Yoon Seol-ah Begs for Cock for the First Time
"I'd like to watch too. You don't mind if I come in with her, right?"
"Excuse me?"
"I want to see my wife try things on."
"Th-the two of you together…?"
The young female clerk's face flushed bright red as she muttered that. She was definitely picturing something dirty. Perfect talent for working at an adult shop.
"We're a married couple, so it's fine, right?"
"Huh? Yes… Please, make yourselves comfortable."
"Thank you. Babe, I'll pick out something pretty for you. Go on in first."
"You really want me to go in…?"
"Of course."
"…"
Yoon Seol-ah couldn't quite bring herself to curse me out, so she just glared her protest. But that was as far as it went. In the end she reluctantly stepped into the fitting room.
Great. Before I pick out something for her to wear…
"Huh? What's this?"
The moment I messaged Sora, the clerk started checking the PC at the counter. Sora must have done something to the store computer to carry out my request. Either way, with the sign flipped to CLOSED, no other customers would be walking in.
I picked one of the displayed pieces of lingerie and headed for the fitting room.
"What the hell are you thinking? What does any of this have to do with playing husband and wife…!"
The second I stepped inside, my fake wife's nagging was right there to greet me.
"We're a couple, so of course we come to places like this together and I pick out clothes for you."
"Kh…!"
She was so speechless she couldn't even argue back. Not that there was anything wrong with what I'd said — and more than anyone, she knew she couldn't disobey my orders in the first place.
"But babe, hearing you keep calling me 'you' feels weird. Call me honey like you usually do."
"…Fine. Honey."
"Here, put this on. I picked it because I thought it'd look great on you."
"What even is this…! …Haa. You're not going to let this go until I wear it, are you?"
"Obviously. I'll look the other way, so tell me when you're done."
I turned my back and waited for her to finish changing. A few minutes of listening to her mutter things like What the hell is this? You call this underwear? went by. Then she said she was done, and I turned around with my heart racing.
"…"
Just like the first time I'd seen her in that date outfit, I was completely lost for words.
She was wearing black lace lingerie. Only the parts that were supposed to cover her nipples were cut out, so it failed at even the basic job of underwear. Down below was even more outrageous. All she had on her lower half were stockings and a garter belt. With no panties to speak of, her pussy was laid bare just like her nipples.
It was too vulgar to even call lingerie — just a cheap, trashy outfit designed purely to seduce a man. And with Yoon Seol-ah's overwhelming figure poured into it, my cock went rock hard in an instant.
"Babe. You look fucking filthy right now."
"Is that supposed to be a compliment? I'm not happy about it at all…."
"You took the hairpins out? They were cute."
"They wouldn't go with something like this…."
Even while being forced into clothes she hated, she still fretted about that. I'd never understand the way women think.
"Y-you've seen enough, right? Let me change back now…."
She begged with a face that couldn't hide her shame. But I wasn't the kind of man with enough self-control to just stand there and admire a sight this obscene.
"Ahnn! Hey, hands off…! Not here…!"
"Don't call me 'hey.' I told you to call me the usual way."
"H-honey. Stop…. Nngh. There's a staff member right outside…."
"It's fine. Keep quiet and she won't notice. Besides, we're a married couple — this is the kind of thing we can get away with in secret, right?"
Squish.
The springy give of the breast in my hand was incredible. Dressed up in filthy lingerie like this, the feel of it almost seemed even better. Seol-ah must have been more sensitive than usual, too — a sultry little whimper slipped out of her.
"Nngh, nnh…. Hnngh…. I told you to stoppp…."
She told me to stop, but just touching her wasn't going to be enough. I cupped those lush breasts and turned them toward me, then took a nipple into my mouth.
"Hiek! Honey, wait, haah…!"
I sucked on her nipple like a baby who'd just been reborn. It grew steadily firmer, and the shape of it, along with the faintest little wrinkles, pressed perfectly against my lips.
"Ahnn, stop…! It's hard to keep quiettt…."
"We're a couple anyway, so who cares. The clerk's probably already guessing what we're doing in here."
