Cum-Covered Wife (2)
"Give me your face."
"Mmnh..."
"Hah..."
Jang-woo worked his massive cock back and forth in a rapid stroke. He sounded close—his voice thick with the heat of it, right on the edge of coming.
"Hah..."
I was breathing hard myself, feeling the climax climb up through my own cock.
God... how long had it been since I'd felt this? Something was surging up fast from my groin.
But what the hell was that bastard about to do?
Still kneeling up on the bed, Jang-woo gripped his shaft and slowly angled it toward my wife. Her face was flushed a deep red; her pink nipples stood stiff atop her bare breasts. And the scrap of panties that barely covered her full, ripe ass had been tugged halfway down at his request. She was giving him what he wanted—white cleft of her ass fully exposed.
Fuck... this is sick.
Looking at her like that twisted something ugly in me. The woman who had only ever spread her legs for me was baring her breasts and half-dropping her panties for another man. The shock of it hit hard. But the rush of arousal flooding my cock made it impossible to stop them. I couldn't be sure, but I thought I was starting to understand why I was hard.
"Hah—!"
Jang-woo's hand sped up. The muscles in his back jumped and flexed. My beloved wife watched the raw, shameless display of him with a steady gaze.
What was she thinking right now? Waiting for this to be over? Or...
For a second I remembered her panties, growing wet under his massage. She had never gotten that wet with me. The tight, dry drag of her cunt around my cock had always been familiar.
I didn't know why, but a sense of betrayal cut through me. She could get that wet for another man's hands. Why hadn't I known?
"Hoo... I'm really about to come. Lift your ass higher."
His deep voice was thick with filthy excitement. Those thick arm muscles pistoned his cock in a blur.
"Haa..."
My wife obeyed, pushing her hips back and looking at him. The panties barely covering her sex had slipped so far down that her pink flesh was about to show.
I stroked myself faster at the sight of her. My cockhead was already slick with precome, gleaming under the light.
Squelch... squelch...
The wet, heavy sound of Jang-woo's huge cock filled the room. He and the wife I loved were locked entirely into what they were doing.
"Hngh—! Hah—!"
At the final crest, his hand whipped in a frenzy. The split of his ass clenched and released, over and over.
"Hah—! Haa."
With the breath he let out, thick ropes of cum sprayed from his cock. Jang-woo pressed that fat shaft right against my beloved wife's face and started to come.
No... no—!
I watched her face get painted in his semen. Heavy drops of Jang-woo's cum began to spatter down onto her flushed cheeks.
"Hah..."
Hot breath spilled from between her red lips. His cum forced its way into her open mouth as well.
"Hngh—!"
"Hahng—!"
Hot cries tore from both of them at once. Jang-woo kept pumping his fist, dumping an enormous load all over the face of the woman I loved.
You fucking bastard—!
Curses rose in my throat, but my body was already drowning in pleasure. Matching the rhythm of his strokes, my own cock began to spurt.
"Hngh..."
The sight of cum landing on my wife's face sent a savage rush through me. That refined, pure woman was moaning with another man's semen all over her.
My mind went white. The load that had climbed my shaft shot past the head and spattered onto the floor.
"Hnnngh..."
I barely held back the sound. How long had it been? In that long-denied peak of pleasure, my cock poured out an absurd amount of cum.
Squelch... squelch...
Saliva seemed to pool and spill from the corner of my open mouth. An excitement I had no words for still flooded my body.
The climax held for a few seconds more. After the last drop was spent, my body started to shake.
"Haa... haa..."
Rough, unstoppable breathing tore out of me.
Hoo... fuck...
I wanted to spit a raw, moaning curse right out of my mouth.
It had taken so long. A man who hadn't come once in more than half a year. A husband who had always had to hang his head in front of his wife—alive again.
And it had been this easy...
Tears threatened for no good reason. I wanted to show this to the wife I loved—but this was no moment for that conversation.
Right in front of me she was still wearing a full load of cum on her face, lost in that filthy atmosphere. Eyes closed, she endured the thick streaks of semen sliding down her cheeks.
"Hoo... ha... fuck..."
A thick groan and a curse spilled from Jang-woo. He still held his half-hard cock, staring at her face. The muscles of his ass twitched with the aftershocks.
"Whew... give me a tissue."
I don't know how much time passed. When his cum started dripping off her face and soaking the bed, her mouth finally opened.
Her voice was trembling.
"Stay like that a little longer. You're too beautiful."
Looking at her face, Jang-woo rubbed his still-twitching cock against her lips.
"Mmph... what are you doing?"
Eyes still shut, she tried to push the cock off her mouth. A moment later he was rubbing that fat head against her lips again.
"Hoo... so filthy. Was I the only one being dirty?"
"I don't know... just give me a tissue already."
Even after he'd finished, Jang-woo was still defiling my wife. Blinded by his cum, her red lips parted under the drag of his thick cockhead.
"Mmph... I'm seriously going to get mad."
She couldn't take any more; her voice rose.
"Heh. Fine. Here."
Sensing she was about to snap, Jang-woo handed her a tissue from beside the bed. She started wiping the thick mess of semen off her face.
Seung-yeon...
As the afterglow drained away, reason came back. I had never once come on her face. I had never even come in her mouth. And today she had taken another man's load all over her face.
But... why had I reacted like that?
The second those thick ropes from his huge cock covered her face, I had felt a lust I couldn't hold back. And the cum that had seemed locked forever inside me had exploded up my shaft like a fountain.
Fuck. What the hell is wrong with me?
I wanted to understand exactly what was happening to me, but there was no time to think.
"I'm going to go wash up."
Having wiped her face with a towel, my wife slowly rose. Her skin still shone with the remnants of Jang-woo's cum.
"Keep today's... a secret."
"A secret?"
"Yes... today was like an accident."
She clearly had no intention of telling me the truth.
"All right. I'll keep it secret. But treat me the way you used to."
"I don't know... the one thing I'm sure of is that nothing like today will happen again."
Her voice shook. She was drawing a line with Jang-woo, as if the whole thing had been pure chance.
"Heh... you never know."
Her attitude seemed to nick his pride. A mean little smile touched his face.
"I'm going to wash up."
She rose slowly from the bed. Her full breasts swayed with the motion.
Ah, fuck... I'm screwed.
I snatched up tissues and scrubbed at the cum I'd sprayed across the floor. I'd shot so much I couldn't wipe it all in time.
No. This can't happen...
Any second now my wife and Jang-woo would catch me cleaning up my own mess. I hadn't even pulled my underwear back up.
"Hold on a second."
As she stepped off the bed, Jang-woo's arm snagged her.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Hah..."
"Mmph—!"
He yanked her in by the arm—and his mouth crashed down on her soft lips.
"Mmph... wh-what are you..."
Ignoring the sounds she made, Jang-woo shoved his tongue into her mouth.
Her hands grabbed his thick arms and tried to push him off. It was useless.
"Mmph... st-stop..."
While his mouth claimed my wife, I finished wiping the cum off the floor and hauled my underwear up.
You piece of shit. Just wait.
The last thing I saw before I left was his tongue working her lips. Then I was gone.
Back in the room, Soo-hyuk was still sprawled out where he'd been snoring. He wasn't snoring now. I carefully stepped around his sprawled body and lay down on the bed.
No sound came from the living room yet. Was she still in there with him?
Had they stopped at the kiss...?
In the last second before I left, I thought I'd seen her hands—the ones that had been trying to push him away—close around his arms instead.
Trying to stop him?
Or...
Or...?