The Girls at Uncle's House (3)
“Haahm.”
My teasing touch drew a soft moan from Eunhye as she twisted her body. Her pussy was beautiful. The room was too dark to see clearly, but I remembered from the club—the outer lips a soft pink, the inner folds an even softer, delicate shade of pale rose.
I dragged my tongue up her length once more, then pushed it deep inside her.
Schlurp.
Eunhye’s hips jerked, her body answering the pleasure without words. She clapped a hand over her mouth to keep any sound from escaping, but the muffled noises still slipped free.
“Fhhup. Fhh-hhup.”
Her pussy clenched and released in waves, sending fresh slick down to meet my tongue. I opened wide, covering her completely, stretching my tongue as far as it would go and burying it inside her. The ridges of her walls came through vividly against the tip. My tongue, already coated and slippery with her juices, slid and churned through her heat.
Slurp. Schlurp.
Eunhye rocked her hips and waist even as she kept glancing toward the open doorway; her back rose and fell in quick, nervous lifts. When I licked her long and slow, I found her clit already swollen. I spread her open with my fingers and flicked the hard little bud with the tip of my tongue.
“Haahm. Oppa… fhh-up.”
Her hips jerked in spasms. Both thighs clamped around my head. She was still trying to smother every sound, yet her body refused to stay still; she was frantic with it. Just like at the club, it was obvious Eunhye had plenty of experience with men.
I kept driving my tongue into her. Filthy wetness and spit dripped from my chin and tickled my jaw.
“Oppa. Hurry. Do it…”
She grabbed my hair and kept pulling me upward. The moans she tried to swallow were spilling out louder and louder. This was the moment to push inside her.
I climbed over her body. Her pretty breasts squashed soft and warm against my chest. The second I was on top of her, her impatient hands seized my cock and yanked it straight toward the space between her thighs. She was so desperate she kept tugging before I could even settle into place.
“Oppa. Faster. Come on… haang.”
There was nothing innocent left in Eunhye. Only a female in heat, desperate to get my cock into her pussy as fast as possible. The head of my cock brushed through her coarse pubic hair and finally lined up perfectly with her entrance. I put my weight behind it and drove straight in.
Squelch.
“Haaang.”
A satisfied moan left her as she locked both legs around my waist, determined never to let me slip free.
Squelch. Squish-squelch.
My hips began to rise and fall in a slow, steady rhythm. Thick, greedy sounds spilled from the walls that gripped my cock so tightly.
“Eunhye, does it feel good now?”
“Yeah. But the door’s open… I’m a little nervous.”
Even as she said it, she kept rolling her pelvis to match my rhythm, trying to take me deeper. The wet slap of our bodies and the moans leaking from her mouth filled the room and drifted out into the living room. What if Uncle saw? What if Younger Aunt walked in? The frantic thoughts circled, but the sight of Eunhye trembling with pleasure beneath me wiped every one of them away at once.
Slick kept seeping from her pussy, soaking the sheets more and more. Her long hair swayed across the mattress with every thrust. She was still forcing her mouth shut, yet moans kept escaping, so I covered her lips with mine.
Fhh-hhup.
Her tongue slid into my mouth and brought the moan with it. The sound rolled between us until we both swallowed it down.
Smack. Soft wet kisses…
While I kissed her, I put more and more weight into every downward stroke of my hips. Inside her thin T-shirt her breasts bounced and swayed, constantly inviting my hands.
I shoved my hand under the fabric and seized one soft, pretty breast. Another moan traveled from her mouth into mine on a warm breath. The springy flesh rolled under my palm; her nipple kept teasing my skin.
“Oppa. Harder. Ahh-ut. More.”
My cock was already bigger than most, yet Eunhye kept begging for stronger, rougher sex as if she still needed more. Remembering how she had come on a club table in front of her friends, screaming with pleasure, I could roughly guess how many men she had already taken to bed.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud
I put my full weight behind every thrust, driving into her again and again. Sometimes when I bottomed out and the folds of her walls dragged with a wet crunch, her whole body arched like a shrimp.
“Oppa. Haahm. My belly feels so itchy inside. Hahhng.”
It felt like I was reaching her womb; her lower stomach kept contracting and twitching. Every time my cock plunged deeper and pulled back, the legs wrapped around my waist lost strength and her thighs fell open. Pleasure had stolen the power from her entire body.
“Haht. Haht.”
Eunhye lay with her legs spread wide, head thrown back, moaning as if she were sobbing. She no longer cared if the sound carried; her mouth hung open and she made no effort to close it. I covered that open mouth with my hand. With my hips freer, I pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back in with even more force.
Thud-thud-thud
“Haahm. Oppa. It feels so good. Kahh-hhk.”
The hard piston motion kept shoving her body up the bed. She was so lost in the dizzying pleasure that she clenched around my cock again and again. The higher her excitement climbed, the more she raked and pulled at my back.
