A New Bride Lies on the Table
The way he treated her now that he had already had her once felt wrong. It did not sit right with her at all.
But... she did not know why. She had been pulled into it anyway. Now Su-a had risen from the chair and was crawling beneath the table.
Her hand first brushed his knee. Slowly it rose, fingers working the button of his pants open.
Ziiip...
The sound of the zipper sliding down rang out sharply in the quiet house.
Her hand tugged his pants and underwear down at the same time.
Yeonwoo lifted his hips just enough to help her.
And his cock sprang free.
It was the same massive thing he had already fucked her with once before. Yet even though her body still remembered that impossible size and scorching heat, the sight of it now—how huge, how commanding—left Su-a’s breath completely blocked.
“Too... too big...”
A thin string of saliva glistened on her lower lip.
“Want me to suck it?”
“Huh...?”
Su-a glanced up at him, eyes narrowing, then quickly lowered her head and wrapped her lips around his cock.
The instant warmth traveled straight up his spine.
“Mmm... this feels good.”
Yeonwoo murmured, voice thick.
His hand rose on its own and slid into her soft hair. He gripped it, pulling her closer.
Chop... chop... slurp...
Beneath the table the wet sounds of Su-a sucking him echoed in steady rhythm.
‘At fifty... she’s fully accepted this. Of course there are individual differences, but it will definitely become a baseline.’
Yeonwoo sorted through the moment in his head while his other hand started eating. He scooped a spoonful of doenjang jjigae, chewed the kimchi, and with his free hand gently stroked her hair.
Occasionally he pressed her head down deeper, pushing his cock farther into her throat. Every time he did, Su-a’s muffled gagging filled the quiet kitchen.
‘Satisfying both hunger and lust at the same time... not bad at all.’
The warmth of the rice and the burning heat inside her mouth stimulated his nerves in completely different ways.
He tilted his head slightly and looked under the table.
Su-a’s face was buried between his legs. Her eyes were closed. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, a trail of saliva slipping from the corner of her mouth.
Watching her—his own cock sliding down her throat while she ate her rice with that lewd expression—sent huge waves of pleasure through him, both physical and mental.
‘Emotion Value auto mode activated.’
Yeonwoo switched to auto to check her changes.
[System: Su-a : Emotion Value 50.. 48.. 49.. 50.. 51..]
Her emotion dipped a little, then climbed back. It hovered right around there now.
The initial resistance was completely gone. In its place sat pure excitement and raw pleasure.
Yeonwoo set the spoon down and cupped her head with both hands.
His hips rose from the chair for a moment, then settled.
“Unnie... deeper...”
He whispered. Su-a obeyed.
Slurp... slurp... gulp... gulp...
“Unnie... you really... suck so well...”
Yeonwoo groaned, panting.
The movements under the table grew more frantic. Her tongue licked eagerly along every inch of his cock. One hand gently cupped and stroked his heavy balls.
“Enough for now...”
He told her, but she did not stop.
“Then I’ll cum inside your mouth.”
“Huuung... that’s fine. Cum inside...”
Su-a kept her lips locked around him, voice muffled as she spoke.
Yeonwoo slid the empty bowls to one side.
“Come here.”
“Why? I was going to make you cum...”
“I want to cum somewhere else.”
Yeonwoo grabbed her hand and pulled her up.
Su-a rose, a thick string of saliva still dripping from her chin.
“Did you eat everything?”
Yeonwoo sat her on the edge of the table.
“Yeah! Now it’s your turn, Unnie.”
“Haa... I really didn’t plan on doing this... what the hell...”
“Really? Ever since you invited me to your house... I’ve been thinking about this.”
“You crazy bastard... haha”
She burst out laughing.
“You know... I’m a married woman, right?”
“Of course.”
Yeonwoo caught the hem of her beige knit dress and slowly lifted it higher.
“I’m the reason you’re so turned on...”
More and more of her smooth white thighs came into view.
“To secretly fuck the body of the woman who got railed by her own husband yesterday... how fucking hot is that?”
He pushed the dress all the way up. Her panties were exposed.
“Tsk... you have a boyfriend too. Do you have any idea how many times I hear your girlfriend moaning at night?”
Yeonwoo hooked a finger under the waistband of her panties and stretched it a little before letting go.
Thwip!
A sharp elastic snap sounded.
“Why? Does hearing that make your pussy wet too?”
“I don’t know...”
He looked straight into her eyes, hooked his finger under the fabric again, and tugged the panties down.
“Wait—”
Su-a protested, blushing. But Yeonwoo ignored her and peeled the panties off completely.
“Want me to suck?”
“Yeah... it looks so... delicious.”
Yeonwoo answered, then lowered his face between her thighs.
“Haa... this is a bit... embarrassing...”
His tongue touched her outer lips.
“Aah!”
Her whole body trembled.
Her hand grabbed his hair in panic.
Yeonwoo lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, pressing his tongue even deeper.
