Mistake or Necessity (3)
Yoo-jung had pinned a charcoal-grilled eel restaurant as our dinner spot. It was a blatant signal that this wouldn't end with just a meal, so the convenience store part-timer who'd been debating whether to head over in the afternoon decided to postpone and rest up instead. Fully recharged, I arrived that evening at our rendezvous—the eel joint.
Yoo-jung was already seated, grilling the eels with a sizzle. Chiik, chiiik. As I sat down, I swallowed hard at the sight of her jiggling massive tits—no, the grilling eels.
"Isn't eel a bit too on-the-nose?"
She answered with a serious face. "I did the math, and it looks like I'll have to hustle hard."
"At what?"
"Pregnancy sex."
She flicked her fingers up, pointing at the number floating above her head—her pregnancy quota. I nodded, and chiiik—the tongs swept up the cooked eel and plopped it onto my plate. Urur. After dumping it all, she clamped fresh eels onto the grill. I looked up at her, and she was rolling her shoulders—probably from the weight of those tits—before flashing a grin as our eyes met.
"Feeding you so you don't drop dead today."
"Then you shouldn't feed me at all. Stuff like this, and I'll wreck your pussy."
"My pussy needs top-tier replenishment."
"You're insane, for real."
I shook my head at her response and took a bite of eel. Mmm. Delicious. Pair it with a drink, and it'd be perfect…
"Oh, and no booze. Don't even order it."
"Why?"
"Alcohol messes with conception."
"…That's exactly why I need to drink. Gotta hold back a bit."
"Hold back another day. Not tonight."
"Even fruit wine?"
"…Tempting. Nah, no. Not tonight. I'll buy next time."
"Okay."
We chatted idly while devouring the eel. Nothing deep—just filler talk to kill time, like gym rats chugging protein shakes. Stuffing our faces for the main event ahead.
"So, what about work once you're pregnant?"
"Government pays out. Think of it like paid leave. Job's guaranteed too."
"Nice. But what about guys? Do they get guarantees?"
"Guys… they just vanish, so no. Can't support what isn't there."
"What the hell! Sexist bullshit!"
The eel vanished fast amid the banter. Yoo-jung coolly footed the bill, and hand in hand, we headed to the nearby motel. Turns out she'd already booked it.
"Ahn Yoo-jung."
I stuck right to her side as she gave the reserved name at the counter. I'd planned to flaunt that I was about to fuck this woman, but the clerk was a chick. She eyed me hungrily instead. Yoo-jung leaned into me possessively, like marking her territory.
"Let's go."
"Yeah."
In the elevator…
"Holding back's tough."
"Tell me about it."
I hugged her from behind, grinding. She pushed her ass back, wiggling it teasingly. That plump pressure made me feel like I was losing ground. Not wanting that, I reached over her shoulder and groped her tits.
"Gonna wreck that pussy."
"Haa…."
Her sharp, competent ponytail-secretary face melted into mush. I leaned in for a kiss just as ding—the doors opened. We walked the motel hall in silence, just heavy breathing.
Beep. The door unlocked to a mirror-walled room. Yoo-jung strode in, ripped open the amenities bag, and whoosh!—tossed the condom straight in the trash.
"Don't need it. Raw's mandatory, and even that's not enough."
I gave her a thumbs-up.
"Gonna shower?"
"Duh."
We stripped and hopped in together.
"Your tits are fucking perfect. Massive, sure, but the shape… 'beautiful' with mi for tits, or 'demonic' with ma for tits."
"Just the tits?"
"Ass too."
Smack! I spanked her once while brushing teeth, rubbing against her. Groping those tits while grinding my cock got me hard instantly.
Shoooah. She turned on the shower. Our bodies soaked. Her wet skin felt so slick. I pinched her puffy nipples.
"Nng…."
From behind, I tried sliding my cock between her ass cheeks into her slit, but…
"Bed."
"Really?"
"Standing means it drips out."
She wanted not a drop wasted tonight. Words that made my cock spring up. She finished rinsing, toweled off—meticulously drying those huge perfect tits and her slightly wild black bush.
