Chapter 62: Payback
The pink barrier had completely vanished, leaving only the dim city light filtering through the curtains. Sein lay there for a mont, catching her breath, her green eyes still fixed on the obvious, straining bulge in Andrey’s pants.
Without saying a word, she slowly lifted her right leg. Her bare foot slid up along his thigh until her sole pressed gently against the hard outline of his cock.
Andrey’s entire body jolted in surprise.
"What are you doing...?" he asked, voice hoarse and shocked, eyes widening as he looked down at her foot rubbing slowly against his throbbing erection.
Sein didn’t answer imdiately. Her foot moved with shy but deliberate pressure — toes curling slightly over the thick shaft, pressing and stroking the length of him through his pants. She could feel how hot and hard he was, how it twitched under her sole.
"Shut up..." she muttered quietly, cheeks burning crimson. Her voice was still raspy from earlier moans. "Just... stay quiet for a bit."
Andrey’s breath hitched sharply. He instinctively pushed his hips forward a little, pressing his cock harder against the sole of her foot. The friction felt maddening even through the fabric.
Sein bit her lip, watching his reaction with half-lidded green eyes. She rubbed her foot up and down his length slowly, from base to tip, pressing the ball of her foot against the swollen head. A small wet spot on his pants grew larger as more precum leaked out.
’It’s so hot... and incredibly hard...’ she thought, her own body growing warm again despite her exhaustion.
Andrey gripped the sheets on either side of her head, trying to keep himself steady.
"Sein... you don’t have to—"
"Be quiet," she repeated, a little more firmly this ti, though her voice trembled with embarrassnt. Her foot continued its slow, teasing strokes, toes flexing and curling around the thick bulge, giving him just enough pressure to make him groan.
Andrey’s breathing grew heavier, his cock twitching hard under her touch.
Sein kept rubbing her foot slowly along his bulge, feeling it throb desperately under her sole. She looked up at Andrey’s strained face, her green eyes gleaming with a mix of shyness and determination.
"Take off your pants," she ordered quietly, her voice still hoarse but firm. "Now."
Andrey blinked, surprised by the sudden command, but the heat in her eyes left no room for argunt. He sat back slightly, quickly unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his pants along with his boxers in one motion. His hard cock sprang free, thick and heavy, standing rigidly upright. The tip was already glistening with precum, veins pulsing visibly.
Sein’s breath caught for a mont as she stared at it openly. She swallowed, then lifted both her legs, placing her soft bare feet on either side of his throbbing shaft.
Slowly, she began to stroke him — up and down — using both feet in a smooth, teasing rhythm. Her toes curled gently around the head on every upward stroke, rubbing the sensitive tip and spreading the leaking precum along his length.
Andrey groaned deeply, his hips twitching forward instinctively.
"Sein... fuck..." he breathed, voice rough with need.
Sein didn’t stop. She kept moving her feet with shy but focused movents, sotis squeezing tighter, sotis rubbing faster along his shaft. Her green eyes stayed locked on his cock, watching how it throbbed and pulsed between her feet.
"Does it feel better...?" she asked softly, almost teasing, though her face was bright red. "You were so hard it looked like it hurt..."
Andrey’s hands gripped her ankles lightly, not stopping her, just holding on as pleasure built rapidly from her footjob.
Sein didn’t stop. She kept moving her soft feet up and down Andrey’s hard cock with steady, deliberate strokes. Her soles pressed together tightly around his throbbing shaft, sliding smoothly thanks to the precum that kept leaking from the tip. Every ti she reached the head, her toes curled and rubbed the sensitive underside, making his cock twitch hard between her feet.
Andrey groaned deeply, his hips moving slightly in ti with her rhythm.
"Sein... that feels so good..." he rasped, eyes half-lidded as he watched her.
Sein’s cheeks burned even hotter, but she didn’t look away. Instead, she tightened her feet a little more and stroked him faster, her voice low and slightly embarrassed.
"Do not talk too much... just enjoy it," she muttered. "You were so rough with
earlier... this is payback."
While her feet kept working his cock — rubbing, squeezing, teasing the head — Andrey reached down and caressed her smooth calves and thighs. His hands slid slowly up her legs, massaging the soft skin as he admired the sight of her feet wrapped around him.
Sein bit her lip when his fingers brushed the inside of her thighs, dangerously close to her still-sensitive core. A small shiver ran through her body.
