My Human Toilet Teacher (2)
"Nngh....!"
Mi-kyeong's hands clenched the bedsheets, trembling. I drove my cock even deeper into her ass.
"Ah... it hurts...!"
I wanted her to understand, without the slightest room for doubt, who her body belonged to. I bore down and started working my cock in and out of her hole, feeling her sphincter grip and release around me.
"Hngh... s-stop...!"
"Stop what? We're just getting started. Hah...!"
Every time my cock carved a path between her plump ass cheeks, that soft flesh rippled and swayed. There was nothing left of the demure, proper woman she pretended to be. All that remained was a slut with her fat ass spread wide, moaning for a man years younger than herself.
"Mmph... mmph....!"
After a few more strokes she began to adjust to the rhythm. Blood surged into my cock, locked tight inside the vise of her ass.
"Ahhk....!"
I started pounding her asshole without mercy. Her heavy ass bounced and shuddered against the snap of my hips.
Fuck... it was so goddamn tight.
The squeeze was in a different league from her pussy, and the urge to come was already rushing up on me. I slowed my breathing and ran a hand down the smooth curve of her back.
She had given up completely, it seemed — upper body folded forward, eyes shut. The only thing leaving her lips was a hot, broken breath every time my cock punched into her hole.
"You like it? You like mine better?"
"Nngh... haa... haa..."
She was panting, savoring the cock buried in her ass.
"It's better with me, isn't it? Mine tastes better, right?"
A raw need to hear her admit it rose up in me from nowhere. I wanted to watch her come apart the way she had for Seongdae and Seongdae's father — those huge, helpless moans, right here in front of my eyes.
"Hngh... it hurts... it hurts..."
She just kept repeating that it hurt, even as she shoved her ass up higher to meet me.
"Nnh... fuck..."
That filthy posture of hers sent something lurching up the length of my cock. My thick shaft was glistening, working in and out of her pale, smooth hole.
"Ahhk...! Unh! Hngh!"
Ah, fuck it...
I seized her hips with both hands and started pistoning like a man possessed. My cock slammed forward and her ass clapped back against me, loud and wet. Before long the juices she was pouring out were running in streaks down the insides of her white thighs.
"Unh...! Hngh...!"
"Hah... hah...! Nngh...!"
The orgasm came on so hard my mind went white. Cum jetted from the head of my cock and started flooding her hole, pulse after pulse.
Throb... throb...
"Hngh....!"
Her thighs shuddered and clamped down around me even tighter.
"Unh....!"
The line of her waist and the heavy swell of her ass rippled and shook. I shoved in deeper still, forcing the last drop of cum into her ass.
"Ahhng.... nnh..!"
The moan that tore out of Mi-kyeong was obscene. The head of my cock was still buried deep in her asshole, twitching as it wrung out every last drop.
"Haa... fuck..."
The peak passed and a curse spilled out of me. I had planned to take my time with her today — to use her, to wreck her for hours — but I had come far sooner than I meant to.
That vise-tight asshole of hers had done me in.
"It hurts....!"
I eased my cock out of her ass. It sprang free slick and filthy, glazed with fluids I couldn't even identify.
"Mmh..."
A hot moan left her as my cum began to seep from between her ass cheeks, little by little. Spent from the pounding I had given her, she collapsed face-down on the bed. Between those pale, generous cheeks, her pussy was still twitching, open and wet.
Filthy fucking slut....
My cock throbbed, raw from the orgasm that had torn through me. I hadn't managed to satisfy her — but it felt as though I had delivered a punishment she had coming.
By finishing in her ass, I had made one thing perfectly clear: who her real sex partner was, and who was holding her leash.
Then the doorbell rang. Someone was knocking on the door of our motel room.
Who the hell is that?
I checked the time. The clock still read six. We weren't supposed to meet until seven — a full hour from now.
"Were you expecting someone?"
"Ah... no..."
Mi-kyeong looked just as lost as I felt. My cum was still leaking from her asshole in a slow, glistening trickle.
"Shh. Go see who it is."
I jerked my chin toward the door. She pushed herself up, and those heavy breasts swayed with the motion.
"Who is it...?"
Her voice was shaking.
"I'm the seonsu you arranged to meet today."
