Her Sweet Home (1)
Blood started rushing to my cock.
Whenever she called, I came running from wherever I was — I might as well have been her boyfriend. No. Wasn't I more like a dog she kept? Wagging my tail, racing to wherever she happened to be, I was her loyal mutt.
I'd entered into a business relationship with Suyeon just to look good in her eyes. To put it more precisely, I had sold my... body.
I'd even given everything I had to satisfy a woman who was someone's mother, someone's wife, a schoolteacher. Sleeping with a woman whose name I didn't even know left me with a pang of guilt, but... I had done all of it for the woman I loved.
I had to see her right now, if only to smother the guilt creeping up on me. If I could just look into those big eyes of hers and hear that gentle voice, everything hard about today would melt away.
I pressed the doorbell of her house without even getting properly dressed.
From somewhere inside came a shuffling sound. She seemed to be coming out to greet me.
"Who is it~?"
Her soft voice drifted through the door. Somehow it sounded a little flushed.
"It's me."
The lock clicked.
"Ah... hello."
The door opened slowly, and she appeared. The way she looked, waiting for me, left me stumbling over my words.
Her hair was still slightly damp, as if she'd just stepped out of the shower, and her white, smooth skin was on full display. She was wearing a gray ribbed sleeveless dress that clung to every curve.
What they call a Missy Look...
The gray dress hugged her voluptuous body, gripping those plump breasts, tracing the line of her slender waist, and laying bare the curve of her ample ass. And because it was sleeveless, the smooth line of her neck and shoulders was completely exposed.
Fuck... she was just born with that body.
I could feel the blood naturally pooling in my groin.
She smiled sweetly at me with a face so innocent it didn't match that sexy body at all. Looking only at her expression, she was every bit the parent greeting her son's friend.
"Oh, you're here?"
By now even the way she treated me felt completely natural. A man visiting a woman home alone. We'd weathered several crises together, confirmed each other's trust, and grown that much stronger for it.
I followed her inside, and a fragrant shampoo scent filled my nose. I wanted to pull her into my arms right then and breathe her in, but there was no rush today.
Her house... for today, at least, it belonged to the two of us alone.
"Have you eaten dinner?"
It was late, but she kindly thought to feed me too.
No. I couldn't eat — I was too busy having sex.
That's what I wanted to say, but I couldn't. My only sex partner was the woman standing right in front of me.
"I'm fine. Your husband went fishing, I take it?"
"Yeah... his fishing buddy suddenly couldn't make it, so he took Seongdae along. It's Seongdae's first time fishing, too..."
Worry slipped from her lips. The way she went soft the moment the conversation turned to her son — she was, after all, a mother.
My eyes kept drifting to the smooth line of her shoulder as she towel-dried her hair. If she just tilted her head a little, I could almost see the outline of her breasts, as if they might spill out.
"Hmm.... want to sit on the sofa? I'll get you some water."
She must have felt my gaze, because she guided me toward the sofa, looking a little embarrassed.
I pictured Seongdae's father lying here watching TV, the way he always did. Even with a wife this beautiful, he never gave her a second glance. He'd just sit there, completely indifferent, shoveling down the meals she cooked and never showing her the slightest interest.
From behind, as she dried her hair, the flare of her hips was unmistakably sexy.
If it were me, I could fuck her every single day and it still wouldn't be enough. The thought of someone else taking her body soured my mood for no good reason.
I slowly approached her as she was still drying her hair.
Her pupils seemed to tremble slightly.
"Dongho... why...."
"I can't wait..."
"Mmph.... mmph...."
I finished speaking, took her face in my hands, and pressed my lips to hers. Her cherry-colored lips, still slightly damp, melted softly against mine.
"Hahh...."
Her fragrant floral scent, the smell of shampoo, lit up every nerve in my body. Fresh from the shower, that scent made my cock go completely stiff, the outline clearly visible through my pants.
"Mmph..... sl... slo...wly..."
She grabbed my hand to stop me, but I had no intention of listening. After everything I'd gone through for her today, I wanted to leave my mark on her most intimate place right now.
