How About My Pussy?
"How about my pussy...?" I stalked forward like a savage wolf, closing in on Choi Hyeon-jeong. "I know you always cross your arms to push those tits up on purpose. Bragging about that G-cup, right?"
"N-no, that's not..."
"Not what? You squeeze them together like that specifically so everyone can watch them bounce around."
"That's not what I meant... They're H-cups..."
"They're what?"
"Not G-cups... H-cups..." Choi Hyeon-jeong bit her lip in embarrassment and turned her head away.
So that's what she was correcting me about? This filthy slut... It made my cock throb even harder. No surprise, Choi Hyeon-jeong's body was every bit as much of a pussy-puncher as I'd expected. Her athletic, voluptuous build from her swimming days was pure fantasy.
I raised both hands and filled them with her massive breasts.
Squish!
"Ahhng...!"
"There we go. So these are H-cups? They're even bigger than I imagined."
In the webtoon they were G-cups? Or were they H? I couldn't quite remember. Who the hell memorizes every character's exact bust size? I'd read hundreds of adult webtoons by now. Breast sizes were the first thing that got fuzzy.
"But your height is around 169 centimeters... and your weight..."
"Stop!" She let me keep groping her chest but shut me down hard the moment I brought up her weight. Apparently having her weight revealed was more humiliating than having her tits mauled. Women really are ridiculously sensitive about that number... Would you rather get raped or have your weight exposed? Most of them would pick rape without hesitation. Women are impossible to understand sometimes.
"Anyway, that means I can play with these tits as much as I want, right?"
I kept squeezing and kneading. They were so big they felt great in my hands. The bra was a little annoying, but I'd be ripping it off soon enough and sucking on everything anyway. Taking my time with the foreplay might be nice.
"Mmm... Hng... Mister..."
The bitch was letting out heated moans. Her eyes were closed too. It must have been a long time since a man last touched her breasts. Her split-open pussy down below was probably drooling and twitching like crazy.
I continued roughly fondling Choi Hyeon-jeong's enormous tits as I asked, "How long has it been?"
"Huh...? What do you..."
"Since a man last touched your breasts."
"That... ngh... It's been about three years..."
"How did you endure it? With these lewd, heavy tits of yours."
"W-well..." Choi Hyeon-jeong twisted her body and refused to answer.
But I already knew the answer. "There just wasn't a suitable man, was there? No one caught your eye."
"H-how did you...?"
I knew because I'd read the webtoon. Choi Hyeon-jeong had high standards. Her dead husband had been a handsome national swimming team member and ridiculously rich. After living with a man like that, ordinary guys probably didn't even register. That included the original pathetic Jo Isang. She hadn't shown any interest in her nephew at first either, not until he put on the Manager's Hat. The moment the protagonist wore that hat, she flipped and offered up her pussy. Same thing was happening with me right now. If I hadn't been wearing the Manager's Hat, Choi Hyeon-jeong would never have let me touch her breasts. She probably would've reported me for sexual harassment just for staring too long.
"Then why are you letting me touch them now?"
"I... I don't know... It doesn't feel bad... Ahn... when you touch my breasts like that..."
Jiggle. Jiggle. The more I played with them, the more they bounced. The sensation was different from when I touched Chae-gyeong's. The size was similar, but the texture felt new and exciting. Maybe it was because she wasn't my wife but the building owner, a stunning beauty I'd had zero sexual connection with before. That made it even more stimulating.
"Don't worry. I'll play with these lonely big tits whenever you want. Anytime at all."
"B-but..." She rubbed her thighs together and stared at me with dazed eyes. The look on her face said she wanted to offer me her pussy as soon as possible. She'd given the protagonist the same look. The Manager's Hat really was incredible.
"Why? Is there something else you want?"
I slowly peeled off her top. Choi Hyeon-jeong obediently raised both arms and let me remove it. A white bra struggled to contain her enormous breasts. They were absolutely massive. If my wife stood beside her, the view would be spectacular.
"I... I don't know... why I'm acting like this..."
Sniffling, she covered her chest with both arms. A last show of resistance? The Manager's Hat was supposed to draw out a woman's desires. It didn't force anything. If Choi Hyeon-jeong had truly intended to remain chaste, she would have refused. The fact that she was hesitating instead meant her chastity had only been superficial. There simply hadn't been a man good enough. It wasn't out of loyalty to her dead husband.
"What is it? Do you feel sorry for your dead husband?"
"No, that's not... it's not that... Why am I... with you...?"
Apparently even she found it strange. After all, I wasn't her type. I wanted to hear her true feelings. I already knew them, but I wanted to hear her say it.
"What am I to you?"
I unhooked her bra and pulled it off. Her two massive breasts bounced free with a heavy jiggle. My cock instantly got rock hard. Fuck, they were huge and gorgeous. They rivaled Chae-gyeong's. I could die happily buried between these two tits.
"Hic..." The moment her breasts were completely exposed, Choi Hyeon-jeong squirmed on the spot. The motion made her huge tits sway even more. Was she trying to seduce me?
