Her Shy Sex Lesson (6)
Nestled between her plump, springy thighs, I lapped at her spring the way a dog drinks from a stream.
Lap... slurp...
The wet friction of my tongue against her sex filled the room with lewd, glistening sounds. She didn't know what to do with herself — her neck arched back as she savored every stroke.
Lap... lap...
Her pubic hair caught against my taste buds, a faint scratch I barely registered. It didn't matter. The taste of her — those pale, taut thighs and the deep crease of her groin — was exquisite. I never imagined that licking a woman there with a soft tongue could taste this good.
She seized my head in both hands and wouldn't let go. The way she ordered me to go harder was nothing like the warm, easy woman who always welcomed me so gently. The woman who used to greet me with such unhurried kindness was now nothing but a temptress, offering up her pussy and begging me to lick it.
"Nngh...!"
A moan tore out of her as if she couldn't hold it in. I pushed my tongue deeper, greedily exploring the inside of her cunt. The moment I slipped into that slick, swollen fold, she clenched my skull and started to cry out.
"Haa...! Hahk...!"
Slurp... slurp...
Her clit caught against my tongue, standing proud. I poured every ounce of focus into that single point and worked it without mercy.
"Ahhh...! Dongho...!"
My name spilled from her lips as naturally as breathing — from a mouth I never thought would say it like that. Every act between us felt as easy as if we'd been lovers for years, as if we'd always been partners.
Lap... mm... lap...
I savored the taste of her pussy. The scent rising from between her legs was more than strange — it was intoxicating, and I was drunk on it. Some men say they hate going down on a woman. I was clearly built for it. Maybe this was just my taste.
"Ahhh...!"
Her back bowed like a drawn bow, and I knew it was time to change positions. I lifted my head from her sex and wiped my mouth once. My lips were thick and sticky with her slick.
"Haa..."
She reached up, embarrassed, and wiped her own juices from my mouth. I lay down beside her and rolled her onto her other side, facing away from me.
Her curved back and the full sweep of her ass were laid bare right next to me. Still on my side, I caught one of her thighs and lifted it. She surrendered her whole body into my hands without a flicker of resistance.
Raising her leg opened her up — pink inner flesh and a dark thatch of hair. I brought the head of my cock to the cleft of her ass and pressed it there.
"Nngh..."
The instant my cockhead kissed her soaked pussy, another moan slipped out of her. I started rubbing the swollen tip against her slippery entrance, smearing myself in her.
"Huu..."
It felt like her opening was trying to suck me in, a black hole pulling at my cock. I wasn't about to give it to her that easily. I didn't want to hand her what she wanted just because she wanted it. I wanted my cock used when she needed it most — right on the edge of passing out. That was how she'd learn what it was worth.
I kept grinding just the head against her pussy, drawing it out, making her wait.
"Haa..."
"Does it feel good?"
"Yeah... Dongho... it feels good..."
Her moans were already desperate. I could feel every twitch of her ass as my cockhead rubbed her open — that pale, generous ass grinding back against my cock like it wanted me inside right now.
"Put it in... now..."
She gave me the signal. Her face was flushed a deep red, proof of how far gone she already was. Damp strands of hair clung to her cheeks, and the sight of her like that was almost painfully sexy.
"No."
"Aahh... why...?"
At my refusal she put on a coaxing, kittenish little act. Ah — was this how Seongdae's father felt every single day? What kind of man hears his wife beg to be fucked and still goes a whole year without touching her? Was the guy a monk?
The thought of that bald old bastard listening to this same honeyed voice for years sent a fresh spike of rage through me. I swore to myself that once we were even closer, I would take her in her own bedroom.
"Say please. Beg for it."
"Huh...? Ah—"
"Say, please put it in."
"Nngh... that's embarrassing..."
"Should I stop here?"
I was being reckless on purpose. For a second I worried she'd actually tell me to stop — but one look at her face, flushed scarlet and spilling those thick, helpless moans, and I knew she wouldn't.
"Haa..."
"Hurry up."
I pushed the head of my cock halfway into her entrance. The blunt, swollen tip worked slowly between her folds and sank in.
