Park XX's Confession 14 (Finale)
Honestly, Father, I was every bit as startled by Manager Park's sudden aggression as my wife was.
What in the world was he thinking?
Did it never even cross his mind that she might wake up?
Amazingly enough, it seemed Manager Park couldn't have cared less about any of that.
To think that such a side of him had been lurking inside a man who had always been so timid—I could only be astonished.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
From the very first stroke, Manager Park drove his cock into my wife's pussy at full power, without the slightest attempt at pacing himself.
Before long one of his hands was clamped on her hip while the other had already seized one of her breasts.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
He pounded her so hard that her body was gradually shoved toward the back of the sofa. In the end she was trapped between Manager Park and the sofa back, unable to move an inch, forced to take every thrust of his cock.
"Haahng..."
A moan slipped out of her before she could stop it; startled, she hurriedly clamped a hand over her mouth.
Yet for all that hypocritical little gesture, the juices pouring from her pussy had already soaked Manager Park's cock all the way down to the base. His shaft glistened like a sausage coated in white cream foam.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Every time he drove into her, that wet, sticky sound rang through the living room—loud as someone slapping her ass with a sopping towel.
In fact the sound of the fucking was louder than her moans. And yet all she did was keep her hand pressed over the mouth that kept trying to cry out; she showed not the slightest intention of pulling Manager Park's cock out of her pussy.
The more he pounded her, the slicker her hole became, and Manager Park only buried himself deeper, churning and stuffing her full.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Haaaang..."
She bit down on her lip and fought desperately to hold back the moans leaking out of her.
That was when it happened.
Manager Park suddenly stopped his piston thrusts and pressed himself tightly against her back—cock still buried inside her, of course.
Plastered against her from behind, he swept her hair to one side and began gently teasing the delicate lobe of her ear with his tongue.
She hunched her shoulders and gave a little twist of her head.
Manager Park paid no attention and went right on licking and nipping at her earlobe, while at the same time giving his hips a subtle rock so that the cock lodged inside her pussy rolled from side to side.
Every time that thick shaft stuffed full of her moved, her toes curled and her hips gave a little jolt. No doubt, without even realizing it, she was clenching her asshole so hard that she was squeezing Manager Park's cock tight with her pussy.
"Khh..."
Manager Park let out a low groan at the sudden grip of her cunt.
Aroused, he licked every inch of her nape and the hair behind her ear, then put his lips right against her ear and began to whisper something.
At first his voice was so soft I could barely catch it.
I frantically turned the home-cam volume all the way up and strained to hear every sound coming through my phone screen.
This is what Manager Park was saying into her ear:
"I know you're awake. You wanted me from the start, didn't you?"
My wife squeezed her eyes shut and gave no answer at all.
"Answer me."
He gave his hips a light shift, stirring the cock he had driven deep inside her.
"Hnnngh..."
The pressure of his cock against her walls forced a moan out of her before she could stop it. Even so she only bit her lip harder and refused to open her mouth.
"Say it. I'm right, aren't I? You wanted me so bad you came out here from the beginning wearing nothing but leggings and no panties. Right?"
Manager Park kept pressing her, rolling his cock inside her pussy to pile on the pressure.
"Hnnngh..."
She kept her eyes squeezed shut, as if she would rather die than admit a single word of what he was saying.
Apparently finding her stubbornness adorable, Manager Park let out a soft snicker.
"Cute. Fine—keep playing dead, then. Makes no difference to me."
He grinned and gave her breast a hard, squeezing grab.
"Aah..."
She frowned and gave a little twist of her body. Amused by the reaction, Manager Park wore a mischievous look as he gently rubbed the stiff peak of her nipple with his fingertips.
"Hnnngh..."
The stimulation to her nipple made her squirm and thrash like a puppy that needed to pee.
Manager Park wet his fingers with spit and caressed the nipple carefully—then suddenly pinched it and twisted hard.
"Aaaah..."
The sharp jolt made her whole body flinch.
Fired up, Manager Park bit and licked the nape of her neck, then pressed his face close against her cheek and whispered:
"Stick out your tongue."
She still kept her eyes shut tight and gave no response.
"Tsk. Not going to listen?"
His tone turned into the scolding voice of a man correcting a naughty child.
"Do as I say while I'm still asking nicely. Or should I wake your husband?"
The moment the word "husband" left Manager Park's mouth, my wife jolted as if she had been stung.
"I'm not joking. I really can go wake him. You were the one who came on to me first, after all. I've got nothing to be ashamed of."
His threat clearly left her torn. Even I could tell he wasn't bluffing; he looked ready to march straight into the bedroom where I was lying at any second.
