13.2 Dampness - Ju Cheong-ah
Her enormous tits, swollen as if ready to burst right in front of my eyes, shook violently up and down. The pale white skin revealed faint blue veins like delicate threads.
"Hah… hng, aaahh!"
I relentlessly pounded into her legendary pussy, driving my cock deep while she groaned in strain. "Does it feel good, husband? Cheong-ah's pussy… hah, feels so good…?"
"Yeah, it does."
"Hoo… hng. How good?"
"A lot."
"Nng, don't say it like thaaat… hng. Be more specific."
"Too good to describe."
"Hng, really…? Aaahh… hah, hng… huuht…."
The vaginal walls clenched tight yet wrapped around me so softly. The sensation on my cock was like a drug addiction—impossible to escape.
I brought her M-shaped spread legs together. Her dainty feet gathered right before my eyes.
"Eut, hng… Husband. F-feet… I don't like it, aaah…."
She'd hiked up her skirt and undone her top, exposing her most shameful, intimate spots completely—yet she shook her head at the thought of her feet wrapped in mere cloth scraps being embarrassing. That tsundere mix of shame in her moans made my cock throb even harder.
Normally. Normally, I would've stopped here. Cheong-ah preferred being held tight and secure over humiliation or embarrassment.
But not now.
"I want to see Cheong-ah's feet."
"Huuht. N-no. Feet are embarrassing…."
"But you've shown them plenty before. Like when we shower together."
"Th-that's different from deliberately seeking them out."
She shook her head, voicing her refusal clearly—but… as I said, normally, I'd stop if Cheong-ah refused. But I'm not my normal self right now.
Sex drive 3000 times amplified.
"So you hate it when I want it?"
"Eut, hng… I don't know, I dunno… haaht."
"Then show me. I want to see."
"Hng, uhah… You know I can't refuse when you say it like that…."
Even after venting half on Bella, it was still 1500 times my usual. I was suppressing it as much as possible, but the surging desire wouldn't vanish anywhere.
Deal with the two-week monster you created, Ju Cheong-ah!
Thud—thud—splat.
With the slick sounds of her juices splattering, I slammed my cock in and lightly nipped the protruding ankle bone on her foot.
"Hng… ahng. It's embarrassing… Husband… haaht…."
Socks… no, these were beoseon. Lately, she wore my world's underwear, but she stuck to her Yuldo-style outer clothes. To see her feet, bundled in plain white cotton beoseon that matched her refined, practical modified hanbok devoid of any ornamentation, I peeled them off.
"Eut, hng… H-husband… eut…."
Cheong-ah shuddered with shame and embarrassment. Her pussy clenched my cock even tighter.
Finally, her small, pale, perfectly shaped feet emerged.
A faint sweaty scent mixed with her natural body odor from being wrapped in the beoseon. Of course, since it was Cheong-ah's scent, it was intoxicatingly sweet to me—like enough to make me devour three bowls of rice in one go.
"Hah… aaht… hng, haaht…! Aaahng…!"
Unable to say more as I gripped her feet tight, Cheong-ah covered her flushed face with her hands.
Whatever. I opened my mouth wide and lightly bit her wriggling little pinky toe.
"Hyawk…?!"
A gasping voice. She tried to pull her legs back in surprise, but my hands held her thighs firm.
"H-husband, feet are, feeet…."
"No. Don't hide them."
I stuck out my tongue to lick her toes, nibbling them gently with my teeth while thrusting my hips.
Shivering from pleasure and shame, her eyes full of humiliation leaked through her fingers.
"Hah… hng, that's too much, aaahng…! Haaauht…!!"
Squelch-squelch…!
Aroused by that gaze, my hips slammed even harder, pounding deep. She bit her lip as my cock thrust up as if to pierce her womb.
"You like it, though."
"Aaahng…! Ang, haat…! N-no, I dooon't… hng."
"No lying to your husband, remember? You're lying to me right now."
"N-not lying, ahng…! Nooo, aaahng…!"
"Well, your body's honest anyway."
Her suppressed moans grew louder. Cheong-ah's sweet, lascivious voice echoed through the forest.
"Hah… ahng…! Hngg…!"
Every time I licked and nibbled her toes one by one. Every time I buried my cock to the hilt deep in her pussy.
"Eut, ang…! I, hng. I'm c-cumming, husband, uuht…!"
Her voice, drenched in lust enough to arouse anyone who heard, rang out like a lewd song.
Squeeze—her vaginal walls twisted around my cock like a vise.
Normally, I'd slow down here, easing my thrusting tempo. But….
"Hah, aaahng…! Hng, hah…! Husband, hah…! I'm c-cumming, cumming alreaady…! I-I'm gonna cum agaaain…!!"
"I know."
