CHAPTER 91: MINA’S ANTICIPATION

This tormented Jake. On one hand, he tried to suppress himself from moaning like a desperate man. On the other, Mina’s experienced yet somewhat clumsy technique left him hanging between pleasure and pain, the tingling sensations mixed with discomfort.

Yet, even so, it didn’t take long for Mina to successfully stimulate Jake’s pre-cum.

Watching the clear, sticky fluid ooze from the pink slit, Mina was filled with curiosity. "I wonder what it tastes like."

Without hesitation, she stuck out her tongue and lightly licked a bit of the pre-cum, analyzing it earnestly.

A salty, slightly bitter taste assaulted her taste buds. It wasn’t as unpleasant as she had imagined, and Mina felt as if she had discovered a new world.

"Oh..." Jake finally couldn’t hold back any longer under Mina’s final straw—the blowjob.

Though it wasn’t a full-on blowjob, who could resist that sudden burst of pleasure?

Mina watched with amusement. Jake had been so stubborn, yet here he was moaning.

But since only she could taste it, that wasn’t fair. Seeing that there was still plenty of pre-cum, Mina’s playful smile returned.

First, she licked up some more pre-cum, then immediately pressed her lips against Jake’s, this time fully inserting her tongue into his mouth. Jake instinctively tangled his tongue with hers, just as Mina had expected. Soon, he frowned, as if sensing something off about the taste.

"Mmm... ha..." After the kiss ended, Mina asked teasingly, "So, Jake, how does it taste?"

"It’s sweet and fragrant."

"Really?" Not getting the reaction she wanted, Mina realized Jake was lying to her.

Sure enough, even with the blindfold on, the corners of Jake’s lips curled up slightly.

"Wow, Jake, now you’re teasing me?" Mina flicked Jake’s cock hard to vent her frustration.

"Damn it, just like my aunt, taking her anger out on my dick."

"Please, Sister Mina, I was wrong."

"Weren’t you acting all chaste earlier? What happened to that?"

"It’s because you’re too beautiful, Sister Mina." These words came straight from Jake’s heart.

Regardless of gender, to conquer someone, one must first learn how to ignite their desire. Fortunately, Mina was very successful.

Jake was not insistent on removing the blindfold. He pointed at the giant, vein-covered cock between his legs, his meaning already very clear.

Though Jake still had the presence of mind to flirt, his brain was actually in complete chaos. He realized he had changed somewhat, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different. The blood-rushed "little head" below was still wildly controlling him, making him accept Sister Mina’s "service" with surprising ease.

Just as Jake was eagerly anticipating Sister Mina’s blowjob, she once again did something he didn’t expect. Mina had her own ideas. After trying handjobs and blowjobs, it was time to experiment with other methods.

Up until now, most of what the book described had matched reality. The ways men and women derived pleasure were different yet followed similar principles.

Due to differences in physiology, women far surpassed men in sexual capacity. On a smaller scale, female sexual awakening generally occurred two to three years earlier than males. As for sexual organs, the female vagina was almost like a cosmic black hole, boundless and endless.

Female squirting was the most perfect expression of sexual satisfaction, while men focused more on the process of sex. Once they ejaculated, they lost interest.

Men could experience extraordinary stimulation due to physiological and psychological factors, achieving a unique kind of sexual satisfaction. Women, on the other hand, preferred skilled, well-proportioned penises for penetration—too big would hurt, too small would feel unsatisfying.

Jake’s current state was what the book called physiological arousal. It seemed most men had a special fascination with unconventional sexual acts like blowjobs, footjobs, titjobs, thighjobs, and even anal sex. But in reality, none of these were as stimulating as traditional intercourse.

What elevated these unconventional methods was psychological climax.

Men loved blowjobs because of their desire for conquest—they wanted to be on top, with the woman they loved submitting at their feet. The other methods followed similar logic. The dual experience of physiological and psychological pleasure was the true answer Mina sought.

She liked this about Jake, without a doubt. For a dignified, independent woman like her to lower herself to please a man was proof enough of her sincerity.

Jake grew impatient and couldn’t help but take off his pants himself.

