Wife's 20s (33): Moaning Beneath the Massive Cock
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu sat with his legs spread wide, and my wife buried her head deep between his thighs. She licked his balls with her tongue, then took them into her mouth, rolling them around and sucking gently. No one had ever taught her how, but it came to her like instinct. She believed she had to do this to please the man—that only then would her boyfriend be safe.
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu stroked my wife’s hair with one hand while the other roughly kneaded her breasts.
“Mmmph… hngh… mmmph… slurp… uhh… haaang…”
My wife’s moans kept spilling out. After sucking his balls she lifted her head again to devour his thick cock. Her head began to bob with greater force. One hand stroked his shaft while her mouth worked him over; even to a man as experienced with women as Sergeant Choi Cheolgu, her technique was impressive. Add to that her soft, massive breasts, her seductive face, and her flawless body…
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu opened another bottle of soju and poured himself half a glass. Then he seized my wife by the hair and yanked her head up. Her face was flushed scarlet. Her lips glistened with a mixture of her own saliva and the fluid leaking from his cock.
“Open your mouth.”
Already aroused, my wife obeyed at once and parted her lips. Sergeant Choi Cheolgu poured the soju straight into her mouth. She grimaced as she swallowed it down.
“Ugh… hic! …mmph!”
Frowning at the bitter taste, Sergeant Choi Cheolgu crushed his mouth to hers and sucked hard. At first my wife jerked her head back, but she knew she must not resist. She accepted his kiss with her head held high. Their lips were pressed together at first, but the alcohol was spreading through her, and she had already been gasping for breath while sucking his cock. When my wife finally opened her mouth, his thick tongue plunged inside and ravaged her.
“Haah… mmmph… haa… slurp…”
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu’s kiss was less like a lover’s and more like a starving man devouring a meal. He sucked wildly at her lips and tongue, licking everywhere. His saliva flowed into her mouth while hers trickled from the corners of her lips. To keep it from spilling, my wife would close her mouth from time to time and even suck on his tongue in return.
“Your lips taste fucking amazing too. You kiss that Gyeongsu bastard a lot?”
“Mmmph… hngh…”
When she gave no answer he grabbed the back of her head and yanked.
“Kyaa! Mmmph…”
With her head twisted at a ninety-degree angle, he bore down from above and kissed her even harder.
“Not answering me? You kiss that Gyeongsu bastard a lot?”
“Mmmph… yes… hngh…”
“Does that bastard kiss well? Looks like a fucking pretty boy—bet he’s shit at it.”
“Mmmph… hngh…”
Back then my wife still didn’t know how to please a man. So she simply told the truth.
“He… isn’t very good at it… mmmph…”
“That right? Slurp… what a pathetic fucker. Today I’ll make you lose your mind.”
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu wrapped his arms around my wife’s waist and lifted her onto the bed, then climbed up himself. He laid her down and covered her body with his own. My wife panted, eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth opened on its own, and his tongue—every bit as thick as his cock—slid inside.
“Mmmph… hngh… ahang…”
His hand finally moved to the buttons of her blouse. For a brief moment my wife’s hand covered his—an instinctive flicker of resistance—before she went limp. To him it probably felt as if she had willingly placed her hand over his while he undressed her.
One by one the buttons came undone. Sergeant Choi Cheolgu sat up and straddled her hips so he could admire her voluptuous breasts. With a sudden jerk he spread the blouse wide. The white bra covering her F-cup breasts appeared. My wife turned her head away, face burning crimson.
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu leaned over her again, reached behind her back, and unhooked the bra. When he lifted the loosened cups, her breasts spilled free—so full, so soft. They were so large and beautiful that one hand could not contain them; they filled his entire field of vision.
He took one of those luscious breasts into his mouth at once.
“Ahk!”
My wife, who already knew the pleasure of having her breasts sucked, moaned helplessly as another man claimed them.
The sergeant was almost out of his mind with lust. While sucking hard on her breast he reached down, unbuckled her belt, and yanked her jeans down. The tight denim resisted, but he forced them halfway off and shoved her legs aside. Her jeans ended up tangled around both ankles. Her white panties were now shamefully exposed to his gaze.
“Fuck, those hips are insanely sexy. Huh? Bet men drop dead just looking at you.”
“Ahang!”
“Goddamn… should I go pull that Gyeongsu bastard’s panties off too?”
