The Neighboring Couple's Invitation (5)
Choi Changseop had never felt such immense pleasure in his entire life. It was as if he’d been electrocuted; a thrilling sensation pierced his spine, his vision blurred to white, and his hips bucked uncontrollably as if every drop of fluid in his testicles was being drained out through his cock. He felt that if he could experience this kind of pleasure, he would do anything—he even thought he could give away everything he owned.
Gasping for air, he opened his eyes with a lethargic, dazed mind. Right before him, his wife’s pussy, impaled by my massive pillar, was soaked and dripping with fluids. As he shifted his gaze upward, his wife, still unable to escape the lingering waves of her climax, lay with her legs spread wide, her entire body trembling minutely, her eyes unfocused, and saliva trickling from the corner of her mouth. She looked incredibly lewd, vulgar, yet at the same time, she appeared more beautiful and lovely than ever.
The man before him was doing something he could never accomplish, even if he were to die and be reborn. Looking at his own pathetic self in the presence of such an overwhelming alpha, the envy and jealousy that had briefly flared up faded away, leaving only envy, awe, and finally, total submission. The anger he felt when I called his wife a cunt and treated her like an onahole, the absurdity, the disgust, and the misery he felt when he saw his wife with my cock in her mouth being led around like a dog—none of that remained. He only wished to bow his head to this man and receive even a little more of the pleasure he provided.
Thanks to the insane performance I put on, Choi Changseop had psychologically surrendered to me completely. The anger and pain he felt about me touching his wife had vanished, leaving only awe and submission toward me. By the way, I learned something new: psychologically breaking a man also increases his subservience. Well, in the old days, the master-servant relationship between kings and subjects was natural, so perhaps it’s stranger to distinguish between men and women... I’d only ever dealt with women until now, so how would I have known? But why is the cock size listed in the male physical stats? There’s nothing to list like the three-size measurements for women, but what good is knowing another man’s cock size? Psychological superiority? I don’t need to know things like that; I already possess something impressive enough to feel superior.
You have consumed desire.
'Oh! So the "Desire Devouring" message pops up even when resolving a man's desires?'
I was surprised by the message window that suddenly appeared, so I took a moment to organize my thoughts. The fact that Desire Devouring doesn't discriminate between men and women. I wouldn't go out of my way to find guys to satisfy, but just knowing this new fact was a huge gain. Finished with my thoughts, I lifted Yoon Ji-soo up and pulled my cock out of her pussy.
— *Schlurp*
"Haa-eung... haa... haa..."
As my cock pulled out, the gaping hole of her pussy slowly closed, and the cum I had ejaculated inside dripped down onto the floor. Choi Changseop’s eyes were clouded with confusion as he watched the other man’s semen dripping from his wife’s pussy, right in front of him.
Status: Subservience(20), Submission(70), Confusion(50)
'Ah... internal ejaculation... Did Ji-soo use contraception? What if she didn't? If Ji-soo gets pregnant with that man's child, what should I do?'
She was already using contraception, and I had no intention of telling him that she wouldn't get pregnant anymore anyway. Watching his mind conflict and change was part of the fun. After shaking Yoon Ji-soo up and down to drain more of the cum, I thrust my cock back inside. This, too, was part of the performance for Choi Changseop.
— *Schlurp*
"Haa-euk... wait... it's still too sensitive..."
"Have I ever listened to such requests?"
"Haa-eung... you're mean. Really."
I carried her, still impaled, into the couple's bedroom. I was invading their private space while the husband watched. Choi Changseop got up late and followed us into the room, walking awkwardly. I pulled Yoon Ji-soo off my cock, laid her in the center of the bed, climbed on top of her, and thrust my cock back inside in the missionary position.
— *Schlurp... schlurp... schlurp... schlurp...*
Unlike the rough sex from before, I thrust very softly and slowly, creating a different atmosphere. I didn't treat her like a slave being trained, but rather looked down at her like a lover, whispering to her.
"Ji-soo! Why are you so delicious today?"
"Haa-eung... heu-eung... I, I don't know. Haa-ang..."
I lowered my head and kissed her shy lips.
— *Chu... chu-up... haa-um... chu-reup... chu-reup...*
I sucked on her lips, our tongues tangled, and we swallowed each other's saliva. Even while kissing, my hips didn't stop moving, pounding into her pussy, and her breathing grew ragged. When I pulled my lips away, a long silver thread stretched out before breaking.
"Pha-a... haa... haa-eung... doing it this softly... haa-eung... I love it too."
Even without pounding her hard, her level of excitement continued to rise. Choi Changseop, watching us enjoy sex like lovers, had changed into someone who looked like he was enjoying a much more peaceful pleasure, unlike at the beginning. Having psychologically surrendered to me, he seemed to have accepted his wife as my woman to some extent, and he appeared satisfied just by watching our sex and gaining pleasure from it himself. I decided not to worry about him anymore, as his heart had been broken by a single intense performance, and I focused only on Yoon Ji-soo.
While shaking my hips, I grabbed Yoon Ji-soo’s breasts, using them as handles, and then pulled on her two nipples until her breasts became sharp like missiles.
"Ah-euk..."
"I just want to keep tormenting these pretty breasts."
"Haa-euk... heu-eung... ah-euk... that's too much... haa-eung..."
"It's your fault for having such pretty and delicious-looking breasts."
