11.9 I Do It. 3P - Cheong-ah, Bella
"I'm putting it in."
With those words, Ian pushed his cock into Cheong-ah's pussy, already brimming with her juices and his semen. The thick shaft slid effortlessly into her loosened depths, lubricated by the overflowing fluids. Cheong-ah felt her insides filling up, her hips lifting slightly off the bed with a wet schlick.
"Haaah…!"
Her lower belly quivered uncontrollably. Her womb trembled as it shyly welcomed her husband's cock. She could already sense she'd climaxed from the mere insertion. It feels so good, Husband's… ngh.Schlick-schlick.
"Ah, mmph… ngh."
Ian began to move. His massive glans scraped through the slick, sticky folds of her inner walls, plunging deep. Her belly bulged outward. True to habit, Cheong-ah bit her lower lip lightly and cupped her hands over her mouth.
"Ngh, mmph… ah, mmm…."
She muffled her moans, trapping the leaking sounds of pleasure in her palms. The demure woman suppressed her rising ecstasy out of shame. But that only stoked Ian's fire, making his thrusts rougher.
Thud-thwack.
Her full breasts jiggled with every pounding insertion. Ian grabbed them roughly, yet his fingers—tender in contrast—dug into her areolas. Like her owner's bashful heart, her inverted nipples hid shyly amid the heavy flesh. He stabbed at them with his fingers, just as he did her pussy.
"Eek…!? Husband, ah…! Not there…?!"
"You like it here, don't you, Cheong-ah?"
"Y-yes, I do… I like it, I like it so much."
As Ian prodded and teased her nipples, waves of pleasure crashed over her body harder. Nipples, pussy, inner walls, womb. He pressed, twisted, crushed. Her nipples popped erect alongside his fingers. Leaning in, he brought his mouth to them.
"Ngh, mm… Husband, how do your servant's nipples taste?"
"Delicious. I could suck them every day."
"Eek… ngh, then… please suck them lots from now on too. They're yours, after all, yes."
"Good girl."
"Ngh, yes… since you like your servant's breasts so much…."
"Not just your breasts—I love all of you."
"Ngh, yes… I'm so happy."
Lick-slurp. He lavished her nipples with the same gentle affection as her clit, tapping with his tongue before nibbling softly with his lips. Another mild orgasm rippled through her. Smack-suck.
"Ooh, ngh… aaaah…!"
But his hips didn't stop. Schlick-schlick.
"Ngh, hmph…."
I can't hold back anymore. Cheong-ah gently pulled her hands from her mouth and reached out, clutching Ian's head against her breasts as he fondled them.
"Mmph…."
"Haah, haaang… Husband, Husband…! Ah, ngh."
Ian felt his breathing grow labored. Yet as Cheong-ah called to him in that desperate voice, his movements grew even fiercer. Her body, growing ever more sensitive to his plunging cock, burned too hot to stifle her moans any longer.
"Aaah, haa…! Aaaang… ngh, haa…."
His glans tip battered her cervix. Schlick-schlick. Like a siege ram pounding the gates with every thrust and withdrawal, it hammered her womb's entrance. Her womb, shoved upward by his huge cock, had nowhere left to go—it fully accepted him now.
"It feels good, so good… ngh, aaah… ngh. Hic."
"I love it too."
Her plaintive moan of confession shook her mind into a haze. No thoughts remained. His thick glans raked her walls relentlessly. Pleasure surged from her pussy, racing up her spine. Climax—.
"Aaah…! Haa, aaaah…!"
Just white, pure white. Ecstasy flooded her mind, turning it blank as a fresh canvas.
"It's full, haa…! My pussy's so full, ngh, Husband, ngh. Haaaah…!"
Ian lifted his head from her ample breasts, his face rising a bit higher. Cheong-ah reached out, caressing his cheek.
"Ngh, hic, aaang…! Ngh, haa… Husband, Husband, ngh, Husband…!"
Her brows furrowed. With a soft smile, she whispered just loud enough for his ears.
'…I love you.'
Suck. Slurp. Their lips met gently. His tongue invaded, entwining and tormenting hers.
"Haaung, haa… hmph…."
Like he owned the place, his tongue roamed her mouth, ravaging every corner. Yet Cheong-ah's tongue offered no resistance, accepting whatever her husband gave. Once she'd resolved to take him fully—once he'd filled her heart completely—everything was his anyway.
Her hands wound around his neck. Then Ian seized her wrists, interlocking their fingers. His erect cock throbbed powerfully. Yielding total control of her body to him, Cheong-ah wrapped her legs around his waist.
Now without shyness or shame, she confessed to him.
"It feels good, haa…! I love it, I love you, Husband…! Aaah…!"
