The Former Idol Is a Madam (4)
"Hngh…"
Her hot breath brushed against my ear. Today she looked almost like a college girl — innocent, untouched. She'd pulled her wavy hair back and left her bangs down, and against that pale, flawless skin her cheeks were flushed a soft rose.
The white cotton dress she wore was ordinary enough when she stood; it fell past her knees like any modest little thing. But the moment she sat down it split open all the way to just below her groin, and those pale thighs lay bare. Innocent and filthy at the same time. She was so lovely it hurt.
"Ahh…"
I eased my hand into the split of her dress. Soft skin spilled against my palm.
Is she wearing anything underneath? What color are her panties today?
The rage I'd been carrying for Suyeon only a moment ago had already burned down into something else entirely, and every last spark of it was pointed at her. In front of this — in front of loving her — nothing else in the world mattered. Every nerve I had was concentrated on the feel of her body under my hand.
"Hah… don't, Dongho."
She looked up at me with a face already going hot, excitement rushing in on the heels of her protest. Tear-tracks still clung to those wide, dark eyes.
"Hngh…! Ahh…!"
"Hah… I— I'm gonna come…!"
Seongdae and Mi-kyeong's raw, burning sex-sounds came crawling through the wall. They were already thrashing through the last stretch toward climax. I could picture it — Seongdae's cock driving deep into Mi-kyeong's thick, generous ass, her face all knotted up as she rode the pleasure rolling through her — and more blood shoved down into my pants.
"Mmh…"
A moan spilled from the mouth of the woman I loved. In the next room, her own son was fucking someone. The whole situation was perversely, strangely erotic to me. She, on the other hand, looked thoroughly lost.
My hand had already tasted that soft skin. It was not going to stop wanting her.
"Hah… it's all right."
I drew a breath and pushed my hand deeper between her thighs. Heat bloomed from her groin like steam. She was so warm.
"Nngh… stop… Dongho… don't do this."
I knew her answers by now. Her mouth said no. Her body said everything else. Those panties of hers would already be soaked through.
Just thinking about the wet cotton between her legs made me want to throw her down on the bed, rip that dress off her, and wreck her right there.
I eased her up and guided her toward the mattress. She hesitated for a beat, then followed my arm and sat on the edge of the bed.
My eyes caught the clean line of her throat, and below it the marks I'd left — dark little bruises scattered across that white skin, purple hickeys announcing to anyone who looked that she belonged to me.
Thwack… thwack… thwack… thwack…!
"Hngh…! Haaang… ahh…!"
From the other side of the wall, the wet slap of Seongdae's cock pounding Mi-kyeong's cunt tangled with her moans and rolled through the room. The bastard actually seemed to be doing a decent job of satisfying her.
Seongdae. You pathetic idiot. Sorry — but your mom is mine.
Perched on the edge of the bed, her pale thighs lay shamelessly exposed through the split of the dress. Not a single blemish on that smooth skin. I wanted to put my tongue on it right then.
I laid her down slowly and climbed over her.
"Hngh… honestly…"
I covered that innocent face with my mouth. Her red lips parted almost at once.
"Haa…"
A warm, sweet breath spilled from between them, and my tongue went straight in after it, sweeping through her mouth. I coiled around her soft tongue and turned it slowly, teasing her, and before I knew it her legs had twisted together, thigh rubbing against thigh.
"Hngh…"
I left those moaning lips behind and let my hand stroke down beneath her skirt. The dress had already ridden up to her thighs, leaving her lower body completely undefended.
"Haa…"
My palm traveled along her thigh, closer and closer, climbing toward the center of her. Goosebumps rose along that soft skin under my touch.
"Hngh…!"
A startled moan finally broke from her. I rubbed the inside of her thigh just below her pussy, then went straight for her panties.
"Hh—!"
Just as I thought.
They were soaked. Flooded, even — that was the better word. She wasn't wearing anything underneath the dress except those cotton panties, and they were so wet her juices were already coming off on my hand.