Mina naturally didn’t continue with the blowjob. Instead, she sat facing Jake, lifting those legs that drove the men in the company wild. The black stockings tightly wrapped around her plump thighs, the silk red trim at the top digging into her flesh like fresh juice, full and bouncy. Thankfully, Jake hadn’t removed his blindfold, or he would’ve long since pinned Sister Mina down and fucked her senseless.

Following the book’s instructions, Mina sandwiched Jake’s cock between her stocking-clad feet.

The moment the smooth, sandpaper-like texture of the stockings touched him, Jake couldn’t help but gasp. "Sister Mina, what are you...?"

He couldn’t believe it. The first footjob of his life was being given by his boss.

If Jake had known this was also his boss’s first time, the shock would’ve been overwhelming.

"Shh, don’t talk," Mina said, bracing herself on the bed with her hands while her feet clumsily rubbed up and down Jake’s length.

Her toes curled tightly, nestled inside the tips of the black stockings like a pair of tender baby hands, carefully cradling the hot, hard cock in the middle.

Mina could feel the scorching, rod-like penis rolling back and forth under the cool soles of her feet. The novelty of the experience was exhilarating, and she didn’t feel tired at all.

Her black-clad feet treated his cock like a sausage, sliding, squeezing, and kneading it freely.

For his first footjob, Jake thought it felt pretty good. Compared to Sister Mina’s somewhat unskilled technique, her attitude and sincerity moved him more. When had Jake ever been treated like this? Meeting you (mind-reading) was truly a blessing.

Jake naturally attributed all of this to the mind-reading ability he’d accidentally acquired.

However, footjobs had limited variations and were tiring. After just a few minutes, Mina slowed down from exhaustion.

So she switched techniques, spreading her toes and gently pinching Jake’s glans, occasionally pulling up a thin layer of foreskin before letting go.

"Oh, Sister Mina, be gentle," Jake moaned, never expecting the day would come when he’d beg a woman to slow down.

The footjob didn’t last long, but it was surprisingly effective. Jake’s mental fantasies multiplied, with the image of fucking his mother-in-law in the office until she called him "daddy" being the most vivid.

Combined with the alcohol, his blood boiling with heat, and his desires escalating, the simple footjob could no longer satisfy him.

Mina was also getting tired and prepared to withdraw her feet, ending things there.

Yes, Mina had originally intended to use these learned techniques to completely win Jake over. But in practice, she realized she was still too inexperienced. Though she’d achieved some effect, seeing Jake show no signs of wanting to cum told her it was hopeless.

Still, this was a step forward. Later, she planned to ask Jake about his experience and that crucial question: "Do you like me?"

In society and at the company, Mina could be called a capable, heroic woman. But when it came to sex, she was utterly clueless, not even a beginner.

After watching a few educational videos, she’d thought she had it figured out. But she was sorely mistaken.

As a woman, she shouldn’t have teased a man without being prepared. She shouldn’t have thought making him cum was the end goal.

At this moment, the primal beast of desire sleeping within Jake had awakened, soaring like a rocket, charging toward the voluptuous, mature beauty that was Mina.

The moment Mina tried to pull her black-clad feet away, a strong hand grabbed her ankle.

"Jake, what are you—ah!" Before she could finish, Mina saw Jake swiftly remove his blindfold, his eyes filled with greed, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

He pushed her onto the foot of the bed, his overwhelmingly masculine aura pressing down on her until she could barely breathe.

"Sister Mina, this isn’t very nice of you," Jake said with a smirk, finally getting his revenge after being teased for so long.

"What do you want?" Mina quickly regained her usual composure, but Jake’s gaze was too intense.

"Is this sexual impulse?" she wondered silently.

Jake leaned in, his limbs caging her, blocking all escape routes. His face carried a rare, devilish smirk as he teased, "Sister Mina has been serving me for so long. Now it’s my turn!"

Before Mina could process his words, Jake’s heavy body pressed down on her, radiating an overwhelming masculine energy.

"Is this the prelude to sex?" Mina murmured to herself, her heart brimming with anticipation.