"Stick out your tongue."
Manager Park repeated the command in that same imperious tone.
After a brief hesitation she parted her lips and let just the tip of her tongue peek out.
"Tsk. Longer."
At his order she reluctantly pushed her tongue out farther.
That face of hers, eyes closed, tongue stretched long and exposed.
"Even your tongue looks fuckable."
Manager Park licked his lips once, then began sucking on her tongue exactly as if he were sucking a lollipop.
Slurp... sluuurp...
She kept her tongue obediently extended so he could suck it properly.
"Move it a little. Don't you ever kiss your husband?"
He seemed thoroughly displeased that she was simply leaving her tongue limp.
"Tsk. Want me to go wake him?"
Under the relentless pressure the hesitant woman slowly began to move her tongue.
"That's it. Just like that."
Manager Park savored the wet, soft feel of her tongue to his heart's content, playing with it greedily.
Sluuurp... slurp... slurp...
At first she was cautious, but little by little she grew bolder, until finally she was actively sucking on Manager Park's tongue in return.
That face of my wife, eyes closed, sucking another man's tongue.
I never knew she had a side like that...
The desperate, hungry look on her face is still burned into my mind.
After kissing her for a long while, Manager Park seemed to find the side-lying position awkward. He scooped her up in one motion and set her down astride him.
In an instant their positions became cowgirl. My wife, apparently too embarrassed to look at him, covered her face with both hands.
Manager Park brushed her hands away and said:
"Why hide a pretty face like that?"
She didn't cover her face again, but she kept her head turned slightly aside and her eyes still shut, as if the shame were too much.
Manager Park gave a short laugh and shoved his cock deep into her pussy once more.
"Haaaang..."
The sudden thick pressure made her arch her back and moan.
Still keeping his cock buried to the hilt without moving, Manager Park said:
"Spit in my mouth."
All of a sudden he looked up at her and opened his mouth wide.
The demand clearly flustered her.
"What? You've never done this with your husband?"
She kept both eyes squeezed shut and gave a tiny nod.
"Is that so? Then this is the perfect time to try it."
Mouth still open, he jerked his chin at her, telling her to hurry up and spit.
After a moment of hesitation she cracked her eyes open a slit, looked down at Manager Park waiting with his mouth open, and whispered:
"...This... this has to stay an absolute secret from my husband."
"I got it, so just spit already."
Still reluctant, she worked her mouth, gathering saliva.
"That's it, good girl. Now spit it into me."
She carefully lowered her head and let the spit drop into Manager Park's open mouth.
Her clear, thick saliva slid right in. Manager Park smacked his lips, savoring the taste of her spit.
"Even your spit tastes good."
Aroused, he pulled her down and kissed her hard again.
Sluuurp... sluuurp...
While he kissed her he began slowly thrusting his cock into her pussy once more.
"Hnnngh..."
Even the tiniest movement of that thick shaft made her cry out in helpless pleasure. And once again Manager Park abandoned any thought of pace and began slamming into her at full power.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
The white cream pouring out of her pussy soaked not only the shaft of his cock but his balls as well, so that every thrust produced a truly outrageous wet noise.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
The louder the fucking got, the louder her moans became.
"Haaaaang..."
Hand still pressed over her mouth, she whispered in a pleading tone:
"Go easy... I hate it when it makes noise..."
"That's on you. Then don't drip pussy juice all over me."
She had no answer to that.
Manager Park only fucked her harder, as if mocking her, and she had no choice but to keep her hand over her mouth and try to swallow the moans that kept bursting free.
After pounding her in cowgirl for a long while, Manager Park changed positions.
He made her kneel like a dog and push her ass out as far as it would go.
Between the cheeks of her ass her swollen pussy lips were completely exposed, and that pussy was a glistening mess of milky white cream.
Unable to hold back any longer, Manager Park shoved his cock into her and began fucking her from behind.
"Hnnnngh..."
Just the act of being filled was enough to make her hips shudder and a moan spill out of her.
He gripped both of her hips and started driving into her in earnest.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Every rear thrust made her breasts bounce and sway wildly. Manager Park reached around, seized them hard, and kept right on pounding her.
"Mmph... mmph..."
Her face looked almost ready to cry as she fought to hold back the sounds.
Then, without warning, Manager Park grabbed a fistful of her hair with one hand and yanked it back.
"Aah..."
He pulled so hard her head was forced all the way back.
Still holding her by the hair, he spoke into her ear:
"What? Does it hurt? Want me to stop?"
