My Friend's Mom, Drenched in Sweat
The moment I stepped into the bedroom, a wave of stifling heat slammed into me. She hadn't even turned on the air conditioner, and the room was practically baking at heat-wave levels.
"...It's hard to even breathe in here."
"Y-yeah..."
So consumed by thoughts of sex that she'd forgotten the AC entirely, Auntie fanned herself with her hand, putting on a show of cooling down.
Sitting right beside her, I could feel the feverish heat radiating straight off her flushed body.
After being out and about all day in the sweltering weather, her skin glistened with the sweat that had been seeping out of her for hours. Sensing my gaze, she tried to cover herself with her arms — but she couldn't hide the beads of sweat clinging to her collarbones and the swell of her breasts.
"It's so hot... I've gotten a little sweaty..."
"It's fine."
There was a faint scent of sweat, but nothing unpleasant about it — if anything, the faintly musky fragrance only made it better. The kind of rich, heady smell that gets a man hard.
"Auntie. Why don't you lie down here? I'll give you a massage today."
"A m-massage? All of a sudden?"
She looked flustered, but she did as I told her and stretched out on the bed.
The word massage must have set her imagination running in a dirty direction — she swallowed hard. But contrary to whatever she was picturing, I simply took hold of her arm and worked the tight muscles with light, steady kneading.
For a moment her face fell, deflated by the unexpectedly ordinary massage — then her eyes went wide as a genuinely refreshing sensation started to sink in.
"What the... You're really good at this...?"
"I've been practicing."
Maybe it was the brutal heat, but her body was so slick with sweat that oil wasn't even necessary.
Looking at that gleaming flesh — almost vulgar in how it shone — I couldn't help swallowing. How the hell was this the body of a married woman in her forties? It looked as carefully maintained as a woman in her twenties, and yet those full, flared hips and that ass radiated the ripe, heavy allure of a mature woman.
"..."
I pressed into that tantalizing body, working out the knots in her muscles. Focusing on the massage, I could feel the skin under my palms growing hotter by the second.
Ordinary massage or not, it was still skin-on-skin contact between a man and a woman. Even without deliberate fondling, Auntie's body was naturally heating up, arousal blooming through her on its own.
"I'm going a little deeper now."
"What do you me— nnnh!?"
The moment I pressed deep into the inner thigh, a moan spilled from her lips. Having already tasted sex, this married woman seemed to feel everything far more keenly than my stepmother ever had.
Proof of that was the sweat pouring off her more and more. The thick female pheromones rising from that voluptuous body grew denser by the second.
"Slurp... lick, lick..."
I dragged my tongue over every inch of that feverish skin, turning the atmosphere thick and sticky. Under that filthy caress, Auntie's expression melted into pure bliss.
"Mmm... Even that... haaah..."
"How is it? Feels good, right?"
"Yeah... Keep going."
She clearly loved this lewd, clinging massage.
From here on, it stopped being an ordinary massage and slid into outright foreplay.
"...Hoo."
I took hold of Auntie's full, ripe breasts. The flesh filling my hands was slick and sticky with sweat. That dense, carnal body only a married woman could possess — it was enough to short-circuit a man's brain.
Those lush thighs. Those hips that jutted out so beautifully. No amount of dedicated yoga could hide a figure this wantonly mature. I kneaded those heavy breasts, then caught a stiffly peaked nipple between my fingers and rolled it in slow circles.
"Hnnngh...!! If you pull on my nipples like that... haaahn...!!"
Auntie squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on the sharp, electric pleasure at those tips, her toes curling and twitching. The sight of her was so lewd and pretty that I attacked her nipples even more rhythmically.
When I took one of those stiff, suckable peaks into my mouth and worked it with wet little sucks, her moans grew louder.
"Haah... haah..."
The bedroom was already so thick with heat it was hard to breathe. Beads of sweat formed on Auntie's body — baked hot by the swelter — and the whole atmosphere turned filthy and charged.
Feeling my stare boring into her, she murmured with a faintly reddened face:
"Should I go take a shower...?"
"No. You actually smell good like this."
"Hnnngh... Really? Then how about this?"
With a provocative look, Auntie slowly raised her arm.
Her armpit came into view, and the rich female scent she'd been hiding there bloomed outward in every direction. Exposing that vulnerable, intimate place, she licked her lips with a wicked little smile.
