Heart or Body? Making a Slave (6)
Her thighs trembled around the cock buried inside her.
"Haa...."
In that instant I knew something had gone wrong. It was the exact moment my cock, sunk deep in the pink flesh of her pussy, was spilling out the last drops of cum.
A lock clicked. Who the hell was coming out at this hour?
The sound of her front door opening carried through the stairwell. Past midnight, someone was leaving her house.
Fuck... we're screwed...
I froze with my cock still buried in her cunt, then lifted the hand gripping her hip and clamped it over her parted lips.
"Mmph... mmph...."
The last of those hot moans still spilled from her mouth.
Shh! Please... if you make a sound we're finished...
The door slammed shut, and she pressed down hard on my arm. If anyone saw us like this, she was finished too.
A sensor light clicked on downstairs. Through the gaps in the railing, a man was standing there, crouched down tying his shoelaces. If he lifted his head and looked up, he would see her face — moaning, impaled on my cock.
Please... please... just leave!
I prayed he would walk straight out of the building. Who the hell was coming out this late?
He finished with his laces and slowly stood. Those broad shoulders, that massive frame — even from a distance I knew exactly who it was.
The one who had just turned our blood to ice was her son. The same woman moaning on my cock. It was Seongdae.
"Nngh....!"
That was when it happened. A moan burst past the palm I had barely clamped over her mouth. Maybe it was the electric jolt of my cum leaking back out of her pussy.
This is bad...!
The sound she made rang through the silent stairwell. Seongdae, standing on the floor below, had definitely heard it.
Fuck... we're really screwed.
My body registered the danger before my mind did. I yanked my still-stiff cock out of her cunt. It sprang free, strings of my cum and her juices hanging from the tip.
"Get dressed. Hurry."
I whispered it low against her ear, then slipped up the stairs and hid. My groin was still bare, my thick cock standing fully erect.
Fuck... what the hell am I doing.
"Who's there...?"
Seongdae's voice rose from below. He had realized someone was there; I could hear him moving.
The woman I loved quickly dragged up the panties and dolphin pants still hooked around her legs.
"Who is it?"
His voice came out of the dark. He was already at the landing right beneath us.
The sensor light clicked on the moment she moved. The woman I loved stood fully illuminated. Fortunately she had pulled her panties and shorts back into place and tugged her top down.
"Mom...?"
She stood at the top of the stairs. Seongdae looked up from below. Seeing her planted there out of nowhere, he cocked his head.
"Mom. What are you doing up there?"
"Ah...."
Her cheeks were still flushed as she looked down at her own son. Cum would still be leaking, slick and wet, from the pussy my cock had just been buried in. White semen was seeping out between her thighs.
"Mom. I asked what you're doing."
"Ah... Seongdae? Why are you out?"
"No. Mom... what's going on on the stairs?"
"Ah. I was just coming down after checking on Dongho..."
The woman I loved — her voice was shaking. She was just as rattled by the sudden turn as I was.
Please...
If Seongdae came up and turned his head to the right, he would find me hiding on the upper flight — no underwear, an eight-inch cock standing at full attention.
Just imagining what he would do if he saw me made my blood run cold.
"Ah. I'm heading out to meet a friend."
"At this hour?"
I didn't need him to say who. The only person who could summon him this late at night was Suyeon.
"Ah... yeah. A friend said something urgent came up."
Now it was Seongdae's voice that grew quieter. Judging by his demeanor, he was on his way to a client. Right now he wasn't Suyeon's boyfriend. He was just a seonsu being called out on a sex-work gig.
"Urgent? What kind of urgent...?"
My cum was still running down her thighs. If Seongdae looked at her closely, he would see something unmistakably obscene.
Fuck... this timing is the worst...
My swollen cock was still twitching, lingering in the afterglow.
"Yeah. Something like that. I'll just step out for a bit."
"Is it because of your girlfriend?"
"Huh? Girlfriend? No. I'm late, Mom. I'll be right back."
"Seongdae, wait...!"
Before she could finish, he walked straight out of the building. Her expression darkened in an instant.
"Haa...."