With her head bent fully backward and her mouth hanging open, she still never once told him to stop.
"I knew it. I'll fuck you even harder, then."
Manager Park took a real grip on her hair and began slamming into her for real.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Mmph... mmph... mmph..."
Every time he paused between thrusts, her whole body trembled as the pleasure rolled through her. I swear I had never once seen my wife that aroused.
After fucking her doggy-style for a long stretch, Manager Park suddenly gave her ass a couple of light smacks and said:
"Stand up."
Keeping his cock still buried inside her, he awkwardly helped her to her feet.
The two of them ended up standing half-crouched beside the sofa, still locked together.
What on earth was he planning?
I couldn't begin to guess his intention.
Then Manager Park started walking her forward—cock still buried deep in her pussy the entire time.
Step by awkward, matching step, the place they were heading was none other than the bedroom where I lay.
My wife twisted in shock and cried:
"W-what are you doing?"
Manager Park twisted her arm and stopped her from turning around.
"Tsk. Just stay still."
With his cock still plugged into her, she was completely trapped—unable to move either way.
Was he seriously about to walk into the bedroom?
His sudden move had cold sweat running down my back as well.
Fortunately, Manager Park stopped right in front of the tightly closed bedroom door.
"Please, don't do this."
"Why not? The thrill's half the fun, isn't it?"
He gently pressed her against the bedroom door and began thrusting into her again.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Both hands braced against the door, she poured every ounce of willpower into swallowing her moans as she pleaded:
"Please... just finish already."
"Then make it hotter so I can come faster."
At his words she slowly began to roll her hips.
The moment she started moving, Manager Park stopped thrusting and simply stood there at his ease, letting her do the work.
She rose onto the balls of her feet and squeezed his cock hard with her pussy.
"Haah..."
Manager Park let out a low groan. She whispered desperately:
"Please... just be quiet..."
That reaction brought the playful side of him roaring back. He raised a hand and pretended he was about to knock on the bedroom door.
She nearly burst into tears as she begged:
"D-don't. Please... I'm begging you."
"Okay, okay."
Grinning, Manager Park seized the nape of her neck and started pounding her again.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
He fucked her even harder, as if he wanted the man sleeping inside the bedroom—me—to hear every single thrust.
"Hnnnngh..."
She couldn't hold it any longer; her mouth fell open and the moans poured out freely. All that talk of wanting quiet only moments earlier might as well never have happened.
Excited by her reaction, Manager Park slipped one finger into her open mouth.
Still moaning, she sucked on his finger exactly as if she were sucking a cock, while at the same time rising high onto her toes so she could clamp down even harder around the shaft buried inside her.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Pounding her pussy like a man possessed, Manager Park whispered into her ear in a voice thick with heat:
"I—I'm gonna come."
Her face flushed scarlet, she panted and begged:
"You absolutely cannot come inside."
Khkh.
The instant he showed signs of climax she yanked his cock out of her pussy, dropped to her knees, and took him into her mouth.
Then she sucked greedily on the cock that was already spurting thick ropes of cum down her throat.
Khhhaaah.
The tight, wet heat of her mouth made Manager Park's whole body shudder. She wrapped one hand around his shaft and stroked him as well, milking every last drop of semen out of him.
And then, just as she had done with Deputy Oh, she gulped down the entire mouthful of Manager Park's cum.
The sight left Manager Park so stunned that the strength went out of his legs and he simply sank to the floor.
My wife even scooped up the cum that had leaked onto the corner of her lips with her finger and licked it clean.
Wearing a look of pure admiration, Manager Park leaned in as if to kiss her.
But she shoved him away and said:
"You should leave now."
The sudden coldness of her manner left Manager Park red-faced and awkward. It was understandable—her attitude had flipped one hundred and eighty degrees from the woman who had been completely at the mercy of his cock only moments before.
"You're not going? Shall I call the police?"
"Wh-what? No—yes."
Crushed by the ice in her voice, Manager Park hurriedly gathered his clothes, pulled them on, and fled the apartment as if escaping.
I don't know how much time passed after that.
The bedroom door slid open and my wife stepped inside.
I lay on my side on the bed, putting on the most convincing performance of deep sleep I could manage.
She sat on the edge of the mattress near my head and simply stared down at me for a long while as I pretended to sleep.
She must have showered; a clean, fragrant scent drifted from her body.
Then I felt her hand gently stroking my hair—an endlessly warm, loving touch.
After softly running her fingers through my hair for some time, she lay down behind me and wrapped her arms around me from behind.
She buried her face against the nape of my neck and whispered quietly:
"I love you... honey..."