The Dangerous Deal and the Woman Next Door
Her ragged breathing grows heavier; the fierce resistance in her limbs is slowly fading. She’s tiring. Using only the feel of my hand, I press the slippery head against her saliva-wet folds and drag it up and down. “Hah, hah… wait, just a second, Su-heon… hah.” Her voice is breathless, urgent. I don’t give her time to finish. The blunt glans slides along her entrance once more, then sinks in with a wet sound, prying her open. A third of my cock is already buried inside her.
“Ugh…!” Her eyes fly wide. She bites her lower lip hard and glares at me, then slowly shakes her head. I ignore the silent plea, draw my hips back, and drive straight to the mouth of her womb in one thrust. My pelvis slams flush against her ass.
“Hah!” A sharp cry escapes between her clenched teeth. I stay buried to the hilt, grinding my hips in small circles so I can feel every soft ridge inside her. Finally. I’m inside Ko Yoo-mi. She keeps glaring, lips still sealed, but her arms remain raised exactly where I left them, trembling.
I begin to move—short, deliberate strokes that keep my pelvis pressed tight to her ass. Her skin is soft, elastic, intoxicating. The panties caught on her thighs help me hold the position easily. “Yoo-mi.”
She shakes her head again, slower this time. I pull back and slam forward. The wet slap echoes. Again. And again. I settle into a steady, powerful rhythm, each thrust driving deep. Her face twists—whether from pain or pleasure I can’t tell. Her defiant eyes begin to waver.
“Mm… hng… hup…” Small, helpless sounds leak past her bitten lips. The sight is beautiful. I want to break her completely, to see her thrashing beneath me in helpless ecstasy. Her pussy, once stubbornly tight, is starting to yield, growing slicker with every stroke. Her own juices mix with my saliva, easing the way.
I lean closer until our lips brush with each thrust. “Hoo… hup… mm…”
“Huk, Yoo-mi… huk, huk…”
“Haang, aang, haang, ahang!”
The moment I call her name while pounding hard, her mouth opens and the moans she’s been holding back spill out. “Huk, huk… your pussy… is gripping my cock so tight…”
“Haang, aang, haang, aang!”
Her thighs clamp around my neck. Her eyes lose focus. I push my tongue between her parted lips and taste her. She doesn’t kiss back at first, but when I keep sucking and licking inside her mouth she finally turns her head away, gasping. “Haa… haak… haak…”
The sound goes straight to my spine. I drive harder. “Do you know… how long I’ve wanted to fuck this pussy?”
Her moans grow louder, more desperate. I can’t hold the slow pace anymore. My hips snap faster. Wet, rhythmic slaps fill the room. I cup her face with both hands and plunge my tongue back into her mouth while I fuck her. She starts to respond—her tongue curls around mine, sucking hungrily. Her arms drop from above her head and wrap around my neck.
I kiss down her throat, licking and sucking, then lower to her heaving breasts. One nipple is still half-trapped by her bra; the other is completely free. I suck the exposed bud hard. Yoo-mi’s fingers tangle in my hair. Her ass lifts to meet every thrust now.
“Yoo-mi… I’m gonna come…”
“Haang, aang, no… don’t… aang!”
I bury myself to the root and explode, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her womb. She arches violently, clutching my wrists, a broken cry tearing from her throat. We stay locked together, both panting. Her breasts rise and fall in my hands with every ragged breath.
Finally, I’ve claimed her. My seed is deep inside her. My cock is still hard, twitching inside her flooded pussy. She lies motionless for a long moment, like a corpse.
“Pull out.”
When I don’t move, she slowly lifts her head and meets my eyes. The same cold expression from before. “You got what you wanted. Move.”
“Yoo-mi.”
“Don’t say my name.”
“…”
“I don’t want to see you again.”
My cock is still buried inside her, pulsing. The irony of her words makes me smile faintly. She turns onto her side, slides her legs off the sofa, and my softening length slips free with a wet sound. She stands unsteadily, strips off her blouse, unhooks her bra, and lets both fall. The skirt and ruined panties follow. Naked, she walks toward the bathroom without looking back.
“Go home.”
The door closes behind her.