"There's no way…."
"Have you ever let Yena suck on these?"
"No… I haven't…."
"Then I'm the first one to suck on them?"
"Hnn…!"
This time I took the other nipple into my mouth and sucked just as greedily. This one hardened just as fast.
"Haahhn, nngh…. What do I do… Hnngh, it feels better than when you touch them with your hands…."
Her true feelings slipped out without her meaning to. If I'd known she'd like it this much, I would have started sucking on them ages ago. From now on I'd have to work hard at making her feel good with my mouth.
"Haahn, aahh, no…. Nnghhn…."
Should I switch to the other nipple again to keep things fair? Wait — thinking about it, there was no need to go back and forth at all.
"Haa… haa…."
Her breathing had already grown ragged. I gathered both of her breasts into the center. The two stiff nipples, pressed together in one place, twitched as if begging to be sucked. With ordinary breasts you couldn't even do this, but of course someone like Yoon Seol-ah made it effortless.
"Aughh! Mmph!"
The second I took both at once, a huge moan burst out of her before she hastily clamped her mouth shut. As if it had nothing to do with me, I locked my lips around both nipples and sucked hard.
Schluurp, schluurp.
"Haahng, sucking both at once… Hnngh, nnh, this is too… haah…!"
Both of her hands were clenched tight on my shoulders. It felt exactly like she was gripping the bedsheets in the middle of sex.
"Hnngh! Nngh…. Nnh, don't suck them like a babyyy…."
She said I couldn't suck them? Then I'd just have to make her feel good some other way.
"Haughn!"
Another big moan tore out of her. I'd stuffed as much of her breasts into my mouth as I could and started tormenting both nipples with my tongue.
"Nngghh! No… this is really no good! Your tongue, ahnn. It's so warm and it feels so good I'm gonna cummm…!"
I could feel the hands on my shoulders trembling. But the strongest sensation flooding me right now was still the texture and taste of the nipples filling my mouth. Wanting to feel them even more intensely, I worked my tongue diligently and kept tormenting them.
"Nngh, nnh! Hnnh! Nngh, no, I can't… nnh. Haughk!"
At last she reached the peak of pleasure and wrapped her arms around my head. Buried in her soft breasts, I was hit by the scent of a woman — sweat mixed with body wash. While I savored it, Yoon Seol-ah clung to me and bucked her hips, drowning in climax.
"Haa… haa…."
The way she leaned against the cramped fitting-room wall, panting, was nothing short of bewitching. The thing in my pants was already on the verge of bursting. Unable to stand the tightness any longer, I pulled it out and thrust it toward her.
"Babe. Touch mine too."
"…"
Huh, she's actually touching it right away without a single complaint? That question vanished the moment I saw her face. Gone was the glare she'd been fixing on me before — her eyes were half-lidded now. She was clearly getting off on this filthy act they were sneaking behind the clerk's back.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke.
She lined both hands up neatly, wrapped them around my cock, and stroked. Compared to before we'd gone to the motel, this kind of initiative would have been unthinkable. Her hazy eyes were locked firmly on what she was holding.
"Babe, look at me. Stick your tongue out."
"Heeh…."
Again she followed my demand without a word of protest. That pretty scarlet color that made me think of the inside of her pussy. Clear saliva ran down her tongue and dripped into the valley of her full breasts.
"Babe. You're way better at this than before."
"Haa…. Haa…."
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap.
Instead of answering, she started stroking my cock even faster. Was she trying to end this as quickly as possible? Judging by the way her gaze stayed glued to my lower half, though, it looked more like she just wanted to see me cum sooner.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!
"Kh…!"
The rapturous sensation of my glans rubbing against her palms made my brow furrow on its own. Her motions had grown so vigorous that the huge breasts filling my vision were bouncing hard. Entrusting my cock to her while I drank in a dirty picture I wanted to keep for life, an irresistible urge to cum welled up.
"I'm gonna cum! Don't get it on anything else — take it in your mouth!"
Without a second's hesitation, Yoon Seol-ah dropped down and presented herself as a cum receptacle. I grabbed her head, shoved my cock into her wide-open mouth, and came.
