Chapter 30
Following the landlady's Ollchangitok message suggesting we talk at her place, I headed up to the top floor of the one-room building—the fifth floor. The floors below were all one-rooms, but the fifth floor where the landlady and her husband lived wasn't one. In other words, there was only one front door I was heading to.
Ding dong. I rang the doorbell. The bell chimed. And soon after, a voice came from inside.
"The door... it's open..."
The landlady's voice. I opened the door at the sound, and there she was beyond the entrance, shrinking back timidly. Squinting eyes filled with anxiety. The classic erotic game milf silhouette, her massive tits and thick hips on full display.
She glanced at my eyes and said, "C-come on in."
Hmm. Her attitude rubbed me the wrong way. After hugging me tight and wailing like that last time, now acting like it was no big deal.
Thud. I closed the door and stared at her.
"You're seriously lacking the right attitude for this talk."
She flinched at my words.
"You should be begging me to wipe those numbers clean, and here you are. If this is how it's gonna be, I'm heading back out."
"No, don't... please don't go..."
"Then what do you have to do to make me stay?"
"Th-that's..."
She mumbled hesitantly as she shuffled toward the entrance.
"I have to... do what I was taught..."
"What'd you learn?"
"From you... and from that box back then..."
Slowly, she spread her knees and knelt. Then she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, wiggling it side to side. She looked up at me with eyes burning with heat.
Perfect pose. I couldn't help but smile.
"I like it."
I dropped my pants, pulled out my dick, and laid it right on her tongue.
Slurp. Suck. She latched right on and started sucking my dick. Swirling around the glans, sucking deep and hard—it was exquisite.
"Damn, you're eager. Were you hoping for this?"
"Mmm... yeah, I was..."
Her left hand gripped my dick. Slurp. Smooch. Face flushing red, those droopy eyes sucking away as she nodded her head vigorously.
But meanwhile...
"Hmm. Why's that one hand rubbing your thigh?"
"Mmm... well, this is..."
Placed on her spread thighs. Her right hand trembling. She peeked at me, then slowly inched inward along her thigh. Too shy to go deep, just rubbing the inner thigh endlessly.
I knew exactly what she wanted. I chuckled and gave permission.
"Go ahead and masturbate."
"Hnnng...!"
The second I said it, she yanked her panties aside and frantically rubbed her pussy. Rubbing, fingering. Pussy juice pooling on the floor—she'd clearly done this plenty before.
"You masturbated when you got home last time too?"
"Mmm. Not that day..."
"Why not?"
"You stuffed me... so full... didn't need to..."
Groan. Mmm groan. She buried my dick in her cheek, sucking hard while looking up at me.
I stroked her head once, then grabbed the back of it and shoved. Ground her nose into my pubes a few times before letting go.
Gulp! Muffled groans turned into intense vacuum deepthroat slurps.
"Other days then?"
"Gulp. Gulp! Every day! No days off. Masturbated...!"
"Why then?"
"Because... gulp! Because...!"
Slurp slurp. Faster and deeper than before, she answered while sucking.
"Hubby's dick...! Wasn't enough! Gulp! Slurp! So after that, slurp! I kept masturbating! Sluuuurp! Waiting for your message! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!"
She shouted it loud, then went wild on my dick with a face full of lust. Like she never wanted to let go, shaking her head furiously in deepthroat.
I calmly reined her in.
"Good girl. You waited so well."
"Gulp! Slurp! Slurrrp!"
"Now let's head inside."
"Slurp! Sluuuurp!"
"Gotta fuck that pussy too."
"Slu... haa! Puhah..."
Like a smart pet. She spat out my dick and stood at a few words from me. I led her straight inside. Kitchen and living room came into view.
Where to fuck her? As I pondered...
Pat pat pat. She dashed to the kitchen, leaned over the dining table, arched her back, flipped up her skirt and panties, grabbed her ass and pussy, and spread them wide.
"F-fuck me, please."
Begging so earnestly. My feet carried me right there.
Smack! Smack! I slapped her bare ass.
"You wanna get fucked?"
"Yes!"
"Good. I'll stick it in."
I rammed my dick into her reddened, steaming pussy.
"Ohog!"
No foreplay needed. Hot juices were already overflowing from her pussy. Her walls clenched tight around my thrusting dick. Feeling the waves of flesh crashing against me, I pounded away.
Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap.
"Ohog! Ohog! Ohog! Ohog!"
Moans echoed with every thrust. Ass cheeks rippling on impact. Massive tits jiggling out front.
I grabbed her shoulders, pulled her upright, kneaded those huge tits, and whispered in her ear.
"You fucking slut. That dick-hungry?"
She screamed right back.
