The Wife's Threesome Initiation (2)
Jang-woo’s thick cock began to rub wetly between my wife’s spread pussy lips, the slick friction filling the room.
“Hngh…!”
Seung-yeon’s eyes were already squeezed shut, her face twisted in a tight grimace. Her flushed cheeks and tightly pressed lips told me exactly what state she was in.
Squelch… squelch… slide… slide…
Every time Jang-woo’s glans dragged across her folds, that lewd wet sound echoed through the room. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he watched her.
“Hoo…”
“Haaah…”
I imagined that thick shaft sinking into her—how those bulging blue veins would churn inside her cunt—and blood surged hot and fast into my own cock.
“Hoo… look at that pussy fluttering open… hurry up and put it in.”
Suh-hyuk urged Jang-woo on. Just moments ago he had been fucking Seung-yeon’s mouth; now he stood off to the side, fist clenched around his own throbbing cock, waiting like a hyena for his turn at the prey. He was simply waiting for Jang-woo to spear her open.
“Hnnngh…!”
“Hoo…”
Every time Jang-woo’s cock stirred against her, my wife’s defenseless body shuddered. Clear fluid was already leaking from her; his glans slipped halfway in and out, teasing the entrance again and again.
Gulp…
This was the most tense moment of all. Jang-woo must have waited for this just as long as I had. He had put real effort into claiming my wife’s body.
For some reason it reminded me of our own first time. I had been just as nervous then…
And now my wife was one breath away from mixing her body with another man.
“Hnn… ahk!”
“Eup…!”
It caught.
At last Jang-woo’s thick cock pushed into Seung-yeon’s pussy. Once her cunt started swallowing him, it gripped tight and refused to let go—like a ship going under.
With a long, wet slide, Jang-woo’s shaft was sucked deeper. When half of that massive thing was inside, Seung-yeon seemed to struggle; her hands clamped hard around his arms.
Jang-woo’s face twisted under the squeeze of her walls.
I know that feeling. How tight she is.
My wife’s pussy was different from other women’s. The way her folds clung and wrapped around a cock, the firm grip that came from her taut ass and natural body—it was exquisite.
Only I had ever known that taste. How tight she was, how chewy and springy her cunt felt—only I had known.
“Haaah…! It’s… it’s too big!”
“Haa…”
Rough breaths spilled from her half-open lips. Every nerve in her body was focused on the cock splitting her open.
Squelch… squelch…
In the end she clamped one hand over her own mouth. Jang-woo’s cock kept driving deeper into the half-filled space of her pussy.
Clench…
His shaft filled her perfectly, stretching her walls to the limit. For several long seconds they simply stayed locked together, feeling each other’s bodies.
Seung-yeon’s arms wound around Jang-woo’s shoulders; he buried his face against the nape of her neck. Hot breath against her skin made her whole body tremble.
Fuck… that has to feel so fucking good.
For a second I felt jealous of the pleasure Jang-woo must be tasting. Even though I was the husband, the sight of another man taking my wife was strangely, intensely arousing.
Is this okay? Are we really doing this because we want it?
Watching Jang-woo actually fuck her, I felt calmer than I had a moment ago.
The question of whether we should fall this far, whether this much corruption was all right, had tormented me for so long. But everything had already happened. The arrow had already flown and pierced both our hearts.
The husband and wife who existed before this moment would vanish into history. Only the true couple—Kim Jin-woo and Oh Seung-yeon—would be reborn here.
Surely…
She would still have only me.
Seung-yeon turned her face away, trying to hide her burning cheeks, and a deep, involuntary moan escaped her lips. She kept her eyes tightly shut, arms locked around the man on top of her, as if she could not bear to look my way.
Slide…
“Haa…!”
Jang-woo’s hips began to rock slowly; rough moans tore from my wife’s throat. That thick cock, so big it barely looked like it belonged to the same race, plowed deep into her pink flesh.
It was ridiculously huge.
My own stiff cock felt a little embarrassed by comparison, but that didn’t matter right now.
Squelch… squelch… shlick… squelch…
Jang-woo pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back into her crotch with force.
Thud… thud… thud…!
“Ahk… haa…!”
Every time his cock speared her, lewd cries spilled from her open mouth.
This was not the face she made when she took me.
