The Evolution of Desire Eyes (2)
"Let's take my car." I said, pressing the button in my pocket.
"Haa... ugh... haa..."
Suddenly, the rotor inside her pussy began to vibrate, causing her knees to buckle. She grabbed my arm, struggling to stay upright.
"It's only level one, so don't make it difficult. Now, let's go look at the house."
I grabbed her arm and led her outside. She moved with a clumsy, awkward gait. Since there were people passing by, she tried to act as natural as possible, but she couldn't hide her clenched lips and pained expression. Fortunately, my car was nearby, so we arrived quickly. I opened the passenger door and helped her in.
"Haa... huung..."
"Where should we go?" I asked nonchalantly from the driver's seat.
"T-that way... turn right... huung... and keep going..."
I didn't use the navigation system, intentionally making her guide me the whole way until we arrived at the first apartment we were going to view. As I tried to close the elevator door, a middle-aged woman rushed in. She glanced once at Lee Seonyeong, who was hunched over with her thighs tightly pressed together, clutching the hem of her skirt, and then turned her attention to the floor indicator on the elevator screen. I pressed the button in my pocket once more, bumping it up to level two.
"Huuuup... hup..."
She was barely holding it together, but when the vibration suddenly intensified, she grabbed my arm, her knees trembling as she let out a moan.
"Oh my! You must be feeling unwell?"
"No. She just really needs to use the restroom, so she's holding it in. We're almost there, so just hold on a little longer, Seonyeong."
I offered an embarrassing excuse on her behalf. Lee Seonyeong couldn't even answer; she just hung her head low, biting her lip to endure it. Finally, the elevator arrived, and I supported her as she stumbled into the apartment we were there to see. As soon as the door closed, she pleaded, "Huuung... p-please... do something... for me... haang..."
Lee Seonyeong's subjugation had increased by 5, and her heat had reached 80, leaving her mind filled with nothing but thoughts of my cock.
"Then suck it."
I pressed down on her shoulders as she leaned against me in the entryway, issuing my command. With trembling hands, she hurriedly unzipped my belt and pulled down my underwear. My throbbing, erect cock sprang out, hitting her chin.
"Uut... haa... haum..."
Slurp... chrup... chrup... lick... chwoop...
Watching her ravenously suck on my cock, I said, "You must have been in quite a hurry?" but she was too preoccupied with sucking my cock to hear a word I said. After enjoying the fellatio for a while, I pulled her up, lifted her into my arms, and carried her to the kitchen, where I sat her on the sink and stripped off her panties. I tossed her panties, soaked in pussy juice, onto the floor and thrust my cock straight into the pussy that held the rotor.
"Haa-ugh... haang..."
"Kk..."
As the rotor touched the tip of my cock, the intense vibration stimulated my glans. It was such a powerful sensation that I couldn't help but moan myself. When I continued to thrust, the rotor was pushed up until it touched her cervix, and she shrieked.
"Hruaang... t-this, no... no... haa-aang..."
"It's electric, isn't it?"
I ignored her protests and began to move my hips. Because of the rotor, my cock couldn't go all the way in, but the stimulation on my glans was so intense that I knew I wouldn't be able to last long.
Squish... squish... squish... squish...
"Hruang... haang... I'm going crazy... I'm, I'm cumming... hruaaaang..."
Not long after I started fucking her, she reached a massive climax.
Pshoo... pshoo... pshoo... psh... psh... psh... psh...
Watching her climax while I kept the rotor pressed against her cervix, she shot jets of fluid from her pussy, her hips trembling violently from the constant vibration of the rotor. Just before I lost control, I pulled my cock out, inserted my fingers, grabbed the ring of the rotor, and pulled it out of her.
"Haa-aang... haa... haa... hauu..."
Her eyes were unfocused, and she was drooling. I began to undress her, piece by piece. As I removed her skirt, silk blouse, and the matching bra, her D-cup breasts swayed and bounced. The slight softness around her belly and waist didn't look bad at all; it only added to the charm of a voluptuous MILF. I thrust my cock, which was still desperate to ejaculate, back into her pussy, hooked my arms under her knees, and lifted her up.
"Haang... w-wait... let me... rest..."
She weighed a bit more than my aunt, but with my enhanced strength, the weight felt as light as a child's. With my cock still buried deep inside her in a doggy-style lift, I walked from the kitchen, across the living room, to the window of the extended veranda. With every step I took, her body swayed up and down, my cock slamming into her cervix with every thrust.
"Hang... haung... hut... hut..."
"A fuck-toy is meant to be used however the master sees fit."
After fucking her doggy-style for a while in front of the veranda window, I lowered her, turned her toward the glass, and pressed her against it until her breasts were flattened, then thrust into her from behind.
Slap... slap... slap... slap...
"Haa-ak... ha-ugh... hru-guk... haang..."