Her appetite was something I could never quite keep up with. The way she answered my fingers still surprised me.
"Hngh… hah… don't…"
The second my rough hand started stroking her pussy through the fabric, she caught my wrist as if she were embarrassed. The strength in her grip wouldn't have stopped a child.
"Hah… that's so dirty…"
I shook her hand off, shoved the dress up out of the way, and went back to stroking her through the panties.
"Hh—"
Today they were ordinary light-pink cotton. The size of them, though — tiny. Barely a palm's worth of fabric, just enough to pretend it was covering that plump ass. From below, more than half of her pale cheeks were already spilling out, and the strip meant to hide her pussy had been swallowed between her lips, black pubic hair showing plain as day.
"Hah… goddamn…"
The sight of those panties alone was enough. Thin pre-cum had already started running from the head of my cock.
I stroked my way down her body and buried my face between her legs. I wanted to plant my nose against her pussy right then and breathe in that sweet smell rising off her.
I dragged my tongue across the pink cotton. Licking her through the panties sent a different kind of heat through me — something new. The fabric was already dark and glistening with her juices; my saliva only made it worse.
"Hngh…!"
A sharp jolt must have run up from between her legs, because her thighs twisted and pressed softly against my face, holding my head there so I couldn't pull away — as if she were asking me to suck deeper, harder.
I licked. I sucked. I drew her in through the wet cloth.
"Aahh…!"
The moan tore out of her and she clapped a hand over her own mouth. If that sound was his mother's, Seongdae would know it in a heartbeat.
"S-stop…!"
I didn't. My tongue kept working her pussy, head shoved deep between her thighs, sucking hard and focused right over her clit. That sweet, particular scent of hers circled the tip of my nose and wound me tighter.
"Hngh… s-stop it…!"
"Hah… just stay still."
We were already past the line where stopping was an option. Her juices and my saliva had started to mix, shining around my mouth.
I reached up and hooked the panties caught across her spread hips, and pulled.
They slid down — that palm-sized scrap of cotton easing over her thick ass and down her thighs.
"Nngh…"
I caught them as they slipped off her slim ankles and brought them to my nose. The crotch was soaked through, heavy with my saliva and everything she'd poured out. The smell of her pussy was enough to make my head swim.
"Hah… don't…!"
She snatched the panties out of my hand, mortified, and flung them to the floor. Even that — that little burst of force — only made her look cuter. Filthier.
I got my own pants off fast. There was no time to waste on a cock this hard. The underwear went with them. The second they came down, eight inches of ugly, swollen need sprang out and throbbed in the open air.
What it wanted was simple. It wanted inside her. It wanted to plow through the pussy of the woman I loved.
Today I wanted to ruin that innocent look of hers a little harder than usual. Maybe it was the tear-stains still sitting at the corners of her eyes. Maybe it was jealousy, listening to Mi-kyeong moan on Seongdae's cock. I couldn't have said which.
What mattered was this: shoving a cock that was already dripping pre-cum into a pussy already full of her own juices.
I spread her legs into an M and lined the head up with the wet black thicket between them.
"Hngh…!"
The second my cock dragged across her pussy her head fell back. That whole innocent act she'd been wearing was already coming apart, turning into the face of a woman who wanted to be fucked.
"Hah…"
I drew a long breath and slowly pushed that heavy head into her.
Squelch… squelch…
"Hngh…!"
"Hh—!"
The instant I felt her soft pussy-flesh close around a cock gone hard as stone, my body and her thighs shuddered at the same time.
"Hngh…!"
"Mmh…!"
I didn't stop. I pressed in tighter against her groin and started working toward the deepest part of her, savoring that sweet cling of her insides, shoving in as if I meant to reach the mouth of her womb — deeper. Deeper still.
"Nngh…! Th-that's too deep…!"
The cry broke out of her, but I had no intention of going easy today. I was going to teach her, clearly, who she belonged to.