Flesh Over Heart? Making a Slave (2)
The moment she heard that her husband was almost home, she started to panic. She'd already lied and told him she was at the house, so the look on her face was thoroughly awkward.
But she was in no position to do anything about it — my hand had her pussy thoroughly at its mercy. One of my fingers slid smoothly into her, vanishing into the slick wetness pouring out of her.
"Haa...."
"What? What the hell? What're you doing?"
A faint moan slipped from her lips, and Seongdae's Father pressed her in a sharp voice. She tried to push my hand away, as if the finger exploring her pussy was getting in the way.
"Ah... it's nothing. Just... pick up something to drink on your way."
"Drinks? I'll just grab 'em from the store. What's the wife feel like having?"
Seongdae's Father sounded pleased with himself, his voice oily and smug. I could picture the look on his face — the same one he'd worn after getting off with Mi-kyeong today.
A petty surge of spite rose in me, and I shoved my finger deeper into her cunt. The woman I loved blurted out whatever came to mind, flustered.
"D... drinks. Alcohol. Bring some alcohol."
"What? Booze? The wife's gonna drink? Why, something happen?"
Squish... squish... My finger started working inside her. Her pussy, already leaking thin, watery juices, grew wetter and wetter.
"Ah... nothing's wrong. I just suddenly felt like having a beer. Nngh..."
A hot moan spilled from her mouth. I slowly pulled my finger from the entrance of her pussy and climbed onto that luscious body of hers.
"Nothin' going on, though, right?"
Meanwhile, Seongdae's Father asked after her over the receiver, his tone concerned. Her sudden request for alcohol seemed to be bothering him.
Tch. Acting like he gives a damn, just because she's his wife.
This was the same man who'd just finished ravaging Mi-kyeong's thick, meaty body. His two-faced, disgusting attitude was starting to piss me off.
I settled onto the body of the woman I loved and slowly worked my way between her legs. She held the phone in one hand and tried to push my chest away with the other.
My cock was already standing at attention, pointing at the ceiling — just as wet and ready as her soaked pussy. The mundane phone call with her husband was only making me harder.
"What are you doing..."
She said it with her eyes wide, forming the words with her lips alone so her husband wouldn't hear. The sight of her like that only made her sexier.
"Shh..."
I pressed a finger to my lips and looked her in the face. Her pale skin, flushed a deep red, was so unbearably lovely.
"Alright. I'll grab a few beers, then. Need any snacks to go with it?"
"No. I'm fine..."
"Heh heh. What's gotten into the wife, actually wanting a drink. How about we make it a hot night for a change?"
Those words slipped from his excited mouth, and I didn't like them one bit. It was ordinary husband-and-wife talk, but it still got under my skin.
"Hngh....!"
Before Seongdae's Father had even finished speaking, a thick moan tore from her lips. I spread her legs and pushed my cock into that already-soaked pussy.
Her cunt, overflowing with wetness, took my hard cock in. I felt every slick, slippery inch of her wrapping around me as I sank in.
Fuck you. Who the hell do you think you are, trying to fuck the woman who's mine? I'm the only one who gets to do that. You hear me?
He couldn't hear my shout, but someday I'd flatten that nose of his. I was pissed off for no good reason, and I drove my cock even deeper into her cunt.
"Nngh...."
"What? Someone there with you?"
"Ah... no."
"What the hell are you doing!?"
Seongdae's Father's voice rose. Anyone hearing those hot moans of hers would start imagining something filthy. A man who'd spent years rubbing skin against hers would know exactly what her sex sounds were.
Her face twisted. That elegant, proper woman was now getting fucked by my cock while she talked to her husband on the phone. I started slowly pumping the cock buried inside her, drawing it back and thrusting it in.
"Nngh... no... I'm just cleaning."
"Cleaning? Why're you panting like that if you're just cleaning?"
"Haa... it's nothing. I was moving something heavy. Just hurry home."
She barely managed to keep talking, swallowing the moans that kept bursting out. If even a hint of something off slipped through, sharp-eared Seongdae's Father would catch it instantly.
"Mm... alright. I'll stop by the store and then come home, so just wait a bit."
"Haa... okay..."
Click.
The call ended, and the phone slipped from her hand. One of her hands clamped down on my ass.
"Dongho... how could you do that while I was on the phone?"
She stared at me with her eyes wide and round. Embarrassment was written all over her face — she'd been thoroughly put on the spot.
"It turned you on, didn't it?"
"Haa... if he ever found out, it would be a disaster. Nngh..."
