Dirty, Yet Beautiful
"…I'm sorry. But… it's really not like that."
Her voice was thick with the terror of a past she had wanted to hide until the day she died finally being exposed.
She buried her face in Taeseok's chest and trembled faintly.
How… did he know? Since when… has he known everything?
Those thoughts churned through her mind, but they meant nothing now.
Eunjeong hesitated a long while before forcing the next words out through a choked throat.
"After my husband passed away so suddenly… I started spending more time with your mom and dad. Being alone was too scary, too lonely…"
She paused, then added in an even lower voice.
"Your father comforted me a lot. And then… we gradually crossed the line."
Her breath shook unevenly.
"I… I couldn't understand myself either. It just… felt like the only refuge I had at the time."
Her explanation carried its own circumstances. But to Taeseok, every word sounded like nothing more than excuses. Finding comfort in his father's arms, loneliness, crossing the line—each one scraped sharply at his chest.
Taeseok gripped her thigh a little harder.
"In the end… it's all just excuses, isn't it."
Eunjeong bit her lip for a long time before wrenching the words free.
"You… think I'm dirty, don't you. You hate me so much? That's why you… with your friend…"
Her voice cracked and trembled. The moment the secret was fully laid bare, shame drained the color from her face. Yet separate from every one of those emotions, the instant Taeseok's hand slowly rubbed the inside of her thigh, her body was already telling a different story.
Hot pleasure crept upward from below. The space between her thighs grew tinglingly wet, turning into a motion that wanted to take his touch even deeper.
"…Haah…"
She bit her lip and felt disgust at herself. Even in a moment like this, she was thinking about being impaled on Taeseok's cock…
What… is this. Why… why like this…
Taeseok listened and smiled calmly.
"That's right. That's why I did it. I couldn't forgive that you deceived me and Mom and did that kind of thing with our dad. So… you were so dirty. Like a slut…"
"I'm sorry…"
"You know what made me even angrier? I was starting to like you. I thought I loved you. I can't forgive that a woman like that thought of me as a substitute for my dad."
"It's not like that at all. Believe me. I… love you."
"Fuck… is that even something you say… I can't believe a single word out of your mouth anymore, Auntie."
"Taeseok… it's true. It's really true…"
Taeseok roughly groped her breast over the dress. Eunjeong swallowed a low moan and trembled. The pressure and heat of his hand made her body burn hot.
"You came dressed like this today because you wanted me to fuck you, didn't you. No bra even…"
When his hand rubbed hard over her nipple through the fabric, Eunjeong's hips gave a little jolt. Blushing with shame, she whispered honestly.
"…Yeah. That's true. I wanted to do it with the person I love."
Taeseok roughly yanked her clothes down. The flesh of her ample breasts bounced free with a soft slap, already-stiff nipples swaying atop them.
"So… how does it feel? Having done it with someone else instead of the person you love?"
"That… doesn't mean anything. I only did it because you ordered me to."
Taeseok seized both breasts with both hands and squeezed hard—hard enough that his fingers sank deep into the flesh, nearly crushing them. A body that until moments ago had been touched by another man's hands. That fact flashed through his mind, and it only excited him more. His palms kneaded and reshaped her soft flesh roughly. His unusually rough manner flustered her, yet she was glad he was touching her body at all.
"Nngh…!"
Every time her breasts were crushed hard enough to hurt, her lower half melted even hotter. She clenched her teeth and shook her head, but sweet moans were already spilling from her lips.
Taeseok looked down at her. A face crushed by guilt, yet a body that responded honestly to sensation. That contradiction made it strangely hard to look away.
"Taeseok… I'm sorry. For being such a dirty woman."
Those words sent a peculiar thrill through him.
…Dirty. Dirty, and yet… beautiful.
Taeseok's gaze never left her. His hands moved even more obsessively. Whether it was anger, desire, or some mix of both… even he couldn't tell them apart.
He rubbed her nipples hard with his thumbs and poured low, rough breaths into her ear.
"Fucking bitch…"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he shoved Eunjeong roughly onto the bed. Her body hit the mattress with a soft thud and bounced elastically. With one hand he yanked up the hem of her dress; with the other he tore her panties off in a single motion. The pussy that had already taken another man's cock was soaking wet and twitching open.
The moment he dropped his pants, he gripped his thickly swollen, massive cock in one hand and pressed it to her entrance. Then he looked at Eunjeong's face once more. A face soaked in guilt—yet also a lewd gaze that wanted his cock to thrust into her soon.
"You slutty bitch…"
With the curse bursting out he drove into her without hesitation.
"Haaaang…!"
Eunjeong's back arched like a bow as a sharp moan tore free. His thick, hot cock filled her completely, burying itself to the hilt. Gritting his teeth, Taeseok seized her waist with both hands and began thrusting roughly from the very first stroke.
"I liked a dirty slut like you…"
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The heavy sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room. Every time his cock nearly pulled free only to slam deep again, Eunjeong's walls clenched tightly around him. Tears welled in her eyes as she shook her head.
"Taeseok… Auntie… loves you."
Her voice trembled, mixed with moans. Taeseok moved his hips even harder while one hand crushed and kneaded her breast.
"Why? Because I'm the son of the man you liked?"
"It's not like that…"
Eunjeong couldn't form proper words, breathless. Every time his cock stabbed her deepest place, an enormous emotional bomb exploded.
"Did you think of my dad every time we did it?"
"No… it's not like that… When I'm in your arms I don't think of anyone… Even when I was with your friend just now… I was thinking of you."
Taeseok's eyes wavered for an instant.
"Do you like me more than my dad?"
Even as tears fell, Eunjeong wrapped her arms around his neck and answered in a breathy voice.
"Of course… so much more… I like you so much more… More than any man I've ever been with… I like you…"
The moment those words ended, Taeseok bent over her completely, covering her. His cock began to plow even deeper and faster into her pussy. The bed shook violently, filling the room with nothing but their panting and the slap of flesh. Eunjeong dug her nails into his back and let out moans mixed with pleasure and shame. Her body already craved only him, melting completely.
Taeseok finished cumming with one last deep thrust, his body shuddering. As the hot semen filled her deepest place, he slowly pulled out and looked down at Eunjeong.
She was completely disheveled. Eunjeong's body still twitched faintly in the afterglow of pleasure. Her slender waist rose and fell slightly as a whitish liquid slowly dripped from her pussy mixed with his semen. Her ample breasts heaved heavily with each rough breath. Tousled hair clung to her sweat-soaked forehead and cheeks, and the thin breaths seeping between her swollen lips were still sweet and moist. Her entire body, still in those voluptuous curves that had been shaking madly while taking a man's cock moments before, now seemed completely melted and soft.
Taeseok gazed at that sight for a long time.
A woman I can completely dominate. Dirty, yet beautiful.
No matter what filthy things she had done in the past, she was now dedicating her body entirely to him. A woman who would obediently accept relations with other men at his single word. That fact drew a hot sense of conquest up from deep in Taeseok's chest.
Isn't that… enough? Since she's not a woman I'll love anyway…
He reached out and lightly stroked her thigh.
"Hnnngh…"
When Taeseok's hand touched her sensitized body, Eunjeong reacted reflexively. Being able to make such a beautiful, perfectly disheveled body his alone. Being able to use her whenever, however he wanted.
My own onahole.
Just that thought made his lower abdomen grow heavy and hot again.
Just think of that. Petty emotions… I can throw them away.
Taeseok slowly reached out and groped her sweat-soaked breast once more. Eunjeong trembled faintly and let out a low moan, but offered no resistance. She simply entrusted her body to his touch again, looking up at him with hazy eyes.