I'm Doing Male Squirting More Seriously Than I Thought
I woke from the nightmare.
It was morning.
"Eun-ho..."
The hot, wet tears burning in my eyes.
I was crying.
The image of my wife being fucked by another man in the dream.
The shock was no joke.
A heavy despair settled in my chest, draining every ounce of strength from my body.
I didn't even have the energy to wipe the tears away.
I must have cried for a long time; the pillowcase was soaked through.
"...Huh...?"
A warm, damp sensation.
It wasn't just the pillow.
The same feeling was coming from my... crotch.
I slowly lifted the blanket and looked down...
"Mmmnyam...♥"
It was Ji-soo.
Ji-soo had my cock in her mouth, curled up in a ball, fast asleep.
Her long, long hair spread out in a semicircle, as if embracing her voluptuous body.
All night...
Had she kept my cock in her mouth the entire night?
"Nyan...♥ Slurp...♥"
"Khup..."
Maybe she was talking in her sleep, but Ji-soo kept smacking her lips and flicking her tongue.
My cock inside her mouth was relentlessly attacked at its most sensitive spots by those careless movements.
"Huk... Haa..."
Ji-soo's upper body lay exposed, buttons undone.
Her massive breasts, which I had kneaded so freely the night before, filled my vision.
The sticky residue of the semen I had spread across them remained exactly as I had left it.
The mark I had left on her.
Ji-soo had become a prisoner to my cock.
It was insane.
The sense of conquest was overwhelming...
Her mouth, thoroughly soaked, was so warm that my senses began to reawaken.
So wet. So soft.
"Huu, huu, huu..."
I started moving carefully. Just a little. Very little.
That was more than enough.
A leisurely pleasure different from being buried inside her pussy.
It felt like receiving a continuous, lukewarm caress.
And that sensation had been building all night long.
My cock felt more sensitive than it had ever been in my life.
"Huu, huu..."
Strangely, I wasn't getting hard.
Maybe it was the despair from the nightmare, but there was no morning erection.
With my pathetic, drooping cock exactly as it was, I continued the sloppy, wet masturbation relying solely on Ji-soo's saliva and my leaking precum.
Squish... squish...
There might have been a faint sound, or maybe not.
Ji-soo's small lips stayed gently closed, automatically servicing my slowly moving cock.
No—being used by it.
Her long eyelashes remained peacefully shut.
The immorality of using a sleeping woman's mouth without her knowing was intense.
"Huu, huu, huu..."
It wasn't that Ji-soo was servicing me.
I was using Ji-soo.
This innocent woman who had kindly kept my cock in her mouth all night out of goodwill—I was violating her mouth with my own will and desire for the first time.
And not just any woman. A mature, married one.
I had used another man's wife's mouth as my personal onahole tool throughout the night.
"Kuh, keuhk... Another man's... another man's woman..."
This was bad.
The heavy weight in my chest was crushed by an even stronger wave of despair as the realization hit me.
Another man's woman.
Ji-soo was another man's woman.
And that same Ji-soo was being used like an onahole with my cock stuffed in her mouth.
Just like Eun-ho in last night's dream, held like a tool and fucked senseless.
My wife was also another man's woman to someone else.
That man would surely be using Eun-ho with the same demonic pleasure I was feeling right now...
"Huk, keuhk..."
And that pleasure...
I was realizing, irreversibly, that it was so intense I could never refuse it.
"Hmm...?"
Because right now, Ji-soo's sleeping eyelids were beginning to flutter open...
The moment I pictured Eun-ho being used by another man, my cock had begun to harden at an embarrassingly rapid pace.
"Heuk, heuk, heuk...!"
".....! Ubup, ubuuup?!"
Ji-soo's eyes flew open!
Those pure, rabbit-like eyes trembled in terror, not yet comprehending the situation!
Thud!
"Ubbubup?!"
I unconsciously grabbed the back of her head as she tried to pull away!
The desperate strength fighting to escape my cock!
But I already knew the limits of her power all too well!
I knew I could overpower her completely!
"Keuup?! Keuuuup???"
With both hands, I gripped her adorable head tightly so she couldn't escape and yanked it deep in the direction my cock demanded!
Matching the approach of her mouth, my cock swelled fully erect in the opposite direction!
All twelve centimeters slid deep between her reddened lips.
Ji-soo thrashed and flailed like she was having a seizure.
She writhed like a fish caught in my grasp.
Her jet-black hair went wild against the pure white sheets.
Her soft tongue moved frantically.
Her dying screams never quite became sound, only vibrating my cock before fading away.
Ji-soo's moans, her screams, the tears welling in her wide eyes—everything became nothing more than seasoning for the ecstatic conquest of my cock.
"Keuk, keuhk, keueok...!"
"...Kek... kkeok..."
Ji-soo's twitching throat.
