You Were Drooling Over That Woman, Weren't You?
“Hold on. Use your mouth instead of your hand.”
“What? My hand's plenty good enough.”
“Your mouth'll make me cum faster. And...”
I trailed off, wetting my hands at the sink before squeezing some shampoo into my palm and continuing.
“If you bend down and use your mouth, it'll be easier for me to wash your hair too.”
“Ugh, I really hate using my mouth... It makes my head go all weird again.”
At this point, I was genuinely curious.
“Why does it always happen when you just suck me off?”
“I-I don't know. Doing it with your mouth doesn't help with getting pregnant—it's just for your pleasure, right? Thinking about doing something even an animal wouldn't...”
This woman had a dirtier imagination than me?
“So that's why you get so turned on when you use your mouth.”
“It's not turning on—my heart races like crazy and my body gets all hot. It's a problem!”
That's literally what getting turned on means.
“Okay. No time to waste—let's do it.”
“Sigh... This is absolutely not because I want to. You're just impossible to reason with—”
“Yeah, yeah, I get it. If we take too long, we'll miss checkout. That cool with you?”
“Then hurry up and do it!”
Reluctantly, she knelt in front of me.
My morning wood and her quiet gaze locked for a moment before she parted her pretty lips wide and engulfed it.
“Mmph... It sthmells...”
“Smelly? Yeah, I slept without washing. So clean it up with your mouth.”
“...Mmm, slurp, mmph.”
She shot me a quick glare before sucking on the tip with wet pops.
She'd made me feel good with her pussy last night, and now she was cleaning me with her mouth in the morning. Was I really allowed this kind of happiness?
Of course, I was the only one thinking that—Yun Seolah's eyebrows screamed eleven o'clock sharp.
“How's it taste? Hubby's dick yummy?”
“...”
She stopped her busy mouth and shot me another contemptuous look.
We're just pretending to be married, got it? I'd die before being your wife!
Or something like that. Probably just my imagination.
“Mmm... Mmph, chuup, sluuuurp, mmph...”
She bobbed her head slowly back and forth, then tilted side to side like flowing water.
Much smoother than her stiff early attempts.
“You're getting good. Internet tutorials paying off?”
“...Hmph. Sluuurp, chuuup.”
Pouting primly, she snorted and kept servicing me—Yena's mom.
I figured I'd better start or she'd chew me out, so I brought my shampoo-lathered hands to her head.
Scrub, scrub, scrub.
Foam bubbled up as it met her already wet straight hair.
Washing a woman's hair for the first time felt kinda novel.
Her head shifted under my touch, sending pleasant vibrations back through my dick.
Oh, gotta be careful not to get any in her eyes.
Scrub, scrub, scrub.
“Sluuurp... Mmph, mmph, fuuuh... Sluuuurp.”
Her tongue teased under the head while she sucked, making my hips twitch involuntarily.
She'd exhale long through her nose to catch her breath now and then, and that hot air on my shaft felt refreshingly new.
“Mmm... Haaah, mmmm...”
Damn, she was gorgeous.
That pretty face wrapped around a guy's dirty cock—talk about lucky.
No, wait—she loved sucking dick, so maybe she was the lucky one?
...Huh.
Anyway, maybe she didn't want to show how horny she got like last time.
It felt good, sure, but she seemed kinda passive.
One more step and it'd feel amazing, but she was holding back on purpose.
Screw it. With her head in my hands, I couldn't hold back.
“Mmph?!”
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
I started pumping my hips.
Startled, Yun Seolah tried to pull away, but my hands gripped her head tight.
She had no choice but to let my dick piston in and out of her mouth.
“Mmmph!”
“Sorry, gonna fuck your mouth-pussy. Quicker I cum, better for you, right?”
“Mmmph! Mmph! Mmph!”
She shook her head and patted my thighs with her small hands in protest, but every move just turned me on more.
Her lips and tongue gripped my thick shaft so perfectly—I kept rubbing against them relentlessly.
Thrust, thrust, thrust!
The thrill of turning this beauty's mouth into my personal cum dump was driving me insane.
I wanted to shove it down her throat, but considering my size, that'd be a bad idea.
Too rough and she might get hurt.
Thrust, thrust-thrust, thrust, thrust!
She'd been resisting hard, but suddenly she went quiet.
Looking down, her eyes were glazed over, her tongue working eagerly in time with my hips.
“Mmph! Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph, sluuuuurp...!”
“You said you hated it, but you're sucking like a pro. You love dick that much?!”
Her plump lips clamped down like she never wanted to let the head slip out.
The more I thought about it, the crazier it got.
What kind of woman goes into heat like a bitch just from sucking cock?!
“Mmph! Mmmph! Mmph! Mmmph!”
