A Wife's First Lesson
Gyeong-rok’s fingers, which had been gently stroking the slick inner folds of Min-ah’s most intimate place, carefully withdrew.
He wiped the sticky arousal clinging to his fingertips onto the sheets, then rose from the bed and slipped off his robe.
“Haa…”
Min-ah quietly covered her mouth. The muscles revealed beneath were incomparably sharper and more defined than what she had glimpsed through his clothes at the gym.
‘He’s over forty… how can he have a body like that…?’
She tried not to think about it, but it was impossible to ignore what was right in front of her eyes.
“It’s all thanks to you, Min-ah. That’s why I’ve gotten this hard.”
“Hah!”
Gyeong-rok took her hand and slowly drew it toward him. The moment her fingers brushed against his cock, she flinched violently.
“…It’s big.”
It was an honest impression. Min-ah’s only sexual experience had been with Min-woo, so she had only one point of comparison.
“Don’t be nervous. If it’s uncomfortable for you, we can stop right here.”
Those words only made it harder for her to move.
The offer to stop sounded genuinely kind. But because he said it, she found it even more difficult to pull away.
If she said she wanted to stop now, it would feel like she was abandoning Min-woo.
Min-ah bit her lip hard. Then, very slowly, she reached out.
“…It’s so hard.”
Her mouth fell slightly open. Hearing her pure admiration, Gyeong-rok gave a small smile.
“You don’t have to push yourself, Min-ah.”
His voice was low and calm.
“But… since we’ve come this far, could you help me just a little more?”
“I… I… you want me to do that?”
Min-ah looked up at him in surprise.
Gyeong-rok didn’t rush her. He simply waited in silence until she answered.
That silence felt heavier than any pressure.
If he had ordered her forcefully, she might have been able to refuse.
But Gyeong-rok didn’t command her.
He was asking.
Shocked by his request to use her mouth, Min-ah looked up at him.
Seeing her reaction, Gyeong-rok seemed surprised himself as he asked again.
“You’ve never done it with your mouth before? Fellatio?”
“N-no… I haven’t…”
Gyeong-rok smiled softly and stroked her hair.
“Min-woo must have cherished you very much. …Would it be alright if I guided you?”
“Ah… yes… then… what should I… how do I…?”
Gyeong-rok gently took one of her hands and placed it on his throbbing, heated cock.
The thick girth was too large to fit fully in her small hand. Her fingertips trembled.
“Alright. First, wrap your hand around it lightly and stroke up and down. Until it gets nice and wet.”
“L-like this…?”
Min-ah swallowed hard and awkwardly moved her hand the way he had taught her.
Every time the hot, rigid shaft moved within her grasp, her cheeks burned as if they might burst.
Gyeong-rok let out a low groan, gently gripping her brown hair and slowly guiding her head toward his cock.
“Good girl. Now open your lips. Slowly. Make sure your teeth don’t touch. Think of it like kissing and give it a try.”
As he softly cradled the back of her neck and guided her, she parted her lips without resistance.
Her trembling breath brushed against his skin. Min-ah cautiously extended her tongue and gave the tip a light lick.
The unfamiliar sensation and the musky scent hit her all at once. Her brows furrowed slightly, but when she met Gyeong-rok’s gentle gaze, she gathered her courage again.
“That’s it. Just like that. Use the flat of your tongue to lick up from the tip. Slowly.”
Gyeong-rok tenderly cradled her head, matching her rhythm so she wouldn’t run out of breath, patiently guiding her to take more of him.
With tears clinging to the corners of her eyes, Min-ah awkwardly moved her tongue according to his instructions, filling her mouth with the enormous cock of a man who was not her husband.
Her tongue work was unbearably clumsy.
Not knowing where or how to stimulate him, she simply glided over the surface.
Yet her cheeks were flushed a deep, explosive red, and even in her awkward movements, it was clear she was desperately trying to please him.
Gyeong-rok’s hand gently cupped the back of her head.
Following that guidance, Min-ah’s lips took him a little deeper.
The unfamiliar size, texture, and pungent scent filled her mouth completely.
“Mmm… mmmph… slurp… haa…”
Moans leaked from deep in Min-ah’s throat.
Matching Gyeong-rok’s movements, she bobbed her head, repeatedly tightening and relaxing her lips.
Careful not to let her teeth graze him, she tried to envelop the shaft with the soft flesh inside her mouth.
Saliva dripped from between her inexperienced lips, wetting her chin.
“Ugh… uuu… it’s too big…”
Gyeong-rok’s hand pressed against her head with a little more force.
The pressure pushing toward the back of her throat made Min-ah’s eyes fly wide open.
Even as she gagged and struggled for air, she didn’t pull away.
Her clumsy fellatio gradually found a rhythm, beginning to produce wet, sticky sounds.
“Even though it’s your first time, you’re enduring so well. If Min-woo knew… he would never be able to ignore how hard you’re trying.”
At the mention of Min-woo’s name, Min-ah’s eyes wavered.
Just moments ago, it had felt only strange and terrifying.
But the instant she thought of Min-woo, all of this suddenly felt like it had purpose again.