Under my savage thrusting, it was nothing but a hole leaking air.
Her white hands pathetically pushed at my thighs, then, realizing it was useless, simply clutched on.
And finally, she gave up on everything and went completely limp.
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp!
With all resistance gone and her eyes glazed, I used her mouth like a literal tool—shoving, rubbing, thrusting to the limit.
The upper part of my glans seemed to be scraping against her uvula.
I wanted to bury myself deep into her throat, but my length wasn't enough.
In the end, I clearly saw the resigned woman tighten her lips like an octopus beak, actively helping to milk out my semen.
To her looking up at me with those large eyes from which even resentment had vanished—to this other man's woman completely subdued by my hands—
"Kuk, keuk, kuk!"
"......"
Spurt, spurt, spurt.
Recalling the eyes of my wife Eun-ho completely overpowered by another man's hands, I poured out every last drop I had.
I had completely conquered Ji-soo.
The moment I finished forcing my load down her throat, that was the feeling that dominated my mind.
I had never forced such a violent act on a woman before in my life.
Yet now, after using her mouth, I felt a far stronger sense of conquest than when I had penetrated her pussy.
And behind that thrilling conquest, I was painfully realizing exactly what it would mean for my wife, Eun-ho, to be conquered by another man in the same way.
This tingling pleasure was the emotion that came from stealing someone else's possession.
Fucking another man's woman was an incredibly pleasurable thing.
It was something I could never feel with my completely own wife during our peaceful, gentle, harmonious sex...
To trample on someone else's complete possession of a wife and make her mine.
My wife, too, would be trampled by another man and become his.
And then my heart would be seized with the fierce desire to reclaim my wife who had become someone else's.
That was 'wife sharing.'
It renewed the value of my wife...
Stealing and being stolen from, feeling an eternally burning pleasure...
A drug-like relationship.
Yet within the framework of the three of us, an infinitely stable 'our' wife.
It was insane.
It seemed I had finally understood the thrilling pleasure of wife sharing.
"...Slurp."
"Huk?"
A heavy movement suddenly covered my cock, which had been lost in solitary thought.
"J-Ji-soo?"
"...Slurp, slurp."
With an extremely angry expression, Ji-soo silently moved her head back and forth, keeping my cock in her mouth.
Slurp, slurp, gulp.
"Keuk..."
I felt her gathering something in her mouth and swallowing it.
It felt like she was swallowing my entire cock.
Ji-soo had swallowed every drop of the semen I had arbitrarily released into her mouth.
"I-I'm sorry. I... got too excited."
"...Slurp."
A cock-sucking protest that seemed to ask if that was all I had to say.
The fully erect cock that had conquered her shriveled pathetically, like Superman having all his power drained by a vacuum cleaner, under the force of her vacuum-like cleaning fellatio.
"Slurp slurp slurp."
"Huk, wait, it's sensitive, sensitive..."
"Slurp slurp slurp slurp..."
"Keuk, Ji-soo, please, stop..."
"Slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp!"
Uwaaaa!
Ji-soo wouldn't stop!
"I already came! I just came!"
"Slurpslurpslurp!"
I know!
You came in my mouth!
She seemed to be shouting it with every suck.
"Haaak!"
"Slurp~~~~~~~~~~"
My waist bent backward.
Like a shrimp caught in Ji-soo's mouth, I thrashed in my side-lying position, body contorted.
No matter how hard I pulled at the back of her head, there was no way to detach her. She had wrapped both arms around my ass and clung to me with her entire body.
"Please, please, Ji-soo, please!"
"Slurp~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
Merciless cock sucking.
Ruthless tongue technique.
From my cock pushed beyond its limit, an unknown, mysterious pleasure began to surge.
It was terrifying.
I didn't understand it.
It felt like I needed to pee, yet also like something was being pulled out from the very root of my cock.
"Keue... eeee..."
"Slurp..."
Shuuuuuuuu...
It was coming out.
A liquid I had never released before was gushing from the tip of my cock.
It wasn't by my will.
Ji-soo had turned the faucet inside my body.
And she refused to close it.
She kept licking my glans as it released, actively encouraging the flow.
With one hand massaging my balls and the other pressing firmly on my lower abdomen, she made sure I couldn't resist, forcing me to focus solely on expulsion.
In that moment, I was nothing but a tool ejaculating under Ji-soo's control.
The release continued until the very last drop.
Until I burst into tears like a child, begged, hit Ji-soo's head while cumming, and finally resigned myself, going completely limp like a dead shrimp...
I later learned that it was called male squirting.
Even among prostitution services, it was something only the most vulgar whores offered—a luxurious service that dragged a person down to the absolute bottom.
And so, this time with our positions completely reversed,
I ended up being forced to perform a humiliating fountain show inside the mouth of the woman I thought I had conquered.
