Chapter 51
Chapter 51
Chapter: 51 - Clinging Missionary with Ye-na
Missionary sex, pressed tightly against Ye-na.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...!
I just couldn't stop my hips. Pounding my cock into Ye-na's pussy in that moment was utter bliss. And now, Ye-na—relying solely on her birth control pill, having let everything else go—was losing herself.
"Slurp... Nn... Haa...! Ah, ang, ang, haaang! Ahaang...!"
While taking my insistent kisses, she couldn't hold back anymore and let out genuine moans that only fueled my ecstasy. I could tell—these weren't fake. They were real moans bursting out naturally as her pussy perfectly accepted my cock.
Squeeze...!
Ye-na tightening her arms around my neck proved it. That just made me thrust my hips even harder. Lee Ye-na was loving my cock—not her husband's—so much. I felt this burning duty to make her pant like crazy.
Squelch, squelchh, squelch... squelchh...! Splurt!
So I ramped up the pistoning.
"Ohek...! Oh, ahek... Ch-cheon... slowly... hng...! Haaaang!"
Ye-na moaned louder and more vulgarly. At the same time, she begged me to go slow. Whether it was because the pleasure was too much or for some other reason, I wasn't sure yet.
"Hoo, Ye-na, you're going crazy with how good it feels, aren't you?"
"Hrngut...! Nn, yes, ang, aaang!"
"Unlike your husband's pathetic dick, mine fills your pussy up tight and pokes your womb—it's driving you insane, right?"
"Th-that... uhek...! Haa...!"
"Say it!"
Spliirrch...!
"Aheeik...!!"
"Hng...!"
Squelchh, squelch...! Splurch! Splurt, splurt!!
"Ogut... Oooohk... G-good...! Hek... Please... just a little... hiaaaah...!"
"Suck on my tongue and kiss me again! Then I'll go slow! Mmph..."
"Hng... Chu, churp... slrp...!"
Without stopping my hips, the moment I stuck out my tongue, Ye-na latched onto it hungrily.
"Chomp... Nn! Sluuuurp...!"
Ye-na sucked and licked my tongue eagerly while holding it in her mouth, and I got even more turned on by the ticklish kissing restarting mid-sex.
Splurch, squelch... spliiirrch......!
Rather than slowing down, I thought I should pull back once and thrust hard.
"Churrrp... Ooohng...!"
Spuuurt, splurt, splat... spuuuurt!
I ejaculated inside Ye-na's pussy. It was already the second time. Less than five minutes into missionary, but I couldn't hold out longer. Her pussy was just perfect for me.
Shudder... pssshhh...
"Hiii... Heh... Churp..."
Ye-na, accepting my cum, trembled all over and squirted from her pussy. Tears streamed from her eyes down her cheeks. She was crying from top to bottom, but sweetly, she never let go of my tongue.
"Churrrp... Sluurp..."
Seeing her suck my tongue so devotedly, like a wife craving affection from her husband.
'She's gonna dehydrate like this. Gotta give her plenty of my saliva.'
With that thought, I gathered as much spit as I could in my mouth and let it flow into hers.
"Slrp... Mmph... Hng... Gulp..."
Ye-na winced for a second as she took my big glob of saliva, but she swallowed it without spitting. I gave her a smiling nod of approval. Then, I started moving my hips again.
Splurt... splurt...
"Slrp, churp... Nn... Ahnn..."
With my cum filling her pussy, I gently poked her womb entrance. I figured it'd feel weird moving around in a cum-filled pussy, but thinking she might get pregnant from it surprisingly just turned me on more. Anyway, while prodding her womb, I scraped the walls with my cockhead.
"Haat... Ahnn... Hng... Chomp... Hngg...!"
I know because I've been to baths and saunas with Jae-min. The spot I was pressing with my dick—her womb entrance and nearby walls—were places his size could never reach. So this was probably the first time in her 27 years it'd been stimulated, and sweet moans leaked from between her teeth.
No matter if the guy was a kidnapper or she was blackmailed. The direct pleasure on such a sensitive spot was impossible to ignore. I pulled my tongue out for a moment and asked Ye-na.
Sploosh... squelch, squelch...
"Hoo... Ye-na, you like it slow? Can you feel my cock well?"
"Aaahn... Ang, ahnn... Haa... Yes, yes... Hng... It's so deep inside... Aaang..."
I could see it in my eyes—her face flushing with pleasure in real time. She was probably forcing herself to respond because I ordered it. But sex with me—this perfect cock-pussy match—was bound to feel amazing without trying.
Splurt... squelchh... squelch...
"Ahng, ang, aaang... Hnng... Ang..."
And with the added urge to obey, Ye-na seemed to be purely accepting the pleasure more and more.
Squelch, squelchh...
"Ye-na's voice is so sexy. You sound so cute whimpering 'ang ang' every time I move."
"Ut...! Nn... Ung... Haa... Feels... hng... so good... Hng!"
"Can't hold back because I'm scraping all your good spots? Don't hold back. Keep letting me hear it... Wait, no. Why are your lips so pretty? My Ye-na has no flaws. Let's kiss some more."
"Haa... Yes... Haup... Churp..."
I overlapped our lips and enjoyed the slow sex.
Squelch, squelchh... squelch, squelch...
"Ahat... Haa... Chooop..."
With the slower pace, Ye-na definitely had some breathing room. Her wet voice moaned out, hot breath puffing, and she could focus more on our kiss. Somehow, it wasn't my imagination—disappointment flickered across her face when I stopped.