The reason she was here.
The reason she wasn’t running away and was enduring this.
It was all for Min-woo.
Min-ah convinced herself of that.
If she didn’t, she didn’t think she could bear this situation.
‘It feels so strange… Is this good… or is it bad…?’
The musky scent rising from the cock filling her mouth completely rattled her mind.
“Shall we take a break? It’s okay. Catch your breath first.”
“Mmmph…”
Gyeong-rok gently lifted her chin and slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth.
A long, glistening strand of saliva stretched between her lips and his shaft before snapping.
With tears shimmering in her eyes, Min-ah parted her reddened lips and gasped for air.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
“It was difficult, wasn’t it? Still, you didn’t run away. That’s admirable, Min-ah.”
Gyeong-rok praised her gently and used his finger to softly wipe away the saliva that had trickled down to her chin.
Then he leaned back against the headboard and looked down at Min-ah, who was still kneeling.
After catching her breath, Min-ah suddenly froze.
She worried that she had been too eager while performing the fellatio.
“Min-ah. If you want to avoid this, you can.”
Gyeong-rok paused for a moment.
“However… you should see what kind of expression you’re making right now.”
Min-ah shook her head.
She didn’t want to see. She didn’t want to confirm it.
Gyeong-rok didn’t force her. Instead, he placed a hand on her shoulder and slowly turned her body.
“If you don’t want to look, you can close your eyes.”
In the end, Min-ah couldn’t close them.
In the mirror was the reflection of herself kneeling before the massive frame of Gyeong-rok, breasts completely exposed, lips swollen and smeared—her utterly lewd appearance captured in full.
“Ah! Team Leader…! This is so embarrassing…!”
When Min-ah tried to turn her head away in shame, Gyeong-rok’s large hand cupped her breasts, squeezing them together and lifting them upward.
Her soft breasts tightly enveloped his cock from both sides, trapping it between them.
“It’s okay to feel embarrassed. I’m not asking you to bear this alone. I’m watching, and you need to watch too.”
At his words, Min-ah swallowed hard while staring at her reflection in the mirror.
Her own pale, full breasts were wrapped around Gyeong-rok’s thick, rigid cock.
‘This… is really me…?’
Even seeing it with her own eyes, she couldn’t believe it.
To think she would actually be in a position she had only seen in porn out of curiosity during her teenage years.
“If it’s alright with you… would you like to try doing it yourself this time? If it gets too hard, you can stop immediately.”
“Me… by myself?”
With trembling hands, Min-ah cupped her own ample breasts.
Her fully exposed mounds were already flushed red from Gyeong-rok’s earlier touch.
She pressed her breasts firmly inward, carefully enveloping his enormous cock between them.
“Hah… the feeling… is so strange, Team Leader…”
The moment her smooth skin pressed against the hot, hard shaft, an uncontrollable moan slipped from between her lips.
With her eyes squeezed tightly shut, Min-ah began rubbing her breasts up and down in time with Gyeong-rok’s movements.
Because of her clumsy motions, there was a rough friction between her cleavage. Her cheeks burned with humiliation.
“Team Leader… it keeps slipping inside… and it feels… so weird…”
“It’s unfamiliar because it’s your first time. Don’t try too hard to do it perfectly. Just remember that you came this far for Min-woo.”
Every time Gyeong-rok’s cock threatened to slip out from between her breasts, Min-ah would panic and squeeze them even tighter.
Her fingers turned white from the force.
Because of that, her hardened nipples rubbed against his shaft, sending jolts of sharp pleasure through her.
Min-ah couldn’t hide her bewilderment at the strange new stimulation her body was experiencing for the first time.
“…Team Leader, does it… feel good? When I do it like this with my breasts…”
“Rather than saying it feels good…”
Gyeong-rok seemed to choose his words carefully.
“I can see how hard you’re trying, Min-ah.”
Those words made Min-ah’s eyes tremble. It felt like she had finally heard what she had been longing to hear.
More than being told she was doing well or that she was pretty, those words pierced deep into her heart.
The fact that someone recognized her effort made her heart grow weak.
“…Really? If Oppa saw me trying this hard… he would like it too, right…?”
With tears welling up in her eyes, Min-ah looked up at him. Her expression was a mixture of pitiful longing and desperate need.
She kept telling herself that she was enduring all of this to be a good wife.
Because if she didn’t, she didn’t think she could endure it at all.
Gyeong-rok’s hand slowly stroked her hair. His fingers traveled from her head down to her shoulders, gently caressing her breasts.
“Can you keep going just a little longer? If it’s too much, tell me. I’ll match your pace.”
Gyeong-rok’s words were not a command.
They were clearly closer to a request.
But Min-ah couldn’t find the words to refuse.
The reminder to think of Min-woo. The assurance that she could stop if it was too difficult.
The acknowledgment that he knew she was trying her best.
As Gyeong-rok’s words layered one upon another, Min-ah found herself leaning on him more and more.
Swallowing her trembling breath, she slowly nodded. The sharp, bitter taste of precum lingered on the tip of her tongue.