As I said that, I lowered my head and bit down hard on her breasts, sucking them intensely, and even nibbled on her nipples to torment her.
"Haa-euk... haa-ang... heu-euk... you keep tormenting only my chest..."
"Then from now on, I'll torment your pussy and womb to my heart's content, so be prepared."
"Haa-ang... that's a bit... scary..."
I hooked her legs over my shoulders and folded them up so her knees touched her chest, creating a breeding press position, then pulled my cock out until only the glans was hooked, and stopped.
"Heut... this is... Taejin, please save me."
"You won't die. No one has ever died, so just enjoy it."
— *Pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak...*
"Haa-ak... haa-euk... please... haa-aang..."
My cock plunged vertically, splitting her pussy and hitting her cervix with a thud. Ignoring her pleas, the merciless pressing continued.
— *Pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak...*
"Haa-ak... ah-eung... hang... haa-ang... heut, euk, eut, eut... I'm, I'm coming, haa-aang..."
— *Chwa-a-ak... phu-shut... phu-shut... phu-shut... phut... phut...*
Unable to withstand the powerful pounding, her pussy tightened around my cock as if squeezing it, and she came again, shooting a fountain. I flipped her over, trembling and lost in her climax, and placed a pillow under her belly to keep her hips raised. Then, I spread her buttocks and thrust my cock into her pussy.
— *Slap... slap... slap... slap...*
"Heu-eut... haa-ak... heu-geut... haa-ang... I'm going crazy... I'm dying..."
"I'll pickle you in pleasure that feels like death, Yoon Ji-soo."
The sound of her buttocks colliding with my body echoed through the room, and her firm flesh rippled like waves. After pounding her for a long time, I turned her to the side, lifted one of her legs to give Choi Changseop a clear view of my cock being thrust into Yoon Ji-soo’s pussy, and made my final spurt.
— *Pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak... pha-ak...*
"Haa-ang... haa-eung... heu-euk... heu-eut, eut, eut, eut, eut, eut..."
As my thrusts grew faster, her moans turned into death rattles, and finally, only breathless, stifled sounds leaked out.
"I'm going to cum now, so fill your womb with my seed and get pregnant."
"Cum for me, haa, haa, your, baby seed, eugeut, heu-ang... fill it up..."
— *Ul-keok... ul-keok... ul-keok... byu-rut... byu-ru-rut... byu-ru-ru-rut...*
"Haa-ang... heu-aaa-ang, I'm coming..."
— *Chwa-aaa-ak... chwa-ak... phu-shut... phu-shut... phut... phut...*
The fountain she shot out once again flew all the way to Choi Changseop’s feet, soaking his insteps and flowing down. And on that floor, Choi Changseop’s own semen began to mix in. With three fountain shows, she finally lost consciousness. It was a wonder where all that fluid came from. Even though she had fainted, her pussy continued to squeeze my cock tightly in the aftermath of her climax. Enjoying that pleasant tightness, I overlapped my body with hers, turned, and pulled her on top of me. Unconscious, she only breathed shallowly, her mouth agape, and saliva dripped onto my chest. A woman’s body ruined by my cock is always beautiful. A sadistic urge to ruin her even more flared up, but I couldn't torment a woman who had fainted.
I laid Yoon Ji-soo on my belly and stroked her hair, waiting, and after a while, she regained consciousness.
"Haa... did I faint again?"
"Well, it's a familiar occurrence now, isn't it?"
"I can only say that your cock is truly amazing. It's still pushing up my womb from inside."
"You're faithfully fulfilling your role as a cunt. Pretty cunt, Yoon Ji-soo."
As I said that, I bounced my hips slightly.
"Ah-ang... I don't know."
"Should I just leave it in like this forever?"
"Then my pussy will get loose, so no. You said you'd throw me away if I got loose, didn't you?"
"I won't throw you away, so don't worry. Instead, this pussy can never let anything else inside without the owner's permission. Do you understand?"
I spoke of my monopoly over her pussy as if for Choi Changseop to hear, and she, having glanced at her husband, answered as if she had made a decision.
"Yes. I understand. Only your cock can enter my pussy."
"Yes. You're pretty. Yoon Ji-soo."
— *Chu... chu-euk...*
I kissed her lips lightly as a sign of praise. I no longer used honorifics with her. She was another man’s wife, but now she was simply my woman. It was a fact that everyone here acknowledged in their hearts, even if they didn't say it out loud. And now, I spoke it out loud.
"Let's stop here for today."
"Yes. I understand."
I stood up, holding her, and looked at Choi Changseop. Yoon Ji-soo’s gaze followed mine toward him. Even though his wife was in my arms, naked, there was no longer any anger or confusion in his eyes. I released my aura toward him and spoke as if looking down at him.
"We will stop here for today."
"Yes."
"As you have seen and heard everything today, Ji-soo’s pussy is now mine. Do you acknowledge this?"
"Hoo... yes. I acknowledge it."
He affirmed it with a sigh that seemed to let go of everything.
"Mr. Changseop, please continue to love Ji-soo as always, and strive for her comfortable life. Then you will continue to get what you want."
"Yes. I will."
"If you ever feel like ending this relationship, tell me anytime, and I will do so. Instead, I will take Ji-soo with me then."
"Understood."
Thus, the first spectator sex of the madmen came to an end. After that, I continued to send videos to Choi Changseop, and occasionally provided spectator sex for him, and our strange relationship continued.