Secret Seduction A
Kim Su-heon tried to push Stefania away as she clung to him, kissing him aggressively. He had no intention of getting involved with a woman he barely knew, not with his wife and Yoo-mi right there. With his mind already tangled in doubts about his wife, James's pursuit of Yoo-mi, and everything else, Stefania's advances held little appeal. Yet her bold hand kneaded his cock inside his pants, her tongue swirled wildly inside his mouth, and those enormous, perfectly shaped breasts filled his vision. His reason unraveled bit by bit until, finally, his cock was sucked into her mouth with tremendous force. Su-heon became nothing but a rutting male. And now, right in front of that voluptuous blonde's swaying ass, his throbbing cock drooled with hunger.
The three of them on the terrace enjoyed the moonlight while chatting about this and that. Unlike Yoo-mi's worried gaze, Yuri looked simply delighted. "Did I drink too much? Hohoho, excuse me for a moment." Yuri hurried off the terrace and headed for the restroom.
"She's adorable," James said, raising his wine glass and leaning against the terrace railing as he watched Yuri disappear into the room.
"Yes, she's pretty, isn't she? Hohoho." Yoo-mi chimed in, downing the wine left on the terrace railing.
"Are you worried, Yoo-mi-ssi?"
"Huh? About what?" Yoo-mi met James's eyes and quickly looked away, flustered.
"He's probably with Stefania right about now… Su-heon-ssi."
"……"
"Jealous?"
"A little."
"You're quite bold, Yoo-mi-ssi. All of you."
"Pardon?"
James turned to face her. "Su-heon-ssi is Yuri-ssi's husband. And you love that husband."
"……"
"Yet the three of you came to the party together."
"……"
Yoo-mi felt as if her breath had stopped.
"You thought I wouldn't know about this little arrangement, didn't you, Yoo-mi-ssi?" James smiled leisurely. "It doesn't look like you were just using Su-heon-ssi to reject my proposal. The way you look at him is clearly love. Does Yuri-ssi know?"
"……"
"She doesn't, does she? Hahaha, how intriguing."
"……"
Yoo-mi stood frozen, head bowed. "Loving a married man and pushing me away… My pride is a little wounded."
"James-ssi, that's not—"
James's arm slid around her waist. Startled by the sudden move, Yoo-mi found herself pulled into his embrace.
"You're all quite daring, you and Su-heon-ssi."
"That's not it—"
"I'm starting to feel sorry for Yuri-ssi."
"……"
James's lips met hers. He slowly rubbed against her tightly closed mouth. His lips trailed along her cheek to nibble her earlobe. His low whisper followed. "And you had such intense sex, didn't you, Yoo-mi-ssi?"
Yoo-mi froze.
"Su-heon-ssi showed it to me on purpose, apparently."
James's tongue licked broadly over her ear. "Your expression in doggy style was beautiful. Extremely erotic, he said."
Fragments of memory surfaced in Yoo-mi's mind. What do I do? He saw. He saw everything. What do I do?
James's persistent tongue and lips traveled down from her ear along her neck. Her head, which had been staring into empty space, slowly tilted back. His skilled hands roamed her body. Whether it was the wine she'd drunk or jealousy over Su-heon disappearing with Stefania, her body grew softer and softer. The charming man caressed her. Yoo-mi clung to a single blade of grass at the edge of a cliff, and James pushed her over with one sentence.
"Right about now, Stefania is probably making the same face as you, Yoo-mi-ssi. That erotic expression."
At his whisper, Yoo-mi swayed. Her mind filled with images of Stefania's erotic face and Su-heon pounding into her. Her legs gave out. James caught her as she staggered, lifting her up. His left hand stroked her plump thigh and slipped beneath her fluttering dress. Her upper body arched further back. While licking her neck, he kneaded her thick thigh, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight.
Shit, I'm dying to fuck her right now.
Yuri wandered the hallway, dizzy from the wine she'd drunk after so long. On top of that, the sudden urge to pee hit her hard. The small restroom inside the hall was packed. Staggering from the alcohol, she grabbed the railing and squeezed her thighs together. What do I do? What do I do? I think it's coming out.
Just then, a man approached the flustered Yuri. "May I help you?"
"Ah, yes, the restroom…"
Yuri turned toward the savior's voice. The manager, his name tag clearly reading "Manager," stood upright and pointed in one direction. "It's this way."
The restroom was right beside her. "Ah, thank you."
"Then this way, please."
Ignoring her waving hands, the manager escorted her, even opening the door. Yuri stepped inside with the most composed gesture she could manage, giving him a grateful look. Conscious of him, she slowly entered the ladies' room. The moment the door closed behind her, she dashed into an empty stall. Phew.
Sitting on the toilet, she finally caught her breath. Just as the long-held stream burst forth, a woman's broken moans came from the next stall. "Haang, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, harder, harder, heung, aang."
The sound of flesh slapping violently. There were people in the next stall. Having sex. Shocked, Yuri covered her mouth with one hand, but her urine poured out forcefully anyway. What do I do? They'll hear. What do I do? The endless, satisfying stream continued. [Swoosh~~] Despite her will, the gush went on, and the woman next door kept screaming. "Fuck me, hurt me, harder, harder, aang."
As the stream finally slowed, Yuri sighed in relief. The woman's sharp moans grew clearer. "Oh my god, oh my god, haang, aang, fuck me, fuck me, haang, aang."
Yuri could vividly feel the woman's movements through the right wall. Her heart pounded like thunder. Unable to move, she focused on the sounds. The slapping grew more violent, the man's rough breathing and the woman's broken moans filling the air. "Huk."
Yuri pulled out tissues to wipe herself and suddenly clamped a hand over her mouth. A thrilling sensation raced up her spine. The hand that had been wiping grew bolder, rolling over her clit. "Eung, heung, euhk, aheung."
The woman's cries from next door sharpened, as if nearing climax. "Haang, fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me harder, haang, aang."
Listening to the moans of a woman being pounded by her husband's cock, the wife rubbed her own clit. As if to make sure she heard, the husband's thrusts grew even more ferocious. Yuri's fingers parted her folds and slid deep inside, moving slowly. Her other hand rose to squeeze her own breast. The married woman's body burned hotter. If this continued, she felt she might scream. Yuri barely managed to pull her hand away and gasped for breath. She placed a hand on her chest, trying to calm herself.
After wiping herself, she slipped out quietly, as if fleeing. The next stall radiated heat. Through the gap, Yuri glimpsed the man's dress shoes and the woman's high heels. Both pointed the same direction. She pictured the man pounding the woman from behind. A sharp thrill shot through her body. She trembled, then quietly left the restroom. Only then did she exhale. Phew. Foreigners really are different, huh. Phew.
Yuri walked back toward the hall with hurried steps, unlike when she'd arrived. "Fuck me, harder, harder, harder, aang, fuck me, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, aang, heung."
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, ugh, ugh, Stefania, in your ass, ugh, ugh."
"Give me your cum, give me your fucking cum, cum in my ass, cum in my ass, oh my god, oh my god, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, yes yes yes, ah, ah, aaaah!"
Grabbing Stefania's explosive hips, Su-heon thrust violently into her ass until his own hips locked. Hot cum erupted deep inside her rectum. Thick ropes of semen slammed against her anal walls. Stefania's body convulsed as his scorching load flooded her ass. Her sweat-slicked, voluptuous form glistened. She howled like an animal. From her spasming pussy, a massive gush of girl-cum poured onto the floor. [Sploosh~~] Her thighs and ass trembled violently as she squirted, while Su-heon's tremendous orgasm continued to pump into her.