Two taut bodies in their twenties—his gym-honed physique and her firm, perfect curves—made me want to freeze the scene in a photograph.
Thud… thud… thud…!
With her legs spread wide, Seung-yeon could barely keep her mind together under the piston. Only a few minutes in and white fluid was already pouring from her pink pussy in thick strands.
Her creamy juices coated Jang-woo’s dark cock in a glistening sheen.
“Hoo… hoo…”
Jang-woo, too, seemed to be riding the edge of paradise from her grip; he fucked her with pure, raw hunger.
Slap… slap… slap!
From behind, the way he hammered her cunt looked almost like a sport. The steady rhythm of his cock driving into her was as natural and practiced as weight training.
Ah… so this is what it’s like.
Watching another man take my wife filled me with both fierce arousal and a strange, tender ache.
“Once everything is over, you will restore your original relationship.”
The words of my teacher and counselor, Lee Hwa-soo, came back to me. When I had confessed my anxiety and agitation, he had told me I would feel something real. He had forced me to choose a clear path: stop now and regret it later, or fall boldly and protect our bond through the corruption. The heavy responsibility and the sweet reward, he said, would both be mine alone.
Yes… this is it.
The pleasure climbing my cock and the love for Seung-yeon blooming in my chest gave me an overwhelming sense of achievement.
Did she feel the same?
I wanted to know what was in my beloved wife’s heart. If she felt as I did, then this sudden trip had already succeeded.
In that case, had Jang-woo and Suh-hyuk actually helped us?
Earlier the burning sense of betrayal had made me want to smash their heads in; now it was different. They were nothing more than sex toys that would make the bond between my wife and me even stronger.
That’s right. Do better. Fuck her harder!
You fucking bastards…
The private pleasure and excitement only I could feel made clear precum drip steadily from the tip of my cock. All I wanted was to feel the orgasm rising from deep in my prostate as soon as possible.
Slowly… take it slow. We still have plenty of time.
Meanwhile Jang-woo’s thrusting grew faster. Still locked in the same position, arms tight around her, he had been pounding his cock into her pussy for more than ten solid minutes.
Thud!! Thud!!! Thud!!!
“Ahk… ahh… hngh!!”
Seung-yeon’s moans climbed higher and higher. Sweat already soaked Jang-woo’s back as he rode her.
So fucking lewd…
It looked like a scene straight out of a porn film; the tip of my cock burned. Jang-woo was ravaging her with nothing but raw stamina and physical power.
After watching so much technique-heavy sex, being overwhelmed by pure physicality was a different kind of pleasure entirely.
“Ahh… ahk…!”
Juices gushing from her pussy soaked the white sheets in long wet trails. When Seung-yeon’s hands clawed at his back, his sweat spread across her entire body.
Thud… thud… thud…!
“Hoo… I think I’m already close.”
“Haa… Jang-woo… hngh…!”
Her moans grew faster. Jang-woo straightened up and gripped her thighs hard. The thick cock buried inside her was displayed in full, raw view.
“Haa… haa…”
When he paused for a moment, Seung-yeon’s voice came out breathless. Her half-lidded pupils looked unfocused, almost melted.
Fuck… Seung-yeon, are you okay? Does it feel good for you too?
I wanted to ask. While she was being fucked by Jang-woo’s cock, was she thinking of me? Did she miss being filled by mine?
“Ahk…!”
After that brief rest, Jang-woo drove even deeper, seeking the end of her cunt. His thick shaft rode straight along her clenching walls until it was buried to the root, already slick and shiny with her juices.
“Haa…!”
Seung-yeon’s hands fisted the sheets.
Thud… thud… thud…!
“Ahk… ahhh… ahh…!”
Every time Jang-woo snapped his hips, her body rocked forward and back. Her full breasts bounced heavily with each thrust.
“Hoo… I’m really about to come.”
Thud… thud… thud…!
“Hnn… haa…!”
Jang-woo’s face twisted as he hammered into her.
Was that the signal?
Suddenly he opened his eyes and searched for me. Our gazes met. Thick red veins stood out in his eyes, clouded with raw lust.
What… what does he want?
Those deep, heavy pupils were saying something to me.
Thud… thud… thud…!
“Haa…! Ahk…!”
Under Jang-woo’s relentless fucking, Seung-yeon’s ass began to tremble violently.