The Neighbor's Invitation (2)
He’s a guy who gives off an aura far beyond his years. He has everything, to the point where even a man would be envious. If I can just play my cards right, I could watch him having sex with his wife right from the side. Just thinking about the look of pleasure on Jisu’s face makes my blood rush to my cock. How should I bring this up?
Surprisingly, Choi Changseop’s desire was to watch me have sex with his wife right beside him. I checked the status window a few times, wondering if I’d misread it. He wants to watch his wife have sex with another man? At first, I thought he was a lunatic, but after a moment’s thought, the answer became clear. This guy is a cuckold!
He was the type of man with a cuckold fetish I’d only ever seen in Japanese adult videos or doujinshi. The part of my brain that had been bracing for a fight, expecting him to grab me by the collar the moment he was exposed, calmed down instantly. For starters, it meant Choi Changseop knew that Yoon Jisu and I were having an affair. And not only that, he had been watching it.
How? It was easy to infer that he had installed hidden cameras somewhere in this house and had been watching all along. I couldn't tell if he’d always had this tendency or if he’d only just awakened to it, but this man, Choi Changseop, had been getting off on watching my sex with his wife through a hidden camera, and now, no longer satisfied with that, he wanted the real thing.
"There are so many crazy people in this world."
By my standards, he was a madman, but considering I had three 'bitches' of my own, I might look like a madman to an ordinary person, so I decided to just accept that such people exist. Anyway, how would he play this? Blackmail? Bribery? I’d find out soon enough.
After the meal, the women cleared the table and did the dishes together. When Aunt insisted on helping despite Yoon Jisu’s polite refusal, they ended up cleaning together, and naturally, Yoon Jisu’s husband and I moved to the sofa, creating a moment for just the men.
After sipping coffee and stalling for a while, Choi Changseop finally opened his mouth.
"My wife had been feeling lonely for a while, staying home alone."
"Is that so?"
"But lately, she’s become much brighter."
"That’s a relief."
You know why, don't you? Choi Changseop hinted with a subtle nuance.
"I’ve always felt sorry that I couldn't spend much time with her because I was busy with work."
I waited for him to continue without answering.
Staring quietly into his coffee cup, he continued, "Taejin-ssi, you’ve been filling that void."
It seemed Choi Changseop had chosen a direct approach. I just looked at him calmly, lightly radiating my energy.
"You don't seem surprised."
"Because I had already noticed."
"How did you...?"
Choi Changseop was actually flustered by my claim that I’d known.
"I just had a feeling. I knew you knew."
"Then weren't you worried about how I might react?"
"Rather than worry, I was curious."
"Why is that?"
"Because I didn't see any anger or hostility toward me on your face; instead, it was filled with a different kind of desire."
As I expressed the desire I’d seen in him, he set down his coffee cup and rubbed his face with both hands.
"Haa... Taejin-gun... what should I call you? You seem like a unique... no, a special person."
"In what way?"
"Clearly, in this situation, I should be the 'top' and you should be the 'bottom,' but you make me feel like I’ve become the bottom instead."
"I’m often told that my presence is quite overwhelming."
I brushed off his comment, using his intimidation to my advantage, and asked him directly, "Tell me. About that desire you're hiding. I won't be surprised..."
"Whew... you might call me a madman, but... I... I felt aroused watching my wife being violated by you."
After a heavy sigh, he began to tell his story calmly.
"The first time I saw it, I thought my blood would boil. But as time passed, the anger faded, and excitement filled its place. Back then, I thought I was crazy too. I was tormented, and I couldn't even sleep from the self-loathing. But I couldn't escape that pleasure. It was only after I searched the internet to see if there were other crazy people like me that I realized I wasn't a madman, but someone with a unique sexual orientation, and I decided to accept it. If I didn't, I felt like I would collapse under the confusion and self-loathing."
It seemed he hadn't always been that way, but had awakened to his cuckold tendencies through this incident.
"It's a cuckold fetish."
"You know about it?"
"I’ve heard of it. So, what is it you want to say?"
"I... I want to see it... in person."
"Hmm......."
"I know it's an abnormal request, but I can't help myself. Could you grant me this favor, considering it as the price for me acknowledging your relationship with my wife?"
It was a ridiculous situation where a husband was practically begging his wife's lover, but Choi Changseop was that desperate.
"Whew... alright. I’ll grant it. But it will be painful at first. It won't just be pleasure. You’ll have to be able to handle that."
"I know. Even when I watch the videos, the pain still lingers."
"Understood. Then, what will you do about Jisu-ssi?"
