The Tamed Woman

For Taeseok, waking each morning to the warm meal Eunjeong had prepared and then mingling their bodies had already become a natural part of daily life.

Today, as always, the two of them sat across from each other at the dining table, eating breakfast.

The moment Taeseok drained the last of his water, Eunjeong quietly studied his face for cues. Her pupils trembled slightly; she bit her lower lip.

“Let’s keep it simple today.”

Taeseok set the glass down and spoke in a low voice. At some point he had stopped using honorifics with her.

Eunjeong’s eyes widened for a heartbeat, then she nodded in obedient agreement.

“Hm? O-okay… should I take them off?”

“Yeah. Just the panties.”

The instant the words left him, Eunjeong remained seated and slowly slipped a hand beneath her skirt. The soft cotton fabric lifted a little over her thighs as her pale fingers caught the elastic on both sides of her panties. She raised her hips slightly and began to draw them down. The thin fabric emerged from under the skirt, brushing the insides of her thighs as it slid lower—already faintly damp and glossy. Once the panties reached her knees she lifted one leg, then the other, and stepped free of them completely.

The skirt settled back into place, yet the knowledge that she was bare underneath flushed her cheeks scarlet. Still clutching the discarded panties, she quietly placed them under the table.

Taeseok watched her the whole time, then issued a low command.

“Stand up and bend over.”

The order had barely left his lips before Eunjeong rose without the slightest hesitation. She planted both hands on the edge of the dining table, leaned her upper body forward, and pushed her hips back toward him.

“Should I lift my skirt?”

“No… stay just like that.”

Taeseok rose slowly from his chair and stepped behind her. With one hand he shoved the skirt all the way up; with the other he sank two fingers deep between the folds of her pussy.

“Ahhng~”

Her hot, slick flesh gently sucked his fingers in and clamped down around them.

Her pussy… it’s gotten tighter.

He moved his fingers slowly, stroking the most sensitive spots inside her.

“Nnngh… ah…”

Low, sweet moans spilled from Eunjeong’s lips. Her waist trembled; her legs parted of their own accord.

He pushed his pants down, gripped his heavy, fully swollen cock in one hand, pressed himself flush against her back, and set the head against her entrance. Eunjeong’s body jerked. The hot tip of him gently pressed into her soft, wet flesh and began to glide slowly up and down along her slit. He deliberately refused to push in, instead tapping and teasing her most sensitive places with the head, smearing the juices that kept leaking out across her entire pussy.

“Haa… Honey… please…”

Eunjeong gripped the table edge hard with both hands and pushed her hips back a little farther, pleading. Her pussy fluttered wide open around the feel of his cockhead.

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“You want it inside?”

“Yes… put it in already. Please… I’m going crazy.”

Taeseok clamped one hand firmly around her waist and began the slow torture of pushing just the tip inside, then pulling it back out again and again.

“Hnnngh…! Don’t… tease me like this… I… right now… I really feel like I’m going to lose my mind…”

Her thighs quivered; her heavy breasts swayed against the tabletop. Taeseok put his lips right against her ear and whispered in a low, filthy voice.

“I’m still not putting it in. Beg more.”

“Please… Taeseok… hurry… put it in… I want it so bad I can’t stand it… I… I want your cock like crazy.”

“More…”

“Taeseok… shove yours into my pussy. Fill my filthy pussy full of your cock. I’m begging you.”

A satisfied smile curved Taeseok’s mouth. At last he pushed slowly, deeply into her.

“Haaaang…! Honey… it’s going in. Hnnngh~”

Eunjeong’s whole body rocked hard; she braced both hands against the table. His thick cock filled her completely, forcing her inner walls wide.

Holding her waist in both hands, Taeseok began thrusting roughly and without pause from the very first stroke.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

The wet, meaty sound of flesh striking flesh rang through the morning kitchen.

“Definitely… the squeeze is better. An ordinary guy wouldn’t last long.”

Feeling the changes in her body anew, he drove into her even harder. Her breasts bounced up and down against the table; her legs trembled so badly from the pleasure that she could barely stay on her feet.

“Ah… Taeseok… just like this… keep going… haang… it feels so good♡~”

Eunjeong sobbed out moans, eyes glistening with tears. She shoved her hips farther back, trying to take him even deeper. Inside her, everything grew hotter and wetter, melting around him.

Taeseok gritted his teeth, seized her ass hard, and quickened the rhythm, driving into her with greater force.

Then—

Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~!

The doorbell rang sharply, followed at once by a series of knocks.

“Expecting someone?”

Taeseok asked, still buried inside her, breathing hard.

“Haaaang… no… no one should be coming…”

Eunjeong answered in a voice thick with moans. Her hips remained pushed back; inside, she clenched tightly around his cock even as her eyes flicked toward the front door.

“Then we keep going…”

He said low, about to thrust hard again, when a woman’s voice came from outside.

“Unni… it’s me, Eunsu… Unni? Are you home?”

Eunjeong’s body went rigid.

“Oh my god! It’s my little sister… what do we do…!”

Her voice shook with panic.

“Well… nothing we can do, then.”

Taeseok clicked his tongue with regret and slowly pulled his still-hard, heavy cock out of her pussy.

“Aaang~ No… don’t pull out!”

Even in that moment she mourned the loss of him leaving her body. As his cock slipped free, a long string of clear fluid stretched and dripped from her.

“Nnngh…!”

Eunjeong’s legs gave out and she staggered. She hurriedly yanked her skirt down and frantically smoothed her clothes. She pressed her thighs together, trying to stop the fluids from leaking, yet she could still feel the slippery liquid sliding down the insides of her thighs. Her chest heaved with ragged breaths; her face burned red with sweat and flush.

Another knock sounded. Eunjeong looked toward the door and called out.

“Nnngh~ I’m coming out right now~!”

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Taeseok, looking thoroughly disappointed, managed to stuff his still-rigid cock back into his sweatpants. He sat down at the table again, crossed his legs, and watched the doorway.

Eunjeong drew a deep breath and gripped the doorknob. Her body still burned with the heat of unfinished climax, yet she forced a smile onto her face and opened the door.

“What were you doing? You’re home—why’d it take you so long to open the door?”

Eunsu grumbled as she kicked off her shoes and strode inside.

“What’s this? Showing up out of nowhere without even calling?”

Eunjeong asked, trying her hardest to sound casual, though her voice still cracked slightly.

“I don’t know!!! It just turned out that way.”

Eunsu flung her bag onto the sofa, glanced up at her sister—and her eyes went round.

“Oh my god! But… Unni, your face… what is this?”

Eunsu’s gaze raked over Eunjeong’s features. Eunjeong flinched and turned her head slightly, trying to hide her still-flushed cheeks, the skin glistening with sweat, and her unfocused eyes.

“What about it…”

“Unni… how did you get this pretty? Are you really my sister? This is insane…”

Eunsu stared up and down at her in genuine shock. Eunjeong’s skin looked brighter and firmer; her eyes held a new vitality; her entire presence had changed.

Realizing her sister’s amazement was aimed at her altered appearance, Eunjeong let out a silent sigh of relief and answered as evenly as she could.

“What are you even talking about.”

“No, seriously… you got so pretty? Hm?”

Eunsu still couldn’t believe it and leaned in closer to study Eunjeong’s face—then suddenly turned her head toward the dining table. Only then did she notice Taeseok sitting in one of the chairs.

“……You had a guest?”