After enjoying the taste of her addictive ass for a while, I lifted her up into a rear-entry lift position. I spread her legs wide—a position where anyone outside would have a clear view of her pussy with my cock buried inside.
"Shall we continue the house tour like this today?"
I carried her around, swaying her up and down as I enjoyed the Han River view, then toured the bathroom and the rooms.
"Haang... ung... haung... haang..."
"Aren't you going to introduce the house?"
"Hau-gh... in this... state... haung... how..."
"You're a failed real estate agent. You need to be punished."
Thwack... thwa-ack... thwack... thwa-ack... thwack...
"Ugh... ha-ak... hru... haang... hang..."
As my strength increased, even this became easy, and sex became even more fun. By the time we finished touring the house, I felt the urge to ejaculate, so I thrust my cock in as deep as I could, pushing her uterus up, and fired my seed.
Gush... gush... gush... vyoorut... vyoorut... vyooroorut...
"Haa-aang... hot stuff is... everywhere... haaaa-aang..."
Along with my ejaculation, she reached her second climax, spraying pussy juice all over the veranda window. When we moved to the second house after finishing the first tour, the rotor was still vibrating inside her pussy, and as soon as we arrived, I stripped her naked again, thrust my cock into her, and carried her around to tour the house. That day, I toured two houses while fucking her like that, and only after filling her pussy with my seed three times did I finally end the tour.
Her subjugation had reached 50, and I stopped there because I feared she might faint if her excitement rose any higher. Lee Seonyeong seemed not to notice the change in my cock, as this was only our second meeting. She was too busy dying of pleasure while being fucked...
For the first time in her life, Lee Seonyeong felt like she might die from sex. This young, handsome man had such incredible strength; he lifted her, despite her considerable weight, as if she were a child, and shook her violently while thrusting his cock into her. He was the man who had turned the immoral desires she had harbored in her heart into reality. No, he had satisfied her even more fantastically than she had ever imagined. The look in his eyes yesterday, as he pulled her, a married woman, into his arms without hesitation and whispered to her, was an inescapable shackle, a form of hypnosis.
"Imagine it. My thick cock will split your pussy, scrape your vaginal walls, and reach all the way to your uterus. And even then, it will keep going, pushing your uterus upward and slamming into it until you can barely breathe from the pleasure."
As if possessed by a ghost, she followed his words, and her body moved accordingly. When his cock first entered her pussy and wedged itself all the way to her uterus, it felt exactly as he had described—her breath caught in her throat, and it felt as if her body were being pierced by a skewer. Being roughly thrust into places no one had ever reached before, she felt as if she had reached the very end of pleasure. And this man who claimed he would become the master of her pussy. When he told her to become his fuck-toy, she had thought that if she could feel pleasure like this, it didn't matter if she was a fuck-toy or anything else.
"Hru-guk... f-fuck-toy... haang... I am... your fuck-toy... haaaa-aang..."
And as she declared herself a fuck-toy, she tasted a sharp, thrilling pleasure once more at the sight of her own lewd, depraved self. Even as she returned home, wearing panties soaked in his semen, she couldn't escape the lingering traces of the pleasure he had given her. When she faced her husband upon arriving home, she felt a brief moment of guilt, but when she pulled down her panties in the bathroom and saw her own pussy, messy and smelling of his semen, her body began to heat up again. She soothed herself with her fingers for a long time, finally admitting to herself that she had already fallen for that man.
She felt resentful toward her husband, who was in the prime of his sexual life but couldn't satisfy her at all, and she felt cunning for using her husband as a scapegoat to grant herself absolution for the adultery(?) she had committed. But it was already too late. She was terrified of how deeply her heart had tilted toward him after only two meetings. He was a man like a swamp. If she met his eyes, she was like a person tied up with ropes, unable to move, helplessly swayed by his hands. Even though he had treated her like a lewd object, saying, "My fuck-toy looks prettier today than yesterday," the moment they met again today, she had flirted and wet her pussy, and even though he had dragged her in front of others with a toy inside her, she had clung to him, begging him to fuck her. His gaze was deeper than yesterday, and the energy that bound her was stronger. She couldn't escape. There was a part of her that felt the anxiety of someone who had gotten involved with someone they should never have met, but the pleasure he had given her was something she could never forget. In fact, she was more afraid that he might stop looking for her. She had already fallen into the swamp that was that man. The more she struggled, the deeper she sank. What should she do now? No, what will become of me?
After that day, we looked at a few more houses, and my aunt and I decided to move into the second house Lee Seonyeong had introduced to us. We began the interior renovations, and while I prepared for the move with my aunt, I continued to attend school. The balance in my bank account, which had swelled significantly from my investments in operation stocks, brought more ease to my life, and the evolution of my abilities gave me confidence in myself and higher expectations for the future.