"Ahhh...!"
"Should I pull out?"
I made a show of drawing my hips back and slipped the half-buried head free again.
"Nngh..."
A sound came out of her like a child about to cry. Her plump thighs trembled as if a current were running through them.
"Put it in..."
"What was that?"
"Put it... in, please... hahk..."
"Louder...!"
"Put it in...! Please put it in!... Aahh..."
Hearing her beg like that sent blood surging into my cock. The head, swollen as tight as it could get, pushed fully into her entrance.
"Ah—!"
A startled moan burst from her. Still on my side, I hoisted her thigh even higher. Her ass, stretched taut as if it might split, filled my vision completely. I started feeding my thick cock into her pussy — slowly... so slowly.
"Aahk!..."
The room filled with her lewd moans and a close, feverish heat. The moment my cock drove into her, her whole body shook as if she were having a seizure.
"Haa..."
The squeeze of her cunt traveled straight up my shaft, and a thick groan slipped out of me too. A pussy this tight — I didn't want to send her home. I could have held her here and come inside her as many times as either of us could take.
"Nngh..."
On our sides, her thigh in my grip, I shoved in until I felt myself bottom out against the end of her. Buried that deep, my cock twitched inside her cunt.
"Aahk... it's too big!"
"You like how big it is?"
"Ahhh... don't say things like that..."
"Do you like it or not?"
"Nngh... I like it..."
"How much?"
"I want you to... keep going..."
"You want me to keep fucking you?"
"Yeah... keep... I want you to keep fucking me..."
Filthy words poured out of her mouth. She was just a woman after all — one stuffed full of lust, perfectly capable of talking dirty. The instincts she'd buried as someone's mother, someone's wife, were coming out one by one.
I started to thrust, slow and steady. The moment the cock seated in her pussy began to move, she twisted against me. I locked my hand around the underside of her thigh and drove into her trembling cunt without mercy.
"Hhk... hhk..."
She made a sound that could have been moaning or crying and rolled her ass in time with my cock. The way she moved — trying to take me deeper, to feel it more — was almost pitiful. This time I meant to give her my cock as a gift, purely for her satisfaction.
Thud... thud... thud...
My cock punched into her on a steady rhythm, and her mouth fell further open. I turned her face toward me and pushed my index finger between her lips.
The same finger that had just been buried in her pussy — she started sucking on it, wet and eager.
Slurp... slurp...
The look on her face as she sucked my finger was obscenely filthy. That pale skin flushed pink, her glossy hair a wreck, baby hairs plastered to her face with sweat. I couldn't stand how sexy she looked.
I lowered her thigh, stayed on my side, and shifted into a rear-entry angle, seizing her by the hips. The curve of her waist fit my hands like it had been made for them.
Thud... thud... thud...
"Ahhh... ahhh..."
Fucking her from the side, driving my cock into her pussy over and over, I had her screaming like she was about to black out.
"Aahh...! Anh...! I'm... I'm gonna come!"
At her cry I sped up, my cock slamming in and out of her cunt even faster. It felt like the rigid length of me was punching the very end of her.
"Ahhh... ahhh... I'm... I'm gonna come..."
She grabbed my wrist as if she couldn't take another second. I had no intention of letting her go.
I lifted my hand and covered her mouth. In my fantasies she had always been tied to a bed, impaled on my cock. I wanted this even filthier than that.
I wanted to fuck her like I was raping her — to take her so she couldn't even moan.
"Mmph... mmph...!"
With my hand over her mouth, those lewd sounds leaked out between my fingers. The nasal, muffled whimper of her breathing only made my cock harder, more vicious.
"Nngh... ah... mmph... mmph..."
I kept her mouth sealed and started pounding my cock into her ass without any restraint at all. At this rate, there was no chance those moans of hers were going to stop.
"Ahhh..."
I took my hand off her mouth and put it on her clit instead. From behind, my thick cock was driving into her; from the front, my fingers were wrecking her clit.
Her eyes rolled back. Her mouth fell open. And she started screaming — a filthy, broken mix of moans and cries that didn't sound entirely human.