For My Aroused Wife (1)
“Haa… honey…”
A gasp of pure admiration rose from my wife’s lips as she took in my cock, thick and rock-hard, standing fully erect for the first time in what felt like forever.
How long had it been since I’d shown her my shaft at full mast like this? I could feel the hot breath spilling from the mouth of the woman I loved.
“Grab it. Quick.”
I took her slender hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock.
“It’s so hot…”
Her face flushed crimson as she squeezed me tight in one fist.
“Hoo…”
I breathed a scorching sigh against the nape of her neck and slowly slid my hand inside her dress.
The moment her plump ass filled my palm, a soft moan slipped past her lips—she was heating up too.
“Haang… honey… still, not here…”
“Hoo… shh…!”
No one would come through the emergency stairwell of a building this old. Aside from the two of us, the place was utterly still.
I rested a hand on her shoulder and slowly pulled her body downward.
“Honey… what are you doing…”
My beloved’s face was already burning bright red.
“Do it… with your mouth.”
“What…?”
I didn’t know why, but I suddenly needed her to take me between her lips. Getting a blowjob from her during sex had never been easy.
She always found some excuse to refuse. But the two of us needed a different kind of stimulation now.
Slowly, she sank to her knees in front of my cock.
“Haang….”
“Eup…!”
Her soft lips closed around me with a wet little bite, and a jolt of pure electricity shot through my entire body.
Fuck… how long has it been?
The sight of my cock, stiff and proud, buried in her mouth made me want to dance right then and there.
How long had I waited for this moment? The private agony and torment I could never speak of to anyone was finally drawing to a close.
“Slurp… churp….”
My wife began awkwardly licking the shaft she held in her mouth. Even she—my demure, proper wife—looked as if she had almost no experience giving head.
She gripped my throbbing cock in one hand and extended her tongue, sweeping it gently along the length.
Looking down at her face, she was breathtaking. That pale complexion flushed scarlet, radiating pure sex—in this moment she was a complete seductress.
Her tongue worked slowly from the root upward, sending sharp, electric sparks straight up from beneath my prostate.
“Haa…. heup….”
Kneeling there, her dress gaped open enough to reveal the full swell of her breasts. For a second the faces of two other men flashed through my mind as they stared at those same tits.
The neighbor. The insurance agent.
What had my wife looked like through their eyes?
That pure, innocent face paired with the clothes she was wearing must have shocked them. They were probably home right now, jerking off to the memory of her.
The image of my wife standing bare—no panties, no bra—in front of those men only drove more blood surging into my cock.
“Eup…. heup…!”
I shoved myself deeper into her mouth. She started slapping at my thighs, choking.
“Ha-eup…!”
I began probing the soft interior of her mouth with the tip of my cockhead. Her brow furrowed in what looked like pain.
Why the resistance?
I remembered the face she made moaning around Managing Director Choi’s cock. Legs spread wide, black pubic hair and pink flesh on full display, pouring out thick, shameless moans.
Making that strained face after sucking me only a few times felt like an insult.
“Heung…. heuk…!”
I grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of her head and yanked her closer to my crotch. My cock, already rooting around inside her mouth, was brushing the very entrance of her throat.
“Kek… eup… hek…!”
At last my beloved wife started gagging. Her coughing echoed through the empty, silent stairwell.
“Heuk… eup…!”
“A-are you okay?”
I loosened my grip on her hair. She spat my cock out of her mouth. It sprang free, glistening and dripping with her saliva.
“Honey…! Heup… I thought I was going to suffocate…”
Tears already welled in her big, round eyes. That pure white skin, flushed scarlet, was driving me completely insane.
“Haa…. I’m so turned on.”
“Babe. This isn’t the place. Let’s just go home.”
“No. I can’t wait.”
Absolutely not. I needed to bury my cock inside her pussy right now. More than anything, I had zero confidence this erection would survive the trip home.
There was no telling when the fire in this rock-hard cock might suddenly die out again.
I pulled her to her feet—still flushed and burning—and turned her around. When I bent her forward, her bare ass rose high inside the dress, completely naked underneath.
“Haa….”
This time I was the one who dropped to my knees on the concrete. Her thick, meaty thighs filled my entire field of vision.
They must have seen everything.
Even a slight tilt of the head would have put her plump under-ass on full display.
“Hoo….”
I drew a deep breath and shoved my face up under her dress. As I closed in on her ass, a wave of heat washed over my face. Sweet saliva was already flooding my mouth.
“Oh my… babe!”
She flinched hard the moment she felt my burning face press against her and twisted around to look. Her expression screamed someone might see, someone might hear—she was frantically signaling me to stop.
“Heup…!”
Under the dress I drove my tongue straight into the soft cleft of her white ass. A scent I’d never smelled before—salty-sweet and raw—hit my nose.
“B-babe…!”
She tried to pull her hips away in shock, but my hands clamped brutally around her thighs and only tightened harder.
Today I’m doing whatever I want.
“W-what are you doing…!”
“Heup…! Stay still… slurp…!”
“Ha-euk…!”
My tongue rode the crack of her ass lower and lower, zeroing in on the center. The soft, yielding texture against the tip only pumped more blood into my cock.
“H-honey… stop…!”
She panted hot breaths and rocked her hips forward and back. Every time she twitched, her ass cheeks parted wider and my tongue simply sank deeper.
The rush of excitement was so intense I felt like I could cum any second. I had never once pushed my tongue inside her pussy before.
She was so obsessively hygienic that cunnilingus during married sex had always been pure fantasy.
But today she’d even given me a blowjob. For me, this was a blessed day.
“Really… stop… stop…!”
“Heup… slurp…. churp…. slurp…!”
Forcing her to go completely bare under the dress had been a stroke of genius. My tongue glided smoothly down the cleft and began caressing the pink, wet folds of her pussy.
Even the musky scent smelled intoxicating to me. Every time she squirmed her hips side to side in embarrassment, my head followed, driving my tongue even deeper.
“Heuu…! Heung…!”
Her pussy was already overflowing with juices that ran in white streaks down her pale thighs. The way her hole fluttered open the instant my tongue touched it was obscenely erotic.
“Haa…”
When I finally pulled my tongue free, her juices clung thick and sticky around my mouth.
I licked them off in one long swipe and brought my already rock-hard cock up against her ass…
Huh?
What the hell…
The cock that had been rigid and pointing at the ceiling only moments ago was slowly losing its erection.
Fuck. Why now?!
“Haa… honey.”
“Heung…!”
Sweet little breaths were still spilling from her lips. All that was left was to drive my vein-ridged cock into her pussy.
“Honey… I… it died…”
Her face was full of panic too. That flushed, heat-blossomed expression of hers.
Just a second ago she’d been pushing me away, but the moment she saw my cock go soft, clear disappointment settled over her features.
“Sorry….”
“No. It’s okay….”
She tugged the dress that had ridden up to her waist back down. Her ass, still red from my hands, trembled faintly.
This can’t happen…! It can’t end like this. I have to find a way.
The whole feast had been laid out; all I had to do was pick up the spoon. And now that spoon had melted into useless sludge.
I couldn’t leave my wife—already burning as hot as she could get—hanging like this. More than anything, it could deal a fatal blow to our marriage.
I needed a way to force blood back into my cock. Fast.
What could work…
What method…
Ah…!
“Honey. Come here for a second.”
“What is it…!”
“I’ve got a good idea. Can you help me?”
I looked into her eyes and began explaining the plan that had just formed. Thin streams of her juices were still slowly sliding down her thighs.