"I'll be on the bed."
I hurriedly dried and followed. She sat waiting. I sat beside her, and she dove down, sucking my cock.
Churup, jup. Her slurps echoed in the quiet room.
"Aa…."
Starting at the tip, licking circles, then down to the head—sucking hard, jjook jjook. Vacuum fellatio. My body jerked.
Jjwoop jjwoop.
"Aaa…! Feels good."
Swirling her tongue around the head and frenulum. The intensity broke me—I pushed her head back. Wanted to grab her hair and deepthroat, but today was for knocking her up.
Jjwoooop, pop. Her mouth released with a final suck.
"You wanna get pregnant, but damn, you were gunning to make me bust in your mouth."
"What? Can't handle it?"
"Yeah. Couldn't. Be grateful—saved that load for your pussy."
"Hm, thanks, but personally a little disappoint—kyaak!"
"Let's see how long you last."
I laid her back, spread her legs. Her pussy gaped, already dripping wet.
"Hey, wait, uhaat!"
I dove in, churup churup.Chuep chuep. Sucking her pussy.
"Aaa!"
Nibbled her clit lightly.
"Haaa!"
Tongue-fucked her glistening folds. She started pushing my head away. I ignored, burying deeper.
"Stop! Stop! My bad!"
Screaming apologies. About time. Not enough for forgiveness yet. Shoved middle and ring fingers deep, pistoning hard.
"Aa! Aaaak!"
She writhed, trying to push my arm. I pinned it with my free hand—no escape.
"Haaa! Aaaaang!"
Her pussy clenched my fingers greedily.
"Aat! Aa! Aa…?"
Schlick. Pulled out. She looked needy. But she knew what came next.
Grabbed her thrashing legs, yanked her to me. Draped them over my thighs.
Thrust into her spread pussy.
"Haa-ut!"
Hearing her moan, I slammed up. Chullung chullung. Her huge tits bounced.
"Fuck, look at those tits shake."
"Want me to squeeze them…? Uat! Haat! Not that deep! Aaaat!"
She tried cupping them but dropped her arms, squirming as I pounded.
"Aaa! So deep! Deep!"
"Hate it?"
"No, love it!"
Pounding relentlessly—her hips bucked up. Grabbed her waist, hammered harder. Thump thump thump!
"Aaaak! Uaaaak!"
She screamed, shaking the room. I didn't stop. This is what she craved. Thump thump thump!
"Aa! Yes! Fuck yes!"
"What's so good!"
"Your cock stabbing me! Hard, huge cock feels so good!"
I covered her screaming mouth with mine. Kiss.
"Eup! Eueup!"
Churup churup—tongue-kissing while thrusting. Squelch squelch. Splash splash. Her sloppy pussy sprayed.
"Fuck! Even now, your tits!"
They jiggled against me with every thrust. Couldn't just watch—grabbed and suckled, nom nom smack smack.
"Tasty? Like my tits?"
"Yeah. Fucking delicious!"
Buried my face in them, still pounding. Thump thump thump!
"Aa! Kiss! Kiss…! Eueup! Eueup!"
Deep kiss for her demand. Tongues dancing.
"Haa, fuck! You fucking slut!"
Whispered hot in her ear.
"Uaaaa!"
I reared up, gripped her tits hard, and railed with all I had! Thump thump thump thump thump! Her pussy clamped tight. Climax surged!
"Inside! Knock me up! I wanna get pregnant!"
I sped up; she wrapped her legs around my waist, locking me deep. Pressed tight—deeper.
"Uaaaa!"
Slamming balls-deep, I came.
"Haa. Haaa…."
"Huaa. Emergency load one."
Her legs unlocked—like the cum was the passcode. I pulled out. Drip drip. Semen leaked from her pussy. Plenty inside, not spilling much. Panting Yoo-jung clenched to hold it.
Reward her effort.
"Yoo-jung, up. Time to use the mirrors right."
Ceiling and bed-side mirrors. I pulled her up for doggy, facing them.