Secret Temptation
Yuri drives the car into the apartment parking lot. [Ring] A text notification chimes from Yuri's phone. Hana, sitting in the back seat, is nodding off. Yuri's eyes widen as she casually checks the message. After hurriedly parking and arriving home with Hana, the little girl bounces around the living room, completely absorbed in the president character on TV. Yuri, still clutching her trembling chest, watches her daughter from the sofa. She pulls out her phone again and reopens the message from moments ago. A massive cock fills the screen. Yuri catches her breath without realizing it at the sight of that rugged, enormous shaft. ‘Jae-geun.’ His name is clearly displayed as the sender. Recognizing it instantly as Jae-geun's cock, Yuri twists on the sofa, rubbing her thighs together as if she can feel his rough breaths and hands on her. ‘No. Really, Oh Yoo-ri, you crazy bitch.’ She hates herself in this moment. It feels like men think far too little of her. Before she knows it, tears well in her eyes.
“Mom.”
“Hmm? What is it, Hana?”
Hana comes over and hugs her. “Mom, are you crying? Crying?”
“No, I'm not crying.”
“Mom, hug me.”
“Hana, should we go see Daddy?”
“Daddy, Daddy.”
“Yeah, Daddy. How about it? You like that too, right?”
“I like Daddy, I like Daddy.”
“Okay, let's go see our daddy.”
Yuri hugs Hana tightly and wipes her tears. She misses Su-heon so much that the empty space he left behind feels unbearably large.
“Husband.”
“Oh, wife. What's going on?”
“Are you busy?”
“Not really.”
“I was thinking of coming to see you.”
“What's the occasion?”
“Hana wants to see her dad too, and I miss you.”
“Yeah, okay. Come.”
“Hoho, got it. Then I'll book the plane tickets?”
“Sure. Oh, right—what about your company?”
“That... I quit.”
“What? You only worked there a few days.”
“I'll explain everything when we meet.”
“Alright, got it.”
After hanging up with Yuri, Su-heon lights a cigarette. A smile forms on his lips without him realizing it at the thought of seeing his daughter and wife after so long. He picks up the phone again.
“Hello.”
“Su-heon-ssi.”
“Yes, Yoo-mi-ssi.”
“Calling in the middle of the day? Hoho.”
“I was wondering if you were cheating on me, kekeke.”
“How did you know? I'm actually with another man right now.”
“Kekeke.”
“Hoho.”
“Ah, not that—Yuri's coming over.”
“What? Yuri? Why?”
“She just said she's coming.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Then.”
“Don't worry. Just stay at the hotel.”
“I'm sorry, Yoo-mi-ssi.”
“It's fine. Honestly, I feel bad toward Yuri too.”
“...........”
“Then I'll see you in the evening. Bye.”
Pity for Yoo-mi and longing for his wife and daughter swirl inside Su-heon. He rushes through his backlog of work and prepares to head home.
Yuri and Hana leave the house pulling a large suitcase, their faces full of smiles, clearly excited. “That fucking bitch—where the hell is she going with all that luggage? Damn it.” Jae-geun mutters to himself, his mood sour, and picks up his phone. “The phone's turned off.” ‘Oh-ho, look at this bitch. After rubbing her thighs while staring at my cock photo, she's running off to meet her husband?’ Jae-geun hurriedly dials a number and presses the phone to his ear.
“Hello.”
“Hey, it's me.”
“Ah, yes.”
“When are you going to do it? Why haven't I heard anything?”
Doo-hwan is powerless against Jae-geun's increasingly rude tone. “Well, that is—”
“You. When did you last see that bitch Yuri?”
“Yesterday at the club too.”
“It looks like she's heading off to meet her husband right now, so make up your mind before she gets back. Got it?”
“Yes.”
Jae-geun hangs up. Doo-hwan finds it ridiculous how intimidated he feels by Jae-geun's confident voice. He tosses his phone onto the bed and roughly grabs the breasts of the woman riding on top of him. The woman bouncing on Doo-hwan's cock is Mei.
“Ah-heung, Doo-hwan-ssi, it hurts, a-ing, heu-eung, ha-ang.”
“You like it, kekeke.”
“Ha-ang, but what was that call? Why'd you answer like that? Your girlfriend? A-hang.”
“Girlfriend, my ass. Just some unlucky bastard.”
“Ha-ang, Doo-hwan-ssi, thrust it for me, huh?”
“Alright, heung-cha.”
Doo-hwan wraps his arms around Mei's slender waist and lays her down on the bed. Looking down, he sees her body writhing and radiating raw sex appeal. He strokes one of her long, slim legs from calf to thigh.
“Ah, Doo-hwan-ssi, hurry.”
Doo-hwan hooks the leg he was caressing over his shoulder and leans in. Mei's soaking-wet pussy spreads wide open. His impressive cock slides smoothly inside her without resistance.