"Nnh... don’t touch there too much..." she complained, but her feet never stopped moving. In fact, she started using one foot to stroke the length while the other played with the head, toes gently pressing and rolling over the swollen tip.
Andrey’s breathing grew heavier. He leaned forward, one hand still on her thigh while the other reached up to cup her breast again, thumb brushing over her still-hard nipple.
"You’re really good at this..." he whispered hoarsely, pinching her nipple lightly.
Sein’s breath hitched. She glared at him weakly, but her green eyes were clouded with renewed arousal.
"Shut up... idiot..." she whispered back, yet she pressed her feet tighter around his cock and stroked him even faster, twisting her ankles slightly for more friction.
The wet, lewd sounds of her feet sliding along his slick shaft filled the dim room. Andrey’s cock pulsed strongly between her soles, growing even harder as pleasure built rapidly.
Sein watched his face intently, a small, satisfied smirk appearing on her flushed lips despite her embarrassnt.
"Does it feel that good...? Your thing is twitching so much..."
Andrey only groaned in response, his grip on her breast tightening as he fought to hold back.
Sein kept stroking him faster, her soft feet sliding up and down his throbbing cock with increasing confidence. She alternated between squeezing him tightly between both soles and using her toes to tease the sensitive head, rubbing the leaking precum all over his shaft.
Andrey’s breathing beca ragged and desperate. His hips jerked forward uncontrollably, fucking into the tight tunnel ford by her feet.
"Sein... I’m close..." he groaned, voice strained.
Sein’s green eyes flashed with a mix of embarrassnt and excitent. She didn’t slow down. Instead, she pressed her feet even tighter and stroked him harder, twisting her ankles on every upward motion.
"Then cum..." she whispered, cheeks burning. "Cum for , idiot..."
That was all it took.
Andrey’s entire body tensed. A deep, guttural groan tore from his throat as pleasure exploded through him. His cock pulsed violently between her feet, thick ropes of cum shooting out hard — the first spurt landing across her stomach and lower breasts, followed by several more powerful jets that splattered ssily over her skin and feet.
"Nngh—! Fuck... Sein...!"
He kept throbbing and spurting for several long seconds, hips twitching as Sein continued slowly stroking him through his orgasm, milking every last drop. His cum was hot and thick, coating her soft soles and dripping down her thighs.
Sein watched the entire thing with wide eyes, biting her lip hard. She could feel the warmth of his release on her skin, the way his cock kept pulsing between her feet even after he finished.
Andrey finally collapsed forward, catching himself on his elbows above her, breathing heavily. His forehead rested against hers, both of them panting in the dim room.
Sein slowly lowered her legs, her feet still glistening with his cum. She turned her face slightly to the side, clearly flustered but trying to act tough.
"...Look at the ss you made," she muttered, voice hoarse. "You ca so much..."
Andrey let out a tired, breathless chuckle and kissed the corner of her mouth softly.
"Sorry... you were too good with your feet."
Sein huffed, but the corners of her lips twitched upward for a split second. She didn’t push him away.
Andrey stayed above her for a few monts, both of them catching their breath. Then he gently pulled back and reached for the box of tissues on the nightstand. Without a word, he started cleaning her up.
He wiped the thick streaks of his cum from her stomach and breasts with slow, careful movents. Sein lay there quietly, still flushed and breathing heavily, watching him through half-lidded eyes.
"You’re surprisingly gentle after being so rough..." she muttered, voice hoarse.
Andrey smiled faintly as he cleaned her feet and thighs next, his touch soft and attentive.
"I was rough because you liked it," he replied quietly. "But now... I want to take care of you."
Sein turned her face away, embarrassed, but she didn’t stop him. When he was done with the tissues, he grabbed a small towel from the chair nearby, dampened it with water from the bottle, and gently wiped her skin again — cooler and more soothing this ti.
Sein shivered slightly at the cool touch, then relaxed as Andrey finished. He tossed the towel aside and lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms.
Sein instinctively curled against his chest, her orange hair spilling over his shoulder. Her body was still warm and sensitive. Andrey wrapped one arm around her waist and stroked her back slowly with the other hand, fingertips tracing gentle circles along her spine.
"You did really well," he whispered against her hair. "Thank you, Sein."
Sein buried her face deeper into his chest, hiding her expression.
"...Don’t say embarrassing things," she grumbled, but her arm slid around his torso, holding him closer. Her voice softened. "You... were intense too. My legs still feel weak."
Andrey chuckled quietly and kissed the top of her head.
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