"B-but, whaaat…?! Haat, haak! Aaaahng…! Aht, hah…! A-again, agaaain…! It's coming, coooming…!"
Squelch—squelch—!!
I released her tightly gripped legs.
"Hng, haak…! Husband, hah…! My head, eut, it's weird…! So straaange… turning all whiiite…!"
I leaned forward, folding her waist nearly in half. Her flexible body bent easily.
Pounding down from above in the mating press. Slamming my cock into her pussy and womb with destructive force.
"A-ah…! Aaahng…! I came, I came, I caaaame…!"
"Cumming again already? What a pathetic pussy…!"
"Hyaaht…! I'm sorry, I'm so sooorry…! Pussy, pathetic pussy's sorryyy…!!!"
She shuddered under the pressure of my glans crushing her womb. The orgasms kept coming without end.
"Hyaaaak…! Hic, aaaaa…! It's weird, my braiin…! My head's all messed up…! Husband, husbaaand…! Aht…! Haak…! Hng!"
"Ju Cheong-ah…!"
I covered her moaning lips. Squeeze—biting her lip with my teeth, forcing her mouth open to thrust my tongue inside and tangle it with hers. Ravaging her panting tongue.
Smooch…! Slurp…! Hng…! "It's good, your kiiiss… Husband's kiiiss…!"
Squeeze…! Her legs wrapped around my waist like her pussy clenched my cock. I planted my palms by her head and hammered down.
The firmness of her thighs and calves squeezing my waist. The slickness of her vaginal walls, the softness of her pussy flesh—my mind had long erased everything else.
"Hng…! Hah, aaahng…! Stop, husband, hiiht…! Please stop nooow…!"
"Stop? Says who…!"
Her tongue twisted, her expression crumbling.
"I'm breaking, breakinggg… Cheong-ah's puuussy…! Hng, it's shatteringgg…!"
Drool leaking from her gaping lips. Tears streaming as her eyes rolled back in climax.
"N-no, no, nooo…! Cumming, hah…! Cumming again, Cheong-ah's pussy's cumming agaaain…!"
That primal, broken face gnawed away at my last threads of reason, fueling my instincts.
"Hic…! Hng…! Hyaak…! Gyaaahk…! Pussy, my puuussy…! Hiiuht…!"
"How many times is this now?"
"Dunno, I dunno, haat…! Again, cumming agaaain…! Gonna cuuum…! Cumming agaaaain…!!!"
Her womb surged upward, compressing her bladder. She'd been asleep earlier and hadn't noticed, but it was full of urine—now stimulated relentlessly as her womb pressed against it.
"A-ah, aaa, aaaah, aaaaaaaaang……!!!"
And so….
Splurt…! Spluuurt…! Spliish…! Sploooosh…!!!
"Hyaat…! Hng…! Hiyaaaaang…!!"
Under the relentless pistoning of my cock—no, the crushing press pulverizing her womb like a vise—she couldn't hold back anymore and sprayed a powerful jet.
"Hic…! Hiak…! Hng…!"
Yet I didn't stop. The candle of desire etched in my chest would burn my body until the wick was ash, pouring itself out.
My instincts melted hot wax. My trembling balls.
"I'm cumming, Cheong-ah…!"
"Y-yes…! Hek, fill me. Fill Cheong-ah's puuussy… with your baaaby… hng… Give iiiit…!!"
Spurt…! Spurt…! Spuuurt…! Spuuuuurt…! Glurk glurk glurk…!!!
Maybe because I'd dumped all the yellowish semen into Bella earlier. The fresh white cum flooded Cheong-ah's womb like soft candle wax.
"Hyaaaaak…! Hiiut, hah…! Husband, hng, aaahng…!"
Her legs locked tight around my waist, her body shuddering. Even mid-ejaculation, I kept slamming my cock down into her pussy.
Once the spurting stopped, I paused my movements. As I caught my breath, Cheong-ah squeezed out the question with a strained expression.
"Hook, huu……."
"Huu, hng… Haa. Satisfied… now, husband?"
So lovable. Instinctively, I pulled her into a tight embrace. Cheong-ah hugged me back happily.
"Huuht… Husband…."
Normally, we'd rest like this for a while. I'd only cum once, but she'd climaxed multiple times in a row. Normally, I'd be content just holding her, sharing body heat.
Yeah, normally, I would.
"Cheong-ah."
I softly called her name as she tried to rest, whispering thunderous words into her ear.
"……We're not done yet."
"Y-yeah…? Wh-what…? Hek, ah, ahng?! Hyaaaang…!"
Just once. One time was nowhere near enough to satisfy the mountain of lust piled in my body.
"H-husband…! Aht…! Hah, w-wait…! Aaaaaang…!"