The Thrill of an Outdoor Threesome (4)
As if he had been waiting for this exact moment, Jang-woo drove his thick cock deep into my wife's pussy. Parting the folds of her cunt, the thick shaft pushed into the pale flesh of her ass and began to produce wet, squelching sounds.
"Haa... mmph... haa..."
No one was covering her mouth, yet the wife I loved was still fighting to hold back the moans that kept bursting free. Both of her hands braced against the bathroom wall, but they had already started to tremble under the weight of Jang-woo's body.
"Hoo... See? Doesn't it feel so much better when you're honest like this?"
"Hngh... Ah... It hurts too much. Slowly... put it in gently..."
"Where's the time for that? I've been holding back forever."
This was the most aroused I had ever seen Jang-woo. He gripped her slender waist and the curve of her hips hard and began pistoning even more fiercely.
Thud... squelch... thud... squelch...
The air inside the bathroom on that summer night had grown thick with humidity. Sweat already poured from both my wife and Jang-woo, leaving them sticky and slick against each other. Every time their bodies collided and pressed together, the wet slap of sweat echoed through the entire bathroom.
"Haa... Ahk...!"
Thud... thud... thud...!
Anyone could see how solid Jang-woo's massive muscles were; every time they flexed, my wife's bare breasts—she had already stripped off her T-shirt—swayed heavily back and forth.
Squelch... thud... squelch... thud...
"Hnnngh... Ah... nngh..."
After several minutes of Jang-woo's relentless thrusting, my wife's body was growing hotter and hotter. And as Seung-yeon's excitement climbed higher, my own cock swelled even harder.
Ah... I can't hold it anymore.
Because of the way my cock refused to get hard on command, even the simple sensation of an erection felt precious. A strong voice inside me insisted this was wrong, yet I still crumbled under the pleasure surging through me.
Sss...
I slipped a hand into my underwear and found my cock standing harder than it ever had. Watching my wife's closed-eyed expression, I began slowly stroking it as if Jang-woo's cock were my own.
Ah... hoo...
"Haa...!"
In the meantime Jang-woo forced her legs even wider apart. He adjusted his stance as if he were about to start a full-powered assault.
"Haa... This is so embarrassing..."
With her legs spread wider, Jang-woo would have a clear view of the pink flesh of her pussy nestled between her black pubic hair. How beautiful that glistening cunt looked, how sexy it was simply by existing—no one who had never seen it could possibly understand.
"Hnnngh...! Ahk... ahh..."
My wife's moans erupted again. Jang-woo's hips moved faster, slamming his cock hard into her crotch.
Thud...! Thud...! Thud...!
"Hngh... haa...!"
"Hold on. How about we switch?"
"Hoo... Hyung-nim... right now... hoo... it feels too good. Could you wait just a little longer?"
Right when Jang-woo's thrusting was at its fiercest, Lee Hwa-soo cut in. He was staring lewdly at the rear view of my wife with her legs spread wide.
"I said let's switch."
"Haa... hoo..."
Hwa-soo was firm. The way he spoke to Jang-woo left no room for compromise. Even more surprising was Jang-woo's reaction. The guy who flaunted those burly muscles and seemed afraid of no one stopped thrusting into my wife's pussy at a single decisive word from Hwa-soo.
"What? You don't want to?"
"Ah... No. It's not that I don't want to—it's just too delicious. Hoo..."
"And so?"
"Ah... It's not that... Haha. Sorry, Hyung-nim. I got so crazy over her pussy that I lost my mind for a second."
Jang-woo tried to laugh it off with that good-natured grin of his. It was a side of him I could never have imagined—like someone who had a weakness held over him.
"All right. I can take a turn then?"
"Of course, Hyung-nim. Come on. I've got her nice and warm for you. Haha."
"Haa... haa..."
In the meantime my wife, who had been catching her breath, slowly pushed herself up. Beneath the tennis skirt hiked up to her waist, her ripe, full ass was flushed red from Jang-woo's pounding, and the juices dripping down her thighs glittered under the moonlight.
"How is it? The moment Seung-yeon's fantasy comes true. Satisfying?"
"Haa... Yes... It feels... strange."
"We came all the way out here tonight just for Seung-yeon. Did we force you into this?"
"No..."
"Then who wanted it?"
".....I did."
Hoo...
Listening to the exchange between Hwa-soo and my wife, I felt semen thrashing inside my cock, ready to spill. Hwa-soo's skill at drawing out the true feelings of the woman I loved excited me more than anything else. I hated admitting it... but only through Hwa-soo's mouth could I ever learn what my wife really felt.
"Then be more proactive for us. We can't keep leading you forever, can we?"
"Yes...?"
"The picture Seung-yeon imagined. The fantasies you had every night while you forced out moans under your husband. Show us that."
"Ah... No. Sex with my husband was good too. Don't say things like that... where Jin-woo isn't here..."
"Then... could you do it with Jin-woo right here?"
"Ah... That's not it either..."
"Just as Seung-yeon said, we're a little different from Jin-woo. If you want men like us, shouldn't you show us something in return?"
