The Neighboring Couple's Invitation (1)
"You're a good girl, Jisoo. That's the right answer. Take it out yourself, Master's, and fuck me with it."
As she climbed down from me for a moment to peel away my pants and underwear, she stared at my exposed cock. She looked both surprised and slightly puzzled.
"Why does it feel even bigger than before?"
She was right. It had grown. As my body strengthened through the 2nd Evolution, it had become thicker and longer, just as it had during the first. At the thickness of a soda can and a length of 22cm, it was starting to feel more like a weapon...
"My cunt-slave is being such a good girl that it's getting me even more worked up. Hurry up and take your Master."
She stripped off all her clothes right there and climbed back on top of me, aligning my cock with her opening before slowly lowering her hips.
— Squelch...
"Haaah... it's too big..."
The even larger glans forced its way in, stretching her opening as if to tear it, until it finally reached the end and kissed her cervix. As my larger, stronger cock hammered against her womb, Yoon Jisoo truly transformed into my personal cunt-slave.
A few days later, late in the evening. In a quiet, empty office, a middle-aged man sat motionless, his eyes glued to his laptop screen. On the display, a man and a woman were engaged in a fierce sexual act, completely naked on a living room sofa. An outsider might criticize an old man for secretly watching porn in his office, but the story changes completely when the woman screaming in pleasure on the screen is that man's wife.
The man was Choi Changseop, Yoon Jisoo's husband.
Changseop had recently sensed a change in his wife. Before this, she had been complaining about how lonely and bored she was staying home alone, and had been asking to find work. But he had wanted his beloved wife to simply enjoy her money and leisure in comfort. He always felt guilty for being too busy to spend much time with her, but deep down, he also harbored a desire for his wife—the most beautiful woman in the world in his eyes—not to wander outside where she might be exposed to danger. Perhaps it was the insecurity of an older husband with a young wife, or just a sense of inferiority. That was why he had coaxed her to stay home whenever she felt depressed.
But recently, she had suddenly become brighter. She smiled more, her voice tone was softer... Even if she didn't seem to realize it herself, Changseop, who was more interested in his wife than anyone else, knew immediately. So, he asked her.
"Honey, is something good happening lately?"
"Hm? No, nothing in particular. Why?"
"You just look like you're in a good mood. You were depressed for a while, so I was worried."
"What kind of special thing could happen while I'm just playing at home? I've just been going to exercise more often lately."
"Is that so?"
"I think my mood improved because I've been moving my body more."
"Well, that's a relief..."
His wife's answer seemed reasonable, but something he couldn't quite put his finger on caused a discomfort, like a piece of chili pepper stuck between his teeth. But that piece of chili pepper gradually turned into a thorn embedded in his hand, and Changseop felt that if he didn't pull it out, he wouldn't be able to sleep. So, he installed cameras in the living room and bedroom without her knowledge, which led to this moment.
He couldn't hear the sound, but just by looking at her expression, he could tell how much pleasure his wife was in as she screamed. It was an expression he had never seen once since he met her. The man who was grabbing her hair from behind and ravaging her to make her wear that expression was the young man who had moved in next door a while ago. He remembered his face because he had come over to greet them with a woman he called his aunt. He remembered thinking that his handsome, tall, and toned body would be popular with women. But to think that woman would become his wife...
On the screen, his wife was trembling and falling into orgasm—a sight he had never seen before—while the man lifted her legs and mercilessly hammered into her without giving her a moment to breathe. And then, his wife reached another climax, spraying her juices. Seeing the man twitching, it seemed he had even ejaculated inside his wife's cunt. Changseop's eyes became bloodshot. His breathing grew rough, and he clenched his fists so hard his nails dug into his palms. Yet, amidst that intense feeling of rage, the front of his pants was bulging.
In his bloodshot eyes, a bizarre excitement and confusion dwelled simultaneously alongside the anger.
"Huff... huff... Am I crazy? To get an erection while watching my wife with another man... I've lost my mind!"
While Changseop was lost in confusion, the man on the screen headed toward the couple's bedroom with his wife still impaled on his cock, walking with an impossibly light step. The scene shifted to the footage from the camera installed in the bedroom, and there was his wife, screaming like a madwoman while pinned down by another man on the bed they had used only as a couple.
Changseop found himself pulling out his erect cock and shaking it without even realizing it. Even so, strangely, he couldn't stop. He felt like a madman; he felt contempt and misery toward himself, yet he couldn't control the hand shaking his cock as he watched his wife being defiled by another man.
The wife on the screen fell into climax several times and was ejaculated inside until she finally lost consciousness. Along with that, white cum shot out from Changseop's cock as well.
— Splat... splat... splat... splat...
"Huff... huff... huff..."
A pleasure he had never felt in his life struck his brain. It was a pleasure incomparable to when he was with his wife. He had tried his best to satisfy his young wife, shaking his waist until he was out of breath with his frail body, but he had never even come close to seeing the reaction his wife was showing on the screen. It was naturally impossible for him to gain great pleasure in such a psychologically withered state. But what on earth was this pleasure? To feel such immense pleasure—the kind that made him desperate to feel it again immediately—while watching his wife rolling around with another man...
