Find the Stolen Son (1)
My fingers worked her swollen clit in tight, frantic circles, matching the rhythm of her moans. She was already coming apart, her mind slipping as I rubbed her clockwise without mercy.
"Haaah... I'm gonna come...!"
"Hah... you like that?"
"Haaah... I like it... I like it..."
She was practically sobbing the words, begging for more.
Thud... thud... thud...
The cock I was driving into her from behind swelled even harder, blood rushing into it until it felt ready to burst. My rigid, throbbing shaft pistoned mercilessly inside her cunt, slamming home without a shred of restraint.
"Haaah...!"
"Huuuh..."
Our moans grew louder, more ragged, and sweat began to soak us both. A flush already painted her face, and now it looked as though heat itself were blooming across her skin.
The nasal, whimpering quality of her moans told me she was almost there. I was close too — but I wouldn't finish until she did. For her orgasm, I would hold my own pleasure back a little longer.
I started slamming into her faster. The relentless piston of my hips forced her head further and further back.
"Nngh... aah..."
A sound like a child's cry tore from her mouth. To hear something like that from a grown woman — this elegant, wholesome woman, making a noise that filthy. Who would have thought she could be this sexual?
"Aah...!"
"Nngh...! Hngh...!"
I drove into her cunt as if it were the last thrust I would ever make, clenching every muscle I had to swell my cock even thicker inside her.
"Aaah...!"
She let out a single sharp scream and wrapped both hands around my wrist. She had reached it. Her whole body shuddered and a thick, broken moan slipped past her lips.
Then even the moans stopped. She just trembled, feeling every inch of the cock buried inside her, taking it in completely.
My cock twitched deep in her innermost place, as if it had always belonged there.
"Haaah...!"
Once I was sure she had come, I thrust a few more times, and a gasp of pleasure burst from her. Her juices were already running down my shaft and soaking the sheets.
"Nngh..."
"Hah... hah..."
"Hngh..."
"Did you come?"
"Haaah... yeah..."
The moment I heard her answer, my cock pulsed and the cum I had been holding back for her sake came flooding out, pouring into her cunt in thick, greedy spurts.
"Haaah...!"
The heat of my semen filling her made her body shudder all over again. I hiked one of her thighs high and drove my cock even deeper, making sure every drop reached as far inside her as it could go.
"Hngh..."
"You like that?"
"You can't just come inside me..."
"I wanted to."
"That's so dirty..."
Two loads. I had planted my DNA in the deepest part of her. Could she get pregnant? The thought of her carrying my child flickered through my mind. And if that happened... would that make me Seongdae's father?
When I lifted her legs, my dense semen began to spill from her soaked pussy. The condensed ivory fluid pulsed out of her, sliding down her sex in thick gushes.
Gush... gush...
I pushed my face between her thighs to get a better look.
"Hah... that's so dirty..."
"It's embarrassing! Come here..."
She grabbed my face and pulled me up toward her, flustered. She looked so adorable doing it that I kissed her.
She accepted my lips naturally now. When my tongue slipped between them, she licked it back as if she were savoring a piece of candy.
My cum inside her cunt. My tongue inside her mouth. Was she truly my friend now? A wave of triumph washed over me — the feeling of having claimed her completely.
I slid my arm behind her neck like a pillow and pulled her close.
"Was it good?"
"Yeah... it was good."
"Really?"
"Yeah... I don't even remember the last time I came like that..."
"I'm glad."
"But... should we even be doing this?"
"The milk's already been spilled. What can we do about it now?"
"Hah... still... if anyone found out, we'd be finished."
"No one will know..."
She seemed to be coming back to herself, bit by bit. Color slowly returned to the face that had been flushed and slick with sweat. She looked even better now, as if she had just stepped out of a sauna.
Maybe it was from sucking the vitality out of a younger man. For her sake, I felt like I could pour every last drop of myself into keeping her young.
"Ah... Seongdae...!"
The shock of what she had seen earlier finally came rushing back, and she brought up Seongdae. I hated having him come between us — but he was also the reason we were here in the first place.
I had been able to fuck her — no, make love to her — thanks to Seongdae. That bastard... even dog shit has its uses.
"What are we going to do about our Seongdae...?"
Her expression darkened. Her own son, selling his body to a woman whose name he didn't even know. For someone as innocent as her, it had to be devastating.
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know... I really don't..."
She looked lost, turning it over and over in her mind. She couldn't confront Seongdae about what she had seen today. She couldn't even press him. If she did, what we had done together would come out too.
"Maybe I should meet that girl."
"Suyeon?"
"Yeah..."
I hadn't expected that. Suyeon — Seongdae's girlfriend, and the only other person who knew what had happened today. On the surface, it sounded like a decent idea.
I replayed the scene in my head. Suyeon had treated Seongdae like a pet. Even when she made him have sex with a strange older woman, it had started on her orders. The way she carried herself, she might as well have been his pimp.
"I think that's a good idea."
"Right? I feel like that girl might be able to talk some sense into Seongdae."
The moment I agreed, her eyes lit up. But if Suyeon really was the one who had put Seongdae up to this... would she just hand him over without a fight?
She had the looks of a failed idol — pretty, haughty, and dripping with charisma. That combination made her strangely magnetic.
I knew the arrogant, prickly personality hiding behind that pretty face. Not just the other students — even the teachers had been careful not to cross her.
I had thought they were just a normal couple. Instead they were secret business partners. And Suyeon, of all people — a former idol — mixed up in something like this. It was a shock on every level.
"Dongho, are you close with Suyeon?"
"No..."
As if. A girl who looked like she belonged in another universe, friends with a loser like me? The only words she had ever spoken to me were those loaded ones from a few days ago, when she had looked at my erection and declared that I had passed.
"Do you think you could set up a meeting with this Suyeon?"
"That might be hard right now..."
"Then... could our Dongho help me out?"
She looked up at me with those big eyes, her face so full of hope it was almost painfully lovely.
Our. Our Dongho. She already thought of us as a couple, didn't she? I didn't want to let her down.
"I... of course! I can do it."
"Really? That's our Dongho. You're the best!"
She smiled and pecked me on the cheek. Physical affection with me came naturally to her now. It was intoxicating.
"I'll set something up."
"Thank you, Dongho... you're such a big help to this old lady..."
"Don't mention it. Between us, this is nothing."
This was the least one friend could do for another, wasn't it? We were secret lovers and partners now. I swore to myself I would make this work for her.
"Should we get going...?"
She sat up carefully as she said it. Her wavy hair spilled down her smooth back, catching the light. Beads of sweat still clung to her skin. The afterglow of what we had just done hadn't faded yet.
"Already...?"
"Yeah... it's time to make your uncle's dinner..."
I didn't want to let her go. As she rose, her pale breasts swayed. That slim waist and those full, heavy hips shifted with every movement.
I had already come more than once, but I couldn't send her off like this. Who knew when I would get another chance?
Her plump ass and firm thighs snagged my gaze — and just like that, blood rushed back into my cock.
"Nngh..."
"What's wrong, Dongho?"
"Look at this..."
I showed her my cock, standing stiff again even after everything. Her eyes went wide.
"It's... hard again?"
"Yeah..."
"That's actually impressive..."
A faint smile touched her lips. She stroked my cock slowly, staring at it as if she couldn't quite believe it.
I stood up after her. Then, as naturally as anything, I guided her hands onto the chair in front of us.
"Bend over for me..."
"Huh...? Like this...?"
Her waist folded forward. I stepped in behind her and pressed my rigid cock against her ass.
Her cunt, still wet and glistening, slowly began to open for me.