"Yes...? Show you what?"
"If I tell you, will you follow along?"
In that instant Hwa-soo's eyes flashed. My wife, who until moments ago had been moaning around Jang-woo's cock, was already beginning to sway under Hwa-soo's words.
"First let's finish what we started. Put one leg up on the toilet."
"Haa...!"
Hwa-soo shoved his pants down. A cock every bit as hard as Jang-woo's slowly came into view—veins standing out blue along the shaft. No matter how many times I saw it, it was an enviable piece of equipment for any man.
Hwa-soo lifted one of my wife's white legs—already slick with her juices—and set it on the toilet. With her legs spread like that, her pussy was exposed even more completely.
Seung-yeon immediately dropped a hand to cover her sex. But the black pubic hair peeking between her pale fingers only made her look more lewd.
"Move it."
Looking intrigued, Hwa-soo approached slowly. His hand slid between her white inner thighs and tightly gripped one plump cheek of her ass.
He seized her lower body as if he were about to throw her in a judo match. My wife, experiencing this position for the first time, wore a shy expression mixed with surprise.
"Why are you shaking so much?"
"Haa... I don't know..."
Then Hwa-soo brought his fully erect cock to the front of her crotch. The hard, swollen head slowly wiped across the mound of her pussy. A wet friction sound slipped out, thick with lewdness.
"Hngh..."
My wife's moan burst free at once. Hwa-soo's hand moved smoothly, finishing the preparations for entry.
"Haa...!"
"Hoo..."
Angled from below, the head of his cock began to push in very slowly. Her sex made wet, squelching friction sounds as the juices that had been waiting started to flow again.
"Ah... It's too deep...!"
"Hoo... Doing it pressed this close feels even better."
"Haa... The feeling is... strange."
My wife and Hwa-soo began to move their bodies slowly while still standing. Hwa-soo's solid ass muscles flexed as he gradually claimed the inside of her pussy.
Squelch... squelch...
Unlike Jang-woo's violent pounding, Hwa-soo savored the inside of her cunt with exquisite gentleness. As if determined to feel every single fold, his thrusts were sly and deliberate.
"Haa... ahk..."
If anything, Seung-yeon seemed even more aroused than before. Eyes closed, arms wrapped around Hwa-soo's back, a mysterious pleasure rose on her face every time his cock filled her completely.
And... her husband was just as aroused. The base of my prostate had been tingling for a long time. Pre-cum already hung from the tip of my cock like cheese, begging the rest of the semen to spill out at any moment.
"A little more... harder... faster, please."
"Hoo... That's it. Be more honest."
A lewd request for more spilled from my wife's mouth. With Jang-woo she had been passively fucked; with Hwa-soo she seemed more natural, as if she wanted to take the lead herself.
"Want me to go deeper?"
"Haa... Yes... haa...!"
The moment she gave permission, Hwa-soo lifted his hips more fiercely, as if he had been waiting. His already large cock was packed tight inside her narrow hole.
"Hngh... ahk... haa...!"
My wife's moans erupted. The white thigh resting on the toilet trembled violently.
"You're dripping."
"Haa...! Ah... That's because of you, Hwa-soo."
"Hoo... Do you like the position?"
"Yes... It feels like it's going even deeper..."
Thud... thud...!
Hwa-soo's thrusts stirring her pussy hole grew faster and faster. Before long both of his hands were gripping her ass cheeks and spreading them wide.
"Hngh...!"
Embarrassed, my wife slapped at his back. With her pussy spread open like that, the sight of Hwa-soo's cock plunging into her became even more explicit.
"Ah... Are you already feeling it?"
"Ahk... hngh... Yes... I feel like I'm going to cum already..."
"I didn't expect you to heat up this fast. Watching you feel it like that makes me want to cum too."
Thud... thud... thud...!
"Turn around."
"Haa... haa..."
Hwa-soo lowered her leg and spun her around. He made her grip the back of the toilet and pull her ass out even farther.
"Hngh..."
She stuck her ass out farther than she had for Jang-woo. Now the juices pouring from her pale buttocks shone almost like a waterfall, streaming between her thighs.
"Haa... haa..."
Right after, Hwa-soo's cock rubbed against the entrance of her pussy. White foam she had left behind was smeared thickly over the head of his cock as well.
"Ahk!"
"Hoo..."
As Hwa-soo's cock slid in smoothly, my wife's body lurched forward again.
Thud... thud... thud...!
"Haa... ugh...! Hngh...!"
Immediately Hwa-soo began pounding her hard. My wife covered her mouth with one hand, barely containing the moans that kept bursting free.
"Mmph... hnn...!"
"Hoo... hoo..."
Thud...! Thud...! Squelch... squelch...
Their moans climbed higher. Every time he slammed into her pussy, Hwa-soo's ass muscles flexed as if he were about to spill his semen at any second.
"Haa... ahk...! Ah... I'm going to cum!"
In the end a scream like a death cry tore from my wife's lips as she could no longer hold back.