The Thirty-Seventh Husband
Looking up at me, Su-jeong's eyes were clear and beautiful.
"You look really pretty right now."
"If you don't shut the fuck up, I'll chew your dick off."
Her tongue slowly dragged along the underside of my cock. From the base all the way to the tip—slowly.
Is this being broadcast right now too?
I was dying of curiosity. While Su-jeong was sucking my cock, I picked up the remote and turned on the TV.
Jeong Su-jeong glanced at me for a moment, then took me back into her mouth.
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What the hell is this number...
Sixty thousand people are watching my dick right now?
My wife has forty-two thousand subscribers?
The chat was exploding so fast the letters were unreadable. Jeong Su-jeong's flushed cheeks filled the entire screen as she stuck out her tongue and dragged it along my cock.
This is... I couldn't even find the words for it.
"Su-jeong. Can you see the comments?"
Jeong Su-jeong pulled my cock out of her mouth and spat out a short reply.
"Mind your own business, you idiot."
As if mocking the uproar on the screen, Jeong Su-jeong grabbed my cock again. The moment her lips sealed around the head and sucked, my mind went completely white.
This was a whole different dimension from jerking off. Warm, wet, and alive.
Without thinking, my hand went to the top of her head. I rested it there for a second—then immediately pulled it away. Touch her wrong and she'd probably chew my dick off.
"Hah..."
A moan slipped out. I tried to hold it back and failed. Su-jeong didn't even look up—she just kept moving her head.
"Fuck... my jaw hurts. It's so goddamn big. You fucking bastard."
She pulled it out, muttered that under her breath, caught her breath once... and put it right back in.
A sensation so intense it felt like I was losing my mind shot all the way down to my toes.
"Can I come in your mouth?"
Jeong Su-jeong spat my cock out.
"You idiot, if I swallow, do I get pregnant?"
Hah... Am I a porn actor now? Being forced to perform for an audience felt strangely surreal.
I was about to explode. I pulled my cock out of Su-jeong's mouth and pressed it against my pretty wife's pussy.
It was already open. The entrance was slick, sticky, and hot.
But... wait?
I was completely, utterly lost. I had it pressed against her, but I had no idea which way to push it in.
Unnie, where is the hole.
Even if I asked, she didn't seem like the type to kindly show me. Damn it. They should've taught this in the childbirth curriculum.
I roughly aimed for something that looked about right and pushed a little—
Slick. It slipped right off.
In that moment, Jeong Su-jeong lifted her head.
"You fucking idiot. What the hell are you doing?"
Her eyes, her tone—both completely flat.
My face was burning. Slightly down?
I adjusted my position. This time—this was it. Carefully, very slowly, I pushed into her pussy.
It was my first time. A tight, perfect fit. Flesh embracing flesh.
"Nngh—"
Jeong Su-jeong's brow furrowed slightly. She bit down hard on her lip.
"Fuck, it's big..."
She closed her eyes and slowly exhaled. I stopped. I watched her face for a cue.
A moment later, Su-jeong spoke first.
"Do it."
I slowly pushed my hips forward. Sliding in, the inside grew tighter and tighter.
"Ah..."
A sound came out. I couldn't help it. It felt so fucking good. A tingle ran all the way up to the roots of my hair.
Su-jeong was frowning, looking straight into my eyes.
Her tits are her weak spot, right?
Holding her, I sucked her nipple into my mouth.
"Ah... you fucking bastard... why there..."
Suddenly, wetness burst from Su-jeong's pussy. And then her insides began to writhe without rest. The wet flesh coiled around my cock, squeezing, releasing. Alive and writhing.
The deeper I went, the more it felt like my nerves were going numb one by one. I became so sensitive I couldn't hold on.
When my cock was all the way in—Su-jeong slowly closed her eyes. She froze exactly like that.
I couldn't move. Just being inside her was an entirely new sensation.
Once, I slowly pulled my hips back. Her pussy flesh followed. Wrapped around my cock, it came with me.
Twice. Three times. Every little push made it tighter. It didn't feel like I was moving—it felt like I was being sucked in.
Su-jeong still said nothing. But her pussy was talking. The wet sounds, the gripping sensation, the tension in her thigh muscles. When her pussy relaxed, precum poured out like it was about to erupt; when it clenched again, it stopped. Millimeter by millimeter, it was pulling the cum out of my cock.
Su-jeong's brow furrowed. Her lips parted slightly and a low moan slipped free.
"Haa..."
The first time I'd ever heard that sound. Cum I could no longer hold back was dragged all the way to the tip of my cock.
"I... I'm gonna come inside."
"Obviously. You idiot."
I thrust a few more times. Stopped deep inside. I couldn't breathe. And then I came—all the way into the deepest part of her.
My legs buckled. Cold sweat ran down my spine. It was so intense I couldn't even make a sound. Until my cock had completely finished dying, Su-jeong slowly clenched and released her pussy over and over. Every last drop of remaining semen flowed into her.
"Haa..."
I gasped for the breath I'd forgotten.
"That was fine. Really."
The first compliment I'd ever received as a husband. I felt like I'd become a genuinely decent person.
She headed for the shower, still breathing hard in short little pants. I stayed on my knees, wrapping my hand around my cock. The heat still hadn't faded. My body was trembling.
This—this was the first experience of my life. So fucking electric. I was going to do this every single day.
The sound of water falling from the showerhead was like music. The comment section was still pouring in.
There was only one bed. Fresh from the shower, Jeong Su-jeong wordlessly pulled the blanket over herself and lay down. I carefully, very slowly, settled my body down beside her.
The lights were off. Only a small mood light glowed on the ceiling. I lay facing her, but Su-jeong had her back turned and said nothing.
Was she asleep? After a brief hesitation, I opened my mouth.
"Su-jeong."
No answer.
"How many... husbands have I been for you?"
In the quiet dark, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Thirty-seven."
"Huh?"
"You. You're the thirty-seventh."
My breath caught a little.
"That many...?"
"This system started three years ago, and I've never been pregnant. It changes every month, so yeah. About that many."
I couldn't say anything. There was nothing to say. Thirty-seven men. All of them must have lain next to this woman. In this same darkness.
"You're my first wife, though."
"So you're jealous?"
Jeong Su-jeong turned her head slightly.
"What was your first husband like?"
A brief silence passed.
"A fucking perverted bastard."
"That bad?"
"That asshole gave me a zero rating. That was the end of it. Once your score tanks, it doesn't bounce back easy. After that I just kept getting assigned to weirdos..."
"...Maybe it's because you're too scary?"
This time Jeong Su-jeong turned her head all the way around. Her eyes were still that emotionless black light. Those eyes pierced straight through me.
"I'm scary? Aren't I more the lovable type?"
"Kgh. You're fucking terrifying."
"Say 'scary' one more time..."
Su-jeong's mouth came close to my ear. She whispered.
"I'll rip your balls off."
Her tone wasn't a joke, and it wasn't anger either. It was just the tone of someone who was going to rip your balls off.
I reflexively scrambled backward and yanked the blanket up to my chin.