Cum-Covered Wife (4)
“Haaah.....”
“Schlick.....”
The moment I pressed my tongue to her pussy, a sweet yet musky scent coiled around my nose. Blowing hot breath into her sex made her lower body start to squirm and twist.
“Haaah... Honey...”
Familiar moans spilled from her lips. It had been so long since I’d buried my tongue in the folds of her pussy. Ever since the erectile dysfunction set in, even sharing a bed with her had become a burden.
I could have pleasured her plenty with my hands....
But I couldn’t stand to see the disappointment on her face, so I pretended not to notice what I was still capable of. My already shattered pride had made me avoid even that intimacy with her.
“Schlick... Slurp.... Lick....”
Reaching back into distant memories, I began lapping at her pussy. Gripping her thighs tightly, I worked the angle she loved most, gently circling her entrance and clit.
“Haahk....!”
My beloved wife bit down hard on her lip, holding back her moans. Just last night she’d been shaking her tits while getting massaged by Jang-woo, but under my caresses she was the demure lady once more.
The chaste, elegant Seung-yeon. The way she endured even her husband’s tongue was the wife I knew. She’d blush and get shy when undressing, never easily taking my cock into her mouth.
But... but why...
Cumming on her face had been unthinkable. Through dating and marriage, I’d known she’d hate it, so I’d never even tried.
“Heup....!”
Her face flushed bright red. In that instant, the image of her taking Jang-woo’s thick load flashed through my mind.
Drip... drip...
The semen spurting from Jang-woo’s cock, sliding down her face and into her lips... Even when I’d finally convinced her to give me a blowjob, she’d hated me cumming in her mouth.
“Haaah....!”
That thought put more force into my tongue. What had made her so submissive? One thing was certain: the more aroused she got, the more it turned me on watching her.
Fuck...
Normally I wouldn’t even have watched that scene.
No... I wouldn’t have followed her to the gym in the first place.
That’s how indifferent I’d been to my wife. Using work busyness as an excuse, fatigue as an excuse, I’d paid zero attention to her daily life.
Had she been lonely...?
A flicker of pity for her rose, but I shook my head. I still loved her too much to rationalize what she’d done.
“Haaah... Honey... Stop now...”
As I licked her pussy relentlessly, she grabbed a fistful of my hair. Her words told me to stop, but her hands pulled my head harder against her sex.
“Lick... Slurp...”
Breathing hot air into her pussy made her waist arch like a bow. My beloved wife’s cunt was already overflowing with juices, soaking the sheets. Had she always gotten this wet...?
“Hooo...”
I pulled my mouth away slightly and looked up at her. My lips were already glistening with the juices she’d gushed.
Looking down from above, she looked quite lewd. Flushed face, head thrown back, her white skin already blooming with heat.
“Haaah... Honey...”
Coquettish moans leaked from her lips. Today of all days, I couldn’t disappoint her. I wanted nothing more than to thrust my rock-hard cock into her right then, but my crotch remained still.
I slid my index finger into her already thoroughly soaked pussy.
Schlick....
“Haang....!”
The wet friction sounds mixed with her moans. Her juices coated my finger as it was easily sucked in.
“Haaah... Honey. Stop...”
Embarrassed, she met my eyes. But I could see the lust hidden in those big pupils. Her eyes were trembling. It was the same look from last night, drowning in moans.
I couldn’t forget how her eyes had trembled the first time she saw Jang-woo’s cock.
While I was at it, I pushed my middle finger into her folds as well. Slick... my fingers slid in, and she covered her mouth with one hand.
“Heup....!”
As her pussy filled tightly around my fingers, her thighs started twitching with spasms. She’d trembled like that even when my cock was inside her.
What if something thicker went in...?
Watching her get aroused sparked another lewd fantasy. Suddenly the thick cock I’d seen in the shower room came to mind. Jang-woo’s thick, sturdy dick that looked twice as thick as mine. I understood her shock seeing that after my ordinary package.
Even as a man, it looked huge...
If she’d given in to Jang-woo’s temptation...
I imagined that thick cock sliding into my wife’s pussy. Jang-woo’s dick plunging deep into her pink folds. Her juices clinging thickly to his cock, soaking the bed.
“Aang....! Heuk....!”
My fingers probing her pussy gained force. As if my fingers were Jang-woo’s cock, I pushed them even deeper into her.
“Haahk.....!”
Her waist arched further back. From the deep gasps of my wife, I could feel how aroused she was.
Watching her lips part, I slowly began pumping my fingers in and out.
Schlick... schlick...
My fingers repeatedly entered and withdrew from my wife’s pussy, her pink insides fully exposed. Before I knew it, her hands were on her own breasts.
Her fingers rested on those plump, rising tits and began circling her stiffly erect nipples. Matching the wet friction sounds, her fingers twisted her nipples.
“Hmm....!”
“Hoo... Honey. You’re so dirty.”
A genuine gasp of admiration escaped me. The way she twisted her nipples clockwise looked just like some actress in a film.
“Heung... Don’t say that... Heup...!”
She spoke as if embarrassed, but her hands didn’t stop. I adjusted the sensitivity of my fingers exploring her pussy too. Making it smoother, slicker, careful so she wouldn’t feel any pain.
Schlick... schlick...
Ah... I want to fuck her right now.
If my cock were working, I’d have cum deep inside her pussy. No, like Jang-woo who’d painted her face thick, I’d have scattered my marks all over her body.
“Haaah.... Haa....”
She was starting to heat up with moans. Just from my fingers, the way she was feeling pleasure looked so incredibly lewd.
She’d been wanting this so much...
Had I ever seen her this aroused? Only now was I realizing how precious the sex with her that I’d taken for granted after marriage really was.
“Honey. Does it feel good?”
“Haang.... My body feels weird...”
Her hand drifted toward her own pussy. My fingers were already thrusting in and out of her cunt, but she seemed to want even stronger stimulation.
“Haahk....!”
Now she started circling her clit with her own fingers. Her clit, already stiff and protruding from the wet folds of her pussy, began to be rubbed by her fingers.
“Heung....!”
Fierce moans burst from her pure, elegant face. Her pussy was twitching as if a vibrator had been pressed against it.
“Haahk... Haaah...!”
“Hooo... Feel good?”
As she started rubbing her clit, my fingers pumped even faster inside her pussy.
Schlick... schlick....!
Intense wet sounds filled the room, and she rubbed her sex even harder as if I weren’t even there. The shame had already vanished from her face.
As if she were alone in this space, as if I didn’t exist, she moaned in pleasure.
“Haang... Feels good...”
“Good? How much?”
“Heup....! A lot...”
Fuck...
Lewd moans kept spilling from her lips one after another. Her hand rubbing her pussy was getting faster.
“Haahk....! Honey... I think I’m gonna cum...!”
“Hooo... Heup....!”
My own breathing grew strained for no reason. My fingers racing inside her pussy were already soaked with her juices.
Seeing her so lost in pleasure and arousal brought a pointless guilt. Had I ever once driven her to climax like this?
A woman who got this easily aroused...
“Haang... Honey...!”
Her plump thighs began convulsing rapidly. Her waist arched like a bow, head thrown back.
“Haaah... Haahk... Haeup...!”
Her fingers vibrated even faster. The hot moans bursting from her lips suddenly stopped.
“Haaeuu.... Honey....!”
My beloved wife let out a single scream, drowning in her moans. I’d never once seen my wife this aroused.