My Wife's Twenties (28): Becoming Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's Sex Slave
Every night he would stare at Chaehui and jerk off while I cleaned up his cum. Then, perhaps because my hesitant, submissive answers no longer entertained him, he started pulling up photos of Chaehui on the phone and holding them right in front of his eyes. As Sergeant Choi Cheolgu lay there, I would hold my wife's picture before his face while he stroked himself. "Next," he would grunt, and I would swipe to the following photo.
"Fuck... Oh... It's so goddamn plump... That pussy is really.... Hey, you fuck, have you licked her pussy before?"
"No, sir, I haven't."
"You pathetic bastard. You have to lick that pussy like your life depends on it. Though with that tiny dick of yours, I guess it slides right in anyway."
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu switched hands, still pumping his cock, and used the other to grab mine. When I flinched, he snapped, "You fucking bastard, can't you stay still?"
"........."
Once I stopped moving, he slid his hand inside my tracksuit and began fondling my dick. I had no choice but to lie there with my cock in his grip.
"Hey, did your dick just slip straight into Yun Chaehui's pussy?"
"Yes, sir, it did."
"What do you think about my cock?"
"It's so big... I don't think it would go in easily, sir."
"Right? So you'd better lick Yun Chaehui's pussy really well, huh?"
"...........Yes... that's correct, sir..."
"Ha... you fucking idiot. Just talking about licking your girlfriend's cunt is making your dick hard again."
It was true. The shame was overwhelming, yet whenever Sergeant Choi Cheolgu and I spoke about my wife, my cock stiffened. It wasn't only because he was touching me. Even when I tried not to, images flooded my mind—my naked wife, Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's massive cock covering her. Then my dick would throb whether I wanted it to or not.
"Hey, fuck, give it here." He snatched the phone from my hand. Then he ordered, "Hey. You grab my cock and jerk me off."
"............!"
"You fucking idiot, hurry up!"
"Yes, sir. Understood."
I reached out and wrapped my fingers around Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's cock. It was nothing like when he held mine. His was impossibly thick and long, veins bulging along the shaft like ropes. When I gave it a tentative stroke, those veins pulsed under my palm.
"Oh... Fuck, this feels way better. Stroke it properly."
"Yes, sir. Understood."
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu kept scrolling through the photos of my wife on my phone. I continued pumping his cock. Touching and stroking another man's penis felt utterly bizarre... yet the moment I imagined this thick shaft pushing into my girlfriend Yun Chaehui's pussy, my heart hammered in my chest.
"Yun Chaehui, you fucking slut... just wait... Oh... it slides so nicely."
He seemed to be picturing Chaehui sucking him. The photo he lingered on showed my wife eating ice cream.
"Hey, does Yun Chaehui give good head?"
"Ha... she's never... done it, sir."
"Really? You dumb fuck. That face was made for sucking cock. Hey, to get a taste of what it feels like when Yun Chaehui sucks my dick, you do it."
"...............!"
When I hesitated, Sergeant Choi Cheolgu lifted his head slightly. "If you don't suck it, next week when I go on leave I'll make your girlfriend suck my cock instead. Want that?"
"...............!"
Shock and shameful excitement twisted inside me. I couldn't speak.
"Suck it."
"Yes... understood, sir...."
I lowered my head until my lips hovered near Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's cock. I opened my mouth, but courage failed me. Instead I extended my tongue and licked slowly along the shaft and swollen glans.
"Ha... fuck... licking like a little dog. Fine, since it's Yun Chaehui's first blowjob, I'll go easy on you."
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu acted as though my wife were truly sucking him, groaning at every stroke of my tongue.
"Don't stop moving your hand."
"Yes, sir. Understood."
I kept stroking his thick cock while my tongue lapped at the shaft and head. His precum flowed steadily; I licked it up as I pumped him.
"Ah fuck, Yun Chaehui tastes so fucking good. Suck harder, you bitch."
Gathering what courage I had, I opened wide and took Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's cock into my mouth. As I continued stroking, he growled, "Now it feels like Yun Chaehui," and pressed my head down. His cum began to spurt.
"Ugh... ugh..."
I tried to pull back, but he snarled, "Hey, fucker, swallow every drop. If you don't, next week on leave I'll feed it to your girlfriend instead."
I swallowed. A man's cum... bitter, thick. In that moment my mind betrayed me and I pictured it—my wife Yun Chaehui with this huge cock in her mouth, throat working as she drank his load. I took the full, heavy spurt across my tongue.
When his hand finally left my head, I scrambled up and spat everything into a tissue. After discarding it, I returned to his bed.
"Clean the rest."
More cum still oozed from his cock in slow drops. Until yesterday I had wiped it with tissue. From today, cleanup meant sucking him clean.
"Slurp......"
I took him back into my mouth and sucked until he was spotless.
"Haa... Yun Chaehui sucks so well. You did great today. Go sleep."
"Yes, sir. Understood."
As I returned to my own bed, two corporals snickered in the dark. I was not the first to become Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's sex toy.
It was the weekend. Phone use was allowed from the afternoon onward.
"Hey, bring your phone."
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu seemed to have invented a new game. He began messaging my wife on KakaoTalk. I lay beside him on his bed, watching as he typed.
"Ooh, fuck, this bitch is adorable." While I stroked his cock, the words "I'll scold him for you" sent a shameful thrill through me.
He continued typing. I lay against him, licking his nipple as ordered while slowly pumping his shaft. His precum coated my fingers.
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu showed me the screen while I licked his nipple. My heart pounded. So it was really happening—next week Sergeant Choi Cheolgu would meet Chaehui. What would happen?
He looked down at me. "Hey."
"Private Choi Gyeongsu."
"If I go out next week and fuck your girlfriend, is that okay?"
".........."
"You fucking idiot, answer me properly."
"......."
"Can I fuck Yun Chaehui?"
"Yes... that's correct, sir...."
His terrifying tone forced the answer out of me.
"You cute little shit. Chaehui, from now on lick my nipples hard while you jerk me off properly. Oppa needs to cum."
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu closed his eyes. I became Yun Chaehui in his fantasy, licking his nipple frantically while stroking him faster. That day he came quickly.
"Hey, I'm cumming. Mouth on it."
"Hngh.... slurp.... suck....."
I moved my tongue from his nipple, took his cock into my mouth, and pumped him until thick ropes of cum flooded my throat. I held it, then spat it into a tissue.
For some reason he opened the chat again and made me lick his spent cock. "This time don't suck, just lick. Clean the head so no cum drips, and lick the balls too."
"Yes, sir. Understood."
I knelt and began licking his cock clean, then lowered my head further to lap at his balls. Would Chaehui really be licking Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's cock and balls like this next week...? My heart raced. My own cock hardened. Fortunately he didn't notice.
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's cock sprang back to full hardness. He grabbed my head and forced me to suck him again. As I sucked his cock, the thought that he would soon be fucking my wife made my heart thunder. My own cock was just as hard as his.