11.9 I Do It. 3P - Ju Cheong-ah, Bella
Ian grabbed Bella's sprawled legs first, spreading them wide and thrusting his hips between them to bury himself inside her. Schlop.
"Haaahk... Fuck, it's so huge, seriously..."
Her sopping pussy, still gaping wide from the cock she'd just taken, stretched open once more to accommodate Ian's massive girth. Slick with her own juices and cum, it offered no resistance as his glans plunged straight to her womb. Her lower belly buzzed and throbbed again. No weak spots or sensitive areas were safe—his enormous shaft crushed and stimulated everything. She shuddered through a light orgasm the instant he entered her.
"Nngha... But why me first...?"
Bella had lain back at Ian's word without a second thought, but now, impaled on his cock, the question hit her. She asked as if it had only just occurred to her.
"What, you hate it?"
"No, not that... But by turns, it should be her next."
Bella pointed toward Cheong-ah, who waited blankly off to the side, her face flushed red as if a bit embarrassed by the suggestion of sharing him. Ian just shrugged like it was no big deal.
"If we're going strictly by turns, sure. But if we count times, nah."
"Times? What times? You don't mean..."
"Yup. I already came inside Cheong-ah four times after we got back to the inn."
"So you're saying you'll pound me till you cum four times?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
As she answered Ian, Bella snuck a glance at Cheong-ah. The girl had just been sobbing and jealous a minute ago, apologizing left and right—would this make her snap for real, shatter her mentally into a rampage? But against Bella's worries, Cheong-ah simply bowed her head shyly like before, fidgeting with her fingers. Wondering if it was the words Cheong-ah had blurted out earlier holding her back, Bella asked,
"Hey, Ju Cheong-ah. You okay with this?"
"Huh? With what?"
Cheong-ah tilted her head at the sudden question. Bella clarified,
"Ian doing me first. You cool?"
"Of course. Totally fine."
Because I want to watch one more time...
The wild, feral side of Ian he never shows me.
After reflecting on her mistakes, realizing her jealousy, and letting it go, Cheong-ah felt a profound ease settle in. Maybe that's why—this glimpse of a new side to him only excited her more. And thinking back now...
Could I even handle Ian's insane, bottomless stamina alone?
...No way in hell.
It was impossible. Every night after dinner, from the moment they hit the bedroom until dawn: nonstop sex. Her hips ached more each time, her lower belly a constant dull throb. Her pussy pulsed endlessly, her womb a perpetual ache. And even that was Ian holding back for her sake... He'd always stay rock-hard, smacking his lips regretfully as she collapsed exhausted.
Every night, she'd screamed her lungs out, burying it all under the blanket of love, pretending not to notice her body's torment.
No more greed.
She'd endured out of love, out of possessive refusal to share him. But deep down, she'd known: his lust was beyond one woman. So this was actually perfect.
"Bella."
"Yeah, what's up?"
"From now on, you take it all. I'll just assist from the side."
"What? You bawled your eyes out a second ago and now you've had some enlightenment?"
"Who knows? You hate it?"
"Nah, didn't say that. But no regrets later? If you whine 'cause Ian's hooked on my pussy, I ain't taking responsibility?"
"Who knows~?"
Cheong-ah smiled leisurely and whispered in Bella's ear.
"...Just don't surrender first."
By Ian's words, Bella had three loads coming her way. Judging by his momentum, he'd hammer her relentlessly, no breaks.
Three in a row...
Cheong-ah recalled her own most wrecked memory of Ian. Yeah, that was the night he'd gone three straight on her. And he'd been way rougher, more savage with Bella than with her. Bella's future? Not looking pretty. If anything, pure white—like being painted over.
...Hang in there, Bella. Survive this so we can see each other again.
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Plap-plap-plap-plap-
"Nnghyaah! Hic, nngh...! Hnnnniiiih...!"
A light start in missionary. Even so, Bella's pathetic pussy surrendered to Ian's cock, conquered like a fragile colony under the brutal tyranny of an empire. Each time he scraped out, pussy juice squirted like bursting oil wells.
"Gonna...! Cum...! Nnghoook...! Hng...! Hiiyaahk...!"
"Cumming alone again? You're cheating from the start, Bella."
"But, fuck...! Hngk...! Your cock, hnn...! Feels too fucking good, can't hold baaack...!"
Ian slammed his slime-coated shaft harder. Fiercer, fiercer still. Her hips bucked wildly with each thrust. He reached down, pinning her belly flat.
"Eeehiiik...! There, if you touch...! Hnnk, hic. Womb's...! Gonna cum, hng, hngk...! Nnghiii...!!"
Spurt...!Splurt...!
"Cumming, cuuum...! Again...! Gryaaaahhh...!"
Intense squirting. Her womb stimulated, her urethra went slack, hole gaping as clear jets blasted his abs hot.
Shwaaah...!Splish...!
In Ian's arms, tongue out licking his nipple on command, Cheong-ah felt droplets of Bella's spray hit her tongue.
"Ugh, blech...! Bella, seriously...!"
Cheong-ah grimaced at the slimy fluid, same as pussy juice.
Bella, lost in haze, begged her anyway.
"Sorryyy...! S-sorryyy... Cheong-ah, hic... But, hng... Our husband's cock is too gooood...! Gyaaahk...!"
"Cheong-ah, don't get mad."
