My Wife in Her Twenties (58): Pants Stripped by Choi Donggu
Choi Donggu's one hand stroked the back of Yun Chaehui's head, slowly sliding down toward her back, while his other hand kneaded her voluptuous F-cup breasts. Chaehui's waist bucked once, hard.
'Look at this bitch?'
As Donggu's hands worked her breasts with even more rhythmic intensity, Chaehui's waist began rocking back and forth uncontrollably. Even as she was being kissed against her will with her eyes tightly shut, her tongue gradually began to tangle with his in the air between them.
Sensing her reaction, Donggu grinned and used both hands to thoroughly maul her breasts. In response, Chaehui brought both of her own hands up to stop him. But it wasn't real resistance—it was simply an instinctive reaction to the overwhelming sensation of having her breasts groped so roughly.
"Mmmph... N-no... Donggu... ya... mmmph... stop...."
What kind of man would stop after only touching the breasts of his sexy old friend—now a college student—over her clothes?
Donggu's hands slipped under the hem of Chaehui's t-shirt, caressing her soft, supple waist and belly. Chaehui quickly reached down to grab both of his wrists, but she couldn't match his strength.
"Mmmph... Fuck, it's so soft... I touched it back then too, remember? Just stay still."
"D-don't... mmmph... Donggu... ya... haa... mmmph..."
Donggu already knew that the beautiful Chaehui, whom he'd nearly fucked once before, had long since lost her virginity and become a woman who understood the pleasures of sex. He could tell just by touching her. With all the married women he'd taken by force—spreading their legs and making their hips writhe—he knew from experience. Chaehui had become a bitch who loved getting fucked...
His hand crept upward like a snake until it reached her bra. At that exact moment, Chaehui's waist jerked forward and back again, even more violently. Donggu smirked, then casually reached behind her with one hand and unhooked her bra with practiced ease.
When Chaehui twisted her body in resistance, he simply grabbed both of her wrists, pinned them behind her toward her ass with one powerful hand, and finished removing the bra with the other. Her F-cup breasts spilled out, bouncing heavily.
With her hands bound and unable to resist, Chaehui could only tremble as Donggu pulled his lips from hers and began fondling one of her bare breasts with his free hand.
"Don't... Donggu, please... Haa..."
In a hop house where other customers could walk by at any moment, the college-aged Chaehui stood with her breasts exposed, being groped. She couldn't even make proper sounds anymore; all she could do was keep rocking her hips back and forth.
The same technique Donggu had used when he first touched her breasts was now being unleashed on her in full force. His skill at seducing women—honed on countless others—was being applied to Chaehui with devastating effect.
"Ah... huu... Donggu... yaheuk...!"
Donggu had all the time in the world. How many married women had he sent to heaven with these very skills? A girl like Chaehui, who still didn't fully understand what a real man could do...
"Your tits are fucking soft. They taste even better than before."
"Haaang..."
Chaehui's mouth fell open as Donggu suddenly took her breast into his mouth and bit down gently. A sharp jolt of electricity shot from her nipple through her entire body. But this was a hop house—she couldn't moan out loud.
"Mmmph... slurp... I'm the one who sucked these tits first, right?"
"U-uh... yeah..."
"Does your boyfriend suck them for you now?"
"Yes....."
Suddenly thinking of me, Chaehui was overcome with guilt. But Donggu's tongue swirled around her nipple, scattering her thoughts into chaos.
"Ahuhng... I don't know anymore..."
It was the first time Chaehui had let out a proper moan of pleasure. She'd had her breasts sucked by Jo Jinsu, Sergeant Choi Cheolgu, the university TA, and even me—but Donggu was different. His movements were rough, yet his tongue was impossibly soft and skillful.
"You fucking love this. Looks like you've been getting railed by a lot of guys, huh?"
"............Haa... Donggu... don't say that...."
"Tell me, you slut. How many cocks have you taken? Does your boyfriend know you've been spreading your legs for other men?"
It was just crude talk from Donggu, but it was also the truth. Hearing him mention me made Chaehui's face darken with shame. She had always felt guilty toward me. Even now. She'd told me she was going to a reunion, but she never imagined she'd end up like this—breasts exposed and being sucked by an old friend from her past.
With the TA, with Jinsu, and with Sergeant Choi Cheolgu... every time men forced themselves on her, Chaehui's first thought was always of me, and the guilt that followed.
But... even though I knew how sorry she felt... the truth was, I was becoming more and more aroused by the sight of my wife being used by other men.
With the same technique that had broken so many married women, Donggu slowly dismantled Chaehui's mind. He sat her down on a chair and began sucking on her breasts just like he had years ago. But his technique was on another level now, and Chaehui was no longer an innocent girl—she knew exactly how good it felt to have her nipples sucked.
This delinquent who could throw a mean punch and swing his cock even better had turned both of Chaehui's breasts into a glistening mess of saliva. Her waist began grinding like a millstone. Her mouth hung open, unable to close.
"Ah... huum..."
Donggu pulled his mouth from her breast and looked at Chaehui's completely dazed face. A wicked grin spread across his lips.
'She's ready now.'
He released her hands and used both of his own to gently massage her breasts again. Then he kissed her once more.