Even as deep self-loathing washed over him, his hand was clicking on the next video. Only after spraying cum on the office floor one more time while watching his wife being defiled did Changseop finally stop. On the screen, the neighbor's massive member, which was truly wondrous to behold even a second time, was revealed as it pulled out of his wife's cunt. That man showed off such immense size and stamina that it made Changseop feel pathetic just watching. His own cock shriveled rapidly. He couldn't understand his own psychology, where he felt naturally intimidated in front of a superior male he couldn't compare himself to, and yet, despite the man being the one who defiled his wife, he felt more envy and awe than anger.
With a complex state of mind in his head, unable to make any decision, he began to clean up...
After that, Changseop became addicted to shaking his cock while watching videos of his wife steeped in pleasure late at night. It wasn't every day, but the neighbor visited his wife often, and every time, his wife would scream in pleasure until she lost consciousness. New videos piled up on Changseop's laptop, and now he had reached the point of waiting for when that man would visit his wife. It was that addictive, and he was falling deeper and deeper into it.
Then, at some point, he developed a desire to see the reality, not the screen. He began to feel that watching a silent, fixed screen was too frustrating. How thrilling would it be if he could see his wife's face, flushed with pleasure, right beside her? The desire to witness it in person, once it took hold, grew uncontrollably, and he fell into deep thought about how he could achieve what he wanted.
Changseop was not a fool. No, he was actually a smart man. Managing a company and quickly accepting and dealing with change were qualities a CEO should basically possess. After suffering when he first realized his strange, perverted tendencies, he found out through the internet that he was a NTR-inclined person and decided to accept it. He found comfort in the fact that there were others with similar tendencies, however rare, and decided to embrace it. But because he still loved his wife, he didn't want to be a victim of Netorare (NTR), where he would lose his woman completely. He wanted Netorase (NTS), where he could satisfy his tendencies without losing his wife. Ultimately, that meant he had to obtain the consent of his wife and the neighbor. He had no choice but to be lost in thought. So, he decided to meet them first and judge, and then brought it up to his wife.
"Honey, how about we invite the neighbors over for a meal?"
While having a meal with his wife on the weekend, he casually tossed out the idea of inviting the neighbors over for dinner as if it were nothing. He induced her to invite both of them, thinking it might look strange if he only called the man.
"A dinner invitation...?"
His wife, who was having an affair with the neighbor, faltered, her voice trailing off.
"Yeah. I saw them before and they both seemed like decent people, so wouldn't it be nice to get close? The people who lived there before were too old, so that was a bit... but this time, they're young, and I thought you wouldn't be as bored if you stayed close to them."
"I'm fine. You don't have to go that far..."
'If you see your affair partner with me, of course you'd be uncomfortable.' Changseop swallowed those words and pushed again.
"I really want to get close to the neighbors, so just invite them once."
Since her husband himself was insisting on it, Yoon Jisoo had no choice but to accept.
"A dinner invitation?"
"Yes. My husband said he wanted to get close to the neighbors and told me to invite them."
I was resting after filling her womb with cum to my heart's content in Yoon Jisoo's bedroom. I asked her, feeling a bit uneasy at Yoon Jisoo's unexpected story about the dinner invitation.
"Hmm... was there anything strange?"
"No. I didn't feel anything particularly strange."
"Have you ever done this with neighbors before?"
"No. It's the first time. The people before were old, so it was a bit..."
Someone who had never done that before was suddenly interested in the neighbors... I kept feeling like there was something going on. Still, there was no particular reason to refuse a simple meal, so I accepted.
'I'll find out once I meet them anyway. Even if they don't say it, I'll know what they're up to if I see them.'
Since I-ryeong would naturally follow if I told her to, there was no need to ask her separately.
The Saturday dinner that had been arranged.
"Welcome."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Choi Changseop."
"Thank you for inviting us."
"Hello? I'm Kang Taejin."
As I went to the dining table after exchanging ritual greetings, there was a much richer spread of food than when I ate with her alone. It seemed Yoon Jisoo had put in some effort.
"It's a humble meal, but please eat a lot."
"Oh my! No way. It's amazing that you prepared all this food by yourself."
The women's compliment-talk continued, and the meal started naturally.
"I've seen Taejin while exercising, but I haven't seen I-ryeong during the day. I wonder what you do for a living?"
"Yes. I run a small internet shopping mall."
"Ah... I see... But I-ryeong is so young and pretty."
"Calling me 'I-ryeong' makes me sound too old. Just call me 'Unnie' (older sister). I'm only thirty-six now."
"Oh my! Really? You're such a baby-face, Unnie. I'm much younger, so you can drop the formalities with me too. Let's get close."
"Then shall we? Jisoo-ssi."
The women soon started chatting comfortably.
"You're a college student, right?"
Meanwhile, Yoon Jisoo's husband spoke to me.
"Yes. I'm attending Korea University."
"Oh... you must have studied hard."
"Yes. I studied hard so I wouldn't be a burden to my aunt."
"Ah... but how did you come to live with your aunt...?"
"My parents passed away early, and she took me in when I had nowhere else to go."
"Oh my... I'm sorry."
Everyone has a similar reaction when I talk about my parents. It's an old story for me now, so I don't have any particular feelings about it, but losing one's parents isn't a very common thing, after all.
"It's fine. Thanks to my good aunt, I grew up well without any lack."
"Yes. She seems like a good person to me as well."
"She's like a benefactor to me."
"I heard you're always busy running your company, so you must have a lot of work?"
"I'm the type who only feels at ease when I check things myself, so I'm buying trouble for myself."
"That must be why the company is doing well."
As we exchanged trivial conversations and ate, I finally realized Choi Changseop's intention. And the content of it surprised me quite a bit.