Sluuuuurp! Slurp! Slurp! Sluuuuurp!
Was she trying to suck out cum that wasn't even there yet? Now she was bobbing her head wildly on her own.
Talking all serious about protecting the baby, making me happy forever—and then losing her mind the second dick hits her mouth?
Forget fake marriage practice. She needed heat-suppression training first.
Whatever I was thinking, Yun Seolah was laser-focused on not letting go of the cock in her mouth.
With my dick in that high-performance mouth-onahole, my orgasm built uncontrollably.
“Gonna cum soon...!”
Sluuuuurp! Sluuuuurp! Slurp!
Crazy—she sucked even harder the second I said it?
Fine, if she wants it that bad, I'll fill her mouth!
“Here it comes!”
“Mmmmmmph!”
Instinctively, I yanked her head flush against me.
Her face buried in my crotch, forcing my dick to stretch her tight throat.
“Guhhhmph!”
The virgin squeeze of her throat made me lose it—I came hard.
“Guuh! Gmph!”
Gulp...! Gulp...!
Yun Seolah, throat-fucked for the first time, had no choice but to swallow every spurt flooding her mouth.
“Whew.”
Shoved it too deep—took a sec to pull out.
Did I go overboard?
“Kuhk, kuhk! *Burp*... Haaa...”
She coughed, let out a tiny burp, then panted raggedly.
No puking or bad gagging—seemed okay.
“Hey, you good?”
“...”
Her dazed eyes looked up at me.
Then she started fondling my still-hard dick with her hand.
...She wants more?
Even after I choked her with it?
Shed been nagging about time, but one throatpie and now she craved cock over checkout?
This vulgar side only I could see.
Facing it head-on, I couldn't hold back—I yanked Yun Seolah up and pinned her to the wall.
“Ahhn!”
Her moan exploded as I slammed in from behind.
Her pussy clenched like it begged to be fucked too—not her mouth—so I pounded without mercy.
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!
“Hng! Uh, haht...! Haa, ahn! So good... Uh, love it when you hit deep...!”
“No time, my ass—you're tempting me to fuck you? What kind of slutty bitch are you?!”
“Hik! Uh, uht! Haaang, ang! Ahn... Uh, haht...!”
Instead of getting mad at the insults, she just squealed in delight at every thrust.
A scene I could've never imagined when we first met—my reason was on the verge of shattering.
“Hak! Yes! Uhht, so thick there... Hng! Hng! Amaaazing...!”
“Fucked so hard last night and you want more? Don't blame me if your pussy turns sloppy!”
Paang! Paang! Paang! Paang!
Instead of answering, she shook her huge ass back against me.
I never knew Yun Seolah was this slutty.
Or was it because of me?
Didn't matter—either way, it turned me on.
If that plush ass was a balloon, I'd pop it—with furious hip-smashing.
Paang! Paang! Paang!
“Euk! Uk! Nooo, gonna cum...!”
“Cum then. I'll flood your womb again. Cool with that?”
“Hng... Yeah, uh! Hng! Already pregnant, hik...!”
“You say that, but you just love creampies, huh? We're fucking for life anyway—I'll always cum inside. Stay pregnant forever, popping out my kids nonstop!”
“Hak! Uh! Uht, ahk! No more pregnancies, haaaang...!”
Lifelong pregnancy? Total bullshit, obviously.
But who cared.
Her mouth said no, but her pussy clenched tighter than ever, true to her instincts.
Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
“Euk! There, it's swelling...! Heut, oh, ooo...! Cumming, I'm cuuuuming... Uk! Uh! Haaaaang!”
Her back arched, and I unleashed my pent-up load.
Even after marking my territory last night, I refilled her womb to the brim.
Her entrance gripped me tight, refusing to let a drop spill—so we stayed connected, catching our breath.
“Heuk, haa... Haa...”
Yun Seolah threw her head back, gazing up at me.
One night, and she'd already addicted to creampies?
She looked on the verge of passing out, but her hazy eyes still burned with lust.
How long had I extended the motel? An hour? Two?
Didn't matter. This woman had me too horny for anything else.
Her instinct-driven gaze bewitched my hips—they started moving again.
Splat, splat, splat!
The motel bathroom echoed once more with our bodies colliding.
“Hng...! Fuuua...”
I stretched contentedly as I stepped out of the motel.
Drained my balls, showered—hot day, but body felt refreshed.
Meanwhile, Yun Seolah trailed behind, hands covering her face.
“Aaaah... What the hell is wrong with me? I must be losing my mind...”
“Why beat yourself up? You felt good, didn't you?”
“Shut up. It's all your fault. My brain goes haywire around you!”
“How's it my fault you get horny from sucking dick? You're the pervert.”
“Hey, we're outside—watch your mouth!”