"Hngh....."
I traced her face and stroked the smooth line of her neck. I could feel the fine down of her pale skin under my fingertips. The moment my hand touched her body, she trembled slightly.
"Hnn...."
A faint moan escaped her lips. She didn't say it, but she must have been waiting just as desperately.
Still kissing her, I slowly guided her over to the dining table beside us and lifted her onto it.
She sat on the table, receiving my kisses. The charged atmosphere seemed to be getting to her too — her soft tongue slowly began to wrap around mine.
"Nngh... hah.... haah....."
My hand slid down her exposed shoulder and caressed the slender line of her waist. Thanks to the dress clinging to her body, I felt like I could feel her skin directly through my fingertips.
"Nn...."
"Hahh.... you're so sexy."
"Haah.... sexy?"
She was already letting out heated gasps. I caressed her slender waist and the flare of her hips. That S-curve of hers played slowly under my fingertips.
The way she sat perched on the dining table couldn't have been sexier. I slowly lowered my head and pressed my face into her chest.
"Hngh...."
Her nipples stood stiff, their outlines clearly visible through the ribbed fabric. Fresh from the shower, she'd greeted me with no bra on.
The fact that she now showed me her most private parts without any hesitation sent a massive rush of excitement through me.
Lick....
I stuck out my tongue and began licking her nipple through the dress.
Lick.... lick....
"Aahhng....."
The moment my tongue touched her nipple, her back arched slightly.
The area around her areola was growing damp with my saliva. Beneath her thrown-back face, the smooth line of her neck was fully exposed.
Only the areola of her gray dress was soaked through, making her look obscenely erotic. I slowly gathered up the dress that wrapped all the way down to her ankles.
Thanks to the way she was perched on the table, the dress slid easily up to her thighs. Her white, plump thighs filled my vision.
"Haang...."
"Haah... you're so sexy..."
"You're even sexier..."
She'd reached the point where dirty talk between us came naturally. And the fact that this was her house amplified both the pleasure and the immersion for me.
That this was her house carried enormous symbolic weight. Inside the home where she lived every single day, I could make love to her as if I were her boyfriend — as if I were her husband...
An image flashed through my mind of Seongdae's mom getting fucked by that bald bastard's cock. His face flushed red with excitement as he pounded her pussy and came... and beneath him, Seongdae's mom, her cheeks burning, panting those sexy little breaths.
The blood rushed even harder to my cock, and a strange excitement wrapped around my body. Was it jealousy? Envy? The thought of Seongdae's mom taking another man's cock always gave me this peculiar thrill.
"Lift your ass for me."
"Like this...?"
When her ass lifted slightly, I hiked the dress from her thighs all the way up to her waist.
As the gray dress rose, the red mesh panties hidden underneath were revealed. Through the holes in the red mesh, her black pubic hair, moderately grown out, peeked through.
The sight couldn't have been more stimulating. She covered her pussy with both hands, looking embarrassed.
Pfft... after showing me everything like that. What's there to be shy about.
"Haang... this is so dirty....."
A heated moan slipped from her lips. My cock was already screaming to be shoved into her pussy this instant. But tonight was long. I intended to enjoy this long, long night with her as much as possible.
I slowly buried my face between her thighs.
Perched on the table, her smooth legs slowly spread apart. Her head fell back, and lewd sounds began to spill from her lips.
My hands slowly pulled her red mesh panties down over her plump ass and thighs.
Sliiiide....
"Haang....."
With the mesh panties still dangling from one leg, she spread her legs wide toward me. Between those open thighs, her black pubic hair and pink inner flesh came into view. Her clit was already standing stiff, as if begging me to suck on it.
"Hngh...."
"Haang...."
In that charged moment, hot breaths escaped from both of us.
On the dining table where she set out breakfast every morning, she sat with her legs spread wide like a succubus craving a man's cock. Inside, her pink pussy quivered, breathing.
"Hahh...."
I brought my face right up to her pussy. My soft tongue drew closer between her spread legs.
"Haahk.... haang....!"
Her head fell back, and a heated cry began to burst from between those red lips.