Yoo-mi's Confession
The hardened cock slips smoothly into Yoo-mi's glistening pussy.
"Aah."
"Ugh."
We both let out short moans at the same time. Yoo-mi's insides are scorching hot, like being burned by boiling water. With my cock buried to the hilt, I cup her face in both hands and gaze down at her.
"Yoo-mi."
She slowly opens her eyes and looks up at me.
"It's so hot inside you, Yoo-mi."
"You're hot too, Su-heon."
I begin to move my hips slowly, pulling the deeply embedded cock out. She reacts to the sensation of it gradually withdrawing, her brow furrowing slightly as she looks up at me. I push back in just as slowly. Her expression shifts in a subtle, lovely way.
"Yoo-mi."
"Yes."
"Before..."
"Yes."
"When I first entered you..."
"..........."
"Did it feel unpleasant?"
"..........."
"Yoo-mi."
"It was so sudden back then... and it had been so long."
"How long?"
"Ever since he became that way... from then on."
"How many years?"
"About eight."
"In all that time, was there no one else?"
"What do you mean?"
"No one who entered your body."
"..........."
"Am I the first?"
"..........."
Yoo-mi looks up at me without answering and squeezes my cock tightly with her pussy.
"Ah, Yoo-mi."
"Su-heon... you're my first."
She says it shyly and clings to me. A surge of elation and conquest rises in my chest. I hold her close and thrust my hips hard.
[Plap, plap, plap,]
"Aah, Su-heon, suddenly— aang, aah."
[Plap, plap, plap,]
"Su-heon, aang, it's too big, aang, aah."
I hold Yoo-mi tightly and focus on pounding her without a word.
[Plap, plap, plap,]
"Aang, aang, haang, aang, aah."
She presses her face against mine and pours out those seductive moans, clinging even tighter. Her sweet breath makes my cock swell even more.
"Aang, aang, Su-heon, aang, aah."
[Plap, plap, plap, plap,]
"Aang, you're getting bigger, aang, haang, haang."
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi."
"Aang, yes, aang, Su-heon, aah."
"Hah, hah, besides your husband... hah, hah, am I really the first? Hah, ugh."
"Aang, haang, aang, aah."
"Hah, hah, answer me, hah, hah."
"Aang, aang, yes, haang, Su-heon, you're haang, the first, aang, haang."
Her words make my hips move even faster.
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, I love you, hah, hah."
"Haang, haang, Su-heon, aang, haang."
We cling to each other's burning bodies, devouring one another with fierce intensity. Her pussy squeezes differently from my wife's. If my wife's feels like a palm wrapping and stroking the entire shaft, Yoo-mi's feels like fingers circling and gripping tightly. It's a different sensation from when I took her in her own home.
Yoo-mi lifts both legs and wraps them around my waist, bucking her hips to take my cock deeper.
"Ah, Yoo-mi, you're incredible."
"Aang, aang, aheung, what do I do, aang, haang."
Her body tenses with strength. Her arms and legs tighten around me, squeezing so hard that my thrusting hips can barely move.
"Ah, Yoo-mi."
"Aang, you, aang, aang, ah, ah, aaaah."
Suddenly her body stiffens against my chest, her thighs clamping down with tremendous force around my waist. The sudden, intense squeeze of her pussy feels like it's going to cut my cock off. I've never felt anything like it. I stop moving and hold her tightly.
A moment later, the strength drains from her body.
"Hah, hah, hah, hah."
"Yoo-mi."
"Hah, hah, Su-heon, hah."
"Did it feel good?"
"Hah, hah, you, hah, hah, what do I do now, hah."
Yoo-mi catches her breath and looks up at me with loving eyes. My lips crash down on hers again, our tongues tangling wildly. My hips start moving once more.
[Plap, plap, plap, plap,]
"Hup, mm, mm, hup."
She pulls her lips away, panting heavily into my mouth, and looks up at me. Her eyes are filled with lust—the gaze of a healthy, married woman craving a strong man's cock. I push myself up on my arms and pound into her pussy even harder.
[Plap, plap, plap, plap,]
"Aang, haeung, aang, haang."
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, hah, ugh."
"Haeung, aang, haang, aang."
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, your pussy, hah, hah."
The word "pussy" makes her wrap her legs around my waist again and cling tighter.
