My Wife's Sex Fantasy (2)
Squelch... squelch...
It was a sound I had never heard in my life. Not the friction of my wife's pussy, but the noise coming from her asshole.
That strange, filthy sound began to fill the room with a thick, wet resonance.
"Hnn... haah...!"
My wife, who had been panting harder and harder, slowly started to catch her breath after a few more thrusts.
Squelch... squelch...
Lee Hwa-soo's thick cock, veins standing out blue and purple along the shaft, began roughly pistoning in and out of that narrow tunnel.
"Aah... haah... haah..."
The rough breaths spilling from my wife's mouth. Before long, what poured between her red lips was not only ragged moans but thick strands of her own saliva.
She's even drooling...?
The elegant image of the Seung-yeon I loved flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern. Her in a white dress, low-heeled flats, leading me by the hand.
Her fluttering dress sparkled in the sunlight, beautifully lighting the curves of her silhouette.
That was the image I held of my beloved wife. Like a woman who could have been shooting a sports-drink commercial on some Greek island, demurely holding down her fluttering skirt as she walked... pure and proper.
It really had been that way...
Until she met Lee Hwa-soo, the wife I loved had been that kind of woman to me. Innocent, understated, clearer and more transparent than anyone...
"Ahh... haah... it's so... hard...!"
Squelch... thwack! Squelch... shlick!
"Hnn... ah... please!"
But the woman I loved standing before my eyes right now—what showed on that ugly face was nothing more than a lump of lust, moaning as she was skewered on another man's cock.
Thwack... thwack...!
Matching my wife's moans, Hwa-soo's hips snapped even harder. His rigidly erect cock drove back and forth through her asshole, producing a lewd sound completely different from the wet noise of fucking a pussy.
"Hoo... how does it feel? A little different...?"
He too was breathing harder than before. He had already skirted the edge of climax several times from the grip of her pussy. The pleasure he was feeling now as he claimed my wife's never-before-opened ass was written plainly across his face.
"Haah... haah... it's strange..."
"Is it? Just like you imagined?"
"Ah... but it hurts. I don't know if it's because it's my first time... or because you're so big, Hwa-soo..."
"Heh... it'll start feeling better and better."
"Ahh!... Really...?"
"Of course. Hup!"
"Ahh!"
Hwa-soo's hips began slamming hard into my wife's pussy—no, into her ass. Seung-yeon too seemed to feel pleasure rising over the pain; her body trembled as she let out carefully chosen moans.
"Hnn...!"
Thwack... thwack... thwack...!
Every time Hwa-soo's cock claimed her ass, my wife's breasts bounced on the bed. Her already stiff pink nipples dragged across the sheets, making soft, lewd friction sounds.
Thwack... thwack... thwack!
"Hnn... hnn... haah...!"
My wife's moans burst out roughly. The fantasy of the wife I loved was being fulfilled one by one by Lee Hwa-soo.
"But... why did you want to try this?"
As if reading my mind, Hwa-soo asked the very thing I was wondering. The muscles of his furious hips stood out even harder than before.
"Haah... I don't know... since I was little..."
Since she was little?
The words that came from my wife's mouth were more shocking than I expected.
"Maybe I saw it in some porn... or maybe I heard about it from friends..."
"About anal sex?"
"Yes... haah! That... doing it this way is different..."
"Then why have you never tried it?"
"Hnn... I never had the chance..."
She spoke shyly, yet she left out nothing in answer to Hwa-soo's questions. Before I knew it, even this kind of lewd conversation was flowing between them as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
If I had asked her... she would have pushed against my chest, saying it was embarrassing, that it was shameful. But Hwa-soo was skillfully drawing out the secrets of her heart.
"What about with Jin-woo?"
"Haah... with Jin-woo? That... wouldn't work..."
"Why not?"
"Jin-woo is..."
The moment my name came up, my wife's words trailed off. Sensing the opening, Hwa-soo gripped her waist tightly and drove his cock in even harder.
"Hnn...!"
"Why? Did Jin-woo refuse to do it for you?"
"Haah... hnn... no... Jin-woo would hate that I wanted something like this..."
She barely managed to spit the words out.
"Why?"
"Because Jin-woo is... a completely different kind of man from you, Hwa-soo."
"Different? I think Jin-woo could manage it just fine."
"Hnn... haah... no... that's because you don't know him. Jin-woo is... how should I put it... a different species from you, Hwa-soo?"
"A different species?"
"Ahh... it hurts so much... slower...!"
Fuck...
A different species. Above her violently pounded rear hole, her white ass was turning red as well.
Slap!
"Hnn...!"