After two back-to-back creampies in missionary, I took Ye-na to the shower room. I casually said it was a nearby public shower, and she didn't suspect a thing. We rinsed off the sweat, and I slowly drained some of my cum from her stuffed pussy.
Of course, we did a round of standing doggy under the shower spray. I had her brace against the mirror and slammed my lower body into her fiercely.
Slap...! Pang, paang! Pang!
"Aang...! Ahak...! Y-you're too rough... haat...!"
"You love it rough, so what's the problem! No one's here but us, so scream all you want! Even if you go nuts from my cock, your husband won't know anyway!"
Shouting that, I pounded her senseless for a while. Then I noticed her canned "not too hard" pants. Suddenly, it hit me—for even better sex, maybe I could tweak her mindset a bit.
Splash, splurch... splurch... pressss...
"Ahng, aaaaang... Hik..."
So I paused mid-thrust, pressing my hips firmly into her ass. And tried some light gaslighting.
"You love when I press your womb like this. I can tell, so don't hold back."
"I-I'm not holding b... hng..."
"Ye-na. I know you're not doing this because you really like me. No matter how much you pant and act like you're enjoying the sex, it's all because I'm blackmailing you, right?"
"Haak... Haa... That's..."
"It-s unavoidable. You're only doing it because I told you to. I know it's not because sex with me feels better than with your husband."
"......Nn..."
"So don't hold anything back. Even if you howl like an animal or piss yourself right here, it's all just acting to please me, and only I know. No one else will anyway."
"......"
"Plus, the more convincingly you moan, the more turned on I get, and the quicker we finish."
I wasn't sure if it'd work as I said it. Just throwing it out there as a test. She was clearly enjoying the sex, but mental barriers were putting on the brakes. Of course, my reads on women were often wrong—I'm not quick on the uptake. But...
Squelchh... squelch, splurt...
"Haat, ah, ang... Ahnnng..."
"If it's too much, I'll go slow? Like when we kiss during sex, nice and relaxed?"
Surprisingly, my instincts during sex...
Spliiirrch... squelch...
"Ut... Hng... It's unavoidable... nn... "
"What should we do, Ye-na?"
"Haa... Haa.......... Please..."
"What? Say it again?"
"More......... Harder... ut... please..."
"......"
"My deepest... hng... spot... thrust hard... into it..."
...were pretty damn useful.
"......Well, if that's what my Ye-na wants. Of course I'd give it to her... Hng!"
Splaang!!
"Ooook............ Ahit...!"
"No stopping now. Going all the way...!"
"Yes, n........."
Splurch...! Paang, pang... paang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Oooooook...!! It hits... ogut...! Oh, uk, ah, aaang, hang!!"
Splaaang...! Paang! Pang, splurt!
"Ohik... Hit, ahaaaang...!"
"This is what you wanted, right?!"
"Heeek... Hik... Keep thrusting... aaang, ang! It hits the good spot...!"
Paaang, pang! Pang! Pang!
"Ohek... Ok, ohk...! Th-this... impossible... aheeeik!"
The shower room filled with Ye-na's pants—it was pure madness. I went half-crazy too, slamming her ass red, and Ye-na enjoyed it without any more "too much" complaints. Thanks to that...
"Cumming again...!"
Spuuuuurt...!!!
"Ogeeeeeut... Ahek... Hi, nn... It's coming... gonna cum...!"
Pssshh... splat... spuuuurt...!
When my cum refilled Ye-na's pussy, a yellow stream mixed with her juices sprayed against the wall.
"Haaaaaa..."
Her melted voice trembled as she pissed herself. I burned that sight into my memory.
After the shower, when we came out...
"......"
Ye-na—who'd just shown me her pissing herself—surprisingly showed no shame. Her flushed face was just dazed. I took her hand and went to the dojang, sitting right in front of Jae-min this time.
"......Ye-na, hey..."
Jae-min was even more broken than her. His tear-streaked face called out to Ye-na right in front of him like his soul was gone. But still, as a spectator, he didn't touch her. And Ye-na acted like Jae-min right there didn't exist.
This situation was hilarious. To savor it longer, I sat facing Jae-min.
"Ye-na, sit on my lap."
"Yes..."
I seated her on my thigh, facing Jae-min too.
"We've done it so much in a row, let's rest a bit. But just resting is a waste, so how about some kissing and mutual fondling? Wanna stroke my cock with your hand?"
"Cock... nn..."
Stroke... stroke, swish...
"Ah, yeah. Is it your pretty hands, Ye-na? Even a handjob feels good. Then I'll play with cute Ye-na's pussy..."
Squelchh... squelch...
"Ahnn... Aaang..."
"What? We just showered, and you're already wet? Missing my cock already?"
"Yes, yes... I miss it... your cock..."
"Want me to pound your pussy hard like a bitch again?"
"Hann... Y-yes, pound me... nn... that'd be great... Poke my womb... hard... ang!"
"Fill Ye-na's insides with more cock juice?"
"Fill me... please... Ah, ahng... Your cock juice... in my pussy..."
Hearing his own wife—sitting on another man's lap, fondling each other's genitals—begging for a fat cock to pound her hard... begging for a creampie... watching it right in front of his face...
What must that feel like? I couldn't even imagine.
Drip, drip...
"Ehek... Y-Ye-na... Ye-na..."
But from Jae-min's wrecked face, I could indirectly feel it. Hell was real, and it was here.