Animal Cafe (6)
Squelch—squelch—
“Hng…! Hii…!”
Every time I shook my hips and slammed my cock in, a moan burst from Joo Seoyoon's lips. I pulled her body close, slipping my hand through the hole in her ass. The inside of her clothes, warmed by her body heat, was thick with moisture. But that only made it better. The dampness made her skin cling to my fingers with every touch, the sensation incredibly smooth and inviting.
“Nng! D-don't touch my belly…”
“Why not.”
“It's embarrassing… woof…”
Embarrassing? She didn't have much fat to grab onto… well, not none, but almost. And even then, it was so firm and springy—how could she be embarrassed about that?
“Do you work out regularly?”
“Hng… n-no, I d-don't… nng! Why…?”
At my question about exercise, Joo Seoyoon turned to look at me with anxious eyes. Only then did I get a proper look at her face under the flipped-up hood. Her cheeks were flushed from her ragged breathing, making her look irresistibly fuckable. I reassured her in slightly exaggerated tones.
“Your body's so toned, I thought it was all muscle.”
“L-lies… woof.”
“Not lies.”
A little exaggeration, maybe. But regardless, I kept fondling her belly despite her protests.
“Eut…! Ihyeon…”
“Just a bit.”
One hand roamed her slight tummy pudge while the other grabbed her breast. Massive, as expected. I wondered what kind of guy her husband was, marrying a woman like this.
Leaving her this lonely is wild.
I'd never let someone like her wander around alone—I'd be too paranoid.
“Eut… ♥”
When I pinched her nipple between my fingers, Joo Seoyoon buried her face in the floor again.
“Why do you keep hiding your face.”
“H-head… woof… ♥”
“Suddenly pretending you can't talk?”
“Woof… ♥… hng… h-head… woof ♥”
“Jeez.”
With no choice, I thrust my hips a little rougher. No choice but to make her speak properly.
“I'll wait outside. Woof.”
Kim Minji, apparently done with her business, wiped her pussy with tissue and wet wipes as she stood. “I'll be out soon.”
“Take your time. Woof.”
Well…
She'd come for a quick one this time, but what if someone showed up for the full deal? I needed to be ready to finish fast anytime.
“Alright, hurry and wrap it up. Let's do it again later, noona.”
Squelch—squelch—
“Nngut… ♥… L-later…?”
“You wanna end it today?”
“Haoot…!”
No reply from her. Was today just a little deviation for her? If so, my goal was clear: make her unable to forget me. Unable to forget fucking me.
Squelch—squelch—
As I pounded her pussy, I slowly slid my hand down from her belly. That's why I love touching a woman's stomach. There's that saying—men like it because it's a strategic hub you can pivot up or down anytime.
“Heuk…!”
A bigger moan escaped Joo Seoyoon than before. My hand on her belly fat had pinched her clit.
Squelch—squelch—
Independent of pinching her clit, my hips kept moving. Her wrinkled, chewy pussy gripped me like a living onahole. I didn't think I could stop even if I wanted to.
“Feels good?”
“Hroot… ♥… G-good… aa… ♥”
“What?”
I asked again at her faint words mixed in her moans. She pulled her hood down even further and yelled,
“Good…! Heoot!”
“Me too, noona.”
“M-me too… hng…! Me too, good!”
Squelch—squelch—
Having gotten the response I wanted, I slowed my thrusting pace a bit. Instead, I drove deeper, pressing hard against her cervix when I felt it.
“Hiiiut! I-Ihyeon…!”
“What, noona.”
“Th-that, that's weird…! Heuk… ♥”
“What's weird.”
I echoed her words while slowly pulling out, then sliding back in. I savored every wrinkle filling her pussy, gradually stretching her out—like customizing her hole to fit my cock perfectly.
Squish—squelch—…
“Hroooot… ♥”
“Your husband's probably as deep as this.”
“H-head… woof… ♥”
As expected, no proper answer. But that's how I knew exactly what it meant.
Hot as fuck.
Gotta visit her place sometime. Wonder what common sense changes in a married woman's home.
“Guess I'll do what I want then.”