Soothing her, Ian's hand trailed up her nape, gripped her jaw. A gentle neck tilt into a kiss. His saliva flooded her mouth with his tongue.
"Mmm... Slurp... Smack... Gulp... Haa... Haa... Darling."
The disgust from Bella's fluid vanished, replaced by Ian's sweet scent filling her. Cheong-ah gazed up at him in ecstasy, her grimace forgotten.
"Better now?"
"Yesss...~"
His hips never stopped snapping. Her clit grinding his pubes triggered another peak for Bella.
"Eek...! Hic, again, agaaain...! Pussy...! Goood, so gooood...! Gonna cum agaaain...!"
Toward that Bella—
Slap-!
"Shut it, you bitch. Kissing Cheong-ah here."
Squelch...!
"Nnghiiiik...! S-sorrryyy...! Calling me bitch, hic...! While you're kissing Juuung-ahhh, no manners interrupting, I deeeserve it...!"
Deliberately humiliating her more, Ian smacked her tits with his palm as he yelled. The words fueled her arousal and shame, exciting her further.
Squelch...!Squelch...!Squelch...!
"Punishment: gonna wreck this pussy, bitch...!"
"Nnghoooook...! Thaaank you...! Hic, hiiik...! Wreck my pussy...! Yessss...!"
Ian released Cheong-ah from his embrace, leaning forward. His cock plunged deeper. Harder, faster, more.
"Nngah...! Hng...! Staaabbing...! Pussy's staaabbing...! Gonna break...!"
"Cum or not...! Makes it even better, right?!"
"Hnnniiik...! Don't stooop...! Goood, Ian your cock too...?! Feels good...! So fucking good...! You bastard...!"
Ian ravaged Bella's depths mercilessly.
"Yeah, love it...! Wrecking your pussy feels fucking amazing...!"
"Kiiiss...! Hngk, make me kiiiss too...! Like Cheong-ah...!"
"Kiss my ass...!"
Mouth agape, tongue lolling, Bella reached for a kiss.
"Cheong-ah!"
"Yes, darling...?"
Cheong-ah, freed from his arms, moved at his nod. She laced fingers with Bella's hands, pinning them overhead.
"Hic...! Whaaat...! Ju Cheong-ah, lemee gooo...! Me too, hnnk...! Wanna kiiiss Ian...! Gonna kiiiss...!"
"Such a greedy girl. Taking darling's cock and wanting a kiss."
Bella wailed at the scolding.
"Hng, hngk...! You too, fuuuck...! You're kissing hubby too...!"
"Hmph, whatever. Kissing darling is... Mmph."
Cheong-ah leaned in, binding Bella immobile. Ian smirked, mirroring her. Their lips met. Watching from below, Bella thrashed like a demon.
"Yaaaah...!"
Right before her eyes, Ian and Cheong-ah's tongues tangled, saliva threading long and clear.
Drip.
Bella stuck out her tongue to catch it.
"Ubuuuuh...~"
She swallowed the mingled spit. Ian eyed Cheong-ah. She rolled her eyes, then shot Bella a disgusted glare.
'Sorry, Bella. Not my real feelings.'
"Hah... What the hell, Bella. Lapping that up? Ugh... Gross. That desperate for darling's kiss?"
"Hngk... Hnnut... Too mean, you bitch...! I wanna kiiiss Ian toooo...!"
"Hmph, as if? Daring to crave darling's lips? You bitch."
She gathered saliva...
Ptoo!
"Hic...!"
...and spat in Bella's bandaged eye, then slapped her cheek with contempt.
"Know your place, Bella. Got it?"
Ian watched, unwittingly impressed.
"Whoa..."
He'd said just humiliate her a bit, but a slap and spit? 'Cheong-ah, you've got talent.'
No worry she'd piss Bella off. If anything...
"Y-yes, yesss...! I deeeserve it... Hngk. Arrogant bitch like me needs punishiiing...!"
"Hmph...!"
Her pussy clenched harder—thrilled. Squeezing like it wanted to milk his cum.
"Nngh...! Fuck, that buildup..." Ian groaned, then yelled,
"Cheong-ah, mouth here!"
"Y-yes...? Ah...!"
Cheong-ah blinked blankly. Ian yanked out of Bella's pussy.
"Nnghook...?!!"
He seized Cheong-ah's head and rammed his cock down her throat.
"Swallowing it all...!"
"Mmmph...?!"
Spurt...!Spluuurt...!Spluuuuurgle...!
His sixth load of the day, undiminished—hell, more than the first—gushed like a waterfall.
Gulp-gulp.
Cheong-ah swallowed desperately, but it filled faster than she could manage. Cheeks ballooning...
"Mmph... Glurk..."
Excess refluxed from her mouth, nose—three holes overflowing Ian's cum, splattering onto Bella's smooth, taut belly below. Tears streamed down her face amid the semen coating her nose, mouth, chin.
"Cheong-ah, you look fucking hot right now."
"...Y-yes. Thank you, darling."
"Now, let's see..."
Beneath her, Bella lay half-eyed, moaning faintly, panting.
"Ehhehk..."
"Hey, Bella."
"...Uhhe? Caaalling...?"
Ian gripped his still-throbbing cock.
"Putting it back in."
"Y-yes, eh...? Hey, waaait...?!"
He slammed back into her gaping, wrecked pussy.
Squelchhh-!!
"Nnghoooooook...!!!"
Two more to go till four.