"Mmph…. Mmph!"
"Don't swallow yet."
I slowly pulled my spent cock free.
"Show me inside your mouth."
"Aah…."
Looking up at me, her mouth was full of cum. It was so much more erotic than I'd imagined that I couldn't tear my eyes away. The tip of her tongue peeking out from the white pool. Those huge breasts rising and falling every time she breathed through her nose instead of her mouth. The expression of pure excitement that was a complete one-eighty from before she'd entered the fitting room. Everything about her looked like a work of art deliberately crafted to turn a man on.
"You can swallow now."
"Mmph…."
Gulp. Gulp.
"Haaaa…."
She let out a breath like she'd just finished a delicious drink. But when she opened her mouth, there wasn't even a trace of the cum I'd poured into her.
"Babe. You got turned on too, didn't you?"
"…Yeah."
The second I pulled her up from her knees, the wetness between her thighs jumped out at me. With nothing but a garter belt and no panties, it was way too easy to see. My self-control was truly at its limit now. The store sign was already set to CLOSED anyway — since we'd come this far, we might as well go all the way before we left.
"…"
I was about to say as much when I realized Yoon Seol-ah was still staring holes through my cock.
"What's wrong, babe. You want to have sex?"
……Nod, nod.
"Really? Up until a minute ago you hated the idea. You sure you're okay with this?"
"W-we're a married couple, so…."
She gave a tiny nod and answered with the exact same excuse I always used. Even with the couple-act pretext to lean on, I never expected her to come out this honestly.
"Alright. Turn around."
She obediently turned and planted both hands on the wall. Then she pushed her ass back toward me — and because the fitting room was so cramped, it came right up against my groin.
…Wow.
Being around this woman gave me far too many reasons to be impressed. With no panties on, her pussy and asshole were completely exposed. The black garter belt framing them somehow made the whole thing look even dirtier, though I couldn't explain why. Another strange thing: even though I'd pounded her like a madman last weekend, the entrance to her pussy was sealed tight again, as if none of that had ever happened.
"I haven't even touched your pussy and you're soaked. You want me to fuck you that bad?"
"…"
Instead of answering, she shyly swayed her hips. Christ, her ass was so huge that even a tiny little wiggle hit like a truck.
"If you want it, beg me to fuck you."
"B-beg…?"
"Otherwise we're just going to stay like this."
"…"
Silence filled the fitting room while Yoon Seol-ah hesitated. But that silence finally broke under the sound of her voice.
"I want to h-have sex with you, honey…. I want your thick cock inside me so bad my pussy's burning up…. I'll shake my ass in this dirty lingerie and beg you, so… please fuck me, honey…."
I'd thought she had no talent for seducing a man directly. Clearly I was wrong. She still hadn't said she wanted my cock in so many words, which was a shame — but I could save that for next time. I was already at the absolute limit of my limit, so I grabbed the hips right in front of me.
Schluuurp….
"Haughn…."
My glans forced her closed folds open and slowly sank in. The deeper it went, the more the walls of her pussy started squirming, and Yoon Seol-ah's back arched into a beautiful curve.
"Haaaa, it's insideee…!"
"You sure you should be saying that so loud? You okay with the clerk hearing?"
"That, hnn, I don't wannna…."
Honestly, I had no intention of broadcasting it on purpose, but I also had no intention of forcing myself to stay quiet. The clerk had probably already caught on the moment two people walked into a single fitting room. So I wasn't going to hold back about fucking her here either.
Right then.
Thud.
—Hic!
A woman's voice came from beyond the fitting-room door at my back. It was a very small sound, but I knew on instinct that it belonged to the clerk.
"Honey, hurry…."
Apparently the only thing left in her head was the desire to have my cock. Yoon Seol-ah, who hadn't heard a thing, looked back over her shoulder and urged me on.
"Got it."
I answered, then brought my mouth to her ear and whispered so quietly that no one outside the fitting room could hear.
"But babe. You know what? The clerk is eavesdropping on us right now."