She glanced around nervously, then whispered with her usual irritated look.
“I've told you a million times. I'm not some sex... addict like you. Don't lump me in with you.”
So as long as she didn't initiate, her horny displays were fine?
Now that I'd seen her true nature, I planned even kinkier play ahead. Wonder how long her denial would last.
“Yeah, yeah, got it.”
“...Anyway, we can go home now, right?”
“Yep. Head home and chill with Yena. I'll call if I get the urge again.”
“You're going straight home too? Then we should enter the apartments separately. Together looks suspicious.”
“Aren't we pretending to be married from now on?”
“What did I say last night?! We're hiding it till your belly shows.”
Just kidding, and she bites my head off.
“Right, yeah. What about the hospital? Together?”
“Obviously. Heard you go after four weeks for pregnancy checks. Aiming for around then.”
Four weeks from now...
No need for a hassle trip, then.
Surely she'd realize her mistake by then?
“Okay, got it. ...Oh.”
As I answered, my eyes got pulled somewhere.
A woman in a suit clacking heels hurriedly—maybe busy.
Sunday suit besides Yun Seolah? And her cold, expressionless face couldn't hide stunning beauty that drew a gasp.
Why were all the hotties I saw skipping celebrity gigs for office jobs?
Oh, right—Yun Seolah was faking the job thing.
But damn, that one's gorgeous. Does she censor adult content or something?
“...Hey.”
“Huh? What?”
“You were drooling over that woman just now.”
“Not drooling—just checking out a pretty girl.”
“You're a dad now. What'll the kid learn if Dad ogles every passerby?”
Huh. Didn't expect the fake wife to nag.
“If you want the kid raised right, start watching your own behavior.”
“Wait, are you jealous?”
“What?! Do I look like I'm joking? I'd never—don't even say it as a joke.”
Her voice chilled the August heat.
“And you still watch porn? Dads gotta quit that too.”
“Quit, and you'll make up for it?”
“Huh?”
Her cheeks flushed—remembering the motel bathroom fuck?
“Wh-what? You'll do whatever anyway, so why ask?”
Expected beast insults, but nah.
She wasn't showing it, but after our night, she was softening on sex a bit.
“Cool. I'll keep doing what I want, then.”
“...”
“Talk's over—let's head back. Wanna get home and blast the AC.”
I started walking; she followed quietly.
Got nagged for eyeing another girl on the way, but otherwise made it home incident-free.
The next afternoon.
Lying on my bed, lost in thought, I grabbed my phone from the pillow and said,
“Sora.”
Yes, Master. Do you need assistance?
“I've been thinking about what to do with Bae Na-eun. Wanna hear?”
Things with Yun Seolah were solid. Now it was time to show that arrogant ex-chubby bitch how manly I could be.
I explained my plan to Sora.
“...What do you think? Can we pull it off like I said?”
Yes, possible. In fact, it's the most effective use of my functions.
“Really? Looks solid?”
As you mentioned, it's milder than with Yun Seolah, but perfectly suited to Bae Na-eun's current situation and personality.
“Right? I thought it wasn't bad either.”
Getting praised by an AI? Felt weirdly proud.
Kinda got why people chat with ChatGPT for fun.
“How long till we're ready? Tonight would be ideal.”
I'll prepare processes for immediate execution on command.
“Great. I'll let you know when. Hey, Sora.”
Yes, Master. Please speak.
Couldn't wrap my head around it alone, so I asked Sora.
“Yun Seolah—at 27, how's she that clueless about pregnancy? She really thinks creampie equals instant baby?”
Yun Seolah has a strong aversion to sex, avoiding related info.
Daytime: main job and Mother Monitoring Group activities. Nights: time with daughter. Few social contacts, limited exposure to common knowledge via dramas/media.
Still hard to believe, but it made sense enough.
“She's still in the Mother Monitoring Group?”
Yes. But if Master continues as before, expect her views on sex to shift positively.
“Got it. Leave it to me.”
Bzzz!
Hm? Text.
She said work all weekend, and now she's coming over right after?
Wonder how much of my food she'll devour.
But with my plan for her ready, I welcomed it.
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Turn on AC before you come
I started the shit-talk, but damn, she talked pretty to her oppa.
No matter.
Once the plan kicked off, she wouldn't see me as less than a man anymore.
Key was natural, believable acting—like with Yun Seolah.
I simulated it mentally while killing time.
Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
Oh, Bae Na-eun.
Faster than expected?
Half excited, half tense, I jumped off the bed and opened the door.
“You're here? ...Huh?”
A weird noise slipped out—I was stunned.
Made sense.
'Cause standing outside wasn't my childhood friend.
“What? Expecting someone?”
It was Yun Seolah, glaring at me with a scowl.