.

Her right ass cheek, however, was not unblemished. At least, it was not anymore. Across her right cheek laid a large, red hand-print. The print seemed to have been indented into her skin, and the red color would not dissipate from her. At the sight of this, I couldn't help but grin. I knew exactly where that hand-print came from, and I was proud of it.

As I admired her ass, however, I noticed something strange. My eyes focused on the fabric of her underwear then, trying to figure out what was off-putting about it. Instead of it being a plain, solid color, it had designs on it. But not just any standard design or graphic print. Her underwear was lace, and there were very intricate and ornate designs woven into the black fabric. In some areas, the fabric was transparent and allowed a peak of pale skin to poke through. In other areas, the fabric was a little thicker and had flowery designs which ran across its surface.

Riley was wearing lingerie, and I could not believe my luck at this find.

Who would have thought such a goody two-shoes such as Riley would wear lingerie when she had no sex life to speak of, at least from what I had heard. Hell, maybe she had worn it because she knew what would happen to her. She had been expecting for something like this to happen and had come prepared.

I knew the truth; she was simply wearing it because she wanted to feel nice. Though that didn't stop me from making up my mind as to why she wore it. After all, I was called Mr. Hands. I was a God, a villain. I held all the power here. I could make this whatever I wanted it to be. There was nobody here to stop me, absolutely nobody. I could inflict my will on other people and they had to suffer with that fact. I was a god among men, and I was a cruel god.

"Well, well, well...seems like you are quite the slut, Riley," I smirked then, reveling in the discovery and the opportunity to play with her and tease her.

"W-what do you mean?!" Riley replied to me, the panic never leaving her voice, though she seemed to have accepted her fate for the time being. She did not fight against me, and the snark in her voice was gone. It was replaced by an acceptance of what was happening to her.

"Oh, isn't it obvious? You're wearing lingerie as if you knew this would happen to you."

She did not get a chance to respond to the allegation that I had thrown her way, and she did not need to respond. After all, the only thing I cared about was teaching Riley a lesson. I wanted to show her what happened to someone who was rude, and groping her was the only way I knew how to discipline her. But I had to admit, the black lace lingerie that she wore made me even more excited to mess with her and play with her.

I reached one arm around her hip and pushed it between her slightly ajar legs, keeping them open as my hand got to work. My hand drifted down her waist, snaking down and across Riley's mound, which earned me a gasp from her. My fingers moved lower and lower on her body, eventually coming across an area where there was a slight indentation in the fabric. I knew exactly what this was. This was where her womanhood was beneath the fabric of her lingerie.

I stretched two fingers out as the rest of my fingers closed together into my palm. I then drifted those fingers upwards, pulling them between the indention in the fabric. Riley's lingerie rubbed against her, between her labia lips as my fingers moved. The friction of her underwear rubbing against her made her wet, and I could tell because I felt the crotch of her underwear soon become damp. The pads of my fingers felt warm as heat was emitted from her core. Riley was getting turned on and it made me overjoyed.

The two fingers that I ran up her mound, between the lips of her labia, now slithered downwards once more. They pushed her lips apart, grinding her lingerie between those same lips. Wetness covered the pads of my fingers, my pale skin feeling a slickness covering them as I continued to move my hand against her. As this happened, I closed both of my eyes and sniffed her hair. She smelled of the sweet season of autumn, of freshly baked pumpkin pie and the natural scent that came from the falling multi-colored leaves which covered forest floors. Riley had an amazing scent, and she had an amazing pussy as well. As my fingers contiued the movements between her legs, I felt her vaginal juices dripping down the length of my fingers, running down and then having gravity act upon them as they fell to the metal floor below.

She smelled delicious. Now, how did she taste? I withdrew my fingers from between her legs and brought them up to my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Riley's blue eyes locking onto me to see what I would do. I smirked at her as I slipped one of my fingers into my mouth, purposefully flicking my tongue out to run across the surface of my finger. Riley tasted...delicious. She was so sweet. The taste of her juices reminded me of honey that one would get from bees. Not that gross artificial stuff, but the natural honeycomb that came directly from the hive...the source of the bees.

I withdrew the fingers from my mouth with an audible pop, and then I pushed my hand down between her legs once more. This time, however, I did not merely tease her. My fingers reached low, finding where her entrance would be beneath the fabric easily once more. Using my left hand, I wrapped it around her waist to keep her still as the fingers of my right hand probed at her crotch. The fabric of her lingerie was practically soaked now, making it easy to manipulate. Using two fingers, I pushed against her entrance, feeling her lingerie give under the force I applied between her legs.

The fabric then weakened as I pushed it inwards alongside my fingers. The soaked black fabric wrapped around my fingers as her womanhood spread open under my grasp. I soon felt the hot, wet walls of her vagina squeezing tight around me as my fingers pushed ever deeper inside of Riley. The black fabric likewise was pushed inside of her, rubbing against her vaginal walls as it was stretched thin into her. It was stretched tight against her precious little asshole now; the fabric spreading her cheeks apart as it ground against the rim of her ass.