Her words ignited him further. His cock, swollen to bursting, thrust harder, faster, wilder. Thwack-thwack-thwack. Flesh slammed home, juices splattering everywhere.
As the lovers devoured each other madly, one gaze watched from beneath the bed.
"……Am I just a damn scarecrow here?"
Bella pouted, but her eyes locked on the scene. Cheong-ah's pussy—so small and cute compared to her own sizable one. The color was similar, but the shape… Cheong-ah's dainty slit looked cuter. Seeing that adorable hole stretched around that monstrous meat rod, pink inner folds bulging out with every thrust—it almost hurt to watch….
"Ngh, haa…! More, Husband, give me more…! Cheong-ah's body is yours, so taste it all you want, as much as you want! Aaaaah…!"
But Cheong-ah wailed in bliss, fueling Bella's jealousy. And that resentment wasn't aimed at the moaning woman beneath him—but at Ian, who kept snapping his hips into that tiny, cute pussy.
"You're such a bastard."
Her bitterness heated into arousal. Unable to hold back, Bella began pleasuring herself. One hand on her breast, the other on her dripping pussy. Squelch-squelch.
"Ngh, mm… haa."
Juices gushing from Cheong-ah's pussy. Juices spilling from her own.
"Hmph, ngh… aaang. Fuck, haa…."
With curses, her pussy drooled like a waterfall. Ian's cock and balls glistened wetly. As if entranced, Bella buried her face in them. The familiar scent from his balls. Ian's musk. Ian's smell. Sniff-snort.
"Mmm… slurp. Hmmm… smack."
That instant—twitch…! Ian shuddered. The extra force into his lower body drew a thick, scream-like moan from Cheong-ah.
"Eeeek―――?!!!!!!"
Her hips bucked up. But pinned under Ian's muscular bulk, it only drove his cock deeper.
Squiiiirt…! Gushing juices. They soaked Bella's chest as she lavished his balls.
Lewd scent. Cheong-ah's slutty, vulgar smell mingled with Ian's, filling Bella's nose.
What a filthy bitch.
Dismissing her inwardly, Bella didn't stop at licking and sucking his balls. Squelch-squelch.
"……Mmm, slurp…."
She kept fingering her pussy while her tongue crept higher. That spot that twitched every lick. Bella shoved her tongue into Ian's asshole.
Ian, focused on Cheong-ah, yelped in shock.
"Guh, hey, fuck…?!"
Something he'd never asked of Cheong-ah. Nor ever planned to ask of Bella. Astonished by her rimming—self-initiated.
At his sudden curse, Cheong-ah asked in a voice thick with ecstasy.
"What's wrong, Husband…?"
"……Nothing, it's fine."
Unable to say more, he entrusted his balls and ass to her tongue, refocusing on Cheong-ah.
Just you wait till Cheong-ah's done, Bella. He vowed revenge inwardly.
Bella, oblivious and unconcerned, kept tonguing him relentlessly.
"Hmmm…. Mmm. Smack…. Slurp…. Lick-."
The unfamiliar stimulation made his cock swell to the bursting point in no time. Faster than usual. Clutching Cheong-ah tight, Ian shouted.
"Cheong-ah, I'm cumming…!"
"Yes, haa… cum inside, fill me up. Ngh, flood your servant's womb…!"
Spurt-glurp…!Splurt…!Spurt-glurp…!
Hot semen surged wildly.
"Grraaah…!"
"Hiiiing…."
"Haaaang…!"
Thick, sticky white fluid filled Cheong-ah's womb to the brim. Ian shivered pleasantly. Cheong-ah felt his pulsing joyfully too. She'd heard another woman's moan just now, but… it didn't matter.
Just… So good, so good… hot and warm….
Her womb overflowing was all that tickled her heart.
"……I love you, Husband."
As they embraced in satisfaction, Bella under the bed felt pretty pleased too. Ian's unusually quick climax. The reason was obvious.
Her teasing. Bella smirked inwardly. She'd cum from masturbating too, after all.
…Ngh, you little shit. Felt good, huh.
While they basked, Ian gave Cheong-ah a light kiss and rose.
"……Husband?"
She looked up puzzled, but Ian turned with a hardened face.
Did he… lose interest in me…? As Cheong-ah paled in terror—
"Where do you think you're sneaking off to."
"Hey, fu—! Let go! That hurts!"
Ian's angry mutter flowed out.
"Shut it, Bella. Your turn now."
"Kyaa…! Hey, fuck…! Hurts, hey! Grabbing my hair…?!"
Ian yanked Bella by the hair, dragging her onto the bed beside him.
"Ngh, haa… hey, fuck……. You loved it too! That's why you came so quick!"
"Shut your mouth, you bitch."
The fear in Cheong-ah's heart flipped instantly to jealousy.
"……Ha?"