“You’re... so responsive. It drives men crazy.”
“Huh? How am I responsive?”
“You react way too lewdly to everything I do... the impact feels way too good, you know?”
“I don’t know... doesn’t every other woman react like this?”
“Yeah... that’s why I like you so much. This is a compliment.”
“Because you make me feel too good...”
Watching her sitting on the table, completely surrendering to everything he did, was the same as offering herself up completely.
His tongue tip slipped deep inside her, exploring the hidden folds. His lips sucked and teased her clit.
The sweet-and-slightly-salty nectar flowing from her body, mixed with her teary little moans, made him even harder.
Chop... slurp... chop...
His face stayed buried between her legs while the wet sounds of his tongue and lips sucking filled the air without pause.
Su-a’s body writhed on the table, then she lay back and took it.
Thanks to Yeonwoo’s praise, her writhing grew even lewder and more dynamic.
The sound of her back sliding across the cold table echoed.
Her moans grew louder.
“There... ah... please... right there... keep going...”
She begged, voice cracking.
Yeonwoo gripped her thighs and dug his tongue and lips deeper into her pussy, relentless.
Sucking hard with his lips and flicking his tongue rapidly made her body arch like a bow.
“Ah... crazy... Yeonwoo... hah... no... I feel...!”
[System: Su-a : Emotion Value 68. Auto]
The intense vibration of her pussy on his tongue told him she was already cumming.
Even as she reached her peak, he never stopped. If anything, he licked her harder, more focused.
A long, drawn-out moan tore from deep in her throat and filled the entire house.
Hot liquid gushed from her body and soaked his chin and lips.
Yeonwoo slowly lifted his head.
His mouth and chin glistened with her juices.
“Tastes good, Unnie.”
“Really?”
“Yeah... and you squirt so much.”
“Really? I don’t know... when I’m with you, I just keep squirting without realizing. So embarrassing.”
He laughed low.
“It’s good.”
“But...”
She narrowed her eyes, wearing a lewd smile.
“You’re not stopping here, are you?”
Su-a panted, asking.
“What do you want me to do?”
Yeonwoo asked.
His thumb stroked her inner thigh gently.
“You... still...”
Su-a bit her lip, unable to finish.
Her hips twitched nervously.
Yeonwoo grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to his body.
She was clearly trying to get him to fuck her.
But he pretended not to notice.
“Huh? Why? Want more?”
His thumb brushed her clit lightly.
“Yaa~”
Su-a blushed, protesting softly.
“You know...”
“I don’t know...”
“Tsk... you...”
Su-a muttered with a desperate look in her eyes.
“Tell me.”
Yeonwoo stroked her cheek with one hand.
“Look at me.”
Her breathing grew heavier.
“You like... making me this embarrassed?”
“Yeah... Unnie is so cute.”
“Don’t say that... quickly...”
“Quickly what?”
Su-a stood from the table, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said.
“Kyaa~ you bastard... hurry... put it in.”
Her voice was barely audible, but it still came through clearly.
“Say it properly.”
“My pussy...”
She paused, then spoke each word with effort.
“…put your cock inside me.”
At those words Yeonwoo smiled.
“You know... you’re a married woman, right?”
“Yeah... I know. You’re the one... who made me like this.”
Yeonwoo stood from the chair and stepped between her spread legs.
He leaned forward and lined his cock up with her entrance.
Su-a also spread her legs wider, preparing for penetration.
His cock slowly pushed inside her.
“Huek!!! It’s so... big... Yeonwoo...”
“Good?”
“Huuung... yeah!!! It’s so good. I never knew a bigger cock could feel this good.”
He buried himself to the hilt, then pulled back.
His cock slid out with a wet sound.
Just as it almost slipped out, he thrust back in hard.
Thwack!
“Haaah!!! Yeonwoo... keep going like that...”
He caught her ankle and lifted her leg higher, over his shoulder.
Her ass lifted off the table edge, fully exposed to him.
He continued the same deep, relentless pounding.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
The table shook.
His hips slammed against her ass with perfect rhythm.
Yeonwoo fucked her strong and steady.
Her soaking-wet pussy walls gripped his cock, sucking, clenching tightly.
“Yeonwoo... haang! haang! haang!”
Her head fell back, exposing the straining muscles in her neck.
Continuous moans, whimpers, and pleas poured from her mouth.
Lost in the waves of pleasure, her mind was growing hazy.
Yeonwoo looked down at her.
He could feel her approaching climax.
“Huuung... Yeonwoo... hah! hah!”
Her pussy contracted and relaxed violently. Her moans grew higher and louder.
When she was at her most vulnerable and most lost in ecstasy,
Yeonwoo suddenly asked her.
“Professor Yeon Jeong-ho... you know who he is, right?”
The moment the words left his mouth, Su-a’s expression froze.
Her body was still reacting to the stimulation he gave her, but pure panic showed clearly on her face.
“Huh? How do you... how do you know about that guy...”
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