"Yoo-mi, it feels like my cock's going to get cut off."
"Aang, no, don't say that, aang, haang."
She reacts intensely to the crude words and starts sucking hard on both my nipples while clinging to me. Her red fingernails dig into my back. She's attacking my weak spot. The urge to cum rises sharply.
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, hah, hah, wait a second."
She ignores my urgent plea and sucks even harder on my nipples.
"Hah, hah, ah, hah, hah, Yoo-mi, I, hngh, ugh."
I try to pull my upper body away from her mouth, but she wraps her arms tighter and clings even more desperately. I want to enjoy this more. I want to savor this ripe married woman's body slowly. In a panic, I grab her hair with my right hand and yank her head back. Her head tilts sharply, held by my grip, and she looks at me.
The cool, elegant married woman Ko Yoo-mi is nowhere to be seen. Only a female in heat, desperate to be filled with a man's seed, lies beneath me panting. Her glistening lips are parted wide, releasing ragged moans.
"Aang, haang, cum for me, you, haang, aang."
[Plap, plap, plap, plap,]
"Aang, aang, I want to take, aang, aang, all of you, aang, haang."
Words I never expected spill from her lips. My self-control shatters completely.
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, I'm, I'm about to cum, hah, hah."
"Haang, aang, fill me, aang, haang, fill me up, aang, haang, you, aang."
"Hah, ugh, cumming, ugh, ugh."
"Aang, haang, it feels so good, you, haang, haeuk."
I crush her waist in my arms and bury my cock to the root inside her. A thick load surges up from the base and slams violently against her womb. I bite down on her plump left breast and pump hot seed deep into her uterus. After twitching and emptying myself completely, I feel a pleasant exhaustion and release her body from my iron grip.
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, hah, hah."
"Hah, hah, you, hah, hah."
"Hah, hah, Yoo-mi, you're such an amazing woman, hah, hah."
"Hah, hah, you're like a beast, hah, hah."
She lies sprawled on the bed like a corpse, shooting me a playful glare.
"Yoo-mi, I love you."
"Liar."
"You're mine now, Yoo-mi."
"Su-heon."
She clings to me again, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I hold her sweat-drenched, burning body tightly and savor the sweet sense of conquest.
"Yoo-mi."
"Su-heon."
Apartment complex underground parking lot
We search for each other's lips again, reluctant to part.
"Su-heon, will we really be okay?"
"Let's just be honest with ourselves."
"Yes."
I squeeze her hand tightly. She leans in once more, pressing her lips to mine.
"Then I'll head up first."
"Okay."
She gets out of the car and walks toward the elevator. From behind, her beautiful figure sways in black high heels, gradually disappearing from view. I already miss her. I hurry out of the car and head for the elevator. Just as she's stepping inside, I rush in before the doors close.
"Oh my, Su-heon, hup."
I push her against the wall and devour her lips hungrily. After a moment of surprise, she wraps her arms around my neck and clings to me. My hands roam over her entire body. I slip one hand under her skirt, feeling the smooth skin of her thigh above the black band stockings. As I knead her thigh, one of her legs slowly rises and wraps around my waist. We greedily suck on each other's tongues, swapping saliva.
[Ding]
She pushes me away in a hurry and smooths down her skirt, shooting me a loving glare with her lips pursed. The doors open and we stand in front of our respective homes. She looks at me with a strangely sad smile, then opens her door and disappears inside.
I feel strangely empty. I take a deep breath and enter my own home, where my wife is waiting.
In the days that follow, there's no contact from her. I want to hear her voice, but for some reason I can't bring myself to call either. Time just passes. These few days feel endlessly long. Several more days go by. Unable to hold back any longer, I spy on her house through the laptop screen. Her living room appears. Seeing her puts my heart strangely at ease. She's drinking coffee and reading a book—her home looks different from the office version of her. I pick up my phone. Just then, it rings.
"Honey, can you talk?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Are you getting off early tonight?"
"Yeah, why?"
My eyes stay fixed on the screen, watching Yoo-mi.
"I got movie tickets. How about tonight?"
"Sure, let's go."
"Then meet me at CGV by seven."
"Got it. See you then."
"Love you, mwah."
I hang up half-heartedly and feel a pang of guilt toward my wife. I close the screen and start looking up nearby restaurants for our date tonight.