Seize the opportunity!

As Natsumi rests, gasping for air on her hands and knees before you, dark pussy and tangle of pubic hair exposed, you ignore your own aching limbs and lurch to your feet. Two steps and you slam into her, coming down on top of her and knocking the wind out of her again. You straddle her, high up her back using your knees to pin her arms.

She shrieks and writhes and bucks under you, but your weight is so much greater that she just can't shake you. She keeps trying though, kicking her legs wildly and tiring herself out even more.

And not only is she tiring herself out, she's leaving herself undefended. You reach around behind you, and smoothly, swiftly thrust your hand down the tight curve of her ass, between her jumping thighs, and press your fingers to the soft, warm lips of her pussy. Too late, she clamps her legs together, but your fingers are already there, and while you can't move your wrist, you can wriggle your fingers and stroke those delicate petals. Still closed and dry, but she can't protect them from your attentions now.

"D-dame!" she gasps, slipping to Japanese as her composure comes apart completely. "Yamete kudasai!"

"Hmmm, does that mean, keep going? Harder?" you ask.

"S-stop!" she's starting to pant now, and the crevice between her thighs is getting hotter and moister with her sweat as she squeezes your hand in vain. "Stop it!"

"This is the game," you say, and keep rubbing and teasing her slit. Not too rough, not too fast, and soon the tight valley your hand is trapped in is getting wet with her juices, not just her sweat. Her dark lips, that you had seen peeking out between her thighs before, have softened and yielded to your touch. Another move and your fingers slip between them, entering her burning hot chamber. Cool on the outside and hot and ready within. "Oh my."

Ya-yamete! Asoko sawanaide!" She sobs as your gentle, unhurried movements bring forth soft, succulent sounds from her moist hole.

"Is it good?"

"N-no! It's not... It's... Ahhn!" She moans in spite of herself.

The sharp blows from Natsumi's fists had killed your libido during the fight, but now, as she gets wetter and wetter and her moans become hotter and more unrestrained, your cock rises in your tight jeans. You fumble at your belt and fly with your free hand as you keep fingering her. Her thighs relax their grip on your hand as your victory comes closers, and now you can move even more - pistoning two fingers into her cunt with jerks from the wrists.

"Mo... Mo- dame!" she moans, soft and defeated, "Mo- ikiso-!"

You don't understand a word, but you can guess by the way her pussy is clenching on your fingers what she means. Her breathing speeds up, the words give way to moans and her hips start to hump up unconsciously onto you hand.

"Ahhn! Ahhhn! Iku! Ikuuuu!" She cries, and her walls close on your digits like a vice. A flood of her juices soak her thighs, and your cock - finally free from your pants, leaps in victory.

You've won again.