As all of this happened, I could feel Riley shake and moan under me. She was enjoying this, being mercilessly fondled and teased.

I could feel wetness dripping down from my fingers as it ran down my right hand like a river coming from a waterfall. She was spread apart as my fingers dove within her, her lingerie most likely nearing it's breaking point. I loved the sensation of her squeezing tight around my fingers, her vaginal walls trying to deny me access but failing. I could not wait to get my cock into her pussy...and then into her tight asshole.

My muscles contracted as I pulled my fingers out of her vagina, the two fingers now being covered in her juices as they withdrew from her precious depths. Alongside my fingers came her underwear as well. The lingerie was worn now at the crotch; the fabric being very thin and absolutely soaked through as it was forced deep inside of her. And I had loved every second. I especially loved pushing her own slutty underwear into her, feeling her shake and shiver under me as her own lingerie mercilessly teased and rubbed against her sensitive vaginal walls. It was like a dream come true.

But I was not done yet.

I slipped those same two fingers under the stretched, thin lace band of her lingerie and pulled that fabric to the side. I situated it at the side of her groin, where one of her thighs met her pelvis. Now it would be out of the way, which would allow the true fun to begin.

I quickly lined up three fingers with her entrance and then, without warning, pushed them deep inside of her. I could feel Riley shake against me from the sudden intrusion inside of her. My fingers violated her vagina, pushing deep inside of her as her vaginal walls struggled to contain my unquenchable lust. I moved my fingers inside of her, curling them as I pressed against where her g-spot would most likely be. When I did this, Riley threw her head back against me, her mouth open as she moaned loudly. I then quickly removed my left hand from her waist and covered her mouth to silence her moan. I hoped and prayed that nobody heard her.

Using the thumb of my right hand, I pressed it firmly against where her clitoris would be above her entrance, under her clitoral hood. The pad of my thumb gently rubbed against the sensitive bundle of nerves located there, teasing it as I moved my three fingers in Riley once more. I pumped my fingers in and out of her at an ever-increasing pace, reaching deep into her vagina every single time. Her legs shook, and I could feel her juices now more steadily dripping from my fingers as I fingered her much faster than before.

Riley was getting close to climaxing. I could feel it. Her vaginal walls were squeezing tight around my fingers, nearly cutting off circulation because of how they clung to me. Though all this did was spur me onwards to make her cum by my hand...literally. My fingers continuously pumped into her, spreading her apart again and again, as I could hear muffled whimpers leave from between her lips. I curled my fingers within her, hitting her g-spot just as I teased her clitoris with my thumb.

And that was what did it.

Her legs clamped shut on my hand, trapping it there as she came hard around me. Her vagina clenched around me as I continued to finger her, though I did so slower now as I helped her to ride out her orgasm. What would have been a loud moan from her was muffled by the hand over her mouth, though I could clearly hear it.

The pure lust and carnal desire in her voice, in her muffled moan, turned me on like nothing else, which made me stifle in place uncomfortably as I felt blood rushing to my cock. I couldn't help but grunt as I felt my manhood become restrained by my own pants as it tried to stand at attention. The denim of my jeans fought against me as my cock struggled for freedom but could not find any whatsoever. I desperately wanted to feel her against me with nothing between us, which was why I removed my left hand from her mouth.

I quickly unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my cock, sighing in relief as it could extend to its full length with my jeans no longer trapping it. I reached out my index finger and pulled aside the rest of Riley's lingerie that covered her ass, revealing her pale ass cheeks in all of their glory, which still had the red imprint from me smacking it earlier.

As I pressed the length of my manhood across the bare expanse of her ass, I couldn't resist taking a picture to commemorate the moment. I then used my left hand and reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. Turning to the camera app, I positioned the phone over her ass where my cock would clearly be seen pressed against her ass cheeks. I then snapped a picture of her pale ass cheeks, my cock running across them, and the picture was absolutely stunning. Not being able to resist myself, I pushed my cock against her ass...sandwiching it between both of her magnificent, round cheeks. The sight of this alone was jaw-dropping. On both my left and right side, I was encompassed by a layer of soft and malleable flesh that seemed to "hot dog" my cock between them. My cock was the "hot dog", and her cheeks were the "buns" which held the hot dog within their grasp.

I likewise could not resist taking a photo of this moment as well. As I took this second photo, a devilish idea came to my mind.

I switched to the video recording feature of my camera app and recorded a video as the camera was centered on her plump ass. From there, I moved my left hand in front of her and flipped the view of the camera, capturing both her face and my own beautiful face in the camera's view. My eyes watched her carefully, watching as she noticed the camera recording her. Her cheeks took on a bright red color then, and she tried to look away from the camera.