When Sergeant Choi Cheolgu grabbed her panties my wife tried desperately to stop him, but the moment she heard my name again all strength left her body. He dragged the panties down. They caught briefly on her wide hips before sliding all the way off. Looking at her now-limp lower half, he removed the panties completely along with the jeans still caught at her ankles. Then he returned to her upper body, stripped off the blouse, and pulled the bra over her head.
My wife lay completely naked, her body a breathtaking sight. Enormous breasts, a tiny waist, hips that flared like a cola bottle, and thick, juicy thighs… A modest patch of pubic hair nestled shyly at her center. She lay with both hands at her sides in a posture of surrender, head turned to one side, breathing hard.
There was only one thing left for the naked man and woman to do on that bed.
Sergeant Choi Cheolgu lowered himself over my wife’s body. He spread her legs, slipped his arms behind her knees, and folded her in half. It was the first time she had ever been put in that position. With her legs splayed open like a frog and pulled all the way up to her waist, she received his massive cock.
“Fuck. Yun Chaehui. I’m finally inside you. I jerked off every single day staring at your pictures on that bastard Gyeongsu’s phone.”
“………………”
His thick cock drove straight in.
“Ack!”
My wife had never taken anything so big. She screamed. It hurt. But Sergeant Choi Cheolgu was nothing like the university TA or Jinsu. He was a brutal man with no consideration for women. He simply fucked her without mercy.
“Aaaah! Ack! It hurts! Aaaaaah!”
“The fuck does it hurt for… My cock is huge, sure. Haa… after only ever taking that pathetic little dick of Gyeongsu’s, a real cock must feel good, huh, you slut?”
“It hurts… aaah! Ack! It huuurts… ah…”
My wife was in genuine pain, but as the sergeant continued slamming into her without pause her cries slowly began to change. Her pussy stretched and adapted to his girth. She had already been somewhat aroused from sucking him and having her breasts devoured; now that the massive cock was pounding her, her juices began to flood out.
“Ha… uh… ang… ahh… ahh…”
“Ahhu… fuck… this pussy is insanely good… never felt anything like it…”
“Aaaa… haang… uuuuhhh… aaang…”
Her moans grew steadily lewder and more obscene.
“Feels good now, doesn’t it? You like it? A big cock feels good, right?”
It really did. Each powerful thrust of that enormous cock made her body tense tighter and sent her mind spinning into dizziness.
“Aaaah! Ah! Ahang!”
Then a cry tore from her throat.
“Aaang! Aaaah! I don’t know! Oh my god! It feels so strange! Kyaaah! Aaaah! Oh no, what do I do!”
It was the first time my wife had ever felt anything like this. She had no idea being fucked so hard could feel this incredible. Jinsu had plenty of experience with women, but he was nothing like Sergeant Choi Cheolgu. The brutal strength in those hips—honed by years of living like a thug—was on another level. His power was different. The thickness and length of his cock were different. Every upward thrust stabbed all the way to the deepest part of her.
My wife’s mind grew hazy. She began to feel as if she might faint. She no longer knew what she was saying.
“Haaaaaaa! Ahhu… what do I do! Ohhh! Kyaaa! Kyaa! Ahng!”
“Good, right? Feels good? Huh? Ahhu… so fucking delicious…”
“Kyaaaa! Kya! It feels good! What do I do! Kyaaah! I don’t know… what to do!”
Unable to hold back any longer, my wife threw her arms around Sergeant Choi Cheolgu’s neck. Her head, which had been turned away, now thrashed from side to side. Then she pulled him close and, without realizing it, sought his lips.
“Haaaaang! Kyaa! So good! I don’t know! It feels too good! Haap! Mmmph! Kyaa!”
The sergeant was ecstatic at the way the sexy college girl beneath him was now clinging to him, actively seeking his mouth and tongue.
“Fuck, you finally know what a real cock tastes like. From now on you won’t be able to fuck that tiny prick of Gyeongsu’s. What are you going to do about it, huh?”
“Aaaaah! Kyaaaaah! It feels too good! I don’t know… what to do! Oh my god! Oh my god!”
My wife was climbing toward orgasm. The sergeant could feel it—her pussy was beginning to tighten around him.
“Oh… fuck, what a perfect cunt.”
“Aaaang!”
She shook her head violently from side to side, unable to endure the pleasure. Her arms tightened around him even more. The hands gripping the backs of her knees also clenched with force.
“I… I… I feel so strange… Aaaang! Kyaaaaaaaa!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Kyaaaaaaaa! Ahk!… Ugh!… Uhhk…!”
My wife’s eyes rolled back as she came.