"Will you... massage here too?"
"Ah..."
I couldn't tear my eyes from the armpit she was offering me.
Heat rising off it, flushed and obscenely warm... sweat gleaming lewdly in the deep hollow. Especially in the concave, faintly wrinkled crease, a fragrance so thick it defied description was pouring out.
...I couldn't hold back.
I buried my face in Auntie's armpit. Before even licking, I inhaled the dense body scent rising with the hot steam from deep inside. A female musk thick enough to short-circuit my reason flooded in through my nose.
"Heh... So Sejin really does like this kind of smell, huh?"
"Sniff... Yes..."
Once I'd drunk my fill of that scent, I dragged my tongue across her armpit. The feverish hollow was already soaked through with sweat. I lapped up every drop that had beaded there, tasting that rich female juice, cleaning out even the sweat gathered in the deepest crease.
Auntie, who'd freely offered up even this most private part of her dense married body, gently stroked the back of my head.
"Don't focus only on that..."
She took my hand and guided it down to her pussy.
Hot heat was already rising from her sex, wet enough to drip.
"It's about time you worked on the lower half too... I can't take it anymore."
"Yes, Auntie."
Licking along the side of her breast, I worked my way down her body.
I gripped those firm thighs and spread them apart. Between them, her pussy came into view, glistening with moisture. Seeing the soaked thatch of pubic hair above it, I pressed my mouth to that filthy little thicket.
"You've trimmed your pussy hair a little, huh?"
"Mmm... I thought it might look bad if it got too bushy..."
Pubic hair glittering, wet with sweat and juices.
Staring at it, I slowly slid a finger into her pussy. The scorching inner walls, gushing with wetness, clenched and bit down hard around my finger.
"I should loosen this up first too."
"Mmm... Stir it up rough... my pussy..."
Having asked for a pussy massage, Auntie flushed red — a little embarrassed by the words she'd said herself. And yet the way she gently spread her legs wider, drawing me in, was pure fucking bait.
I licked her clit while gently working open the tight interior of her cunt with my fingers.
"Haah... hnnngh...!! Right there — that feels so good...!! Haaang!!"
"Slurp... schlurp...!!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch!!!
Every time I churned my fingers, cunt juice splattered across my face. Had she been starving for this for a while? Her pussy clamped greedily around my fingers after so long without them, refusing to let go.
As I kept pumping, white, frothy juices began to cling to my fingers.
I used those same fingers to slowly circle around her asshole, smearing the sticky pussy cream over it.
"You've never had both holes stimulated at once, have you?"
"Th-that's... hiiik!!?"
The instant my finger pushed into her asshole, Auntie's legs splayed open in a vulgar spread.
Since an anus is built to push things out, her rectal walls clenched with tremendous force, trying to expel the sudden intrusion.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!!
"Haaahk!!! Haah, haah!!! It's too much stimulation!!"
"You need to relax that hole, Auntie."
"I can't just... nngh...!!"
With my middle finger reaming her asshole while my other hand worked her pussy and clit at the same time, Auntie's body started to shudder.
Pouring sweat-soaked body scent from that lush frame, she lifted her hips into a shameless pose — as if presenting herself so I could fuck those holes even deeper.
"Haaauugh...? I'm gonna cum...!!!"
"Cum from where? Say it yourself."
When I slowed my fingers, Auntie cried out in desperation.
"Ahhngh... My ass... my ass and my pussy...!!"
"It's not your ass — it's your shithole-pussy!!"
"Hnnngh!! M-my shithole-pussy...!!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch!!!!
I ramped the speed of my fingers back up.
"I'm cumming from my shithole-pussy...!!!"
With a vulgar expression twisted across her face, Auntie came hard and spectacularly.
Her pussy gushed cunt juice like a fountain, while her asshole clamped down on my finger so hard it felt like it might crush it. Soaking everything around her in her juices, Auntie collapsed limp on the bed, gasping for air.
"Haah... hnn..."
"How was the massage? Felt good, right?"
Even so, Auntie didn't answer. She just panted, the sole of her foot lazily stroking my thigh — a silent demand for more.
I grabbed her ankle and lifted it up.
Schlick...
"Nngh..."
Just rubbing the head against her entrance was enough to feel that sticky, clinging wetness. I smeared my cock through her juices, coating it thoroughly, then slowly pushed into her pussy.
Now the main event was beginning.