"Yes! So hungry! Dick-starved bad!"
"How bad?"
"Masturbated tons! With that manga and porn you brought!"
Thud thud thud thud. Her body jolted forward, shaking as she wailed.
"Even that wasn't enough?"
"Not enough! No deep pounding inside! No filling me up!"
Shaking her head like her neck might snap to show how desperate.
Thud thud thud! I kept whispering.
"Coulda just asked your hubby."
"Hubby... hubby can't!"
"Why?"
"He's... he's...!"
She bit her lip hard. Her pussy clenched with a snap. Vacuum-sucked tight, then released. Like she was sizing me up!
Then she wailed.
"His dick's tiny! Can't pound deep! Doesn't fill me!"
Thud thud thud. Satisfied with the answer, I hammered harder and stripped her top. Yanked up the sweater, unhooked the bra. Bare skin spilling out.
Her pussy clenched again. Warm walls hugged my dick tight. I shoved back in against the pull, and she screamed.
"So didn't masturbate to hubby! Not the sucker, the pounder, the one who traps and rapes me!"
"Then who?"
"You! You! The one pounding me now!"
"Why me?"
"Young! Pound better! High numbers! Can creampie me wild!"
"Like you imagined?"
"Better!"
"Better?"
Thud thud thud thud thud! I fucked her even harder at that.
Grabbed her hips, splat splat splat. Made that ass shake for all it was worth.
"Hoh! Hoh!"
"Like this dick?"
"Yessss! Love it!"
Screaming loud enough to shake the house. Her pussy convulsed wildly each time. Wrapping around, squeezing tight!
"Ohog! Ohog! Ohot! Hot!"
Thud thud thud. Her face flushed redder with every jolt. Eyes rolling back bit by bit, sweat-soaked hair whipping and sticking.
With hair plastered down, shaking her head wildly as I impaled her, she barely gasped out through her flushed face.
"You! Honey! Darling! I, I... wanna do something!"
"What?!"
"Position! Wanna try a position...!"
Thud thud thud thud!
"Show me!"
"Yes, yesss!"
I kept pounding hard as I gave the okay, and she threw both hands up. Then hooked both pinkies up into...
"Hehe-. Heehee-!"
V signs!
Thud thud thud thud! Posing like she was bragging about getting fucked to the empty kitchen and living room. Stretching those V hands out.
"Hehe-! Heehee! Love it! Wanted pounding so bad! Dick deep thrusting!"
Right then, something caught my eye as she posed. Her left ring finger—wedding ring.
My dick throbbed hard. Realizing who I was holding, where I was holding her—got rock solid. Ejaculation urge surging.
"Ngh!"
Held back max, reached out and touched the ring.
"Huo...? ...Ohot!"
She glanced back puzzled at first, then saw the ring and froze. Eyes bulging, body stiff.
But her pussy? Melting wetter, hotter, hugging tighter.
My dick hardened more in response, and her pussy crushed it.
I pulled her hand up. Ring finger raised. Sparkling wedding ring.
I toyed with it.
"Wanna cut those numbers?"
Whispered in her ear. Kept thrusting.
Thud thud thud thud.
"Hot! Hot...!"
Her pussy quivered.
"Gonna reduce 'em?"
Thud thud thud thud!
"Haat! Hot!"
Answer came quick.
"Yes! Wanna reduce 'em bad!"
"With whose?"
"Yours! Your load! Honey's cum!"
Thud thud thud thud thud! Hammered hard at the words. Pussy gummied up tight.
"Aah! Aak!"
Grabbed her hand mid-scream, yanked off the ring, tossed it on the table. Ting, it rolled, spun wobbling.
Her pussy spun squeezing my dick right back!
"Ohot! Hot! Hooooot!"
Thud thud thud thud thud! Overwhelming urge crashing! Couldn't hold much longer. Deeper! Deeper into her pussy!
Maxed the buildup!
"Here it comes!"
"Hoet!"
Smack! Slapped her ass hard to shove her off. Climbed onto the table.
Aimed my on-the-brink dick at...
"Th-there!"
The fallen wedding ring!
Spurt. Spuuurt. Thick white cum blasted over the ring. One shot, two, three. Shook off every last drop.
Sticky globs buried the ring completely.
"Huu. Huuu..."
"Hnng...!"
I caught my breath and turned to her. What face would she make? Seeing her wedding ring drowned in another man's—not her husband's—cum.
The moment I saw her, I grinned.
Not shocked or upset about the cum on the ring. Just pure regret that it went on the ring instead of deep in her pussy.
I approached again and whispered.
"Bedroom time."
Arm around her shoulders, I declared.
"I'll cut those numbers for you."