"What?"
A man's voice answered from the other side of the door — a voice I knew. Mi-kyeong's eyes went wide and she stared at me. The look on her face was genuine. She had no idea what was happening.
Fuck... what the hell is going on?!
My mind went blank. Today's target had shown up a full hour earlier than I had planned.
The man at the door. Today's mark. Seongdae.
"J-just a moment!"
She was panicking, frozen in place. The hair she had tied up so neatly was a wreck, and beneath her rumpled clothes those heavy breasts and that filthy, well-used pussy were still on full display.
"Wh-what do we do?!"
She hissed the question at me. Not that I had any brilliant answer. If Seongdae found me here, the whole plan was finished — and I would be in for a beating I did not want to think about.
"Get your clothes on first."
She followed the order and started with her panties. My cum would still have been hanging from her asshole in sticky strands.
Focus. Focus!
They say you can walk into a tiger's den and still make it out alive if you keep your head. I dragged my underwear and pants up over a cock still glazed with her juices, then snatched my shoes from the entryway.
I had to hide...!
Seongdae's presence was right there on the other side of the door.
Son of a bitch. What was so urgent he had to show up this early? Useless piece of shit, as always.
I scanned the room for somewhere to disappear. A wardrobe standing beside the bed caught my eye.
"I'll be in there. Whatever you do, don't let him open that door."
"What?"
I whispered it fast and slipped into the wardrobe. The space was so tight the air jammed in my throat, but I clenched my jaw and held it. If Seongdae found me in here, it was over. Truly over.
"Haa..."
I heard Mi-kyeong let out a long breath. Her face was still flushed a deep, telltale red.
"Hey. We meet again."
Seongdae's voice slithered in, smooth and sleazy. He had arrived earlier than expected, but this was it — the operation was live. All Mi-kyeong had to do now was hit record on her phone, the way we had planned.
"Ah... yes. You're early?"
"Yeah. Didn't have anything else going on. Figured I'd come wait."
"Ah...."
"Why are you sweating so much, though?"
"It's so hot in here... I was doing some exercise."
"In here?"
Through the crack in the wardrobe door, Mi-kyeong's face was burning. She had managed to pull her clothes more or less into place, but there was still far too much she hadn't cleaned up.
Worst of all, the traces of the cum that had run down from her asshole were smeared across her body in places she hadn't even noticed.
Seongdae's questions were throwing her completely.
Get it together, Mi-kyeong!
"Were you doing it alone?"
Seongdae asked it with a dirty little smile.
"Pardon? Doing what alone?"
"I'm asking if you were in here getting yourself off. The bed's a wreck..."
She couldn't answer. A word like that — masturbate — was something that proper mouth of hers simply refused to form.
"You turned on?"
Seongdae drifted closer. He was tall, thick with muscle, and when he came to stand beside her she had to tip her head back to look at him.
Something like a tremor passed across her face. I was sure of it.
This filthy slut... turn on the recording already!
The mission I had given her had clearly evaporated from her mind. One shock after another had left her unable to think at all.
"No."
"Come on~ you're turned on."
"Nnh...!"
Seongdae's big, rough hands closed on her shoulders and steered her toward the bed. Her body folded into him, pulled in close.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
Her voice shook with panic. Seongdae sat down on the bed and lifted her onto his lap.
Then both hands crushed down on her breasts, mauling them.
"Mmh....!"
"Haa... they're so fucking huge."
"Please don't..."
"We're just getting started a little early. Your nipples are this hard. You're turned on and you know it."
"Hngh.....!"
Seongdae shoved a hand inside her bra and rolled the nipple standing up from that heavy breast between his fingers.
"Nngh....!"
Fuck. I'll have to do it myself.
The original plan had been to record her having sex with Seongdae and use it to blackmail him. But Mi-kyeong was gone — she was in no state to carry out anything.
As his fingers worked her nipple, a thick moan slipped from her mouth.
"Aaahng... s-stop...!"
She was telling him no. Meanwhile her thighs were slowly falling open.
I eased my phone out as carefully as I could and slid it into the crack of the wardrobe door. Then I pressed down on the record button.
Fuck....
A sharp, unmistakable electronic chime rang out from the phone in my hand.