“What if Uncle sees us?”
“I don’t care. Haahm. My pussy’s going crazier than that. Haang.”
A true slut’s answer. My hips moved even harder, giving her exactly what she wanted. Our pelvises met with wet, sticky sounds. When the moans escaping past my hand grew louder still, a fierce rush of pleasure shot through me and gathered in my cock.
“Eunhye. Oppa’s gonna cum.”
“Yeah. Cum deep. Haang.”
Thud-thud-thud
After a few more brutal thrusts, my cum exploded inside her pussy.
Bbbllrrt. Bbbllrt. Brrrllrt.
I pressed my hips down with everything I had, pumping every drop as deep as it would go. Her pelvis jerked and shuddered as if the load had reached her womb. The arms locked around my back tightened hard, then went slack and dropped onto the mattress.
“Hauk. Hauk.”
I collapsed on top of her limp body. Her soft breasts pillowed my face. They rose and fell while she fought to steady her rough breathing. Her pussy kept squeezing my cock of its own accord, completely beyond her control. I wanted to fall asleep still buried inside her. The situation would not allow it.
I glanced toward the living room; nothing moved. When I pulled out, a thick mixture of cum and slick poured onto the sheets in a long, sticky trail. Cleanup was the problem. The bed was soaked with our sweat and juices.
“Eunhye, the whole thing’s wet. What do we do?”
“It’s fine, Oppa. There are clean sheets in the wardrobe.”
We pulled our clothes on roughly. I opened the single-door wardrobe in her room and took out a fresh set. We remade the bed neatly and shoved the ruined sheets underneath.
“I’ll wash these later.”
“Okay.”
I kissed her. For a long time we traded soft, then rough strokes of tongue, as if the idea that she was my cousin had already vanished completely.
My throat was dry, so I stepped out of the room. The cool air of the living room soothed my overheated face; only then did I realize how hot the bedroom had become. I opened the refrigerator. Side-dish containers and ingredients were arranged with neat care. Uncle must have been quietly envious of Younger Aunt’s housekeeping skills.
I took out a bottle of water and twisted the cap.
Gulp. Gulp.
“Hah. Cold.”
The chill ran clearly down my throat and into my stomach. The heat left by sex with Eunhye cooled almost at once.
Then I heard voices. Not really talking—more like whispering. I opened my ears and moved quietly toward the sound.
The master bedroom?
It was not loud, but the voices were definitely coming from there. Were Uncle and Younger Aunt talking? Whispering like that?
I pressed my ear gently to the door.
“Honey, what if the kids wake up?”
“It’s fine. They’re all asleep.”
Younger Aunt and Uncle. I started to back away toward my room, then curiosity won and I put my ear to the door again.
“Come here. Let me look at my wife’s body.”
“Oh my. Ahh. You’re pulling my clothes like that.”
“Damn. Your figure’s still the best.”
“You barely come home and only get sweet when you want this.”
“Come closer. I’ll book you a business-class seat on the Hong Kong flight.”
“Haang. I don’t know…”
They were about to have sex. Listening in on something like this was rude. I pulled my ear away and turned.
“E-Eunhye.”
“Shh.”
I had no idea when she had appeared, but Eunhye stood right behind me with a finger pressed to her lips.
“I wasn’t trying to listen. I was just passing by.”
“It’s okay, Oppa. Mom and Dad are having sex right now, aren’t they?”
She wrinkled her nose as if it were nothing special, already certain of the answer. I nodded.
“Oppa, don’t you want to watch?”
“Watch what?”
“Mom and Dad having sex.”
Had I heard her right? My head spun for a second. Even for someone as sex-obsessed as Eunhye, spying on her own parents—and inviting her cousin to watch with her?
“It’s fine. This door’s broken. If you push, it opens without a sound.”
“Still… watching that…”
“Oppa, it’s okay. From the bed you can’t see this door at all.”
That much was true. The angle from the bed to the door was awkward; even if you cracked it open a little, no one inside would notice. I knew that for a fact—Younger Aunt and I had used this very room not long ago.
“Oppa… the truth is, I’ve been watching them in secret for a while now.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Even before I ever had a boyfriend I used to watch Mom and Dad. I never understood why Mom looked like she liked it so much… until I started having sex with my boyfriend. Then I got it.”
Something heavy seemed to strike the inside of my skull; my vision flashed white for an instant. Every question about why Eunhye was so obsessed with sex suddenly made sense. Even after she became an adult she had stayed so innocent she never understood her friends’ dirty jokes. Then she started spying on her parents. After seeing those filthy scenes over and over, the first explosive pleasure she felt with a boyfriend burned itself into her. She could never forget it, so she kept craving men. That was why her sense of sex was a little different from everyone else’s.
“Oppa, do you want to watch? Mom and Dad having sex?”