She crouched down right there and buried her face against her thighs. Because of that worthless son of hers, the woman I loved was hurting.
I tucked my still-twitching cock back into my pants, sat down beside her, and stroked her back.
Just hold on a little longer. I'll take such good care of you that you'll be able to forget a son like that.
The words I had been holding in my heart nearly spilled out. The men who only made her sad and exhausted weren't just poison to her — they were poison to us.
Seeing her like this didn't sit well with me either. The only option was to get those men away from her as fast as possible.
"What am I going to do... our Seongdae..."
She looked at me as if the weight of it was too much, her voice small. Her big eyes were already welling up.
"Just hold on a little longer. It's not time yet."
All I could do was rub her back.
"I booked it for seven tonight..."
Inside a motel room tucked in a corner of the neighborhood, the woman in front of me spoke in a trembling voice. She was dressed quite neatly, though she was shaking — a white dress shirt, a black office skirt that came to the knees. The woman whose ample chest showed through the shirt was Mi-kyeong.
"Did you do everything we prepared?"
I confirmed the plan with her one more time.
"Yeah...."
"Good. Keep getting ready."
"This is the last time. You have to keep your promise."
Her words made a curse rise in my throat. Let me say it again — I was the one doing her a favor. I wanted to draw a hard line: this wasn't a deal, it was an order.
"Fine. But it has to succeed."
Still... making this operation work came first. I could swallow my petty anger as many times as it took until we succeeded.
After that electrifying sex on the stairs with the woman I loved, she had broken down crying for several minutes. Her pink pussy still full of my cum, she wept thinking of her son.
She said it tormented her that she couldn't escape Suyeon's clutches. For the first time in my life I had watched someone I loved in pain, and the fact that I could do nothing for her felt wretched.
And for the next few days I couldn't see her. She had come down with a bad cold and spent days in bed.
Even to my texts checking on her, that was all she ever sent back.
Fuck....
Once she got sick on top of everything, I grew even more impatient. I decided to move the plan up.
"I got a text. The reservation's confirmed."
"You're sure?"
"Yeah..."
"Good work."
I praised her for getting the first stage of the operation done cleanly.
"Are you nervous?"
"Yeah... no..."
Her voice was shaking. She looked different from when she had seduced Seongdae's father. Right now she was every inch a proper married woman, a schoolteacher through and through.
Through the gaps in her shirt I could see the swell of her breasts, threatening to burst free. Looking at those full, white tits, I felt the blood rush to my crotch.
The clock said we still had two hours.
I slowly slid my hand between the buttons of her shirt.
"Nngh... what are you doing..."
She flinched for a moment, then started to yield to my touch.
For a second I remembered the thick moans she had made on Seongdae's cock. Her panting face, the filthy sounds of sex filling her throat — it had been intensely stimulating.
That fucking bitch....
It was a completely different reaction from when she had sex with me. Some wet, nameless sense of defeat made me squeeze her breast harder.
"Nngh... that hurts..."
A coquettish little whimper slipped from her mouth.
"Don't..."
"Stay still."
I popped the buttons of her shirt one by one. Her full breasts came into view. At least a D-cup, her tits rose and fell with her shallow breathing.
"Stop it...."
"Move your hands."
I pushed her hands off her chest and unhooked her black bra.
With a soft snap the clasp came undone, and her ample breasts bounced free, swaying.
"Haa...."
Fuck... those tits alone could kill a man.
"I said stop."
"Shut up. Fuck..."
A curse slipped out of me. Her constant whining was getting on my nerves. She stared at me with startled eyes.
"Wh... what did you just say?"
"I said shut up."
"How can you talk to me like that?"
"Hoo... want me to tell your family?"
The moment her family left my mouth, she went silent. Her big eyes trembled.
"So I said be quiet."
I spread my palm and clamped it over her still-whining mouth. With my other hand I started roughly kneading her swaying breasts. I could feel her nipples growing stiff under my fingers.
"Nngh....!"
When I touched her nipples, a faint moan escaped Mi-kyeong.
Wake up, Mi-kyeong. I'm not your student. You're just my sex partner.
No... you're nothing but a cum dump for me.