"Mmph...!"
But this time, Chaehui didn't resist like before. Instead, she timidly extended her own tongue to wrap around his. Sensing her growing eagerness, Donggu kissed her more aggressively, his hands mercilessly tormenting her breasts.
Under Donggu's masterful breast play, Chaehui's hips kept rolling... until finally... she wrapped both arms around his back!
Even Chaehui was shocked by her own actions. But she had no chance to pull her hands away. The moment her palms touched his back, Donggu pulled her into a rough embrace with one arm while his other hand squeezed her breast hard. His tongue plunged deep into her mouth, stirring everything inside.
In the now-empty hop house, only the wet sounds of their sloppy kissing and Chaehui's occasional heated moans could be heard.
"Hey, let's go."
".................?"
Chaehui looked up at him with a questioning expression, but it was obvious where this was headed. Her heart pounded violently.
Again... with another man...
She opened her mouth. 'No, Donggu. I have a boyfriend.'
But before she could speak, Donggu cut her off.
"I came here today just to see you. Back in the day, we used to suck on each other like this every day, remember? You have a boyfriend? Well, I don't have a fucking girlfriend either. After sucking on my old girlfriend's fat tits again, I can't hold back anymore."
It was an incredibly vulgar way of speaking—far too filthy for a prestigious university student like Chaehui to process. Yet she simply stood there, staring up at Donggu as he looked down at her.
"Let's go. Fuck, don't you feel sorry for me? I came all the way up from the countryside for this reunion just to see you, you know?"
Chaehui... was kind to the point of foolishness... Hearing those words, she felt a sudden pang of pity for him...
Donggu's arm wrapped around her shoulders. Chaehui walked almost as if she were being held in the embrace of the much larger man. She had no idea where they were going. Since this was his first time in the area, Donggu looked around while keeping her tucked against him.
Then—
"There it is."
At Donggu's words, Chaehui lifted her head. Sure enough... it was a shabby motel.
Before Chaehui could even think, Donggu pulled her along toward the entrance. He showed no hesitation whatsoever. He'd had his share of arguments with married women right outside motels before. But once he got them on the bed, spread their legs, and started fucking them properly, they all ended up making the same orgasmic faces.
To him, Yun Chaehui was easy prey.
Just as Donggu wanted, Chaehui entered the motel room trembling like a helpless doe.
"Hey, Yun Chaehui."
Chaehui looked up at him.
"I've been dying to eat you up."
"............!"
What a crude thing to say...
"Hey... that's... mmmph!"
Donggu's thick tongue pushed back into her mouth again. His tongue was incredibly skilled at stirring her up. Chaehui, as if resigned, accepted it once more.
Now Donggu began his full conquest.
His hands grabbed her plump ass over her skinny jeans. Chaehui's mouth fell open in shock. After kneading her ass for a while while kissing her, his hand moved to the front and began undoing her belt buckle.
Chaehui cried out "No!" and tried to block him with both hands... but it was useless.
"Stay still, damn it."
When he growled those words against her lips in a low voice, Chaehui flinched in fear and dropped her hands, standing at rigid attention. Donggu unzipped her pants and yanked both her jeans and panties down to her hips.
Chaehui's body twitched and trembled, but she couldn't bring herself to resist. Meanwhile, Donggu continued to flood her mouth with his saliva, then quickly stripped off his own pants and underwear, kicking them down to his ankles.
With his lower body now exposed, Chaehui still had her eyes closed from the kiss and hadn't seen it yet... but his cock... was even bigger than Sergeant Choi Cheolgu's...
It was the largest and thickest cock Chaehui had ever seen...
Donggu let his massive erection swing freely as he knelt in front of her, then pulled her pants and panties the rest of the way down to her ankles.
Only then did Chaehui snap back to her senses. "Hey! No! Donggu, stop!" she cried, trying to push him away with her hands. But her pants and panties were already around her ankles.
The moment she tried to sit down, Donggu grabbed her ass with both hands and pressed his mouth directly against her pussy.
"Aang!!"
He kissed her pubic hair greedily, then extended his tongue to flick teasingly against her clit.
"Ahuk!"
The moment his hot tongue touched her bare flesh, Chaehui instinctively grabbed his head with both hands. If she didn't, she felt like her waist would give out and she'd collapse.
"Fuck... Yun Chaehui's pussy tastes so fucking good. Why the hell didn't I get to eat this back then?"
"Don't... Donggu... ya... haa haang!!"
When Donggu spread her ass cheeks and lightly touched her anus with a finger, Chaehui jolted in shock at the completely new sensation. At the same time, his tongue dove deeper, licking her clit with purpose.
It felt like lightning had struck her. Chaehui could only gasp and clutch desperately at Donggu's head. Both his tongue on her pussy and the finger teasing her asshole...
... felt so good...
He gently pressed and rubbed her clit and anus with surprising tenderness.
Donggu pulled her pants and panties completely off one ankle, then spread her legs a little wider. Now with better access, he buried his face between her thighs, extending his tongue fully and licking her pussy in earnest.
With the same skills that had made countless married women lose their minds, Donggu made Chaehui's pussy grow wetter and wetter.