“Ugh, ah—Mei-ssi, you've got a magnificent pussy.”
“Haa, Doo-hwan-ssi's cock is no joke either. It's so full... all the way to Mei's stomach.”
Doo-hwan licks her calf and begins moving his hips slowly.
“Ha-ang, a-ang, Doo-hwan-ssi, a-ang.”
“How's that? Good? You're way too into it, huh, Mei-ssi?”
“Yes, it's good, ha-ang. Doo-hwan-ssi's cock is so hard, ha-ang. I'm going crazy.”
Mei's body, impaled on his cock and twitching, looks incredibly lewd. Doo-hwan's thrusts grow rougher.
“Huk, huk, Mei-ssi, Mei-ya, huk, huk.”
He catches his breath and kneads her perfectly shaped breasts.
“Ha-ang, a-ang, it's thrusting so deep, ha-ang, Mei's pussy, a-ang.”
“Mei-ya, ah.”
“Ha-ang, harder, a-ang. Fuck me roughly, a-ang, ha-heuk.”
“Roughly? How?”
“Ha-ang, I don't know—just roughly, a-ang. Treat me rough, a-ang.”
Doo-hwan's pounding intensifies, his grip on her breasts tightening. “Mei-ya, you're really good at this fucking, aren't you?”
“Ha-ang, more, more, haa, a-ang.”
“What, you like this? You fucking bitch.”
Mei's ass bounces even more wildly beneath him.
“Ha-ang, a-ang, ha-eung, hit me, a-heung.”
“Hit you? Where?”
“Ha-ang, a-heung, my tits—Mei's tits, a-ang.”
“Fucking bitch. You're a total nympho, huh?”
Mei's reactions make Doo-hwan's language grow even cruder. [Smack, smack, smack.] His hands leave red prints on her breasts. Mei responds by bucking her hips against his touch. Doo-hwan feels a fresh surge of pleasure watching her swollen breasts flush red under his hands.
“Ah, fucking bitch—no joke. Ah, you damn bitch.”
“Ha-ang, torment Mei, a-ang. Doo-hwan-ssi, more, more.”
“Ah, Mei-ya, euk—feels like I'm gonna cum.”
“Ha-ang, no, don't cum, a-ang, ha-ang.”
“Ah, cumming, cumming.”
“Ha-ang, a-ang, in my mouth—cum in my mouth, a-ang. Doo-hwan-ssi's cum, a-ang.”
Unable to hold back any longer at her filthy words, Doo-hwan yanks his cock out of her pussy and shoves it into her mouth. “Ah, euk, euk.” Mei's tongue wraps around him with dazzling skill, sucking hard. He pulls out and strokes himself with his hand. “Euk, euk, Mei, you fucking bitch, euk.” A massive load of semen erupts across her face, splattering into her hair. As his movements finally slow, Mei grabs his cock and sucks it vigorously. “Euk, euk, Mei-ssi, euk.” His large body twitches at the intense suction. Only after she's drained every last drop does he finally relax. Doo-hwan flops down beside her.
“Huk, huk, Mei-ssi, huk—no joke, huk, huk.”
Mei, covered in his cum, breathes heavily, her pretty breasts heaving. She wipes the semen from her eyes and opens them.
“Doo-hwan-ssi, you must've been holding back a lot? Hoho.”
“Huk, huk—because Mei-ssi is, huk, too sexy.”
“Hoho, Mei-ssi? Earlier you were calling me a fucking bitch. What else did you say? A damn bitch, was it?”
Mei glances sideways at him. Doo-hwan wipes her face with a tissue and smiles.
“Mei-ssi, I didn't know you liked that kind of thing, kekeke.”
“Hmph. You did it because you liked it, and now you're blaming me?”
“That's true. But you liked it too, right? Asking me to cum in your mouth?”
“I said in my mouth, not on my face. What is this? Even in my hair.”
Mei wipes the semen from her hair.
“But, Mei-ssi.”
“Hmm?”
Doo-hwan lies back with his arm behind his head, idly rolling her nipples between his fingers.
“Mei-ssi, really no boyfriend?”
“There is one. And he's really amazing.”
“Really?”
“Yes. But he's a bit far away right now.”
“So you're using the guy who's close by?”
“You could say that, hoho.”
“Well, a hot woman like you wouldn't be without a man.”
“Why? Jealous?”
“Jealous, my ass.”
“But why is this getting hard again?”
Mei grabs his reviving cock firmly.
“It's always like this. I'm pretty healthy, kekeke.”
“Oh really? Then shall I torment you a little?”
Mei climbs on top, pressing her breasts against his chest.
“You really are an unstoppable nympho, aren't you?”
“You? I like the sound of that.”
She slips her finger into his mouth and stirs it around. Doo-hwan sucks it diligently. Mei pulls the saliva-slick finger behind her, coats her anus, then raises her hips, grabs his cock, and slowly pushes it inside her ass—