Right on cue, Hwa-soo's large palm cracked hard across that white ass. Her cheeks, flushing red as if blood were rushing to them, began to tremble.
Fuck...
The words that left my wife's mouth twisted my mood far more foully than I expected.
A different species...
How did my wife see me? Leaving her one and only husband behind to offer her ass to Hwa-soo, a man of a different species...
Of course Hwa-soo and I differed a little in looks, ability, even the size of the thing we were born with.
But... that wasn't everything, was it? How many memories had she and I built together, only for her to spill this kind of talk to Hwa-soo instead of me?
My pure, elegant wife...
The Seung-yeon I loved hadn't simply craved another man's body.
She had carefully selected and chosen Lee Hwa-soo. She was never the kind of woman who would spread her legs out of pure lust.
Hwa-soo was... the apex predator people talk about, pure and simple.
My wife had merely been caught in his web and spread her legs. In truth, this was simply the natural order of things, an inevitable result.
If he set his mind to it... there didn't seem to be a single woman who wouldn't open her legs for him.
As that thought flooded in, the present moment began to feel like a traffic accident—something unavoidable that I could rationalize away.
"Haah... it feels strange..."
"It's starting to rise now."
"Hnn... ah... it feels like... water is filling up down there."
"Hoo... you're already this wet and dripping, and you think more can come out?"
"Hnn... hnn... ahh!"
"You filthy little slut..."
The curse that burst from Hwa-soo's mouth meant climax was approaching for him as well. At her words about her pussy filling with water, he began raising the pitch of his thrusts even higher.
Thwack... thwack! Thwack!
"Ahh... ah... hahk...!"
"Did you want to try this with me?"
"Hnn... haah..."
"Answer me. Did you want to give me your ass?"
"Hnn... saying things like that... is too dirty..."
Hwa-soo spat out crude words without hesitation. My wife was embarrassed, yet the flush on her face was impossible to hide.
"Answer!"
Slap!
"Ahh!"
As if punishing her, Hwa-soo began mercilessly slamming into her rear hole without restraint.
Thwack... thwack... thwack!
His heated, swollen cock and thick palm mercilessly pounded her buttocks from above and below.
"Hnn... hnn... please..."
Seung-yeon's body trembled. Accompanied by those wet, lewd sounds, her body began to burn hotter and hotter with pleasure.
"Ahh... haah... haah..."
My wife gasped for breath. Her full breasts swayed beautifully on the bed. Those tits, quivering as fast as an alarm clock, looked so ripe and tempting.
"Fucking slut... you're soaked."
Hwa-soo reached down and swiped across my wife's pussy. His palm filled with her juices, and a rough curse tore from his mouth.
"Hnn...! Ahh!"
Driven out of her mind by the fierce fucking, my wife had no room left to protest his insults. Even her large eyes were closed now.
Thwack... thwack... thwack!
Under Hwa-soo's thrusts, my wife's waist began to arch hard. With trembling hands she barely clung to the bedsheets. Hwa-soo gripped her curved waist and spread hips tightly so she couldn't escape and began hammering out his final strokes.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Squelch...
"Haah... haah... hnn!"
"Hoo... hoo..."
Ragged breathing burst from both of them at once. Hwa-soo's hands clamped hard around my wife's ass. Those reddened cheeks were crushed in his large palms.
"Ahh... hnn...!"
"Hoo... hoo... ah... it's coming."
"Haah... ahh...!"
"How about it? Want it outside?"
"Hnn... ah... no... why?"
She reacted violently to Hwa-soo's words. Since it wasn't her pussy, did she want him to come inside after all?
"Inside, then? Hah... hoo..."
"Y-yes... inside... do it... don't pull out!"
"Hnn... nn!"
"Haah... ahh... hnn...!"
Thwack... squelch... thwack... squelch...
"Ahhh.... haah...."
The strong moans she had been pouring out broke into irregular, almost breathless gasps.
Fuck...
I could tell sticky semen was spurting out from inside Hwa-soo's cock, swollen as large as it could get.
"Haah.... haah... ah..."
The fluid gushing from my wife's pussy stretched thick as cheese and dripped onto the bed.
And then... Hwa-soo's thick cock slowly withdrawing from my wife's rear hole...
Slither...
Gulp... gulp...
Thick semen clung lewdly to the tip of his glans.
Thwack...!
"Haah...!"
As if still unsatisfied, Hwa-soo's cock pushed back into my wife's pussy.
"Th-that place... no...!"
"Hoo..."
The cock that had just been buried in her ass was now shoved deep into her dripping pussy.
Which meant... half of Hwa-soo's semen was pouring straight into my wife's cunt.