At my question, implying whether he would tell her himself, he replied, "Haa... I can't bring myself to tell my wife. Could I ask you to do it, Taejin-gun?"
He was asking me for a favor.
"Understood. I will be the one to tell her as well."
"Thank you."
It was an ironic situation, having an affair with another man's wife and even receiving a thank-you for it.
"It's nothing. Even though it's come to this, I haven't done anything worth thanking."
"Haha... it certainly is a strange situation."
"For now, I think it would be best to send you the videos first. It will feel very different from the silent hidden camera footage, so let's start with that."
"Understood. And one last thing... I still love my wife. I don't want to lose her. So, I hope that even in this twisted form, our family won't fall apart."
"I see. I understand. And, get rid of the hidden cameras you installed in the house."
"Yes. I will do that."
We exchanged numbers, and the negotiation was concluded.
"What were you two talking about so intently?"
Just then, the two women finished the dishes and walked over to the sofa, and Yoon Jisu asked.
"Oh, just this and that."
After the four of us gathered to drink tea and chat a bit more, the dinner invitation for someone's special desire came to an end.
Slap... slap... slap... slap...
"Haa-ng... hng... hng... haa-ng..."
*Smack!*
"Ah-h..."
"Tighten your pussy more."
"Haa-k... yes... I’ll tighten it."
"If a cunt gets loose, you have no choice but to move to a new house. So, do your pussy-tightening exercises diligently."
"Yes, I will... haa-ng..."
Today, after getting a free lunch, I was using 'Cunt No. 3' in Yoon Jisu’s bedroom. And next to the bed, a smartphone was mounted on a stand, filming our sex scene. I purposefully changed positions to ensure a variety of angles were captured on camera as I fucked her.
"Between your husband and my cock, which one do you like better?"
"O-of course, I like your cock better... haa-ng..."
"Tell me in more detail."
I trained her to use formal language for her husband but informal for my commands, radiating energy so she couldn't refuse my words.
"My husband is small, so I don't really feel anything. Haa-ng... You fill me up so tightly it feels like my pussy is going to burst... hng... it feels like you're scraping my vaginal walls every time you move, it's driving me crazy. Hng... And... the way you pound into me like you're going to pierce my uterus... it hurts, but it feels so good... haa-ng... It feels like you're reaching my throat... haa-ng... I'm going to cum..."
To show her husband, I made Yoon Jisu speak directly about his inadequacy and captured it on camera.
"Now I’m going to cum, so open your uterus and take it all."
"Yes. Haa-ng... please... fill my uterus with it."
I pushed my glans in until it felt like I was piercing her uterus and ejaculated.
*Gush... gush... gush...*
"Haa-ng... haa-a-a-a-ng... something hot... is filling me up..."
*Pshh... pshh... pshh...*
As my cum struck her uterus, she climaxed, spraying vaginal fluids. This intense intercourse would be captured on camera and delivered to her husband.
A while later, I carried her lightly to the bathroom. I filled the tub, gave Yoon Jisu a quick wash, washed myself, and then we entered the warm, rippling water. I hugged her from behind, inserted my cock into her pussy, and had her lean her back against me.
"Haa-ng... again...?"
"It feels good when I keep it inside like this."
"Haa... I don't think I've ever seen this cock lose its strength... hng..."
"I can't lose my strength when I have such a delicious cunt to fuck."
"It's not human stamina, really."
I enjoyed a leisurely time in the warm water, kneading her breasts.
Ah... it feels so good. This feeling of my pussy being filled to the point of bursting. These rough hands kneading my breasts like toys. The gaze that seems to dominate me. I can't live without this man anymore.
After being fucked intensively by me for over ten days, her subjugation level had already soared to 65. Aside from the bitches who already served me as their master, her stats were rising very quickly. As a result, she was already head over heels for me, to the point where she couldn't escape. It seemed like the right time to bring up her husband.
"Does your husband still come home late these days?"
"Yes. Even later than before. He’s lost weight and his face looks gaunt, as if work is hard."
The man who was already busy is probably even more exhausted because he's staying up late masturbating while watching the hidden camera videos of us rolling around.
"Does he treat you any differently, Jisu-ssi?"
"No. Not really. But sometimes he looks at me with eyes that seem to want something, but when I ask, he doesn't say anything, so I can't tell."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
She must be waiting, wondering when I’ll tell her and send her the videos.
"He probably wants something. Something very desperate."
"Yes? What is it? No, more than that, how do you know that, Taejin-ssi?"
"I know because he told me."
"What could it be that he would tell you...?"
She looked at me with wide eyes, her face flushed red as she lay in my arms, looking at me with an expression that screamed she was dying of curiosity.
"Your husband knows about us."