"Y-you're... a married man with a wife... and not my type at all..."
"Is that so?"
"Yes... I wasn't interested at all... If anything, I felt sorry for your wife, Chae-gyeong..."
"I see."
So that's why she'd told the protagonist to fuck Chae-gyeong and take her pussy. She pitied her for never experiencing real cock. I raised my hand and gave her massive breast a light slap.
"Ahhng...! S-stop playing around... Hic..."
"They're like punching bags. Makes me want to slap them more."
I used both hands to smack them left and right. Not too hard, just enough to make them bounce. Even so, Choi Hyeon-jeong was losing her mind with arousal.
"Aahng...! The stimulation is too strong... Hic..."
She must have squirted a little. Her ass trembled violently for a moment. There she was, the beautiful building owner Choi Hyeon-jeong, tits out in the open, getting her breasts slapped by a man she supposedly didn't even like.
"You don't like getting your tits slapped by a man you don't even like?"
"T-that's... I don't dislike it..."
As expected of the Manager's Hat. This was the kind of thing that should get me reported to the police, yet Choi Hyeon-jeong wasn't even thinking about it. Instead she was getting off on having her huge tits played with.
"I thought Chae-gyeong was pitiful... but now I don't think so... There's something... different about you..."
"Like what?"
I grabbed her breasts again, filling my hands as much as I could. They were so big I couldn't even cover them completely. Her pretty nipples poked out between my fingers. The bare skin of her massive tits felt incredibly soft. No wonder the protagonist played with them so often. Who wouldn't with tits like these?
"Hic... I thought you were ordinary and lacking as a man... I must have been wrong... It's too... stimulating..."
She was offering up her tits and slowly turning into a pussy slave. This was Choi Hyeon-jeong's true desire. She wanted to be utterly ruined by a man at least once. Her standards were simply too high for her to find anyone suitable.
"How do I look to you now?"
As I roughly kneaded her breasts, a seductive gleam appeared in her beautiful eyes.
"You... No, darling... You're like a devil... A wicked devil... Hic..."
She couldn't hold back anymore and threw her arms around me.
"I've wanted to be held like this for so long. I've been so lonely... Touch my breasts all you want...!"
She pressed her body completely against mine, grinding her pussy against the hard bulge tenting my pants. The way she rubbed up and down made it look like she was cumming already. She'd officially become a pussy slave.
There was no need to hold back anymore. I stripped off her pants and panties too. She was left completely naked except for her slippers. Her bush was soaked, and her vertically split pussy kept twitching and opening with excitement. Choi Hyeon-jeong didn't even try to cover it. Instead she put both hands behind her back, smiled shyly, and spread her legs just a little, as if inviting me to look closer.
"What do you think of my pussy...?"
"It's really pretty. Almost as pretty as Chae-gyeong's."
"Chae-gyeong's is incredibly pretty too, right? A woman's pussy matches her face, after all."
"You're okay with showing it to me?"
"Yes... I want to show you everything..."
Choi Hyeon-jeong used both hands to spread her pussy open, lewdly exposing the glistening pink flesh inside.
"Haaang... It's so embarrassing and exciting at the same time...!"
Pussy juice dripped down in thick strands. Even though someone might walk past the management office and see her through the open window, standing there naked and spreading her pussy seemed to fill her with both shame and unbearable arousal.
"Your husband would cry if he saw this. No matter how dead he is, his wife is spreading her pussy for another man."
"It can't be helped... Who told him to leave me behind...?"
"You said it was an accident, right?"
"Yes. A car accident... It was pouring rain, and he was driving back from the countryside at night..."
After she'd nagged him to come home quickly. She'd told him she was waiting after her shower, urging him to hurry. In the end, Choi Hyeon-jeong confessed everything while still holding her pussy open.
"It was my fault... I kept telling him to come home faster. Because I wanted to do it..."
"Don't feel guilty. Accidents can't be helped."
"Still..."
"You've already stayed chaste for three years. You turned down blind dates and never went to clubs or anything. That was all because of this, wasn't it?"
There hadn't been a suitable man, but she'd also felt guilty toward her dead husband and kept her pussy untouched for three years. If she'd actively tried to meet someone, she could have. She would've been sucking cock and offering her pussy long ago. But her sense of guilt had stopped her from trying. Her heart wasn't wicked. She simply loved sex and orgies. In the webtoon, after the protagonist fucked her senseless, both her closed-off pussy and her heart were set free. Now I could do the same.
"From now on, I'll comfort Hyeon-jeong's pussy with my cock."
"...Really?"
"Yeah. That's why I brought you here."
A hot sigh escaped Choi Hyeon-jeong's lips. Her pussy twitched even harder. She looked like a hungry lioness. I wondered if my cock could handle three years of pent-up frustration.
"I want to see your cock..."
She demanded it while still spreading her pussy. She couldn't hold back any longer. If I walked out now, she would probably cry.