Her body, contrary to her words, was getting worked up fast. Her pussy, which had gone a little tight, filled with juices again, and my cock started slamming into her with wet, sucking sounds.
"Hngh... we don't have time..."
Even as she said they were out of time, her eyes were closed. She was savoring the hard cock churning inside her, giving herself over completely to the moment.
"If there's no time, does that mean you don't want me to fuck you?"
"No... that's not what I..."
It irritated me that she was still worrying about a man who'd abandoned her to go chase other women. I was the only one who truly loved her, the only one devoted to her.
Part of me wanted to play her the recording of Seongdae's Father and Mi-kyeong fucking right then and there — but it wasn't the time. I wanted to make her completely mine without needing a weapon like that.
The piston rhythm pounding into her pussy started to pick up speed. I'd just come not long ago, but the flesh of her cunt always drove my cock insane.
"Nngh... haa... don't... you know that, right?"
She moaned hotly and gripped my ass tight. The way her body was responding, so at odds with her words, suddenly made her look two-faced.
Think you can live just fine without my cock?
"Ahk... ahk... I have to go downstairs now."
Seongdae's Father was clearly still on her mind. If he came home with the drinks from the store and found her gone, he'd have every reason to get suspicious.
"So what you're saying is, you want me to come fast?"
"Yeah... Dongho. I'm scared. Come for me, hurry..."
She looked up at me with those big eyes. There was a coaxing, seductive sweetness in her voice.
Thud.. thud.. thud..! I started slamming my cock into her cunt even faster.
"Hngh... haang... hngh..."
As my cock drove deep into her pussy, she started heating up. Excitement was rushing through her cunt so fast that the hand gripping my ass clenched tighter.
"Are you going to go downstairs and have sex with him?"
"Haang... I don't know..."
"You promised me. No sex with him."
"Hngh... how am I supposed to..."
"Is that so? Then I don't need to put my cock in you, either?"
"No... nngh..."
I started to pull my cock back, drawing it out of the depths of her pussy. Her hands immediately clamped down harder on my ass.
"Nngh... don't."
"Why? You won't keep your promise, so why should I keep fucking you?"
"I'm sorry... but... it's hard to turn him down every single day."
She pleaded with me, those big eyes locked on mine. And she had a point — no man would leave a body this provocative alone. Seongdae's Father was just a man, after all, following his instincts and taking what he wanted from her.
"Then..."
I looked into her eyes and thought. How could I make her completely, entirely mine?
The woman I loved was someone's wife and someone's mother. I couldn't own a woman with a family twenty-four hours a day.
Then the recording of Mi-kyeong and Seongdae's Father having sex flashed through my mind.
"Leave your phone on."
"What...?"
She looked into my eyes, not understanding. My cock, buried to the hilt inside her, had gone still — twitching in place.
"How could I do that...?"
"Call me, then flip the phone over. So I can hear everything."
Just like the hot sounds of Seongdae's Father and Mi-kyeong fucking had come through loud and clear, I intended to be with her through every hour of her life. I needed to spend more time stuck to her than those people who stood between us.
"What...? Why would I do that...?"
She looked at me, bewildered. She wouldn't understand right now. How much effort and devotion I poured into her. I was certain that someday she would understand this heart of mine.
"Are you going to do it or not? Hngh...!"
When she hesitated, I drove the cock buried in her pussy even deeper.
"Hngh...! Nngh... yes..."
"You'll do as I say, right?"
"Nngh... hngh... yeah..."
"What was that? Nngh...!"
"Ha... I'll do it! I'll do what you say, Dongho..."
Her back arched as my cock slammed deep into her cunt. I grabbed her tits and started pounding into her hard and fast.
"Haa... hngh...!"
"Hahh... hngh..."
Her moans poured out, hot and thick, and a tidal wave of climax surged through my cock.
"Don't come inside..."
"No."
"Hngh... don't..."
"Nngh...!"
Hot ropes of cum started pumping into her pussy, pulsing and flooding. I'd already come once, but there was more than enough to fill her cunt to overflowing.
Gulp.... gulp....
"Nngh... Dongho... you can't come inside me..."
Even as she scolded me, she gripped my ass even tighter. I kept pumping, spraying every last drop of cum into her pussy.
"Nngh... haah..."
"Hah... hah... feel good?"
"Aheung... I don't know..."
As the last of the cum drained from my still-stiff cockhead, she closed her eyes and savored the heat of it inside her.
Still riding the afterglow, she froze as her phone started ringing again.
"Oh... what do we do!"
Seongdae's Father's number lit up across her phone screen.
"He's already here..."
Her thighs were still trembling from the aftershocks of sex.