Body Over Heart? Making a Slave (5)
"Oh my...!"
The instant I seized her ass as she climbed the stairs toward home, she twisted around to look at me, startled. That luscious rear filled my palm completely. The Dolphin Pants barely covering those generous curves were so short they left the underside of her cheeks entirely exposed.
"Dongho... what are you doing..."
She asked in a low voice, terrified someone might hear. It was well past midnight — an hour when everyone should have been dead asleep — and the stairwell of the multi-family house was utterly still.
"Shh..."
I pressed a finger to my lips and looked at her. Those wide eyes of hers seemed to tremble, just slightly.
"Hah..."
The soft give of her ass sent blood rushing straight to my cock. I tightened my grip and started kneading that handful of flesh in earnest.
"Hah... Dongho..."
A faint moan slipped from her lips. Only moments ago her own husband had been touching her, and her body seemed to catch fire all over again in no time at all. That composed, demure face of hers was already flushing a deep, spreading red.
"What if someone sees us like this...?"
"Keep it down. Sound carries."
Her question did nothing to loosen my hold. The image of Seongdae's Father and Seongdae looking down on me like I was nothing flashed through my mind, and my hand clenched even harder.
"Nngh...."
I slipped my hand beneath her Dolphin Pants and started exploring her ass in earnest.
Huh...?
Something that should have been there wasn't. My fingers sank into the springy flesh of her ass and found no fabric at all — no panties where panties ought to have been.
She's not wearing any...?
She was completely bare underneath. She must have thrown on nothing but a pair of shorts when I showed up at her door unannounced. The full texture of that plump ass — the silky, yielding skin — came through against my palm with nothing in between.
"Nngh... don't..."
She tried to stop me, the moan barely more than a whisper.
"Let's go up... upstairs."
"No."
Her wide eyes were shaking. But I had no intention of letting her go up those stairs. Everyone in this building would be asleep. Probably.
I pulled my hand from the curve of her ass and slid it slowly up inside her tank top. I had been wanting to fill my palm with those deep, heavy breasts of hers since the moment I saw the neckline. A picture flashed through my mind — myself, grabbing those tits and licking them while Seongdae's Father and Seongdae watched.
"Mmnh...."
The moment my palm closed over the swell of her breast and started to squeeze, a thick moan spilled out of her. Encouraged, I found the nipple that had been standing stiff enough to show through her shirt and rolled it gently between my fingers.
"Nngh.... S-stop it."
Her nipples were a weak spot. She started squirming, twisting against me.
"Hahk....!"
The movement tripped the motion-sensor light on the landing. For a second my hand froze on her breast, and her eyes went even wider as she stared at me. That flushed, burning face of hers was laid bare in the sudden glare.
"Hah...."
A few seconds later the light clicked off, and the two of us vanished back into the dark.
"Stay still."
I whispered it against her ear and went back to working her breasts. I rolled that stiffened nipple between my fingers, slow and deliberate, and her body wrenched. She forced herself to hold still, terrified of setting the sensor off again. All that escaped her were the hot, broken moans leaking through those red lips.
"Mmph...!"
Ah, fuck... this is so goddamn hot.
I could already feel my cock straining, tented hard inside my pants. Maybe it was the heat of her breath. Maybe it was the rage still burning in me over Seongdae's Father. Either way, I was getting bolder by the second.
I shoved my pants and underwear down just like that, still pressed against her. My cock sprang free and I felt it slap against her thigh.
"W-what are you doing?"
She felt it and snapped her eyes to mine, startled. But in the dark I could only make out the silhouette of her.
"Just stay still."
With my underwear still hooked around my thighs, I dragged her Dolphin Pants down.
"Oh my...!"
She grabbed for my arm, startled — but she was already too late. The Dolphin Pants that had barely been covering her rear slid down, and that plump ass was laid completely bare. I caught her by the wrist so she couldn't pull anything back up.
"Dongho. Don't. You're going to do it here?"
"Hoo... pretty hot, isn't it?"
"Hhk....!"
I took hold of my cock — already leaking, already aching to bury itself — and lined it up against the cleft of her ass. The moment that thick head nudged between her cheeks, a deep moan spilled out of her.