“Woof ♥”
“Gonna have to buy you a collar.”
For outside, a choker maybe? Red would be hot, but too suspicious.
“Woof ♥”
Joo Seoyoon was really barking like she'd forgotten human speech now. Instead of words, she shook her ass in protest when I stopped thrusting.
“Oh…”
“Heeang ♥”
And damn, it felt good. Her swaying hips made my cock sway inside her, a fresh kind of stimulation.
“Good girl.”
“Woof?”
She looked clueless about the praise. Didn't matter. I'd reward her my way.
I lifted one of her legs onto my shoulder without pulling out. One perk of a big dick—you can switch positions seamlessly.
“Woof? Ihyeon?”
“What.”
“What're you doing? Done?”
“Changing positions.”
“Positions…?”
No way…
Another common sense shift: sex is only doggy style.
“Mating has other positions too? Woof?”
Joo Seoyoon looked genuinely curious, like she'd forgotten we were fucking. Grinning, I replied,
“I'll show you.”
“Nng… it won't hurt, right?”
Why would it? Some positions hurt if you're inflexible, but most bring new pleasures. To prove it, I finished the shift. With her leg up on my shoulder, she naturally propped on her elbows—perfect form.
Sex is instinct, after all. Even if this position was new to her common sense, she nailed it.
Or maybe she's just talented?
Unlike doggy, this let me see her tits. The baggy full-body suit hid them now, though. Undressing mid-fuck felt off, and who knows what common sense stripping would trigger. Regrettable, but I'd savor her body like this.
“Ch-ch embarrassing… woof…”
“It's fine.”
Squelch—
I eased her with words as I thrust deep again. The pussy texture felt different from doggy—the wrinkles subtly shifted, like a whole new hole.
“Heeeut…!”
Plus, no barriers between us meant even deeper penetration. Despite root still outside, her soft cervix kissed my tip.
“I-Ihyeon… hurts…!”
“I'll go easy.”
I paused trying to push further at her pain cry. Her body wasn't developed yet. Someday she'd scream in ecstasy from rough pounding.
Squelch—squelch—
“Heuk… ♥… Hok… weird… feeling… ♥”
I rocked my hips rhythmically. Each thrust drew pleasure moans from her—like her cervix was a button triggering them.
Squelch—squelch—squelch—
“Heoot…! Hek! Het…! Ahng ♥”
I gripped her ass tight as she moaned nonstop. My hands sank into the plump, firm flesh.
Is this okay?
After a moment's hesitation, I swung my hand down.
Smack—!
“Hyaaat—!”
The wet slap of skin on skin echoed. Her aroused, slick ass begged for spanking like magic.
Smack—!
“Ah, hurts… ♥”
“Want me to stop?”
I asked confidently. Her pussy clenched harder with every smack. A pussy that couldn't lie like this—what about her marriage?
“Of course… hng… ♥”
“Of course?”
Squelch—
Her words cut off as I slammed deep. She'd complained of pain before, but now she took almost to the hilt, holding back pleasure instead.
Smack—!
“Hyang ♥”
One cheek glowed red—a mark lasting days. One her husband couldn't see.
“Won't be fucking your husband for a while.”
Squelch—
“Heuk… ♥”
How long did I spank and thrust? When a puddle of her juices formed on the floor, I spoke.
“Noona, gonna cum.”
“Woof ♥”
“Inside.”
Squelch—squelch—
“Good… ♥… mating… baby ♥”
She spat out her hidden wish. Baby—wanted to get pregnant? What then? Play secret daddy? Or ghost for her peaceful family?
“Think about it later.”
Deal with it if it happens. For now, flood her womb.
Spurt—spurt—
“Haaaoot— ♥”
My cock throbbed inside her pussy, pumping semen.
“Hroo… ♥”
She moaned sickly, lost in afterglow. Feeling her womb fill?
I pulled out slowly. Her sensitive walls scraped my freshly spent glans.
“Haang… ♥”
“Hoo…”
Her pussy gaped like an uncapped bottle, semen oozing out. Thick white ropes trailed down her thigh, soaking her clothes.
“That was good.”
“Haa… me too ♥”