"Hah... Dongho... don't..."
She couldn't even raise her voice, terrified someone would hear. All she could do was grip the stair railing in front of her, her thighs trembling.
I eased my cock into place against her pussy.
Ah....
A rush of heat wrapped around the head. She was already soaked. And just like that, I could hear it again — Seongdae's Father's greedy, slobbering moans coming through the phone. I could see his face, burying itself between her legs, sniffing at her, licking her.
Fuck...
The rage came surging back. The woman I loved was mine. Entirely mine. No other man got to put his hands on her body. Not even her husband. No exceptions.
My hands on her turned rougher. I pushed her further forward, bent her over the stairs, and started feeding my cock into that sweet-smelling pussy of hers.
"Hhk....!"
"Hup!..."
The moment I sank into her, a thick moan tore out of her throat. It rang through the silence of the stairwell.
"Shhh...."
"Nngh....!"
Anyone still awake would have heard those moans traveling down the stairs. Her breathing had gone that ragged, that loud.
"Hah...."
She clung to the railing and offered that plump ass back to me. I gripped her by the waist and pushed deeper.
"Mmph....!"
My cock bottomed out inside a pussy already slick and overflowing. Her lips fell further open around the stretch of a thick, eight-inch cock filling her completely.
Fuck... feels good, doesn't it? Better than your husband's, right?
I licked the flushed nape of her neck and drove into her harder. She could feel my breath on her skin and was fighting to swallow every sound that tried to escape.
"Nngh...!"
I buried myself in her ass and started thrusting, and she couldn't hold it in anymore — the moans broke free.
Squelch.... squelch....
The sheer filth of the situation had her gushing. All the wetness Seongdae's Father had worked out of her earlier met my cock and burst open like a flower coming into full bloom.
"Hah... Dongho... that's enough. Let's go upstairs and do it. Okay?"
She twisted to look back at me as she asked. That pleading, honeyed voice only wound me up tighter. Part of me wanted to keep my cock buried in her and walk her straight into her own bedroom. I wanted Seongdae's Father to watch. I wanted him to see exactly who she really belonged to.
Shut the hell up.
The anger still hadn't burned off. I could see Seongdae's face, spitting curses at me like I was nothing. I wanted to spit in that face — the same face that had called me a pathetic loser who couldn't even get to the hospital by himself.
Bet you have no idea your mom's getting fucked like this. You worthless piece of shit...!
The thought sent a rush of heat through me I couldn't explain. More blood pounded into the cock I had buried in her. I started thrusting faster, churning inside her. My hands clenched harder around her waist, and those thick, meaty thighs of hers spread wider and wider.
"Nngh.... mmph...."
Her moans grew louder, filling the stairwell.
Fuck it. I don't care.
I pistoned into her, driving into that ass like I was stamping my name into the deepest part of her pussy. Every time I bottomed out, her plump cheeks clapped together with a wet smack.
"Aahhng.... ahhk.... mmph....!"
"Hahk... hahk...."
Her breathing turned ragged, and moans started tearing out of my own throat to match.
"Mmph... I'm gonna come."
The climax was already rushing up the length of my cock. Coming this fast — the fact that I was taking her somewhere that wasn't a bed, somewhere we could be caught, had my cock swelling with it, filling up.
"Nngh... hhk...!"
Her thighs shuddered. Her body was already burning, and my cock was stoking that fire even hotter.
"Hahk... hhk...!"
The load climbing my cock started spilling into her in thick, heavy pulses. Dense ropes of it punched deep into her pussy.
Her nails, locked around my wrist, bit hard into my skin.
"Hhk....!"
"Nngh....!"
A raw, broken sound tore out of both of us at once, and her whole body shook. If she thrashed even a little harder, the sensor light would have kicked on.
And then, right as the two of us were riding that electric, shuddering peak — a sound from downstairs. The sound of someone moving.
A click.
The strange, sudden noise froze us both, our bodies still trembling. The sound of a door opening. And the door it came from was hers.
What the fuck...?
"Mmph....!"
She went rigid, her breath catching in her throat. The last drops were still pulsing out of my cock — still standing stiff inside her — filling her pussy to the brim.